A/N: Hey guys. Sorry this took so long, but yours truly had 3 doctor's appt. this week, I have a cold, and I TURNED 21!!! Which, if you don't know, is legal to drink and everything here in the USA. Needless to say, that was a gooooooooood night not so good next morning, however. Anyway, since I am sick, still, this will probably not be very good, but if you review me, I will try to improve as soon as my nose decides to let air into it again. R&R!!!

As soon as Jack arrived back on Earth, a meeting was called between SG1, Janet, and the General.

"He said that the Goa'uld's name was Thalia. Ring any bells, Daniel?" Jack asked. Daniel mulled over the question for a moment before nodding.

"Yes, but it is an odd name for a Goa'uld. The name, Thalia, refers to one of the ancient Greek muses. There were nine of them. They were not seen as Gods or anything like that, though." The archeologist explained.

"Well, I am afraid that I cannot let allow you to go on this mission. Not with this telepathic problem still going." George said.

"Thor told me to tell you that our little problem wouldn't hinder this mission." Jack said. The General took his turn to mull over the situation. After several long minutes of verbal silence, he took a deep breath.

"Alright, I will allow you to go, but on two conditions. One, if the telepathy begins to become a problem or danger, you are to return immediately. Secondly, Dr. Frasier will accompany you, just in case. Understood?" Everyone nodded in agreement. Jack, Sam, and Daniel grinned at each other as they heard Janet say Oh, Joy. "Be ready in one hour. Dismissed." He said and they all began to file out.

An hour later, everyone was ready to go and waiting in the Gate room. The MALP had shown the plant to be exactly the same as when they wee there last, and therefore presumably safe to return. The team, plus Janet, popped out on the other side one by one.

God, that never gets old. Jack said with a grin.

God! That was cold! Janet though, shaking herself free from the bits of ice attached to her. Automatically, they raised their weapons, poised for attack, which never came.

"Alright. Everyone be on the lookout for something that jumps out and says 'Goa'uld'" Jack said and they spread out. Even though they had been here before and found nothing, didn't mean that there was nothing actually there. They walked in relative pairs, but still close. Daniel and Janet took one side, Teal'c in the middle, and Jack and Sam on the other side. They walked in relative silence, only discussing the bare minimum of what they needed to know.

"So, Thalia is a muse? The muse of what?" Janet asked as she and Daniel circle a large patch of thick grass. It took a moment for Daniel to remember, but finally, he grinned triumphantly.

"She was the muse of Comedy." He said.

"Comedy, eh? This should be fun, then." Jack called to them, having heard Daniel's answer. They again walked in silence, only interrupted now by Sam, Daniel, and Janet's minds going to work.

I don't recall taking a sample of this...

Thalia, muse of Comedy, one of nine sisters, daughters of...

Could this flower have caused...

The Tauri are back. Perhaps it is time to play, now. Daniel, Jack, and Sam froze and looked at each other.

"Teal'c? Did you say that?" Daniel ventured.

"To what to you refer to, Daniel Jackson?" came the stoic reply.

"Something about the Tauri being here?"

"I did not."

Um, Jack? Daniel started, but stopped abruptly as the voice spoke again.

They heard me. Excellent, then they do show potential. the definite female voice said.

Potential for what?! Jack cried out mentally.

Oops. the voice said, the they heard her sigh. Well, might as well bring them forth. Before anyone could reply, there was a bright light and they all vanished.

A/N: OK, short I know, and I left you hanging a bit, but I am about to put up another chapter for you. R&R!!!---Loo