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that, except Kazak.
This chapter was a LONG time coming. I really wasn't sure how to end it but I think I finally got something. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed my version of the Furlings.
Who knows what you'll find when you go off-world. While visiting a Goa'uld occupied planet, SG-1 stumbles across someone they never thought they would meet. If the Asgaard trust him, can SG-1? and what can they learn from this mysterious creature?
Furlings: Friend
The rest of the walk was uneventful. Kazak was very quiet and he let the others discuss amongst themselves. The group reached the clearing just as the sun was dipping below the horizon. The sunlight still reflected off the moon so the area was not in darkness yet. When everyone finally stood in front of the Stargate they couldn't help but watch as the sun disappeared from the violet sky. The beauty on this planet was so different then what they saw on Earth.
When the last rays of sun had disappeared, it was Col. O'Neill who broke the silence. "Where's the DHD?" With those three words, all of SG-1 realized that that important piece of equipment was missing.
"Now that you mention it, I didn't see it when we arrived." Carter added then looked toward Kazak for an answer,
"DHD?" Kazak asked.
"The Dial Home Device, the device you use to activate the Stargate." Carter explained.
"Oh.... that. I think it's buried in the brush over there." Kazak said as he motioned to an especially thick area of the jungle.
"So how do we get back?" O'Neill asked and Kazak smirked. The beast threw his head back and snarled, startling SG-1, except Teal'c of course. A few seconds later the same crimson bird emerged from the jungle and perched on the top of the gate. It squawked a few times, then became silent. Kazak raised his right wrist and the gold bracer had appeared. He tapped a few places and the gate began dialing.
"This is where we part ways." Kazak whispered.
"I guess it is." The Colonel responded.
"I would be honored to call you all friends, if you would let me."
"Of course we're your friends." O'Neill quickly responded and by doing so, brought a slight smile to Kazak's face.
"You people are a wondrous race, Thor's descriptions don't do you justice. Maybe there is room in the Great Alliance for a race such as yours. I look forward to seeing you all again." When Kazak finished his sentence, the wormhole engaged and the event horizon formed. "I believe it is time for you to go."
"Kicking us out already, eh?" O'Neill joked.
"Yes, for your safety. I sense the rain, you must go."
"Yeah." Before he turned to go, the colonel extended his hand to the Furling. Kazak looked at the hand, and then into the colonel's eyes before he accepted the hand with a smile. Carter and Daniel did the same and the Furling and Jaffa saluted each other with the customary head nod.
SG-1 approached the gate and Carter sent the GDO signal through. They all stood in front of the event horizon and one by one they waved good bye to Kazak and then passed through the wormhole. O'Neill was the last one.
"Hey, Kazak! Next time you're on Earth, I'll take ya fishing!"
"I look forward to it, O'Neill!" With that, the human waved, then passed through the wormhole. Within seconds, the wormhole disengaged and Kazak was left alone. He looked around as if expecting someone to be there and then he raced off into the jungle with a speed he had not used in years. He dodged tree limbs and roots with ease as he raced through the brush. Finally he reached his target. He dug his claws into the soft bark and scaled the mammoth tree in no time at all. When he was at the top of the spire, he threw his head back and howled again. He howled as long and loud as he could, filling each note with every emotion inside him. The tune was one of total beauty. A howl of joy and hope the likes of which Furlonia had not heard in two hundred years. When he was done, he listened and heard the echo return. This time, however, he did not hang his head in sadness because he realized he was not really alone. The allies he had forged were loyal and true. SG-1 were truly people he could call allies, better yet, he could call them friends.
The first thing O'Neill noticed when he stepped back into the SGC was how easy it was to breath. The acidity was gone from the air and other than a very slight tingling throughout his body, he felt pretty good. And judging by the looks on the rest of his team's faces, they felt good too.
"Welcome back SG-1. Everything go well?" General Hammond greeted.
"This is going to take a while to explain, sir." O'Neill answered.
"Briefing in half an hour."
"Sir, if I may. We might need a little longer than that."
"Why major?'
"Well, sir, I think we all need very long showers."
"I was thinking the same thing major." O'Neill added.
"I won't even ask, just tell me at the briefing in an hour."
"Understood sir." With that SG-1 headed off to the showers, each one content with everything that had happened. They had discovered new information that might prove useful in times to come, but more importantly, they had made a powerful ally and an honourable friend, who they all knew they would see again.
Please Review!!! And thanks again for reading!!!
This chapter was a LONG time coming. I really wasn't sure how to end it but I think I finally got something. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed my version of the Furlings.
Who knows what you'll find when you go off-world. While visiting a Goa'uld occupied planet, SG-1 stumbles across someone they never thought they would meet. If the Asgaard trust him, can SG-1? and what can they learn from this mysterious creature?
Furlings: Friend
The rest of the walk was uneventful. Kazak was very quiet and he let the others discuss amongst themselves. The group reached the clearing just as the sun was dipping below the horizon. The sunlight still reflected off the moon so the area was not in darkness yet. When everyone finally stood in front of the Stargate they couldn't help but watch as the sun disappeared from the violet sky. The beauty on this planet was so different then what they saw on Earth.
When the last rays of sun had disappeared, it was Col. O'Neill who broke the silence. "Where's the DHD?" With those three words, all of SG-1 realized that that important piece of equipment was missing.
"Now that you mention it, I didn't see it when we arrived." Carter added then looked toward Kazak for an answer,
"DHD?" Kazak asked.
"The Dial Home Device, the device you use to activate the Stargate." Carter explained.
"Oh.... that. I think it's buried in the brush over there." Kazak said as he motioned to an especially thick area of the jungle.
"So how do we get back?" O'Neill asked and Kazak smirked. The beast threw his head back and snarled, startling SG-1, except Teal'c of course. A few seconds later the same crimson bird emerged from the jungle and perched on the top of the gate. It squawked a few times, then became silent. Kazak raised his right wrist and the gold bracer had appeared. He tapped a few places and the gate began dialing.
"This is where we part ways." Kazak whispered.
"I guess it is." The Colonel responded.
"I would be honored to call you all friends, if you would let me."
"Of course we're your friends." O'Neill quickly responded and by doing so, brought a slight smile to Kazak's face.
"You people are a wondrous race, Thor's descriptions don't do you justice. Maybe there is room in the Great Alliance for a race such as yours. I look forward to seeing you all again." When Kazak finished his sentence, the wormhole engaged and the event horizon formed. "I believe it is time for you to go."
"Kicking us out already, eh?" O'Neill joked.
"Yes, for your safety. I sense the rain, you must go."
"Yeah." Before he turned to go, the colonel extended his hand to the Furling. Kazak looked at the hand, and then into the colonel's eyes before he accepted the hand with a smile. Carter and Daniel did the same and the Furling and Jaffa saluted each other with the customary head nod.
SG-1 approached the gate and Carter sent the GDO signal through. They all stood in front of the event horizon and one by one they waved good bye to Kazak and then passed through the wormhole. O'Neill was the last one.
"Hey, Kazak! Next time you're on Earth, I'll take ya fishing!"
"I look forward to it, O'Neill!" With that, the human waved, then passed through the wormhole. Within seconds, the wormhole disengaged and Kazak was left alone. He looked around as if expecting someone to be there and then he raced off into the jungle with a speed he had not used in years. He dodged tree limbs and roots with ease as he raced through the brush. Finally he reached his target. He dug his claws into the soft bark and scaled the mammoth tree in no time at all. When he was at the top of the spire, he threw his head back and howled again. He howled as long and loud as he could, filling each note with every emotion inside him. The tune was one of total beauty. A howl of joy and hope the likes of which Furlonia had not heard in two hundred years. When he was done, he listened and heard the echo return. This time, however, he did not hang his head in sadness because he realized he was not really alone. The allies he had forged were loyal and true. SG-1 were truly people he could call allies, better yet, he could call them friends.
The first thing O'Neill noticed when he stepped back into the SGC was how easy it was to breath. The acidity was gone from the air and other than a very slight tingling throughout his body, he felt pretty good. And judging by the looks on the rest of his team's faces, they felt good too.
"Welcome back SG-1. Everything go well?" General Hammond greeted.
"This is going to take a while to explain, sir." O'Neill answered.
"Briefing in half an hour."
"Sir, if I may. We might need a little longer than that."
"Why major?'
"Well, sir, I think we all need very long showers."
"I was thinking the same thing major." O'Neill added.
"I won't even ask, just tell me at the briefing in an hour."
"Understood sir." With that SG-1 headed off to the showers, each one content with everything that had happened. They had discovered new information that might prove useful in times to come, but more importantly, they had made a powerful ally and an honourable friend, who they all knew they would see again.
Please Review!!! And thanks again for reading!!!