You Found Him Where?
by Starsinger
Okay, I was seriously worried there; I had lost Ares, and couldn't figure out where I put him. Now, I know, and it's probably the last place anyone would look to find him. So, here we go again, I don't own most of these characters, and if Stargate wants any of the ones that I did create, they're more than welcome to them.
The pyramid was impressive, even by her own jaded eye. The slight swelling of her belly had increased substantially the past few weeks, making her wonder just how many young she carried. Queens, they needed more Queens! Marina sighed as she felt Jacob put his arm around her shoulders, whispering encouragement into her ear. She still wore the simple clothing of the Tok'ra, her hair placed in a simple French braid running down her back. Here she was a supplicant; she could make no demands, just make her case and hope they responded positively.
Brae'tac opened the doors to the council chamber and bowed, "Lady, they're ready for you."
Marina smiled fondly at the Master. He had flatly stated that if he had been young enough, he would be the first to volunteer to carry the Tok'ra young. She simply requested that she teach them and their new hosts what he taught his Jaffa. He smiled as he gladly accepted her request. She entered the council room and bowed to the members, homage they clearly did not expect, and took a deep breath, "Honored Councilors, my name is Chauinaya, and it is the name which I choose to use now. In the past I was known as Athena."
Marina glanced at Jacob, his steady eyes giving her courage, "I come before you not as a Queen, but as a supplicant. I carry young who will need Jaffa for guidance and courage. I clearly cannot command any of you or your constituents to do so. It would be wrong, against everything I have come to believe. So, I ask, to present my petition to those you represent, and contact Masters Brae'tac and Teal'c when you are done. They will coordinate the effort needed when the time comes," she took a deep cleansing breath, waiting.
The room erupted as debate began among the members of the council. Teal'c stood, looking around, "I understand your concern," he said. "I volunteer to be the first to accept a young symbiote. I will convey your message to my friends," he ended, with a bow.
Thank you, she mouthed as she turned toward the door and made her way out, Jacob followed. The bright sunlight outside made her squint. "You'll be entering the birthing tub soon," a voice sounded behind her.
"That's what they tell me," Marina said, not turning to meet the woman approaching. Her name was Kee'la; they said she had a special knack for Goauld litters.
"May I?" she asked, before she laid her hand on Marina's abdomen. She smiled, "You carry five Queens, and this is a very large litter."
Marina smiled, "Thank you, Kee'la," she replied. Jacob joined them as they headed off to a waiting shuttle to take them home.
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Daniel, Brae'tac, Sam, and Teal'c found themselves back in that blue house in Honey Grove. This time they were eating chicken salad sandwiches. "So, let me get this straight. You've been there twice and have observed only five people there, the same five people, both times?" Daniel sighed with frustration.
Emily nodded, her short brown hair moving with the effort of her head, "I'd say you'd need Immigration more than the ATF. Only one of them spoke English, and she has a British accent," she took a sip of her coffee. "She said she was hired to take care of the house and supervise the housekeeping staff. The man who hired her then disappeared and she hasn't seen him since."
"So, where did he go? Where is Ares?" Daniel asked.
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Addie admitted she'd never been to a brothel before, but when they said that it was created for women looking for a good time, she couldn't resist. It was also a chance to unwind. The institute where she had been interning had burned down three months ago, and she still searched for another internship.
So it had been quite a shock when she met up with "Ricardo" working in the brothel. He had been the hunky orderly at the institute, and now he was, well, acting differently, more, dominating. He wore black leather, from head to toe, and carried a whip. Addie eyed him for a few minutes before announcing that she needed to go outside for a minute.
Outside, she took a deep breath. Like all of the interns, she'd received a text message asking her to report the whereabouts of the "hunky" intern if she ran across him. So, she pulled out her phone and called the number she'd been given.
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Sam and Sarah showed up in Nevada, more than a little curious about Ares' new circumstances. "Are you sure about this?" Sam asked. "This seems a really strange place to find a Goauld."
"All Addie knew was that we were looking for Steve, not why," Sarah replied. Sam nodded as they approached the ranch. It looked like many of the other Brothels that dotted the area. They entered, and sure enough, there he was, lounging with some of the clients. The black leather showed his "product" off in perfect detail.
Sarah nearly choked while Sam turned away, catching the secretary's attention, "We need to talk to the owner about one of her people."
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The woman, Jeanie, eyed them wearily, "Look, I hear what you're saying, but he signed the contract. Ricardo is one of my most popular men."
"I bet," Sarah muttered under her breath, "look, let's come to a compromise. He is a mental patient, so any contract he signed could be declared null and void. Employ one of my people here to keep an eye on 'Ricardo'. Your clients will remain safe, and we'll have some peace of mind."
Jeanie nodded reluctantly, if he was as dangerous as they said he was…
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Marina relaxed in the birthing tub while priests hovered anxiously around her. Sam reported to her what they found. "So, Ares really has gone off the deep end, especially if he didn't recognize Addie. I just hope we're not doing that poor boy permanent damage."
"Is this anything like having a human baby?" Sam couldn't help but ask.
Marina chuckled, "I wouldn't know, I was a virgin until recently." One of the priests reached into the tub and soon announced that she was finished. All of the young were out. Marina pushed herself up as one of her attendants held up a towel. Sam noted with some amusement that it was one of the Tok'ra. Marina wrapped the towel around herself as she stepped out of the tub. "They've been treating me like I'm going to break, disappear, or something else that would be a complete disaster for them."
Jacob came up behind her and bussed her on the neck, "That's because they're afraid you will." His arms wrapped around her waist so tightly that her towel threatened to come undone. He turned her around to face him, a serious look on his face, "I know that this isn't traditional, but, will you marry me?"
Marina heard Sam's gasp, as she searched Jacob's eyes, his very soul, "Yes, I'll marry you." She leaned in close for another kiss, "As long as Sam doesn't mind…" her words trailed off as she was suddenly engulfed in a big hug.
"No, I don't mind," she said softly. Sam reached over and kissed her father's cheek. "I'm glad you finally worked up the nerve to ask!"
Jacob smiled as someone cleared their throat behind them. They turned as Brae'tac and Teal'c came into view. "I have good news," Brae'tac announced, bowing to Marina. "Upwards of one hundred Jaffa have come forward to volunteer for Tok'ra young, among them twelve women. Which is good, since the priests have counted seven Queens."
Marina grinned, "When it rains, it pours."
Sorry this took so long, I suddenly had the muses strike me for another story, and writer's block also struck me. Not by choice, mind you! See you next chapter!