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Sam and her friends were sitting in the grass in the courtyard of Kiamo Ko. Elphaba and Fiyero were also there, relaxing in the sun. Off to the side was Elphaba's enchanted broom.
"Any luck yet?" Sam asked her mother.
Elphaba shook her head. "I can't find the spell we used to take you to the other world and I can't find a spell to restore Teal'c's immune system. At least not yet."
"If you need any help," Daniel said, his offer apparent.
Elphaba nodded. "I could actually use some help. There's a lot of text to go through," she said.
Chistery suddenly flew in, looking very distressed. "Chis, what's wrong?" Fiyero asked as the Flying Monkey landed.
"Miss Glinda! Trouble!" he exclaimed in his limited vocabulary.
"Where?" Elphaba demanded, rising to her feet.
"East!" came the answer.
"Fae you can't," Fiyero said. "You don't have your disguise and someone could recognize you."
"I don't care. My best friend is in trouble!" she snapped.
"Sam wait!" Cameron yelled.
Everyone turned and saw Sam rocketing into the sky on Elphaba's broom. She had a P-90 in her hand that Cameron had brought out to clean. Elphaba watched as her daughter expertly guided the broom through the air.
"You taught her well," Daniel said.
"I never taught her how to fly," Elphaba returned.
"She's a natural," Cameron said.
"We have to help her," Elphaba said.
"I go! I go! I go!" Chistery declared and took off into the sky, several of his brethren joining him.
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Sam felt the rush of joy as she soared through the air, the wind rushing across her body and through her hair. She smiled and a laugh escaped her throat. She forced herself to remember what she had to do and turned the broom eastward. She took the safety off the P-90 and lowered herself closer to the ground.
She frowned as she looked ahead. In the distance she could see sunlight reflecting off of something shiny. She accelerated and began to make out several green and gold uniforms towering over a prone figure in a silver dress. Her eyes hardened and she slowly decelerated as she came closer.
She fired off several shots and the Gale Force members looked up. Their eyes widened in fear and shock. They began running as fast as they could towards the Yellow Brick Road. Sam smiled in faint satisfaction and landed.
She hurried over to the figure, gun and broom in hand. She set the broom down and checked the figure's pulse. She sighed in relief when she felt one. After a quick check to make sure nothing was broken, Sam rolled the figure over. Blonde curls fell away from the beautiful face of Glinda the Good. At that moment Chistery and his companions landed on the ground.
"Take her back Chistery," Sam said. The Flying Monkeys carefully picked Glinda's unconscious form up and rose into the air. Sam picked up the broom and was about to follow when a streak of light shot past her and impacted a nearby tree, causing it to splinter and shatter.
Sam whirled around and her eyes widened in horror. A metal clad figure stomped out of the forest, a falcon helmet hiding the face. A staff weapon identical to Teal'c's was aimed at Sam. Several more Jaffa appeared from the forest.
Sam raised her gun and emptied a clip at them. The first Jaffa fell to the ground, dead. Sam didn't waste anymore time and leapt onto the broom. She rose high into the air and flew as fast as the broom could back to Kiamo Ko.
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"There she is!" Fiyero exclaimed, relief in his voice.
Sam landed gracelessly and rolled onto the grass, her chest rising and falling rapidly. SG-1 was immediately at her side. "You okay?" Cameron asked.
"Are you hurt?" Elphaba demanded.
Sam sat up, getting her breathing under control. "I'm fine," she finally said. "But we have a bigger problem."
"We know. The Gale Force was attacking Glinda," Fiyero said. "Chistery told us," he explained at her confused look.
Sam shook her head. "It's worse than just the Gale Force," she said. She rose to her feet and brushed herself off quickly.
"What could be worse than being stranded on some strange world with no apparent way home?" Cameron demanded.
"When you find out that there are Goa'uld on said world as well," Sam answered.
"What?" her three friends exclaimed in shock and disbelief.
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A figure stood with their back to the door of the room as they looked out over the Emerald City. A knock sounded on the door. "Enter," a feminine sonorous voice commanded curtly.
An armored Jaffa walked in and knelt down. "Forgive the intrusion my queen, but we have just received a report from the western part of this land."
"And?"
"The patrol there encountered a female who flew on a broom."
The figure snorted. "That does not concern us," she growled.
"The female is said to be blonde and carry a weapon of the Tauri," the Jaffa went on, looking up at the woman.
She slowly came into view, the light illuminating her chin length red hair. "You are certain of this?"
"Yes my queen," the Jaffa said.
The woman smiled cruelly. "This is most unexpected…" she murmured. "We did not think that we would ever see Carter again…"
"Your orders?"
"Keep watch for now," she said. "We have a special surprise for her…"
"Yes Hathor," the Jaffa said and left the room.
Hathor smiled as she gazed west. You will soon suffer for what you have done to us my dear, she thought silently. She made her way over to a bookshelf and scanned the titles. She soon found what she was looking for and pulled the book down. She walked over to another bookshelf and tipped one of the books. The shelf slid back revealing a large room full of strange herbs and smells.
Hathor walked in and opened the book on a table. She flipped to the page she wanted and began making a strange concoction in a large black cauldron. It soon began steaming and bubbling as ingredients were added.
There was a sudden flash of light. As her vision cleared, Hathor saw an elegantly dressed man standing in the middle of the room, his black hair slicked back. He wore black boots, black pants, a white shirt underneath a cream colored vest, and a black tailcoat. A black cape hung over his shoulders. The Goa'uld queen had to admit that he looked handsome.
The man bowed to her. "Mistress," he said.
"What is your name?" she asked.
"Braedon," he answered.
"You are aware of your mission?" she asked.
"Yes my queen."
"Good. Then go and bring us the one called Samantha Carter."
"It shall be done," he said. He vanished in a flash of light.
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"So if a Goa'uld is here, who is it?" Cameron asked that night.
"Beats me," Sam said.
"From what Elphaba and Fiyero have told me, it seems likely that this Goa'uld is a female," Daniel said.
"Okay, but how did it get here?" Sam asked.
"Perhaps this Goa'uld possesses a similar power to Elphaba's," Teal'c suggested.
"Could be," Sam agreed. She yawned and stretched. "In any case, sleep depriving ourselves over this isn't going to help any."
Cameron looked at her in surprise. "Usually Teal'c and I have to drag you and Jackson off to bed. You sure you're okay?"
She shrugged. "Still have a bit of a headache from that concussion I got," she said. "That and I've been having some pretty bizarre dreams."
"What about?" Daniel asked.
She shook her head. "Can't really remember. But they're only dreams," she said with a shrug. She rose to her feet and made her way to her room. She closed the door and yawned, suddenly feeling extremely exhausted. Without even changing she collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.
Braedon stepped out of the shadows and closed the door. He locked it with a wave of his hand and walked over to the sleeping form of Sam. He smiled, but it was neither warm nor loving. He gently turned her over and kissed her on the lips. Her brow furrowed and she began twitching every so often. He grinned and picked her up, vanishing in a flash of light as she dreamed.
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Sam opened her eyes and frowned in confusion. She was atop the tallest tower in the Emerald City and was wearing a beautiful white dress, the silk comfortable against her skin. She looked around, trying to figure out where she was.
"There is no escape," a voice said.
She spun around and found herself face-to-face with a dark haired stranger. "Who are you? Where am I?" she demanded.
"I am Braedon," he said. "The man of your dreams."
She shook her head. "No. This isn't right," she said as he closed the distance between them. She was suddenly in his arms, his face inches from her own.
"This is everything you want," he whispered seductively in her ear. "Surrender to your dreams Samantha, and they can come true. Forget about your old life."
Sam shook herself and pulled away. "No. You can't be real. Something's wrong," she insisted.
"Open up your mind Samantha. Surrender yourself to your fantasies. You know you don't want to fight this. Let your mind go; let it enter a strange new world. Turn your thoughts towards me," he said, his voice slightly hypnotic.
"N…no," she stammered. "This…this isn't real," she said.
"Surrender to me Samantha. Only then can you truly be alive." He once again was holding her in his arms.
She struggled to pull free. "Now I know this isn't real," she said. "If you did truly love me, you'd've let me go. What's more, I don't even know you. You aren't the man of my dreams."
His face darkened. "This would've gone easier for you if you had cooperated," he snarled. He viciously backhanded her.
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Sam jerked awake, holding the side of her face. She slowly shook her head. "Weird," she muttered. She sat up and looked around, a pit of dread growing in her stomach as she looked at her surroundings. "Not good," she muttered.
"We are pleased to see you once more," a familiar voice said.
Sam slowly turned and involuntarily backed up against a wall. "No way…" she stammered. "You're dead! I saw O'Neill throw you into that cryogenic chamber!"
"Indeed you did," Hathor growled. "But we somehow managed to open a portal to this world. We were quite pleased that some of our Jaffa came with us."
"So what do you want from me?" Sam asked, looking for some sort of escape route. She silently cursed when she found none.
"Revenge," Hathor hissed. She began chanting softly as Braedon appeared behind her, a cruel smile on his face. Sam frowned as a sudden, sharp stabbing pain ripped through her. She gasped as the pain repeated itself, this time more intense. The pain slowly and steadily increased, forcing Sam down to the floor. A cry suddenly issued from her throat as she was overcome by darkness.
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"Sam!" Daniel exclaimed, jerking awake. He leapt to his feet and threw the door open, waking Teal'c and Cameron. The archaeologist tore down the hall towards Sam's room, his two companions close behind.
He burst through the door and looked frantically around for his friend. "What's wrong?" Cameron asked with a yawn.
"Sam's gone," Daniel said. "The Goa'uld took her."
Hathor lives! Sam's in trouble! And now you must review! Things are getting interesting so please review! All I want are readers AND reviewers. A review can take less than fifteen seconds; I've done it before. Please?