Branches
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To borrow a phrase: SG-1, Star Gate and Alias no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?

Cassi had a hard enough time keeping Teal'c from plummetting to the ground faster than she was without keeping track of the two CIA agents somewhere below them. Her telepathic powers were not designed to use as radar detection, and so she had only a vauge idea of when they would splatter onto the earth. Teal'c became increasingly heavy as he picked up speed and as her parachute exploded open, she moved him closer to herself to keep better track of him. The wind whistled past her ears and blasted at her face. She slowed their fall even more as she spotted what looked like corn. Slower....slower......they were almost floating. Then they landed. Rather abrubtly too, for it seemed to Cassi thta the ground had suddenly materialized from nowhere. She made sure Teal'c had landed without injury, but as her chute fell all around her like a homicidal blanket, she realized she'd hit her head........

"Cassandra. Are you awake?" Cassi winced and sat up. Teal'c had bundled the chute into a pillow for her. They hadn't moved from their landing spot, in a field of corn.
"Ooo...I hope not!" she replied.
"You have injured your head" Teal'c informed her.
"What gave you that silly idea?" Teal'c had been around humans long enough to know he shouldn't answer. Cassi groaned and stood up. Teal'c was seated to her left and she could tell by the bent stalks where he had landed. She felt around her head and found the tender bumb thta was the evidence of her bad landing. She suspected Teal'c had already tended to it, so she dropped her hands and surveyed their surroundings.
"We're not in Kansas anymore, Toto"
"Who is Toto?" Cassi frowned at her friend.
"Never mind" she replied, "C'mon" She gathered her back pack and led him to a small road that seemed to stretch straight to the horizon in both directions. She nodded to their left, which was north, and they started walking.
"We're not in Spain anymore" she told Teal'c after an hour or so of walking.
"Neither are we in Kansas. Where, then, are we?" he asked, peeking at her from the corner of his eyes. He knew she must be starving but she said nothing and indeed had a smile on her face. He expected her to start whistling any moment.
"I'd say we're in France" she said instead, "There's a village up ther" she told him, pointing.
"I see nothing"
"Neither do I, but I can hear them" she made a face, "The French are noisy" So they continued on.
She was right. After another hour of walking they reached the outskirts of what seemed to be a small rural village. An old man passed them with a cart of leafy greens as they entered the town and tipped his hat at them. Cass smiled and said "Bonjour!" They continued on into the small village. They seemed to be on the main street. Houses and store fronts were packed together. They moved onto the sidewalks as an old truck puttered by. The early morning light was hard at work buring away the last of the morning coolness and people started emerging onto the streets.
"There!" Cass exclaimed, pointing at a colorfully painted house at the end of the street, on the other side of the square. There was a sign hanging above it, but Teal'c couldn't read it as it was in French.
"A bed and breakfast. Perfect" Cass told him and glanced at her watch, "It's just about breakfast time" They continued on and a little bell rang as they entered. There was no counter or anything, just a foyer with a little old man dusting a vase. He looked surprised to have customers so early, but smiled kindly none the less.
"Bonjour, Monsieur, Madame! (hello, sir, ma'am!)" he said brightly.
"Mademoiselle" Cass corrected him, "Avez-vous une ouverture? (Do you have an opening?)"
"Oui, mademoiselle, oui! Un ou deux? (Yes, ma'am, yes! One or two?)"
"Un, ci vous plait! (One please)"
"Oui, oui! Suivez-moi. Vous etes americain, non? (Yes, yes. Follow me please. You are american, no?)" The man led them through a sitting room to a small room, probably a former pantry, which had been converted to a small office. An older woman sat at the desk filling out some paper work by hand.
"Peux je presenter mon espouse, Claire Marie. Ces jeunes voudraient une salle, chere. (May I introduce my wife, Claire Marie? These young people would like a room, dear)"
The old woman smiled just as kindly as her husband had and she and Cass soon had their arrangements made. Cass rummaged in her pack and drew out her father's credit card.
"Your father said to use the card only in an emergency, Cassandra" Teal'c objected. The elderly couple stopped and looked at him expectantly. They obviously didn't understand English and were waiting patiently.
"Look, Teal'c we need somewhere to stay and I need some food" She let him in on the demands her stomach was making. He was surprised she hadn't said anything before, the pain was quite intense. He nodded his agreement and she handed the card to the old woman.
"Jock O'Nee-ill?" she asked, looking at Teal'c.
How are you at forging? Cass asked in his head while at the same time she said,
"Mon pere (my father)" with a polite smile. The woman nodded and finnished swiping the card. When Cass had signd, the old man said he would take them to their room.
"Vous avez-aucun bagage? (Have you no baggage?)" he asked as they started up the old set of stairs. Teal'c wondered if everything in France was old.
"Non, il a ete vole de nous, et notre guide a abandonnes, exterieur juste de ville. (No, it was stolen from us, and our guide deserted us just outside of town)" she told him. He reached the top of the stairs and opened the door to their room.
"Suc me bleu! Est-ce que je dois appeler la police? (Oh my! Shall I call the police?)" he asked alarmidly as they surveyed the room.
"Non, non!" Cass answered quickly, "J'appellerai ma soeur. Elle et son mari viendront. (I'll call my sister. She and her husband will come)" The mad nodded obligingly.
"J'irai faire le petit dejeuner. Il sera pret en vingt minutes! ( I will go make breakfast. It will be ready in twenty minutes!)" The old man closed the door behind him.
"Thank god!" Cass said as she flopped on the bed. Teal'c raised an eyebrow but was used to the expression.
"What did he say?" he asked. Cassi was getting somewhat pale.
"He's going to make breakfast" she answered and had her backpack float to her. Teal'c took his hat off and studied the village out the window. There was nothing untoward so he turned back around. The room was circular, the top floor of a turret like part of the house. The bed was very large and draped in curtains, which were pulled back at the moment. A stand with a lamp and phone stood on either side, a chest of drawers with a mirror mounted on the wall behind it. There were tapestries hanging on the stone walls and there was only one door.
A grunt from Cassi drew his attention. She was struggling with the plating on the bottom of the phone. She was using a screw driver to pry it off. Finally, it sprang off and clattered to the florr. She pulled some wire out of her pack and fiddled with the electronics. When she was apparently satisfied with that part of her work, she unscrewed the covers of a the reciever and began making alterations to those.
"What are you doing Cassandra?" he asked. She took the wire out of her mouth.
"We hae to contact Bristo and Vaughn. I don't have a walkie-talkie, so I'm refitting this phone to work on the right frequency." she answered rather testily. Teal'c knew she was just tired and hungry. He watched as she continued changing the mechanics of the phone to suit her wishes. A polite knock on the door had her leaving her work and collecting the tray the kind old man had brought them. Though Teal'c was somewhat hungry, he allowed Cassi to eat most of the meal by herself. When she was done, she went back to work. ANother few minutes later, she put all the plating back on and plugged it in. She clicked it a couple of times, and then put the reciever to her ear.
"Bristo?" she said quietly, "Vaughn?" Teal'c could not hear what the CIA agents replied, but he was sure they had.
"We're at a bed and breakfast in La Petite Lorain, so I don't think we're far" She paused and listened.
"Yes, we are close. We'll meet you in five hours"
"You require sleep, Cassi O'Neill" Teal'c warned her. SHe gave him an exasperated look but didn't argue.
"Ten hours then" she corrected and waited for confirmation. When she got it, she hung the phone up. Three minutes later, she fell off into sleep.