Lantash's Fears

by Meushell

As they continue to adjust to being blended, Lantash and his new host must face the Goa'uld they both hate. Sequel to Lantash.

1. Among the Tau'ri

Title: Lantash's Fears
Author: Meushell
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, then it's not mine.
Summary: As they continue to adjust to being blended, Lantash and Narim must face the Goa'uld they both hate.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: (Season Two) In the Line of Duty, The Tok'ra, (Season Three) Divide and Conquer (Season Four) Between Two Fires, Land Stand, (Season Eight) Affinity
Sequel from: Lantash (I'll be writing it so it is possible to understand this without reading Lantash.)
Parings: Sam/Lantash/Narim (Ok, that's not really a pairing, is it?)

Part 1, Among the Tau'ri

--Lantash--

I'm so flat against the dirt that I can taste it. I hear the shot of a Jaffa staff weapon go over my head. With the zat'nikatel in my hand, I dare take a look, and fire. I duck down as I see another shot coming, not knowing if my own shot hit the Jaffa or not.

"Move out!" are the words of Captain Garcia, the new commander of SG-14.

I let myself slide down the hill, and knowing the Jaffa are coming, break out into a full run to the Chaapa'ai.

Slow down, I hear my host say.

I realize I am outrunning the rest of the team by a long ways. I slow down, but still keep ahead of them. My hands grace over the dialing device when I reach the Chaapa'ai.

I cannot believe our luck, Narim thinks as I input the GDO code. Our first mission here. It was supposed to be a peaceful mission! His frustration seems to be pouring off him, and all into me.

I run up the steps, and stop to wait for the rest. They arrive in seconds.

"Go! Go!" Captain Garcia shouts at me as they head up the stairs.

I follow her command, and go into the Chaapa'ai. All four members of the SG-14 follow me soon after, and a staff fire follows them. It misses all of us, and hits the wall on the other side.

"Close the iris!" I hear Captain Garcia yell.

Whoever is in the control center is probably very happy to comply.

I leave the gateroom quickly, as it still makes me uncomfortable. I pause in the hallway outside of it to gather my thoughts. It's hard to believe what has become of my life. I am a Tok'ra, and my host Narim was Tollan. We now live on earth, the planet all humans originated from. It's been six months since Narim and I escaped from the Goa'uld Zar's prison. Narim's people were destroyed by the Goa'uld. As for mine, the Tok'ra, they don't even know I'm still alive.

To be continued...