(Hello, yeah, I know it's been a long time since I updated. I don't have much of a reason. I lost the rest of this story, along with many other stories, because of computer problems. Even worse, I thought I saved, but when I opened up the CD-RW, it was empty. That pissed me off. I don't watch the show anymore. I watched up until the episode before Threads. Then I recorded and recorded, but then got tired of keeping the recordings so deleted them. It's kind of hard to get into rewriting a fanfic for a show you are annoyed with.

Also, this part is short. Sorry. At this point, while I know how the story went, forgot a lot of the details of what happened.

Now to my usual business of addressing those who replied to the last chapter, if they are still around.

SG-Fan, thank you. Spuds13, glad you like the characters. I find it a bit difficult to write Jaffa in general, which is why Teal'c is always pretty minor in all my stories. I thought it would be interesting to include him here, though not sure if my timeline is correct. I don't know if he became First Prime before or after Ry'ac was born. Scimitarmoon, thank you.)

Part 5, A Week Off

:.:.:June 1987:.:.:

:.:.: (A Month Later) :.:.:

Cordesh walked down the steps of a chaapa'ai, heading towards a building that was all his.

Please, don't do this, Nelay'en thought.

Jolinar has granted us a week off, and we must use it.

Cord-

Apophis granted my request in return for loyalty. Now that we have the time... Cordesh unlocked the building and went inside.

Cordesh. I love you. I'll forgive you for using me if you just grant me this. Please don't do this. I don't want to go back in there.

Cordesh stopped at the sarcophagus and opened it. This will help you.

Nelay'en started mentally crying. I don't want to be corrupted again. I love the Tok'ra. I don't want to hurt them. They'll understand. They know the effects of the sarcophagus. If we just tell them everything now, we can fix things. Cordesh, please!

Cordesh went into the sarcophagus and set it for when he wanted it to open. Nelay'en. I couldn't heal you, but this can. Once sealed inside, he retreated to give his host control.

Nelay'en started clawing at the roof as he sobbed. "No! No! No! I won't be corrupted again! I won't be corrupted!"

:.:.:A Week Later:.:.:

The sarcophagus opened. Being the one in control, Cordesh sat up. Nelay'en?

Yes?

Do you feel better?

Yes, I feel much better. You were right, Cordesh. I just needed to be healed.

I missed you while you were sick.

I'm sorry. I didn't realize how sick I was.

It's all right. I forgive you.

Thank you.

Cordesh regretfully left the sarcophagus, locked the building it was in, and dialed to the planet they were training on. As long as we have the sarcophagus, you'll never get ill again.

To be continued...