Everyone could just watch as Havoc fell backwards, a stream of blood arching from his forehead. His eyes blanked out and closed as he hit the ground. Teyla screamed. Sheppard swore and reached for a firearm. Rodney even looked pissed, ripping out his 9mm. Landry and Daniel rushed up to Havoc. Jack and Hammond looked at the NID agent. Sam was in shock, Teal'c and Vala staring wide eyed at Havoc's body. The agents smiled.

"The guys upstairs will just love to see what this guy's insides are like… Maybe even find a viable defense against our new "Ancient problem"…" Before he could finish, Sheppard and Rodney had fired a volley of shots. The man leapt away and took cover. He laughed. "I see… He was a friend. Too bad. Maybe his corpse can be sent back after tests are done!"

"Whose corpse, now?"

Everyone watched as Havoc stood back up. He held a bloody bullet in his hand, the ugly bruise left by the projectile already healing on his forehead. The humans were in shock when Havoc shook his head and coughed. The titan had already been shot, cut, drowned, blown up, and lost a total of 2 gallons of blood. It was everyone's idea that after all that, Havoc would at least be close to death. Not true in his case, where the application of death merely meant a six month nap.

The NID man signaled his friends, who burst through the wreckage of the front doors in vans. Havoc blinked. The van closest to him stopped and lifted off the ground. In a feat of telekinetic marvel, he used the vehicle as a giant marble, knocking two more of the black vans into a wall, making them blossom in a mushroom cloud of fire. Havoc looked back at the humans and snapped his fingers. A shimmering dome of light surrounded them. The two generals disappeared. Jack and the others remained. Havoc swore in Ancient. He apparently had enough energy to make a shield and teleport two people back to the SGC, but not enough for a few more people. A rain of bullets rattled against the ionized light. The shield flickered. They had maybe a minute or two before Havoc would be drained of all energy for the next ten hours.

The group got closer, so Havoc could narrow the shield. They looked around. Havoc noticed that Oma was gone. Daniel caught his gaze.

"She said something about getting some backup…?" he yelled, shrugging. Havoc snorted. It wasn't likely any of the Ancients would help him now. Not after his "mishap" that got him kicked out of their utopia. Havoc and the group ran in the bubble, past angered NID agents and into the parking lot. Jack looked around.

"We need some wheels." He and Havoc eyed a black limousine in the remaining parking spot. Havoc smiled and dashed forward. They grouped around the limo as Havoc brushed a hand on the door. The lock clicked and the doors sprung open. He ushered the humans in the limo until Jack started to get in the driver seat.

"Excuse me? What the hell are you doing?" Havoc inquired, hand on the roof. The shield flickered. They had 16 seconds. Jack looked up at him.

"If we're running for our lives in Washington traffic, I want someone who knows what their doing." Havoc was about to argue when a bullet whizzed past his head. The shield flickered and died.

"You make a very persuasive argument, Jack." Havoc said, jumping over the roof of the car and diving into the front passenger seat. The doors slammed shut and the car roared into life. Havoc leaned a head out the window and tried to fire an energy pulse at the remaining cars. A spark jumped from his finger, but nothing else. He swore as he leaned back in and Jack floored it. NID vans chased after them. Jack swore. 200 yards up the only road was a blockade of NID operatives. Havoc shook his head. These guys were really persistent. He tapped Jack's arm.

"Go… Floor it!" He yelled. Jack slammed a foot down on the gas. The limo shot forward.

"I hope you have a plan!"

"Never do!"

Havoc closed his eyes. The front of the car began to glow blue and rainbows of sparks danced. The car sped up. NID agents pulled guns. Havoc concentrated harder. A vein stuck out on his neck. He desperately willed himself to scrounge up more energy. The limo hit 50 MPH. Havoc groaned. A trickle of blood dripped from his nose. Jack gassed it further. The bullets from the agents' guns peppered the front of the car. Havoc groaned.

"Need more speed…" he whispered. Jack swore and turned the car around. The people in the back started yelling as they all hit one side. Jack gassed it in the opposite direction. Havoc snarled. The car sped up to 54 MPH. The NID gave chase. The car's wheels began to glow and spark blue. The NID gained on them. Jack looked at the speedometer. They hit 70 miles per hour. He reached down and shifted gears. The world was a blur.

"Let's see if you bastards can do 90…" The car jolted forward. The road was close to an end. Jack yelled.

"If you're gonna pull a miracle out of your ass, do it now!" The car hit 88mph. Havoc's eyes flared open. White beacons covered his pupils. A hyperspace window tore open in front of them. The car disappeared into the abyss. The window closed, leaving a set of bushes by the road on fire. The NID vans crashed into each other.

Hammond and Landry stood in the control room. Walter fell out of his chair. The two generals had just appeared in a stream of light. They looked around and looked down at Walter. Before anyone could say anything, the sound of tearing metal screeched through the air. They looked over the side of the windows into the Gate room. A black limousine had slammed into the side wall. A hyperspace window snapped shut above them. Jack stepped out. The back door opened and SG-1 and SGA-1 stepped single file from the car. Havoc leaned out of the window and puked on the floor. He gagged and slapped the roof.

"I'd prefer a jumper any day… bleah…."

Oma Desala appeared in a bright light. Havoc saw her and fell out of the car. He stood and tilted his head.

"Did you find backup? Or did they tell you to go to hell, too?" Oma smiled.

"I was looking for someone who had the exact same energy signature yours. That way, when you evolve again, we will be able to stop you from killing innocent people." Havoc snorted.

"No one I knew, not even my brothers had the same energy signature as me!"

"Except one other person…" Oma finished. A second figure appeared on the ramp of the Gate. Everyone saw what he was, but Teyla knew who he was. Teyla thought she was looking at an older version of Havoc, minus the scar. His hair was much wilder than Havoc's, but it didn't have as much silver in it, nor did it stick up. There was detectable stubble around the chin, showing a lack of a decent shave, even for an Ascended person. The eyes were a deep green. He wore a white trench coat and a red shirt with jeans. He snorted when he looked over Havoc.

"Is this what my son has become? This is much more obscure than I first thought."

Havoc froze.

"Who are you…?" Havoc could indeed sense an energy signature that was like his own. If those two energies mixed, they would cancel out each other. Havoc didn't think about that now, just the man standing before him. The visitor glared down at Havoc.

"Is that anyway to say hello to your father?"