Disclaimer: I do not own stargate sg-1 it is the property of MGM. This story has been written purely for entertainment value and no money has or will exchange hands, however all original characters and story lines are mine. Thanx

Sorry this took so long to update! I had a few problems with deciding what to do next and there was all the stuff in the real world that got in the way as well. Hope you all enjoy it and let me know what you think.

"There's an incoming wormhole from Colona sir, and a radio transmission is being received." The airman informed the approaching General, there were no off world teams due back so the SGC had been put on full alert, the sirens wailed and there were solders lined up around the gate in front of them.

"Patch it through then, airman." General Hammond instructed, wanting to know why someone form Jonas Quinn's home world would be contacting them, he had enough of a crisis on his hands without any other problems arising.

"General Hammond, sir can you hear me?" the unmistakable voice of the former SG-1 team member asked.

"Yes son, we read you."

"General, as you are aware the colonna authorities have been scanning the surrounding space for signals from goa'uld ships incase a threat such as the one posed by Anubis should happen again."

"Yes, I am aware of that, may I ask what this has to do with the SGC?" Jonas, like Daniel seemed to have a knack of not quite getting to the point of something without being prodded in the right direction.

"We have some transmissions here that warrant your attention General, we've only been able to decrypt some of the transmissions but as far as we can tell they indicate some sort of goa'uld heading in your direction."

Had the General not had years of experience with these sorts of problems then he doubted he would have been able to stand there so calmly or speak the words that he did.

"When were these transmissions detected?" he asked, already assessing the problem and possible ways in which it could be dealt with, although he was seriously considering authorizing a relocation programme.

"Only a few hours ago sir, but they seem to date from a couple of days ago – or so our scientists are estimating, they're busy trying to locate the source and any more transmissions that have been sent."

"I suggest that you bring the transmissions, yourself and anyone else that you need to the SGC immediately Mr. Quinn."

"Yes sir, I was hoping to ask for Daniels help on this one, there are some areas of the transmissions that I can't seem to translate." His voice came over a little crackly and it was clear the transmission was breaking up.

"How soon can you get here Mr. Quinn?" the General asked, knowing he had a meeting scheduled with SG-1 that evening.

"Half an hour sir." Jonas replied, knowing juts how urgent the transmissions potentially were.

"Very well I will inform DR. Jackson of your arrival." And with that the wormhole connection ceased and he turned in the direction of the stairs, nodding to the airman and Okaying preparations for Jonas's arrival.

Just as he'd entered the briefing room though, he saw Daniel Jackson heading towards him, file in hand and looking about as worried as Jonas had sounded only a minute earlier.

"General, we think we know who the spy is – it was somebody we didn't think to check – until Naomi sketched who she saw spying on Liam and Amy." He paused for breath as he'd ran all the way there, not wanting to delay the news any longer. In his mind one of his closest friends lives was at risk – it didn't bother him that she happened to be a clone.

"What have you found out?" the older man asked, waiting for Daniel to face him again.

"Take a look at this General, we haven't been able to find out much, just that whoever performed this guys reference check was fired one month after he was appointed – they had connections with the NID sir."

General Hammond's face showed panic for all of a fraction of a second before his military training took over.

"Tell the rest of SG-1, Miss Witters and Mar Maxwell to be in the briefing room in half an hour with as much information on this as you can find."

Daniel looked at him in disbelief,

"General, sir, there's no way that we can get a plan together in that time – "

"At the moment Dr, we don't know who we might be dealing with, Jonas Quinn has just informed me that there were several transmissions detected that are believed to be from a goa'uld ship and they might be heading to earth."

Seeing the look n the General's serious eyes Daniel nodded,

"Yes sir." Before turning and running back the way he'd came.

"We've dated the transmissions to a couple of days ago and have analyzed as much as we can, the second of the two is actually in English. Although it is heavily decrypted and all we've been able to discover so far is that there are two voices, one unmistakable goa'uld and the other appears to be a male voice." Jonas started to explain to the people assembled in the briefing room.

"Do you have the recording?" Sam asked him, not quite sounding herself.

He nodded, noticing that she didn't quite sound like herself, he'd been informed of the situation but had yet to meet colonel O'Neill's clone as only members of SG-1 were present. Apparently the clone, Liam he'd been told his name, and Naomi were still looking into the matter and checking some employment records.

"yeah, I've handed it over to your decryption teams but I have a copy of the recording here." And he reached into his pocket to bring out a small, hand held computer.

He fiddled with some of the gray coloured buttons along the side of the device until a rustling sort of noise could be heard.

"Ahh, here it is – do you mind if I play it General?" he asked, he still looked to the balding commander of the SGC as his superior and he knew he probably always would.

"Not at all son."

And within a few seconds the device started to play a distorted recording of the conversation. it was surprisingly loud for a small device, but it seemed that Colonan technology had improved since the last time SG-1 had been there.

"Has the target been acquired yet?"

The first voice was obviously goa'uld, even given the poor quality of the recording.

"Not yet, at the moment there are too many complications… but I c – can assure you thattttt they will be taken within the next couple of days, I will contact you as soon as we have him."

The second voice however seemed to be a different story, it did in fact sound male, but it wasn't really distinguishable. Almost as if it had been distorted from the end it had been sent from and then corrupted along with the rest of the transmission.

"Very well, but a delay of longer that that will NOTTT be tolerated, do you understand?"

"Absolutely."

The recording ceased after that and the table all looked round at one another, they all had a pretty good idea of what was supposed to happen.

"They were never after her…." Came a voice from the doorway and the six occupants of the room turned to see Liam stood in the doorway, with Naomi at his side.

"No, it would appear not son." General Hammond told him, as he gestured for the two teenagers to enter.

They did, Naomi following Liam and sitting across from him at the table. She nodded to Jonas, who in turn smiled at her causing Liam to send her a look. But she didn't get time to give him an answer.

"So you're the other Colonel O'Neill." Jonas commented, looking somewhat surprised.

Liam nodded, already tired of the situation and wanting desperately to do something to find Amy.

"Yeah… so what have you found out?" inside his mind was still reeling from the fact that they had never intended to capture Amy – they had really wanted him. It was something that he had considered, but he just hadn't had time to take it in. he wondered, had their original plan succeeded, if Amy would have reached the SGC like he had… that, he presumed would have been even harder because no one apart from Naomi would have believed who she was.

"Some gou'ald out there is heading straight for us, actually it sound's to me like they're coming for Amy… General we have to track this person down ASAP." Jack stated, glancing at Sam as he spoke, this was going too far – now that the gou'ald were involved the situation seemed to get worse and worse and a version of Sam was out there in danger.

The General nodded firmly in response.

"Dr Jackson, please assist Mr. Quinn with translation of the other conversation – our decryption specialists are already working on the rest of the recording that we have just heard. SG-7 will be sent to Colona to aid in picking up any further transmissions. I have a team of people investigating Mr. Armstram, Liams 'social worker' and I'm going to suggest that the rest of you get some rest." He paused to look round at everybody's looks of protest.

"But sir…." Sam started

"That's an order Major, get some rest before tomorrow, you're all going to need it." And she finally nodded, knowing that things were about to get a lot harder. It wasn't just some deranged person that had kidnapped her clone… it had been someone cunning enough to set a spy in their midst and to get the gou'ald involved as well. She just hoped that they could get to her in time…

The early morning light only seemed to cause her pain, no matter which way she turned on the small 'bed', it seemed to burn through her eye lids and there was nothing she could do, she couldn't even mover her arms to shield them…. She couldn't really move other than to turn on her side.

Then there were the memories, tainted memories that haunted her sleep and spun in her conscious mind. She could see Liam smiling at her, laughing with her and all the things they had done together, normal teenage things that they didn't seem to have enjoyed properly the first time round.

"Good morning miss Carter." Called the familiar voice and she couldn't suppress the shiver that it sent through her. She'd never thought it was possible to actually 'be' that afraid or someone… or to feel so powerless.

"Now, now, there's no need to worry yourself. This will all be over soon." He told her. Kneeling at her side, she refused to open her eyes or to even acknowledge that he was there; maybe if she did he would tell her more about what was going on.

"Oh, so you're a little unresponsive this morning… what's the matter Sam? Worried that your precious colonel hasn't come to save you yet?"

"No." she muttered in reply, not quite sure why she had actually spoken, but it seemed that they were drugging her and she was loosing her self-control.

"Ah, so you still think that he will come for you, unless of course the SGC choose not to take any action." He added, watching in delight how she flinched at the sound of his voice, Major Carter would never have done it; she'd have jumped right back at him. Amy on the other hand… she'd gotten softer and he relished in the thought that controlling her mind was so easy.

"We never leave our own behind." She whispered, her thoughts were starting to become clearer somehow – but she didn't know how long it would last for, she had a feeling the next dose of whatever drug they had her on was due soon.

"But your not one of theirs now are you? You're a clone – a copy, as long as the real one is safe colonel O'Neill won't come after you, why should he?" Kinsey told her, thinking that she was already broken…

Bt her thoughts were becoming clearer because he was attacking one of her firm beliefs – the one that she would never question, that if there was a way to save her – even if it was an almost impossible situation – Jack O'Neill would find it.

"Go to hell Kinsey." Amy told him, drawing up the strength to turn over so that she couldn't see him, she didn't want to know that he was even there, she would rather have been alone than in his company.

"Now why would I want to do that? Especially when everything's working out so nicely. But don't worry – this will all be over soon enough."

"What will?" she asked, not quite sure if she'd asked it before, turning and ignoring the pain in her head.

But Kinsey refused to answer her and left her in the peace she's previously wanted.

"He should be arriving within the next ten minutes." General Hammond informed colonel O'Neill and Teal'c, who had been called to his office to explain the next part of the 'plan' that they were beginning to form.

Daniel and Jonas were still busy with the translation and Major Carter had decided to assist the decryption team. Jack wasn't too sure where Naomi and Liam had gone to, but he understood why they weren't allowed to be around, if Armstram recognized them then their plan would be blown and they'd have to take a more serious course of action.

If this didn't work then they would all be in trouble, because someone was after them.. someone with links to a gou'ald on their way to earth.

Hey, sorry this chapter is soo late but as always positive feedback and constructive critism welcome. Thankyou!!!