My thanks to ILR for his/her review and I appreciate it.
The first few chapters where just to paint the situation. And no Sam wasn't raped but more will be explained in later chapters.
6
Lantash and Sam are walking through the corridors of the mothership. It's been a few days since that faithful night and they have decided that it's best for them to make their escape together and thus for Lord Heka to leave the stage. The ship has landed on one of the planets occupied by the Goa'uld. It's a planet mostly covered by forest and the few villages around are simple and small. The perfect planet to try to get to the Stargate. Especially because the Stargate is located on the other side of the planet at some sacred altar. Sam looks at the man next to her and frowns lightly. She still doesn't understand their 'symbiotic relationship' completely but during the past days it has become obvious to her that there are two different men inside that one body. The Goa'uld she had thought to have been Lord Heka actually was the Tok'ra symbiote Lantash. He had control all the time since those snakes of the Goa'uld supressed their hosts.
'Just act like the concubine you have been acting the past few weeks. You were very convincing and even I believed you', Lantash mutters softly. Sam rolls her eyes, finally allowed to be herself again. 'Of course you believed me. You were a petty, arrogant parasite. If we humans can do one thing very well it's lying to each other', she replies. They try to stroll through the ship at such a relaxed pace that it appeared as an afternoon stroll to onlookers. Sam hears voices of slaves somewhere ahead of her and she hears the giggling of women. In her experience women have some kind of radar to see through lies and deceive. Just before the women round the corner ahead of them she gasps the clothes of Lantash and pulls him towards her. 'Just go with the flow', she whispers and she pushes her lips onto his. From the corner of her eye she watches as the slaves spot them and look amused. Lantash certainly goes with the flow as he realizes what she is doing and he pins her to the wall while his hands dig in her clothes. He kisses her passionately as the women are walking past them whispering about their Lord and the whore. Sam doesn't feel the looks of women or their whispers. She is feeling the hungering hands of the Tok'ra and his soft, demanding lips onto hers.
As soon as their moment of passion began, just as fast has it passed. Lantash takes a step back as soon as the women are out of earshot. He doesn't even look at her but he starts marching down the hall with Sam right on his heels.
'Did you really had to be that rude and run off?', Martouf patronizes his symbiote.
'Of course I did, my friend. Didn't you feel the urge to rip her clothes of her body?', Lantash replies.
'Is it her connection to our former mates? Is that what has drawn us to her from the very beginning?'
'I think so. And that is why I ran. We don't know anything about her or these Tauri. Let us first see what kind of people they are before we start to go down that road.'
'They are closing in our position', Martouf is in control now that they are in the forest and free from spying eyes. They have been switching more regularly. 'No shit Sherlock', Sam mutters exhaustedly. 'What gave it away? Their horns or their elephant marching?' The man in front of her looks puzzled. 'I don't know this Sherlock you are speaking of. But we must hurry if we want to make it to the Stargate.' The Stargate isn't far away and they start to run again. Sam is panting a bit. The few weeks in captivity haven't been good for her condition. As an Airforce officer she is expected to be in impeccable condition at all times and there running from Goa'ulds and other enemies during the past year has changed her into a marathon runner. She shouldn't had to have so much trouble in keeping up with the Tok'ra, but she feels her body failing more and more often. Just at the moment she thinks her lungs are bursting from all the running they get to the edge of a clearing. In the middle of the clearing are altars of various sizes. On top of those altars are different kinds of offerings. Fruits, vegetables, game and even human body parts on the one nearest to the Stargate. But the most unsettling sight is the ten Jaffa standing in front of the Stargate with their weapons raised. There is simply no way the two of them can get through the gate without serious injury. They lower to the ground, all three of them deep in thought and ponder their options. Some distance behind them the horns and marching feet of more Jaffa are approaching.
'I don't know what you are doing captain, but isn't it time to go?', a whispering voice behind them makes Lantash and Sam spin around. Behind them are colonel O'Neill, Daniel and Teal'c. 'Thank god you are here, colonel', Sam sights with obviously relief. Martouf looks reserved and is on high alert with these new Tauri. 'I don't think you want thank their god Sam', Daniel says. 'Because the god this Goa'uld is impersonating is the god of magic. And if he really was the god of magic he just made sure you would be his prisoner for all entirety.' 'Thanks Daniel, that was a bit more information than I needed but thank you guys for coming. Perhaps it's time to leave now', Sam whispers. At that moment the Stargate starts to spin and another small party of Jaffa is entering the wormhole. The Jaffa in the middle is in full uniform and the head of a snake is beaming in the sunlight. 'My master shall speak to Lord Heka', the newcomer states. 'Jaffa Kree!' The guards at the gate are baffled and just stare at the group in front of them for a second. 'This taking too long', the serpent head sights and he raises his staff weapon. It just takes a few blows and the guards are dead on the ground. The man retracts his helmet and the former first prime of the Goa'uld Apophis appears. 'Be careful Tauri we don't know…', Martouf starts to say but he is interrupted by colonel O'Neill who jumps to his feet and jogs towards the old man. 'Perfect timing Bra'tac, it just…", he is wacked over the head with a swift movement of Bra'tacs hand. 'What were you thinking hm, hm!', he spits at the soldier. 'You are lucky we were able to come and rescue you.' O'Neill raises his eyebrows. 'We didn't need rescuing old man.' The bickering comes to an end when the others are reaching the Stargate. 'It is good to see you alive captain Carter', Bra'tac says delighted while he gestures one of his men to start dialling. His eyes dart toward the Tok'ra and his eyes narrow at the sense of the man's symbiote. He starts to raise his weapon but is stopped by Sam. 'It's okay master Bra'tac. These are Martouf and Lantash and they claim to be part of something called the Tok'ra.' This triggers a kind of Pavlov reaction in Daniel and he opens his mouth to start speaking. 'Perhaps we all first go through the Stargate and then have a major bitch fight about who is who and why we did what we did?', O'Neill says while he points toward the small army of Jaffa who are now getting in sight. Without another word the men and woman jump through the wormhole to live another day.
