Author Notes: Please don't complain about how my facts are wrong, especially concerning Daniel – that's kind of the point and I'm doing it on purpose, so don't hurt me! Thanks to all reviewers, especially Stargate girl 13 (Jonas' secret won't be dealt with for a while yet), SGCFan4ever, Darla P, Raylenth and LJQ for their chapter 2 reviews.

Chapter 3: Conspiracy Theories

"Ugh."

Sam reached for her head and blearily opened her eyes. She was in a stark white room, with three pallet beds, one of which was occupied by a sleeping boy about her age. Both of them were wearing white hospital clothes, with no shoes. She noticed that there were plasters and bandages over her hands and feet, covering the evidence of one of her previous escape attempts. Glancing behind her, Sam noticed that a mirror covered the whole wall. She smirked, despite her situation, "Subtle."

Sam hopped off the bed and went over to the boy, ignoring the small stabbing pains in her feet. She shook him slightly. Before she could register what was happening, the boy's hand was at her throat in a vice like grip. As soon as he saw who it was, however, he released it, "Sorry, I thought you were the Jaffa that attacked me earlier, I didn't mean to hurt you."

Coughing slightly and rubbing her windpipe, Sam hopped up beside him and leant against the wall, "Don't worry, I probably would've done the same thing. I'm Samantha, but call me Sam; less of a mouthful in a hurry. What's a Jaffa?"

"I'm Daniel, and you do not want to know," he settled against the adjoining wall so they could talk, "Do you know where we are?"

"Yeah, an NID base, different room though. I suppose you're new then?"

Daniel nodded. It was clear that he didn't know what an 'NID' was, but then, he hadn't answered her question about a Jaffa.

There was a chinking at the door; drawing their attention and making them both tense. The door opened to reveal a small boy glancing nervously at them, before being apparently shoved into the room; the door banged behind him, making them all jump.

He looked petrified, so Sam hopped off the bed, "Hi, I'm Sam, this is Daniel. I guess we're all in the same boat," both boys gave her strange looks. She shrugged, "My Dad says it a lot. So, what's your name?"

"Jonas." He still looked scared, but had relaxed slightly at Sam's friendly mannerisms. He followed her over to Daniel's pallet and sat between them.

"Sam," Daniel frowned, "You've obviously been here a while, where are we?"

"I told you, NID-"

"No," Daniel interrupted her, "I mean, what country?"

"Dunno, I always presumed America, that's where they caught me. Why do you ask?"

Before Daniel could answer, Jonas piped up, "Where's America?" Both children looked at him as if he was insane.

Sam recovered first, "I guess you don't do Geography. It's a continent in the um…Pacific? Or Atlantic, I can never remember which is which."

Daniel smiled weakly. "If that's true, I'm a long way from home."

"Really? You sound American."

"My parents were, I was born and raised in Egypt, mostly. Though we'd occasionally travel to other countries."

"Huh. Wondered about the accent, it does sound a bit different. I don't think I even have a passport. Jonas, where are you from?"

"Lan- um, I mean, Kelowna."

Jack, Janet and Teal'c were watching them when Jonas slipped up. Jack frowned, "He was going to say Langara. I thought they only recently changed their name to that?"

"They did O'Neill. I believe the ambassadors said it was from an ancient dialect common to all three countries."

Janet looked at Jonas, "If that's true, then how did Jonas know it?"

"Maybe he remembers and isn't telling us?"

"I don't think so Colonel."

"Well isn't this fun!" Jack concluded sarcastically, "Three of my team mates are twelve year old kids, with no apparent memories of anything, and yet one thinks we're NID, one thinks we're snakeheads, and the other is having some difficulties with his planet's timeline. Oy."

Janet chose to ignore him, Teal'c merely raised an eyebrow.

"Isn't someone gonna notice we're missing?" Daniel was starting to get annoying with their situation.

"My Dad's in the Air Force, but he hasn't been in contact for over a year; dunno what he's doing. My brother Mark got caught with me, so did Mum. I don't even know if they're still alive. That just leaves you two."

Daniel sighed and leaned his head back until it rested on the wall, "Both my parents were killed when I was eight. I've been living with their best friend, Amin, in Egypt since then. But if I'm in a different country, I don't know how anyone's gonna find us. I know they'll try though. How about you, Jonas?"

Jonas ducked his head. "My whole family is dead. My guardian might come looking, but I don't think she knows where America is either."

"Kelowna definitely sounds like a weird country. I guess we're on our own." Sam hopped off the pallet and began walking around the room, "Well, we know one thing. We're underground."

"How can you tell?"

Daniel shivered, "Trust me, we're underground."

"And no windows; not here or the sick room. Anyway, next question, who're we up against?"

Jonas shrugged. Daniel frowned, "Well, I thought it was Goa'uld – don't go there Sam – but now I think it must be these NID guys, with a few Jaffa at their disposal. Do you think NID can brainwash people?"

"Wouldn't put it past them," muttered Sam bitterly, "You keep saying 'don't ask', but we're gonna need to know as much as we can about the enemy."

Daniel quirked an eyebrow, "You are the strangest girl I've ever met. I'm guessing your Dad isn't a simple soldier?"

"Nope, good pilot on his way to becoming a General."

Jonas shifted uncomfortably, "You make it sound like we're gonna fight them."

Sam glanced at Daniel. They had both recognised each other as being fighters when they saw each other, whereas Jonas was not. However, they were all in this together, "Gotta be prepared Jonas." Sam smiled.

In haste to change the subject, Daniel decided to explain about Jaffa, "Jaffa are a kind of foot soldier. Whole armies of them fight for a Goa'uld."

"Like a general?"

"No," Daniel was apparently struggling for words, "More like an Emperor, but with higher goals."

"How do you get higher than an Emperor?" Jonas asked.

"You'd be surprised. Anyway, I've seen one Jaffa so far."

"How do you know there's more then?"

"He was the First Prime of… I think it's a minor one, maybe Apophis or Imhotep. I only really know the really powerful ones' brand. Anyway, where there's a First Prime – he's like the right hand man - there are always others. Jaffa are incredibly strong, and very good warriors. They have two kinds of weapons, the main one is powerful, it's like a staff and lets off a shot like a small grenade. The other is hand held, and lets off an electrical charge. One shot is okay, but a second one and you're dead."

Jonas had gone slightly pale, Sam looked as if she was deciding whether to believe him or not. In the end, she decided to reserve judgement, "All we need to know about the NID is that they are a bunch of psychopaths with guns."

"Fun."

General Hammond had to say that, despite the situation, he was impressed. It hadn't been an hour and already they had banded together in a small unit, plotting the downfall of the supposed NID.

Jack smiled, "Gotta love Sam's description of the NID."

"Sam's?"

"Aw, come on General, you cannot call a kid by their last name, especially not one as cute as that."

Janet made a mental note to use that as ammo next time the Colonel got injured and refused treatment. However, she had to admit, that if you detached your mind from the adult versions, they all were very sweet.

"So, what do we think people?"

""It would appear that the children's past differs from what their adult selves have told us, General Hammond." Teal'c concluded.

"You mean what Daniel and Sam have told us. For all we know, Jonas' might be the same, we've just never asked." Janet frowned, "Sam's brother Mark might know something; she said he was taken by the NID too. So might General Carter, although she said he was away at the time."

"Daniel Jackson mentioned living with a man named Amin. And Jonas Quinn mentioned a guardian."

General Hammond nodded, "Unfortunately, that doesn't help us much. I don't want to contact Mr Carter unless very necessary, and the Tok'ra are not on the best terms with us at the moment, so that rules out Jacob for a while. As to this 'Amin', I'll have someone look into it, but it is a very common name in that part of the world. I have already contacted Langara, but as usual, they are too wrapped up in their disputes to help us."

Jack folded his arms, "That's all well and good sir, but how do we reverse this? Shouldn't we be looking into that?"

"I understand your concern Colonel, but we have tried contacting P31-X23, but the gate doesn't make contact. I think we can say that you were not alone on that planet Colonel. I have sent a team to try and contact the Asgard, but I'm not expecting a reply. Perhaps you should get some rest."

"Actually sir, I would rather stay here." Jack slouched pointedly in his chair.

"If that is okay with Doctor Fraiser?"

Janet nodded, "I have to return to the infirmary, SG-2 came back, I have to check on them. Colonel? Observing only."

She and General Hammond left the room. Teal'c turned to Jack, "O'Neill, I am going to meditate on this problem."

"Alright T, call you if anything happens."

Jack returned to his vigil. Unbeknownst to any of them, during their conversation, the three mini members of the SGC had been huddled, whispering in a corner, forming an escape plan.

To Be Continued…

Author Notes: Still sticking with me? I'd really like to know what you thought! Please review! Next chapter, things get fun! Oh, just in case, I think if you come from America, you call plasters, band-aids?