Note: Back again! Woohoo! Have been reading Harry Potter, am finnsihed, hurrah! Very sad, very sad ... so I dedicate this chapter to the death of ... well, the person that dies. Ahhh, empty house, peace and quiet. Perfect for writing the next chapter which is much longer and much more interesting ... well, hope you enjoy.

Furlings are Cats: Lol, yes, you've gotta love that little msn fellow. You've never heard the saying "as happy as larry?" thats crazy. I'll have to discuss that one with you later.

sgafan33: thanking you kindly for the review and for those ideas. I do wish I could have done things a LITTLE differenty, but still, it's okay for now. At the end I can get cranky about what I did and didn't do. Glad you like it though and have so many ideas. The only reason I didn't make the characters to obvious was that I was trying to pull away from the ACTUAL story a little bit, cause if it was all too predictable, you'd all know the ending then. But the ending to this one will be slightly different.

Disclaimer: Oh please, like I'm good enough to own StarGate or StarWars. Anything you notice to be property of either of these 2 things is obviously NOT mine as I am not George Lucas OR MGM. Thankyou.

StarWars: Atlantis!

Chapter 3: Danny Boy!

John sighed loudly as they approuched the small bubble shape of their farm home. He had never been happier to see his home. Now all he had to do was go to his room and bolt the door shut so that he could get away from their annoying new slave, Rodney. He was starting to seriously regret choosing the dome-headed boy, Jinto, as well. The boy never said a word, just beeped and whistled ... John hadn't the faintest idea what he was saying. Then there was Rodney who wouldn't stop talking about himself - it was enough to drive John completly insane.

'Well, I'm off,' said John, heading for his room as they entered the house.

'Oh, no you're not,' his Uncle barked at his retreating back.

John paused and clenched his fists. What the heck could his Uncle want with him now? Surely not more work, he had the slaves to do it now.

'These slaves need a good cleaning ... And, I want you to do it.' John blinked at his Uncle for a bit. Because he had to be kidding, they wern't cripples, they could wash themselves. He had just opened his mouth to say so when the slave, Rodney, did it for him.

'We're not retards you know,' he yelled in an outraged tone. 'I'm sure I can wash myself.'

But Uncle Bowen complely ignored Rodney and glared at his nephew untill John gave in. 'OKay, fine ... I'll go wash the stupid slaves.' And with that he signelled for Rodney and Jinto to follow him as he headed towards the old garden shed.

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Rodney had never been so humiliated in his whole life. He didn't wanna be cleaned by anyone, he wasn't even dirty. But it seemed John was intent on doing what his Uncle said ... so, he pushed both Jinto and Rodney into a giant bowl of greese.

'What the ...?' Rodney managed to yell before being thrown in. Dripping with greese he stepped out of the giant bowl and cleaned himself off as best he could with a towel that John had given him. 'Greese? You moron, that wont make us clean. Your dumber then you look.'

John ignored him, sighing loudly and plonking himself down on a nearby bench. Jinto let out an extremely angry squeel as he finally managed to hoist himself out of the bowl of greese. 'You said it kid,' Rodney said, rolling his eyes. He still didn't understand what Jinto was saying, but he could preety much work it out now that he was getting to know the kid a little better.

'Why do I have to do all of his stupid dirty work all the time?' John asked noone in particular, still ignoring Rodney and Jinto.

Rodney didn't like being ignored, so he threw his towel at John, who still didn't notice. 'Oy, idiot!' Rodney shouted, this time throwing a rotten plank of wood at him. John still didn't turn around.

Rodney rolled his eyes at Jinto, who was rummaging around in his pockets for something, looking extremely excited.

'What's he doing?' John had finally snapping out of his slump and looking at Jinto with new found interest.

'So you pay attention to the kid, but not me ... nice one,' said Rodney angrily as he hit John over the head with a shovel. John simply stared at Jinto.

Finally Jinto let out another excited squeel, which could have been translated as 'I found it,' for at that moment he pulled out a small little device which he held in his hand looking triumphant.

'What's that?' John asked, and to Rodney's annoyance he was looking at him when he asked.

'How should I know ya twit? Little brat gets weirder and weirder every moment ...'

But Rodney trailed off for he suddenly remembered about Princess Teyla and the recording device that she had given Jinto.

John took the device from Jinto's hand and began inspecting it. 'How do you get it to work?' he asked.

Rodney stared, again John had addressed the question at him. 'I don't know, what am I answer man? Figure it out yourself.'

John scowled at Rodney, then continued to inspect the device. After what felt like hours he was STILL at it, scratching his head as he turned it over and over, as though looking for instructions as to how to operate it.

'Oh give me that,' Rodney said, finally getting angry and impatient. And he yanked the device from Johns hand.

'Hey, I nearly had it then,' John shouted angrily, grabbing Rodney by the wrist and trying to prise the device from his clamy grip.

'Oh, pa-lease,' Rodney breathed. 'The only thing you nearly had was a brain explosion from thinking to hard - OUCH!'

John had bitten Rodney who was forced to let go of the device immediatly. John stumbled backwards from the unexpectancy of Rodneys quick decission to let go and fell on his backside.

'Stupid thing ... WORK!' he yelled loudly. And to his and everyone else's great surprise the device bounced out of his hands and into the centre of the room where it hummed gently for a short while before letting out a beam of light. In the centre of the light, Rodney could make out a very familiar, beautiful and skimply dressed women ... Princess Teyla.

Jinto screeched happily and rocked backwards and forwards, Rodney would have tried to make him hold still but he was too busy watching the holographic Teyla. What had she recorded?

The hologram flickered for a while then she spoke. 'Help me Danny Boy ... you are my only hope!'

Princess Teyla bent down as if to switch off something, perhaps the device itself. Then it flickered again and she was upright once more. 'Help me Danny Boy ... you are my only help,' she repeated once more. Then, once again she bent down as if to turn off the device.

Rodney stared dumbstruck at the recording as it repeated over and over again. He couldn't believe they had risked their lives to deliver THIS message to some person called "Danny Boy". What sort of a person called themselves that? Certainly noone who was going to be able to help them. The messgae flickered again and re-played over. This was pointless, some message ... Princess Teyla was obviously stupider then she was preety.

'Sh - she's BEAUTIFUL,' John stuttered, transfixed on the flickering, half naked, holographic women in front of him.

'Well duh!' Rodney said, and at that moment the message cut out.

John blinked, as though waking from a dream and looked over at Rodney and Jinto. 'Who is she? Where did you get this?'

'Forget that, who the heck is Danny Boy? Whoever he is, she seemed to think he could help us.' Rodney scratched his chin thoughtfully.

'But who IS she?' John asked, looking misty eyed.

'SHE is Princess Teyla, leader of his people,' Rodney indecated Jinto with his head. 'And she needed our help to bring this pointless message to some moron named "Danny Boy".'

'And who is HE?' John asked.

Rodney picked up another plank of wood and smacked it against the top of John's head. It splintered into tiny peices but John didn't even flinch. 'I already told you I don't know you messy haired freak!'

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Before dinner John was instructed to lock up Jinto and Rodney in the shed. He had racked his brain trying to think of who Princess Teyla had been talking about but he still had no idea. He didn't know much about this Teyla women, apart from the fact she was really, really good-looking, but he did know that he wanted to help her at any cost. So at dinner he told his Uncle and Aunt what the slaves had shown him.

'What's bothering you?' his Aunt asked as, destracted, he sent a pea flying across the table.

'Well, it's something that Jinto showed me ...' and he told his Aunt and Uncle about the hologram, Princess Teyla and her plea for help to the mysterious "Danny Boy". As he was recounting the story, a light suddenly switched on inside his head, and outside, as his Aunt had only just remembered she forgot to turn the dining room light on.

'You don't think he meant old Daniel do you?' His Uncle snorted and mashed potato came out his nose. His Aunt quickly ran to get him a tissue.

'Old Daniel is an old fool,' Bowen started, trying his very best to keep his voice even. 'He couldn't help anyone do anything, now eat your peas ... I don't wanna hear another word on this matter.'

But john didn't want to eat his peas, he wanted to know more. 'It must be him. Who else could it be?'

'Look John, Daniel is an old alcoholic who lives up in the mountains -'

'And he's really let himself go with that beard,' his Aunt decided to throw in. Uncle Bowen continued as though he had never been interupted.

'-those slaves should not even have remembered all of this, they're suposed to have their memories erased before there sold to anyone. Tomorrow I want you to take them back to that big bald fellow and tell him you want their memories completly wiped.'

John glared at his Uncle, he wasn't going to do it. He didn't want their memories erased, he didn't want any more work. He opened his mouth to protest, but his Uncle yelled and he decided it better just to keep his mouth shut.

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Next morning John woke up almost before the sun had set. He dressed quickly and brushed his teeth. Looking in the mirror he decided his hair was just fine the way it was. 'I think it can go another day without being brushed,' he told his reflection, winking at himself in approval.

He headed down to the shed draging his feet. It appeared as though he didn't have a choice, he would have to take the slaves back to Teal'c to get their minds wiped. He cursed Apophis loudly. He had no idea who he was, but it felt good to curse him.

When he got to the shed, he went to open the door, but found that it was already unlocked. He stepped inside cautiously and looked around. 'Hello?' he asked the room, but the only answer he got was his own echo.

'You're so hot!' he shouted real loudly, smiling to himself as the room repeated it over and over again.

'I love you John!' Again the room repeated his words over and over as John laughed out loud and muttered, 'yeah, I know.'

'What in Thor's name are you doing you dork?' came a voice from over in the corner of the room. John jumped a mile and landed on his backside once again. He rubbed his sore butt as he walked towards Rodney.

'What are you doing hiding in the corner? And who the heck is Thor?' John asked, stunned to hear that there was no more echo.

'I was looking for something ...' he said, looking guilty and trailing off.

'What?' John asked. 'And who is Thor?' he added.

'If you must know I was looking for Jinto, stupid brat's run off somewhere.'

John gasped. His Uncle would kill him. 'Well, where's he gone? And for goodness sakes Rodney, who is Thor?'

'I don't know where he went, he said something about having to help Teyla, then something about Danny Boy ... then he just took off and I remembered I couldn't understand him, so I must have just imagined he said that and -'

'Snap out of it man,'John said, shaking Rodney violently for he was beginning to rant. 'You need to get a hold of yourself and tell me who Thor is.'

'He ran towards the mountains, seemed to think that's where he was -'

'Why didn't you say that in the first place Rodney? For Thor's sake! To the mountains!' And with that John pointed rather dramatically towards the mountains and bounded out the door.

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Jinto had no idea where he was headed, he had no idea what he was doing at all really. All he knew was that he had to help Princess Teyla and the only way he was going to do that was if he followed out her wishes and found this "Danny Boy" whom she believed could help her.

It was easy enough picking the lock on the shed door. Jinto had always been very resourceful. After that, he had listened into Johns converstaion with his Aunt and Uncle over dinner and had decided to take the chance that this old, bearded and alcoholic man in the mountains was most definitely the one Teyla had been talking about. He had no proof, just a gut feeling and John seemed so sure.

It was easy enough to give Rodney the slip, he didn't feel so bad, but he regretted not telling John where he was going. He had taken a liking to John, he was a good owner. That greese bath had done wonders for his acne. Pity it couldn't have cured his allergy to sand. And with that thought he sneezed violenty as another grain of sand swept up his nostril.

The sneeze echoed around the mountain tops and everything seemed to go awkwardly quiet. Then, out of nowhere, Jinto heard a shout. 'Jaffa Kree,' the voice called and others called back.

Jinto panicked. Suddenly out of nowhere there were at least 5 scary looking people. They had weird armour on, girlish skirts and weird tatoos on their forehead. Jinto thought they looked rather stupid, but he jumped as they raised their weapons above their heads and screamed 'KREE KREE KREE KREE!' to their sandy surroundings.

'I'm a goner,' he squeeled, although he knew noone could understand him. One of the weird yet strangly threatening men pointed his weapon at Jinto and fired. Jinto braced himself for the impact, but instead of front on it came from the side. Something colided with him and he felt a heavy weight as he hit the sand and sneezed. Turning around he came face to face with John, who had obviously just saved his life.

Jinto thanked him, but John mearly looked at him confused. One of the strange men took his moment of confusion to his advantage and appreared right above him. John hadn't seen so Jinto called out.

'Look out behind you John!' But John didn't understand and within moments he was knocked out. Jinto struggled to push him aside then lept to his feet, ready to fight. But he was struck on the back of the head and he collapsed onto the sand once more.

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John was with Princess Teyla ... she was hugging him, laughing happily ... he had saved the day ... she had pulled away now ... but he wouldn't let her. He drew her closer to him ... closer ... closer - AND HOLY THOR SHE HAD A BEARD!

'AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH,' John shouted as he looked horrorstruck at the man in front of him.

'Easy there, John. It's me, Daniel Jackson. You remember me don't you?'

John clutched at his aching head and smiled sheepishly at the stanger, who was not really a stranger as John preety much knew who he was. 'Sorry, I was ... dreaming.'

'You're very lucky, those Jaffa were just about ready to finish the three of you off,' Daniel said, looking very concerned.

John suddenly remembered the others. 'Rodney ... Jinto ... are they alright?'

'They're fine, just unconcious at the moment,' Daniel said, rubbing his beard thoughtfully. 'It's been a while since I've seen you John. To what do I owe the pleasure.'

At that moment there was a small whirring noise and Jinto sat up from his resting spot feet from where John was. He had a faceful of sand and sneezed violently.

'Him,' John said, pointing at Jinto. 'Crazy thing couldn't pass up the chance to see you.'

Jinto caught site of Daniel and beeped excitedly, he whirred and buzzed and Daniel mearly laughed.

'Woah! Calm down there kid ... relax. Who needs my help?'

'You can understand him?' John asked, a little surprised. How could Daniel Jackson, the drunken, bearded, old fool who lived in the mountain, understand Jinto.

'Of course I understand him. Now, explain to me again.'

Jinto beeped and whirred once more, but his tone was slower and less high pitched. He finished just as Rodney rolled over and swore loudly.

'Rodney! You OKay?' John asked, as Rodney tried to stand up a little shakily.

'No, I'm not.' Rodney looked around slightly disorientated and blinked at Daniel. 'Who the heck are you?'

'I'm Daniel Jackson,' Daniel said, as though that simple statement answered all of their questions.

'Also known as Danny Boy,' John said. 'Am I right?'

Daniels eyes sort of misted over and he suddenly seemed very distant. 'I haven't been called that in years.'

There was silence as everyone looked around rather awkwardly. 'So ...' John began, having nothing in particular to say, but just wanting to break the silence.

'So, it sounds as though someone needs my help,' Daniel finished for him. 'Who is this Princess Teyla that the boy speaks of?'

'I supose it's easiest if we show you, Daniel,' John said, getting to his feet. 'Come on back to my place, we'll show you the message there.'

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Note: Well there you have it, Chapter 3 finished. I must admit I was going to write more for this chapter, but I decided to leave it there. Hope you liked it. It was preety fun to write actually, a lot more was happening. Plenty more to come in the next chapter don't you all worry. So yeah, party hard and don't forget your shoes. I love you all who are still reading this. Brownie Points for you.