Stargate SG1

by Anaika Skywalker

An alternate look at the episodes of Stargate SG1, starting at the end of the Movie and then on to 'Children of the Gods'. Completed.

10. Fallout

Title: Stargate SG-1

Author: Anaika Skywalker

Rating: T

Disclaimer: Don't own it, wish I did, I just like to play with SG-1 once and a while. I'll put them back when I'm finished. I promise.

Author's Note: This chapter begins near the end of 'Fallout', goes into 'Chimera' and concludes with 'Death Knell'. This one has taken a little longer then usual to write, but with school starting again, my time was a little short, but here it is. I hope you enjoy it.

Nightshae: Thanks so much; it's reviews like yours that keeps me going.

Winjan: Hi, yep the prophecy again. It just keeps popping up. As for the protein marker, nope, can't come from her father, he was never a host, but good thinking though.

Letnet: Thanks, glad you liked it.

Roseofthegate: Hi Jenn, thanks for the idea on the protein marker, I didn't think of that, so thank you. And I'm glad you like Cali, she's been a fun character to write and explore and I think I've let her grow and mature as the chapters have gone on.

Stargate SG-1

Chapter Ten: Fallout

Daniel walked into the briefing room with a cup of coffee in his hand, the three councilors from Langara were arguing as usual. When Jonas Quinn had come through the Stargate and asked for their help, Daniel hadn't expected to be playing diplomat. He should have been off world with his wife; he would rather be off world with his wife.

Signing Daniel went over to the SF assigned to the proceedings. "Morning Sergeant DeLuise," he perched on the desk the sergeant was leaning against.

"Hey Dr. Jackson," he greeted with a smile. "How are the boys?"

"They're fine, Caleb is missing his mother though," Daniel answered, while trying to keep track of the argument.

"Yeah, my youngest was like that every time I went away." Sergeant Pete DeLuise said friendly.

"How long have they been arguing?" Daniel asked him a little used up by their constant bickering.

"From the moment they arrived," the Sergeant revealed.

Rubbing his forehead, Daniel put his cup down. "Thanks Pete," he said and tried harder to concentrate on the proceeding, well argument.

"Kelowna will accept nothing more then equal representation," First Minister Dreylock was saying.

"Really," Councilor Vin Eremal snapped. "Kelowna is solely responsible for this problem."

Daniel shook his head, fed up with the whole thing.

"Need I remind you the Stargate is in our procession?" The First Minister fought back.

"For the moment," Councilor Lucia Tarthus noted.

She was shocked. "It that a threat?"

"It's an assurance that when it comes to survival of our people, we will do whatever is necessary."

Daniel moved towards them, he'd heard enough. "What, so now you want to go to war?" He asked them, not bothering to keep the disgust from his voice. "My friends are trying to save your world and you want to destroy it?"

Colonel O'Neill and General Hammond walked up the stairs that were behind Daniel, having over heard him. "Oh save your breath, Daniel," Jack retorted as he and the General went over to him. Seeing the younger man really looked defeated. He addressed the Langarans. "You folks are done." He announced and saw the three of them look at him stunned.

"I don't understand?" The First Minister stated.

"Well, you see, we actually like the Madronans," Jack said calmly. "They're nice people and we've decided, there's no way we're subjecting them to the likes of you. Deals off. You're toast." He glanced at Daniel, seeing the linguist looked uneasy, but he knew deep down Daniel was glad it was over.

Tarthus looked from the Colonel to Hammond. "General?"

"Colonel O'Neill is right," the General informed. "You can stay until we hear back from Jonas and Major Carter."

The Langarans glanced at each other and then back to the Colonel and General, ignoring Daniel.

Jack, on the other hand was enjoying it a little more than he should have been. "That's what you get for dickin' around," he smirked.

Before anyone could comment the Stargate activated, the General went to the Sergeant's desk and called the control room, being told who it was once the Gate opened. "Open the iris," he ordered. "Have security to the Gate room and have a med team alerted." He hung up and hurried to the observation window along with everyone else. "SG-6 is coming in under fire," he reported.

Jack grabbed Daniel's arm, making him stay where he was. "Easy."

First Minister Dreylock looked curiously to the General, who explained, not bothering to whisper. "Dr. Jackson's wife is with SG-6."

"Oh?"

Below in the Gate room, the puddle rippled and Lt. Smith came through supporting Lt. Fisher, who had a field dressing on his thigh, he limped badly as they hurried down the ramp and out to the med team.

There was a loud boom and Captain Mackenzie came flying through, hitting the ramp hard, he rolled down it to the bottom, being stopped by an SF, who stayed with him, covering him as several staff blasts came through.

Major Shanks and Cali walking backwards though the puddle, both firing their weapons; they stopped when they were clear.

Cali had a detonator in her hand. "Fire in the hole!" She called out and pressed the button the same time as Shanks called out for the iris to be closed. It spiraled shut and loud thumps could be heard before the Gate closed down. "Well that was fun," she commented, grinning.

Andrew Shanks chuckled. "Nice work, doc," he patted her on the back as they hurried down the ramp.

Mackenzie was conscious, being tended too by a medic. He looked back at the tap on the shoulder and accepted the detonator that was handed to him. "Went with a bang, huh, doc?"

"Oh yeah," she smirked.

General Hammond arrived along with Daniel and Jack; he addressed Shanks for answers. "Major, what happened?"

"We had a little Jaffa problem, sir," he reported. "Nothing we couldn't handle."

Cali handed the rifle she'd been using to the waiting SF; the HK had been Lt. Fishers. "There was a mixture of tattoo's, General, but most were Ba'al's."

"All right, we'll debrief in an hour," he ordered and left.

Mackenzie got to his feet and was helped out by the medic. Shanks and Cali stepped off the ramp.

"So, had some fun without us, kiddo?" Jack smirked.

"A little dad," his daughter grinned, wearily.

"I'd have the doc watching my back anytime, Colonel." Shanks praised.

"Suck up," she teased and walked out with Daniel, who was chuckling.

Jack was too, patting the man on the back. "Nice work, Shanks."

"Thank you sir," he said. "We all came back alive."

"That's because you had a little of SG-1's luck with you, Major."

"Yes sir," he agreed. "As Colonel Reynolds says, Dr. O'Neill is a lucky charm." He noted and left.

Turning, Jack smiled at that and then looked up, seeing the three Councilors still watching from the briefing room. He shook his head and walked out of the Gate room.

After being escorted from the briefing room, to the commissary for an hour while the debriefing took place, to eat and then to freshen up in the VIP Quarters assigned to them, the councilors were shown back by Sergeant DeLuise.

First Minister Dreylock hesitated when she saw Doctor Jackson and Doctor O'Neill were still seated at the large conference table going over some notes, neither seemed to have noticed their arrival.

Sergeant DeLuise cleared his throat. "Dr. Jackson, Dr. O'Neill?"

Daniel looked up the same time as his wife did. "First Minister Dreylock, councilors," he greeted. "First Minister, I believe you know my wife, Cali."

"Yes," Dreylock said forcing a smile. "How are you Dr. O'Neill?"

"I'm fine thank you first minister," Cali acknowledged politely.

"My fellow representatives of the Joint Ruling Council – Vin Eremal and Lucia Tarthus, the Tiranian and Andori representatives."

Cali smiled. "Hello," she greeted and received a less than enthusiastic reply.

"We'll get out of our way, First Minister," Daniel told them and he and Cali stood, gathering her notes and files together.

"Dr. Jackson," Dreylock stopped them from leaving. "I believe Largara owes you a great deal more then just a simple thank you."

He went to shrug it off, but Cali wasn't going to see that happen. She turned back, determination flared in her eyes. "First Minister," she began. "My husband stopped your city from becoming nothing more then a large crater on the face of your planet. In doing so he was exposed to deadly radiation, accused of sabotage and was only allowed to return on compassionate grounds, so he could return to face chargers, if he survived." Her voice had risen and was full of venom; her brown eyes had become darker with the anger she felt. "I had to sit and watch him suffer excruciating pain, while an apology was sent to your government; who should have been acknowledging Daniel for saving thousands of lives." She retorted. "You have no idea what it was like to watch him slowly slip away, being unable to help or even ease his suffering; to watch him die and ascend before your eyes, to leave you behind." She paused seeing the shock in their eyes, the tenacity that she would talk to them like this. She didn't care. "I doubt you have shown him the slight bit of decency while you have been guests here, while he would have been doing everything in his power to help you. I defiantly know, First Minister, when Daniel was on Langara, helping to save your asses from Anubis, you were not even surprised by his arrival. A man, who had been reported dead for a little over a year, shows up very alive on your planet and you didn't give a damn. Just like you didn't give a damn to how Jonas was feeling. Yes, you owe Daniel, but you can never repay him for your shortcomings. So take this piece of advice councilors. Don't say thank you, you don't mean it, when you leave here you will not look back, nor think twice about us once you're gone. So just be thankful you are alive and Daniel is once again among us; here where he is needed and will continue to been needed and appreciated." She walked away from them, Daniel at her side, stopping before they left the room, turning back to their stunned silence. "Grow up, First Minister, Councilors. Langara is not the center of the universe, you're just a tear drop in an infinite ocean." With that said she and Daniel left, walking out the door and down the hallway.

General Hammond had overheard the whole conversation from his office, he smiled and chuckled softly, making a mental note to get a copy of the surveillance tape for that time frame and send it to Jack. The Colonel was going to love it. Hell he might even show it at the next meeting with the Joint Chiefs. Smothering a smile, he walked out into the briefing room as the off world activation klaxon went off. He headed down the staircase with the Councilor Emeral at his side, Dreylock and Tarthus following.

"Unscheduled off world activation," was announced over the PA as they entered the control room.

"Receiving a signal sir. Audio only," the technician informed.

"Put it through," the General ordered.

The technician did so and a voice came over the radio. "Kelownan Gate control to First Minister Dreylock."

"This is Dreylock," the First Minister acknowledged them. "Go ahead."

"We're receiving reports from all over the country – major seismic disturbance. Geological survey places the epicenter at the target coordinates."

"They did it!" Eremal exclaimed.

"Any word from the excavator?" Dreylock asked the Kelownan gate control.

"Negative, First Minister," there was a pause. Then. "They made it First Minister…. Major Carter is requesting medical assistance, they are on their way to Kelownan Gate control as we speak."

The General saw the First Minister look to him. "I'll have a medical team waiting."

"Thank you General," she said, and then spoke to their disembodied voice on the radio. "Send them through as soon as they arrive, a medical team will be waiting."

"Yes First Minister. Kelownan Gate control out."

The Gate closed down.

"Sergeant, alert Dr. Fraiser to have a team standing by," General Hammond ordered.

"Yes sir."

He turned to the councilors. "First Minister Dreylock, I'll escort you and the councilors to the Gate room. Sergeant dial Langara."

"Yes sir."

"Thank you for your aid, General," Dreylock said and then along with her fellow Councilors, followed him out of the control room to the Gate room.

The Stargate opened with a whoosh and settled into a watery event horizon, Emeral and Tarthus bided General Hammond fair well and walked up the ramp and through the Gate.

Dreylock said goodbye and stepped up onto the ramp, she'd walked midway when she turned back. "General, would you pass on a message to Dr. O'Neill?"

"Of course First Minister."

"Tell her she was right," she stated. "Dr. O'Neill will know what I mean."

"I shall, First Minister," he agreed, knowing fair well what she meant.

Dreylock bowed her head and turned, walking through the Gate, which closed down moments after.

General Hammond walked out; he had a surveillance tape to get copied and a message to pass on while they waited for Major Carter and Teal'c to return. The Kelownans hadn't been clear on who had been hurt, but he had a hunch it wasn't any of his people, he just prayed it wasn't Jonas.

Jack wandered into the now extended Jackson/O'Neill office/lab. After the mission to Honduras, General Hammond had given Daniel and Cali leave, with a hidden agenda. An hour after they'd left, the rest of Archaeological department had gone in and packed up their entire office. Once it was done, Siler and a team of engineers had gone in and knocked down the wall that separated the office from the empty one next door that had been Jonas', doubling the work space. They'd also built new shelving unites for the artifacts and their library of books, as well as giving the whole office/lab a fresh coat of paint, with paint that won't upset Daniel's allergies. Then when it was finished, everything had been moved back in, not one artifact broken, not one book damaged. Half the SGC teams that were on world at the time had arrived to help, not that it was surprising. Now they had their archaeology and linguistics library within the office section along with computers and all the alien and Earth artifacts displayed in the laboratory section. The two had arrived back totally unaware of what had happened and stunned by it. For the first time in a long time, both of them had been speechless. The look on their faces had been all the thanks anyone had needed, but they accepted the thank you they received. Even Caleb and Chris had been in on it and hadn't said anything, the little boy happily showed his parents around their new office/lab, having been there to help when everything went back in.

"Hey kids." Jack greeted going further in.

Daniel looked up from the stone table he was working on translating, that SG-11 had sent brought back. "Hey Jack."

Cali glanced up from the four thousand year old book she was studying at the other end of the room. "Hey dad, what's up?"

"Carter and Teal'c are back," he reported spotting an artifact on the table that looked like a top. "Jonas and the Goa'uld are with them. It doesn't look good for the snake though."

"What about the host?" Daniel inquired.

"Fraiser and her team are working on keeping her alive."

Leaving the book, Cali walked over to them. "And Jonas, how's he?"

"Gibson is with him," her dad answered. "Apparently he was close to Kianna, only to find out it was the Goa'uld, not the host."

"That must be hard on him."

Jack nodded and went back to playing with the artifact that had caught his attention. "Yeah, so what are you two up too?"

"We're trying to work, dad," Cali told him, chuckling at his childishness.

Daniel took the artifact from Jack. "Is there anything else?"

"Hammond has scheduled a briefing for tomorrow morning," he told him frowning at having his impromptu toy taken off him. "Oh eight hundred."

"We'll be there, dad," Cali assured him and went back to the book she was studying. "Daniel told me what you said to the Langarans."

Jack shrugged. "They deserved it," he remarked and then shoved his hands into the pockets of his BDU trousers. "Speaking of which, General Hammond showed me a copy of your little speech."

She arched an eyebrow. "Like you said, they deserved it."

"Ya think," he said sarcastically and saw Daniel squirm, glancing at his watch. "I've got to go, see'a later, kids."

"Bye Jack."

"Bye dad."

He walked out, smirking.

On level 21, Dr. Gibson finished her phone call to the General, hanging up. She got up and went over to Jonas, who was seated on the couch, his head in his hands. "Come on, Jonas."

"Where?"

"General Hammond said it's all right for you to come home with me." She revealed.

"He did?" He was a little surprised.

"He did," she held out her hand.

He took it and stood. "Thanks Andy."

She smiled warmly, having him there stirred a range of emotions inside that she though she'd finally put behind her, but she hadn't. "Carly will be excited to see you."

He released her hand. "I've missed the little munchkin."

Andrea chuckled. "Munchkin?"

He blushed. "That is the correct team, isn't it? I'm sure I heard Colonel O'Neill call Caleb, munchkin."

"It's correct," she smirked. "Jack must have rubbed off on you."

"A little," he admitted.

She grabbed her briefcase and keys an ushered him out, telling her assistant she was heading home. Getting a good night from the Lieutenant.

They made it out of the mountain with little fuss, the General having phoned ahead to clear Jonas' leaving. Andrea drove them home, they had just gotten out of the car when the front door opened and Carly Gibson rushed out of the door, squealing.

"Jonas!" She though herself into his arms, letting him pick her up. "Missed you."

"I've missed you too," he whispered, feeling that ache in his chest again. He missed this so much, even though they'd had so little time before. He ruffled her light brown hair. "Have you been a good girl?"

"Uh huh." She said proudly. "Always good."

Andrea chuckled at that. "Come on, honey, lets take Jonas inside."

Inside, Jonas was guided into the living area, coming to face to face with Jon. He looked questioningly at Andrea.

"This is Jon O'Neill, my foster son," she introduced, seeing his reaction to the name. "Jon, this is Jonas."

Evidently, Jon knew who Jonas was, but he didn't say anything different. "Nice to meet you."

"You too." Jonas said with a curious smile. "Are you related to Colonel O'Neill?"

"My dad, I only found him a few months back, after Andy took me in," Jon answered him. "I'd better get back to my homework." He said and hurried back to his room.

Andrea had taken her briefcase to her office, having returned. "Come on sweetheart, let Jonas go," she said taking her daughter from him.

Jodie came in from the kitchen, smiling. "Mr. Quinn, welcome back."

"Thank you and it's Jonas, remember."

She blushed and nodded. "Come on Carly, bath time squirt."

"Okay," the little girl hurried off with her nanny after her mother put her down.

Jonas hugged his arms against his chest. "A shower sounds good about now."

Andrea had a feeling there was more to that comment. "Come on, you left a few things here, you can shower and changed into them."

"Thanks," he followed her into her bedroom, recalling the week before he'd left to return home, he'd spent it entirely with Andrea and her family. It had been one of the best of his life.

"Go on through, I'll get your clothes," she insisted, he nodded and went into the bathroom. Andrea grabbed the clothes, she'd always meant to send them through the wormhole, but never gotten around to it. Setting them on the bed, she stepped out of her shoes, hearing the water running. Standing there for a moment she made a conscious decision and pulled off her uniform, walking into the bathroom she removed her underwear and pushed back the recess door, stepping into the shower, sliding the door closed. Jonas stood with his back to her, water running down his front, she wrapped her arms around him, pressing her body against his.

He turned; cupping her face in his hands, there was so much in his eyes, pain of betrayal, the need to be comforted and something she hadn't expected. Love. He brushed his lips against hers and then again, putting more pressure to them, parting her lips, thrusting his tongue into her mouth to meet hers as he deepened the kiss. She responded as eagerly as he did, there hadn't been anyone else, not since he'd left. She'd had plenty of offers, but she realized her heart had been lost to him.

He backed her up against the tiled wall, pinning her to it with his body, his kisses becoming more, he wanted her and from the moans that came from her, she wanted him just as badly. She rubbed her body against his, while her fingernails raked at his back. His lips left hers and he touched, licked and caressed her body, making her whimper for more, and he gave her more, making love with her, her back sliding against the wet slippery wall.

"I love you," he admitted in a whisper in the aftermath, breathlessly against the crock of her shoulder as he held her against the tiled wall, her legs still wrapped around his waist.

Her heart pounded, from more then their lovemaking. He loved her. She felt tears well in her eyes. "I love you too," she said, getting her breath back. "We'll work out the rest, Jonas, I promise."

"I know." He set her back on her feet. "We should get out of here."

"Yeah, Carly will want some time with you," she mused and ran her finger down his chest. "And after she's gone to bed, I want some more time with you."

He smiled and kissed her. "I can arrange that."

"I certainly hope so, Mr. Quinn," she teased him.

"That's Doctor Quinn," he corrected. "I got my doctorate in Ancient Kelowna History and I'm completing my degree in Archaeology, that I started before I came to Earth, having been SG-1's archaeologist and linguist helped with my decision to finish it."

Andrea hugged him. "Well then Dr. Quinn, shall we?"

"We shall."

They finished their shower and dressed, heading back into the living room. Carly ran over to Jonas, now in her Pj's, she grabbed his hand. "Come play, Jonas."

"All right," he agreed was dragged over to the sofa.

Jodi smiled warmly coming over to Andrea. "Is he staying this time?"

She shook her head. "No, this was just a quick trip."

"Then, doctor, take some of your own advice and go after what you want," the nanny advised and hurried off to the kitchen.

Andrea sighed and hugged her arms across her chest. "I wish it was that simple," she whispered, watching her daughter playing with the man she loved. Sighing again she wandered into the kitchen to help get dinner ready.

Jonas and Carly played cards until it was time to set the table, which they did together. Jon came out of his room and helped out. During dinner they chattered away, Andrea loved the fact Jonas never talked down to her daughter or ignored her. He always treated her with love and respect, as if she were his own. And he treated Jon with just as much respect, engaging the teenager in conversation.

After dinner Jonas insisted on helping to clean up, as did Carly, there was a lot of laughter from the adults and teenager and giggling from the little girl, but it got done.

At bedtime, both Jonas and Andrea tucked Carly in, giving the nanny the night off on that duty.

Carly grabbed Jonas' hand, stopping him from leaving. "Can't you stay?"

"I wish I could sweetie," he said tenderly.

Her eyes were almost closed with sleep. "Want you to be my daddy," she whispered, drifting off.

He smiled and lent over, kissing her cheek. "I want that too," he said softly and straightened, seeing the love in Andrea's eyes. She wanted it too. "Nit sweetheart."

"Nit daddy," Carly whispered sleepily. "Mommy."

Jonas found he liked the feeling he got being called 'daddy', he liked it a lot, he followed Andrea out of the room, she partly shut the door.

"Thank you," she said going into his arms.

"I didn't mind, in fact, I like it."

"So did I," she said and rose up onto her toes and kissed him.

Jonas pulled her against him, deepening the kiss. "Come back with me?" He asked when they parted, almost pleading. "To Langara, bring Jon and Carly too."

Andrea was stunned; he was asking her to leave with him. "Jonas…"

His heart dropped, he'd rushed things. "I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay," she stepped back. "Lets talk about this in the living room." She suggested and he nodded, turning she saw Jon standing in the doorway to his bedroom.

"Maybe you should tell him everything, Andy," the teenager advised. "And don't worry about me, I can handle another planet," he smirked that O'Neill smirk of his. "Been there done that. Night." He said and went into this room.

Jonas looked at her confused. "He knows about the Stargate program?"

Andrea nodded. "Come on," she urged and they went into the living room. Sitting down she told him about Jon. From how he came to them and how she'd volunteered to foster him.

"Wow."

"Yeah, I sorry I didn't say anything early, it's just better if he stays with the cover story." She apologized.

"Its all right, I guess coming back with me, wouldn't be that smart," Jonas said sadly.

"Jonas," she took his hands in hers. "I love you and I would love to see Langara, to see Kelowna, but it's not that easy. I have responsibilities here."

He knew that. "Kianna is going to need counseling if she pulls though this," he noted.

Andrea heard the tenderness in his voice. "And so will you, you had feelings for her, some very deep feelings."

"After I meet Kianna, I started to understand how Daniel felt, being in love with two very beautiful women." He stroked her cheek. "But who was I in love with – the Goa'uld or the host."

"You're going to have to find that out," she said tactfully. "I'll help all I can."

"From Earth?" He asked skeptically.

She saw his pointed, crawling onto his lap, straddling him. "I can ask the General to allow me to return with you, so I can counsel Kianna, to make sure she recovers from this."

"Just to counsel Kianna?" He asked unbuttoning her blouse.

"Well, I expect you'll need counseling too," she stated as her blouse slipped from her shoulders.

"Lots of personal counseling," he mused and nuzzled her neck.

"I'll put it to the General in the morning," Andrea moaned and grasped at what he was doing to her. "We should discuss this in the bedroom."

"Good idea," Jonas agreed. He held tight to her and slid forward, as he stood she wrapped her legs around his waist and he carried her into the bedroom like that, letting her shut the door. Setting her down on her feet near the bed, they managed to remove their clothes before tumbling onto the bed.

They touched, caressed, making the other either moan or whimper in pleasure, finally making love, drifting off to sleep in each other's arms in the aftermath.

In the morning, they showered and dressed, and headed for the kitchen for breakfast. Jodi had Carly up and dressed. Jon was too, they knew Jonas was going, only the teenager understood where. When it was time to leave, the little girl hugged Jonas.

"Stay," she pleaded.

It tore at his heart. "I wish I could sweetheart, I really do," he kissed her on the cheek. "I love you, always remember that."

"I will," she said as tears ran down her cheeks.

"Come on squirt," Jon took her, he hated seeing Carly upset, he knew it wasn't any ones fault, he hated it anyway. "Take care, Jonas."

"You too, Jon."

Andrea knew how hard this was for Jonas and her family. "I'll see you all tonight, unless something comes up."

"Bye mommy," Carly said sadly.

"Bye baby," she kissed her on the cheek and ushered Jonas out.

They drove to the base in silence, the little time Jonas spent with Andrea and her family, made him long to have them as part of his family permanently. They signed in and took the elevator to level 21, going to her office. Andrea spoke briefly with her assistant and then ushered Jonas inside.

"The symbiote is dead. Kianna is fine, a little confused," she reported.

He nodded. "At least she's all right."

"Jonas," she guided him over to the sofa and they sat down. "Take things one day at a time, get to know Kianna. You may find you can be friends and one day perhaps more."

"You wouldn't mind?"

"No," she smiled. "Come on. I want to talk to General Hammond before the briefing he has scheduled this morning with SG-1."

Jonas nodded and they got up, leaving the office, going to level 27. While Andrea went to see the General, Jonas walked into the briefing room, looking out at the Stargate.

Daniel and Cali came in a few minutes later, seeing him there. They went over to him. "Miss it?" Daniel asked him.

Jonas turned. "Yeah I do," he said with a smile and drew Cali into his arms. "Hi."

"Hi Jonas," she said tenderly, giving his back a gentle rub. "Are you okay?"

"I will be."

She knew he would. "If things get rough, you can always come back here to us," she said lightly.

"Tempting," he smirked, picking up her light heartedness.

"Well, judging from what you have to deal with back on Kelowna, I'm not surprised," Daniel remarked. "I think I'd take life-threatening danger over one of those council meetings any day of the week."

"Yeah," Jonas agreed. "I don't know what Jack said to them, but they were being a little more cooperative as we were coming here."

"Well, lets hope it lasts," Daniel said glancing at his wife.

Jonas saw the look that past between them. "What aren't you guys tell me?"

"Lets just say dad wasn't the only one who had a few words to them." Cali revealed.

"You?"

"You could say she spoke her mind," Daniel stated.

General Hammond came into the briefing room with Dr. Gibson before anymore could be said. "Doctor's," he greeted. "Dr. Gibson has requested the time to counsel Kianna, however the Joint Ruling Council is eager to have both her and Jonas back on Langara. So, Dr. Gibson will be accompanying them," he looked to the psychologist. "You leave at oh nine thirty hours."

"Yes sir," she acknowledged him.

"Thank you, General, for everything," Jonas said and shook his hand.

"You're welcome Jonas," he said and returned to his office.

Andrea was starting to think of all she had to do before she left. "Um, Cali, could you or Daniel attend a careers day at Jon's school?"

"Sure, if he doesn't mind," the younger woman agreed. "What do we have to do?"

"A small presentation of what you do for a living. Jon has all the details." Andrea answered.

"Should be a short presentation," Daniel remarked a little sarcastically.

Cali dug him in the ribs. "We'll sort something out," she said, the hair on the back of neck bristled and she looked back, seeing Sam and Teal'c coming up the stairs with her dad. "Morning."

"Morning campers," Jack greeted as they joined them. "What's up?"

"Um Andy is returning with Jonas and Kianna, to Langara for a week to make sure she doesn't have any problems settling back in," his daughter revealed.

"So who's going to do that career day thing?" He asked the psychologist.

"Daniel and Cali are, or one of them will," Andrea told him, then smirked. "Unless you want to do it?"

"Yeah sir," Sam played along. "Teenage girls love a dashing hero in uniform, with a chest full of ribbons."

"I have read they do find this appealing." Teal'c agreed.

Jack frowned. "I'm sure Daniel and Cali will do fine."

Andrea and the other's chuckled quietly, she patted Jonas on the arm. "We should go, I have to fill in Dr. Williams before we leave."

Jonas nodded. He held out his hand to the Colonel. "It was good to see you again, Colonel."

"Yeah, you too Jonas, take care of the doc here."

"I will."

"Don't give Tray to much of a hard time, Colonel?" Andrea advised. "He happens to like you."

"I like him, he thinks Mackenzie is a quack." Jack said sincerely.

She smiled at that. "So do I, Colonel, so do I," she said and left the room with Jonas.

Jack saw his daughter sigh. "What?"

"We're going to lose her."

"Lose her?"

She turned and patted her dad on the arm. "To Jonas, dad, they love each other," she said and went and took her seat, as did the others.

Jack turned. "Oh," he said quietly and went and sat down too.

General Hammond came into the room and they started the briefing, he was satisfied with the briefs they'd all turned in concerning the up coming mission. "All right people, Major, Dr. Fraiser is releasing her patient, would you accompany Kianna to the Gate room please."

"Yes sir."

"Dr. O'Neill, Colonel, I'd like a word with you both on the training proposal in my office."

"Yes sir," both responded.

"Very well, dismissed."

They all stood, Cali and Jack going with the General. Sam headed for the infirmary. Teal'c headed out and Daniel went down to the Gate room, having seen Jonas and Andrea walk in. The psychologist was in BDU's, minus a vest and side arm, she wasn't going into combat; Jonas carried her field pack.

"All set?" Daniel asked her.

"As I'll ever be," she announced. "This is my first house call to another planet."

"Piece of cake," he assured.

She grinned. "Oh yeah."

"Where's Cali?" Jonas asked Daniel.

"She and Jack are talking to the General about the training proposal we've put together, we're trying to get permission to train the new recruits off world at the beta site. This way day to day running of the SGC won't be disrupted every time new recruits need training and evaluating."

"Sounds like a good idea," the Langaran announced. "If it gets approved and you need help, give me a yell."

"I'll do that."

Sam and Kianna cam into the Gate room as the Stargate started to spin, chevrons locking into place.

Jonas felt a little ill at ease. "How are you feeling?"

Kianna for her part felt just as uncomfortable. "Fine I guess, I don't remember everything," she admitted. "It's like a dream."

"The symbiote is dead." Sam confirmed.

"She saved me," Kianna told them. "She could of let me die with her, but she didn't," the Gate opened with a whoosh, making her pause, when it settled into the watery puddle she continued. "I know you may find this hard to believe, but she appreciated everything that you did for her. What you tried to do."

Jonas nodded, still feeling awkward. "Well it's time to go home, Dr. Gibson is coming with us, to make sure your handling things."

Kianna glanced at the psychologist. "Dr. Fraiser told me, thank you."

"It's quiet all right." Andrea assured.

Jonas shook Daniel's hand and gave Sam a hug, thanking them both, then he, Andrea and Kianna stepped up onto the ramp, walking up to the event horizon and through back to Kelowna.

Four days later, Cali found herself rushing through the hallways of Jon O'Neill's high school, wincing with every step. She saw the teenager ahead, slowing her pace; she shifted the strap of her old-field pack to a move comfortable position.

He was concerned; she looked a little pale, her green BDU's were a little rumpled, as if she'd fallen asleep in them. The way she was limping wasn't good. "Are you all right?"

"Yeah," she answered. "A couple of bruised ribs, fifteen stitches and a mild headache, no problem."

'Hell, Cali, you shouldn't be here,' he said protectively switching to Abydonian, taking her pack from her. 'You should be in the damn infirmary, what the hell is Fraiser doing letting you come here?'

She smiled at his remarks. 'Firstly, I was driven here by an airman, who is at this moment waiting for me. Secondly, Janet released me from the infirmary this morning, I'm going back there when I'm finished to be check out,' she told him using her native language, before switching back. "So lets get this over and done with, okay."

"Wait," he grabbed her arm gently. "What about the others?"

"Dad, Sam and Teal'c got out of it with minor cuts and bruises, Daniel has a mild concussion and about twenty stitches and a really bad headache," she reported wearily. "And before you ask, dad is sitting with him. He didn't want me to come either, but I'm fine and I promised."

Jon was skeptical, he knew her idea of fine; he also knew how stubborn she could be. "All right, just don't push yourself, Jack will kill me and so will Daniel."

Cali smiled. Sure they would. "I'll behave," she promised, adding, "little brother."

"Funny," he grumbled and showed her into the classroom, keeping his voice low. "So were are these fifteen stitches?"

"Four in my arm just below my shoulder, six on my side and five on my thigh, all from shrapnel and all on my left side," she answered him softly, as his teacher approached. "Daniel and I took most of the blast." She switched to Abydonian. 'Goa'uld grenade.'

Jon swore in the same language under his breath, the anger clear in his eyes. He hid it as his teacher Mrs. Riggs came over to them.

She smiled warmly. "Dr. O'Neill?"

Cali nodded, which made her a little dizzy. She didn't waver though. "Yes, you must be Mrs. Riggs."

"I am, thank you for filling in for Dr. Gibson."

"My pleasure," she said, forcing a smile on her face. She wanted this over.

"Well lets get started, shall we," the teacher said cheerfully and with Jon following them, he put the pack on the teachers desk and returned to his seat. Mrs. Riggs waited for her students to settle down. "This is Dr. O'Neill, Jon's sister," she turned to the younger woman. "I'll let you take over, Dr. O'Neill."

"Thank you, Mrs. Riggs," she waited until the woman had moved to the other side of the room, before perching on the desk, trying hard not to wince. "Um, to start with, my name is Cali, I have doctorates in Archaeology, Anthropology and linguistics. I work with the United States Air Force as a Civilian Consultant; I speak 23 languages, including ancient Egyptian, Phoenician, Sumerian, Latin and Akkadian. I'm proficient in reading and writing hieroglyphics and Linear A. I'm capable of understanding a language within an hour or so of being exposed to it. I also have a photographic memory." She saw they were staring at her a little stunned. "And as Jon will tell you, I can be stubborn, I have a smart mouth and a wicked sense of humor, as well as a temper." She paused as the students chuckled a little. She then went on to tell them about archaeology and anthropology, showing them photos she'd had enlarged that she brought with her, as well as some small artifacts that she had Jon take out of her pack and show around.

A teenager at the back of the class, the son of a Marine sergeant who was a part of SG-13, raised his hand. "Dr. O'Neill, my dad is Sergeant Woods," he saw her nod. "I over heard him saying to some of the other Marines he works with, that you're pretty good at hand-to-hand combat and a number of weapons."

"True…" she hesitated a little. "But with a dad who is ex-Special Forces, being able to handle myself is something I leant from him. As for the weapons training, well," she shrugged, which wasn't smart.

"Classified?"

"Yeah," she agreed, seeing 'classified' was a word this teenager understood.

"What was the language you and Jon were speaking when you came in?" A blond headed young woman next to Jon asked.

"Egyptian, well a variant of the language, what I spoke as a child growing up in Egypt." Cali revealed.

"So you weren't born in America, Dr. O'Neill?" Mrs. Riggs queried.

"No," Cali shook her head. "I was born in Egypt, at Abydos. My dad, Colonel Jack O'Neill, is really my Uncle. My birth father was Captain Jacob O'Neill, he was shot down over Egypt and rescued by nomads, my mother nursed him back to health and they fell in love, however he died before I was born. My mother passed away when I was fourteen, I was taken in by the leader of our tribe and was considered his daughter. My dad found me a few years later, once he realized who I was, he brought me back here to America and adopted me."

"Could you speak English?" The same teenager asked.

"No, I was taught English and I taught dad my language, which we spoke at home and my husband and family also speak at home."

"You said you speak 23 different languages, what is dad in Egyptian?" Another teenager asked.

"Baba," she answered and expanded on that. "In Sumerian it's, Abum, in Akkadian it's Aba."

"Is there a connection?" The same teenager asked. "They sound similar."

Cali smiled. "Yes," she moved carefully off the desk, and gestured to the blackboard. "If I may, Mrs. Riggs?"

"Please," she insisted.

Taking the chalk, Cali wrote the words up on the board, along with others, explaining each and the cross pollination of words. The students listened and asked questions, which she answered, her enthusiasm out weighing the pain from her bruised ribs and healing wounds.

Neither Cali nor the students even took notice of the man who entered the room and stood with Mrs. Riggs. He was the Principal, Mr. Davis. He kept his voice down. "Dr. O'Neill?"

Mrs. Riggs nodded. "Archaeologist, anthropologist and linguist."

"Air Force?"

"No, civilian."

"Really?" He was surprised, especially since she wore BDU's. "Her father taught here several years ago, he was recalled to active duty, a great lose. She has his touch. I thought she might have joined up too."

"From what Jon has told me about his sister, she and her husband both work as civilian consultants for the Air Force."

He was intrigued and impressed. "Who is her husband, did he say?"

"Dr. Daniel Jackson."

That surprised him. "Interesting."

Now she was surprised. "You know him?"

"Of him, if it's the same person," he revealed and then explained. "Eight years ago, he was laughed out of the Archaeological community for his ideas that the pyramids of Egypt were landing platforms for alien space ships. He dropped off the face of the Earth for a while, I heard he was back, but there hasn't been anything more said about him."

"Perhaps it's not the same person."

"Perhaps, he would be older than her, so I guess it isn't," he decided.

"Well, I better wrapped this up," Mrs. Riggs decided. "As much as I'd like her to continue, she has them eating out of her hand."

"That she does," Mr. Davis agreed and then left the room.

Just as Mrs. Riggs went over to the blackboard, Cali's beeper went off, she stopped what she was saying, dropping the chalk to the tray she took the beeper from her belt and brought up the message, reading it. "Damn," she muttered and looked to the teacher. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Riggs, something has come up at work, I have to get back."

"Quiet all right, Dr. O'Neill, I was going to have to stop you anyway," she said smiling. Turning to her students. "Michael, will you give Jon a hand to pack away the artifacts Dr. O'Neill brought?" Both teenagers hurried to do it. "The rest of you may go on to your next class. Please remember to thank Dr. O'Neill on your way out."

The teenagers got up; all spoke to Cali as they left, thanking her. Jon made sure everything Cali had brought with her was in her back. He did it up and carried it over to her, seeing she was even paler then before.

"Thanks Jon." She took the pack from him, feeling a stabbing pain in her side that almost took her to her knees. Almost.

"What's wrong?"

She shook her head. "Nothing, I'm fine," she answered, breathing through the pain. It wasn't what he what he wanted to hear, but it was all she was going to tell him, she gave him a hug, feeling him return it gently. "I'll see you later."

"Okay, don't work too hard," he advised. Knowing there was no way Fraiser was going to let her work.

"Right," she remarked and left the room. Going as quickly as she could through the hallways, leaving the building she meet Airman Rodgers, who drove the car up to her. She got in, breathing heavily. "Lets go, David."

"Problem, Doctor O'Neill?" He asked concerned as they drove away.

"I hope not." She answered him, wincing a little; her side was hurting more then it should have been. Resting against the back of the seat, she closed her eyes, nearly passing out.

Back at the mountain, Airman Rodgers escorted Cali straight to the infirmary on Dr. Fraiser's orders, he'd rang her on the way and the Sergeant at the checkpoint had confirmed the order. By the time they arrived, Rodgers was supporting Cali, being careful of her side.

Janet had an orderly and a wheelchair waiting. "Airman, take Dr. O'Neill's pack to her office."

"Yes Ma'am," he took the pack from Cali as the orderly took over, helping her into the wheelchair.

"Thank you Airman," Janet acknowledged. He hesitated and then hurried away. Leaving Janet to deal with her patient, who was far too pale for her liking. "Where does it hurt, Cali?"

Cali squeezed her eyes shut, and then opened them, the pain made her eyes water. "My side… it hurts a lot."

"I thought so, lets go."

The orderly pushed the wheelchair bound archaeologist into the exam room, with Janet following, on the doctors insistence he willingly lifted Cali from the chair, sitting her gently onto the bed before moving himself and the chair out of the room as two nurses came in, ready to assist.

Janet gave Cali a hand to remove her shirt and t-shirt, seeing the blood socked dressing. "Looks like you've pulled the stitches," she revealed, she pulled on gloves. "On your side." She helped her to lie down and as gently as she could, removed the dressing, taking a look, cleaning the wound with the nurse's assistants. "I thought I told you to take it easy." She chastised the younger woman.

"I was, I sat down through my presentation, I didn't get up until the end when I wrote on the blackboard." She answered, wincing. "Even than I was careful, I didn't even raise my arms about my head."

"All right," Janet smoothed, she covered the wound and spoke to her nurses, keeping her voice down. "I want to go in and take a look and make sure Dr. Warner got all the shrapnel," she announced. "Start an IV and pep Cali for surgery," she ordered, "theater two and lets give her something for the pain," she told the nurse what; both nodded and hurried to carry out the orders.

Janet pulled off the blood gloves, disposing of them she moved to the head of the exam bed, leaning forward. "Cali, honey, I know your in pain, we'll give you something for that in a moment, I'm going to take you back into surgery just to make sure we got all the shrapnel."

"What about the Ambassadors?" Cali inquired, her eyes were wells of tears; the pain had gotten worse since the examination.

"You're going to have to let the General handle the Ambassadors," Janet told her. "You're in no condition to do it, you shouldn't have left the infirmary."

"I felt fine, just a little sore." The younger woman informed.

Janet sighed, glancing at the nurse at the end of the bed, who was removing Cali's boots, seeing her smile, she looked back. "You're definition of fine and mine are usually two different things, young lady."

The other nurse finished putting the IV in and had injected pain medication directly into the IV port. "It's in, doctor."

"Thank you," Janet acknowledged. She brushed a lock of hair back behind Cali's ear. "You should be feeling better in a few minutes, I'm going to go and call the General, I'll see you in surgery, okay?"

"Okay," Cali agreed and closed her eyes.

Janet patted her shoulder gently and straightened, giving last minute orders before heading out to her office to call Hammond, she gave him a quick report and then headed to the locker room to change into scrubs, once she had she stopped off to see Daniel, seeing Teal'c was with him.

"Dr. Fraiser," the Jaffa greeted.

Daniel did also. "Janet," he saw the concern on her face. "What's wrong?"

"Daniel," she went closer. "I'm taking Cali back into surgery, she's reopened the wound on her side." She took his hand, being careful of the IV. "She's going to be fine, I just want to make sure we got all the shrapnel out, I'll come and see you as soon as she's out of surgery and once she's settled I'll take you to see her. All right?"

He nodded worriedly. "Thanks Janet."

She smiled. "She'll be fine, Daniel. I'll see you later."

"All right."

She gave his hand a squeeze and then released it, heading out.

"I am sure Cali O'Neill will recover, Daniel Jackson." Teal'c said sincerely.

"Yeah," he agreed. "Teal'c could you ring Silvia and let her know what's happening."

"I shall. Is there anything else you require, Daniel Jackson?"

"No, thanks, Teal'c."

The Jaffa nodded and stood, leaving the room.

Daniel settled back and closed his eyes, he'd known something was wrong, he couldn't explain how, he just had. He reopened his eyes, hearing a nurse at his bedside, seeing she was injecting something into the IV port, she gave him a warm smile.

"It's just something to help you sleep, Dr. Jackson," she told him. "Dr. Fraiser's orders."

He gave a concerned smiled, feeling his eyes grow heavy; giving in he closed them. Damn Janet, she knew him too well, if he'd stayed awake, he wouldn't have worried, now he just had to contend with the dreams that usually beleaguered him when she did this.

"My Daniel," a melodious voice whispered to him. He opened his eyes and saw Sha're sitting next to his bed, he was dreaming, this wasn't real.

"You are dreaming, my Daniel," she assured him; she stroked his cheek with feather like touches. "Our Cali will be fine, do not worry."

"How can you be sure?" He asked her.

"You have to trust me, my husband," she said sincerely.

"I do," he took her hand. "I miss you… we miss you."

"I miss you too, both of you," she lent forward and brushed her lips against his. "We will be together again, I promise my husband, you and I and Cali."

"How?"

She smiled. "The body is only a vessel for the soul, my Daniel. In death I released the burden of that vessel and ascended to a higher plain. You needed closure, you and Cali, my funeral gave you both that what you needed."

"You ascended?"

"Yes."

"And Amaunet?"

"No my love, only I," she kissed him again. "When the time is right, we will be together, that I promise you." She rested her forehead against his. "I love you, my Daniel. Tell Cali, I love her too."

"I will, I promise."

Sha're smiled. "Goodbye for now, my husband."

Daniel woke with a start, glancing around, his heart pounding.

Jack was seated next to him; he sat forward. "Hey, you okay?"

He nodded. "Yeah," he settled back. "I was dreaming."

"Bad or good."

"Good, of Sha're." He answered. "How long have I been asleep?"

"A few hours," the Colonel revealed.

"And Cali?"

"She's in ICU, Doc Fraiser said they found a couple of small pieces of shrapnel, they got it all out," he fidgeted a little. "She said it wasn't Warner's fault, she nearly missed it."

Daniel managed to sit up. "Can I see her?"

Janet came in before Jack could answer. "Daniel, what are you doing?" She asked as he pushed the sheet back and swung his legs off the bed.

"I want to see, Cali," Daniel insisted, being thankful he wore scrubs instead of a medical gown.

Janet grabbed him before he could get up; while he's been asleep she'd ordered his IV removed. She doubted he even noticed at this point. "Daniel, slow down," she ordered and released him, glancing over her shoulder. "Colonel, there is a wheelchair outside, would you get it please?"

"Sure," he agreed and did so, wheeling it in. "Here you go doc."

"All right, Daniel, nice and easy, I don't want you ripping out stitches too," Janet told him and along with the Colonel, helped the archaeologist into the wheelchair. "There we go. Colonel, if you would."

"No problem," he pushed the chair and friend out of the room with Janet following, taking him into ICU, where only moments before he'd checked on his daughter. Where Daniel needed to be with his wife. Stopping him near her bedside.

Daniel sat forward a little, taking his wife's hand, being careful of the IV she was attached too. She was lying on her side, a nasal cannula in her nose, attached to a heart monitor that beeped steadily and also displayed her blood pressure. On her other hand, attached to one finger was a pulse monitor. Her face was ashen, dark shadows under her eyes.

Janet put a hand gently on his shoulder, being careful of the stitches she knew were there. "We got it all this time, Daniel."

"You're sure?" He asked in almost a whisper.

"We're sure."

Cali's eyes flickered opened; she managed to give them a faint smile while trying to focus on her husband. "Hey."

"Hey," Daniel brought her hand up and kissed it. "How are you feeling?"

"Tired," she answered, her eyes closed and then reopened. "You?"

"A little sore, still."

Her eyes closed again. "Was dreaming…. Of Sha're…." Her voice faded as she drifted off again.

"Me too," he whispered.

Janet looked to the Colonel, seeing his concern; she patted his shoulder. "Stay as long as you like, Colonel, I'll be back in a few minutes to take Daniel back to his room."

Jack nodded. Knowing there was no way in hell Daniel was going to leave his wife willingly. He grabbed a stool and sat next to his friend. Daniel had changed from the uncoordinated geek he'd met on that first Abydos mission. He'd become, out of necessity, capable soldier and a leader and along the way he'd become a husband and a father. Taking each role as a challenge and approaching it with gusto. And Jack, well he'd gotten a son-in-law and a best friend and grandchildren.

Daniel glanced at Jack, seeing the man deep in thought. "You okay?"

"Yeah," he gave him a small smile. "I was just thinking how lucky I am."

The younger man nodded, slowly stroking his wife's hand. "SG-1 has a lot of luck at times, Jack, we go in, get the job done and come back alive."

"That's what we do best, Danny."

"Yeah."

"Daddy…"

Daniel looked back on hearing the faint voice, seeing Caleb and Chris standing in the doorway with Janet, both looked a little shell-shocked. "It's all right, Caleb, your mom is all right."

The little boy rushed forward before Janet could grab him, running to his father. Jack got him first, scooping the boy up into his arms. "Easy kiddo, your dad is still a little sore," he said and sat the little boy on his father's lap. "There you go, kiddo, gently now."

"I will grandpa," he insisted and hugged his father, wrapping his arms around his neck. "I'm sorry daddy."

"It's okay," Daniel said soothingly, rubbing his son's back, wincing a little at the pressure applied to still healing ribs. "I'm fine and so is your mom."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Jack saw they were okay and went over to Chris; the teenager was pale and jumpy. "You okay?" He asked and saw him shake his head. He drew the teenager into his arms and felt Chris hold onto him, fistfuls of his shirt being gripped as the first sob shock the youth's body. Jack stocked the boy's head just as he use to do with Daniel, the two had become a lot a like, down to the shaggy hair the teenager supported, which was how Daniel had worn his hair for the first two years he was with the program. His excuse being he was too busy for a hair cut, his fringe was always falling in his eyes, giving him that little boy lost look that had driven the nurses crazy. They'd mourned when he'd finally cut his hair, during the second incident with Hathor, the Goa'uld had taken upon herself to cut his hair, god knows why. A trip to the barber had been needed to tidy it up after he'd gotten out of the infirmary.

Janet felt for the two boys, Caleb, who feared his mother was going to leave him and Chris. The teenager was becoming like Daniel, he should have been like Jack, but he wasn't. He wasn't so much an O'Neill any more. He was a Jackson, he bottled up his emotions and then when the damn bust, it did with a rush. But then again, Cali was like that too, she held it all in and then bang, it all came out.

Slipping out of the room, Janet found her daughter waiting in the hallway, her arms crossed against her chest.

Cassie looked up as her mother walked out. "Are they all right?"

"They're going to be fine, Cass," Janet assured her daughter and gave her a hug and a smile. "This is Cali and Daniel, they have a habit of beating the odds."

"We've lost them before, mom," Cassie pointed out. "What if we do again?"

Her mother sighed. "Then we'll wait for them to return."

The teenager nodded. "I guess we do," she agreed.

A month later:

Daniel walked down the hallway coffee in hand, heading back to his office; he hadn't meant to yawn while Sam was talking to him a couple of days. He couldn't help it; the dreams were so real; it was like he had been back in Chicago.

Of course he was at home in his own bed, not Chicago. Alone. His wife was at the Beta site helping prep it for the training program she and her dad and the rest of them had helped develop. Right about now though, he wished she were home and he wished for a good nights sleep.

Yawing again, he walked into his office and stopped suddenly, Andrea Gibson was seated on a stool, arms crossed against her chest. He knew that look. "What did I do now?"

She sighed. "Sam called me, why didn't you come to me when you started having these dreams?"

"Because they're just dreams, Andrea," he retorted and walked over to his desk, putting his coffee mug down he took a seat. "It's nothing."

She didn't believe him. "So falling asleep in the commissary is nothing?"

"Yes."

"Daniel." She frowned at him, handing him the journal she had in her hand.

"What is this?" He asked taking it.

"It's a dream journal, I want you to write down everything that happened in your dreams," she ordered. "Everything, Daniel."

This time Daniel frowned. "Are you this pushy with Jonas?"

"Only in the bedroom," she grinned teasing.

Daniel groaned, giving in. "All right."

"Good," she stood. "If you can remember the first dream, included it too."

"Sure," he agreed putting the journal down.

She heard the frustration in his voice. "When does Cali get back?"

"In a couple of days, Jack left this morning to see how things are progressing."

"And the boys, how are they handling things?" She inquired.

"I think your talks with Caleb are helping. Thank you for that by the way."

"And Chris?"

"Well Chris has Cassie, she seems to be handling him," Daniel remarked. "Maybe you should suggest she study psychology, she has a way of getting Chris to talk."

Andrea smiled. "Perhaps I will," she went to leave, but turned back. "Daniel, has Cali spoken to you about her mother."

He nodded slowly. "A little, why?"

"Did she tell you her mother never carried a symbiote?"

Daniel nodded again. "Apophis made it so she wouldn't have to when she reached the age of prata."

"Which would mean her mother wouldn't have protein marker in her blood," Andrea theorized. "Just as Teal'c didn't until the protein marker was introduced to kill Ma'chello's Goa'uld invention. So how does Cali have a protein marker in her blood?"

He hadn't thought about that, frowning. "Perhaps when Apophis made it so Cola didn't have to carry a symbiote, he added a protein marker to her system, which she passed onto to Cali."

"Then why wasn't it discovered when she first arrived on Earth?" Andrea pushed.

Daniel saw her point, but there was another equation in all of this. "The Ancient scientist who manipulated her evolutionary development," he blurted out. "He made it so the protein marker wouldn't be discovered until it was necessary."

"But why?"

"I don't know." He admitted.

"It's a mystery, Dr. Jackson," she mused and started for the door, stopping as she reached it, she looked back, smiling. "It's a good thing I like mysteries," she mused. "Remember, write down your dreams," she ordered and walked out the door. "And get some sleep."

Daniel chuckled and went to work, making a mental note to write down his dreams in the journal.

Sleep came that night, but so did the dream, this time he'd told Sarah he was close, telling her about a city of great power, that the table was a map, telling them how to find a city where an ancient race of humans once lived. In the morning when he woke and groaned in frustration, he'd gone to bed as tired as he'd woken up.

Over breakfast he jotted down the dream, recalling ever detail. Chris had made a joke of it, saying he better be careful dreaming of his old girlfriend while his wife was away. Daniel rolled his eyes at him and left the two of them in Silvia's capable hands, heading off to work. Managing to get through the day without falling asleep during a meeting of the archaeological and culture research department heads, which he'd scheduled even though Cali was off world, he'd fill her in when she returned.

Before heading home he joined Teal'c in the gym to lift some weights, something he and Cali had been doing quiet a lot, as well as joining the Jaffa in mediation.

While Teal'c was bench-pressing, Daniel discussed the dream with him while doing arm curls with the hand weights.

"See, I know what the tablet is supposed to say, I just can't see to finish translating it," he revealed.

Teal'c set the barbell in its stand and sat up, facing the archaeologist. "Perhaps the location of the Lost City was not the answer you were searching for in your mind after all," he theorized. "Since I now require sleep, I have developed an interest in the concept of dreams. There is much research to study on the matter."

Daniel set the hand weight down. "Okay, Sigmund," he said and clapped his hands once. "What are my dreams about?"

Teal'c smiled a little at the reference. "Since your friend Sarah was taken as a host by Osiris, you have been unable to save her. Perhaps that is the focus of your subconscious desires."

Thinking about it, it made sense. "You think something I knew when I was ascended could help?"

"Most often dreams are merely the mind's way of dealing with desires that cannot be fulfilled," the Jaffa stated.

"Oh, so basically, I'm destined to never get a good night's sleep again," Daniel, remarked a little sarcastically.

"Knowing your past experiences, Daniel Jackson, I do not know how you have slept well before now."

"Thank you Teal'c," Daniel grabbed his glasses, putting them on. "This conversation has been disturbing on so many levels." He declared, picking up his hand towel, he walked out of the room.

Teal'c smiled and went back to bench-pressing.

Daniel arrived the next morning, yawning once more, having another night of the dream saga.

Andrea caught up with him on his way to his office. "Morning Dr. Jackson," she greeted stepping into the elevator, smiling.

"Morning Dr. Gibson," he said with a yawn and handed her the dream journal. "Enjoy."

She handed him her coffee. "Thank you and you need this more than I do."

He accepted it. "Thank you," he took a sip and felt a little better, leaning against the wall of the elevator.

"So, Cali due back this afternoon?" She asked.

"Yeah." The elevator stopped at level 18, the doors opened. He gave the psychologist a smile and walked out. "Thanks again for the coffee."

"You're welcome," she mused at his not quite awake state.

He went directly to his office, finishing his coffee. He was half way through a translation and the day when Teal'c and Sam both arrived, with the Colonel off world with Cali, this had become a bit of a habit, the three of them getting together. Especially when the topic of his dreams was what they talked about.

"The only thing I don't have is a Gate address," Daniel told them, giving them the latest installment. He was leaning on his elbow, his head resting on his chin. "There are still a few passages I haven't been able to translate," he sat up, frustrated by it.

"Do you think you can?" Sam asked, she was leaning on both elbows, her chin resting on her hands.

"I don't know," he answered her. "It's like… I'm… I'm not in control. Like I'm just along for the ride… watching the whole thing unfold. The strange thing is, none of it is right."

"Please elaborate, Daniel Jackson." Teal'c asked him.

Daniel paused, hesitating. "I was an idiot, Sarah was in love with me and I guess I had feeling for her, too," when he thought back about it, he expected he did, "but my obsession with my research destroyed our relationship. She finally broke it off with me when I worked through our anniversary." He paused and shook his head. "The Sarah I'm dreaming about now is like, totally different, it's like she cares about my work as much as I do. Like… like she wants me to find the Lost City as much as I do."

Sam had sat up, her arms crossed against her chest. "Sounds like a normal male fantasy to me."

He gave her a withering look. "If I was dreaming about Cali, I would think that too, but I'm not."

"Oh I'm going to tell her you said that," his friend threatened, grinning.

Teal'c broke into their bantering. "Did you not say that Sarah introduced the tablet to you during one of the dreams?"

Daniel nodded slowly. "Yeah…"

"And that you feel that you have no control of the dreams?"

"Yeah…" Daniel was curious as to what Teal'c was getting at.

So was Sam. "Teal'c?"

"The Goa'uld possess the technology to explore one's memory." He revealed.

She looked from the Jaffa to Daniel, who seemed a little disconcerted. "Daniel?"

"She's manipulating my dreams, for what? Something I may or may not have knowledge off," he stated. "Why me? I mean, why didn't she choose Cali, she remembers being ascended. I don't."

"Perhaps she has tried to manipulate Cali O'Neill's dreams and failed," Teal'c suggested.

"So I'm second best?" Daniel asked him a little insulted.

"Cali O'Neill does have a complicated mind," the Jaffa declared.

"True."

"We should ask Cali if she's had any unusual dreams." Sam suggested.

"She did," he recalled, "She woke up one morning with a headache feeling tired, she said her mind was racing, the next morning she was fine though," he paused as the klaxon's went off and his sensors when into over time, he seemed to zone out for a moment.

"Daniel?" Sam put a hand on his arm.

He snapped out of it. "Cali's back."

Sam found that still amazed her. "That is…." Her voice faded.

"Yeah I know," he agreed with her, getting up. "Still, makes life interesting."

They followed him out, still discussing what was going on with Osiris as they took the elevator to level 28, finding the Colonel, Cali and SG-3 in the Gate room, the Stargate had closed down.

"Hey kids?" Jack greeted. "Been having fun?"

Daniel saw they were all wet and muddy. "Not as much as you guys?"

Cali smiled at that. "Well," she moved closer too him, wrapping her arms around him, pressing her wet muddy uniformed body against his. "We aim to please."

He pulled back, damp and muddy. "Thanks sooo much."

She giggled as the others chuckled. "You're sooo welcome."

"Go shower and then report to the infirmary," Hammond ordered, finding it amusing. "As soon as you've been cleared we'll debrief."

"Yes sir," all acknowledged, leaving. Sam and Teal'c going with the General.

Daniel walked with his wife; the first stop was the armory, then the locker room, he needed to change his uniform too, thanks to his playful wife.

"You look tired," Cali noted. "Been missing me?"

He smiled. He had. "Always."

"Tell the truth Danny-boy," Jack chastised and saw Daniel frown.

Cali arched an eyebrow. "Still having the dreams?" She saw him look questioningly at her. "Dad told me."

Daniel frowned. "Thank you, Jack."

"No problem, Daniel. Glad to help," the Colonel retorted goodheartedly.

After all weapons were signed back into the armory, they headed for the locker rooms on level 25 and showered and changed. Even Daniel, who grumbled about being muddy and wet, especially since he hadn't gone off world.

Cali gave him a quick kiss after he came out of the locker room, teasing him about guessing she was going to be wearing blue BDU's, both of them laughing when her dad joined them, also in blue BDU's. He frowned at them, SG-3 just found it amusing. Daniel headed off to find Sam and Teal'c, while they went to go to the infirmary.

And hour and a half later, the debriefing was finished, SG-3 was gone form the briefing room and only SG-1 sat there with the General. Daniel, Teal'c and Sam filled him in on what was happening.

The General found it a little startling. "You're suggesting that Osiris is here on Earth manipulating Dr. Jackson's dreams?"

"We think it's possible, sir," Sam noted.

Jack couldn't help but smirk. "Kinky!" He glanced at his friend. "Daniel, you dog."

Daniel ignored him, seeing his wife frowning. "She's looking for the location of the Lost City in my subconscious," he filled the General in. "I'm sure of that now. She's using the implanted image of the ancient tablet to help me figure it out."

"Osiris can access Sarah's memories and use them to more easily gain Daniel Jackson's trust." Teal'c added.

"Well, how is she doing it?" Hammond asked them.

"A modified memory device." Cali guessed.

Sam nodding, agreeing with her, it had been a good guess. "We're speculating that she's sneaking into Daniel's house at night and using the modified memory device on him."

"Anubis once probed Thor's mind and in doing so they would have gained access to certain Asgard beaming technology." Teal'c announced.

"That could certainly allow her to come and go undetected." Daniel agreed.

"Why go to all that trouble?" Hammond asked them. "Why not just snatch up Doctor Jackson and use a mind probe on him, the way they did with Thor?"

"Well sir, we speculated she may have been trying it with Cali," Sam informed. "Finding her mind was too well guarded. So she tired Daniel, having to do it this way because the mind probe possible won't work on the subconscious." Sam hypothesized.

"It also might have something to do with how Oma erased my memories of when I was ascended." Daniel added. "Any fragments or even if they do exist they'd be in my subconscious."

"So… what do we do?" Jack asked them.

"The Goa'uld are scavengers of alien technology," Teal'c reminded. "They would most likely interface any Asgard system with their own command device."

"We're hoping the jamming device we've been working on, could prevent Osiris from using the beaming technology to escape Daniel and Cali's room."

"You want to set up a trap," the General guessed.

"Yes, but we don't want to spring it until she's helped me remember the location of the Lost City," Daniel put forth.

Jack looked form the General to his friend, alarmed. "What?"

Cali was just as stunned. "You're kidding."

He frowned at them both. "Look, no one wants to save Sarah more then I do," he said with conviction. "But I mean, I could know. It could be there, somewhere in my subconscious. We have to let her think she's still operating without our knowledge. At least until I have the chance to finish this."

Jack gave Daniel a fixed look. "And how are we suppose to know when you know if it's all happening in your head while you're sleeping?"

There was a pregnant pause while Daniel, Teal'c and Sam considered the question, both Jack and Cali looked at them disapprovingly.

"I don't know," Daniel finally said a little awkward.

"You'd better find out," the General ordered. "We can't risk letting Osiris escape with that kind of information." He declared and saw the archaeologist look at the table bewildered. He looked to Cali. "Doctor, ring Silvia, have her bring the boys and herself here until this is over."

"Yes sir."

"All right lets get this trap set," the General ordered pushing back his chair.

"General," Jack spoke up. "What if she doesn't turn up now Cali's back?"

Hammond looked for an answer. "People?"

"Cali was home when the dreams started," Daniel announced. "Whatever Osiris does to keep me asleep, she obviously does it to Cali too."

"A sleep suggestion through the hand device," Cali offered, thinking out loud.

"Is that possible?" Sam asked her.

"I think so, I mean, we know the hand device works using thought-control amplified with emotion," she stated. "So I can't see why it wouldn't work."

"Can we counteract it?" The General asked.

"I'm not sure."

"See what you can find out," he stood. "Dismissed." He ordered and went back to his office.

Cali sat back in her chair, closing her eyes she rubbed her temples, a dull ache was starting. Daniel saw her doing it, becoming concerned. "Cal?"

She opened her eyes. "Osiris has been in our house, Daniel, pocking around in your mind while Chris and Caleb…" she shook her head. "What if she'd taken one of them, Daniel?"

"She didn't," he reassured, and took her hand. "No system lord or minor one would risk taking one of our kids."

"They would be hunted down and killed." Teal'c said bluntly. "By more then just the Tau'ri."

Jack saw her rub her temples again. "Headache?"

"Yeah,"

"Go take something for it and lay down, I'll ring Silvia and tell her what's happening."

"I'll be fine, dad," she dismissed.

"And as your CO, I'm telling you to do it," he ordered.

She sighed and stood, snapping to attention. "Sir, yes sir."

"Smart ass," he grumbled. "Daniel, get your wife out of here before I take a Zat to her."

He chuckled, standing. "Come along dear," he said lightly and guided her out.

Sam held back from laughing, seeing the Colonel frowning at her. "I've got to um…" she stood and hurried out.

"I will go and wait for Silvia Clark and the boys." Teal'c announced and left too.

"Which means I better go and ring them," Jack said to himself and went to do just that.

Getting things set up took time, Daniel and Cali spent the night on base with Silvia and the boys, which wasn't that suspicious, Osiris' host knew Daniel worked long hours, so they were sure nothing would be seen a miss.

Sam arranged the surveillance van in the morning, making sure everything that would be needed would be in there. She also decided to ring Pete, getting his answering machine, she hang up.

Jack entered her lab, seeing the equipment on the counter. "So what we got?"

She joined him at the counter. "Um, Daniel is at his house with the team, setting up video surveillance and Cali is briefing SG-6, after which she'll contact the Tok'ra so they can be on standby."

Jack examined the tranquilizer gun and darts, cheerfully announcing. "Teal'c's picking out his doughnuts," he said smiling. "He loves a good stakeout."

Sam chuckled, smiling she nodded. "The jamming device has been installed in the surveillance van. It should prevent Osiris from beaming herself out."

"We're taking her down with these?" Jack asked her pulling out one of the darts.

"She likely has a personal shield, but we know that a tranquilizer dart'll get through. At that point we hope that the Tok'ra can safely remove the symbiote and save Sarah."

He put the dart back. "What about this whole Lost City deal?"

"We watch and see," she told him. "Once in the bedroom, Osiris wouldn't be able to leave. It's just a question of us getting to her before she realized that she's been made."

"Back up?"

"Local authorities have been 'notified'," she made exclamation marks with her fingers, "but we don't wanna do anything to alert Osiris." She closed the equipment case.

Jack could see something was bothering his 2IC. "How's Pete?"

"You know how it is," she said with uncertainty. "Usually you don't let it bother you because you know that they couldn't cope with the truth anyway."

He nodded. "Usually."

Sam shrugged. "I think he could have," she said sadly.

Jack didn't know what to say to make her feel better, so he dropped the subject. "Any chance of getting Cali to be on the stakeout with us and not in the house?"

"Slim, I was thinking about it though, Osiris might be able to sense her because of the naquada in her blood," Sam announced. "I mean it's obvious Osiris knows who is in the house and what's going on to a certain extent, she beams in after Daniel is asleep."

"I'll talk to Cali about it," he told her, becoming uncomfortable. "Well… um, I'll go and see if she's finished briefing the jarheads."

"Yes sir."

He hurried out, going directly to level 27 and to the briefing room, seeing it was all over, he found Sergeant Harriman, who seemed to know where everyone was. "Sergeant have you seen, Dr. O'Neill?"

"Yes sir, she was here a few minutes ago, I believe she spoke to the General about getting the ribbon device from the base safe and going to the infirmary to talk to Dr. Fraiser." He informed.

"Thank you," Jack said and left the control room, taking the elevator to level 21, going straight to the infirmary.

He saw his daughter talking with Janet Fraiser; she wore the ribbon device on her right hand, which sent shivers up his spin. "Hey kiddo."

Cali turned. "Hi dad."

"So what ya doing?"

"Cali was telling me about using the ribbon device to deliver a sleep suggestion," Janet informed.

"Yeah well, do you have to wear it?" Jack asked his daughter, the thing gave him the creeps.

"Don't worry dad, I know what I'm doing," she said calmly.

"Yeah, well, we don't know enough about that thing."

Rolling her eyes, she lifted her hand and before either could say any more, she activated it, a yellow beam stuck her dad on the forehead and drove him to his knees, she kept the intensity at a minimum and set the sleep suggestion though the beam, he fell to the floor, fast asleep as she deactivated the device.

Janet knelt next to the Colonel and checked his pulse, frowning up at the younger woman. "He's asleep."

The General walked in at that point. "What the hell is going on?"

"Proving a point sir," Cali said, chewing on her bottom lip as she looked from him to Janet. "He's going to be pissed when he wakes up, isn't he?"

Janet glared at her. "Ya think?" She said, using one of the Colonel's sarcastic comments, before shaking her head in dismay. "Can you wake him up?"

Cali hankered down and activated the device again, sending the suggestion to wake through the beam; she then deactivated it and bolted out of the room, excusing herself.

Jack groaned and opened his eyes, looking up into Janet Fraiser's brown eyes. "Where is the little shit?"

"I have no idea sir, but it worked," she mused and helped him up.

Hammond hid the smile that threatened to form. "Are you all right, Colonel?"

"Yes sir." He rubbed his temples. "She just had to prove her point didn't she?"

"I believe so, Jack," the General declared. "I'd like a word."

"Yes sir."

Cali mean while hid out in Sam's lab, telling her what she'd done.

Sam laughed, she couldn't help herself, and she'd missed it. "I wish I'd seen his face when he woke up."

"I didn't stick around," Cali admitted. She put the ribbon device on the work counter and sat up next to it. "Sam, you've used one before, when you had it on, did you feel…. I don't know, like it was…"

"Awe-inspiring?" Sam suggested and saw the younger woman nod. "A little, it was also frightening, that I had so much power at my finger tips, you know the power of life and death."

"Yeah." She rubbed her hands over her green trouser covered legs. "Do you remember when Shifu was here and he put Daniel in that dream state?"

Sam nodded and sat up on the counter with her. "Daniel never told us what he saw," she stated and saw the look on the young woman's face. "He told you?"

Cali nodded, looking down at her boots. "I remembered everything he told me and wrote it down," she looked up. "It's was frightening, Sam. He saw a future where he had so much power, he was just like them, like the Goa'uld."

"And you?"

"And I stood by his side, faithful to him, I turned my back on everyone."

"Cal," she slipped her arm around her. "It was just a dream." She began to see it was more than that. "What else, Cali?"

"I lied to Daniel," she looked up. "The dream I had, before his started. They weren't fragments, it was more, much more," she hugged her arms across her chest. "I dreamt I had that ribbon device on and I walked into the briefing room and I kill you, dad, Teal'c and General Hammond. I had Daniel had my feet, submissive. Osiris beamed in and she was pleased. I smiled at her and my eyes glowed."

Sam felt a shiver run up her spin. "Honey, you're not Goa'uld," she reassured. "It was just a dream. Osiris planted it into your subconscious. She probably couldn't get the information she wanted, so she did that to torment you."

"Well it worked."

"No it didn't, Cali," Sam reassured her. "You're stronger than Osiris, she doesn't control you; she could never control you. You're too powerful for her and that frightens her." She rubbed Cali's arm. "Don't forget that. You're better than she is, way better."

Cali knew she was right. "Thanks Sam."

"You're welcome kiddo," she gave her, a gently hug. "That's what friends are for."

She smiled a little. "So tell me about Pete?"

"How did…"

"Dad," Cali filled in.

"Of course," she groaned and filled her in, feeling a little better being able to talk to someone about it.

"Sam," Cali hopped off the counter, turning. "If Pete has feelings for you, then he'll get over it and make it work. He likes you for what he knows about you, not for what he doesn't know."

She nodded. "You're right."

"Possibly," Cali mused and grabbed the ribbon device. "I'd better get this back and face the music with dad."

"Be straight with him, Cali, it's the best thing." Sam advised.

She smiled and left the lab. After putting the ribbon device back in the base safe, she went to find her dad. Being told he was in the briefing room. She walked in, he was standing near the window, and she slowly walked over and stood next to him. "Are you angry?"

"Yes and no," he admitted. "You could of found another lab rat other than me."

"Sorry."

"You proved your point though."

Cali nodded. "Yeah I did," she hugged her arms across her chest. "I won't do it again."

Jack drew his daughter in his arms. "I know sweetheart," he held her close, relishing in the contact. "Everything is going to be all right."

She nodded again. "You won't me to be with you tonight, instead of with Daniel," she second-guessed him.

"I want you to be safe, honey."

"All right," she yielded and pulled back. "I'm going to send some time with my sons."

"Okay, sweetheart, see you later." Jack agreed, thinking she'd given up a little too easily.

She gave him a small smile and walked out of the room.

That night, Jack, Cali, Sam and Teal'c sat in a surveillance van across the road from the Jackson house. All wore black clothing, earpieces and microphones. Monitors showed different parts of the house, including the main bedroom.

Jack picked up the two-way radio, adjusting his microphone. "Hey Daniel," he paused, watching the monitor that showed his friend supposedly sleeping. "Daniel! You sleeping yet?"

"Yes Jack, I'm fast asleep," they heard Daniel mutter.

Jack glanced self-consciously at the rest of his team and then back to the monitor, ignoring the smiles coming from them.

Unbeknown to them, Pete Shanahan was spying on them using binoculars from his car. After his conversation with his friend in the FBI, he knew there was more to Sam Carter then he was being told, a lot more.

As the night drew on, those in the surveillance van found ways to amuse themselves, while still monitoring the house. Teal'c picked up the box of doughnuts he'd brought with him, seeing Cali was chewing on a power bar covered in chocolate, he didn't offer one, but offered the doughnuts to Sam and Jack. Sam shook her head.

"What do you got there?" Jack asked and took a look, but changed his mind. "No, I'll pass."

Cali saw Teal'c's disappointment as he brought the box back, smiling. The Jaffa had seen too many cop movies. It was time to broaden his viewing, perhaps the Terminator movies. She turned her attention to the monitor that showed her now sleeping husband as she finished off her power bar. She could of told them the exact moment he'd fallen asleep, she didn't understand how she knew, she just did.

They saw the room become aglow as Osiris beamed in.

"Here we go," Jack announced, seeing Osiris sit on the bed next to Daniel.

"Activating frequency jamming," Sam informed as she flicked a few switchers, seeing the computer monitor register everything was working.

"There," Cali pointed out, as on the monitor Osiris used the hand device to send a sleep message and then attach the memory device.

"Let's do it." Jack declared and stood, bolting out of the van with Teal'c and Cali on his heals, rifle in his hands.

Sam changed seats, watching what was happening on the monitor within the main bedroom of the Jackson house.

Outside, Pete watched as two men and a woman exited the van and ran across the street to the house, noting one definitely carried a rifle of some kind, the woman had a hand weapon and a pack on her back.

Inside the van, Sam watched as Jack, Teal'c and Cali entered the house and moved stealthily through it to take up positions. She looked back at the monitor that showed Daniel and hoped this was going to work.

In his car, Pete kept his surveillance going as night slowly turned into day. Wondering what the hell was going on, they'd gone into the house hours ago. He'd found out it belonged to a Daniel and Cali Jackson, two doctors of archaeology.

Back in the surveillance van, Sam kept an eye on the monitors, she saw Jack move his mic into position.

"Carter?" He whispered.

"She's still there, sir."

"How long do we wait?"

"I don't know," she admitted. "Daniel must be getting close." She noted, seeing on the monitor Daniel was heavily in REM sleep, while Osiris sat by the side of the bed watching. Suddenly she saw Daniel startle himself awake and saw Osiris standing over him, she wasn't happy.

"How unfortunate for you," she snarled and raised her hand, using the ribbon device on him.

"Move in! Move in!" Sam yelled over the radio, and saw the Colonel move from his position. Going into the bedroom, but before he can take a shot, and before Sam could warn him, Osiris swung round and using the hand device, flung him against the corridor wall. He cried out and slumped to the floor in the hallway. Osiris tried to use her hand device to beam out, finding it didn't work; she tried again, and then stormed out of the room. Only to be confronted by Teal'c, she fired the Ashark hand weapon at him, missing the Jaffa but hitting a vase in stead, before heading for the exit.

Grabbing her Zat, Sam rushed from the surveillance van; Pete came up behind her.

"Sam."

"Pete," she was shocked to see him. "What are you?" She paused as a shot form Osiris' weapon hit in front of the van, making both dive for cover. "Get down."

They took aim, Pete with his pistol and Sam using her Zat, their weapons are useless against her personal shield.

"Holy…" Pete exclaimed stunned by what he's seeing, ducking as another shot comes his way.

Inside the house, Teal'c and Cali hurry to check on Jack, the Colonel waved them off and they went into the main bedroom, seeing Daniel sitting on the end of the bed trying to remove the memory device.

Cali rushed to his side. "Let me," she insisted and smacked his hand away, pulling the device from his temple.

"Aha!"

"Sorry." She apologized.

"Will you be all right, Daniel Jackson?" Teal'c inquired.

"Yeah. Go, go, go," he insisted.

"I'll look after him, Teal'c." Cali declared, seeing the Jaffa nod and hurry away.

Daniel winced in pain. "Check on your dad."

She nodded and hurried to do so.

Outside, Pete fired his pistol at Osiris; the personal shield glowed with each hit, but had no effect. He ducked as another shot from Osiris' weapon hits the van.

"It's no use, Pete!" Sam shouted to him.

"Yeah, why is that?" He yelled back and then saw Osiris' attention move and then her eyes glowed. "Now, that's not normal."

Sam realized what Osiris was going to do, moving quickly. "Look out!" She warned and along with Pete ran from the van as the shot was fired, this one hitting the van's petrol tank, it exploded, the blast sending both Sam and Pete flying to the ground. Pete shielded Sam a best he could from the blast.

Osiris smiled triumphantly, until hearing the sound of a dart being fired and feeling it. "Uhh!" She turned around and saw Jack O'Neill, lowing his weapon, having hit his target. She pulled the dart from her side, staring at it, then Jack and the Jaffa at his side. They both raised their weapons, but her knees began to buckle and she collapsed unconscious.

Jack rushed over and checked, seeing she was out to it. "Clear!"

Across the road, Sam turned over as Pete rolled off her, looking at him. "Are you okay?"

"I'm okay. Are you okay?"

"Yeah." She answered.

"That's good," he said and then slow sank to the ground, he wasn't okay.

Sam realized it too, sitting up she pushed back his jacket, seeing the blood. "Oh, God," she put her hand over the wound. "Pete, you've been hit."

"Have I?" He asked her blankly.

Jack looked over to them. "Carter!"

"It's Pete, he needs an ambulance," she answered. "Get Cali, please sir?" She saw him nod and rush back into the house. Looking back to Pete. "Just hang in there, okay?"

"Sam? What just happened?" He asked her confused, breathing heavily.

"I promise, if you make it through this, I will explain everything." She pledged.

"Deal."

Cali ran across the road to them, pulling on gloves as she went, she skidded to a halt and pulled off her backpack. Kneeling beside Pete, she opened the pack, pulling out a field dressing, ripping the packaging open; she put the dressing over the wound. "Are you going to introduce us, Sam," she said lightly as she worked.

"Um," Sam was a little dazed. "Pete Shanahan, Cali O'Neill-Jackson."

He looked up at Cali, giving her a weak smile. "Nice to meet you."

"You too, Pete," she said and proceeded to get the IV in, handing the bag to Sam to hold. She then took a syringe and filed it. "I'm going to give you something for the pain, Pete, okay?" She injected the painkiller directly into the IV port, as he nodded. "You're going to feel better in a minute."

"You're a doctor?"

"Yes," she grinned. "I'm an archaeologist, but you already knew that," she mused. "I am a trained medic though."

"Okay, I'm going to pass out now," he told her and did just that.

Cali chuckled softly and continued on with doctoring the wound as best she could until he was taken to the SGC and into surgery.

Jack came over to them. "Ambulance is on the way," he informed. "Hammond is calling the Tok'ra, as we speak." He looked back seeing Daniel, now dressed was with Sarah/Osiris. "Daniel has a headache, but other then that he's fine. How's Pete?"

"He'll survive," his daughter assured, giving Sam a reassuring smile.

"Thank you," Sam whispered.

"We're even," Cali told her.

Daniel slipped into the ISO room and over to Sarah, the Tok'ra had successfully removed Osiris from her, now the hard work began. He sat on the bed, seeing her wake with a start. "It's all right," he reassured calmly. "You're safe." He reached out and touched her gently to comfort her.

Sarah looked at him confused. "Daniel?"

"I'm here," he assured, as she sat up. "It's all over," he promised her and drew her into his arms. "You're free now."

She gripped his green BDU shirt, sobbing. "I'm so sorry."

"Shhh… It's not your fault," he whispered.

"I couldn't stop it," she said shocked.

"We're going to get you through this," Daniel said, and rubbed her back. "You're not alone."

In the observation room over looking the ISO room; Dr. Andrea Gibson made some notes on a chart and then walked out, going down to the room, she went in walking slowly as not to startle Sarah, the woman was haunted enough.

Daniel saw her and pulled back from Sarah. "There is someone I want you to meet," he told her. "This is Dr. Andrea Gibson, she's going to help you. We're going to help you."

Andrea went closer; she perched on the bed too. "You're not alone, Sarah and what happened to you was not your fault. We will get you through this."

Sarah nodded slowly.

In another part of the infirmary, Sam walked into the private room where Pete had been settled, holding the wrapped gift she had for him. "Hey, they treating you okay?"

"Yeah. Who would have thought there's a hospital under Cheyenne Mountain?"

She smiled, perching on the bed with him. "One of the best anywhere."

"This place is unbelievable," he said excitedly.

"You've no idea," Sam exclaimed. She handed him the gift.

He ripped it open, seeing a picture of the dancing. "Thanks." He said and was rewarded with a kiss. "I believe I lived up to my end of the bargain."

She had been expecting this. "What I'm about to tell you is classified under section 11-C-9 of the National Security Act."

"Chicks with laser beam rings and glowing eyes are classified under 11-C-9."

She gently admonished his teasing. "Let me talk, will you?"

"Okay," he agreed, placating.

Seeing he was listening, she continued. "You're currently in a top secret military facility known as Stargate Command. In 1928, in Giza, Egypt, archaeologist uncovered an ancient device capable of instantaneous transportation to other planets by the mains of a sub-space wormhole."

Pete smiled, only half believing her. "I knew it! This is way better than a box of wine with a duck on the front," he laughed.

"I'm not kidding." Sam stated seriously.

He realized she wasn't. "Sorry… Other planets, wormholes," he smiled. "Continue." She did and when she was finished he was stunned and amazed. "Wow!"

"Oh yeah," Sam exclaimed. Hearing the knock, she looked back, seeing Cali standing in the doorway. She gestured her in.

Pete looked from Sam to the young woman who came in. "I remember you, Dr. O'Neill-Jackson. You saved my life."

Cali blushed. "You're welcome," she said smiling. "I just wanted to see how you were feeling?"

"I'm good, overwhelmed but good," he admitted.

"Well, I know that feeling, the first time I stepped foot on Earth, I was scared silly."

That confused him. "Whoa, wait, stepped foot."

Sam smiled. "Cali is form a planet called Abydos," she explained.

"So I've just met my first alien?" He jeered.

Cali chuckled a little. "I suppose you have," she decided to leave them have some time alone. "I'm glad you're doing okay, Pete."

"Yeah, thanks."

She nodded and hurried out, hearing Sam chastise him for calling her an alien, chuckling over it. She went to the ISO observation room where Sarah Gardener had been settled. Walking over to her husband, who was watching Andrea with Sarah, she slipped her arm around him, the glass was one way, they could see out, but no one could see in.

"How's it going?" She asked.

"It's going to take time," he informed, worriedly.

"She's alive, Daniel," Cali said gently. "And over time she'll come to accept what's happened to her and move on."

"I hope so."

Cali rested her head against his shoulder and rubbed his back. She hoped so too.

A few months later:

General Hammond stood by the window looking out at the Stargate silent pondering if this day could get any worse. Anubis' drones had hit the Alpha site; evacuation to the Beta site had saved many, but not all. Causalities had been high, the injured had been brought back, Jacob Carter included. The Tok'ra agent had been helping his daughter do research at the Alpha Site on a prototype weapon to be used against the Super Soldiers. Colonel O'Neill and Teal'c and all available SG units were still searching for Major Carter, SG-3 was guarding the Gate incase of another attack. There had been SG personnel, Tok'ra and Jaffa at the Alpha Site. The uneasy allegiance that had been formed was slowly coming apart at the seams.

Cali O'Neill walked up the stairs to the briefing room, reaching the top she saw the General. "Sir, are you all right?"

He turned and gave the young woman a weary smile. "Yes, Doctor."

She went further into the room. "Daniel is talking to Jacob about what happen. The Jaffa leader M'Zel is on his way here."

Hammond nodded and gestured for her to join him at the table, they sat down. "Cali," he saw her arch an eyebrow, he didn't address her nearly enough by her first name. Continuing without missing a beat. "I know you don't like being referred to as 'The Chosen', but I think your status with the Jaffa maybe an advantage we need to explore."

She saw the sense in that. "I understand sir."

"Thank you."

An airman arrived to record the interview that was to take place moments before M'Zel was escorted into the room; Jaffa stopped sharply seeing who was with the General. He hadn't had the pleasure until then of meeting Master Bra'tac's granddaughter. He bowed his head respectfully. "General, I had no idea 'the Chosen' would be here."

She winced inward. "M'Zel, I'm a member of SG-1 and General Hammond values my opinion."

He turned his attention to the General. "I do not understand why I am being questioned."

"We need to determined exactly what happened," the General informed.

"If you wish to know who betrayed the secret of your base, I suggest you ask the Tok'ra."

"Why do you say that?" Cali inquired.

"They are without honor, Milady."

She was curious as to why he would address her with such title, but stuck to the matter at hand. "They're your allies."

"Then why will they not help us?" He questioned.

Hammond was just as confused, by both topics. "What are you talking about?"

"Even as we speak, Anubis is moving against the System Lord Olokum. His drones are slaughtering the Jaffa that stand against them," M'Zel reported. "They are dying for a hopeless cause."

"What does that have to do with the Tok'ra?"

Cali wanted to know that too, being just as perplexed.

"We believe that they have a spy in Olokum's higher ranks, M'Zel answered. "One who could get close enough to assassinate him."

"The Tok'ra keep as apprised of their ongoing operations," Cali declared. "We have no knowledge of any spy in Olokum's ranks."

"Than, Milady, they are lying to you as well," the Jaffa stated bluntly. "With their Master dead, the siege would be over and Olokum's Jaffa would be free to join our movement."

"Our Gate longs show that a group of Jaffa left the Alpha site less than 24 hours before it was attacked," the General announced. "You sent your own people didn't you?"

"Yes."

"Have they reported back?"

"They have not."

"If they were captured by Anubis…."

M'Zel interrupted. "No Jaffa would succumb to torture."

"Anubis doesn't have to resort to torture," Cali said calmly. "He has technology at his disposal that will allow him to simply read a prisoner's mind."

"When Heru'ur was killed, I was forced to pledge allegiance to the system lord Apophis. The slayer of my master became my master. So it has been for all Jaffa for many thousands of years." M'Zel revealed. "But now we can choose to fight our oppressors, we can choose to be free." He paused. "I ask only that the Jaffa who serve Olukum be given that same choice. If you allow me to go to the Beta site to speak to the other survivors, I may be able to discover what happened to the Jaffa we sent."

"Sir," Cali sat forward. "I'd like to accompany M'Zel."

Hammond nodded. "Very well, be careful doctor."

"Yes sir," she stood. "I'll be ready to leave in twenty minutes."

He nodded and stood himself. "One thing before you leave, M'Zel," the General began. "Why do you address Dr. O'Neill as Milady?"

M'Zel was surprised. "She is the daughter of the Lady Cola, her title befalls her daughter. As the Chosen she as the right."

Hammond saw Cali wince once more. "Thank you, M'Zel."

The Jaffa bowed his head in respect.

Cali walked over to him. "M'Zel, I appreciate the fact you deem me worthy of my mother's title," she said carefully. "However, I would prefer to be addressed as Dr. O'Neill or Cali, please."

The Jaffa wasn't surprised; she was her mother's daughter. "If that is what you wish, M'… Dr. O'Neill."

"I wish it," she said with a smile. "I'll meet you in the Gate room."

He nodded, bowing his head once more before leaving with the assigned SF.

Cali sighed and turned, seeing Andrea Gibson coming up the stairs, shocked by the black eye and split lip she supported. "Andy, what happened?"
General Hammond also caught sight of the doctor as she came further into the room. "A good question, doctor?"

"It's what I wanted to talk to you about, sir," she answered, as she stood near the table, a little stiffly. "Jon had rather nasty nightmare last night, worse then usual."

"He did this?" Hammond asked her stunned.

She nodded. "I tired to wake him up, I didn't think and he lashed out, he was still asleep, when he woke and realized what he'd done, he fell apart. I spent the rest of the night sitting on the floor of his room with him in my arms, he cried himself to sleep."

"What are you going to do?" Cali asked her, she moved round the conference table to the psychologist, slipping her arm around her.

"I asked Selmac if the Tok'ra could help, he suggested I contact Mayet," Andrea revealed and looked to the General. "If I have your permission, sir?"

"Where is Jon, now?" The General inquired.

"In my quarters, I brought him in with me after I rang Janet, she gave him a sedative to calm him down. She has a male nurse monitoring him, just incase he has another nightmare," she answered and hugged her arms across her chest. "Sir, these nightmares are past memories and they're tearing him apart emotionally. No teenager should have to deal with these kind of memories, he doesn't have the emotional discipline that Colonel O'Neill has."

"All right, doctor, contact Mayet," Hammond agreed sympathetically. "Keep me posted." He looked to Cali. "Dr. O'Neill, M'Zel will be waiting for you."

"Yes sir," she gave Andrea a quick hug and then left the briefing room. Going to level 25 she changed into green fatigues in the locker room, tucking her hair beneath a green bandana as she was leaving. She called Daniel from their quarters, knowing he was in their office, telling him she was going off world. She then took the elevator to level 28, going to the armory, getting a vest and side arm, the SF in charge checked the nine millimeter before handing it to her along with extra clips. She secured the pistol and clips; zipping up the vest she left the armory, walking quickly to the Gate room.

M'Zel was waiting, he looked as she walked in. "Are you ready to proceed, Dr. O'Neill?"

"Yes M'Zel." She turned and looked up to the control room, addressing Sergeant Harriman. "Dial the Beta site Sergeant, please."

"Yes ma'am."

The Gate began to move and the chevrons locked into place, as the last one did, the Gate opened with a spectacular whoosh.

Cali smiled. "I never grow tired off that," she commented.

M'Zel actually smiled. "Shall we go doctor?"

She nodded and both stepped up onto the ramp, walking up to the event horizon, they stepped through, the Gate closing down a few minutes later.

An hour later General Hammond walked into the control room, ordering the Alpha site to be dialed, when the Stargate was opened, he called Colonel O'Neill over the radio.

Jack's voice came over the speakers. "General."

"Status report."

"We found tracks, sir," Jack reported. "They could be Carter's."

"What direction?" Hammond asked.

"East, up into the hills."

"The higher ground is more a defensible position," Teal'c was heard saying.

"Understood, I'll have the UAV fly a search pattern in the area. Hammond out," he cut the radio signal. "Sergeant, adjust the UAV's course."

"Yes sir."

"I'll be in my office if you need me."

"Yes sir."

Satisfied everything was taken care off, General Hammond returned to his office and the paper work that needed to be done. An hour later though he was back in the control room as the Stargate opened, this time an incoming wormhole. "Sergeant?"

An IDC came through. "It's Mayet, sir," he revealed.

"Open the iris and ask Dr. Gibson to come to the Gate room."

"Yes sir," he carried out the order as the General left the control room, heading down to the Gate room, the iris swirling opened.

A few minutes later the puddle rippled and Mayet walked through, coming down the ramp to the General. She smiled. "General Hammond."

"Mayet, thank you for coming," he welcomed.

She stepped off the ramp as the Gate closed down. "How can I help?"

"I'll let Dr. Gibson explain, but needles to say she's having problems with Jon."

"Nightmares?" She saw the General nod and then Andrea Gibson walk into the Gate room. Noticing right away the bruises and split lip. "He did that?"

"I'm afraid so, she tired waking him."

Mayet welcomed Andrea by drawing her into her arms. "You are a brave woman, Andrea."

"Or a stupid one," she added. "I've bailed out of Tomcats and not felt this bad."

The Tok'ra agent was confused, General Hammond saw that. He smiled. "It's a fighter plane, Mayet. Dr. Gibson is also a qualified pilot."

"Oh I see," she released the doctor. "Let's go see Jon, shall we?"

"Keep me advised, Doctor," the General ordered.

"Yes sir."

He went back to his office, getting back to the reports and more paper work. He hadn't been at it long when he heard a knock on the door to his office and saw Jacob Carter standing there, leaning on a cane for support. "Jacob."

"Any news on Sam?" The ex-General asked walking in.

"Not yet, but we have a UAV airborne and all available SG teams are searching," the General reported. "I don't know anyone tougher or more resourceful. She'll find a way out of this."

Jacob nodded in agreement. "How's the investigation going?" He asked as he sat down, getting off his injured leg.

"I have been meaning to talk to you about that," the General remarked. "Do you know anything about a Tok'ra operative within Olokum's ranks?"

"No."

"According to the Jaffa, you have a spy in his inner circle."

"They're mistaken."

The klaxons went off and Sergeant Harriman's voice came over the PA. "Unscheduled off world activation."

Both Jacob and Hammond got up and left the office, the Tok'ra agent using the cane.

"It's Dr. O'Neill, sir," the Sergeant informed when they got to the control room; the iris was already open.

"Thank you Sergeant," he and Jacob headed for the Gate room. "Dr. O'Neill went with M'Zel to see if she could help."

"You're using her position as the Chosen?" Jacob guessed.

"Yes."

M'Zel and Cali walked through the Stargate as they walked in, coming down the ramp to them, the Gate closing down.

"Did you learn anything at the Beta site?" Hammond asked.

"Of the Jaffa sent to recruit rebels from Olokum's army, only one has returned. The fate of the others in unknown." M'Zel reported. "Anubis has won a major victory. Thousands of Jaffa have been killed and many of Olokum's commanders captured. The Tok'ra spy among them…"

"That's impossible," Jacob interrupted. "If we had someone on the inside, I would have know about it."

"Are you sure?" Cali asked him. "No offense Jacob, but it looks like you've been kept out of the loop."

He frowned; it did indeed.

"I think it's time I spoke with Delek." The General informed. "M'Zel, thank you for your assistance."

The Jaffa bowed his head.

"Doctor, with me." Hammond ordered.

She nodded, removing her side arm and vest, she handed both to a waiting SF and went with the General. Going up to the briefing room, the General made a phone call to the control room and a call was put over the PA system for Delek to report to the briefing room. Cali took a seat at the head of the table with the General.

"I have a feeling we're being lied to, General," she noted.

"So do I, Cali, so do I," he declared.

Delek came into the briefing room a few minutes later. "You wanted to see me, General?"

"Yes, please," he gestured to a seat and the Tok'ra sat down.

"I assume this has to do with your investigation."

"It does," the General announced. "Thank you for your co-operation in this matter, Delek."

"I do not see the need to continue this investigation, General. The Jaffa have as much as admitted responsibility."

Cali sat back in her chair, addressing the Tok'ra agent. "All that we know for sure is that some of the men they sent to recruit rebels from Olokum's armies didn't return."

"Because they were captured in Anubis' latest offensive," Delek stated. "It is the most logical explanation."

"According to the Jaffa, a Tok'ra spy was also captured," the General declared, not backing down.

"We both know that Jaffa intelligence is not always as reliable as it should be."

"So you're saying you haven't go an operative in Olokum's ranks?" Cali pressed.

Delek paused, considering what he was going to say. "I am unable to discuss such matters at this present time."

"The terms of our alliance dictate full disclosure." Hammond reminded.

"In matters of joint concern."

"The security of the Alpha Site is a matter of joint concern."

"But the disposition of our operatives has no bearing on the security of the Alpha Site."

"So you claim," Cali said sternly.

Delek ignored her, addressing the General. "You have allies amongst the other nations of this planet do you not?"

"Of course." Hammond answered.

"Do you always practice full disclosure with them?"

"We gave you shelter when you had nowhere else to go." Cali reminded sitting forward.

"Because you needed us. Just as you brought us Telchak's re-animation device, because you needed our help to develop a weapon against Anubis' drones," the Tok'ra agent said bluntly. "But you are not always forthcoming. There is for example your program to build and design hybrid ships using Goa'uld technologies. A program, which the Tok'ra feels extremely unwise."

"We need those ships for the defense of Earth," the General stated.

"And so you feel it is none of our concern. You see, General, it works both ways. You ask us to trust that your headlong pursuit of technologies that you don't understand poses no threat. But you fail to offer similar considerations when it comes to our policy on using covert operatives."

General Hammond had heard enough; he sat forward, staring the man down. "Let me ask you something. How many Tok'ra from the Alpha site are still missing?'

"Five."

"Do you know how many people I'm missing? Sixty-four. Believe me when I say I'm going to get to the bottom of this with or without your help."

Cali pushed her chair back and stood. "Unlike the Tok'ra, we don't leave our people behind," she said sternly, then looked to the General. "Excuse me sir."

"Of course, doctor."

She ignored the Tok'ra agent and hurried down the stairs, needing to get the hell away from him. She hurried to the infirmary and checked in with Dr. Fraiser, she hadn't been off world for very long, but it was protocol. After the usual physical, she headed for level 25, to shower and change in the locker room; back in her blue BDU's she went to touch base with her husband, finding him in their office/lab.

He looked up as she walked in. "Hey."

"Hey," she went over to him. "I need a hug."

Daniel got up and drew her into his arms, holding her against him. "Everything all right?"

"Yes," she gripped the back of his BDU shirt, sighing against his chest. "I needed this."

"That bad?"

"Yeah, between the trip to the Beta site and then Delek," she shook her head against his chest. "That snake is a rotten liar."

He chuckled softly. "Anything else bothering you?"

Cali nodded and pulled back a little. "Did you happen to see Andrea today?"

"Yeah, she told me what happened," he said soberly. "Mayet is with Jon now." He kissed her forehead. "You're worried."

She nodded again. "He wonted to have a life of his own, but instead he's being overwhelmed by dad's memories. Memories no teenager should have."

"I'm sure Mayet will do all she can," he said tenderly and caressed her cheek, seeing the emotions that swirled in her chocolate brown eyes. "You know her well enough to know she will try."

Cali managed a smile, agreeing with him. "Yeah she will."

"Dr. Jackson, Dr. O'Neill, report to the briefing room," Sergeant Harriman's voice announced over the PA system and then was repeated.

"I guess we find out," she stated.

"I guess we do." Daniel agreed.

They left their office/lab and took the elevator to level 28, walking up the stairs to the briefing room. General Hammond was there along with Dr. Gibson, Dr. Fraiser, Mayet and Jacob. They took their seats.

"Now everyone is here," the General began. "Dr. Fraiser, will you begin."

"Yes sir," she opened the file in front of her. "On Mayet's insistences I gave Jon a full physical, his dopamine levels are higher then they should be and there is increased activity in the hippocampus region."

"That's the area of the brain that's important for long term memory storage, right?" Cali asked her.

Janet nodded. "This increase activity is coursing the nightmares."

"So what do we do?" Daniel asked her. "Has he been affected by a virus?"

"No," Mayet answered before the doctor could. "This was coursed by a memory device."

"Osiris." Both Cali and Daniel said together.

"After what General Hammond has just told me, I have to agree."

"Can we help him?" The General inquired.

"I believe so, however it would mean using the memory device again, I cannot erase the memories from his mind, but I can make him forget them."

Andrea was shocked. "You mean give him amnesia?"

"Yes and no," Selmac took over, having taken control with Jacob's permission. "Mayet can make him forget the memories that are coursing the nightmares. As Colonel O'Neill's clone, Jon has memories that no teenager should have to deal with."

"So you want to give him selective memory lose?" Andrea guessed.

"Yes," Mayet answered. "Jon is fighting his memories, he wants to be a teenager, because when he looks in the mirror, that's who he sees. But his memories are telling him different, that conflict has been amplify by Osiris' interference and left untreated, it will kill him."

Cali was as horrified as everyone else. "So you'll just be wiping the memories he has of Iraq, or all of his past life."

Jacob took control back. "He'll have his academic knowledge, but the rest would be best gone. Everything that happened to him from before Dr. Gibson fostered him will be blocked. Mayet can introduce memories that will coincide with the background story he knows to make it seem he does have selective amnesia."

"And the nightmares will stop?" Andrea asked, shakily.

Mayet nodded. "His dopamine level will return to normal and so will the activity in the hippocampus region of his brain. Without those memories, the interference done by Osiris will dissipate."

"Are you sure you can be so precise?" Cali asked her. Then realizes what she'd said. "Sorry."

"It's all right."

"Sir," Janet interrupted. "Whatever we do, we'll have to do it soon. I've had Jon moved to an observation room and I've kept him sedated, I have a nurse monitoring him incase he has another nightmare."

"Does he realize what's happening?" Cali asked concerned.

Janet sighed and nodded. "Not entirely, he wasn't lucid enough. We know he has no control over what's happening to him, which scares him."

"Can you do the procedure without his consent?" Daniel asked.

"I think in the long run it might be better if we did," Janet declared. "He's not handling it now and I'm sure Dr. Gibson will agree, it might be better if we did the procedure and he believes what we tell him and goes on with his life."

The General sat forward, seeing Andrea nod. "Then I suggest you work out exactly what you're going to tell him."

"Selective amnesia would be the easiest cover, it can happen after a blow to the head."

"Your injuries would account for an accident," Daniel pointed out and she nodded in agreement.

General Hammond had heard enough. "Very well, assist Mayet, Dr. Gibson and have a full report on my desk once the procedure is done," he looked to Janet. "Make sure your staff are fully briefed, Dr. Fraiser."

"Yes sir."

"Lets get on to it then," he ordered.

Nodding they got to their feet, leaving, all except Jacob, he followed the General into his office.

"George, I'm going to have a word with Delek, I want a few answers."

"You're starting to believe Dr. O'Neill?"

"Yes."

"All right, keep me informed."

He nodded and left the office, going to the VIP quarters. He knocked on the door.

It was opened by Delek. "I've been expecting you. No doubt you've spoken with General Hammond."

Jacob followed him into the room, still using the walking cane. "He says he asked you if we had a spy in Olokum's inner circle."

Delek turned. "Yes he did."

"He asked me the same question. Of course I told him no, because only the High Council could make a decision like that and since I'm on the High Council, I would know about it. Wouldn't I?" He asked. "Or is there something you want to tell me."

"If you have a concern, you can take it up with the High Council yourself"

Jacob grabbed his arm before Delek could turn away from him, he didn't like his fellow Tok'ra's tone. "Who do you think you're talking to?"

"An interesting question." Delek retorted, pulling his arm free. "It seems I am talking to a human host."

Jacob's head bowed, when it cam up it was Selmac that spoke. "Make no mistake, Delek, I am still Selmac and I was a leader of the Tok'ra before you had even taken a host."

"Maybe you've been a leader too long," Delek said sternly. "The Tau'ri are unlike other humans in the galaxy. Their will has not been eroded by thousands of years of slavery. This can be a valuable asset, but it can also make them dangerous – particularly as hosts."

"Jacob Carter has had not more influence on me than any other host." Selmac defended his host.

"There are those of us who would disagree. You have allowed yourself to get to close to these people, Selmac. Your true loyalties are in question."

"Do you speak for the entire Council?" Selmac asked; things were becoming very clear now.

"You still have your defenders," Delek informed. "Although their numbers are diminishing."

"So you did meet without me…. And you did send an operative."

"And if you had known, would you have told General Hammond?" His fellow Tok'ra asked.

"They have a right to know." Selmac answered.

"We know you would feel that way, which is precisely why you were not informed."

Selmac turned and walked out of the room. Of all the stupid, underhanded…

Jacob took back control. Do you think Mayet knew? He asked his symbiote.

No, I think Mayet is one of our defenders.

In the elevator, Jacob chose level 27. He silently fumed all the way, leveling the elevator when it stopped; he went straight to the General's office. He knocked and went in. "George, got a minute?"

"Come in Jacob."

He did and gave the General a recount of his conversation with Delek.

"So Delek admits that this spy has gone missing." Hammond stated.

"Yes, but the Tok'ra will never acknowledge that he could have been responsible for what happened at the Alpha Site," Jacob revealed. "Tok'ra operatives have orders never allow themselves to be taken alive."

"What about a sarcophagus?"

He shook his head. "They take special precautions to ensure that the brain is not left intact. No revival is possible."

"This is all assuming the man wasn't taken unawares," the General added.

"The system isn't foolproof, but they won't admit to that. The truth is, I don't think you'll ever find out for sure who was responsible for the leak. It could have been the Tok'ra or the Jaffa. It could have been both. Look, I've helped you as much as I can with this investigation, but right now I'd like to get back to the Alpha Site and join the search."

"I need you here." Hammond told him.

"George, I already told you, I'm out of the loop. They don't trust me anymore; they think my emotions are clouding my judgment. Which is a little ironic, considering that I'm wasting all this time, while my own daughter is out there being hunted by that thing."

"We have our best people on this, Jacob," his friend assured. "They will find her."

"What am I suppose to do in the meantime?" Jacob asked him.

"I just got a report from the Beta Site, the Jaffa are blaming the Tok'ra for what happened," the General reported. "There have already been several altercations. If I can't get the situation under control, I have orders to expel them all. Our alliance is falling apart. I need someone to bridge the cap, someone to be the voice of reason. I need you."

"What about Cali?"

"I don't even think the Jaffa would listen to the Chosen at this point."

Yielding, Jacob nodded. "All right, I'll try."

"Thank you." Hammond turned and picked up the phone, dialing an extension. "Have M'Zel brought to the briefing room, Jacob Carter would like to speak to him." He got his answer and then hung up. "It's in your court, Jake."

"Thanks," he grumbled and walked out of the office, into the briefing room. Staring out at the Stargate, some many lives had been changed by that large artifact.

He was staring out at it when an SF escorted M'Zel into the room, Jacob turned.

"Why have you asked me here?" The Jaffa asked brashly.

Jacob nodded to the SF, who left the room, continuing. "You know what's happening at the Beta Site?"

"I do."

"We need your help to put a stop to it before it gets out of hand," Jacob declared. "You're a leader amongst the Jaffa. They'll listen to you."

"And what would you have me say?" M'Zel asked him. "That they must continue to bear the arrogance of the Tok'ra without complaint? That they must be subservient to those who would sacrifice so many of their brothers?"

Jacob sighed inward and lowed his head, when it came up Selmac was in control. "For thousands of years the Jaffa have been dependant on the Goa'uld because they need symbiotes to sustain them. But now there is a substance called Tertonin, which can free the Jaffa from this dependence."

"I'm aware of the significance of Tertonin."

"Are you also aware that countless millions of Tok'ra symbiotes died in its development? Including out beloved Queen, Egeria? The Queen from which all our lineage can be traced?"

"I was not."

"For the first time, the Tok'ra have fought side by side with the Jaffa and the people of the Tau'ri. And it has made a difference. More System Lords have fallen in the past seven years than in the 700 years previous."

"It is true that together we are strong." M'Zel agreed.

"And divided, we will die." Selmac concluded. He bowed his head, and then raised it, having returned control to his host. Jacob sighed. "We cannot let the alliance between us end."

"Your words are wise, but my time at the Alpha Site has taught me some bitter lessons," the Jaffa announced. "I suspect that you do not speak for all Tok'ra."

"No."

"Until the others feel as you do, reconciliation may not be possible." M'Zel said with solemnest.

In the infirmary, Cali stood in the observation room watching the teenager sleep, it had been an hour since the procedure had been done. She'd removed her blue BDU shirt; it hung over the back of the chair she sat on. The General, trying to get the Tok'ra and the Jaffa to talk reconciliation, had called Daniel away to attend the meeting. She was glad she didn't have to attend, word from the Beta Site was things weren't going to well and she doubted even the Chosen could sort this out.

In the room below, Andrea sat next to Jon's bed, his hand in hers; she was talking to him, even though he was unconscious, telling him about different things. How Carly had made him a get-well card and she hoped he was going to get better soon. The little girl had been told her mother and brother had been in a car accident on their way to the mountain. Since she hadn't seen her mother's face, that morning, so she wouldn't think any different.

Cali felt hands touch her shoulders and begin to massage away the tight muscles, she sighed and closed her eyes, enjoying it. She knew who it was; she'd sensed her arrival.

Mayet smiled as the young woman relaxed under her administrations. "You worry to much, little one, he will be fine."

She chuckled a little opening her eyes. "Little one?"

"Well, I am a lot older then you."

"Only the symbiote, your host is my age."

"My host is attracted to you and is enjoying this as much as I am," Mayet noted and chuckled lightly as she saw Cali's blush, well saw her reflection in the glass. "You're surprised."

"A little." Cali admitted.

"It was the kiss that did it," she stopped the massage and sat next to Cali, slipping her arm around her shoulders, the younger woman snuggled close, relaxing into the embrace. "Why aren't you at the meeting?"

"Why aren't you?" Cali asked back.

"I chose not to attend, Delek is an idiot."

"Well General Hammond only asked for Daniel, so…"

"Aha so you're playing… what is the right phrase… hooky?"

Cali giggled softly. "Yes," she said, then became serious again. "Did we do the right thing?"

"Concerning, Jon?" The Tok'ra asked and the younger woman nodded. "I believe so."

"Daniel felt so lost when he couldn't remember, it was so frustrating for him."

"Jon is a strong young man, he will except what has happened to him and move on, he is his father's son."

Cali reflected on that. "I suppose in a way he is dad's son, I mean he's a genetic copy of him and children are genetic copies of their parents, conceivably."

Mayet gave her a gentle squeeze. "Yes they are."

They heard the klaxons go off, signifying Gate activation; a few minutes later the call for a medical team was put over the PA system. Cali got up and called the control room, finding out what was happening. She hung up, turning. "They've found Sam, she's being brought to the infirmary."

Mayet got up. "I'm glad."

"I have to tell dad what happened with Jon." Cali declared, grabbing her shirt she left the room, going firstly to the observation room, walking in. "Andy?"

Andrea looked up, gesturing her in. "Is everything all right?"

"They've found Sam, I'm going to fill dad in on what's happened, unless you want to do it?"

"I'd rather stay here incase he wakes up," she answered her. "Thanks Cal."

"No problem." Cali said and gave her a smile before walking out, pulling on her BDU shirt. She went to the waiting area, finding her dad, Teal'c and Daniel.

"Hey kiddo," Jack greeted. "What's up?"

She shoved her hands into her pants pockets, glancing at her husband. "You didn't tell him?"

"No."

"Well somebody better tell me?" Jack demanded.

"Jon is in observation room two," Cali informed and gave him the whole story. "We're just waiting for him to wake up."

"And this selective amnesia thing was the only way?" He asked and saw his daughter nod. "Damn."

"As far as he'll know, he and Andy were in a car accident this morning on the way to the mountain," she explained. "His memory lose is due a blow to the hippocampus region of his brain, he won't recover any of it. He knows you're his dad, I'm his sister, and the rest of our family, the SGC, he'll have academic knowledge, as well as vague memories of being abandoned by his mother and left to fend for himself until Andy took him in and he found you."

"Was this not extreme, Cali O'Neill?" Teal'c asked.

"Not if he was to live."

"Mayet and Janet both were in agreement that left untreated, he'd die." Daniel backed his wife up.

Jack took off his hat and ran his fingers through his hair. "At least he won't have the memories of Iraq or Charlie."

Cali understood her dad's anguish. "No he won't."

Two hours later, Cali and Daniel were called to the briefing room, to be apart of the meeting that had been interrupted. This time Mayet was with Delek and Jacob; she sat next to Jacob though.

"First of all, we'd like to congratulate you on the recovery of Major Carter," Delek declared. "We're glad to know that she is safe."

"Thank you," the General accepted.

"I have spoken to the High Council with regard to the situation at the Beta Site. The Council believes the best solution is for the Tok'ra to leave."

Daniel sat forward. "Is that really necessary?"

"If this partnership were to continue, you would insist on full disclosure of all our covert operations, would you not?"

"I'm afraid that's non-negotiable," the General answered.

"In that case, we must refuse. Secrecy is our only weapon," Delek stated. "It's all we're ever known."

"The Jaffa, too, will be leaving." M'Zel announced.

Cali was confused. "I don't understand. With the Tok'ra gone…"

He interrupted her. "We are not leaving because of the Tok'ra. We are leaving because it is what we must do." He looked to Hammond. "On your base, you dictate the terms. We must consult you before we take any action. There are those among us who feel we simply traded on master for another."

"We're not trying to tell you what to do," the General said. "We simply think it's important to coordinate our efforts."

"Unlike the Tau'ri or the Tok'ra, the Jaffa are still learning what it means to be free. In order to do this we must have our own bases. Train our own leaders, build our own communities," the Jaffa informed. "We must do this for ourselves or it would have no meaning. Only then can we be equal partners in any alliance."

"I'm sorry, this is nuts," Daniel said angrily, not holding back this time. "My friend almost died out there so that we could get a weapon capable of stopping Anubis' soldiers and now we're finally in a position where we can really make a difference, and you wanna walk away?"

"I'm sorry, Doctor Jackson." Delek told him.

Daniel saw by the look in both Jacob and Mayet's eyes, they didn't totally agreed, but this wasn't the time.

"This is how it must be." M'Zel declared.

Daniel nodded in resignation, seeing the concerned look on the General's face.

The Jaffa addressed Cali. "Dr. O'Neill, I was told to pass on an invitation to you and your family to visit the Jaffa whenever you wish and if you ever wish to join us, you will be welcomed."

She was surprised by that, as she could see were Daniel and the General. "Um, thank you."

He bowed his head respectfully, and then addressed the General. "General Hammond, I must take my leave."

The General nodded. "Thank you for coming M'Zel."

He bowed his head again and stood, leaving the room with the assigned SF.

"The Tok'ra will also be taking our leave." Delek informed.

"After I've seen my daughter," Jacob told him and got up and left without another word.

Mayet blinked, and her host, Juana spoke as she rose from her chair, pushing it back a little. "You're an idiot, Delek and you'll always be an idiot." She left the room, going after Jacob. Catching up with him at the elevator, she stepped inside with him, seeing him press the button for level 21. "Are you all right?"

He nodded. "I can do some good staying with the Tok'ra, Juana."

She sighed. "I told Delek he was an idiot."

Jacob laughed. "I would have loved to have seen that."

She shrugged. "Well he is." The elevator stopped and they walked out. "I'm going to see Jon, I'll meet you in the Gate room."

"All right," he agreed and went into the medical bay where his daughter was. Taking a seat at her bedside, prepared to sit there for as long as he needed too. Damn Delek.

Jack dropped by and sat with him, telling him what happened, before heading off to see Jon.

Sam woke a little while later, turning her head to see her dad sitting there.

He smiled and sat on the bed next to her. "Hiya kid," he greeted. "You were asleep for a long time. You gave me quite a scare."

"Sorry."

He smiled warmly. "Jack told me what happened. I'm proud of you," he took her hand. "Look, Sam, I may not be able to come around this much for the next little while."

"What do you mean?" She asked confused.

"Thinks kind of got screwed up while you were out there," he explained. "The alliance is in trouble."

"I don't understand."

"You don't need o know the details right now," he assured her. "Let's just say we're going our separate ways for a while. If I stay with the Tok'ra, I can at least try to mend some fences."

"Are you sure?" She asked him.

"I'm not ready to give up on this just yet," he lent over and kissed her forehead before getting up. "Don't worry, I'll be back eventually."

Sam forced the tears back that were threatening to fall. "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too," he said and hurried out of the room.

In the Gate room, Mayet was saying goodbye to Daniel and Cali. "If you two need anything, contact me, I'll let you know in a few weeks how," she whispered.

Cali nodded and hugged her friend. "Be careful."

"I shall." She brushed her lips briefly against hers. "You do the same."

"I will."

Mayet released her and hugged Daniel. "Take care of her."

He nodded. "Always." He gave her back a gentle rub. "Don't take any risks yourself."

"I won't." she said and rose up on her toes, brushing her lips against his, smiling as she pulled back. This time Juana was in control. "Cali is a very lucky lady."

Daniel blushed a little. "Thank you."

Mayet took back control, releasing him. "And Juana is a flirt."

He chuckled. "Yes she is."

Jacob came into the Gate room, ignoring Delek he went over to them, giving Cali a hug. "Take care kiddo."

"I will," she assured.

He shook hands with Daniel. "That goes for you too."

Jack and Teal'c walked in from the opposite entrance. "Jacob," the Colonel acknowledged.

"Jack, take care of my little girl."

"I will."

"I shall look after Major Carter, as well." Teal'c declared.

"Thank you, Teal'c."

Mayet gave Jack a smile and a hug. "Take care, Jack," she heard the Gate whoosh open and rose up onto her toes, whispering in his ear.

Jack almost blushed. Almost, he squirmed, seeing the Tok'ra's teasing smile. "Thank you, I think."

She chuckled and patted his backside. "I meant every word, Jack." She then turned to Teal'c. "Take care of them all, Teal'c."

"I shall," he bowed his head to her.

She smiled, seeing Daniel and Cali were amused by her actions. She took Jacob's arm and let Juana take control, knowing it would annoy Delek. "Come along Jacob."

He chuckled, seeing Delek, who was half way up the ramp frown. He escorted her up the ramp and they followed Delek through the Gate. It closed down a few minutes later.

"So, dad," Cali turned to her father. "What did Mayet say to you?"

"My secret," he said, nervously. "Very much my secret." He turned and walked out of the Gate room.

Daniel and Cali chuckled and followed, along with Teal'c, who smiled.

They all went to level 21, going to the observation room, Jon was awake and more than a little confused. Andrea and Janet were with him.

He turned as they walked in. "Dad?"

Being called that, twisted a little at Jack's heart, but he didn't show it. "Hey kid, how are you feeling?"

"Confused," he admitted. "Andy says I've got selective amnesia."

"Soo, what do you remember?" Jack asked carefully.

"Um, you, Cali and Daniel. Teal'c," the teenager thought for a moment. "Andy, Carly, Jodi, um, Chris and Cassie, everyone here." He paused again, frowning. "Being told Andy was going to be my foster mom, finding you…" He shook his head frustrated. "The rest is just gone, I can't remember what I was doing last year, but I can remember how to do calculus," he groaned. "Crap, why couldn't it have been something more interesting then calculus?"

"Jon, mind your language." Andrea warned him.

Cali smiled. "Hey, could be worse," she smirked and saw him look at her for an answer to that one. "You could have to lean calculus all over again."

He rolled his eyes. "Thanks sooo much." He groused and the rest of them laughed softly.

The end of this chapter. (I didn't get this one beta read, so all mistakes are mine. Sorry.)