Author's notes: Language; italics denote phone conversation; ' ' dialogue between Jacob and Selmak

Around the time Jacob Carter arrived on P3X-49 Gabriel Abraham Van Helsing had just returned to Colorado Springs after dispensing of the body with a contact in Denver. Carl still had not yet contacted him with the information he required. But he wasn't in any rush anyway. He was a patient man by nature, much like his grandfather Professor Abraham Van Helsing. But Gabriel was also full of adventure, when the occasion called for it, like his great grandfather Gabriel Van Helsing.

Gabriel was the only child of Charles and Elizabeth Van Helsing born in a small Dorset town about two hours outside of London in the year of 1969. His father was raising his son to be a good Roman Catholic and grooming him to become a professor, like his grandfather. At times Charles was strict with Gabriel but only when it was necessary. Otherwise the Van Helsing home was filled with much love and joy.

So when Gabriel's parents were killed when he was five years old he had been devastated. Abraham took in his grandson, trying to raise the boy the way Charles wanted. It had worked until the boy was fifteen.

One day while in his grandfather's library, Gabriel was working diligently on his studies when he accidentally came across a book hidden in a secret compartment in the wall. It was his grandfather's diary. The last entry was the day his parents were killed.

On that day Gabriel learned that his parents were killed while on holiday in East Proctor. But they were not killed in a car accident as he had been told. A werewolf killed them, their bodies found on the moors the next morning savagely ripped to shreds.

After that day, Gabriel changed. He became obsessed with the occult. For one year he managed to keep his obsession secret from his grandfather. Or he so he thought.

The night Gabriel attempted to track down the creature he was nearly killed. He survived only because his grandfather was there in time to kill the creature. It seems Abraham had failed to track the creature after his son and daughter in law were brutally killed. When he learned that his grandson had located the creature Abraham set out to dispatch the beast. Only he wasn't expecting his grandson to act so quickly, it was the only time the boy showed no patience.

Abraham decided it was time to introduce Gabriel to the Order, a secret faction of the Roman Catholic Church. Their job was to vanquish evil throughout the known world. Through the Order Gabriel learned of the great Gabriel Van Helsing had a talent for ridding the world of Vampires, Werewolves, Warlocks and unimaginable monsters created by man or by nature. When he died, his son Abraham continued in his father's footsteps. Only Abraham was an intellectual and he was never as reckless as his father was. In the end, they both produced the same results.

During Gabriel's eighteenth year he was the last of the Van Helsings. His grandfather passed at the age of ninety-three leaving Gabriel alone in the world. Naturally he joined the Order. It was inevitable. A right that was his since the day he was born.

Gabriel was a perfect combination of his great grandfather and grandfather. He had a particular talent for tracking werewolves. His obsession had never dulled over the years. He knew everything there was to know about the creatures. And he encountered many in remote regions of the world. From his experiences he concluded that they were animals incapable of a coherent thought. They may have once been men but truly were uncontrollable animals when the curse was upon them capable of killing their own family. Best thing to do was to put them out of their misery before they harmed the innocent.

His cell phone rang bringing Gabriel out of his melancholy. Glancing at the caller id he saw it was Carl.

"Finally!" he said quickly hitting the speaker button. "Something must be going on inside that mountain for you to take this long!"

"Yes, but I still don't know what it is. We may never find out."

"So, what did you find out about our man?"

"It wasn't easy..."

"Carl!" Gabriel cut him off before his friend went into a long rant, which Carl was prone to do.

"Right. Sorry. I believe his name is Jacob Carter."

"You believe?"

"He's Major Samantha Carter's father!"

"Oh."

"Can I continue?"

"Please do," Gabriel smiled hearing how annoyed his friend was.

"Right. Where was I...Jacob Carter is a two star General in the Airforce. Three years ago he was diagnosed with lymphoma and was only given a few months to live. He was on his death bed at the USAF Hospital in Colorado Springs when he seemed to disappear."

"He died."

"No, if he were dead there would be a record. Our man simply disappeared. All of his medical records were transferred to Cheyenne Mountain."

"Interesting!"

"Indeed! There's too much for me to tell you over the phone so I've emailed all the necessary files to your laptop, including photographs."

Gabriel quickly flipped open the laptop sitting on the passenger seat and waited for the image to download.

"That's our man. Thank you Carl, good work!"

"You're welcome and happy hunting."

His stomach was complaining. He had been driving most of the day. Now was a good time to eat and rest. The break would give him a chance to read over the files before paying a visit to Dr. Jackson.

When Jacob opened his eyes he saw the all too familiar fluorescent tube lights on the ceiling of the infirmary. He seemed to be spending too much time in the infirmary lately. Sitting up and looking around he saw he was alone.

'Are we going to eat now?' Selmak asked when Jacob got to his feet

'I don't see why not,' he replied looking out into the hallway outside the infirmary. 'No one to keep us here. How do you feel?'

'Hungry! We need protein!'

'I know just the place too, O'Malley's Bar and Grill! How long was I out?'

'An hour. Dr. Fraiser gave you another shot though.'

'Yeah, I guessed that,' he said removing the taped cotton ball from his arm.

'She gave you a full physical exam too.'

Jacob snorted at the thought finding it rather amusing. Minutes later he reached his quarters where he quickly changed into a pair of slacks, shirt and his favorite black leather jacket.

'I thought we were go to eat!' Selmak exclaimed minutes later when they were Jacob hurried up the stairs to the briefing room, skipping every other step along the way.

'We are Sel! I want to invite Sam and her team. They should be finishing up with Hammond about now.'

"Dad! Shouldn't you be in the infirmary?" Sam asked immediately when he entered the briefing room.

"I didn't see any reason for me to stay. Selmak said I was fine after the shot Dr. Fraiser gave me."

"Doctor?" Hammond asked.

"I did a thorough exam and couldn't find anything wrong with him, sir," Janet answered making Jacob snort quietly to himself. He noticed her eyes quickly glanced his way indicating she heard him before directing her attention back to Hammond.

"Besides being in the infirmary two times in less the twenty four hours is too much," he said then quickly added. "No offense to you Dr. Fraiser."

"None taken," she said attempting to suppress a smile.

"Is there anything you would like to add to their report Jacob?" Hammond asked.

"I'm sure Colonel O'Neill and his team did a good job," he said glaring at the Colonel for a brief moment. "In fact I came up here to invite them to dinner, my treat."

"Really?" O'Neill asked raising his eyebrows.

"Yeah, I'm in the mood for steak. Anyone else?"

The Colonel immediately stood up, as did the rest of his team. Apparently none of them were going to miss out on a steak dinner. Suddenly they all realized they were out of line and Jacob watched as they looked to General Hammond, all with their best looking innocent as angels' faces.

"You're dismissed," he smiled waving them away.

"Thank you, sir!" they said in unison and quickly head for the exit.

"We'll be ready in five minutes," O'Neill shouted back before they filed down the stairs.

"You're welcome to join us George," Jacob offered.

"No thank you, another time."

"Doctor?" he asked flashing a warm smile her way.

"I'm sorry General, I have plans with my daughter this evening," she smiled back. "General Hammond, if you'll excuse me I have some paperwork to finish before I leave."

"It has been a long day," Hammond sighed getting to his feet.

"Sorry about that George," Jacob said while Dr. Fraiser was getting up from her seat. "It took me a little longer than expected to find Bra'tac."

George was saying something but Jacob wasn't listening. He caught a whiff of vanilla scented perfume as Dr. Fraiser walked by him. She didn't see but his head turned to watch her walk away.

"Jacob!"

He snapped his head back around to see George standing right in front of him with a rather deep scowl on his face.

"Are you sure you ok?"

"Never been better!" Jacob smiled devilishly and slapping George on the shoulder.

"Just stay out of trouble, please."

"Will do! See you tomorrow."

Hurrying down the stairs Jacob passed a young female Lieutenant. His nose was instantly filled with a very faint scent of Calvin Klein's Eternity. And when he turned to watch her he almost tripped down the last few steps.

'Selmak, what are you doing to me?'

'Why is everything my fault! You were the one watching the blonde trod up the steps not me!'

'Not that! My sense of smell, it's never been that acute to where I can tell what fragrance a person's wearing! Even my wife used to tease me saying I couldn't tell the difference between her fragrance shampoo and her sweet fragrance perfumes.'

'What's he wearing?'

'Old Spice after shave,' he said as he continued walking through the tunnel.

'Him.'

'Dial, soap.'

'Her.'

'Caress body wash, Fusion Berry.'

'How do you know that one?'

'Last time I visited Sam remember, I had to use that stuff.'

'Oh, yes. What about Samantha?'

"Where are the guys?" he asked.

"They're on their way," she smiled adjusting the collar on her leather jacket.

"Sam, how come you're not wearing any perfume?"

"Dad!"

"I thought all women wear perfume when they go out," he smiled.

"I do, when it's a date. Not when I'm going out with the guys," she scoffed pushing the elevator button.

Jacob watched her for a moment, pondering his next question.

"Do you go out on dates?"

"Dad, that's none of your business. Especially after what I saw today! I don't even want to know what was going on between you and Themis."

"I would like to know," Jack said as he and the others arrived.

"I bet you would!" Jacob smiled.

"Come on Jake, she is beautiful," Jack said, instantly getting a glare from Sam, as they filled up the elevator.

"Alright, I can't tell you everything. But Themis was my first solo assignment. I was to infiltrate and gather information."

"By any means possible?"

"No, she was thought to be dead but when the Tok'ra heard she was alive, the High Council decided to explore the possibility of her being a potential ally. And for the record...she came after me!"

"Jake you old dog, couldn't resist a pretty face!"

"Colonel!" Sam protested.

"You have no idea," Jacob whispered to Jack.

"Dad!"

"Sorry Sam," Jacob smiled sheepishly at her. "I'll buy you a drink. In fact drinks are on me too."

"Sweet! Teal'c you're driving me and Daniel home tonight!"

"He can drive?" Jacob asked.

"Taught him myself," Jack smiled proudly.

"I sure hope you drive better than you fly Jack. I've seen your flight record!" Jacob laughed.

Her father was acting strange and Sam was the only one who noticed. Jacob was not being his usual 'I'm a two star General so don't fuck with me' self. She decided that maybe it was the alcohol. The guys seemed to be enjoying themselves. Even Teal'c who wasn't drinking.

They were relaxed, joking, and being obnoxious. Well, Teal'c wasn't being obnoxious. But her father and the Colonel were. It was difficult to tell who was being more obnoxious between the two. They were even flirting with the waitresses. Sam gave her dad a swift kick in his shin for that one.

Then somehow her father and the Colonel started a bet to see who could drink the other under the table. It must have happened when she made a trip to the ladies room because they already downed two shots of Tequila each when she returned. Daniel had wisely declined to join. And Jacob promised his symbiote wouldn't interfere with the bet.

She was just glad they ate something before they started doing shots in between beers. And that was another thing that was strange, her father's appetite. He ate two steaks and the other half of hers that she couldn't finish.

If the others didn't seem worried about her father's sudden appetite. They were incapable anyway. Daniel was already blitzed after four beers. Teal'c ate two steaks himself. The Colonel, well he was having too much fun swapping stories with her dad.

"I'm surprised the two of them can stand," Daniel said sipping on his cup of coffee at the bar.

"I'm just surprised!" she said watching as her father and the Colonel were shooting a game of pool talking nonstop.

"About your father?"

"Yeah, he's not acting like his normal self."

"How do you know? Do you expect him to be so rigid all the time?"

"No, but..."

"Sam, how many times have you gone out with your father like this?"

"Never," she hated to admit.

"Then how can you say he's not acting normal. To me this is the most normal I have ever seen him. He's like a regular guy having a good time. Let him enjoy it."

"I suppose you're right," she sighed looking at her empty cup of coffee.

"LAST CALL!"

"I am right," Daniel smiled taking her cup. "I'll get us some more coffee. Why don't you by the boys another round of drinks that will make them happy."

"Maybe I shouldn't have had Sam buy you that last drink," Daniel said as he and Teal'c helped to support the Colonel up straight.

"I'm fine," Jack insisted slurring his words.

"You are in fact, not fine," Teal'c said.

"Did I win the bet?"

"Sorry, Jacob already collected. He and Sam left a few minutes ago," Daniel said while Teal'c was unlocking the truck doors.

"Jake and his snake, that sneaky bastard. He cheated."

"I don't think so. Jacob was pretty drunk himself," Daniel laughed thinking back to how much trouble Sam had just getting her own father into the car. "He just didn't fall on his face like you did."

"I didn't fall! I was examining the cracks on the pavement...up close."

"Then you threw up," Daniel added.

"Did not!"

"Did to."

"Not!"

"To...Teal'c!"

"You did," Teal'c insisted picking up O'Neill and sitting him on the front passenger seat.

"I think someone needs to stay with him," Daniel said watching as Teal'c buckled the Colonel in.

"I will stay with him."

"Thanks, then I'll see you guys tomorrow."

"Do you not need a ride home?"

"No, I live a few blocks from here. The walk will do me good."

"Very well. I will see you tomorrow."

Daniel waited until after Teal'c drove away before heading home. The cold air was refreshing and helped to sober him up.

It had been a long day he was looking forward to getting a good night sleep. Thankfully Hammond didn't want them in until ten in the morning so Daniel was going to get at least a solid six hours of sleep. The usual for him, he didn't sleep much anyway. He didn't even bother turning any of the lights on in his apartment, planning on heading straight to the bed.

"About damn time you showed up," said a familiar voice in the darkness.

A light clicked and Daniel's living room was illuminated. There sitting on his couch was a man he had not seen since his summer internship on a dig just outside of Cairo.

"Gabriel?"

"So, you do remember me," Gabriel replied getting to his feet.

"How could I forget after the...um...mummy incident."

"Just doing my job. I was glad for the help."

"I never told a soul, you made me swear."

"Daniel, I'm not here because of that," Gabriel said holding his hands up. "Sit down. Please."

Knowing the kind of man Gabriel was Daniel quickly did as he was asked sitting in the chair opposite the couch. From the look on Gabriel's face, Daniel had a feeling he wasn't going to get that good night sleep after all.

"I need your help again old friend," he said after he sat back down.

"Sure, if you need translations..."

"No, not that kind of help. Do you know a General Jacob Carter?"

"Yes, he's the father a very good friend of mine."

"Major Samantha Carter?"

"Yes," Daniel said slowly not really sure where this questioning was leading him.

"How well do you know the General?"

"Jacob is a very good friend of mine. He had saved my butt a few times too many and I owe him my life."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Gabriel sighed.

"Why?"

Gabriel was silent for a few moments and appeared to be collecting his thoughts.

"Do you remember what I told you long ago, about my job?" he finally asked.

"Yes, you said it was secret and that you rid the world of evil but Jacob is not evil. He's a good man!"

"That may be true but it doesn't change what happened to him."

"What are you talking about? And you had better tell me now!" Daniel snapped in anger.

"Do you know he was attacked by an animal the other night?"

"Yes, I found out earlier this evening. They never discovered what animal it was. Are you telling me you know about it?"

"I was there. I was too late in preventing the attack on your friend. For that, I am truly sorry."

"What attacked him and why are you going to kill him? That is why you're here, isn't it? That's your job!"

"Yes," Gabriel said sadly.

"So, what attacked him?"

"A werewolf."

Daniel blinked. He wanted to laugh thinking it was some kind of joke. Only Gabriel was deadly serious.

"Excuse me?" Daniel managed to say after a long moment.

He was burning up. It felt too hot in his bedroom. Much too hot too sleep. Jacob quickly got up, stormed across the room and flung open the window. Looking down he saw his shirt was drenched and he quickly yanked it off dropping it on the floor at his feet. He stuck his head out the window and just breathed in the cool October air for a few minutes.

Plumes of his breath could be seen from his nose when he exhaled slowly. The sky was perfectly clear. He couldn't see the stars as well here in the city, not like at Cheyenne Mountain. But the moon was still bright in night sky.

Somehow it seemed mesmerizing and Jacob couldn't take his eyes from it, almost as if he would miss something if he turned away. Not until a shiver passed through him was he compelled to look elsewhere.

Leaving the window open, Jacob headed back to bed. White-hot pain flashed suddenly through him causing him to double over and collapse onto the floor. It was quickly changed to a burning sensation up and down his right arm from his fingertips to his shoulder.

'Selmak!'

There was no reply. There wouldn't be. She was still in a deep sleep after purging his body of the alcohol contents he consumed earlier. He had way too much to drink. It would be hours before she would wake.

Sitting up and leaning against the bed, he grimaced in pain clutching his arm. Beads of sweat began to pour down his face. He was even having a hard time keeping his grip on his own arm because his entire body was sweating profusely. The pain was so bad that it took all of his will power not to cry out. Then it got worse.

His right hand began making strange popping noises. The burning sensation increased and focused on his hand and was accompanied by a tingling sensation. Uncurling his fist he watched his fingers slowly begin to extend. Blinking back the sweat and his tears of pain he tried to focus, uncomprehending what he was seeing. His whole hand was lengthening.

A whimper escaped from him when he saw talons slowly sprouting from his fingertips. He quickly covered his mouth with his other hand to keep from crying out from the shock of what he was witnessing.

Like a frightened child, Jacob quickly squeezed his eyes shut wishing for what was happening to stop. His mind just couldn't grasp the reality of the situation. It went against everything he knew in the universe.

Only after several moments had passed, and not until he heard his own hurried breathing instead of the bone popping sounds, did he open his eyes. He saw that his hand was back to normal and he felt no more pain, no more tingly burning sensation. His hand trembled as he turned it over to inspect it. Then he passed out.