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A/N…sorry about the delay…again…I got writers block, and essays and stuff….yadda yadda yadda!
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Daniel was the first, and only person awake as the sun rose the next morning, or so he thought. He only realised that he wasn't when he was startled out of his quiet reverie by a raspy voice.
"How are they?" she asked, joining him at the point where the bare rock that hid the cave opened from the small pathway to a precipice looking out over the valley below them. Turning away from the spectacular sunrise he had been admiring Daniel found himself looking directly into the shining yellow orbs of the lizard girl.
"Uh, okay I guess." The girl had melted into the background after waking Daniel, unsettled after Jack's startled shout. "They can't really remember anything though, which is…odd…" he refrained from pointing out that it could be good in the long run but stopped when he saw the puzzled frown on her face. "What?" He asked, curiously.
"Loss of memory is usually a sign that a particular drug has been administered…I can't remember what it is called but I've seen and heard them in the village. They only give it as a last resort…it can be dangerous…but it lowers body temperature, keeps the blood flowing, increases blood production."
"Oh."
"This may be why O'Neill and MajorCarter survived as long as they did." Daniel was startled once again as Teal'c appeared seemingly form nowhere and added his comments to the conversation.
"Argh! Is it national scare the archaeologist day today or something?"
"I do not believe that there is such a day in the tau'ri calendar, although there may be in other cultures in this galaxy." Teal'c replied calmly, with the barest hint of a smile, while the lizard girl chuckled openly.
Shooting a glare at the two aliens Daniel turned the new information – about the memory problems, not 'scare the archaeologist day' – over in his mind.
"We should tell Janet about this as soon as she wakes up." He suggested, following them as they came to the silent agreement that it was about time for some food.
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Jack glanced over at Sam and Jacob, the latter of which was alternating between grinning at 'his Sammie' and glaring at those responsible for failing to wake him during the night, despite the fact that his body could not have handled it.
The twenty hours, or so, of sleep had done them a world of good and Janet had agreed that they could get up and move around a little, as long as they were careful.
Looking around he spied one person in particular and decided that he owed it to her to go and talk to her a little. Who new, maybe he was getting soft in his old age…maybe he was just curious.
He pushed himself reluctantly to his feet, resisting the urge to grimace and curse.
Despite being more or less completely healed by Selmak he, and Sam, had found that very possible muscle ached – no screamed – in protest when they moved and, on top of that his knees were in bad shape…worse shape. Limping over to the subject of his attention he eased himself onto the floor, sighing in relief when he could finally relax.
"I hear you pulled some pretty spectacular stunts out there for us." He said nonchalantly. 'Green' as he had dubbed her in his mind simply shrugged.
"I owed you one." Was her simple reply.
"Yeah, well thanks, anyway." He told her. Looking up at the sincerity in his voice she studied his face for a moment before nodding slightly before turning her gaze back to the reed basket se was weaving.
"They explained to you about your memory loss?" she asked quietly.
"She asked quietly.
"Yeah." He replied, picking up a runaway reed and fidgeting with it.
"Then you are not letting on to something. If you really had lost your memory then you could not know what had happened to you that you can be so grateful for." She told him, giving him a reproachful look.
"Doh." He muttered softly. Daniel and the others had assumed that their memories had just been left with a blank space but it wasn't. That supposed blank space was filled with impressions, feelings, sensations…pain, humiliation, some more pain, hatred, pain, love, pain, rage, pain and agony. An endless, consuming flood that haunted his thoughts in the same way that things such as Iraq, Charlie's death and Ba'al did. He grappled with the concept as he tried to explain this to 'Green'. "Feelings. Impressions." Was all he managed before his voice gave way.
Green nodded silently, showing her understanding. They sat for a few moments longer before Jack visibly shook himself out of his stupor and turned to her with a half grin on his face.
"So, invisible huh?" In reply Green shot him a smile and blinked her transparent eyelids, disappearing suddenly. Jack looked startled for a moment but grinned, seeing the reeds still deftly weaving themselves into a basket. "Sweet!"
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"Lets go, Campers!" Came Colonel O'Neill's sharp orders they stood, ready to go.
Jack and Sam had been fitted out with tough leather, moccasin style shoes that had been roughly made out of the abundance of hides the lizard girl had cured from the animals she hunted (their combat boots had been taken off when they had been crucified). They now also had a P-90 each, and a Zat gun, part of the little equipment that had been brought by the rescue team, form earth.
In the week that Sam, Jack and Jacob had been recovering and regaining their strength 'Green' as she had now been affectionately nicknamed, had gone scouting for them, returning with information on the whereabouts and numbers of Jaffa and they had devised a simple plan, that involved Green going in and taking out the Jaffa guarding the gate, allowing for a quick run at the gate.
There were 12 Jaffa left…there had been more but four had fallen to sg1 at the beginning of the mission, while others had grown too old or had incurred the displeasure of 'The Voice'.
At any given time four or five were guarding the 'gate, four were off duty and the rest were guarding the voice and 'enforcing the law' in the village.
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It was a slow walk down out of the cave as they took it slowly and steadily to reduce the risk of problems on the part of the two Airforce officers. When they finally reached an area near the Stargate the four humans and the Jaffa stopped four a five minute break whilst Green carried on ahead, silently blending into the background. At the five-minute mark the rest of the group followed her, stealthily making their way to the edge of the clearing where the Stargate stood.
Even as they watched they saw the final two guards suddenly fall to the ground in quick succession, the glint of metal the only hint that their assailant stood there. They had not seen as their three companions had been taken out, hidden in their supposedly secret positions. With barely a glance in their direction green automatically typed in the address that Daniel had taught her.
Silently waving the team forward Jack led them out to the gate, even as it engaged and Sam sent the signal from her borrowed GDO. They were barely out of the cover of the trees when Staff fire erupted from the other side of the large clearing, all of it directed at the still invisible Green.
The methodical fire pattern was intended to cover and area in the hopes of getting their camouflaged target.
SG1 reacted instantly, firing blindly at the place where the staff fire was coming from, hope swelling in their chests as the frequency of the fire dwindled to nothing.
That hope died, however, as a final shot rent the air and a squeal of pain echoed in the night air. They watched in horror as 'Green' reappeared in their vision, a few wisps of smoke, re-enforcing her scream.
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