AN: I hope you noticed no romance on the themes of this one. They might have a relationship but they are back at work. I can make them professional!
Chapter 2 We are NOT Goa'uld!
When Jack came to, he was lying on an extremely narrow bunk, in what could only be a prison cell. He'd been in worse. This room was clean, dry, a reasonable temperature and with a comfortable level of lighting. A bit like the infirmary, but without that 'hospital' smell.
Teal'c was sitting on similar bunk next to his. Jack wondered how he had managed to keep his large frame on the bunk at all.
"Hey, Teal'c, you been awake long?"
"No, O'Neill. I have only been conscious for 8 minutes."
"How long we been out?"
"Seven hours."
"Wow, strong zats."
"Although the effect is extremely similar, I do not believe that our attackers used Goa'uld technology. Also, I must draw your attention to the presence of a guard in this room."
Jack sat up. Daniel and Sam were still out cold on the other two bunks lined up against the opposite wall. The wall by Jack's bunk had a window high up in it. There was also some sort of toilet there. Behind Teal'c's bunk, a guard sat near the door. Jack stood up and walked towards the guard.
"I'm sure there has been some kind of mistake here." He began, then Teal'c grabbed his arm.
"Do not proceed, O'Neill, there is a force field between us and the door."
Jack stopped and called out to the guard. "Look, there's been a mistake here. We're not Goa'uld."
"You will be interrogated shortly. You would be well advised to be silent until then."
Jack put up his hand to protest and obviously caught the force field that Teal'c had warned him about. "Shit," he cried, waving his hand about, "That was hot!"
"I did inform you of its presence, O'Neill." Teal'c didn't sound sympathetic. "You expect Daniel Jackson to heed your advice."
"No, I tell him. I stopped expecting him to heed anything years ago!"
No good talking to the monkey, better wait for the organ grinders. Jack remarked silently to Ashmel.
Be careful, Jack. Ashmel warned Jack, silently. The boy sensed my presence. And probably that of Teal'c's Prim'Ta.
How do you think he did that?
I'm uncertain. He may be a host, but I sensed no presence in him. It may be as with Major Carter, he may have been a host in the past.
Oh, crap!
Just then, Daniel began to moan and move about. Jack and Teal'c were quickly by his side. "Careful, Daniel, the bunk's kinda narrow. Don't fall off."
"Zats?"
"Teal'c says close, but no cigar. Stronger. We've been out of it for hours."
"They think we're Goa'uld!" Daniel remembered the boy's words.
"Looks that way. Carter's stirring." Unlike Daniel, Major Carter didn't move much as she woke up. Something warned her that the bed she was lying on was too narrow to roll over on.
"Hey." She still sounded sleepy. "Is everyone okay?"
"You are the last to awaken, Major Carter. I do not believe any of us have sustained any injuries."
"What about my hand?"
"That was your own fault. And there does not appear to be any lasting damage."
"Tell Captain Elm that they are awake." At the sound of Carter's voice, the guard had stood up and knocked on the door. He turn to SG1. "You will now be interrogated."
It seemed like it only took a few seconds for the door to open and a group of five soldiers to enter the room. One appeared to be in charge and he walked over to a panel near the force field and put the palm of his hand flat against it. There was a hiss and a smell of ozone.
"You," he pointed at Jack with his other hand, "Step through. The rest must stay here."
"And if I don't?"
"You may all stay in this room until you rot, for all I care. It will go better for you, if you do not waste my time." So, Jack stepped through the barrier. The guard lowered his hand off the panel. The hiss sounded again. "The barrier is programmed to recognize hands, so don't get any ideas."
Jack was marched into another room, where he was sat in a chair and restraints were fastened around his arms, legs and waist. The five soldiers left and soon a man who appeared to be an officer entered the room.
"Why have you come here?"
"We are explorers. We seek information and technology to help us in our war against the Goa'uld."
"Do not attempt to deceive me. You are Goa'uld. We know of you and your ways and we have ways to defeat you." He then called out, "Bring in Ash and his father."
Jack recognized the boy and his father from the stargate plaza.
The boy's father spoke to the officer. "Thank you, Captain Elm." He then addressed Jack. "I am Rowan. We drove you kind away just thirty four years ago. Now all the Jaffa are dead. There were no more Prim'Ta to give them, when the ones they had matured. We use our technology to defeat you, but you Goa'uld still insist in coming back every few years for hosts. My son, Ash, was captured three years ago. A parasite invaded his body, but it died and Ash escaped and came back to us. Now my son can warn us when Goa'uld arrive. He can feel the parasite you carry, even when your voice doesn't give you away. He is also aware of the immature parasite your companion holds in his belly."
"Whoa," Jack started, "It's true I carry another creature within me, but it's NOT a Goa'uld, Ashmel is a Tok'Ra. I carry her willingly and gratefully."
"These CREATURES are not gods. They are parasites that take our children and turn them into our enemies."
Let me speak to them, Jack. Ashmel the said out loud, "I am not a god. I have never claimed to be a god and I fight with all my skill against the Goa'uld System Lords and those who insist that they are gods. It is true that we come from the same species as Goa'uld, however we escaped from them many hundreds of years ago. We do not force anyone to become a host, we blend only with those willing to share their lives with us."
"Ashmel has given me a lot in return, my health, my life .... I owe a great deal to her."
"You are deluded. You owe this creature ... this parasite nothing. It has filled your mind with such ideas only to enslave you." Jack noticed that the boy and his father had gone. He was alone with Captain Elm.
"I am NO-ONE'S slave! I fight the Goa'uld in any way I can and if that means hosting one of their sworn enemies, then that's okay by me."
"Be silent! You are Goa'uld and you will tell us what we want to know! What are the symbols for your world? Where have you come from?" Jack realized that Elm was holding a straight stick, about a metre long. He recognized it - a Goa'uld pain device! Elm pressed it against Jack's chest and activated it. The pain spread out from his chest and flowed like a shock wave, through every part of his body. His back arched against the restraints, as Jack clenched his teeth to keep from crying out loud.
Then, as suddenly as it had started, it stopped. Completely. To Jack's amazement there was none of the residual pain and weakness he had come to associate with the use of the contraption! He felt fine as soon as Elm deactivated it.
Are you okay, Jack? Ashmel could sense Jack's confusion.
Yeah, I was expecting it to be a lot worse, that's all. It's not like a Goa'uld pain device usually feels.
That's because it's not a Goa'uld device, Jack. It looks like it and works a bit like it, but it's not Goa'uld in origin.
Like the zat. Well, I think I could take this all day, but it still hurts like crazy while it's on, so excuse me while I fake it a little.
"Jonathon O'Neill, Colonel, United States Air Force, 69-4-141"
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When Jack was returned to the holding cell, Teal'c was taken in his place. Jack pretended to be in pain until the guards left. To his satisfaction, the guard by the force field left them as well.
"Are you okay, Sir? You've been gone a while."
"I'm fine, which is a mystery. They're using a thing that looks like a pain stick thingy, but like those zats, it's not quite the same."
"Stronger, Jack?" asked Daniel, with a worried look on his face.
"No, it's kinda less persistent. The pain stops real quick. I don't think they've done much in the way of interrogating, because, well, they're not very good at it. But the bad news is that they think that we are Goa'uld and want the 'gate address. I don't think they will just let us go."
After a while Teal'c was brought back and to SG1's surprise, Daniel and Sam were taken together.
They were taken out of the detention building and back to the Stargate plaza. It was still full of people.
Captain Elm gave them their packs back and spoke to them both. "You are free. I give you your belongings, but obviously not your weapons. You do not have to serve the Goa'uld any longer. We can tell that your parasite is died, Ma'am," he told Sam, "Now you can go anywhere you wish through our portal. Go back to your families and let them rejoice at your safe return." He turn round and walked away, leaving Daniel and Sam at the edge of the Plaza. They could see the Stargate over the heads of the crowd.
"They're just letting us go? This doesn't make sense, Daniel." Sam whispered.
"Let's not look a gift horse and all that. It'll only take one of us to tell General Hammond what has happened. I'll go and you hang around here to see what you can find out. Maybe you'll be able to spring them."
"This could be a trap, Daniel. They're probably watching us."
"But I'll be through the 'gate and surely you can lose yourself in this crowd."
"Yeah, but they could watch to see what address you dial up."
"Okay I'll go via M4C-862, you know with those pesky light bugs."
"No, they might be too hostile. Try P8X-987, Hanka, Cassandra's home planet. There's no-one there now. It should be safe for you and if anyone follows you."
"Good idea. Although these people think we're their enemy, they aren't our enemy. I sure don't want to get anyone hurt."
"Your GDO in your pack?"
Daniel checked one of the easily assessable pockets. "Yeah."
"Don't get it out until you're on Hanka."
"Okay. Good luck." With that, Sam doubled back while Daniel headed towards the 'gate.
Suddenly, the crowd in the Plaza disappeared. There only people there were Daniel, standing by the DHD; Sam, walking quickly towards one of the exits; and about 20 soldiers around the perimeter of the plaza, all pointing zats at them.
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Chapter 2 We are NOT Goa'uld!
When Jack came to, he was lying on an extremely narrow bunk, in what could only be a prison cell. He'd been in worse. This room was clean, dry, a reasonable temperature and with a comfortable level of lighting. A bit like the infirmary, but without that 'hospital' smell.
Teal'c was sitting on similar bunk next to his. Jack wondered how he had managed to keep his large frame on the bunk at all.
"Hey, Teal'c, you been awake long?"
"No, O'Neill. I have only been conscious for 8 minutes."
"How long we been out?"
"Seven hours."
"Wow, strong zats."
"Although the effect is extremely similar, I do not believe that our attackers used Goa'uld technology. Also, I must draw your attention to the presence of a guard in this room."
Jack sat up. Daniel and Sam were still out cold on the other two bunks lined up against the opposite wall. The wall by Jack's bunk had a window high up in it. There was also some sort of toilet there. Behind Teal'c's bunk, a guard sat near the door. Jack stood up and walked towards the guard.
"I'm sure there has been some kind of mistake here." He began, then Teal'c grabbed his arm.
"Do not proceed, O'Neill, there is a force field between us and the door."
Jack stopped and called out to the guard. "Look, there's been a mistake here. We're not Goa'uld."
"You will be interrogated shortly. You would be well advised to be silent until then."
Jack put up his hand to protest and obviously caught the force field that Teal'c had warned him about. "Shit," he cried, waving his hand about, "That was hot!"
"I did inform you of its presence, O'Neill." Teal'c didn't sound sympathetic. "You expect Daniel Jackson to heed your advice."
"No, I tell him. I stopped expecting him to heed anything years ago!"
No good talking to the monkey, better wait for the organ grinders. Jack remarked silently to Ashmel.
Be careful, Jack. Ashmel warned Jack, silently. The boy sensed my presence. And probably that of Teal'c's Prim'Ta.
How do you think he did that?
I'm uncertain. He may be a host, but I sensed no presence in him. It may be as with Major Carter, he may have been a host in the past.
Oh, crap!
Just then, Daniel began to moan and move about. Jack and Teal'c were quickly by his side. "Careful, Daniel, the bunk's kinda narrow. Don't fall off."
"Zats?"
"Teal'c says close, but no cigar. Stronger. We've been out of it for hours."
"They think we're Goa'uld!" Daniel remembered the boy's words.
"Looks that way. Carter's stirring." Unlike Daniel, Major Carter didn't move much as she woke up. Something warned her that the bed she was lying on was too narrow to roll over on.
"Hey." She still sounded sleepy. "Is everyone okay?"
"You are the last to awaken, Major Carter. I do not believe any of us have sustained any injuries."
"What about my hand?"
"That was your own fault. And there does not appear to be any lasting damage."
"Tell Captain Elm that they are awake." At the sound of Carter's voice, the guard had stood up and knocked on the door. He turn to SG1. "You will now be interrogated."
It seemed like it only took a few seconds for the door to open and a group of five soldiers to enter the room. One appeared to be in charge and he walked over to a panel near the force field and put the palm of his hand flat against it. There was a hiss and a smell of ozone.
"You," he pointed at Jack with his other hand, "Step through. The rest must stay here."
"And if I don't?"
"You may all stay in this room until you rot, for all I care. It will go better for you, if you do not waste my time." So, Jack stepped through the barrier. The guard lowered his hand off the panel. The hiss sounded again. "The barrier is programmed to recognize hands, so don't get any ideas."
Jack was marched into another room, where he was sat in a chair and restraints were fastened around his arms, legs and waist. The five soldiers left and soon a man who appeared to be an officer entered the room.
"Why have you come here?"
"We are explorers. We seek information and technology to help us in our war against the Goa'uld."
"Do not attempt to deceive me. You are Goa'uld. We know of you and your ways and we have ways to defeat you." He then called out, "Bring in Ash and his father."
Jack recognized the boy and his father from the stargate plaza.
The boy's father spoke to the officer. "Thank you, Captain Elm." He then addressed Jack. "I am Rowan. We drove you kind away just thirty four years ago. Now all the Jaffa are dead. There were no more Prim'Ta to give them, when the ones they had matured. We use our technology to defeat you, but you Goa'uld still insist in coming back every few years for hosts. My son, Ash, was captured three years ago. A parasite invaded his body, but it died and Ash escaped and came back to us. Now my son can warn us when Goa'uld arrive. He can feel the parasite you carry, even when your voice doesn't give you away. He is also aware of the immature parasite your companion holds in his belly."
"Whoa," Jack started, "It's true I carry another creature within me, but it's NOT a Goa'uld, Ashmel is a Tok'Ra. I carry her willingly and gratefully."
"These CREATURES are not gods. They are parasites that take our children and turn them into our enemies."
Let me speak to them, Jack. Ashmel the said out loud, "I am not a god. I have never claimed to be a god and I fight with all my skill against the Goa'uld System Lords and those who insist that they are gods. It is true that we come from the same species as Goa'uld, however we escaped from them many hundreds of years ago. We do not force anyone to become a host, we blend only with those willing to share their lives with us."
"Ashmel has given me a lot in return, my health, my life .... I owe a great deal to her."
"You are deluded. You owe this creature ... this parasite nothing. It has filled your mind with such ideas only to enslave you." Jack noticed that the boy and his father had gone. He was alone with Captain Elm.
"I am NO-ONE'S slave! I fight the Goa'uld in any way I can and if that means hosting one of their sworn enemies, then that's okay by me."
"Be silent! You are Goa'uld and you will tell us what we want to know! What are the symbols for your world? Where have you come from?" Jack realized that Elm was holding a straight stick, about a metre long. He recognized it - a Goa'uld pain device! Elm pressed it against Jack's chest and activated it. The pain spread out from his chest and flowed like a shock wave, through every part of his body. His back arched against the restraints, as Jack clenched his teeth to keep from crying out loud.
Then, as suddenly as it had started, it stopped. Completely. To Jack's amazement there was none of the residual pain and weakness he had come to associate with the use of the contraption! He felt fine as soon as Elm deactivated it.
Are you okay, Jack? Ashmel could sense Jack's confusion.
Yeah, I was expecting it to be a lot worse, that's all. It's not like a Goa'uld pain device usually feels.
That's because it's not a Goa'uld device, Jack. It looks like it and works a bit like it, but it's not Goa'uld in origin.
Like the zat. Well, I think I could take this all day, but it still hurts like crazy while it's on, so excuse me while I fake it a little.
"Jonathon O'Neill, Colonel, United States Air Force, 69-4-141"
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When Jack was returned to the holding cell, Teal'c was taken in his place. Jack pretended to be in pain until the guards left. To his satisfaction, the guard by the force field left them as well.
"Are you okay, Sir? You've been gone a while."
"I'm fine, which is a mystery. They're using a thing that looks like a pain stick thingy, but like those zats, it's not quite the same."
"Stronger, Jack?" asked Daniel, with a worried look on his face.
"No, it's kinda less persistent. The pain stops real quick. I don't think they've done much in the way of interrogating, because, well, they're not very good at it. But the bad news is that they think that we are Goa'uld and want the 'gate address. I don't think they will just let us go."
After a while Teal'c was brought back and to SG1's surprise, Daniel and Sam were taken together.
They were taken out of the detention building and back to the Stargate plaza. It was still full of people.
Captain Elm gave them their packs back and spoke to them both. "You are free. I give you your belongings, but obviously not your weapons. You do not have to serve the Goa'uld any longer. We can tell that your parasite is died, Ma'am," he told Sam, "Now you can go anywhere you wish through our portal. Go back to your families and let them rejoice at your safe return." He turn round and walked away, leaving Daniel and Sam at the edge of the Plaza. They could see the Stargate over the heads of the crowd.
"They're just letting us go? This doesn't make sense, Daniel." Sam whispered.
"Let's not look a gift horse and all that. It'll only take one of us to tell General Hammond what has happened. I'll go and you hang around here to see what you can find out. Maybe you'll be able to spring them."
"This could be a trap, Daniel. They're probably watching us."
"But I'll be through the 'gate and surely you can lose yourself in this crowd."
"Yeah, but they could watch to see what address you dial up."
"Okay I'll go via M4C-862, you know with those pesky light bugs."
"No, they might be too hostile. Try P8X-987, Hanka, Cassandra's home planet. There's no-one there now. It should be safe for you and if anyone follows you."
"Good idea. Although these people think we're their enemy, they aren't our enemy. I sure don't want to get anyone hurt."
"Your GDO in your pack?"
Daniel checked one of the easily assessable pockets. "Yeah."
"Don't get it out until you're on Hanka."
"Okay. Good luck." With that, Sam doubled back while Daniel headed towards the 'gate.
Suddenly, the crowd in the Plaza disappeared. There only people there were Daniel, standing by the DHD; Sam, walking quickly towards one of the exits; and about 20 soldiers around the perimeter of the plaza, all pointing zats at them.
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