Chapter 9
Jenna was back on task trying to recall what she had been running from on Kheb. She knew very well that the only way for her to figure out what happened and reverse it would be to remember and the quickest way for her to do that was to figure out what had been in her living room with her. She looked at that shimmering spot of memory on her recreated couch. Every time she even glanced at it she felt the fear begin to build, warning her against remembering whatever it was she apparently had wished to forget. The fear just seemed so unreasonable to her because though things scared her she'd always been able to confront them.
This fear she felt was so unnerving. It felt almost conditioned.
Trying to shake off her fear, Jenna instead tried focusing on the memory of her running. She sat down on the thick green carpet and crossed her legs, placing her hands on her knees. Closing her eyes, she slowed her breathing going into a deep meditative state then imagined herself running.
It was dark and there were trees all around her. The only sound was of her breathing and of her passage as she tore through the foliage. She had to hold her arms before her protecting her face as low hanging branches slapped against her body. Still running she glanced back and saw the angry blue light of her pursuer as it maintained the same distance it had from the start. Does it suspect? She'd kept running until she broke out in to a clearing and toward the DHD for the stargate. Once there she had begun the dialing sequence for Earth but stopped short of activating the wormhole.
She'd turned back around, backing up to stand in front of the gate, and waited for the light to approach her. It had stopped a few meters from her as if hesitating then resumed forward quickly slamming into her body. Jenna remembered the breath escaping from her lungs and her arms going out with the impact. She fought to contain the entity as it worked at overwhelming her. The last thing that she saw was the Tok'ra Vanell, having come out from wherever it was he had hidden, at the DHD. He'd met her eyes for an instant, as if to be sure, before activating the wormhole. Jenna felt the rush of air an instant before being engulfed in the energy wake of the neutrinos as the wormhole was formed. Her last thoughts before she died were that at least she would be this creature's last victim.
Jenna opened her eyes and tears began to flow as she began to mourn her own death. There would be no going back to her body. She sat there for a while then wiped her tears away. Although she was technically dead, it didn't explain her presence here within Sam's body. Then she remembered that Sam had recently come back from a mission through the wormhole. Could the wormholes have crossed paths on the way to Earth? Although Jenna had excelled at wormhole physics, she hadn't finished the class so everything was still speculation. Somehow the part of me that survived, my energy or soul, must have been sucked into the wormhole. I must have crossed some sort of dimensional barrier at the exact instant that Sam's energy reassembled itself passing through the event horizon.
Jenna thought about the various possibilities, in the end though, she concluded that how she came to be in her current circumstance didn't matter. She knew what she had to do. Resigned to her fate, Jenna stood up and prepared to contact Sam to inform her of her situation and that she would leave her body immediately and let nature take it's course. She stopped short, staring at the shimmering image on the couch and watched as it began to solidify and take form. The light, coming from what she now recognized as the same creature that had chased her and had taken several lives on Kheb before she had volunteered to stop it, began to take the shape of a woman draped in robes from head to toe.
She turned her head towards a shocked Jenna and began to speak. "I am Ama Desala, and you will not contain me again." Then Ama Desala launched herself at Jenna.
The power that flowed from Ama Desala overwhelmed Jenna as the creature dug its fingers into her shoulders. Jenna lashed out with her own mind as she grabbed a hold of the other's wrists, trying to force the creature back. She was finally able to yank Desala's hands from her and push her away. Desala was on her again instantly, clawing and shrieking trying to tear Jenna apart.
Jenna knew that if this kept up much longer she would lose and Sam would be next. Diverting as much attention away from the assailing creature as she could, Jenna created a little box and poured all the knowledge she had of this creature and what it had done into it and sealed it so that it would be released after what she had to do next. That accomplished, Jenna did the only thing she was able to do. She grabbed a hold of Ama Desala as the entity continued to claw at her and forced them both out of Sam's mind and body.