Martouf woke up, oh what a most disturbing dream. He'd dreamt...he couldn't remember, something about a girl. Ah well no matter, things seemed very silent in his room, there was something missing, he just couldn't quite put him finger on it. Suddenly he reaslised, Lantesh was gone, he jumped awake this wasn't his room, how had Lantesh been removed, this wasn't his body, since when had he been a girl?!

Martouf heard a woman calling to him, "Elisa, time to get up for school." He was called Elisa, no, he was called Martouf. He stumbled out of the bed to find a woman shouting at him.

"I told you to get up 15 minutes ago, now we're going to be later. Get dressed quickly," the woman said and pointed to a pile of clothes. Martouf walked over to the clothes, what the hell was this? He picked it up, he better figure out what was happening and soon. It seemed that his conscientious had been transferred into a different body, there were four main questions on his mind, how, why, where was he and what was he going to do about it. He couldn't go through this day, he'd have no idea what was happening, maybe if he managed to smash his head, he could claim that his memory had been effected.

Martouf hastily got dressed, Jacob had once described something like this, he called it a... Martouf searched for the word. Kilt, he'd called it a kilt, this appeared to be a type of uniform, all in green. Maybe this area was very green and it was good for camouflage. This body didn't seem to be older than 16, perhaps she was still in education.

As the woman came into the room and turned her back he hastily took a breath and smashed his head against a cabinet. The pain, relief in the blackness that followed.

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Elisa sat in the room, she wanted her home back, she wanted her body back. They had said that she could return home soon, she could see they had no idea how this had happened, they seemed as shocked as her. She wondered what they were, I mean they had to be aliens and sometimes they all addressed each otehr by different names. She had seen some of their eyes glow, it was freaky, their voices kept changing.

Elisa was sitting there quietly contemplating the situation when the man from early, who had told her to mind her language came around the corner.

"We have to talk." He said, "you know this much and you're going to have to use the stargate to get home so you may as well be told, I'm Jacob." He sighed and bowed his head as she had seen many of the other 'Tok'ra' so since she arrived. His head lifted and his eyes glowed, "I am Selmak," the deeper voice said. Elisa was slightly shocked, there were two minds in there? Suddenly, Selmak seemed to be addressing Elisa, but not Elisa, he was addressing someone called Lantesh. She had heard this name earlier. Was this body like him? Two minds?

The man, Selmak was talking to her again, "Is it OK if Lantesh shares his memories with you, it'll work both ways. He has been keeping your minds separate for now. It will save us all time. Beware, even after you return to your own body you'll retain his memories and he'll retain yours. Also you will retain memories of his previous hosts, including the former owner of this body." He explained.

Elisa heard a voice in her head she supposed that this was Lantesh. "All will be fine, we will find a way to get you back to your own body. Don't worry," Lantesh had never really been good with 'children'. "I guess it's ok." She replied.

Elisa was bombarded with memories, she could see it all, my God, there were some things she could sense Lantesh was holding back. She knew, she knew what the Goa'uld were, she saw what Lantesh looked like, dear lord, he was inside of her. She saw many people with blonde hair, women, she felt the feelings that went with them. Two words stuck in her mind, two words to sum up the life times, the memories, "Jolinar, Sam..." She whispered.

Selmac sat watching. It was Martouf, nothing was different except the manner in which he sat. Yet in this body was a 15 year old girl from Earth, quite amazing. The fact that this girl whispered, "Jolinar, Sam..." showed that she had the memories, so Lantesh had decided to share all of his memories, not just those to do with the Stargate.

Elisa could sense Lantesh going through her memories, 'I do not mean to intrude I only wish to see your experiences of the culture of Earth. To understand better.' Elisa smiled mentally, 'this may not help you as much as you might hope, I'm English, she's American. Two very different cultures, almost like the Goa'uld and Tok'ra although not to such extremes.' She explained while showing him memories of her life, he seemed shocked. He could hear riffs circling her mind noise at first but then he saw them as she did. 'I would like to hear this music when next I visit Earth,' Lantesh commented.

"When can I go home?" Elisa asked, suddenly.

"Very soon, I expect, all we're waiting for is permission from the high council, I can see no problems," the deeper voice replied.

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