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Chapter 2
Daniel smiled softly as his wife snuggled against him in the cool, early hours of the morning on Abydos. It had only been two months since Jack O'Neill and the other two survivors of the Abydos mission from earth had gone back, and he had chosen to remain. Two months spent with his new wife and his new people, her people, 'their' people, months he would never forget.
"Dan'iel?" Sha're said softly.
"Mmm?" he replied.
"You won't ever leave me, will you?" she asked innocently.
"Of course not," he assured her, wrapping his arms more tightly around her. "We'll be together forever."
In the darkness, her lips formed around the new English word. "Forever? Dan'iel, how long is 'forever'?"
Daniel's smile only widened, as much at her innocent question and the sound of her voice as at his own thoughts of their future together.
"Forever is a 'long' time, Sha're," he assured her quietly, comfortingly. "I'm not going anywhere. I love you," he said sincerely, leaning down to kiss her.
"I love you too, Dan'iel," Sha're replied when they pulled back from the kiss. Then once again she rested her head on his chest, and both fell back into a peaceful sleep.
The memory both saddened Daniel and made him smile through his tears. For several minutes he stared at the ceiling, thinking of her, remembering his favorite times from their life on Abydos before she had been taken, even if it had only lasted one brief year.
Finally he realized that he should really try to get back to sleep, if he wanted to be fresh for the mission in the morning. He closed his eyes and tried, but something kept nagging at his mind. Something told that something was wrong, or something would go wrong. Daniel tried to ignore whatever it was, but no matter how hard he tried, sleep eluded him for the rest of the night.
Amaunet stepped out of the rings as they deactivated, depositing her and an honor guard of jaffa on a small planet in the middle of nowhere, a hidden base underground base only accessible by rings, or the Stargate that loomed as the center of attention at one end of the main room. The room was huge, the rings at the other end, surrounded by crates of supplies, weapons, and other things. More serpent guards awaited her arrival. As soon as the light of the ring transporter ceased, the goddess pointed her attention to the jaffa most obviously in charge at this facility.
"My Queen," he bowed deeply. "The machine is still alone the planet, but the Tau'ri will undoubtedly send a team through soon, just as you suspected."
"Indeed, and more than likely it will be the infamous SG-1, part of which is the man we want," she replied, nodded. "Very good. Is the virus ready to be sent to earth?"
There the man hesitated. "A version of it ready, My Lady, but it still has a few flaws….Our scientists are still working-and quickly-to produce a better draft for you."
"There is no time," Amaunet stated quickly. "It must be sent before the humans come through the gate. If we miss them, we may not get another chance for a long while."
"But, My Lady," the jaffa faltered. "It is not entirely ready. In its present state, it might not work properly. It is prone to malfunction…"
"I said, send it!" Amaunet said loudly, her eyes flaring with the glow of the Goa'uld.
The man backed away hesitantly, bowing low. "Yes, my Queen." He turned to his men "Jaffa, Kree!" At the command, all turned to him, and he issued the order for the Stargate to be dialed.
A young lieutenant stuck on the graveyard shift in the control room looked up in alarm when suddenly the "Unscheduled Off-world Activation" signal went off. Who would be coming unscheduled in the middle of the night?
Seconds later, the gate activated, but the iris was already activated. The young man waited tensely, but nothing happened-no audio, video, or even text messages, and no impact sounds from the other side of the sealed metal barrier. By the time General Hammond arrived on the site, it had shut down again. The gate had only been active for a few seconds.
Nothing seemed to be wrong. It had just opened and closed again. What they didn't notice because of the lack of presence of more expertise, was the discrete signal that had been sent into their computer system from the Goa'uld base currently commanded by Amaunet. The unnoticeable virus that was to sit dormant until the next morning, when it would be needed.
O'Neill and Carter noticed immediately that Daniel looked tired the next morning when they gathered in the Gate room for departure. It took Teal'c a minute or so longer.
"Something wrong, Daniel?" Jack asked as the gate began to spin.
"Chevron One, encoded."
For a moment Jackson didn't reply, somewhat spaced out. Then he realized what O'Neill had asked him. "Huh? Oh. No, I'm fine."
"You sure about that?" Carter prodded. "You don't look so great."
"You do indeed look tired, Daniel Jackson. Are you certain you acquired enough rest last night?"
This time Daniel sighed. "No, I guess I didn't," he admitted. "I kind of hardly slept at all…"
"Chevron Five, encoded," came the voice from the control room.
"Should we scrub this and wait until tomorrow? Carter's right, you don't look so hot," O'Neill said sincerely.
Jackson shook his head. "No, it's all right, Jack. Let's go, I'll be fine."
"Chevron Seven, locked!" With those words, the Stargate whooshed open, spewing its deadly wave of particles as the wormhole formed, then collapsed back in on itself, leaving a shimmering, watery blue surface inside the huge gray ring of naquida.
Jack O'Neill look at open Gate, thought for a moment, then look back at Daniel and the rest of his team. "All right, if you say so, Daniel. Let's move out, campers."