Title: Culmination
Summary: The day comes full circle and circumstances come to a head.
Author: jacksrubberduckie
E-mail: jacksrubberduckie@yahoo.co.uk
Rating: PG-13 cos I'm erring on the side of caution.
Category: Drama, Suspense.
Season/Spoilers: None
Warnings: Implications of death.
Archive: The Bath Tub (www.jacksrubberduckie.tk)
Disclaimer: Any character or plot device you recognise isn't mine. I borrowed them shamelessly and promise to return them in the condition I found them in. More or less... :)
Author's Notes: Finally! It's taken me about two weeks but I got here in the end. Forgive my indulgence but I feel the need to say thank you to all the following people for reasons they know; Tricia, Ruth, Jack, Steph, Aud, Claire, Erin, Wendy, Ses, G, Annie, Yllek, Sabine, Gem and Ali. Feedback would make my day.
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He's standing there grinning from ear to ear, ready to gloat and enjoying every minute of his 'glory'. He may be a psychopath but he's still a Goa'uld.
There's a spark in his eyes as he speaks that has nothing to do with the normal glow favoured by his kind. "You have done well Tok'ra. Unfortunately I have tired of this game."
"You know it's rude to ignore people." I try not to groan out loud and instead try, undoubtedly in vain, to will Jack to keep his mouth shut for once. We're right back to where we started bringing our day full circle.
"Is that so human? Is it not also rude to interrupt others? Maybe you need to be taught respect."
Our 'host' looks at the bolt still protruding for Jack's abdomen and smiles wrapping a hand around it. "Does this wound cause you pain?"
Jack carefully keeps his expression neutral, "Not really, it's just a nick."
The Goa'uld looks at him mock intrigued. "Curious." He then pulls the bolt out in one movement clearly amused by Jack's accompanying groan of pain. Sam winces in sympathy.
The blood flows faster now the wound has had its plug removed. Jack grabs the handkerchiefs left discarded and presses them against his wound before leaning back against a boulder.
Apparently bored with Jack now our 'host' turns back to the rest of us ignoring him. "Now what shall I do with you? So many ways to end life, some more interesting than others." He looks us over for a minute and then summons two of the Jaffa and barks an order in Goa'uld. He tells them to return to the ship and retrieve one of the side arms.
They walk a little way from the gate then stop and one of them presses a crystal on his wrist to activate the ring transport.
I catch a glimpse of movement out of the corner of my eye, it's Jack reaching for his knife.
Time to distract the Goa'uld. "You promised me that should we make it here alive you'd set us free."
"And you were foolish enough to believe that I would keep my word?" He laughs.
Jack pulls himself up much faster than I'd expect him to be able to and plunges the knife into the back of our 'host's neck. The Goa'uld roars his displeasure as Jack sinks back down to the ground. Teal'c lunges at one of the two remaining Jaffa making a grab for his staff weapon and manages to knock him out.
His comrade takes aim and fires just as Daniel whacks him across the back of the head with a rock. The blast misses Teal'c by inches.
I pull out our GDO whilst the Goa'uld and his Jaffa are out cold and Sam dashes to the DHD to dial home. We can't waste any time, the other Jaffa will return any minute and we need to get Jack back to Earth ASAP. Teal'c covers us whilst I punch in the code and Daniel helps Jack to the gate.
We're gone leaving the Jaffa to find their master and no doubt put him in a sarcophagus.
We emerge through Earth's stargate and are descended upon by a medical team.
Finally Selmak and myself can get the rest we've needed all day.
Summary: The day comes full circle and circumstances come to a head.
Author: jacksrubberduckie
E-mail: jacksrubberduckie@yahoo.co.uk
Rating: PG-13 cos I'm erring on the side of caution.
Category: Drama, Suspense.
Season/Spoilers: None
Warnings: Implications of death.
Archive: The Bath Tub (www.jacksrubberduckie.tk)
Disclaimer: Any character or plot device you recognise isn't mine. I borrowed them shamelessly and promise to return them in the condition I found them in. More or less... :)
Author's Notes: Finally! It's taken me about two weeks but I got here in the end. Forgive my indulgence but I feel the need to say thank you to all the following people for reasons they know; Tricia, Ruth, Jack, Steph, Aud, Claire, Erin, Wendy, Ses, G, Annie, Yllek, Sabine, Gem and Ali. Feedback would make my day.
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He's standing there grinning from ear to ear, ready to gloat and enjoying every minute of his 'glory'. He may be a psychopath but he's still a Goa'uld.
There's a spark in his eyes as he speaks that has nothing to do with the normal glow favoured by his kind. "You have done well Tok'ra. Unfortunately I have tired of this game."
"You know it's rude to ignore people." I try not to groan out loud and instead try, undoubtedly in vain, to will Jack to keep his mouth shut for once. We're right back to where we started bringing our day full circle.
"Is that so human? Is it not also rude to interrupt others? Maybe you need to be taught respect."
Our 'host' looks at the bolt still protruding for Jack's abdomen and smiles wrapping a hand around it. "Does this wound cause you pain?"
Jack carefully keeps his expression neutral, "Not really, it's just a nick."
The Goa'uld looks at him mock intrigued. "Curious." He then pulls the bolt out in one movement clearly amused by Jack's accompanying groan of pain. Sam winces in sympathy.
The blood flows faster now the wound has had its plug removed. Jack grabs the handkerchiefs left discarded and presses them against his wound before leaning back against a boulder.
Apparently bored with Jack now our 'host' turns back to the rest of us ignoring him. "Now what shall I do with you? So many ways to end life, some more interesting than others." He looks us over for a minute and then summons two of the Jaffa and barks an order in Goa'uld. He tells them to return to the ship and retrieve one of the side arms.
They walk a little way from the gate then stop and one of them presses a crystal on his wrist to activate the ring transport.
I catch a glimpse of movement out of the corner of my eye, it's Jack reaching for his knife.
Time to distract the Goa'uld. "You promised me that should we make it here alive you'd set us free."
"And you were foolish enough to believe that I would keep my word?" He laughs.
Jack pulls himself up much faster than I'd expect him to be able to and plunges the knife into the back of our 'host's neck. The Goa'uld roars his displeasure as Jack sinks back down to the ground. Teal'c lunges at one of the two remaining Jaffa making a grab for his staff weapon and manages to knock him out.
His comrade takes aim and fires just as Daniel whacks him across the back of the head with a rock. The blast misses Teal'c by inches.
I pull out our GDO whilst the Goa'uld and his Jaffa are out cold and Sam dashes to the DHD to dial home. We can't waste any time, the other Jaffa will return any minute and we need to get Jack back to Earth ASAP. Teal'c covers us whilst I punch in the code and Daniel helps Jack to the gate.
We're gone leaving the Jaffa to find their master and no doubt put him in a sarcophagus.
We emerge through Earth's stargate and are descended upon by a medical team.
Finally Selmak and myself can get the rest we've needed all day.