The council room was very sober as everyone gathered. The Council itself stood on a small platform in the center of the room and the rows of chairs facing it were filled with the important members of the resistance.

The room seemed to be unnaturally somber and subdued, but that was no surprise. Everyone felt the grief on this day. The seven council members at the table all wore black robes, and sat in silence.

After a minute George Hammond rose to his feet, his robes rustling slightly. "Order." He called out softly.

The room soon lapsed into silence. "As you all know," George began, "today is the day we honor our fallen heroes that gave their lives to save ours. Because on this day, ten years ago, the greatest of them sacrificed their lives to save us from a Goa'uld attack."

He paused for a minute, and swallowed. "Colonel Jack O'Neill, Major Samantha Carter, Dr. Daniel Jackson and Teal'c. SG-1. We honor their sacrifice by continuing to fight the Goa'uld as they did."

George paused again. "But I fear, now we face the greatest threat to our survival. Our intelligence reports that the Goa'uld are setting up a base on a planet that is within striking distance to here. It seems they know of our presence. Councilor Selmac . . . "

Jacob stood, but his voice was the strangely disembodied voice of his Tok'ra companion. "Thank you, High Councilor." He said to George, before turning to the people seated in front of him.

He began to discuss the importance of the base and explain the details of the Goa'uld presence to everyone. As he did, Catherine began to fidget in her seat in the audience. "You have to speak to the council." Cassie said in her ear.

Catherine turned to her older sister and sighed. "I know." She whispered back.

"We have only two choices: To flee once again, or destroy the base before it is finished." Selmac finished.

"Go!" whispered Cassie.

Catherine stood up. "Forgive me, Council, but I believe I have another solution to our problem."

"Dr. Jackson, the Council will here you speak." George said.

Catherine took a deep breath. "Thank you, High Councilor." She said. "The problem I speak of, however, is not just the location of a new Goa'uld base. The problem is the one we all know and fear: that we are loosing the war with the Goa'uld."

She paused. "But there is an answer to this. The reason we are loosing is because we only began to really fight when it was too late. The Goa'uld already had a foothold within striking distance of Earth."

"The Council knows this Dr. Jackson." Selmac said.

"Yes, Councilor." Catherine said. "I believe I have a way of getting rid of them."

"How?" George asked, surprised. "We have no large armies to fight them, and the allies we have are weakening."

"By going back in time, so that the SGC can stop them before they get that stronghold."

"Going back in time? There is no definite way of judging how far back you will travel." This time it was Janet who spoke, from George's right.

"I believe I have the answer to that." Said Cassie, as she stood up beside her sister. "If we send a power surge through the gate from a small generator, we should be able to simulate the effects of a solar flare and therefore send someone back in time."

"Colonel Fraiser, are you sure? This seems dangerous." Councilor Rya'c said levelly.

"No more dangerous than attacking a Goa'uld base." She said.

"Have you any volunteers to help you in this?" George asked.

"Scott O'Neill has volunteered to help me set up the generator and Dr. Catherine Jackson has volunteered to go through the wormhole." Cassie said.

"Very well. The Council will deliberate on your plans." George said. "The Council is now in a closed session."