Author's Notes: Well, this is it! This has been such a fun process, and I hope you all really have enjoyed the story. As I said before, I think some of you really wanted to see a Bailey smackdown, and even though that isn't the case, I think the story still ends in a positive, if slightly melancholy light. Anyway, thanks for reading and for all the wonderful reviews! You've made my first Stargate SG1 story a really great experience!
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Jack knocked heavily on the door. "Yo! Daniel!" He called through.
The door swung open, and Daniel waved the rest of SG1 into his office. He himself went back to his computer, where he was reading a recently-published journal article.
"Is it time for the de-briefing?" he asked absently.
"We're just coming by to make sure you're on time." Jack answered.
Daniel gave Jack a look, his brow furrowed, and gathered his folders and reports.
"Daniel?" Sam queried as they made their way to the briefing room.
The archaeologist turned his head and raised his eyebrows, indicating she should continue.
"I was wondering," she began, "what made you go into the temple that night?"
"I remembered what the dreams were." Daniel answered simply.
"You did?" it was more of a statement than a question, inviting him to expound.
"The morning Jack found me in the underground room," Daniel explained, "I think I was... a conduit. The Asguard device gave me a warning; we were never supposed to open the tomb. That's what all the hidden chambers and riddles were for: it was meant to be a prison."
"And the dreams were the manifestation of that warning?" Sam questioned.
Daniel nodded. "The gould was long dead, but if someone had gotten there fifty years ago, maybe..." he left the thought unfinished as they entered the briefing room and took their seats.
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Half an hour later, Daniel was once again at the front of the room, flipping through a slideshow. Finishing up, Daniel turned the lights in the room back on, and pulled stapled packets of paper out of one of his folders.
"This," Daniel began, handing out the papers, "is a copy of a journal article, published by Drs. Harrison Bailey, III, Otto Farber, Bernadette LaVoie, Kurt Pendry and Elena Vadillo. It makes mention of the temple as the only known shrine to the demoness Lamashtu, and largely credits Dr. Bailey with unlocking its secrets. It's gotten fairly significant attention from the archaeological community, as previously untouched sites are rarely come across these days." Daniel lectured. "It notes the lack of more substantial writing as being a tribute to 'she who erases.' It does not mention the network of tunnels nor the grey stones that served as keys to various sections of the construction." Daniel returned to his seat next to Sam. "Since we saw to removing any artifacts with gould symbols, took all the discovered keys, and the network and tomb itself was destroyed, it's a high probability that no one outside the SGC, save Dr. Bailey, will ever be the wiser regarding their existence."
"And we have reasonably guaranteed that this Dr. Bailey won't come forward with what he knows?" General Hammond asked.
"Yes, Sir." Daniel answered. "He's received great acclaim for the site, which is what I think he may have been after in the first place. His career has been sufficiently resurrected, and he was given portions of the notes Sam and I took to add to him further credibility. That alone should be good enough for a few more journals."
"Besides which, Sir," Sam added, "according to Daniel's report, I don't think he ever really did understand what he was seeing. He never came into contact with the goa'uld; he only saw the sarcophagus, and he left before the energy barrier was activated."
General Hammond nodded and closed the folder in front of him after placing all the materials inside. "Thank you, Dr. Jackson." He looked around at the team around him. "Well, SG1, your next assignment is P77-539. We'll have the briefing at 0700 tomorrow, and you should be ready to embark at 0830." the general stood. "If there are no objections, you are dismissed, and I'll see you all tomorrow morning."
He was responded to with a chorus of "Thank you, Sir".
Jack and Sam also stood as the general left. Jack tapped his fingers on the briefing room table and looked around at his team.
"Pie?" He asked, moving toward the door himself. Sam and Teal'c followed, presumably to the commissary, as Daniel gathered up the spread of papers in front of him.
The last thing he placed in his folder was his own printout of the journal article. He knew it to be his own copy, as he had attached a yellow post-it with the contact information for Dr. Kurt Pendry. Daniel picked up his folder and left the room, jogging slightly to catch up with the rest of SG1.