Author's notes: Language

For the past two hours Daniel sat quietly and listened. Gabriel explained in full detail what he meant by the evils of the world. Daniel almost couldn't believe it. Vampires, werewolves, warlocks, demons, and yes mummies. It was unbelievable but all the stories and myths were true. They all existed but the Roman Catholic Church kept their existence secret.

The Knights of the Holy Order had been around for centuries, changing their title to just the Order during the latter half of the twentieth century. A secret society, who has agents like Gabriel scattered throughout the world. Their job to protect the innocent and keep the evil from spreading, killing it if possible. And all done without the average person ever knowing about.

Of course, stories would leak out. Rumors were inevitable. There were books, cults, and even movies about these creatures. It made sense that such creatures were based on fact. Our modern fairy tales we tell to our children were horror stories from our distant past based on true events.

It made too much sense to Daniel. And he couldn't help but notice the similarity between the way the Order functioned and the way the SGC functioned. Both existed in secret and worked hard to keep their secrets. The Order's evil was here on Earth. The SGC's was out in the universe. Both were trying to achieve the same objective by getting rid of evil.

Even Daniel noticed how he and Gabriel were the same kind of man. Both were men of intellect and had a knack for adventure. One had to be adventurous to do what their jobs entailed. That was why the two of them got along so well long ago.

Yet, there was another similarity, a darker one. It was subtle but Daniel picked up on it. He had a talent for knowing people. While Gabriel was explaining about werewolves and all the different kinds Daniel notice the tone of his friend's voice changed. The words came out briskly with a hint of anger when he explained why they needed to be exterminated. Something personal happened. Hunting werewolves was more than a job to Gabriel it was an obsession. Much like Daniel's when his wife had been taken and then killed.

"What happened?"

"Pardon me?" Gabriel asked.

"Something happened to you or your family."

"My parents were killed by a werewolf," he said sadly. "But do you understand why I must kill your friend."

"I understand but you can't kill Jacob."

"So you won't help me."

"I didn't say that. I said you can't kill Jacob. He's too important to the protection of this planet."

Now it was Gabriel's turn to be surprised.

"Excuse me? Does this have something to do with what's going on inside Cheyenne Mountain."

"Yes," Daniel said leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. "What I'm about to tell you is top secret, you are not to repeat it to anyone. Since you know about secrets I'm going to tell you."

"I was hoping," Gabriel smiled. "It is an odd place for an archeologist in that mountain."

"Back in 1928 on the Giza plateau in Egypt and alien device, called a Stargate, was discovered buried beneath a cover stone. On this cover stone were writings. Hieroglyphs and symbols thought to be some ancient language. I was brought in to decipher the symbols because no one else could. Eventually I learned that they star configurations, seven symbols equal an address. We use the Stargate to travel to different planets by dialing an address. Each planet has its own unique address. Cheyenne Mountain is the SGC, Stargate Command Center. With me so far?"

"Please continue!" Gabriel eagerly said.

"During our exploring we came across an evil of our own, called the Goa'uld. They're parasites who take control of a human body."

"Parasites?"

"They're symbiotes. It's basically a snake like creature that attaches itself to the brain of a host thus taking control of the host's body and mind. The Goa'uld go around the universe impersonating Gods, such as Ra or Apophis."

"So your theories were right about the Egyptians not building the pyramids?"

"You know about my theories?"

"Of course. I knew you would be published someday and was always on the look out for your work. I guess the rest of the Academic Society weren't to keen on your theories."

"No they weren't."

"It is a shame your work cannot be published now, just to see the looks on their faces."

"Yes it is but the sacrifice is worth it," Daniel smiled.

"Saving the world without being able to share your glory with it sounds like a hard pill to swallow too me."

"Much like your line of work," Daniel countered.

"Touché my friend," Gabriel smiled. "So, back to these...Goa'uld, they're evil."

"Yes, but we do have allies. One of them is called the Tok'ra. The Tok'ra are similar to the Goa'uld. They have symbiotes too. The difference is the symbiote does not control the host's mind. Host and symbiote share the body thus having a truly symbiotic relationship."

"Why would a person chose to be a host?"

Daniel laughed, "That's what I asked the Tok'ra when we met them for the first time. A symbiote can extend their hosts life to hundreds of years and heal..."

"Lymphoma?"

"Yes," Daniel nodded. "They can heal cancer, mend a broken bone in a day, or any injury basically. Unless it's too life threatening."

"So that explains why General Carter disappeared. He's a..."

"Tok'ra. He's Earth liaison. If something were to happen to his symbiote while on Earth..."

"Then there would be no more alliance."

"Especially since the symbiote he carries is the oldest and wisest of all the Tok'ra."

"Must be one hell of a burden for the man."

"Jacob is a good man and more than capable."

"Yes, I've read his file. I've read all the files for the personnel at the...SGC."

"So, you can't kill Jacob. You said it yourself, it's a disease and most diseases have a cure, right?"

"Let me make a phone call to my friend, Carl. If there is a cure he will find it."

'JACOB!'

Selmak called him for again for the tenth time. She finally felt his mind beginning to wake.

'Selmak?'

'Yes, Jacob,' she exasperated. 'Who else would it be?'

'Ah...Selmak, what were you doing last night?'

'I was sleeping.'

'Sleep walking?'

'No sleeping. Why?'

'Why am I sleeping on the floor then?'

Seeing with her host's eyes, she saw they were on the floor, curled on their side.

'We weren't sleeping on the floor when we went to bed!'

'Damn! It's cold in here! Did you open the window?' Jacob asked getting to his feet and quickly shutting the window.

'I didn't open it! Why are you blaming me?'

'Well I didn't do it!'

Selmak searched around in Jacob's memories for last night after they went to bed. Just some dream about the moon that was all. Jacob had a nightmare about his fingers growing claws. That was kind of an odd nightmare. But so was the nightmare he had about Selmak bursting through his ribcage. Really, she would never do such a thing to her host. Before probing a little deeper she heard his stomach growling.

'How could you be hungry after everything you ate last night?'

'I don't know...you tell me. Aren't you the one in control of my metabolism?'

Something was not right with her host, he never ate this much. Yet if there was a problem she couldn't figure out what it was. As far as Selmak was concerned Jacob was fine, so was she. But still...

'What's wrong Selmak?'

Damn, him. He's sensitive to her feelings when she doesn't want him to be and oblivious at times when she needed him most. Typical!

'I think we should see Dr. Fraiser today.'

'What? Why?' he asked nervously. 'I feel fine!'

'I feel fine too.'

'Actually, I feel great.'

'As do I. But something has happened to us?'

'Like what?'

'I'm not sure.'

'It can't be that bad. I mean I know my hearing has improved, my sense of smell is more acute and my sense of taste...wow that steak tasted great last night. Together we're stronger and you can heal much faster. So, I'm a little hungry from time to time. What's so bad about all of that?'

'Nothing,' she answered honestly.

'Then why go to the doctor?'

What he said was true. All of his senses and her abilities were improved but she still had a nagging feeling. But in his current mood she wasn't going to convince him. Another approach was required.

'Would it really be that bad to see Dr. Fraiser again?'

'You're changing the subject.'

'True, but I know what you were thinking when you were looking at her legs.'

"Dad!" Sam called through the door.

"I'm up! I need to shower be there in a few!"

'Pancakes! I haven't tasted pancakes yet!' Selmak insisted quickly changing the subject before Jacob objected to her previous comment.

They quickly headed to the door and opened it.

"Sam, can we stop at that all you can eat pancake house on the way in?"

"Sure dad, we have time."

"Thanks!"

'Thank you, Jacob!'

If Selmak had arms she would wrap them around his spinal cord. Instead she let him feel the warmth of her happiness.

Jacob had that warm feeling at the back of his head and he knew his symbiote was content. It was better than when she was mad at him. Then she was like a chunk of ice back there. Takes the meaning of brain freeze to a whole new level.

In the bathroom, he turned the shower on catching a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror and did a double take. Actually he opened then shut the mirror to make sure there was nothing wrong with it.

'Selmak, my scar is gone!'

'What?'

'The scar on my forehead! The one I've I for almost my entire life is gone!'

'Sweet!'

Jacob shook his head and groaned.

'Please, don't start repeating Jack's lines to me. It's bad enough hearing them from Jack!'

'He picked up a few of yours last night!'

'That was funny hearing Holy Hannah come out of his mouth!' Jacob said doing some more inspecting. 'Even my appendix scar is gone. And some of the bullet scars on my chest.'

'What about the ones on your back?'

Jacob turned around, craning his neck to look in the mirror.

'They're gone too. Now why can't you do something about my hairline if you can take care of my scars?'

'I already told you...'

'Oh, nevermind,' he said stepping into the shower.

The whole time Selmak was singing that song, 'Singing in the Rain'. She did it every time they took a shower. And she would sing it over and over. Jacob learned to tune her out because she sang off key and couldn't carry a tune to save their collective asses. Then she suddenly stopped singing when he was slowly drying his chest with a towel.

'What's wrong?' she asked him.

'I used to have more gray hair than that on my chest,' he said combing his fingers through it.

Out of curiosity he looked in the mirror, inspecting the hair on his head.

'You have less gray there too! What ab...'

'Don't even go there! It's bad enough you peek when I'm taking a pee!' he snarled at her.

'You act like I've never seen one before,' she snorted.

'I'm not listening!'

'Fine!'

Jacob suddenly received an image of her flipping him the bird.

'Really Selmak, that's not very lady like. I think I've corrupted you with that one. Listen, I'll put tons of syrup on the pancakes just for you because I know you have quite the sweet tooth.'

She didn't reply but from their emotional bond he could feel she was happy again. Throughout the entire breakfast she was happy and content too. She had Jacob try every kind of pancake there was and found chocolate chip pancakes were her favorite. In fact anything with chocolate was her favorite as far as Jacob was concerned. Whenever the two had an argument he would eat chocolate as a piece offering which is why he always loaded up on the chocolate bars before heading back to the Tok'ra tunnels, they liked to bicker a lot.

Down in the tunnels of the SGC Jacob headed to his quarters to change into his fatigues. The whole time wondering if Sam noticed his scar was gone or noticed that there were fewer gray hairs on his head. She was very quiet during breakfast. Of course he didn't give her much of a chance to talk. His mouth was going nonstop between the eating and the talking like he was full of energy and needed to let it out. Thank God Sam didn't kick him under the table again, that fucking hurt. And all he did was wink at the nice looking waitress when he ordered a drink last night.

Stepping into the elevator he could smell the faint aroma of coffee. God he missed coffee. It was cruel of Selmak not to allow him a sip every now and then. Inhaling deeply he guessed that whoever was in possession of the coffee was in the elevator less than an hour ago.

There was also another aroma that attracted his attention, something much more enticing than the coffee he was craving. The elevator doors opened on the next floor but the aroma wasn't there so he went down to the next floor below. There were lots of smells but he was only interested in one and again nothing that one was missing. It wasn't until he reached level twenty-eight did he exit the elevator. He followed the scent not caring where it would lead him.

He smiled. He should have known he would have ended up in the infirmary. He had forgotten that that was his original destination. This was where the aroma was strongest. He immediately saw the empty cup of coffee at the nurses' station and went to it.

"That's Dr. Fraiser's," the nurse smiled when he picked up the cup.

Janet turned when she heard her name. There was General Carter getting his coffee fix by inhalation. She still found it amusing that his symbiote wouldn't allow him to drink coffee. But it appears to have not stopped him from getting a small fix by any means possible.

"Good morning General," she smiled walking to him.

"Good morning Janet," he smiled playfully at her setting her cup down.

"How are you feeling General?" she asked, knowing that General Jacob Carter does not smile like that to anyone nor does he address anyone by his or her first name unless they're old friends or family.

"Fine," he answered, still smiling at her.

"Are you sure?" she asked leading him to one of the infirmary beds.

"Well, Selmak requested I come to the infirmary, but honestly I feel great!"

"If I to run a few tests does Selmak know what we would be looking for?" Janet asked turning to call for Nurse Jennings who was now mysteriously gone from her post.

When she turned back around Jacob was much closer, invading her personal space. Looking up she saw an almost wild look in his eyes.

"Looks like we're all alone," he whispered leaning down and kissed her forehead.

"General..." she said putting her hands on his chest attempting to hold him back.

He kissed her left eyelid.

"Jacob," he insisted.

Then he kissed her right eyelid.

"General..." she said turning her face away from his but she quit trying to hold him back.

"Janet, I really would like it if you called me Jacob," he cooed gently turning her face back to his.

"Jacob, we shouldn't..."

Janet didn't resist when his lips gently pressed against hers. Nor did she struggle as the kiss deepened and his hands slid behind her and down her back.

Their lips remained locked when he lifted her up and set her on the bed. Janet found it much easier this way, no neck ache because he was taller than she was. Now they were on the same level and his mouth was on her neck below her left ear. It lingered there for awhile until his lips found hers again.

They're kissing was growing in intensity when suddenly glass shattered behind them. Breathlessly they both stopped and looked. Janet could hear heavy boots running away and was certain Jacob could hear them too by the way he was smiling.

"I guess we gave them something to talk about," Jacob laughed leaning his forehead against hers.

"Yes, we did," she smiled in total agreement caressing his face.

"You're right, we shouldn't do this here," he whispered kissing her hand tenderly. "My quarters or your office?"

"Jacob, I'm on duty!"

"Let's see my quarters has a bed, but your office is much closer," he smiled wickedly at her.

"What...no flowers or dinner first?"

"Great idea, that way we won't be in a rush! Dinner tonight, I'll pick you up at seven," he said kissing her affectionately on the lips then left her wanting more after he walked away.

"Wait, I didn't even say yes or no," she said before he reached the door.

"Janet, I know your answer is yes because you would have slapped me across the face if you didn't want me to kiss you!"

"Cocky bastard," she said to herself after he left.

Jacob popped his head back in and smiled, "Yes, I am a cocky bastard!"

Janet grabbed the pillow and threw it at him. She could hear him laughing hard as he walked down the tunnel. Hopping off the bed she went over and started cleaning up her broken coffee mug.

"The General seemed very happy, did I miss anything?" Jennings asked with a smile on her face picking up the pillow that was on the floor.

"Where did you go?" Janet asked in mock anger.

"I thought the two of you needed some privacy."

"What gave you that idea?"

"Dr. Fraiser, I've seen you two together in the commissary a couple of times when he's visiting Earth waiting for his daughter. Plus, I saw the two of you flirting the other night after that animal bit General Carter. And just now, the way he was looking at you...I knew you two needed to be alone."

Janet's mouth fell open. She was shocked she never imagined their playful banter would be construed as flirting. The General's an intelligent man, she, an intelligent woman, and both had a sense of humor, the two just seemed to have a lot to talk about whenever there were together. It never crossed Janet's mind that they were flirting. But it was a pleasant surprise when he kissed her.

Nurse Jennings laughed and went to answer the phone when it rang, "Ok, I'll tell her. General Hammond needs you in the briefing room right away," Jennings smiled hanging up the phone then her eyes opened. "Oh, my God!"

"What?"

"On your neck," she giggled pointing.

Janet quickly found a mirror. There was a hickey on her neck. It was faint but definitely noticeable. And Jacob left it in a spot Janet couldn't conceal it unless she used makeup but she didn't have time for that.

"That dirty bastard! He is going to pay for that!"

If Teal'c hadn't been at Jack's house the Colonel never would have arrived at the SGC on time or at all. He was so hung over he didn't want to move or contemplate how he was going to function today.

He told Teal'c on the drive over that he was never going out drinking with Jacob again. Well, unless Jake was buying again then it would be ok. After all Jacob had a two star General's salary and could afford it. Jack swore he would pace himself next time they have a drinking contest so hopefully he wouldn't get the splitting headache.

But on such occasions, which were very rare, when Jack came to work hung over there was only one thing to do about it. Go see the doc! Dr. Fraiser had her own special remedy for hangovers. The doc seemed to have a remedy for anything. Jack always thanked God for Janet Fraiser because she was such a good person with a generous heart. And she had spunk too. She knew how to handle him. Whenever he gave her any shit she would always use one of those big needles of hers. Thankfully her remedy for hangovers didn't need to be injected. So without trepidation he headed to the infirmary, immediately after changing out of his civilian clothes, knowing that Janet was on duty.

When he first entered the infirmary Jack saw the nurse's station was vacant. Then turned to see two people making out. More accurately, he saw little Janet Fraiser with her leg wrapped around big bad Jacob Carter. He blinked a couple of times. Then he rubbed his eyes a little. It was still sweet little Janet Fraiser, the doctor everybody thought of as a sister, as a friend, as a wonderful person to just be acquainted with. And she was clinging onto Major Carter's dad, the two star General nobody wanted to fuck with because he could make you piss in your pants like a little boy with a single glare. The two were kissing each other passionately...very passionately. Actually, extremely passionately came to Jack's mind when he stepped back. He was expecting them to rip each other's clothes off any moment. And probably would have if he didn't accidentally bump into the desk.

Jack never ran so fast in his entire life when the coffee cup slid of the desk. The mere thought of being seen by either of those two was enough of a remedy to cure his hangover. And the thought of coming under the wrath of Janet and Jacob combined was more terrifying than going face to face with a Goa'uld wearing a hand ribbon device. Ignoring the pain in his knees Jack sprinted down the tunnel. And he kept running until he turned the corner and bounced of Teal'c. The concrete floor sent a jolt up his back when he landed on his ass.

"Are you alright, O'Neill?" Teal'c asked offering his hand to Jack and helping him on his feet.

"I think I'll be," he said peeking around the corner towards the infirmary doorway. "Good, they didn't see me!"

"Who?"

"You don't want to know!" Jack exclaimed wavy his hands in the air.

"General Hammond has requested our presence in the briefing room."

"Did he say why?"

"He did not."

"Well, let's go see what the man has to say," Jack said glancing back one last time.

When he and Teal'c arrived in the conference room Major Carter was already sitting at the conference table to Hammond's left. Teal'c took the vacant seat beside her. Jack took his usual seat to Hammond's right. Jack felt most comfortable there always feeling too vulnerable with his back to the windows.

"So, what's going?" Jack asked.

"I don't know. We'll find out as soon as Dr. Jackson arrives," Hammond replied as Dr. Fraiser arrived taking a seat beside the Colonel.

Thankfully she didn't notice him glancing nervously at her. So Jack decided to play it cool like he never saw a thing. Only the more he tried not thinking about it the more images of Janet and Jacob kept popping in his head. The more images the more scenarios of coming under Janet or Jacob's wrath kept coming to mind.

"How's your morning going?" he asked Dr. Fraiser while Hammond was asking Major Carter where her father was.

"Fine, thank you," she smiled in her usual way while reaching for a glass of water.

When she leaned back Jack noticed something on her neck and immediately knew what it was. He quickly turned his head away and bit his tongue afraid something stupid would come out of his mouth. Sooner or later it was going to. So he turned to ask General Hammond a question but he wasn't at his seat. He was in his office paging General Carter. Looking across the table Major Carter was busy writing on her note pad and Teal'c appeared to be deep in thought as he waited patiently.

A cold sweat started breaking out on the back of Jack's neck. It took all of his will power not to say anything about the hickey. He so wanted to. The doc didn't even try to cover it up with her lab coat collar making him think she wasn't aware it was there. It was too high up her neck for that to work anyway. But then she put her hand over it for a second and Jack knew she was aware of it. He started chewing on tongue.

'Oh, shit, I'm looking again!' he thought to himself turning his head back and seeing Hammond was back in his seat.

Then in came Jacob with a smirking grin on his face. Jack couldn't tell if Jacob was smirking because it was a General's prerogative to be late or if it was because he and Janet just had a tongue-wrestling contest. Jack was bombarded by images again as the General took a seat beside Teal'c. The man even glanced at sweet innocent Janet and gave her a quick smile before he asked Hammond what they were doing there. Again Hammond repeated the same answer as before.

And again, Jack found himself looking at Janet's hickey. He couldn't take his eyes off it. It was mesmerizing! And mind shattering to think of Janet with Jacob. The pairing never crossed Jack's mind. She was the same age as Jacob's daughter, for crying out loud. And Jacob was a Tok'ra which made him, in Tok'ra years, a teenager? So that would mean he was half Janet's age canceling the idea of her being the Major's age? It was too mind boggling for Jack. He was a man of action.

Jack leaned over to Janet and whispered in her ear, "You have something on your neck."

Suddenly a deep low menacing growl sounded from across the table. Jack and everyone else slowly turned to look at Jacob. The man's neck veins were extended out as far as biologically possible. His deep scowl enhanced his dark narrow eyes as he glared at Jack. The man was so pissed he was sweating heavily.

"Selmak?" Jack asked weakly.

Jacob's plan to take a cold shower had to be put on hold when he heard George's voice over the intercom system. He desperately needed that shower too. He could feel himself beginning to sweat. But he didn't know if it was because of his extracurricular activities with Janet or because the temperature in the tunnels was becoming unbearable.

Quickly he used his sleeve to whip the sweat from his forehead before heading up the stair into the conference room. He could smell Janet's perfume, she had just passed by minutes before and he let a smile slip. His mind was filled with images of her in his arms when they were down in the infirmary together. He had been so preoccupied with her he never heard the visitor approaching the infirmary. Or he heard but he didn't want to tear himself away from Janet.

Janet quickly shot him a wicked smile when he sat down and he returned the favor before turning to George.

"What are we doing here?"

"We'll find out as soon as Dr. Jackson arrives," George replied.

George had kept on talking but Jacob wasn't listening anymore. O'Neill was leaning too close to Janet for Jacob's liking. And he suddenly saw O'Neill as a threat. Janet was Jacob's and he wasn't about to let O'Neill threaten what was rightfully his. The need to protect what was his was overwhelming.

A deep low growl escaped his throat causing everyone to look at him. His eyes never left O'Neill as the anger boiled him. He could feel the perspiration rolling down his face.

"Selmak?" Jack asked.

"I do not believe that is Selmak, symbiotes do not growl," Teal'c said.

"Dad?" Sam asked.

Suddenly fiery hot pain flashed through his body. Jacob jerked forward then shot to his feet knocking the chair over. He stumbled backwards until he back was against the window. He could hear his bones popping, all of them felt like thousands of white-hot needles piercing deep within of his body.

Looking down both his hands were changing much like the one did last night. Only this time his arms grew too and not just in length. The muscles in his arms expanding causing the sleeves of his green jacket to rip from the cuff to the shoulder. But Jacob didn't recognize his arms any more. They were covered in sleek black...hair...no fur!

"Holy Shit!" someone shouted.

Jacob's chest heaved and his shirt had become to constricting. He reached up and saw his hand, only it wasn't a human hand anymore. It was similar with long fingers only it was much bigger and covered with soft short black fur with three inch razor sharp claws from each finger. Regardless, he ripped his shirt and jacket off dropping the torn clothes on the floor.

A strange whimper came from his mouth when he tried to call for help. But no one moved. They looked too stunned to even speak. All of them had their mouths gaping wide open. He tried calling for Selmak. He screamed for her inside his mind wondering where the hell she was when he really needed her.

Still enjoying the memory of eating chocolate chip pancakes Selmak continued sending warm feelings to her kind and generous host. She was content to just go along for the ride as he waltzed through the SGC tunnels. He seemed to be in an unbelievable good mood. And she noticed he wasn't thinking dirty thoughts every time a woman walked by, like he was yesterday.

This morning he was ignoring them. He even ignored the coffee aroma when his nose caught whiff of a familiar scent. Selmak immediately recognized it as the vanilla fragrance that Dr. Fraiser likes to wear. Jacob on the other hand was so preoccupied with just following the scent he didn't even realize who it belonged to. Selmak knew the particular woman Jacob was going after was the only one her host desired. He had been attracted to her for some time but wouldn't act upon those feelings. Not until recently that is.

Since Jacob was her first male host, Selmak was still learning about the different stages of the male's sexual appetite from a man's perspective. She had all the experience for a woman's perspective and the two at times conflicted. But today there was no mistaking how horny he was. With her host on his mission she decided it was best to give him his privacy. At least until he called for her. Much like they had done before. Sometimes it would be hours before Jacob called her. So Selmak went into her own version of meditation and tuned everything out, almost completely disconnecting her from him. But still connected enough her for host to experience the enhanced pleasures that occurred with the advantage of having a symbiote.

'SELMAK!'

Such a cry of fear and desperation from Jacob scared Selmak out of her slumber. Never before had she felt his heart race out of fright. He was almost like a child crying for her to help him. But then she felt what he was physically feeling. The tingly hot burning sensations throughout his body. The bones themselves were reforming. The muscles grew in strength and capacity. Even his lungs expanded more to accommodate his growing frame. Selmak had to do a double take herself when she saw the black fur on Jacob's arms and the long curved claws from his fingers.

'Jacob, is this one of those Halloween jokes you're known for?' she asked hoping that's what it was.

'No...please make it stop!' he cried falling to his knees.

'Jacob...I'm not doing it! I wouldn't even know where to begin!'

'Help me!' he pleaded looking down at his chest.

Selmak watched as black hairs exploded from his skin starting around his navel and spreading quickly up towards his face. She was too stunned to do anything, she didn't even know what to think when she felt the hairs sprout from his face and over his head.

'Well, that's one way to take care of your hairline!' she joked nervously only Jacob wasn't laughing.

Then Selmak was jolted and almost lost her grip. His cranium grew and changed shape. Suddenly she had a lot more room and could actually stretch out instead of being cramped up around his spinal cord. She was beside herself it was the first time in centuries she could stretch out. She was so giddy with excitement that she momentarily forgot about her host's disposition.

Getting back to Jacob she found he wasn't in pain anymore. His breathing had returned back to normal. Well, normal for his changed state. But she couldn't see anything because his eyes were closed. Then he opened them. Jacob tilted his head down and Selmak watched as he stood on two long powerful legs covered in the same sleek black fur. His pants were torn but still hung snuggly around his thin waistline. And when he stood at full height, Selmak gasped, she was so high up, at least a foot higher than normal.

Then he was back to thinking about Janet. Selmak felt how angry Jacob was that O'Neill was still close to her. Jacob let loose a beastly growl from his gut and out his mouth. It filled the room vibrating the windows. The growl resonated deep within Jacob's chest tickling Selmak and making her giggle. Wow! And she thought he growled wonderfully as a human! This was so much better. His chest was bigger with more lung capacity giving him more power behind his roar.

Then Selmak did some roaring herself. Roaring in laughter that is. She laughed at him when he attempted to jump over the table. The klutz skidded across and landed on his face with a yelp. She instantly felt bad. It wasn't fair for her to laugh at Jacob at this point. He was like a pup using its legs for the first time. Jacob growled and snarled again. His legs wobbled a little when he got back on his feet just as a SF came running in. The stupid idiot just starting shooting despite Hammond yelling for him to hold his fire.

Selmak realized that you could teach an old dog new tricks. Jacob leaped gracefully backwards over the corner of the table, dodging the first bullet. Her host the quick learner. Egieria herself would be proud of such a host despite the fur and fangs. But the second bullet struck Jacob right in the stomach making him yelp and whine.

Instantly Selmak began healing her host taking pleasure in her new healing abilities.

"Holy Shit!" Hammond exclaimed then quickly added a few Hail Mary's for using a curse word.

General George Hammond was also of the faith, like a lot of people, 'I'll believe it when it see it.' Only George was having a hard time believing what was happening to his good friend and buddy, Jacob. The man was sprouting fur! Black shiny fur covered his arms and spread like wildfire up his chest and down his back.

Then Jacob's shoulders thickened and his chest grew broader to accommodate the massive arms he now had. And even though he was on his knees, George saw that Jacob's legs were equally impressive in strength and size. If that wasn't impressive enough his face and head were completely covered with black fur.

Hammond instinctively pulled Major Carter to behind him when she got to her feet. The young woman looked terrified and amazed at the same time. Even Teal'c's usual stoned face expression was stunned as he stood beside the General. Glancing to his right George saw the doctor and Colonel sitting with their mouths wide open too shocked to even move. And they all thought they had seen it all.

As Jacob's head began to change shape the bones themselves made a sickening popping noise. No wonder Jacob was whimpering the whole time, the entire process must hurt like hell. With Jacob's mouth wide open, George saw a different set of teeth had formed, fangs included. Then his face changed, it extended to form a long narrow snout accommodating his new set of teeth. Lastly six inch ears sprouted making Jacob's head similar to that of a wolf to fit proportionately with his much larger body.

Suddenly Jacob was quiet. George assumed the transformation was now complete. As Jacob got to his feet he stood at least eighteen to twenty inches taller, if you included the ears. Then he was snarling at Colonel O'Neill again. Leave it to Jack, only he could piss someone off that much that they had to turn wolf on him. There were times Hammond would give anything to rip a roar like that at Jack too.

When Jacob attempted to leap frog over the table his knees hit the side and he slid across. A loud yelp filled the room when he landed face first on the floor. George wanted to laugh but when Jacob started growling again he decided it was better not to. Like he was telling them they had better not fucking laugh at him for being a klutz.

A gun fired, startling Hammond but Jacob was surprisingly quick and nimble enough to dodge the bullet. All though after today, nothing would ever surprise Hammond again!

"HOLD YOUR FIRE!" Hammond ordered just as the SF fired again and Jacob yelp again.

Jacob held his stomach whining. Then his hand...his claw...whatever you want to call it dropped to his side and George saw the bullet hole heal instantly. Must be Selmak's handy work. Suddenly George started wondering what the symbiote was doing or if he was the cause of Jacob's transformation. But he couldn't focus on that thought at the moment. Jacob began snarling and snapping his jaw. He looked pissed for being shot at and roared loudly at them.

Then suddenly he started choking and gagging.

Thanks to Daniel getting through the checkpoints was easy for Gabriel. All Daniel said was General Hammond was expecting them and they were waved through every checkpoint at each elevator that took them lower into the bowels of the mountain. Gabriel didn't have time to look around because everyone was already waiting for them so he and Daniel were running through the tunnels between checkpoints.

Emerging from the final elevator Gabriel heard the all too familiar beastly sound of a werewolf in full form. He bolted for the open door grabbing his gun out of habit. Both he and Daniel came into the briefing room, as Daniel called it, to see the biggest werewolf Gabriel had ever laid eyes on.

"Holy Mary Mother of God!" he gasped and quickly did the sign of the cross.

Jacob, the werewolf, stood well over seven feet. In all of Gabriel's encounters no werewolf had ever grown so tall. Or thick! From the photographs of Jacob, Gabriel saw he was a slender man with long arms and legs. But as a werewolf his arms and legs were at least twice as thick as normal. His waist stayed narrow but his chest was broader with a thick neck and bulked up shoulders. His body covered in sleek black fur. But Gabriel could tell he wasn't a young man. This werewolf had white fur on his snout and a little on the chin. When he turned his ears Gabriel could see there were flecks of white hairs on them. His chest had an interesting small pattern of white hair, kind of like an upside down Christmas tree between the pectoral muscles.

Gabriel quickly scanned to see everyone requested for the meeting was present while Jacob was snapping his jaws. He looked pissed about something. Gabriel concluded the SF hit Jacob with a bullet or two. Gabriel quickly put his gun away not wishing to accidentally shoot Jacob himself.

Then Jacob started choking and gagging like something was stuck in his throat. He even reached for his throat, which to Gabriel was odd. Most werewolves didn't do anything remotely human. Finally, after one last deep cough a bullet flew from Jacob's mouth. They all watched it bounce and roll across the table.

"Bloody hell! I've never seen that before!" Gabriel exclaimed raising his eyebrows.

Jacob did another human characteristic by wiping the drool from his mouth with the back of his hand. Then he shook his and and roared an emphatically to everyone. Gabriel was at a loss. This werewolf was not acting like any of the werewolves previously encountered.

"Now what?" Daniel asked.

"I do not know. I was not expecting him to take form so soon after being bitten," Gabriel answered. "What happened just before he changed?"

"He was glaring at me then snapped!" Jack answered finally getting to his feet. "I guess I have that effect on people."

"Quickly, what were you doing?" Gabriel asked as Daniel was explaining something to Hammond.

"He was talking to me," Janet quickly volunteered.

"I see," Gabriel said immediately noticing a mark on her neck.

Jacob was moving again. Jack grabbed Janet in an attempt to pull her to safety.

"Stop, let her go!" Gabriel quickly yelled.

"Are you nuts?"

"Jack if you want to live let her go. It's obvious Jacob sees you as a threat!"

Jacob snapped his jaws ferociously and tossed a chair aside.

"Jack, trust me."

"I don't know who you are?"

"Know anything about wolves Jack?"

"Of course, I've watched Discovery Channel once or twice!"

"Well, Jacob is one big bad alpha male, and you have your hands on his alpha female, now let go of her."

Jack instantly let go and stepped away from Janet.

"Now what?" Jack asked.

Gabriel honestly didn't know. This was the longest he stood in the same room with a living werewolf. They were usually trying to kill him. But this one was definitely different. He had an intelligence that Gabriel could see in his dark beady eyes. Then if Gabriel needed more proof Jacob appeared to finally relax when Jack moved as far away from Janet as he could. Gabriel was surprised, never before has a werewolf been so protective over anything unless it was a meal.

If Gabriel didn't know better, Jacob looked remorseful when he fixed his eyes on Janet. A long soft high pitched whine emanated from him. Then Jacob's hands suddenly reached and grabbed his head. He was shaking it as he staggered backwards a few steps.

"I think he's fighting it!" Daniel observed.

Gabriel had to admit Daniel was right. It was evident Jacob, the werewolf, was fighting the change. Already parts of his body began changing back to his human self.

Being a medical doctor and a woman of science there are some things that just don't fit into Dr. Fraiser's world. But some times seeing is believing. Janet thought she believed anything was possible working at the SGC. Now, she can honestly say she's seen it all from alien snakes to fur and fangs, from wannabe Gods like Apophis to a wolfman named Jacob.

When Jacob was shot in the gut her instinct was still to go to his aid. She was a doctor to not give medical treatment to a patient was something she would never dream of, even if that patient was a seven foot black hulking beast of a wolf. But Jack had a tight grip on her arm and wouldn't let go. Thankfully Selmak seemed to take care of the bullet when it was expelled out of Jacob's mouth.

Then to be called an alpha female. Wow, she had to be honored with that one. Out of all the capable women working at the SGC Jacob picked her. But Janet was hoping it had something to do with their flirting. Nurse Jennings was right the two of them, he had flirted with her before and she with him.

There were a few visits when Jacob was waiting for Sam to return to earth when he would sit with Janet in the commissary. He was always the gentleman with her. Their conversations were always witty and engaging. He would even flash that smile of his every now and then. But he was also reserved, never extending himself too far when he flirted. Janet hadn't noticed until another pointed it out.

But Jacob's reserved nature changed after he was bitten. He began acting out on those impulses. Proof by what happened between them a little while ago in the infirmary. Janet didn't try very hard to resist his affections realizing now that deep down inside she wanted him. As far as she was concerned that feeling hasn't changed, even now. The long look Jacob gave her as he whimpered made her want to cry. She understood he was telling her how sorry he was for what just happened even though it wasn't his fault.

Janet was determined to help him and she wasn't going to let anyone tell her otherwise. But she was relieved when he started to change back into his human self. Jacob as a man was fearsome enough. He was downright terrifying as a wolf. As he stood there, she saw him, as a man, frightened about what had just happened to him.

His whole body trembled. Then his eyes roll towards the back of his head and he fell forward. He couldn't just collapse on the spot and make her job easier. No, not Jacob, that would have been too easy. He had to fall forward, his head smacking so loud on the corner of the table that Janet swore she heard the skull crack. She could see his forehead split on impact as it was. Only then after his head bounced off the table did he finally hit the ground.

Not hesitating, Janet quickly went into action. She gently rolled Jacob onto his back she was taking mental notes. His body temperature was hotter than the norm and he was still shaking badly. His skin was also sweaty but she did see him perspire heavily before the transformation. Obviously the body heat is a sign, big mental note on that one.

His stomach had no sign of the bullet wound, nor was she expecting one but she had to be certain. She even noticed his current head wound was already healing. Holding his head in her hand she watched as the wound completely disappeared. She used her lab coat to wipe the blood away seeing there was no trace of the injury. Hopefully that was Selmak's doing, Janet would have to talk with both Jacob and Selmak later.

Looking up she saw that everyone else was still at the far end of the room. But the moment she barked an order they all went into action, even the visitor who came with Daniel. After all, she was the alpha female, right?

And it was time that everyone treated her like it!