Decision

Selena

"There he is," my host interrupted my thoughts and I also instantly discovered Klorel and Skaara.

They had made it back alive! I just now realised how worried I actually had been. However, I would only be truly relieved when we had put some distance between us and the planet. Only then would we be really safe. I had been on too many missions to believe it was otherwise.

As if to prove me correct, a Goa'uld suddenly appeared behind Klorel and engaged him a conversation. I recognized him at once, since I had, of course, studied background information prior to leaving on this mission. It was one of Baal's minor Lords who had also, as Klorel, previously served Apophis.

Fear started to slowly creep into my heart. Hopefully, this Goa'uld didn't notice that Klorel had lost his memories. It would certainly be more difficult for Klorel to conceal that fact from this Goa'uld than Baal. Baal had paid scant attention to him, but this one obviously knew him better and was giving him a great deal of attention.

"Look! We were worried for nothing. The Goa'uld is leaving and doesn't seem as if he has noticed anything," Isabel happily cried in my thoughts.

Following the leaving Goa'uld with my gaze, I silently agreed with her and my concern was replaced by relief that but it only lasted for mere seconds. Precisely until I fixed my eyes on Klorel's face.

His neutral, detached mask that he had worn for this mission so far was gone and was replaced by shock, confusion, surprise and to my shock, by realization. Their memories had returned, triggered by that other Goa'uld. I could clearly read this on his face and in his eyes. There was no need of speaking to him in order to know what had happened. I had come to know him so well that it was unnecessary.

Then he broke eye contact and with confusion on his face, he stepped out of the area that I could watch over from the big front widow of the cargo ship.

The world seemed to be shattered into tiny pieces. Only now did I truly recognized how deep my feelings were for both, Skaara and the Klorel, who had lost his memories. My fear of loosing Klorel to his previous personality poured like acid through my veins. Never had I thought he would regain his memories this soon, on this particular mission, although in retrospect perhaps I had been folly for me to believe this.

I only whished he had not stepped out of my view. Instinctively, I knew that things had not changed between me and Skaara, memories or no memories, but what about Klorel? Above all else, I desired to know his ultimate decision. Would it be in favour of Skaara, Isabel, me and a life among the Tok'ra, or would he yearn to return to his former life, to power and affluence? If I could only see into his eyes I would immediately know the answer.

"I hope his heart tells him the right decision," Isabel whispered as her anxiety floated through my mind and mingled with mine.

More stiff-legged that it should be possible for one who possessed the superior health and healing abilities of a Tok'ra, I slowly stood up and took several steps towards the door. I had to go and look for them and bring them back to the cargo ship, even if Klorel would prefer to return to his previous life as a Goa'uld. After all, it was my duty as a Tok'Ra operative, but mainly I was certainly not willing to leave Skaara back on this planet as a host to a Goa'uld. However, I didn't abandon hope yet.

I didn't have to go far to find Klorel and Skaara. There was no doubt about what Klorel had decided since it was clearly written, at least for me, in his eyes. Obviously, he didn't care that many others would call it a wrong decision.

Back at the Tok'Ra base…

The wind was caressing my hair and I deeply enjoyed this warm summer evening on the surface of the planet where our current Tok'Ra base was located. The last events had been troublesome enough. What better thing to do than to walk along a dune with a fellow Tok'ra and relax?

The first stars appeared while the sand still glowed slightly under the last sunbeams. It was truly a magnificent sight.

"You realise that Klorel's decision had disappointed many people?" Isabel suddenly asked me mischievously.

In an equally playful voice I replied:"Indeed. Those poor Goa'uld."

Laughter rang through our minds as we enjoyed the romantic scenery around us and we turned to face the owner of the hand that was holding ours.

Seconds later however we completely forget our surroundings as Klorel and Skaara's lips joined with ours in another passionate kiss.

End

AN: Thank you Kate for beta reading the last few chapters! Also many thanks to all the wonderful people who have reviewed. You are great!