Author's Note: Sorry this one's late, I kept forgetting to post it. Sorry. Thanks to all those who did review, I hope you continue to enjoy and R/R.

Summary: As the SGC mounts a rescue operation to get Jesse back, what other reasons might there be? And will it be too late for Jesse?

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Chapter Seven:

Rescues and Ulterior Motives

Jesse tried to keep his balance as the Lieutenant continued to pull him through the amazing machine. But, in the end, he fell into the man's arms and used his broad chest to keep from falling onto the ground upon exiting the wormhole.

The moment Jesse knew his feet were back on real ground and his entire body was out of the wormhole, the shinning blue light disappeared before his eyes. With its middle gone, Jesse could see beyond the Stargate. Out there were trees. Hundreds of thousands of trees that surrounded the metallic circle.

With a violent shove, the Lieutenant spun Jesse around until he was facing him. Jesse could then see the ten other people waiting for the two arrivals. They all looked a lot like Teal'c: muscular, tall, had broad shoulders, something tattooed onto their foreheads, and gave him the same strange feeling in the pit of his stomach. He wished that it would go away but, with all the people around him causing it, the feeling only intensified.

One of the men, who was dressed in loud, clanky armor and held a long stick Jesse assumed was a weapon, walked up toward the pair. The moment his feet hit the stone steps, a familiar noise emanated from his walking. The noise, Jesse recognized, was the same he had heard coming from one of the realities the mirror had showed him. No wonder his father had been so urgent about switching the mirror to another reality.

The man took a hold of the young teenager, grabbing an arm in his one strong hand. Jesse knew that struggling against the man would have been futile: he was too big and strong for him to even imagine being a match for and thus he wouldn't bother trying.

"Jaffa, kree. Bi'bo Tau'ri nai Ha'tak."

Jesse listened to the words come out of Lieutenant Jones's mouth but didn't understand a word of them except "Jaffa" and knew he was now dealing with the Gou'ald. That he was their prisoner. And at their mercy. Something he had been told by his father could never happen. But it had.

"Kel'sha." Jesse barely heard the reply but felt himself being pushed somewhere. Somewhere away from the Lieutenant with the strange voice and toward somewhere else: somewhere with Jaffa and Gou'ald.

Jesse was forced further into the forest and to where five trees formed into a circle. The minute the two stood in the center of it, strange rings came out of the ground and engulfed them. Once the rings reentered the ground, Jesse found himself, not in the forest, but in a room covered in gold. All over the walls, hieroglyphs spelled out many stories. Of what, he didn't know.

Without considering Jesse's curiosity, the guard roughly pulled him out of the room and down a long, golden hall. The walls, too, were engraved with hieroglyphs. Again, the meanings eluded him, but it was something to think about rather than what his fate would be. Rather than what the two had discussed.

He was brought to a cell, almost five meters by five meters. The guard savagely shoved him inside and allowed the cell door to close. Jesse looked up from his spot on the ground and watched the door slide closed.

Bowing his head in defeat, Jesse sighed for knew that he wouldn't get out. It was useless to try; he didn't know how to get back to the forest with the Stargate. Even if he could get there, he didn't know how to work the 'gate. He would have to wait. Wait for what? He didn't know. Perhaps rescue. Perhaps death. Or, perhaps, nothing.

**SGC, Briefing Room**

"So, what's been going on around here that I missed?" Jacob asked as he, Sam, Jack, Daniel, Teal'c, and General Hammond all worked their way into the briefing room.

"Well, about six years ago on P3R-233, Daniel accidentally stumbled onto a mirror that can send you to other realities. It was shipped to Area 51 for further study. Then, about a week ago, an unauthorized activation of the mirror was reported. Security was then tightened. Four days ago, that security discovered a young boy who had used the mirror."

Sam paused there, looking to the other members of her team for help. "Ah, he said he was sent through to save him from the immediate threat of Gou'ald invasion," Daniel finished, leaving out the more interesting part.

"And, this boy, how old is he?" Jacob asked, confused and pressed for time.

"Fourteen," Jack answered without looking up from his doodling. Looking up, he saw that Sam was giving him a strange look. Shrugging at her, he said, "What? We talked." Sam nodded, understand that it was probably a part of their many ice-breaking conversations.

"Then he may yet be old enough, by Horus's opinion, to be taken as a host. We have an operative inside Horus's Ha'tak. He was able to get us some basic intel: where the rings are and what planet he's orbiting for the moment. It's a planet you call P3X-9294."

**P3X-9294**

With his gun aimed directly in front of him, Jack stepped out of the Stargate's aventurizen. Looking around the area, he saw nothing- just as Jacob said they would. Walking down the stone steps, he heard the distinct sound of four others exiting the Stargate behind him. Half-ignoring them, he moved closer toward the DHD.

"Jack! This way," Jacob called to get the Colonel's attention as he pointed to the left of the Stargate.

"Ah, yes. I know that," Jack retorted, dryly, prior to joining the others at the edge of the tree line.

Finally taking the time to look over the territory, Jack noticed that, where the Stargate had been placed, was a small clearing surrounded by trees. Hundreds of gigantic green trees all different sizes and types.

Being brought farther and farther into the forest, Jacob motioned for them to stop and get down about fifteen meters away from five Jaffa, all guarding an individual tree. The strange thing about the trees was that they had grown in a large circle; nothing was in the middle.

"According to our intel, there's a ring device in between those five trees. Most likely what they're guarding," Jacob explained, his voice hushed to keep the Jaffa from hearing him.

"And once we're up there? Anyone guarding it there?" Jack asked.

"I don't think so. Our spy said there are only five guards needing to be taken out. I'm assuming these are the five he was talking about." Jack nodded. Five against five, not too bad of odds. They've handled worse.

With a few quick signals, Jack told Sam- who stood just away from the group- to move further down and around the trees in order to get a better shot at the guards on the other side of the rings. Simultaneously, Jack began to move the opposite way for the same reason. Teal'c, Jacob, and Daniel all readied themselves and spread out to get good shots at the other three Jaffa.

Two shots rang out from Jack's M-16 followed by the sound of a Jaffa's armor hitting the ground. While the other four Jaffa looked around in confusion, the rest of SG-1 took the time to fire at their targets. Within a span of thirty seconds, one staff blast, four shots from two zat guns, and multiple M-16 shots were heard before four Jaffa fell to the ground. All dead.

**Horus's Ship, Prison**

Jesse's mind was spinning with fear. He had no idea what they would do with him. What they wanted with him. Why they wanted him. All those things were enough to send anyone over the edge with fear.

At that moment, the door slid open, making Jesse jumped in all his anxiety. Through it walked two Jaffa, both he recognized from before. They each grabbed an arm and pulled him from his seat on the ground. It was uncomfortable, to say the least.

For a minute or so, they dragged him down long hallways; turning and twisting in a maze of gold and symbols. None of the writing made any sense to the boy who was barely a man. He could pick out a few here and there, but, without the other words, it made no difference to him.

Jesse was brought to a large, golden room, panted in bright, flashy colors and many shades of gold. A perfect throne room for a 'god'. Looking to the back of the room, Jesse saw Jones sitting on a throne-like alter.

The airman no longer wore the boring uniform Jesse recalled. Instead, this new Jones was clad in long, flowing robes made of colorful material that could easily match any tapestry or color in his throne room.

Jones looked down at the boy as if he meant nothing in to his great plan. But, then, he smiled his eerie smile and his eyes changed to show how much he enjoyed his new 'toy'. Jesse swallowed his fear and ego while trying to replace it with false bravado. But the best he was able to manage was a straight, impassive face.

**Horus's Ship, Ring Room**

Five figures stood still as their bodies where transported to Horus's ship far in the atmosphere of the planet they had previously inhabited. Once they were able to move once again, four of the five figures held up their weapons; readying themselves for any type of battle that might ensue from their arrival.

Jack scanned every inch of his corner the moment he was able to see anything but light. Nothing. There were no shots being fire. Meaning nothing. Nothing, no one was there in that room. Too easy. Jack looked over his shoulder to where the door was a walked over to it, his weapon ready to attack anyone that may enter.

"So, Jacob, where would they bring the kid?" Jack asked, looking back over at Sam's dad at the same moment he bowed his head and Jack knew what was coming.

"We must apologize for not telling you sooner, but," Jacob began to say, his voice an exact duplicate of the Gou'ald's voice, telling the other four that it was truly Selmak who was speaking.

"There's always a 'but' with you guys, isn't there?" Jack interrupted, his annoyance not hidden from his tone.

Selmak started speaking again, almost as if he never heard the Colonel's sarcastic repartee, "Horus has been operating in secret here for almost a year… working to perfect a… disease. One that he could use to infect either Gou'ald or Tok'ra and kill off everyone. Our operative has told us much about it… but he has not been able to sabotage it past delaying something a few hours or days."

"Lemme guess, you want us to steal this thing so you guys can work on it and kill the Gou'ald," Jack retorted.

"Precisely. Then destroy the lab, leave little for him to start with."

"So, your saying that Horus has created something like what you wanted me to use on the Gou'ald at Summit, right?" Daniel asked.

"It is similar but much different. This is… like a virus. Once the symbiote cannot detect nor stop. If one Gou'ald gets it, the virus will slowly kill off the symbiote until it detects multiple symbiotes in the area. At that moment, it will spread rapidly to all the others. Each one of them will then carry the virus and pass it on many times before ultimately dying from it."

"Well, that was morbid," Jack commented as he looked over the door in an attempt to figure out how to open it.

"If we could possess this, then we could wipe out the Gou'ald and their Jaffa," Sam stated, understanding what the positives and negatives of this thing were.

Jack thought it over for a second before saying, "Alright, Carter, you and your dad should go look for this virus. You'll know what to look for. The rest of us will try to find Jesse."

**Horus's Ship, Corridor**

As father and daughter worked their way down one of the long, gold plated corridors, they heard the sounds of unwanted Jaffa moving closer to their position. Moving to hide behind one of the many walls, they watched the party turn the corner and head in the same direction Sam and Jacob had been going in. As the two continued to watch, they saw the large group head into a room. There seemed to be something going on in there for, when the door was open, they could see masses of Jaffa inside.

Sneaking forward, the pair hid behind the open door and listened in to what was happening. Most was spoken in Gou'ald, but Sam managed to catch a little. Reminding herself to get lessons from Daniel, she scanned over the room and found one of their two targets.

Jesse was in the far back with the airman who had been taken as Horus's new host. From what Sam could gather, Horus had discovered that the child was special. Both from whom his parents were and something else Sam couldn't understand. He seemed to be telling them that he would be the next host to one of his Gou'ald so he could learn his secrets.

Watching Jesse's face, she knew he was close to tears but covering it well. The feeling of all the Gou'ald symbiotes around him most have been overwhelming for someone who was just getting used to one or two; Sam could relate. But, combined that with everything else going on and how he knew nothing of Gou'ald, he must have been scared out of his mind.

Suddenly, Horus's hand shot up and his ribbon device activated. The two Jaffa standing next to Horus and Jesse, grabbed the boy before he fell and carried him over to a long, colorful table. It reminded Sam of the table Jack had been put on when Hathor's symbiote was implanted in him.

She shuttered as she realized what was going to happen next. Horus bent down and whispered something into Jesse's ear just before a Jaffa placed the symbiote on his chest. Horus straightened and took Jesse's chin in his hand. Whipping his head to the left, the symbiote dug into his tender skin with a single loud scream from Jesse.

**Horus's Ship, Corridor**

With stealth Jack O'Neill had learned from years of Black-Ops, he worked his way through the Gou'ald ship. Following close behind him was the rest of his half of the team. Teal'c moved with ease through the corridors for he had become quite accustom to them in his years of service to the false gods. But Daniel, he had learned in his sixish years on SG-1 to be quite; stealthy was something completely different all together.

Working their way down the hall, Jack stopped at the first door they had seen. It had been fifteen minutes since the team split up and that was the first door they had seen. Which meant it was worth checking out.

Standing on either side of the large, intimidating door, Daniel turned the symbol and moved away as the door opened. Teal'c and Jack spun and pointed their weapons inside, ready to attack anyone in there. But there was no one inside. It was as if everyone was somewhere else. Rather than questioning their good fortune, the trio walked inside and looked around.

"Bingo," Jack said as he looked around the large lab. It was obvious this was the room Sam and Jacob were supposed to be looking for.

"I guess we got here before them," Daniel commented, seeing that they were neither there nor was there any damage to the room.

"Really? Get to work, take whatever documents you think necessary," Jack ordered and stood guard at the closed door.

**Horus's Ship, Implantation Room**

Jesse watched Jones bend down until his mouth was at his ear. He could smell his breath; dry and without a brush in days. "Do not be afraid. It doesn't hurt… much," was all he said, his voice smiling his spine-chilling smile for him.

He felt Jones's hand with the strange device settle on his chin. He no longer had the energy to move or fight like he would have if it wasn't for that strange contraption. One of his Jaffa approached. In his hand was the most hideous looking snake Jesse had ever seen in his life and he had seen an awful lot of snakes before. It snapped its four teeth and waved its wings around like it was so special and all-powerful.

Without warning, Jones forced his chin to the left. At the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his neck. He screamed. He couldn't help it. But the moment he stopped, he wouldn't let himself do so again. His jaw clamped itself together and his muscle tightened in pain.

"My Lord!" Jesse heard one of the Jaffa yelled but did not bother to try and look. His mind was already occupied. He felt as if something was trying to take over his mind and he wouldn't allow it. He couldn't.

**Horus's Ship, Science Lab**

Daniel scurried around the lab he knew Sam would love to get her hands on as he searched for anything that seemed of value. He had found two Gou'ald Tablets and decided that they were 'important'.

Shoving everything into his backpack, he watched as Jack and Teal'c placed C-4 wherever they thought was 'strategic'. Picking up the heavy pack, Daniel buckled it back up to his vest and walked to the door as he waited for them to finish.

Once they had set at least six charges throughout the room, they followed Daniel's lead and walked through the door before it was closed. Once outside of the room, Jack pulled out the detonator and pushed the button. A satisfying explosion was heard; muffled by the closed door. Jack tossed the hand held detonator across the room and heard the thunk as it hit the wall.

"Let's get back," Jack told them as they headed for the ring room. Bringing the walkie-talkie closer to his mouth, Jack said, "Sam, come in," into it. When there was no response, he repeated his words, this time with more urgency.

Nothing. Looking over at the other two, they knew what must have happened. Jack again pushed the button and called, "Jacob, come in. Jacob!" But there was still nothing. "Shit," he stated and he let go of the useless piece of machinery.

**Horus's Ship, Prison Cell**

Sam and Jacob had been caught only seconds after the Gou'ald was implanted in Jesse. They had decided to leave and keep trying their luck and then they'd go back after Jesse. But they hadn't gotten far. The next thing they knew, they were inside a small cell. It was the same gold and vivid coloration that they had seen lining the walls in the many long corridors.

Without any equipment, it would have been impossible to escape at that moment. Hopefully, the other three would have some luck at finding one or both of what they had come to get. Either would make Sam happy. But, at that moment, it looked like they would never get the real Jesse back.

The solid gold wall at least an inch thick began to open. The minute it had risen to its full height, a boy was tossed through and the airman, Sam remembered as Lieutenant Jones, walked in. He grabbed the side of her shirt and forced her to feet.

His eyes glowed in a menacing yellow before his computer like voice yelled, "You knew this would happen! You knew I would take him as my son's first host and he would die! You knew it!"

Sam starred blankly at the enraged Gou'ald. She had no idea what he was talking about. She looked over at the limp body they had brought back and immediately recognized him as Jesse. He seemed unconscious but alive. From the sounds of it, it also seemed like he was free of his Gou'ald.

"Answer me!" Horus screamed, his eyes once again glowing.

Sam looked back at the man who was shaking her. "I don't know what you're talking about." With a frustrated sigh, he dropped her and turned. With an air of egotism, he walked out of the small cell and let the door close the three in.

The moment the door had closed, Sam was at Jesses's side. Turning him over, she helped him into a more comfortable position. When she moved him, he began to resurface into consciousness.

Forcing his heavy eyelids open, he looked up into the blue eyes of his mother. Everything around him was too blurry to make out properly. He couldn't tell where he was or what had happened. He just knew that his mother was there with him and would make everything ok.

"Mom?"

Sam looked down at the scarred young man. Confusion covered his eyes and she knew that he must have been extremely out of it. "Shh, it's ok. I'm right here." She knew that he was not very comfortable with calling her mom and understood his need for her at that moment.

Jacob watched the entire exchange from a fair distance. The first time he had seen the boy, he looked too much like his daughter to deny it. But, at that moment, it was confirmed. Neither Sam nor Jack had wanted to talk about it but, he knew, the kid was theirs in whatever reality he had existed in before.

**Horus's Ship, Pel'tak**

Horus sat in his chair in the center of the Pel'tak. It was on a slight slant, again something that made all of his Jaffa and anyone else have to look up at him. He liked it there. It gave him just that much more feeling of power.

Horus watched the planet below him as he thought. Thought about the two Tau'ri his Jaffa had found and were keeping prisoner. He knew the one to be Major Carter. Which meant that SG-1 was somewhere around. If that were the case, they would try to get to the prisoners and then head for the planet. To the Stargate.

A smile crossed his features as a plan entered his mind. He would let the Colonel get his beloved Major, the Tok'ra, and the boy back. Or he would let him think that he had.

"Jaffa, kree. Jankin Jaffa Rin'tel'noc Tau'ri. Rin Chaapa'ai," Horus told his Jaffa in a Gou'ald tongue.

"Kel'sha," the Jaffa responded and went to do as he had been told.

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Hmm, I wonder what he said? And that's actually a close approximation of the Gou'ald language they have used on the show. It's as close as it gets, anyway. So, please R/R and tell me how much you liked it or didn't… I do love feedback.