A/N:: Okay... this is PaRt TwO. It's not as ...amusing... as the first chapter, but I got a good plotline going on.... :D
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PART TWO
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Jack's memory wasn't perfect by a long shot. He was older than he'd like to admit and they say memory is the first thing that goes so the team came to a full throttle stand-still while Jack staired dumbly at the gate trying to remember the co-ordinates.
The only thing that came to his mind were numbers. 3, 4, 6, 2, 9, 12. He pondered on them for a while trying to remember.
"This is hopeless!" O'Neill barked to his agitated teammates, "I can't remember what little symbols it was!" He groaned, rubbing his hand against his forehead.
"Didn't Daniel teach you something? To help you remember what symbols they were?" Sam asked. "Didn't he? I think he did. I uh, ...I can't remember." She slumped down and sighed, swiping at a thin blond strand of hair trying to disrupt her vision. "What time is it?"
"Uhh..." Jack looked to his watch, "Three O'Clock." He paused looking up at the gate. 3... 4... 6... 2... 3'oclock. 4o'clock. "YES!" Jack grinned, slapping his side.
Teal'c raised an eyebrow, Sam looked confused and Jack dialed the co-ordinates.
The gate whooshed to life and Jack beamed.
"Okay," Hammond said appearing behind them, "Go find our boy."
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Daniel yawned, streching out further on the chair. He looked to the ceiling of the diningroom which was enthusiatically painted as a mock of Michelangelo's Sistine Chapel. It was beautiful, each stroke of paint there for a reason down to the last drop.
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The chandeleir above the long maple-wood table was large, larger than most but not the largest, with a brass spider-like design and shimmering blue diamonds that sent the light from the stain-glass windows dancing across the walls. The diamonds had a look about them, some that Daniel was reminded of, but couldn't quite put his finger on.
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"Are you enjoying your meal?" Nartach, thumbing through his red-wine napkin, haulted for a second to regard his guest with deep green eyes.
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"Yes," Daniel replied, "It is very good, better than I've had in weeks you know."
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"Yes I know," Nartach replied, "Baldesh can be very cruel sometimes."
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Daniel raised his head to look Nartach in the face and opened his mouth, then suddenly closed it and looked away.
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Nartach seemed amused by this bashfulness.
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"Tell me what is on your mind human," Nartach ordered.
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"I'm not supposed to be here."
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"What do you mean, human? You've been here all your life! What makes you think you need to be somewhere else?"
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"I don't know. Some bigger purpose. I keep having these flashes of me in another life."
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"Oh well, I don't know then. You'll have to ask Baldesh about that if that's how you really feel."
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"Thankyou."
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"You are welcome. You may be excused now, Baldesh is returning soon and you need your sleep for I know he'll have you working on that machine of his."
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"Yes."
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"I do hope you get well soon."
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"Thankyou Nartach."
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As soon as Daniel was out of range, Nartach picked up the phone and waited impatiently.
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"Demois," Nartach muttered frantically, "Daniel is beginning to remember, you must increase his dosage of X before he remembers too much! And you know how Baldesh feels if one of his new toys gets destroyed... Yes, thankyou Demois."
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Nartach hung up the phone and sighed.
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Daniel can't remember. Any of this. If Daniel knew what he was really making for Baldesh... the consequences could be fatal...
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PART TWO
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Jack's memory wasn't perfect by a long shot. He was older than he'd like to admit and they say memory is the first thing that goes so the team came to a full throttle stand-still while Jack staired dumbly at the gate trying to remember the co-ordinates.
The only thing that came to his mind were numbers. 3, 4, 6, 2, 9, 12. He pondered on them for a while trying to remember.
"This is hopeless!" O'Neill barked to his agitated teammates, "I can't remember what little symbols it was!" He groaned, rubbing his hand against his forehead.
"Didn't Daniel teach you something? To help you remember what symbols they were?" Sam asked. "Didn't he? I think he did. I uh, ...I can't remember." She slumped down and sighed, swiping at a thin blond strand of hair trying to disrupt her vision. "What time is it?"
"Uhh..." Jack looked to his watch, "Three O'Clock." He paused looking up at the gate. 3... 4... 6... 2... 3'oclock. 4o'clock. "YES!" Jack grinned, slapping his side.
Teal'c raised an eyebrow, Sam looked confused and Jack dialed the co-ordinates.
The gate whooshed to life and Jack beamed.
"Okay," Hammond said appearing behind them, "Go find our boy."
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~*~*~*~*~*~
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Daniel yawned, streching out further on the chair. He looked to the ceiling of the diningroom which was enthusiatically painted as a mock of Michelangelo's Sistine Chapel. It was beautiful, each stroke of paint there for a reason down to the last drop.
-
The chandeleir above the long maple-wood table was large, larger than most but not the largest, with a brass spider-like design and shimmering blue diamonds that sent the light from the stain-glass windows dancing across the walls. The diamonds had a look about them, some that Daniel was reminded of, but couldn't quite put his finger on.
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"Are you enjoying your meal?" Nartach, thumbing through his red-wine napkin, haulted for a second to regard his guest with deep green eyes.
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"Yes," Daniel replied, "It is very good, better than I've had in weeks you know."
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"Yes I know," Nartach replied, "Baldesh can be very cruel sometimes."
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Daniel raised his head to look Nartach in the face and opened his mouth, then suddenly closed it and looked away.
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Nartach seemed amused by this bashfulness.
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"Tell me what is on your mind human," Nartach ordered.
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"I'm not supposed to be here."
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"What do you mean, human? You've been here all your life! What makes you think you need to be somewhere else?"
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"I don't know. Some bigger purpose. I keep having these flashes of me in another life."
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"Oh well, I don't know then. You'll have to ask Baldesh about that if that's how you really feel."
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"Thankyou."
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"You are welcome. You may be excused now, Baldesh is returning soon and you need your sleep for I know he'll have you working on that machine of his."
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"Yes."
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"I do hope you get well soon."
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"Thankyou Nartach."
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As soon as Daniel was out of range, Nartach picked up the phone and waited impatiently.
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"Demois," Nartach muttered frantically, "Daniel is beginning to remember, you must increase his dosage of X before he remembers too much! And you know how Baldesh feels if one of his new toys gets destroyed... Yes, thankyou Demois."
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Nartach hung up the phone and sighed.
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Daniel can't remember. Any of this. If Daniel knew what he was really making for Baldesh... the consequences could be fatal...
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