A/N: Beta'd by Angw and Trickster's Queen of War. I apologize for all the delays, this story is hard to write.

"Once we reach the capitol building, all troops have orders to storm it simultaneously." Han yelled, over the roar of the trucks, tanks, and other vehicles. "I want you going in towards the Stargate. Jonas, lead them to it."

Cameron idly fingered his sword handle on his belt. It sat opposite his pistol holster, dangling freely. Hans had given them specifics beforehand. They had to reach the Stargate, and quickly. Partially because they didn't want the rebels making it through, partially because he knew he was already overdue back at the SGC.

Teyla was calm, her head leaning back against the wall. Her eyes were closed. He could only speculate on how she could even relax before this kind of mission. He was so uptight that he'd even relented and let Vala carry a Kelownan rifle. He wanted to be able to count on his team.

Of course, it hadn't been the SG-1 he'd gotten used to, but it was an SG-1 nonetheless. Three aliens. Teyla was from another galaxy, Vala and Jonas from other planets. When they made it back to Earth, things would surely change.

He glanced over at Han. "We won't be able to stay and guard it, but I'll have the SGC keep the gate open from our end for 38 minutes."

"That'll be more than enough time." Han replied. "If we haven't taken the complex by then... then we're all dead anyway."

The truck stopped. Cameron knew it was their cue. He motioned for Han to take charge. The Kelownan cast one last look at them. "Glad to meet you." He then vaulted out of the truck.

"Tanks forward!" He yelled. "Platoons 1 and 2, let's move it!"

Cameron leapt out, followed in a line by Vala, Teyla, and finally Jonas. The tanks were already moving, firing light machine gun fire into the windows of the building. It was a two-fold measure. One, it prevented them from looking out the windows for long. Two, it kept their heads down and panicked the rebels in the building.

Jonas took the lead, motioning for Cameron, Vala, and Teyla to follow. They were running with the tanks as they advanced on the building. Large spotlights were directed on the building, illuminating the square in a dull light, but casting shadows everywhere.

The troops were advancing in those shadows. They, were advancing in the shadows. The tanks were drawing attention by their machine gun fire. Cameron could see the highlights from the sporadic flashes as the gun barrels spit bullets into the building.

Two planes shot overhead, their propellers roaring as they flew a quick pass. It was yet another diversion to further confuse the rebels inside the building. Jonas brought them to a back door. As they figured it was locked, but the Kelownan rifles had an added bonus. Jonas blasted the lock apart with a single shotgun shell.

Cameron was the first in, his P90's light already on. Teyla was right behind him. He checked the first doorway, it was empty. He covered the door while Teyla checked the one just down the hall. They worked their way down the hall like this.

Jonas pointed to the left as they made their way to the first intersection. The second wave of troops split up and took the other direction. This hallway was without doors, making it easy to get through. He jogged down it, grateful they'd been lucky so far.

That was, until they reached the lobby. It was already a shooting gallery. Kelownan soldiers were pinned on the bottom floor, several of them already dead. The rebels had the high ground. Cameron glanced quickly around the room, he spotted their cover, a large upturned table, and ducked behind it.

Teyla, Vala, and Jonas joined in, firing burst of weapons fire at the balconies as they did. Cameron knew he only had a few seconds because they were sitting ducks down on the bottom floor. He threw a grenade up to the balcony across the way.

The grenade did more damage than he'd anticipated, blasting a large chunk of the balcony away. It did give them breathing room. Cameron knew he only had seconds to act on it before the rebels reacted. He vaulted over the upturned table they'd hid behind and side-stepped quickly to the main stairwell. He fired a long burst to keep the rebels heads down on the top balcony.

His team was with him, adding their fire to the mix. The Kelownan soldiers were taking advantage of the rush and racing up the stairs. They didn't have time to wait for their wounded fellows, but medics were already arriving.

Cameron reached the top of the steps while reloading. The second he was done, he finished off the rebels in this room. They had to keep moving though and he quickly pressed his back against the wall. "Where to now?" He was running on a pure adrenaline high, nothing more.

Jonas point to the emergency stairwell. "Down five stories will bring us right next to the Stargate complex."

Cameron nodded and kicked open the door. The stair well was a traditional one, with one way up and one way down, alternating every half story. A quick glance up confirmed that they could safely head down the stairs. Five stories, nothing more. Cameron repeated the instructions in his head and raced down them, always watching down as he went, his weapon in a firing position the entire time.

The bottom floor was quiet, too quiet. Cameron took a deep breath, they couldn't even hear the sounds of the battle above. The lights in the halls were on, but so far they hadn't heard a sound. Jonas was in the lead again, quietly moving through the hallways to the Stargate complex.

Jonas paused in front of the massive blast doors that marked the telltale entrance to the room that held the Stargate. Cameron quickly considered their options. The doors were only open enough for a single person to file through, that meant they'd be sitting ducks on the other side. He'd already caught glimpses of at least four soldiers. Which meant there were probably four or five more that he couldn't see. Cameron hated odds like that.

He glanced at Jonas, then whispered. "Can we get to the balconies?"

Jonas glanced away for a second, thinking, then he looked back. "Yeah."

"Take Vala and get to them, signal when you're in position."

"We'll need a distraction." Cameron was worried about talking so close to the door, but they needed a plan, Vala and Teyla had the door covered.

Teyla nodded to Vala and stepped closer, producing a flashbang. "I learned from Aiden to always carry these."

"How many?" Cameron asked, hopeful.

Teyla produced a second grenade. "This is all I have."

Cameron took one of the grenades and handed it to Jonas. He glanced at Vala, caught her attention and motioned for her to follow. She made sure Teyla and Cameron were covering the door before quietly running after Jonas.

Cameron hoped it wouldn't take them too long.

XXX

Vala was amazed at how well she'd handled the last few minutes. She had never been a soldier, but today her strength seemed to be coming from someplace else. Maybe it was the newfound trust she'd found in Cameron; maybe it was her own courage; maybe it had something to do with the Ori galaxy.

It didn't matter, she was grateful to have it. Jonas was now pressing his back against the wall. She copied the motion, realizing that they must be close. She'd tied her hair back before they'd even started the assault, but now it was getting in her way again.

She pushed some of it out of the way, knowing she didn't have the time to do anything else. Jonas glanced at her and pointed to her radio. Vala tapped the button. "Mitchell, we're in position."
"Alright." His response was garbled, but audible. To compound matters he was whispering. "On three, through the flashbangs." He counted down and on three Jonas threw it into the room.

Moments later, two loud bangs signaled the detonation of the grenades. Now it was a simple matter of eliminating everyone in the room. Well, not so simple. Jonas entered first, already firing as he went. Vala came in just behind him, using a bit of her own agility from being a thief and some tricks she'd learned long ago.

The first thing she did was shoot at the two soldiers near the door Teyla and Cameron had to come through. Less than a half a second later, the two came through, their backs together as they emptied P90 bullets everywhere. Vala next fired at the two soldiers guarding the DHD. She caught one in the head and the other in the shoulder. Both went down, one gripping his shoulder in pain.

So far only a second had passed. She quickly surveyed the room, catching one of the rebels finally preparing to shoot with a precise shot to the head. Then a silence fell over the room. Only two of the rebels were still alive and quick glances from Cameron and Teyla shut them up good.

Vala bounded down the stairs and started dialing. She, of all four of them, had the most experience dialing gate addresses. She was fast at it too. In seconds the gate was open. Cameron sent his IDC and waited a second for a confirmation.

He got it and motioned for them to get through the gate. They were just about to step through when Kelownan soldiers burst into the room. Jonas held up a hand. The soldiers visibly relaxed, then Han stepped forward, his rifle still in his hands. Blood was running down his hand, but he didn't seem to notice.

"Good luck Jonas." Han called, "We'll watch over Kelowna while you're away."

Jonas nodded then he stepped through the gate. Vala flashed the soldiers a toothy grin then stepped through behind Cameron and Teyla.

XXX

Once the adrenaline runs out then you finally feel tired. After stepping through the gate, he walked down the ramp. He glanced up at General Landry.

"Colonel Mitchell, where have you been?" The General's normally calm and gruff tone was replaced with a mix of concern and irritation.

"Fighting a civil war on Langarra." Cameron yelled back. "Can we catch up with the rest of SG-1 now?"

"There's a plane waiting for you Colonel. You're headed straight for Paris."

Never any rest for the best.

XXX

Jack knew the Prior was right behind them. Hell, he could hear the Prior chanting verses from the book of Origin as he came running. Fortunately, Sam was ready. She came up from behind a counter and opened fire. The Prior had to stop to block the bullets, but it was enough.

Jack ducked behind the counter, grateful to have a second to reload. Once he was done he opened fire, giving Sam the time to open the side door out of the building. Jack tossed his last grenade under a burst of fire just before he ran out too, he was to hoping Sam's plan worked.

Hell, he didn't even have time to get down before Sam toggled the detonator, blowing up enough C4 to rip the building apart. Shrapnel embedded itself in his back. Jack swore as he got behind the piece of rubble Sam was hiding behind.

"Here's to hoping that worked." Sam said, as the echoes of the explosion roared down the streets.

Jack cautiously picked his head above the wreckage, looking for the telltale signs of a Prior. He swore again as he saw the Prior still standing there as if nothing had happened. The Prior began chanting, seemingly oblivious to their presence.

"What's he doing?" Jack muttered.

"I have no idea." Sam replied.

Jack looked up and immediately had an inkling of what the Prior was going to do. "Hey Sam, remember Noah's arc?"
"Yeah, why?" Sam still hadn't looked up.

"We're gonna need an arc." Jack said quietly.

Sam finally looked up. "Oh my god."

Vast black storm clouds had formed in the skies, completely opaquing the sun. Then the rain began to fall. It started off as barely a trickle, but then the heavens seemed to open up and the rain fell without end.

Jack ignored the Prior and crossed the square, Sam was only a step behind. So far the ground was soaking up the rain, but at this rate he knew it wasn't going to last long. He shook Teal'c till the Jaffa woke up.

"What has happened O'Neill?" Teal'c asked.

"I'll explain later, grab Danny boy and let's go." Jack yelled over the rain and now, lighting. The first lighting bolt slammed into the center of the plaza. The second at the Prior's feet. Slowly but surely, the streets were starting to flood. On top of that, he knew the river that ran through Paris would swell soon.

New Parisian troops were pulling the wounded troops away and into buildings. The only safe ground would be the roofs and even then, it wouldn't last long. It was something and Jack knew it was all they had. He led them to the roof, glancing to the Prior, now surrounded in a ring of lighting.

"Go to hell you bastard." Jack said, freezing under the rain that had soaked through his clothes. He was freezing, cold,and hadn't had a break yet. Well, if it was to be the end, then he had something he had to do before he died.

He placed his hand in Sam's. "Sam, before we..."
"I know." Sam replied. She moved closer and kissed him. "I've always known."

"Good." He wrapped an arm around her. "Because I don't think we're getting out of this one."

"We need a miracle." Sam whispered.

Jack thought for a moment on miracles. Yeah, they had their place. It was a miracle they were all still alive; it was a miracle that Earth was still free. Maybe their time had finally come. He glanced up at the sky. Just one last time, we need a miracle.

"It's not the end." A man with plain blond hair said. He was standing amongst them all, in normal clothes, but he wasn't wet.

"Orlin!" Sam said. "What are you doing here?"

"A promise, to a friend." Orlin smiled. "Even now, the miracle is happening."
"O'Neill!" Teal'c yelled, pointing to the rapidly diminishing clouds.

"And here comes the rest of the miracle." Orlin pointed out to the street.

A French army truck stopped and out of the back came Cameron, Teyla, Vala, and Jonas. Vala and Jonas stepped back. Then Cameron and Teyla pulled out their swords. They were standing alone, but the sun seemed to shine on them.

Jack hauled himself to his feet and ran down to greet them.

XXX

Cameron stared the Prior in the face as he advanced. He'd left his P90 in the truck, knowing it didn't work. He drew his sword and extended the blade. Teyla flanked him, her twin swords at the ready. They were spread a meter apart.

For the first time, he saw fear in the Prior's eye. The Prior advanced, his sword in a careful ready position. Send this to the Ori. Cameron thought as he took a step forward. He'd fought before in hand to hand combat, but nothing like this.

He saw the Prior's first move a second before it happened. He rolled out of the way of the strike and brought his sword up to intercept. The two blades clashed together. The battle had begun. The Prophecy would be fulfilled.