Visionary Part 2:
Bane Of Anubis

by Chaoseternus

Chapter 18: Escape

Carter was in trouble. Right now she was piloting a cloaked Al-kesh, a craft she had very little experience with, so low as to redefine Nap Of The Earth, most low flying craft do not generally have to increase their altitude to get over small rodents on the ground, and they certainly didn't usually have to slow to subsonic to stop the trail of debris thrown up in their path from showing up on people radars.

And they certainly didn't have to deal with this.

She snapped, " If I hear one more verse from Top Gun from you, I don't care if it's Through The Fire, Danger Zone or anything else you care to caterwaul to, I will KILL you!"

The ghastly trio, Ferreti, Xander and O'Neill just exchanged shrugs, and then broke into a rendition of Iron Maidens Tailgunner.

"Climbing through the sky, never wonder why, you're a tailgunner…"

"O'Neill, I do not believe it is a good idea to distract the pilot whilst we are attempting to drive a Ha'tak across half a planet"

"Flying Teal'c, we're flying the Ha'tak to the opposite side of the planet where the planet will mask our jump from Anubis's sensors" O'Neill commented, before breaking back into song, "Hey, one man one goal, hah just one solution…"

"We can not be 'flying' O'Neill, we do not appear to have left the ground" Teal'c commented, "And I find myself doubting that Queen would appreciate one of his songs being butchered so"

Carter growled, as she narrowly missed a large oak that appeared in her path, "That's it, someone gag them, now!"

Xander started, "Hey wait, there's no need for mpthmm! Mptm mmpm mmmpmt, pmmtmt!"

"Finally" Giles gasped, his eyes raised heavenwards in supplication.

"Indeed" Teal'c commented, as satisfied grin on his face as he tightened the gag over O'Neill's mouth, checking the handcuffs as he did so.

Only the ghastly trio tried to complain.

Several hours later, and five pilot changeovers, the Al-kesh at the opposite side of the planet and Teal'c pulled the cloaked craft into a sharp upward spiral, rocketing out of the atmosphere and into space where they jumped into hyper, mission complete and one more stage of the prophecy complete.

Now all they had to do was figure out how to explain Buffy / Enerina to General Hammond.

General Hammond looked at the group that stepped off the Al-kesh and cringed. Xander, Ferreti and O'Neill tied up and gagged, Buffy triggering the Naquadah sensors and he really didn't want to know when Willow and Teal'c had started standing that close together.

This was definitely going to be a 12-Painkiller report; the kind only SG-1 and now it appeared SG-Scooby could give him.

He could already feel the onset of another ulcer.

Hammond considered the faces in front of him and reconsidered, no this was a 12- Ulcer report.

"Let me get this straight, the Slayer, the most gifted and powerful hand to hand specialist on the base, the one person who has shrugged off Zat bolts as if they were water on a ducks back is now a host? And you didn't feel the need to actually restrain her?"

"Actually they tried" Buffy smirked as she reached into her back pocket and withdrew 45 pairs of broken heavy duty Prisoner Ties.

Hammond conceded the point, they had certainly tried, "You didn't think warning the SGC about this would be in order?"

"No, well the prophecy…" Carter started.

"Prophecy? Prophecy? You didn't warn the SGC that one of your team-mates had been snaked because of a Prophecy?"

"Well, when you put it like that…" O'Neill commented.

Hammond sighed, "And you still haven't explained why three of the team worked off the Al-kesh in restraints, restraints usually reserved for captured Goa'ulds" he added, pointedly.

"Singing" Carter replied flatly, glaring at the trio, fake innocent expressions plastered across their faces.

"Singing," Hammond copied aghast, "No, I don't want to know"

"Sam hell" he muttered as he abandoned the briefing room, "And I thought just SG-1 was bad"