Author's notes: Sorry I'm taking so long to update. But now here's the latest chapter of this story.
For a second, Jonas' brain went into shutdown as he continued to look at the picture on the screen. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he flipped out of his dazed state. He quickly punched the 'print screen' button on the keyboard before grabbing the phone.
"General Hammond!" Uh, this is Jonas. Sir, I think we may have a problem.."
/Smallville/
The trio departed from Fords a small time later and got back into Clark's truck.
"So," Pete began, "Is there anywhere else that Nisette wants to go?"
Chloe's head jerked to her friend and her eyes glowed causing Pete to jump back. Clark stifled a chuckle. "Yes, there are many other places I wish to see..." She stopped and looked suddenly at Clark. "...however, I believe we may want to head back to the dig. There are many Goa'uld technologies and weapons left there that we should remove promptly."
"Remove?" Clark asked suspiciously.
"Yes." Both boys reacted slightly when Chloe answered. "Nisette thinks it would be dangerous if they were left there out in the open." She looked at both of them strangely. "What?"
"Jeez Chloe! Give us some freaking warning before you do that!" Pete exclaimed.
Chloe cocked an eyebrow. "Do what?"
"You know." He brought his hand over his head, rubbing it absently. "The whole switching back and forth thing."
She shrugged. "Uh ok. Whatever." Clark fired up the truck and began to pull out of the parking lot. "So, are we going back to the dig or what?"
"Wouldn't it be better if we went back at dark?" Clark asked as he put the truck in drive and began heading out of town.
"Yeah." Chloe replied. "Less people would be there and less chance of us getting caught." He head dipped again as Nisette took control once again. "We shall do this a nightfall."
"Jeez! Not again!"
/Stargate Command/
General George Hammond examined the four individuals in front of him. "So Mr. Quinn, what is the nature of the emergency you were telling me about?"
The young Kelownan stood up. "Sir, I received this picture in an e-mail originally intended for Dr. Jackson." He passed the picture to him.
The general frowned. "Is this what I believe it is?"
"Yes sir. It's a Goa'uld canopic stasis jar." The three remaining members of SG-1, Stargate Command's flagship team, jerked their heads up to the young man. "And from what I could tell in the e-mail sir, there was more than discovered.
That defintely didn't sit well with the general or his team. "Where were these jars found, JonasQuinn?" Teal'c, the former first prime of Apophis asked.
"Smallville, Kansas." The Kelownan replied. "It's a small farming community about three hours south of Metropolis." He retook his seat.
The aging general sighed. "SG-1. I believe I don't have to tell you what would happen if the Goulds in those jars were released." He took a second to organize his thoughts. "I'll be sending the four of you into Smallville to invesitgate this. I'll coordinate with the military base in Metropolis so there won't be any complications."
"Sir," The voice belonged to the silver haired leader of SG-1, Colonel Jack O'Neill. "What about the local police and civialian popualtion?"
"We'll work up a cover story, of course." O'Neill nodded.
"General, I believe we should contact the Tok'ra while were at it." Major Samantha Carter added. "Their expertise in Goa'uld technology will be helpful. Plus, if one or both of the jars were opened, it would be much eaiser to remove a symbiote."
"Agreed." General Hammond rose to his feet. O'Neill and Carter swiftly followed, accompanied by Teal'c and Jonas. "I'll call the control room and have them contact the Tok'ra immediately. In the mean time I want you four prepared to move out as soon as possible. Dismissed."
/Smallville/
Chloe paced, again, for what seemed like an eternity. After leaving Smallville they'd gone back to Clark's barn. Pete had gone back to his house to do some chores and would meet up with them later on at the dig.
Chloe, although she wouldn't admit it, was nervous. Or was it Nisette? She couldn't tell anymore. Because of their blending they felt each others feelings and emotions. If Chloe was anxious, then Nisette felt it. If Nisette was tense about something, then Chloe felt. If Chloe began thinking about Clark in more than friendly thoughts, then NIsette...
Woah! Where had that come from? Chloe wasn't exactly sure how her thoughts got off track like that. One minute she was stressing over what would happen tonight the next she was think about frolicking with Clark in the ha...
Chloe groaned and rested her head in her heads. Where were these thoughts coming from!
Perhaps I can explain. Chloe felt a mental nudge from her symbiote. I sensed your distress and tried to alleviate it as best I could.
Chloe's jaw dropped. By putting images of Clark and I doing that!
She felt her symbiote chuckle. Well, he does seem to occupy you thoughts alot of the time.
Chloe's cheeks turned pink. She was about to reply when she heard Clark heading back up into the loft. "Hey Chloe, what's up?"
Chloe turned her head to Clark and slowly felt control slip from her. Nisette! What are you doing!
Do not worry, little one. I believe you shall enjoy this.
She walked up to her friend. A small smile tugged at her face. "Uh, Chloe?" Clark asked nervously.
Chloe's eye's glowed. "So Clark," She said seductively while placing her hand on his face and caressing it. "I wish to get to know you better." She placed her other hand on his buttock and gave it a firm squeeze causing Clark's entire body to stiffen. She brought her face to the side of his. "Would you like that? She asked before gently nipping at his ear lobe.
"W-what?" Clark stuttered as she pushed him onto the couch.
(Heh, I know, bad place to stop. I know, not alot happened but I'll try to add more in the near future. Hope you like this chapter.)