A/N: This chapter is a bit shorter, but its soooo much fun. The next one is longer. Thanks for the reviews! They really are addicting heheh.
As SG-1 left the room, Hammond quickly gave orders to have SG-3 and 7 get ready to go off world in one hour and to have someone with veterinary training go check out the Colonel's new furry friend.
Chapter 6
Sam's mind was still in overdrive as Teal'c carried her through the Stargate. The cold of the transport making her fur stand on end and she gave herself a little shake. Everything was still shades of gray, and the depth and textures were very different. It was a little disconcerting, to say the least.
Her mind tried to fathom just how she came to be inside the body of a cat. She wondered if the device on P3X-929 had anything to do with it. Likely. Very likely, particularly given SG-1's luck with alien mind devices. Perhaps it was something like that machine of Machello's? Had her consciousness been switched into some cat's body? In that case, her body was wandering around somewhere with a cat's mind trapped in it. She shuddered involuntarily at the thought and felt Teal'c tighten his grip on her. As rapidly as the thought occurred to her, she dismissed it. There had not been a cat anywhere nearby while she had studied the alien device. If her mind hand been switched with another being's, it made the most sense for the other mind and body to be nearby. The energy needed to make the transfer was likely phenomenal, it didn't seem to make much sense to expand even more energy beaming a mental consciousness across a distance of any sort. Combine with it the fact that she hadn't seen her body walking about. Additionally, the bits she'd overheard, led her to believe that her teammates thought she was still missing. Hunh. That's what they thought.
Another possibility was that the machine contained some sort of matter conversion technology, and had somehow used her human body to create the cat's body. But why? Better yet, was it reversible? Using the old body to create the new one would eliminate the need for some sort of storage facility for the body left behind, and there certainly hadn't been any indication of a facility at all of the sort that would be needed to store them. Sam wished she'd gotten a better look around the room. Unfortunately, she'd barely wakened and found her wobbly feet when she'd been ingloriously swaddled into that cloth and tucked under the strong arms of Teal'c before being bundled through the gate. Perhaps there had been some clue the others missed.
Sam tried to put her rapid-fire thoughts on hold as they reached the end of the ramp, and General Hammond appeared. When he asked after her, she wanted desperately to tell the General she was there. As colonel O'Neill tried to explain the situation, she let out an indignant "Sir!" as the Colonel made a bigger mess of explaining the situation, but again it came out as a yowl instead. She tried to squirm away from Teal'c as he tightened his grip. She had to make them see! The General's face became hot as he noticed her. Could he tell? Disappointment washed over her as he let into the Colonel about bringing an "animal" through the gate without permission. Righteous indignation fueled her. She was not some animal! This was so not fair... just they wait, when she figured this out, she'd show them a thing or two.
What's this? The General was ordering them to the infirmary and he wanted a vet to check her out? No way, this could not be a good thing. She'd seen what the vet did to Schroedinger when she'd taken him on vet visits, and it was not pretty. Especially not where they put the thermometer. This was wrong on so many levels. She felt a low rumbling in her chest. Was that a growl? She couldn't be growling at the General could she? Uh oh, so not good. She locked eyes with the general and pleaded silently with him. Its me, its Sam, I'm here, I'm not a cat... please.... She tried to keep General Hammond in sight as long as she could before she was carried out of the gate room, on her way to visit the vet. Oh damn.