A/N: I don't own these characters or the shows they come from. I'm just borrowing them for a bit.
A/N 2: Happy holidays! Nope, I haven't forgotten about this story, and I promise not to let it be one of those unfinished fics. I just had holiday stuff to do, my computer is dead and I'm borrowing my mom's to post (thank goodness for my webtv so I can read and reply to fanfic or I'd lose it, it can't upload stories though) and I also had severe writer's block. I do have a scene in my mind that is to be later in this story, just getting from here to there seems easier said than done. Anywho, thanks for hanging in there and I am totally thankful for your reviews, you do keep me going. Have a great day!
T'Rog slowly blinked his eyes. That other alien certainly packed a punch. One moment he'd been ready to fight his enemies, ready to die free, and the next he found himself on the bay's floor. His erstwhile hostage was confronting his enemies instead. Slowly he began to get up, only to have the other aliens in the bay that still had guns train them on him. He carefully held all four arms out to the side, weaponless, having dropped his knife. He tried talking to the stranger that seemed to almost speak his language. He had to warn them against the greater danger of the glowing eyed ones. The stranger talked back to him, making the sound for the negative and then pointing to T'Rog's enemies, saying the word Goa'uld. T'Rog cocked his head, trying to understand.
Daniel repeated the sounds. "Not" he said and pointed at Sam's father, "Goa'uld". "Is Tok'ra." He said it a few more times. The creature seemed to be listening. Gen. Carter had paused in talking to Clark, to Clark's relief.
Sam's father was observing the creature closely, and then nodded.
"I believe I know what the creature is." Selmak's voice said.
"Care to enlighten us?" O'Neill asked.
The assistant Tok'ra was consulting a device. He showed the face of it to Selmak.
The Tok'ra grunted. "You were right in saying it was like an Unas. I believe it's an offshoot race, called the Wenis. Their planet, Tobos, was destroyed by the Goa'uld not long ago. Apparently the natives fought and wouldn't give in to be hosts. They had technology and were more advanced than the aboriginal Unas that you met. They heal even more quickly than the Unas and their planet demanded the adaptations of extra limbs and a tail to survive. The Goa'uld did try to make them hosts, and with their strength and intelligence they would have been almost unstoppable. Unfortunately for the Goa'uld, they refused to give in and rather than having them as a threat the Goa'uld simply destroyed their world, and most of the race with it. There probably aren't many survivors. How this one ended up here is a mystery."
"So you're saying this creature is smart?" O'Neill asked, looking doubtfully at where T'Rog stood.
Selmak nodded and Jacob Carter shrugged and said, "Well, as with any race of people you have some smart ones" looking at his daughter, "and some not so smart ones" looking back at O'Neill.
"But to answer your question, he's intelligent enough to have escaped the Goa'uld and to have piloted a spaceship to this planet."
He handed the device he held to Daniel. "This contains everything we know about their culture and language-you should be able to communicate with him."
Daniel thanked him and quickly scanned the text it held. He looked up and made some sounds to T'Rog, then pointed at himself and said "Daniel."
Then he said some more phrases in the strange language and waited.
T'Rog cocked his head again. Finally! The other alien was making sense.
"I, T'Rog of Tobos." He said in his language.
Daniel nodded, excited, and started to chatter in T'Rog's language, the tailed alien responding.
O'Neill sighed. "Well, it looks like this is going to be awhile."
He holstered his weapon and looked at Clark, who was watching T'Rog and Daniel talk. He'd seen Clark exercise his powers before, but was still amazed. Sam's father also looked at Clark.
"You're not human, are you?" Gen. Carter observed.
Clark whipped his head around to look at the retired General.
"It's all right, son. Having an alien inside me and being human I can tell what normal people can and can't do and believe me, what you just did wasn't normal. But I don't sense a symbiote inside you."
He lowered his head and raised it. Selmak scrutinized the human-looking alien. He shook his head. "I don't know what you are, though."
"Neither do I." Clark whispered.
Martha looked at Jonathan, worried. It was bad enough that the human military knew her son wasn't from Earth. Now other aliens knew!
Lex was simply staring. First the alien creature and now people with alien symbiotes, and another example of Clark's powers. His brain felt like it was being stretched. He had a thousand questions for Sam's father, and then noticed that Daniel seemed to be winding his conversation down.
"Daniel?" O'Neill asked.
"He didn't really want to hurt anyone. He thought he was the only survivor of his race, and his ship ran out of fuel as it entered our solar system. He says the beeping is his communications device, that other members of his race are calling him." Daniel replied.
All eyes went to T'Rog's ship, which was still beeping-only the tone of it now changed. Almost at the same time, an alarm went off, and a soldier with a walkie-talkie ran up to Gen. Hammond and saluted.
"Sir, I think you should hear this." He said.
To be continued.
A/N add-on: Okay, this was a slow chapter but I was in a mellow mood. More action in the next one (grins). Oh, and I know O'Neill is actually smart, he just acts dumb sometimes. I just couldn't resist, though:) Hope you all had a good day, and do have a great week!