A/N: I do not own these characters or the shows they come from. I'm only borrowing them for a bit.
Clark had arrived in time to see the creature touching his ship.
"Hey!" He yelled.
The creature looked up and growled at him. The growling and grunting went on for a few moments, and then it stopped and looked at him, as if awaiting a reply.
Clark paused. "Huh?" was his answer.
The creature looked at the pod. It tapped it with a claw, and took a sniff. Then it looked up at Clark, cocking its head and sniffing again. It repeated the strange growling grunting noises. 'Um' Clark thought. It couldn't possibly…the creature smoothed a claw over the octagonal indentation in the ship. Then it approached Clark, grunting and growling more menacingly. Clark held up his hands.
"Look, I don't have whatever it is you want. If you go with those military people peacefully, they won't hurt you."
The creature looked up, and Clark heard movement approaching. He didn't want the military to find his ship-but stopping the creature was paramount. He now knew it was intelligent, and it seemed like it sensed a connection between the ship and Clark. His only hope was to stay on the military's good side and let them think he was a meteor mutant. Apparently unhappy with Clark's ignoring it, the creature growled loudly and jumped at him. Clark's eyes went wide as the strong legs and agile tail powered it to him in a single leap. Before he could scramble away, it grabbed his hurt side. He yelped, and slammed his fist towards the creature's face. His hand was caught in the creature's two smaller arms, and they grappled. He was too busy fighting the creature to notice when the military people arrived and saw his ship.
Sam's eyes were drawn to the ship as well, and then she heard the sound of fighting. She whipped her head around and saw Clark in a desperate battle with the creature. "Oh no!" she exclaimed.
"Sir, we have to do something!" She yelled at O'Neill.
"Teal'c!" O'Neill snapped. "Shoot it! But don't hurt the kid."
"I will do my best, O'Neill."
Teal'c gravely replied. He took careful aim with the Zat gun, mindful that it would take two zaps to subdue the creature—but that that would probably kill the young man. Seeing an opening to zap the creature's back, Teal'c fired once, just to momentarily stun. The alien creature turned at that moment, and light coruscated around Clark's form. He writhed a moment, then went limp. Surprised, the creature dropped him, and Teal'c fired twice. The creature fell heavily on top of the unmoving teen.
"D… it!" O'Neill cursed. "Carter! Is the kid okay?"
Sam had run forward to check on Clark. She placed her hand on his neck, and then lifted an eyelid. She sighed in relief. "He's okay, sir, just out cold. But I definitely think Janet should have a look at him."
O'Neill nodded, and at that moment Dr. Frasier ran up. She ignored the ship and ran directly to her patient.
"Colonel, you need to get this creature off of him. I need to see what damage there is."
Dr. Frasier spared the creature a glance. It didn't seem hurt, just knocked out from the Zat gun, and she knew she would probably be spending hours studying its biology at her lab, as shespent a lot of timedealing with new species at the SGC. Right now, however, her concern was for the young man, who she could see had been injured, from the blood on his side.
O'Neill had called for backup, and the other team save for one member who stayed with the civilians, came with a two stretchers and a dolly. Together, Teal'c, O'Neill, and two of the other team members lifted the creature off Clark and bundled it securely onto a stretcher. O'Neill told Teal'c sternly to keep an eye on it, and "shoot it if it so much as twitches." Then they placed Clark onto a stretcher, Dr. Frasier fussing over him as they moved. Finally, the remaining SG team members loaded the ship onto the dolly, wheeling it behind the stretchers toward the vans.
Clark was unaware of the trip back to the vans. He was unaware of his parents freaking out when they saw him on the stretcher, and again (though with an attempt to be circumspect about it) when they saw his ship. He was unaware when Dr. Frasier patched him up, her eyes bugging out a bit when she couldn't get a needle into his skin to either take a blood sample or give medicine. He was unaware of his ship being loaded next to the other ship, making the van he was in tight quarters, as all personnel had to be in the second van, O'Neill stripping all essential items from the ruined first van and putting them in corners of the second. Clark was unaware of the rest of the blissfully uneventful ride to the plane, the chewing out Col. O'Neill got on the phone from Gen. Hammond, the loading of people, himself included as well as the creature and the ships onto the special plane.
He finally woke up when the plane began to decelerate. Groggy, his nerves tingling, Clark blinked up into the concerned gaze of his parents. "What happened?" he asked. Martha looked at Jonathan, and then opened her mouth to speak.
To be continued.
As promised, am posting tonite. Sorry I was a meanie for the last chapter, you can blame it on pms (grin) Glad you're all enjoying this, have a great day!