Cursed

Spoilers- The Curse
Disclaimer- None of the following characters or settings belong to me, they belong all those other people who are too numerous to mention.
Note- Thanks as always to GrayMatter.
Note2- as of my last update I have officially broken the 200,000 word count.
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Janet looked across the prone body of Dr Steven Rayner at Daniel. He was still clutching his head. Osiris had really done a number on him. Fortunately for Daniel it was Steven who had borne the brunt of the attack.

Janet chewed her bottom lip as she studied her patient. They had gotten in contact with the local authorities. Help would arrive soon to airlift him out; it was far too bumpy over those dunes to even consider driving him out of here.

"What are we going to tell him?" Sam asked from beside Daniel.

Daniel shrugged, wincing at the movement. "I don't know. Maybe that he and Sarah were exposed to some 3000 year old chemical which leaked from the cracked Isis jar."

"Maybe we don't have to tell him anything," Janet commented.

Daniel's head shot up. "What?"

"Well, General Hammond has been looking for new recruits for your department," she added.

Daniel's mouth dropped open. "Wha- but…"

Janet burst into laughter. "Oh, Daniel, I'm sorry, but your face. You should have seen it. I was just joking."

Daniel's mouth shut with an audible clunk. "Jeeze, some doctor you are. Don't do that to me!"

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Dr Steven Rayner sat awkwardly in the well cushioned chairs that surrounded the briefing room table. The bald general at the head of the table smiled at him.

"I apologize for the delay, Dr Rayner. Our foremost expert on ancient cultures and linguistics was on a mission with SG-3, this morning they came in under heavy fire and several people were injured. As he heads up your department I'm afraid we cannot start without him."

"Aw, for cryin' out loud," muttered the gray haired man who had been introduced to Steven as Colonel Jack O'Neill. "What's taking the doc so long?"

"SG-3 brought refugees back with them, sir," the blonde woman, Major Samantha Carter, explained.

"But why is that holding him up?" Colonel O'Neill questioned. "The Spacemonkey knew he had a briefing now."

"One of the refugees was gravely injured, O'Neill," the large man, Teal'c, said calmly.

It was difficult for Steven to believe he was actually from another planet. But then the whole thing was pretty unbelievable. A stone ring capable of creating a wormhole which allowed near instantaneous travel to another planet. Wow. Those worlds populated with people descendant from ancient earth cultures. It was amazing. And to think that these people still continued with ancient practices. The things he could see. It was defiantly better than any top selling book.

The two soldiers who were guarding the door stiffened. The sound of a male voice, a very agitated male voice, drifted into the room.

"It's just a graze, Janet. I'm fine."

"Daniel, you might need a skin graft, that's more than just a graze."

"I feel fine. It's not like I'm going back off world. It's just a meeting so I can show Robert Rothman's replacement our SOP."

"That's today?"

The door to the room was opened.

"Ye- Steven?"

Steven jumped to his feet. What the hell? "Daniel!"

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