Evinco

Sam was still in shock. Her own hand had planted the bomb that might have killed her friends. The whole of Bastet's planet had been wiped out under her command. She had put her own team in prison. And now everyone she cared about could be dead or dying. Hera's next plan was even worse. The pure loathing and evil in Hera frightened Sam and she had seen a lot. At times Sam wondered if the Goa'uld hatred would corrupt her soul, so even if she was freed, she would still want to kill her friends. Maybe they would be better off if she was dead.

Jack struggled awake from his 10 minute nap in Sam's lab as the klaxons blared yet again. As soon as he had figured out what he noise was, he jumped up and ran to the gateroom.

"Déjà vu all over again," he muttered.

"Tokra IDC sir"

"Open the iris sergeant."

The iris opened and all hell broke loose.

Staff fire came through and narrowly missed an airman. More followed and Hammond was ready to shut the iris when Jacob stumbled into the room. He had blood pouring down his face and was clutching his side.

Dozens of other Tokra, some Jack recognized, some who were completely strange, raced behind him, bleeding.

Jacob managed to croak one word before passing out. "Hera"

Over the course of a morning, the SGCs abilities were put to the test. Hammond wouldn't shut the iris until the steady stream of injured Tokra had stopped. By this time, several of Hera's Jaffa's had come through the gate. There were medics trying to help the wounded, soldiers trying to kill the enemy and the rest of the personnel looking on in dismay.

By noon, all the people who could be saved were in the infirmary and all the Jaffa were dead. SG1 had spent the time racing around, trying to help where they could. Sheets covered the bodies and the air was full with moans of the wounded.

Their first stop was Jacob, who had quickly regained consciousness. Janet assured them that he would survive and the team went to speak with him. The ex-general was pale, shaking and looked older than ever.

"It was her, my Sammie… she killed them all."

"Jacob, we need to know what happened."

"I was in the tunnels when the gate activated. I ran to it and… Jaffa were through the base killing everyone. I tried to run and get help but she was there. She said I was a fool and should have seen it coming. Then she stabbed me and the next thing I knew, I was running for the gate. My daughter tried to kill me."

When Sam was younger, she had read that there were only three basic emotions: love, hate and fear. Being a hopeless romantic, she believed that love could conquer all. Despite her years in the Air Force and other planets, that belief had stayed strong. Now she knew it was a lie. Hera had ploughed relentlessly through her mind and found the address for the Tokra homeworld. She had sent her Jaffa into the tunnels and waited for any survivors.

Jacob was the first one out. He hadn't looked worried because this was his daughter. Sam wasn't worried because she loved her father and thought that was enough to save him.

Hera had heard of Jacob and the hatred she felt for him was enough to wipe everything else out.

Sam had felt the hate and she couldn't get rid of it. It spread through her veins until she began to hate him. She hated him for not being able to save her.

And when her arm brought down the knife, she was glad.

Hera had used her hatred to make her stronger. When the few survivors fled through the gate, there was no need to follow.

As she went back to her 'home' Sam realized the truth. She had killed those people.

With that, Samantha Carter did the only thing she could to save her soul. She gave up.

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