The Immortal Spacemonkey

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Warning: Potty language and violence

Chapter 21

Over the next few weeks, Daniel would sense Eban near-by. It was getting annoying. Every time he was out, outside of the Mountain, he knew that he was around, watching him. A part of him wished that Eban would quit the stalker routine and just challenge him, just to get it over. However, the other Immortal seemed content with the idea of rattling his cage.

Also, Methos had finally found himself a place of his own and had moved out of Daniel's house. While Daniel did not mind the company, it was difficult to not let Methos know what he really did for the Air Force.

One day, early in the morning, Daniel ran into Jack and Teal'c on base outside of Sam's lab. What was odd was that Sam was not in her lab. She was always in her lab at this time in the morning.

Jack rattled the door handle then knocked, wondering if Sam had holed up in there overnight and had fallen asleep. He ran his id through the electronic door lock and was allowed access to the room.

The lights were off and no one was home.

Jack, feeling in his gut that something was immediately wrong, picked up the phone and punched in the numbers to the final check point at the real entrance to Stargate Command.

"This is Colonel O'Neill," he growled. "Has Major Carter checked in this morning?"

Pause.

"Thank you Airman," he snarled and slammed the phone down in its cradle.

"No, huh?" Daniel said his blue eyes filled with worry.

"No," he said then started barking orders at his team. "Daniel, go find Frasier see if she knows anything about Sam. T, go see her staff and see what they know. Both of you meet me at Hammond's office in ten minutes."

Both me nodded their understanding and followed O'Neill's orders without question.

They met up again within the ten minute time limit. Neither Teal'c nor Daniel had any thing good to report. Nobody had seen or heard from Sam since the night before. Janet had told Daniel that Sam had told her that she had planned on spending a quiet night at home with a good book.

"Sir, Carter is missing," O'Neill reported to his commanding officer.

Hammond nodded concern for the major written across his face. "Go to her home and check it out. Take what gear you need, but remember to use caution. Report back in when you have something. Dismissed," Hammond said crisply.

"Yes Sir," O'Neill said and herded the Jaffa and Immortal out of the base commander's office.

"Get changed and meet me at the armory," O'Neill said. "Black on black."

Again, Daniel and Teal'c followed their commanding officer's directions. Black on black was the SGC's code for combat gear without any patches or outward acknowledgement of the SGC.

Teal'c, Daniel, and Jack got their gear together. All were dressed in identical black fatigue pants, black t-shirts, flack jackets (really they were vests), and boots. Expecting the worst (Goa'uld, NID, Hell's Angels, or some other unnamed evil cabal) they armed themselves with side arms and Zats.

They signed themselves out of the base and drove over to Sam's home in Jack's truck.

Luckily, it was mid morning and most of Sam's neighbors were at work or school. Jack parked several houses away. He sent Teal'c and Daniel to come in through the side entrance and back door. He stole through the yard and cautiously approached the front door, which was slightly ajar.

"I'm going in," he quietly informed his team, via radio.

All three entered from their various points to find the house in utter chaos. Furniture was overturned, books and magazines scattered everywhere. Several of Sam's beloved plants were lying broken on the floor, the dirt ground into the carpet.

They quickly checked the other rooms to the house, not finding any sign of Sam. Finally they came back into the living room, frustrated.

"Maybe I can try to ring Thor up. Maybe he can help us find Carter," Jack said, an angry look on his face that mirrored the looks on Teal'c and Daniel's faces.

At that moment, a cell phone rang. It was coming from the dining room just off the living room. They approached the room cautiously. It continued to ring, so with a look of trepidation, Jack picked it up.

"Yes? Uh-huh," he said into the phone then turned to Daniel. "It's for you."

"Hello," Daniel said, ignoring Jack mouthing the name Alejandro at him.

Long pause.

"I see. Let me talk to her."

Pause.

"Sam, you okay?"

Pause.

"Eban, you hurt her in any way, I swear to the gods," Daniel said, angrier than either Teal'c or Jack had ever seen him. "Fuck you. Where? Fine. Two hours from now." With that, Daniel snapped the phone shut and hurled it at the wall. It shattered into hundreds of tiny fragments

"That mother fucker!" he raged. "He took Sam to get to me."

"Who? Where?" Jack said ice in his voice.

Daniel gave the others a condensed version of what had occurred five hundred years in the past between him and Eban. "I'm supposed to meet him in two hours over in the warehouse district," Daniel snarled. "He took Sam."

"I was so stupid!" Daniel berated himself. "I knew that Eban had a tendency to go after a person's family, but it never occurred to me that he's go after one of you guys. I was only thinking of family in the normal sense. That fuck went after my family after all. This is my goddamn fault."

"DanielJackson, this is not your fault. You are a man of many skills and abilities, but you do not have the ability to control the actions of others. You are not responsible for the actions of another. We are here and we will find MajorCarter, of this I am sure," Teal'c said in his familiar and reasonable way.

"Okay, so we go get her, kill this Eban, and we go home," Jack said, "as a family."

"No," Daniel said. ""Eban wants a fight. More accurately, he wants my head."

"Aw, for crying out loud! You're not going to let him kill you, are you?" Jack yelled.

"No. I'm going to get Sam and have it out with Eban," Daniel said patiently.

"Not without us," Jack said.

"Jack, my fights are one on one. No interference."

"I am not talking about interfering with your fight with Eban. You are going to need our help. More than one person took Carter. You can tell by the different boot treads tracked in the dirt."

"O'Neill is correct DanielJackson. MajorCarter's attackers were many. It would be foolish to take all of them on at once," Teal'c said, being the voice of reason.

It would seem likely that Eban had gotten outside help to take Sam and would have them as a distraction, serving as a means to take him out with little effort.

"Fine, but I have two conditions Jack," Daniel said.

"Let's hear them."

"First, I deal with Eban alone. You are not to get in my way," Daniel ordered.

Jack glared, but did not challenge his friend over this issue. "What's your second condition?"

"I call my friend Adam and see if he'll go with us." At that, Jack started to protest, but Daniel silenced him with a look. "If, on the outside chance I lose, I do not want Eban to be the one to get my Quickening in the end. I am extremely old and someone as young, relatively speaking, as Eban was to be on the receiving end of my Power, it could someday result in him winning the Game. Or, it could result in a Dark Quickening and then no one would be safe from him. Plus, I do not want Eban surviving past today. If I can't kill him, Adam can."

"Can Adam handle this power that you speak of DanielJackson?" Teal'c asked.

"Adam is one of the most capable Immortals that I know of. He could handle it," Daniel said, hoping he sounded more confident than he felt at that moment. Yes, he knew that he was an excellent fighter, his long life span attested to it, but something unexpected could easily happen. Plus, with Adam there, he could protect his mortal friends better than anyone else.

Jack gave a deep sigh and ran a hand through his already messy hair. "Fine, but he follows my lead when we go in to deal with this guy's helpers."

Daniel said nothing, praying that Methos was available and willing. The man owed him from way back for saving his ass from an irritated royal father (who had a very talented daughter) back in the day. He also hoped that he and Jack would not start butting heads. "Good. We need to stop at my place first."

"Why?"

Daniel rolled his eyes. "Why do you think Jack? You think I'm going to talk him to death?" He then turned on his cell and phoned Methos, who picked it up on the first ring.

"Hey Old Man., I'm calling in a favor," Daniel began as the three members of SG-1 left Sam's home.

A/N: Well? What do you think? Be a pal and hit the shiny review button and let me know.

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Okay, I have a confession to make here. I had originally planned on doing something big with the bit about Daniel not thinking that he had a family from the last chapter towards the end of the story. However, as I was re-reading earlier chapters, I realized that what I had planned would not work exactly as I wanted it to. So, I made a tiny correction here about what Daniel perceived to be a family. Thank you to those of you who pointed out the significance of what I had Daniel say. It stood out in my mind and made me realize that my plans wouldn't exactly work with what I had already written down in previous chapters. You guys are awesome and my big-ass plans involving murder, chaos, and bad attitudes having to be altered now. Bah!!!