Author's Note: Hehe, as much as I'd love to let Shawn behind the controls of a fighter – or even better – a destroyer – I can't imagine Jack would go for putting his charge in anywhere near that much danger. Sorry guys!

~*~

Because of the nature of the program that Thor had told Shawn about, all the Humans on the bridge understood what was being said, even though the arrogant voice coming from one of the scout ships was certainly not speaking English originally.

"Who are you? What do the Asgard want in this area of space?"

The voice that replied was as calm as the other was arrogant, and it wasn't Thor. The other Destroyer Commander was taking the lead.

"What we want here is of no concern to the Goa'uld. You are grossly outnumbered. If you stay, you will definitely die."

Shawn looked up at Jack, who was watching the view screen. There was no fear on Jack's face, only tenseness. Shawn was equally unafraid, mainly because he was well aware what the ship he was on was capable of, even if he'd only seen it in the simulator.

"You dare threaten us?"

"Indeed. Leave now."

It would have been suicide for the scout ships to try anything against two fully prepared Destroyers. For that matter, the Asgard freighters had plenty of firepower of their own and would have easily been able to handle anything any of the Goa'uld threw at them. The pilots of these vessels knew it, and so did the Goa'uld. They broke off, and vanished in a flash of light as their hyper drives kicked in.

"We have to get those people off that planet." Jack said. 'Now."

"Agreed. The Goa'uld will most likely return with more ships."

"Why would they want to?" Shawn asked. "There's nothing-"

"They have to assume that if the Asgard are interested in a planet, there's something down there they'll be interested in, too." Carter told the boy. "Some technology that the Asgard are keeping from the Goa'uld."

"So, get the people off the planet, then stash something down there that's useless but looks interesting. Then they'll think they have some great new weapon or technology, and will spend forever trying to figure it out."

Jack looked at Shawn, who looked up at him.

"How did you think of that?"

Shawn shrugged. "I think I read it in a comic book or something."

"It'd keep them off your backs while you were transplanting the Pe'aoli," Jack said. "Besides, it might be fun to let them think they had gained access to something exciting only to find out it was a dud."

"We will consider it, O'Neill." Thor said. "For now, however, our focus must be the Pe'aoli. We will need to hurry them up."

"You don't need to tell them it's the Goa'uld, though," Sam said. "Just tell them they have less time than you originally thought they did before the water rises. It's true."

"Correct, Major Carter." Thor said, shifting the view screen as he called to the other ships in the small Asgard fleet to offer his opinions, and that of the Humans. The other Commanders' images came up on the hologram in front of the chair, and while they were all talking, Shawn once again compared these other Asgard to Thor, trying to see what was different. He wasn't going to be doing anything to help the Pe'aoli, after all.

Thor told the others Carter's plan to tell the people on the planet below that their time was running shorter than they had originally calculated. The others agreed it was a far better plan than telling them of the Goa'uld. But they also agreed that the scout ships would almost certainly bring back reinforcements, and that they had to be prepared for just such an event.

"The weapons systems will handle anything the Goa'uld have to throw at you," Shawn said absently as he continued his comparing.

The Asgard looked at the boy in surprise, as did Sam and Jack. Shawn looked at them, realizing from the silence that he'd said something that got their attention, and he went back over what he'd just said. He couldn't see anything wrong with it, though.

"What?"

"How do you know what we can handle?" The other Destroyer Commander asked.

Shawn shrugged. "The simulator." Which was mostly true. He, himself, had shot down and killed a number of Goa'uld scout ships. They were fast, but there wasn't anything special about them. Shawn would have much rather flown one of Jack's F-15s.

The other Commander looked at Thor, who didn't back down. "He is correct. There is nothing they can bring that we cannot defend against."

"Once we get the people up onto the ships," Sam said.

"Correct. Sitting on the planet, they are in the most danger if the Goa'uld bring reinforcements."

"So, beam us down and we'll get them to start beaming up." Jack said. "You guys are ready?" He asked the Freighter Commanders.

"We are prepared to start bringing the people from the surface, yes."

"I'll let you know when they're ready." Jack said, now more than ever wishing he had a weapon. Just in case. "Sam."

Carter moved over to stand next to Jack, who looked at Shawn.

"You be good."

Shawn nodded, just as Thor transported Jack and Carter down to the surface.

It was amazing what you could get used to, the boy thought to himself as he watched what he now knew was called a Molecular Transmitter in action. He looked at Thor, who was still conferring with the other Asgard. They would all stay in close contact until they heard from O'Neill and had permission to start transferring people. Shawn sighed. There wasn't anything he could do to help.

~*~

The Pe'aoli weren't sleeping. Just because it was dark, they hadn't retired for the night. Many had already started packing. Others were in the main meeting hall area, still discussing Jack and the Asgard with people who were arriving from the outlaying farms at a steady rate. Jack and Sam beamed right down into the middle of these folks, who almost without exception gave a yelp in shock, or worse, when they materialized.

"Sorry about that," Jack said.

"We weren't expecting you until sunrise," Shelan said, stepping forward. The older woman looked a little tired, but she'd been one of the ones who'd started people packing. Like a little general, she'd been throwing out orders and suggestions, and helping people decide what was the most important and what could be left behind. She'd already told more than one family that they couldn't bring the house. Just the stuff in it.

"Yeah, well, there's been a few problems..." Jack said.

"The water is rising faster than we thought," Carter said, taking over before Jack could get them all in a panic. "Not so fast that we still don't have time to get everyone out, but fast enough that we need to start moving you immediately, if we can."

"Some are already packed," Shelan said, pointing at a few people who had been talking to their neighbors, obviously making plans to help them when daylight came. The people who live in town have all been warned, and I'm sure they're mostly ready. We're just waiting on the folks that don't live so close."

"So we could start moving some of them immediately?" Jack asked.

"Who's all packed up and ready to go?" Shelan called.

Many people raised their hands. Far more than Jack or Carter would have expected. He nodded. This was good.