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Jonas recoiled from the nightmare that had been haunting him. It was only lunchtime and he had fallen asleep at the desk he was working at.

He wiped a hand across his forehead and stretched his eyes making his brow wrinkle; he was tired and had made no head way on the translation. Sighing he picked up his copy of 'The Picture Of Dorian Gray' and headed for the infirmary to see Cassandra. She was recuperating after contracting a bad dose of glandular fever, a few of weeks ago, while at camp.

The corridors of the SGC were almost empty as most personnel were attending the memorial service for Dr Shelia Brice. Brice was a scientist assigned to SG8, who had been killed by Anubis's Jaffa while on a peaceful mission two weeks ago. She had been very popular with most on the base and her death had added to the SGC's declining morale; hers was not the first death they had, had to deal with lately.

Anubis always seemed to be two steps ahead of them and most thought that he had infiltrated base security; fingers were pointing and Jonas knew where.

He entered the infirmary, Dr Fraiser was at her desk, chewing at the pen she held, "I thought you'd be at the service?" Jonas said apologetically.

"No, I wanted to stay with Cassie, she had a bad night, again," she smiled.

Janet looked up at Jonas; he looks tired, she thought, I wonder if he's having problems sleeping too. She noticed the book in his hand, "she's sleeping at the moment, Jonas, do you want to come back later?"

"Yeah, I guess," he replied scratching the back of his head.

"Jonas," she touched his arm and smiled, "you know Cassie's illness is very common in adolescence and has nothing to do with her new 'abilities', don't you?"

He gave her a modest smile and looked down, "you know," she said, "I was getting bored, just eating my pen, you want a game of chess?"

The smile broaden, "are you challenging me, Dr Fraiser?"

"You bet ya, as long as you don't mind meld with me."

Jonas sighed and rolled his eyes, "Okay, as long as you don't do that thing with your nose."

"What thing?"

"The crinkly 'thing' when you think."

Janet covered her nose with her hand, "I do not."

Jonas nodded, "you do," and wrinkled his nose to show her, "it's kinda cute, off putting, but cute."

Janet blushed and they began and finished a very stimulating game.

Jonas laid his king down on the board and shook his head with amusement, "where did you learn moves like that?"

"At college," Dr Fraiser replied almost flirtatiously, "I was in the chess club," she let her head rest in her hands and smiled at him.

The Kelownan smiled back and they both let their thoughts linger for a while until Janet got up to check on Cassandra.

"I'll go grab a tea," he said heading for the door.

"Jonas, are you sleeping okay? It's just that Cassie's been having nightmares lately and I was wondering...?

"I've been sleeping fine," he lied.

Janet knew he was not telling the truth, he was a hopeless liar, "you know, if you need to talk."

"Yeah, I know," he answered back and went out the door.

When he got to the canteen it was heaving with dress uniforms, the service was over and a good number of the SGC were reminiscing over coffee and jelly doughnuts. Jonas flinched at the spiralling emotions that were flowing through him; he had to get away.

"You're not welcome here," said an irritated voice.

Jonas turned to see Captain Jardine, of SG8, glaring at him. He felt the man's fury and rage slam into his mind like an iron baseball bat as Jardine moved toward him and pushed him, hard, into the wall.

"Hey what's going on here?"

The two men looked toward Colonel O'Neill who had just stepped into the corridor.

Jardine answered him, "I was informing 'junior' here to obtain his beverage from elsewhere in the facility," and then he spat, "sir."

The Colonel looked between the men, "Jonas?" He enquired.

The Kelownan didn't answer him but looked to the floor, "okay Captain, dismissed, I'll see to 'Junior'."

Jardine saluted with attitude and walked back into the mess.

Jack saw that Jonas was shaking and breathing rapidly, something was not right. He leaned toward him, "don't touch me," Jonas said his face contorted with venom.

The Colonel stepped back, something in Jonas's eyes unnerved him, "Jonas," he said again.

"Stay away from me, Jack," he added, his voice deep and strained.

"Hey," O'Neill started but before he could finish he was thrown off his feet to the floor.

They looked at each other for a moment and Jack noticed a transformation in the young man's eyes, as the realization of what he had just done, hit home.

Jonas swallowed and stared at O'Neill, wide-eyed. He went to say something but thought better of it and backed away down the corridor before turning and running.

Teal'c and Sam found the Colonel getting to his feet; puzzled looks on both their faces. "I think Jonas has gone rabid on us," Jack said dusting himself down.

"Sir?" Sam asked.

Jack held his hand up, "we need to find him," he stated.

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Jonas went to his room. He flung the door open with such force that it shut again with a thud that seemed to echo around the SGC; but he didn't notice. He was elsewhere. He muttered inaudibly as he started to pound his palm against his head as if trying to free something trapped. He picked up a magic marker from the bedside cabinet and commenced writing hieroglyphs on the clean walls in a rapid scrawl.

Daniel knocked on Jonas's door, after hearing it crash against its surround, but got no answer. He tried again, still nothing, so he pushed the door open.

"Jonas?" He said watching the blue marker squeak with words against the wall.

The Kelownan ceased and turned to face him, muttering as he bashed his palm, once more, to his forehead, "Go, leave me. You, you're in my head, everybody's in my head. I feel you now, your hurt, the breaking of your heart."

He commenced thumping his heart with a fist, "I suffer your lost too, Dr Jackson, it's there, around you, clawing its way inside of me. I hear her name, 'Sha're, Sha're', and the tears you've wept at that very sound."

He backed away from Daniel, holding his hand out at arms length as if to ward off some evil spirit.

Jack, Teal'c and Sam arrived, "wow," Jack exclaimed seeing Jonas's walls, "nice look."

Daniel interrupted him, "Jack, Jonas isn't feel well, he says I'm in his head."

The Colonel took a step into the room.

Jonas stopped muttering and pressed himself closer to the wall, "no stay out, get out of my head!"

"Teal'c why don't you go and get Dr Fraiser?" O'Neill said not taking his eyes of the cowering figure of Jonas.

"Yes, yes," Jonas said, running his hand through his hair, "why not invite the whole SGC in here while you're at it. Why not invite SG9. You know what replays in their heads," he said pointing to his cranium, "the Augeans. You remember them, our newest allies, massacred by Anubis."

Jonas began pounding his forehead again, pacing the room, one eye cautiously on his colleagues. "Bodies, the ground thick with bodies, frozen with rigor in death's painful poses. Old, young, and children in their mother's arms, bows and arrows no match for Jaffa staff weapons. Flies, I can hear them, swarming, partying on the feast Anubis left them, so many flies, it's the heat, you know, the heat from the two suns.

"You remember their Mayor, Jack, what was his name? R-Rio-Riordan, yes Riordan. You remember how he had those bits of string tied round his fingers so he wouldn't forget any points he had to raise when he visited the SGC, do you remember?"

The Colonel nodded, looking at the others for support, "well, they nailed him to the temple, Jack, for us to find," Jonas continued, "and you know what? He still had a string tied around his index finger. What did he forget, do you think, to stop the Jaffa from coming through the gate?"

He began to laugh.

"Jonas," O'Neill said trying to soothe him, "we've all read SG9's report, we've.."

"No, you don't get it. I see it. I endure what Adkins, Shaw, Harper and Reeves saw and felt that day, when they went back through the stargate. I feel their emotions, here," he said pointing to his temple, "so strong, I can even smell.."

"Jonas," Sam said noticing the blood beginning to ooze from his nose, "you need to calm down."

"It's not just the Augueans, it's that kid Haynes, you know, the rookie, his first trip through the stargate, just a routine mission; boy, did we get that wrong. P3X-P3X-P3X1305 was inhabited, by, guess who, Anubis's Jaffa. I see everything Major Briggs saw. His team falling one by one and Haynes receiving the staff blast to the face. I hear his scream vibrate through my body, day after day after day."

"Okay, Jonas, enough," O'Neill marched into the room, determined to stop the Kelownan's outburst, grabbing him by the arm.

"I feel your pain, too, Jack," Jonas said his breathing becoming sporadic, "I see it, clear in my head."

"Jonas," Sam warned, trying to stop him from continuing.

"I hear the shot, I see your son's bedroom, I see..", Jack punched him square on the jaw and Jonas dropped to the floor.

Sam and Daniel stood still, not daring to move, not daring to breathe. Jack moved away from Jonas flexing his hand.

"Sir?" Sam went and stood by him.

"I only have one nightmare," O'Neill whispered, "and its mine. I can't comprehend what it would be like to share someone else's."

Daniel was helping Jonas to his feet when Dr Fraiser and Teal'c returned. She took one look at the Kelownan and said, "what the hell happened?"

It was Jonas who answered, "I, I fainted."

Janet looked doubtful, "let's get him over to the bed."

Jonas sat with his head in his hands; Sam explained what had happen, while Dr Fraiser examined him, "Jonas how long has this been going on?" She asked.

"A, a few weeks. People are in a lot of pain, emotionally, out there. They try and hide it but it's so intense, I think they need someone to blame and I'm the nearest thing to Anubis."

"These emotions you've been experiencing have they gotten stronger over these last few weeks?" Sam asked.

"Yes, I can't shut them out, I was able to before but now they thrust their way in without any warning, especially after the death of Dr Brice, there's a lot of hurt out there."

"There could be another reason," replied Sam.

The Colonel turned to face them all, "Okay Carter, I'll bite."

"Sir, we believe that Anubis has someone working for him inside this base."

Jack nodded.

"Well, when we were sweeping the base to check for bugs we picked up a low amplitude, almost background signal. The signal was too weak and intermittent to cause us any concern and we dismissed it as a naturally occurring anomaly. What if we were wrong? What if someone is using a device to tap into Jonas's brain, sending him the amplified emotions of the base?"

"And they would do that because..?" O'Neill asked.

"Because Jonas has a special talent for reading people, especially with his enhanced abilities, I bet he could find our infiltrator in no time."

"But not if he's being blocked?" Dr Fraiser added.

Sam nodded.

Jack looked sceptical, "could you track this 'device'?"

"I don't know sir."

"Daniel?" Jack said noticing he was studying the symbols on the wall closely.

"Jonas," Daniel asked, pushing his glasses to his nose and tapping the wall, "where did you get all this from?"

The Kelownan looked up his face was flushed, his hair damp, "I've been having this dream," then he added, "nightmare. I can't remember it clearly, just the symbols, streaming through my mind before I wake up."

"What is it Daniel?" Sam went over to where he was stood.

"They're all symbols for ancient earth cities," he pointed to a few, "Kish, Larsa, Mohenjo Daro, Babylon."

"And?" Jack was wondering.

"Maybe the Ancient's city is one of them," Daniel said excitedly, "Jonas, this 'dream' you've been having can you remember anything?"

Jonas shook his head then looking at Dr Jackson's eager face said, "I can try."

He closed his eyes as if meditating.

About a minute passed and all he could see was darkness. He concentrated harder, reaching the furthest depths of his mind, touching those things hidden in our twilight. He felt himself being propelled forward, time rushing through his consciousness like water, he then opened his mind's eye and saw his nightmare. He took a deep breath.

"Jonas?" Daniel asked.

"I'm on the planet," Jonas said but everyone in the room knew it was not him, his voice was different, the characteristics of his face had changed.

Jack looked across at SG1, confused.

Daniel continued, "what planet?"

"I do not know, it has not been named yet, shall I name it for myself, Ragnarok."

"Destiny of the gods," Daniel whispered, then, "did you use the stargate to get there?"

Jonas looked round at the room but was seeing the planet, he then smiled, "no I used my glider. We may not build a stargate here."

"What are you doing there?"

"Exploring, I am what you call an explorer. We scanned this planet a few days ago and found it uninhabited, I have been assigned to take soil and vegetation samples for analysis on my return," he replied indifferently.

"Return to where."

"My home world."

"Earth?"

Jonas laughed, "Earth is a minute speck in this great galaxy, inhabited by warring, small minded tribes who lack vision and leadership. My mother thinks they show great potential," he spat, "the planet is under her protector-ship. I believe they are not worthy of such an indulgence, they are such basic creatures, but the council disagreed and had a stargate erected."

"Did you erect the stargate on earth?" Sam enquired.

"No, the council and my mother, the great Oma Desala, did. Well, the earth creatures did, you don't expect superior beings, like ourselves, to do manual labour."

"No of course not," Jack added.

Jonas sighed, "Now I really must get on with my 'task', mother believes I am getting lazy, so she sent me to this forsaken wilderness to prove a point. You know there's only so much self-righteousness a person can take in one lifetime," he rolled his eyes for emphasis.

"There's a vast body of water here," Jonas continued, "I supposed I should collect a sample."

In his mind Jonas moved closer to the water, crouched down and put his hand in the liquid, "it's warm," he said, surprised.

There was movement in its depths making the surface twitch, "the water holds some sort of creature."

He peered down, determined to catch one in the receptacle he was holding. There was a flick of water and something began to choke him.

Jonas grabbed at his throat, his breathing obstructed. Dr Fraiser tried to remove his hands that were fasten around his own neck, so she could clear his airways. He fought her off, continuing to roll around on the floor, experiencing the Goa'uld parasite attaching itself inside of him.

He then got to his feet, his breathing solid, feeling the power surging through his body. He looked toward the distant horizon and his eyes lit up, "freedom," came the commanding voice from within him.

He then smiled, lips parted in treachery, eyes green with intent saying, "for both of us, my slippery friend, for both of us."

The room remained silent watching Jonas change back to himself, agony written on his face. He then began to throw up, "nice," O'Neill said looking towards Janet, "Doc?"

"Help me get him to the infirmary."

"No," Jonas replied, "I'm fine, really."

"I'm the one qualified to determine that," Janet replied.

"Jonas," Colonel O'Neill said tilting his head in the direction of the medical facility.

The Kelownan got, gingerly, to his feet, "yes sir," he whispered and Teal'c helped him down the corridor.

"Would someone get housekeeping in here," Jack shouted after them.

"Jack, I need to log these," Daniel said pointing around the room.

"All yours Daniel," O'Neill replied shaking his head.

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General Hammond looked into the faces of SG1, "Dr Jackson," he asked, "would you run that by me again."

"General," Daniel began, "we believe," pointing to Sam and Dr Fraiser, "that Jonas's 'nightmare' is actually a distant memory from Anubis's host."

"This Ragnarok?"

"Yes, which is a Northern Europe myth about the destruction of the world. It goes that Jormangand, the World Serpent, will come to shore, spitting his poison, and making the ocean flow on to the land. There will be this, this, last, great battle of the gods and the earth will sink into the sea."

"I like a happy ending," Jack said.

"But that's not the end, Jack, the legend goes on that over time the world will re-emerge and a new age begin."

"Daniel thinks, sir," Sam stated, "that the legend has its basis in fact."

"I'm all ears," Jack smiled.

"I believe that the World Serpent, in the myth, was Anubis and his host, Ragnarok, was an ancient. This would also mean that they were the first to be joined. It's the only explanation to how the Goa'uld escape their planet of origin and populated the rest of the universe. By what Jonas experienced, this joining was different, the Goa'uld and host became one being."

"Like the Tok'ra?" Asked General Hammond.

"Sort of General."

"What about this great battle?" Jack said.

"The great battle was between the system lords and the Ancients for control of, well, of everything."

"So it would be fair to say that all the system lords are Ancients?" Hammond inquired.

"No," Jonas said, "Anubis would never let others share the power of his host. He would of used lesser species to populate his armies."

"You mean us Jonas, don't you?" O'Neill replied.

The Kelownan nodded, "yes sir."

Dr Jackson continued, "the earth sinking into the sea, I believe that's our lost city."

Daniel began to hand out photographs of hieroglyphs that Jonas had scrawled on the walls, "It's a list of earths earliest cities, the one I've circled is the one I think we should be interested in."

Jack studied his picture, "Okay, Daniel the suspense is killing me."

"Atlantis, Jack, the lost city is Atlantis."

"Daniel if the Discovery Channel, didn't find it what hope do we have?" Jack began.

"We have Jonas and Cassie."

Jonas held his hand up in acknowledgement.

General Hammond sighed deeply, "but what about Anubis? If he is all that you say, how do we defeat him?"

"Knowing your enemy is half the battle to his defeat," Jonas said quietly.

"The system lords defeated him before, sir, we just have to find out how," Major Carter intervened.

"Major have you had any luck locating this device that's causing Mr Quinn to experience these amplified emotions?" The General asked.

"We're working on it sir, but we haven't been able to triangulate the signal yet."

"Well, I want you to keep trying, hopefully it will lead us to our mole and who ever's been killing our people. Jack, Jonas I want to see you in my office, the rest of you are dismissed."

The General walked into his neat and orderly office where the Colonel and the Kelownan followed him, "be seated gentleman," he said.

They both took respective chairs.

Hammond waited awhile, composing his thoughts then said, "Jonas, I've been speaking to Dr Fraiser and she's concerned about your health. Physically you're as fit as a fiddle but mentally, all this is taking its toll on you. I think it would be for the best if you rested for a few days.."

"Sir," Jonas began.

"Jonas," Jack interrupted, "when the General's speaking it's best to wait until he's finished before interrupting him, it's a stripes thing."

"Thank you Jack," Hammond continued, "We believe that Cassandra will be well enough, in a few days, to attempt another link with yourself to find the Ancient's city, in fact Dr Fraiser having trouble making her wait until then. Also the Colonel's told me about the hostility you've been experiencing from certain members of the SGC these last few weeks, so we've decided to post a guard on you at all times."

Jack motion to Jonas that it was okay for him to speak now.

"What about after we try to locate the lost city, sir?"

General Hammond and Colonel O'Neill exchanged looks, "Jonas," the General began, "because the safety of the base has become compromised and the threat that this has had to your health, we believe the best option open to us would be for you to go and stay with the Tok'ra."

"Only until you find Anubis's spy, sir?" Jonas said readily.

Again the Colonel and General exchanged looks.

"Is that an order sir," the Kelownan said his eyes downcast.

"I can make it one, son," Hammond replied softly.

Jonas went to say something when he stopped and started to shake, "Colonel," Hammond asked, dumbfounded.

O'Neill shrugged his shoulders as Jonas began to yell into a unseen radio, "Parker, head for the gate, dial us out, this place is crawling with Goa'uld. Brice, get your ass over here, now, we're under attack."

Jack noticed a shadow walk under the door of Hammonds outer office, "sir, you got anyone waiting out there?"

"Only Colonel Lewis, we're about to discuss SG8 reactivation."

They both looked at Jonas realising he was witnessing what had happen on P3X1300 and the death of Dr Brice. Just then Colonel Lewis walked in the office, "General, I heard shouting, is everything alright."

Jonas fell from his chair to the floor muttering something that sounded like, 'bitch'.

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Teal'c brought Jonas a tray the kitchen had made up for him and found the Kelownan studying over a large book, "I believe Dr Fraiser told you to rest Jonas Quinn," the Jaffa stated.

He took the tray gratefully and shrugged at the larger man, who closed the book.

"Do not make me tell your guard to keep you in your bed," Teal'c said.

Jonas slumped back onto his bed, beaten, "Teal'c.."

"I believe you would be best placed with the Tok'ra Jonas Quinn, this base is not safe for you and the Taa'ri cannot help your development further."

"Yeah," Jonas replied, "thanks for this," he said pointing at the food, then, "Colonel Lewis and General Hammond are good friends?"

Teal'c nodded, "Indeed, Colonel Lewis is godfather to one of General Hammond's grandchildren."

"And we never returned to retrieve, Dr Brice's body?"

"No, the Jaffa would have been waiting, do you know something Jonas Quinn?"

"I, it's, it's just flashes Teal'c, and a feeling," he put his head in his hands.

"Maybe if you got some rest the answer will come?"

"Yeah," and with that the Jaffa bowed and left.

Private Chapmen followed the kookie alien to the gym as his 'charge' wished to shoot some hoops. He watched as the Kelownan mentally bounced the ball around the court then hurled it at the hoop. Jonas was thinking and exercising his mind.

The static from his radio broke both their concentration. Chapman moved to the corridor to get a better signal.

He came back in after the transmission had ended and spoke to Jonas, "I have to go, there's been a development, someone's coming to relieve me, they won't be long."

Jonas nodded and Chapman closed the doors on his way out.

He felt their anger before they entered the gym. It hit Jonas like an approaching tidal wave stealing the breath from his body. There were two of them, balaclavas covering their features. He backed away toward the main entrance but heard that door shut as a third appeared from there; Jonas knew their intent before the first punch was thrown and he knew it was going to be bad.

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