(Sorry about my lousy spelling. I don't exactly have a spell checker on this stupid thing so I'll try to edit this as best as possible.)
/Stargate Command/
"Unscheduled offworld activation!" yelled the seargent over the p.a. system. Only seconds before, the inner ring of the Stargate began to spin in a clockwise direction as the chevrons began to light up. The iris had immediately slammed shut and the 'kawoosh' of the wormhole could be heard behind it as the wormhole established itself. Several Marines took up position at the bottom of the ramp leading to the gate with guns drawn in case something were to happen.
"What do we have, son?" General Hammond asked the young seargent on duty. The man typed a few things into his keyboard before replying.
"We've got an idc." He paused as the computer scanned the signal and waited for confirmation. "It's the Tok'ra, sir"
"Open the iris." The seargent oblidged and slid his hand over the palm scanner. Just after the trinium plated iris opened a single figure slowly walked down the ramp.
"Defense teams, stand down." The marines lowered their weapons as General Hammond entered the embarkation room. "Welcome back, Jacob."
"It's good to be here." The retired general replied. He scanned the room for his daughter before turning back to his friend. "Where's Sammie?"
"She and SG-1 are currently top side and prepared to leave the mountain on a mission..." Hammond made a gesture to lead his friend towards the door. "...one that includes you."
Jacob Carter cocked an eyebrow as he followed Hammond out of the room. "What's happened?"
"Two gould stasis jars were found a few days ago in a town called Smallivlle, Kansas. SG-1 and you are going to there to intercept them before anything happens..." he was about to say something else before Jacob's symbiote cut in.
"We should make haste, then. SG-1 can fill Jacob and I on the details of this mission en route." Hammond nodded and the two boarded an elevator heading for the surface.
/Smallville/
"Chloe, er Nisette, what the hell are you doing!" Clark exclaimed trying to push her off of him. Nisette simply smiled and managed to push him back into the couch with very little effort.
"Clark, I wish that you would not fight with me." She cooed, then leaned closer. "It only delays the inevitable."
"Inevitable?" Clark stammered, feeling redness creep to his cheeks from Nisette's closeness.
"Yes, it has 2000 years since I have shared myself with another in a, sensual, way." She smiled seductively at him and ran her hands over his chest. Clark let out a whimper and gave her a pleading look.
Nisette leaned closer to Clark. "Would you like to kiss me, Clark?" she asked softly, bringing one of her hands behind his neck and raking it againist his skin sending pleasurable waves throughout his body.
Clark looked at Nisette, his mouth half open and eyes fully focused on her. She smiled again and began to close the distance between them. Just as her lips brushed againist his, she heard something in the back of her mind.
Nisette!
Nisette's head jerked back. She had been so engrossed of her seduction with Clark that she had totally forgotten about her host.
Nisette, I want control back! NOW!
The symbiote sighed and prepared to return control back to her host but not before grinding her ass into Clark's crotch. She smiled once more as Clark shuddered from her actions.
The Tok'ras head dipped and her eyes closed. When they opened again a extremely blushing Chloe Sullivan was looking at her half aroused and completely embarassed best friend.
"Uh Clark."
Clark brought his head up to look at hers. "Yeah?"
"This, didn't happen. Ok?"
Clark looked at her before sighing somewhat disappointingly. "Ok."
"Ok." The two sat there for a little before Clark spoke again. "Uh Chloe."
"Yeah?"
"You can get out of my lap now."
Chloe looked at him. "Eh heh." She blushed and gave a slight chuckle as she tried to get up until she heard someone coming up the stairs.
"Hey there you guys are... SWEET JESUS ALMIGHTY!" Pete stopped dead in his tracks as he found his two best friends in a compromising position. As quickly as he had entered he turned back around and headed back down the steps muttering. "I just did not see Chloe in Clark's lap. I just did not see Chloe in Clark's lap. I just did not see Chloe in Clark's lap..."
The two blushing teens scrambled to get up. Clark was on his feet first while Chloe struggling to get up. Clark grabbed her hand to pull her up and accidentally pulled too hard resulting in Chloe and Clark being right back in one another's faces. They stood there for a few seconds breathing heavily and just staring at one another.
"Hey Clark?"
"Yeah Chlo?"
"We really need to get downstairs and join Pete."
"Uh, y-yeah."
They stood there for another minute.
"Hey Chloe?"
"Yeah?"
"Shouldn't we leave now?"
"Uh yeah."
Neither one moved. Chloe was about to open her mouth when a blaring car horn and Pete yelling for them to come on brought them back to their senses. Clark rubbed the back of his head while Chloe gave him a sheepish smile before heading down the stairs.
/Somewhere over the U.S./
"...and that's about the end of it, dad." Samantha Carter had just finished telling her father about their mission. Jacob Carter sighed as he reclined in his seat.
"This won't be easy." He started. "If one or both of those jars have been open I don't have to remind you of the consequences." His daughter nodded, remembering all too what had happened with Osiris' jar had been opened some months earlier. The Goa'uld inside had taken an old acqaintence of Daniel Jackson's as a host before leaving earth in a hidden spacecraft. Sam shuddered at the thought before she felt her father's hand on her shoulder and a warm smile in front of her. "Don't worry, Sammie. What ever happens, I'll be there. Sam gave a reassuring smile of her own before settling back into her own chair for the remainder of the flight.
(Heh, there's the end of that one. This story's moving along better than I thought it would. More to come soon.)