Children of Hanka 8

Author: Ammut

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Spoilers: Singularity, Rite of Passage, Metamorphosis (little one)

Season: After season 6

Pairing: Jack/Sam(maybe)

Rating: PG (Just to be safe)

Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. I have written this story for entertainment purposes only and no money whatsoever has exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of the author. Not to be archived without permission of the author. In other words: They're not mine, I don't get paid and don't steal what's really mine.

Authors note: I started writing this story a long time ago but haven't come around to finishing it. Although I've worked it all out in my head I need some inspiration to finish it in words. Reviews would be appreciated. Thanks to AlysC01(Read Hair Raising Experience!!!) for helping me when I get writers block. Yes I know the story is far from finished, I will try and post as many chapters as possible as fast as I can. REVIEW!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!

I open my eyes slowly. The tiny light that escapes from the holes in the door allows me to see the two sleeping forms on the opposite side of the room. Reuben on his mattress, where he always sleeps, and the new intruder in a corner near the door where I pointed him to go two weeks ago. I immediately feel bad for what I did earlier. 'I could at least have given him a chance. I mean, it's not as if he did something wrong. Well he did invade our space. He is a threat to people knowing who and what I really am. He did hide in the shadows. Stop it Alanna!!! He didn't ask to be here. He was put here by the same people that you hate, just like you. And he's not that bad, I've actually grown to like this strange man that invaded Reuben and my little friendship that we've built over all these years.' I feel another presence approaching. 'What the hell is going on in this place. It seems like every day the guards come a little earlier, maybe they want us to finish work faster, or like Seyton said that there was a big ritual thing coming. Although he was a little wrong with the time, two months wrong. The ritual he talked about never came even though things became stranger day by day.

The figure near the door stirred and the blanket made way for a face to appear. "Morning." He said smiling.

"Hey", I said quietly, trying not to wake Reuben as well. The door unlocked. Not that it really matters now.

Reuben groaned and sat up slowly stretching his arms above his head. "That time already?"

"Guess so" I said getting up from my corner and stretching my aching muscles. 'My own fault really, picking a fight with a guard, or Jaffa as Daniel calls them. No, I didn't really pick a fight, I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.' The Jaffa takes one of my outstretched arms and starts pulling me towards the door where Daniel and Reuben already stood. I pull my arm free, okay so maybe I picked up a few bruises. Reuben snickers and I give him a sarcastic look as I walk past him and taking the lead towards our work posts.

Semara is watching me carefully as I start walking towards our workstation.

"We'll be leaving soon."

I frown at the comment. "We should have been out of here a long time ago." I reply.

"You still think your team is coming to save you." I nod. 'Off course they're coming. Right? They're just having a little trouble. Jack O'Neill if you know what's good for you…'

I take a deep breath calming myself. "What makes you think that we're getting out of here?" I ask the elder woman again.

"I'm not sure exactly, well the change in routine is certainly bringing something on. And something my niece said in her last message. Or maybe she's just thinking of escape."

"You get messages from you niece?" The woman nods as if getting messages from other prisoners are as normal as anything.

"Where is your niece?" I ask carefully.

"With the men."

"With the men?"

"She was taken with them when we were captured, I assume it's because she dressed a lot like a man and her hair was short at the time. They must have thought she was a boy."

I shake my head trying to make sense of what I just heard, she never told me she had a niece before, or that she was here, in the same prison. She didn't really tell me a lot about herself now that I think about it. "You say that so easily, aren't you worried about her? She could be in danger, I don't even want to think what they could do to her…"

Semara lift up a hand. "She's in good hands child, she has good friends looking after her." I nod again looking down.

"What's her name?" "Alanna."

A lot of noise is coming from the other side of the workplace. I look around catching Daniel's eye from where he is working on the other side of the room. I start moving towards the door but Daniel grabs my arm as I move past him.

"Maybe we should stay out of it." I pull away walking on to the next room. I know that Reuben is working there today. I swear if they do something to him… I freeze as I see the guards dragging him and two other prisoners of somewhere into one of the doors that are only used by the guards.

"Wait!" I yell dropping my bucket and running after them. Strong arms keep me from getting close, another guard. I fight against him. "No, wait! Where are you taking him?!"

"Stay boy!!!" the guard yells throwing me down on the floor.

I get up again but Daniel is there to stop me this time. "Aleron, listen to me… Leave them, he'll be, back I promise." I shake my arms free of his grip.

"No! He won't!" I feel like crying, but I won't, I won't show that I'm weak. I'm not a little girl. I'm strong. But they shouldn't touch my friends, not Reuben.

I can't take this anymore. Why can't this just be easy like all the other times we went in there and saved our collective asses? I am sitting in the briefing room looking for a little peace and quiet before our next briefing. Teal'c and I've been back to that planet about three times trying to get Carter and Daniel back but turned up with nothing but a nice fire fight and a few pissed of goa'ulds. Okay, so I underestimated the bad guys once again, but it seemed easy. Get in there, get them out, come home. Seems like we're going to need a bit more of a strategically approach. That's what I'm sitting here for, in the briefing room. General Hammond has issued a briefing with SG-2, SG-3 and the remaining SG-1 members to think of a strategic way to save Daniel and Carter's buts. Only I'm about an hour early and now I'm doing something I seldom would admit to doing, thinking. Thinking of how I am going to enjoy killing that snakehead if he even think about touching Daniel or Carter. Especially Sam.