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She had been led to a large structure made of metal and trees, sort of like a mechanical treehouse. Inside was nice enough, but definitely a bachelors place. As Jerel puttered in the kitchen, C.J. pulled out the communicator.
Jerel had walked to the door and observed Christianna doing what looked like talking to herself. "Hi, this is C.J. I have approached the council, including explaining what and who the goa'uld are. No! I think it was the right decision; they needed to know what they were up against. I have no idea what they will decide. I get the distinct feeling that some of their council already knew and were hoping it didn't get out. No, I don't know what they were offered for selling out their own people. Sorry, I get emotional as a human. Yes, I will contact you if there are any new developments. I am staying here tonight, then will hear their decision tomorrow. I understand." She closed the device and put it away in a large pocket.
She turned to Jerel, "I was speaking to my friends. They needed to be updated on what was going on." She said calmly. He looked surprised, "How did you know I was here?" he asked. "I am part of a security detachment, with full military training. I knew the moment you were there." She smiled at him. He looked a little shocked now. "Our women stay at home raising our children." He smiled as she frowned. "Yuck, I'm not moving here, Just letting you know in advance." She made a face, and he laughed at her, liking her more and more. Getting serious again, Jerel looked at her sadly, "Do you really believe that some of my people knew about the symbiotes before our meeting?" She nodded, "I'm positive. The goa'uld probably used the half truth of extended life, but forgot to mention the bad side of possession." He nodded thoughtfully, then put it aside for later thought. "Are you hungry?"
That night she was resting, thinking about Daniel, about to drift off to sleep when she heard the faintest noise. It was the scrape of a boot on the floor. She slid silently out of her bed, a weapon in her hand, and stood beside the door. As the intruder tried to sneak in she took her foot and dislocated their knee making them cry out loudly in pain, then took them down on the ground, knee in the middle of their back. "Can I help you?" she asked sweetly "The God Lord Manam is going to kill you!" he shrieked. She shoved the weapon he had dropped across the floor. Lights came in throughout the house and a disheveled Jerel stood looking at the scene before him in shock. "Abran? What were you trying to do?" C.J. pulled the moaning man's head up by the hair. "He was going to try to kill me. Now that isn't very polite." She tapped his head on the hard floor, knocking him out. "If you have any kind of law enforcement you need them to come and get this guy." She stood up and brushed off her hands. Only then did she realize she was practically naked, bra and underwear only, and Jerel was trying to gobble her down with his eyes. "Excuse me." 'Men.' She rolled her eyes. She walked to get her robe, and covered herself. He shook himself and went to make the call.
After the law enforcement had taken the unconscious man away Jerel was watching C.J. pace back and forth. He walked in front of her, causing her to stop. Placing his hands on her shoulders he gently pulled her to him. C.J. shook her head and stepped back. "I'm sorry Jerel, I am in a relationship with a man back on my planet." He nodded regretfully, "My loss." He kissed her cheek and went back to his rooms. She shook her head and went back to hers, missing Daniel enormously.
The next day found her clad in ceremonial white, waiting in the speaking center quietly while discussions went on all around her. Finally a tired Jerel banged a ceremonial book on the table. "Are we agreed?" There were nods from the council. He turned to C.J. and made his request. "We want to know what your space faring race can offer in defense for our planet." He asked formally.
"I am empowered as Ambassador to offer protection against the goa'uld. This would be an unending treaty with only one caveat. If you are called to help a world with lesser technology that is in need, you do so without question. In the treaty you will be promised protection at all times, and your assistance will only be for aid. There will be no sharing of technology or weapons required, or indeed, desired. That is all ladies and gentleman. I await your decision." She stood and watched the faces around her. Jerel looked at the council, noting each nod on a pad in front of him. He stood and looked at C.J. "Agreed."
"I will be back in one of your hours with the treaty for you to read and an introduction to my friends." C.J. touched the item in her pocket and disappeared in a flash of light.
Back on Freyr's ship she sat down with a sigh. "This is harder than I thought. By the way, there was a clumsy attempt on my life last night." Freyr looked as surprised as she had ever seen. "Are you injured?" it asked. She shook her head. "No, as a security officer I am well prepared to protect myself." Freyr nodded, "You have done well C.J. Davis."
It handed a large paper to her with the treaty printed on it, then they both transported to the speaking center. There were gasps as the people took in the alien beside her. She bowed to the assembly and spoke. "People of J'erel, may I present the great warrior Freyr of the Asgard." There were surprised cries in the crowd and Jerel rose. "We have been taught about the Asgard being the Protectors in our founder legends." There were nods from others in the crowd.
Freyr spoke, "Greetings people of J'erel. I greet you in the name of the Protectors, another of the names we are called. I am authorized to sign this treaty with you. My duty is also to notify the System Lord, Lord Manam, that you are part of the protected planets, and if he doesn't wish to die, he will respect your wishes." Freyr's hand glowed and a symbol appeared on the treaty. Jerel walked over and held his hand over the document and another symbol appeared. With that wild cheers broke out. Freyr reached out, miraculously making a second copy of the document and handing it to Jerel who took it solemnly.
Jerel nodded to the man who had scanned her the day before and he walked to stand in front of her. Grinning and with proper ceremony, he handed her the scanner. "We present this as a goodwill gesture and a Thank You for your assistance." C.J. was delighted; this would make Janet very happy.
"We must leave now." Freyr said. I looked at Jerel and he nodded and we disappeared.
C.J. sighed with relief. "I'm done, right?" Freyr nodded. "You want to see Daniel Jackson?" it asked curiously.
"More that anything in the universe." C.J. smiled.