Sam, Jack and Daniel followed Janet back to the infirmary. They came in to see the girl sitting up in her bed, drinking a glass of water.
Sam stopped at the doorway and put her hand on Jack's shoulder to stop him. "Maybe we should just let Daniel go," she said.
Jack shrugged. "Why?"
"Well, by the way she reacted with Daniel the last time he spoke to her, I got the feeling she was much more comfortable speaking only with Daniel," She replied.
"Right then," Jack said, folding his arms.
Daniel approached the girl, for the first time no longer looking afraid, and stood at the side of her bed.
"Ile aoe ul linn?" he asked Are you all right?
"Aes," yes she said, putting her water down on a small table next to her bed and picking up three large books and putting them on her lap. "E aire bin ladena taloin taese bads taloin it redneles ov aoel mollh. I've been looking through these books looking at pictures of your world et es rela beienevel. E moelh lede to si et solehia. It is very beautiful. I would like to see it someday "
Daniel smiled. "Mein es aoel nile?" What is your name?
"Danei," she said, smiling.
Daniel sat down on the edge of her bed, still speaking to her in her own language. "Do you remember where you came from?"
"Sort of…" she said in her own tongue. "I only remember coming through the Stargate and…something happened, and they put me in the chamber in which you found me."
"Who's they?" Daniel asked.
"The people of the City…" she said, as if it were a matter of fact. "Did you not encounter people?"
Daniel looked at her warily. "No…there was no one…the city was destroyed, you were the only one left."
Danei frowned. "What happened to them?"
"We don't know…" he replied.
Danei looked saddened once more. "They were good people. Very protective of their city and their world."
Daniel thought for a moment. He wanted to tell her about her Goa'uld and how the cryogenics had destroyed it and if she remembered or knew anything about the system lords. However, he did not want to let her know of the fact that, in her time as host, she had killed millions upon millions of innocent lives…
"Danie," he said warily, noting that her name was remarkably similar to his. "Did you know that you had a Goa'uld inside you?"
Danei looked neither scared, nor surprised. She looked almost happy knowing that they knew. "Say'ta? Yes, I know…"
He paused for a second, noting the fact that she had said the Goa'uld's name with pride, having second thoughts about letting her know that it was dead, but went on anyway. Reluctantly, but anyway. "Well, thankfully, the cryogenics destroyed it—"
"What?" she exclaimed, interrupting him in the middle of his sentence, looking at him in disbelief. "Say'ta has been destroyed?"
"Yes," Daniel said slowly, not knowing why she was so upset, as Danie's eyes welled up in tears once more. And at once, Daniel became aware of why this usually comforting news hurt her so deeply. "You are Tok'ra…"
Danei looked at Daniel, wiping the tears away from her face. "No," she sniffled. "Say'ta was Goa'uld but she was against the ways of the system lords. We escaped and joined the Tok'ra and after many years of service to the Tok'ra we both decided that we would rather live out the rest of out lives together as sisters, rather than on one end of two opposing forces."
"I am sorry," Daniel said, looking into her dark purple eyes, and taking her hand. An image instantly flashed in his head. It was only for a fraction of a second, but in that short time period, his mind recoiled in shock and he found himself realizing that she was familiar and the scene that played before his eyes had happened once before. Not Déjà vu…something more powerful and too unexplainable for the human mind.
Her eyes…no one had eyes like that…yet, he knew he had seen them before when he was so sure that he had not…