"We've been working with the theory that the alien life forms are actually physical manifestations of different parts of Daniel's personality," Major Carter informed General Hammond.

"How…how is that possible?" Hammond asked, trying to wrap his mind around the idea.

"I don't know, Sir," Major Carter admitted. "We believe that the chemical compound that we brought back from the planet is the key, but neither myself nor Doctor Harlow and his team have been able to reach any conclusions."

That was a problem and Hammond knew it. It seemed that the scientists on base were running in circles trying to get to the bottom of this situation, while the only man that could give them any answers was unconscious in the infirmary.

Or, more correctly, was now sitting in the infirmary with the uncanny ability to speak Aramaic exclusively.

This place would never cease to amaze him.

"And you're certain this is what's happened to Doctor Jackson?" he asked.

The major hesitated. Exactly the sign he was looking for.

"To be truthful, Sir, I am beginning to rethink that theory," she admitted.

Hammond cocked his head, staring at her gravely. "And why is that, Major?"

Major Carter exhaled slowly. "Well, Sir, it appears that at least one of the aliens is exhibiting behavior that does not fit into Daniel's personality. At least, what we know of Daniel. Dan had a breakdown in Doctor Fraiser's lab."

"Doctor Jackson's had breakdowns before, Major," he said, holding firm.

She nodded. "Yes, Sir, but in those instances Daniel was under the influence of alien technology. It wasn't something innate."

"How do we know that?" Hammond leaned forward, eyeing her carefully. He hated to have to be so hard on her, but he needed to make his point. "For all we know, Major, it might just take the right amount of stress and circumstances to break him. Hell, his grandfather was committed."

"With all due respect, Sir, Daniel's been through sarcophagus withdrawal, Machello's machines, Hathor, and the death of his wife, to name a few, and each time he's come through." She remained steadfast. "I'm convinced that whatever happened has something to do with Daniel and the different aspects of his personality."

"But you really don't know, do you?"

Major Carter hesitated but finally responded. "No, Sir."

"Major, I don't need to tell you the importance of making headway here."

"No, Sir."

"I can't allow for a bunch of alien clones, or whatever they are, to remain on this base indefinitely." He sighed. "You know as well as I do that time is of the essence."

"Sir?" she questioned.

Just by looking past her hardened exterior, Hammond could see the concern in her eyes. Deep down, he knew she understood the unfortunate turn this conversation was taking. If he had his way, he'd do anything he could to help Doctor Jackson and to ensure the SGC had all the resources it needed to find a way to fix this mess. He just feared that his command over this entire fiasco was coming to an end.

"Major, soon it may not be my decision as to what happens to Doctor Jackson."

Major Carter hesitated for a moment, before finally nodding. "I understand."

"Good," he said at last, rising to his feet. He fully intended on heading down to the infirmary and talking to Doctor Jackson himself. "Now, let's see what we can do to resolve this mess."


Jack didn't have the opportunity to meet Teal'c in his quarters. Surprised, Jack stopped midway down the corridor, staring at the Jaffa and his two companions.

The Daniels looked like they'd seen a ghost.

"Teal'c?" Jack questioned.

"We must take them to the infirmary immediately." Teal'c helped reposition the dazed men, only causing the warnings to flare further in Jack's mind. "They have taken ill."

"Yeah, I can tell."

Motioning to Teal'c to shift the weight of Moody, Jack moved forward and wrapped his arm around the alien Daniel. To his surprise, Moody didn't snap or gripe and readily accepted Jack's support.

In his book, lack of resistance by Daniel, any Daniel, was never a good sign.

"What the hell happened?" Jack asked, guiding Moody down the corridor towards the elevators as Teal'c carried Jackson by his side.

"I am uncertain, O'Neill. Our time with kel'no'reem appeared to be working, and the alien DanielJacksons had indeed had a 'breakthrough,' as you would say." Teal'c paused, striking the elevator button with his free hand. "However, as they began to recount their visions to me, they suddenly became ill."

Now, that was a little too coincidental for Jack's liking.

"Alright, we'll bring them to Doc Fraiser," Jack told him. Quickly, he rushed Moody inside, making room for Teal'c and Jackson. "But tell me what they told you on the way there."