Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard or Stargate SG-1. Not making any money, just cheap thrills.

Warnings: Angst, Language

Rating: FRT

A/N: SGC is an abbreviation of Stargate Command. This is a military installation, therefore where appropriate military time will be used. From 1 a.m. to noon the time is spoken of in hundred hours, but using the same numbers civilians use. For instance 6 a.m. would be 0600 hours. From noon on you add one number for each hour, until midnight(2400 hours) For instance 7 p.m. would be 1900 hours.

Through The Looking Glass

Chapter 3

In the depths of Cheyene Mountain, in the complex known as Stargate Command, General George Hammond stood waiting. When the alarm had sounded, announcing an unscheduled activation of the stargate, he had hurried to the control room. "Do we have an i.d.?" General Hammond asked of the technician who sat at the gate controls.

"Coming through now, it's the Tok'ra sir?"

"Open the gate," General Hammond ordered, waiting to see who would step through the gate. He glanced through the observation window into the gate room, nodding in approval of the soldiers who stood at the ready, in case of a trick. George smiled when he saw his old friend Jacob Carter stepping through the gate, leaving the control room he hurried to greet his long-time friend.

"Jacob, it's good to see you," he rumbled as he shook the other man's hand.

"It's good to see you too George, but I'm afraid this isn't a social visit."

"Of course not, what's the problem this time?" George asked, becoming the General in charge of Stargate Command immediately.

"Actually George, it's good news. Why don't we go to your office and I'll explain," Jacob/Selmak suggested.

Nodding in agreement, General Hammond led the way to his private office. Leaving orders that he wasn't to be disturbed, he took a seat behind his desk and motioned Jacob to a chair. "Now then, what is this good news?"

"A couple of days ago a Gou'ld death glider crashed on the planet we are currently using as a base. We carefully approached the glider, hoping that the pilot had survived and that we could get some information from him. The pilot was no ordinary pilot, he was a Gou'ld. Now this particular Gou'ld was at best a minor Gou'ld, he has never attained the rank of System Lord. He was badly injured, so badly injured that the host was temporarily in control. When he saw us, he begged to be killed before the Gou'ld could heal and then he passed out. We took him back to our base and healed him, after placing a dampening device on him to control the Gou'ld. We were able to convince the Gou'ld to leave him and after talking to him...George he's from the U.S. and he was taken in 1985."

"What? But that would mean there's an active gate on Earth, other than this one. Jacob, are you sure this isn't some kind of Gou'ld trick?" General Hammond asked, hating the thought of another gate on Earth.

"It's no trick George, the young man is from a place called Hazzard, Georgia and I saw the Gou'ld after it left his body. In addition, he has been examined thourghly, there is no chance that a Gou'ld still lives within him. However, I did get the man's name and what happened to him, his story can easily be proven to be true or a lie. His name is Bo Duke and he was inside a cave when there was an earthquake. Trapped inside the cave, he began to look for a way out and found a chamber containing a gate and a stasis jar. That's how he was taken, he opened the jar and during an aftershock he dropped it, breaking it in the process. The next thing he was aware of, was hearing Ocasta, that's the Gou'ld, speaking to him and explaining about the Gou'ld. He has been a host since that time, given the circumstances I'm sure his family believes him to be dead. George, I need your help. Bo would like to return home, he knows that there will be questions and he's willing to answer them, but he wants assurances that he'll be allowed to go home once he does." Jacob/Selmak explained to the man behind the desk, a man he knew to be fair.

"Now Jacob you know it's not that simple. We can't just let him go home, there's bound to be questions and how do we know we can trust this man to remain silent?" General Hammond brought up the objections, he knew would be voiced by others.

"Actually that's where you're wrong George, the Tok'ra have no intention of turning this young man over to the U.S. Government without assurances in writing. George, this boy has been through a living hell for the past fifteen years and he's willing to share whatever he knows. However he needs, no he deserves to be allowed to go home afterwards. We will give you time to check out his story, find out if his family is still alive, too, while you're at it. At the time he was taken he lived with his Uncle Jesse, and his cousins Luke and Daisy. He understands that unless they have the proper clearances he will never be allowed to tell them the truth, and he accepts that. We want assurances that after a period of one month, during which he will remain within Stargate Command, he will be allowed to return to his family. That should give the idiots at the Pentagon plenty of time to develop a cover story. Furthermore, he will agree to be available to answer questions in the future if it becomes necessary."

"I think I can probably get the President to agree to that," the General replied.

"That's a good idea George, it's probably the only way to guarantee the boy's safety. I assume that Harry Mayborne is still a thorn in your side?"

"Yes, most likely he'll be involved in the debriefing. I'll do my best to get the President to order SG-1 to be in charge of the debriefing. They'll get the information, but Jack O'Neill won't allow that boy's rights to be trampled."

"One more thing George, this young man is bound to have nightmares, maybe for years to come. If there's anyway to get security clearance for at least one member of his family, it would help him later."

"I'll see what I can do Jacob. Now I've got a call to make, Samantha's down in her lab I believe." George told him, knowing the other man would undoubtedly want to see his daughter while he was here.

"Thank you George," Jacob/Selmak said before leaving the office and heading off to find Samantha.

Stepping into the physics lab, Jacob/Selmak stood in the doorway watching his daughter Samantha for several minutes. Knocking on the door frame, he drew her attention. "Sami, it's good to see you," he said, walking forward and wrapping his arms around her.

"Dad, I wasn't expecting to see you today. There isn't any trouble is there?" Sam asked, knowing that it was unusual for her father to take any time off for a simple visit.

"Can't a father just want to visit his daughter?" Jacob asked in mock outrage.

"Sure, but not my father," Sam replied with a smile, letting him know she was only kidding. "So, what's up?"

"We found an injured Gou'ld on the planet we're using as a base. We were able to convince the Gou'ld to leave the young man he had taken as a host. That's why I'm here, the young man is from Georgia and was taken in 1985. Yes I know, that means there's an active gate on Earth, or there may be," Jacob told her before she could say anything.

"Wow, did you bring him with you?"

"No, I came ahead to negotiate his return to his home. This young man is an innocent victim and he deserves to return home if he wants to. He's willing to answer questions, but I'm here to make sure that he will be allowed to go home afterwards."

"Make sure who'll be allowed to go home? Hello Jacob, good to see ya," Jack O'Neill greeted the older man as he stepped into the room.

"Hello Jack, how have you been?"

"Oh I'm good, kicking Gou'ld butt, saving the world, you know the usual," Jack answered, a grin on his face. "Yourself?"

"Fine, I was just explaining to Sam that we were able to help a young man become free of the Gou'ld who had enslaved him. The young man is from Earth," Jacob began, explaining once again the circumstances that had led them to Bo Duke. "Sam I know you've got work to do, I'm going to leave you to it while I go talk to Daniel and Teal'c. Will you be free for dinner about 1900 hours?" Jacob asked.

"Sure dad, that sounds good," Sam replied, already turning back to the experiment she had been working on.

"Come on Jacob, I think Daniel and Teal'c are in the cafeteria," Jack said, leading the way as they left the lab.

Sitting down at a table in the cafeteria, Jacob greeted Daniel Jackson and the Jaffa Teal'c, the other two members of SG-1. After explaining what had brought him to the SGC, Jacob began to question the two men. "Daniel, Teal'c, what do either of you know about Ocasta?"

"Ocasta is a God of Cherokee legend, his name translates to Stonecoat. He was given this name for the coat he wore that was made of flint. Legend says, he served the creator. He was responsible for creating witches and traveled from village to village stirring up trouble. He is said to have been killed when several women trapped him with a stake through his chest and the young men then burned him alive upon a pyre." Daniel explained, automatically dropping into lecture mode.

"Ocasta was never a System Lord, he has always served others. When he was still on Earth, he was set upon by a group of Tok'ra who forced him into a stasis jar or be burned alive with his host. Daniel Jackson is correct about Ocasta's purpose, he would travel within the ranks of rival System Lords, spying and creating trouble." Teal'c explained, confirming what Jacob/Selmak had already suspected.

"Jack, if George is able to get you put in charge of the debriefing, you'll have to keep Mayborne under control. He's not going to want to accept that Bo doesn't really know very much, probably no more than Teal'c, perhaps less," Jacob/Selmak explained.

"Bo? You seem to be awfully protective of this guy," Jack remarked curiously.

"I know, I suppose it's just because he's from the U.S. and I can imagine the hell he's been through. I only hope we can help him get his life back," Jacob softly stated.

Three days later, the details had been hammered out. Bo would spend a maximum of one month at the SGC, answering any questions he could. At the end of that time, unless he finished sooner, he would be allowed to return to his family. Family, that if General Hammond could manage clearance for, he would be able to confide in.

When Bo stepped through the gate with Jacob/Selmak, General Hammond was waiting for them, along with SG-1. "Jacob," General Hammond greeted his old friend.

"Bo Duke, allow me to introduce General George Hammond, commander of the SGC," Jacob/Selmak began the introductions. "General Hammond, this is Bo Duke formerly of Hazzard Georgia."

"Mr. Duke, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"General Hammond, it's nice to meet ya," Bo responded firmly, hiding his nervousness from the man in front of him.

"Allow me to introduce Colonel Jack O'Neill, leader of SG-1 and the man in charge of your debriefing. Captain, Dr. Samantha Carter, second in command of SG-1, Dr. Daniel Jackson, also with SG-1 and Teal'c the final member of SG-1."

"Colonel O'Neill, Captain Carter, Dr. Jackson, Teal'c, it's an honor to meet the man who was brave enough to defy a god," Bo greeted each in turn.

Bowing his head in acknowledgement, Teal'c gave a small smile of approval at the human's words. "As I am honored to meet you," he rumbled in his deep bass.

"Alright kids, now that the howdy-do's are out of the way, what do ya say we get this show on the road," Jack suggested in his usual joking manner.

Grinning back at the older man, Bo had a feeling he was going to like this guy. "Okay, what's first?"

"Well first you have to be checked out in the infirmary. Don't worry Bo, it's standard procedure. After that we'll show you to your quarters and then if you're up to it, we'll begin the debriefing."

"Sounds good to me Colonel."

Three hours later, and Bo was meeting up with the members of SG-1 in an unused conference room. Stepping into the room, he automatically looked around the room, taking note of where the exits were. Taking a seat nearest the door, he noticed the stranger sitting across from him and wondered why he was wearing a sneer.

"Bo Duke, this is Colonel Harry Mayborne, he will also be involved in the debriefing. However, I will be in charge," Jack told him, though it seemed he was reminding the other Colonel rather than Bo.

"Colonel Mayborne," Bo greeted the other man cautiously.

"Mr. Duke," Colonel Mayborne replied, his voice sounding cold and unfriendly.

"Okay Bo, first things first. How did you first come into contact with the Gou'ld Ocasta?"

"I was in a cave, searching for a little boy that was lost and there was an earthquake..." Bo explained, sitting back in his chair several minutes later and waiting for questions.

"That's all very interesting, but hardly the information we need. Mr. Duke, where exactly is this cave that you spoke of?" Mayborne asked.

"Told you, it's in Hazzard, well not in town of course. It's at the eastern end of Bronson's Canyon, if you can even get into it. That's why I found that room at all, after the quake my way out was blocked off and I was searching for some other way out." Bo explained, his voice as cold as Mayborne's, not liking the other man at all.

"Alright and how important of a System Lord was this Ocasta?" Mayborne again asked the question, not giving anybody else a chance.

"He wasn't a System Lord Colonel, and I'm sure you've already been told that. Ocasta served other System Lords. When he stepped through the gate, it didn't take him long to find somebody to serve. A System Lord named Baal, mostly he spied on other System Lords, feeding Baal information and stirring up trouble for the others." Bo explained to the irritating Colonel sitting on the other side of the table.

"Do you really expect us to believe that Mr. Duke?"

"Alright that's enough Mayborne!" Jack yelled, slamming his hand down on the table. "If you're planning to sit here accusing this man of lying every time he opens his mouth, you can just leave now."

"You can't force me to leave Jack," Harry replied with a sneer.

"Teal'c," Jack said, ignoring Mayborne, "If he opens his mouth again, shoot him."

Nodding his head in acknowledgement, Teal'c looked pointedly at the other Colonel. Though you would never see it on his face, he enjoyed the look of fear on the other man's face. Such petty self-serving bureaucrats were to be found in all societies it seemed, and Teal'c had never had any use for them.

After several hours, Jack called a halt to the debriefing. Insisting that they all needed to rest, he ignored Mayborne's protest that they should continue. Giving Teal'c the task of escorting Bo about the base, knowing he would keep Mayborne from bothering the younger man, Jack headed off to see the General. Knocking on the General's door, Jack stepped inside without waiting for an invitation. "General, we need to talk," he stated without preamble.

"What is it Jack?"

"It's Mayborne sir, he insists on treating Bo as though he's still a Gou'ld. He can't seem to grasp the concept that the boy is a victim, not a criminal. I want him removed from the debriefing team, Sir."

"I'm sorry Jack, but I can't do that. Now before you say something we'll both regret, I will talk to him. In the meantime, I have some news."

"Sir?" Jack asked, relaxing and taking a seat in front of the desk.

"I've been doing some checking on Bo's family. Unfortunately his Uncle Jesse died a couple of years ago, however his cousins Luke and Daisy are still alive. In fact they are both living in Hazzard at the Duke farm, I'm sure Bo will be pleased to hear that. Now, Luke Duke was in the Marines and was involved in a couple of operations for special forces, so he has some experience with classified secrets. Daisy Duke has a Ph.D. in Ecology and has worked with the Pentagon on a couple of classified projects. No promises Colonel, and I don't want you to tell our guest yet, but I may be able to get them the necessary clearance. If I can, he may have to wait a month to go home, but perhaps he can see his cousins a bit sooner." General Hammond, finished delivering his news before leaning back in his chair, a satisfied grin on his face. It wasn't often he could surprise Jack O'Neill, and he always enjoyed it.

"I'm sorry sir, for what I was thinking," Jack clarified when he saw the confused look on his superior's face. "I should've known you'd be looking out for the boy."

"It's alright Jack, just don't tell me exactly what you were thinking, I'd hate to have to officially reprimand you. I'd like to take credit for it, but it was actually Jacob's idea. He pointed out that Bo would benefit from having somebody to talk to once he's home. He suggested that I should try to get clearance for at least one of his family members if I could. I just hope, I'll be able to, but not a word to him. After all he's been through I wouldn't want to get his hopes up, only to have it blow up in our faces."

"Yes sir, permission to share the first part of the news with Bo," Jack requested, rising to his feet and standing at attention.

"Permission granted, dismissed," General Hammond replied. "Oh and Jack," the General called before he could leave, "try not to kill Mayborne. You wouldn't believe the paperwork involved."

"Yes sir, I'll remember that," Jack replied with a chuckle, leaving the office eager to share the news with their young guest.

TBC

A/N: I know Bo would actually be 40 years old at this point, however a host to a Gou'ld doesn't age. It is true that when the Gou'ld leaves the host the aging process catches up, but since we're talking about only 15 years I'm assuming it wouldn't be that noticible. The fact he looks younger is why they will tend to think of him as young.

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