Sorry about taking to long to update, I've been too distracted in learning Elvish…

I can say 'I'm not an elf' únan eldareva.

Sorry.

More than I don't own SG-1.

Legato with vengeance

Is there Ever Such a Thing as a Normal Day at the SGC

Chapter 8

"The minute that @%$#@ Asgard shows his skinny little butt…" Jack let the mental threat trail off in his mind knowing that the minute he decided on anything drastic that Thor would possible make it worse for him, provided he could do something worse that shackling Jack upside down inside his space ship. "Oh yeah, there is…" Jack continued to think to himself even though he felt it would be his downfall.

"It is not wise to curse you allies, Colonel O'Neill," Thor suddenly appeared in front of Jack.

"Ok whatever just gets me down from here, I think all my blood is going to my head," Jack almost shouted at the commander of the Asgard.

"Yes I believe that is the expression that you people use to describe your current temperament," Thor toyed with Jack's state of mind.

"You're really just trying to get on my nerves aren't you?" Jack gritted his teeth in frustration and the fact his head felt like it was growing in weight.

"I can not help you, Colonel O'Neill, my image is merely being projected from where I am on my ship," the small Asgard looked around the room that held Jack.

"So your point in visiting me was?" Jack attempted to raise his eyebrow but only succeeding in making his forehead wrinkle.

"To inform you of your situation, Colonel O'Neill," the little Asgard kept beating around the bush, at least in Jack's opinion.

"Oh, God…" Jack heaved a sigh, "I think I can figure it out well enough, thankyou!" With that, Jack turned his face away from Thor, only.

"If you do then, Jack O'Neill, then in the ship of whom, are you in?" Thor folded his arms.

"… Uh… I can't think right now!" Jack made an excuse, but in truth, he felt like any overexertion of his mind would make his head burst.

"I see…" Thor continued to rethink his pronouncing Jack as further evolved, "… You are in a Gou'ald ship, Jack O'Neill, I hasten to inform you that–" Thor was suddenly cut off by a door opening, the Asgard disappearing instantly.

"Tauri!" a Jaffa warrior dressed up in a centurion get–up, pressed something on the wall, which caused Jack to spin to an upright position. "Tauri, prepare to bow before you conqueror!" the Jaffa pressed another button sending Jack sprawling to the floor. 

Jack looked up and saw the door open with a dazzling light.

***

Daniel looked around his room getting a very bad feeling when he realized that it was ten o'clock and he had just woken up. "Surely Jack would have gotten me up already," Daniel thought as he got dressed and opened his door only a crack just to make sure Jack wasn't trying to spring some kind of trap on him.

"Have a nice siesta, Daniel?" Carter smiled from the elevator, which Teal'c was holding open to let the archeologist enter.

"Uh, yeah, but have you guys seen Jack?" Daniel looked at the other two inquiringly.

"No, I was hopping that you would know where he went," Teal'c looked genuinely concerned, for a Jaffa anyway.

"Crap, Jack, where are you," Daniel sighed feeling that this vacation was defiantly a waste of every ones time.

"He will not be coming, Dr. Jackson," the small form of an Asgard appeared in the center of the group.

"Greetings, Thor," Teal'c tried to speak respectfully to the commander of the Asgard military.

"You must come to my ship immediately," Thor used the most urgent tone of voice that any human had ever heard him use.

"Do we have a choice?" Daniel shrugged his shoulders sarcastically, as saw the usual blinding flash and felt himself and the rest of what remained of SG–1 beamed out of the descending elevator and onto an awaiting Asgard flagship.

"I am glad you agreed to come with me, SG–1," Thor began solemnly even though everyone had already guessed what he was trying to say.

"Agreed?" Sam protested under her breath, but managed to avoid being heard by Thor.

"SG–1," Thor shifted his tone to a more urgent one, "the reason I have brought you here is to ask for your help." Thor started to move some crystals around in his spaceship. "I am sure that all of you have been wondering to yourselves where your colonel is, well, he is on a space ship."  Thor managed to make a holographic blue print of the ship come onto the screen. "He is being held there by Gou'ald, and I'm afraid that he won't have long to live."

"So, what do we do?" Sam asked nonchalantly.

To be continued…