Gateway to heaven pt.7

Author's note: Sorry about the delay folks. School decided to pack to much work on me, my time almost diminished on the computer. But here we are, the next chapter.

Previously:

It was times like this she wished she was ascended. No problems but working out riddles given by Oma Desala. But as she stared at Daniel and Teal'c, both sitting and waiting, just like her, and O'Neill, further down, head resting in his hands,

Sam realized she would rather be here, with them, then anywhere else.

Here she had a life.

Sighing slightly, she sat down in the seat and stared at the nurses station. A doctor walked out and walked toward the somber group, Jack was on his feet instantly, as was Sam, as the Doctor approached.

Sam's mind failed to register the first thing that came out of his mouth.

"It's bad news I'm afraid."

"What is it doc?" Jack asked, standing up and twiddling his thumbs nervously.

"It seems Barry has-"

"Harry." Daniel cut in.

"Pardon?"

"His name is Harry."

"Oh." The doctor consulted his notes. "Hmm. Ah, I see now." He nervously pulled at his collar. "I think I have to wrong person. Excuse me for a minute."

Frowning, Daniel, Jack, Teal'c and Sam watched the doctor walk to the nurses station, argue for a minute, and walk back slightly slower.

"What's going on Doctor?" Sam asked, voice higher then usual.

The doctor, his face pale and a vein throbbing in his forehead, glanced left and right before answering.

"Harry was transferred."

"TRANSFERRED?" Daniel, Teal'c and Sam closed their eyes in a vain attempt to block out O'Neill's angry voice.

"Calm down sir." The doctor said slowly. His forehead had gone slowly red. "Harry is going to be fine. Three men came to take him to a top secret military base."

Sam looked up sharply.

"Three men?"

"Yes ma'am. I believe one of them called himself Colonel Maybourne."

Several hours later, SG-1 found themselves sitting in the SGC briefing room, each stuck in their own morbid thoughts.

Hammond solemnly walked in and sat down.

"Well, apparently," He began, "the president already knew about the wizard world." He shook his head, "And although no one is owning up to it, it appears Senator Kenzie had something to do with Harry's disappearance. Over half of NID offices throughout Colorado State had packed up and vanished. I'm sorry to say people, we're out of options."

Jack looked up his eyes tear filled.

"It's my fault. I want permission for SG1 to continue searching for him."

Hammond nodded.

"Sure thing Jack. I want you to go back to England. All Airports are on alert for a black haired boy, but we're yet to find them yet. All indication is that they never left the country."

Voldemort Smiled grimly as he looked at the black haired boy tied to a chair in his underground hideout.

"Harry, Harry, Harry." He said slowly. "You've held up so far. I have to say I'm proud. But you know, this could stop any minute now...Just tell me what I want to know. Who were those people with you?"

Harry opened his mouth.

"Get bent." He croaked.

"Harry, Harry, Harry." Voldemort breathed. "That wasn't very smart."

And pain in sued, Harry felt his world tip, before darkness engulfed him.

Voldemort stared at the unconscious figure, a smile on his face.

"Would you like to take over interrogations?" He asked to the figure in the shadows.

Gou'ald Lupin/ Mal'tek stepped forward.

"My pleasure." He said, eyes glowing brightly.

TBC...