The normal thing to do at this point is to have a rather touching scene with Havoc and his father hug and there are lots of exclaiming "aw's". People who watch enough soap operas would think that. Even Jack began to silently hum a touching melody, coming from many hours spent with too much time and too many channels. That was not what happened. Havoc shrugged and walked out of the room, slapping the trunk of the car. The shocks hissed and the frame snapped, sending parts all over the floor. Havoc's father stared after his son and sighed, shaking his head.

"That boy… I don't even know what to say to him…" He groaned, running a hand through his hair. He didn't look a day older than Havoc, but that was probably because he died around Havoc's age. Oma looked over Daniel's shocked expression. She shook her head.

"Zykard has promised to help his son and his friends in any way he can."

"Zy…what?" Mitchell struggled. Ancient names were getting more and more confusing.

"Just call me Zeke. I'm sure that'll make things a little easier."

"Wait a minute! Hold it!" Daniel screamed. Everyone stared down at him.

"Would someone please give me a damn answer? None of this makes any sense!"

"What do you want to know?" Zeke asked, staring down a very confused Daniel. They had adjourned to the briefing room, and Daniel couldn't hold in his frustration any longer.

"What's going on…? I want the whole story."

"Ah… that is complexes story my friends. …One that will take quite a while to construct a narrative… so listen up. The Ancients were a race of advanced humans, who were ruled by a council of elders. These elders were the people who ruled over the others and made the guidelines for living in their little world. They learned that they could use Ascension as a weapon against the Wraith. They started the Ascended soldier program and learned that they could create a better world for themselves. They saw interest in my son, in particular…"

"Why Havoc?" Teyla asked. Zeke looked up at her.

"Every Ascended being has a dedicated part of their DNA that holds the Repository of Ancient knowledge. With this, we store the knowledge in a separate part of ourselves, like a flash drive."

"…Because his storage is improved…"

"No! Quite the opposite! He can't hold the knowledge, but it made room for another anomaly. He can't retain the ancient genes, but he can hold a significantly bigger amount of Ascended DNA. This offered them with a new take on evolution…"

"…So while Havoc was killing badies, they were keeping score… bastards…"

"Havoc has an extremely complex DNA structure. These evolutions were based on the Three Sorrows of Life: revelation, betrayal, and finally, loss. He suffered revelation when his base programming took the form of an Ori Prior, and he suffered betrayal when you fired your guns at him."

"We were merely trying to sedate him!" Teyla yelled. Zeke stared at her eyes. He saw her anger at the statement of them betraying Havoc. A spark of amusement flared behind his eyes.

"But you just beamed down and shot at him without one word? To him, you were shooting to kill and he defended himself. You humans don't think!" Everyone stayed quiet, guilty of the charge of a lack of common sense. The Atlantis people looked even guiltier, due to the fact that they thought it was a brilliant plan. Zeke looked at them all like he was scolding his children.

"What triggers the last evolution?" McKay asked, staring more at the glistening table top than the Ascended parent.

"Havoc will have to lose the one thing he loves above all else. So I suggest that you all try to keep distant from him."

"What!"

"You heard me right, boy! If you neglect to show friendship, you'll effectively keep his levels and chances of final evolution down. I know it sounds heartless, but bode with me, it's for the best. I'll oversee my son from now on, but keep this in mind… Whether you think you're helping him, you might hurt him more than he has ever been…"

Teyla stood outside Havoc's room. The soldier had eluded her and the others, but that didn't really surprise her when she considered that he could jump from any point in existence to another at will. He might not even be on Earth right now if he didn't want to be. His relationship with the others was mainly based on the honor system. It might not mean much, but when someone gnaws and tears off their own arm to save you, all worries tends to dissipate rather quickly.

Teyla thought about Havoc. She had been feeling mixed emotions around the ascended man for sometime. If she didn't tell him about her confusing emotions, then she might just go on living with a swirl of mixed messages running rampant through her mind for quite a while. Havoc had been more than willing to protect her along with the rest of human kind. Maybe he would share in her feelings? Or maybe he just wanted to preserve life in general. It couldn't hurt to try.

She reached up a slightly uneasy hand and knocked on the cold metal. She detected movement. A shadow passed over the light coming from within and the tumblers in the door clicked open. It swung wide and Havoc stood at the doorway. He looked down at her and smiled, making Teyla feel warm inside.

"Hello Teyla. Can I help you with anything?" He asked; head slightly tilted in his own way.

"I am not interrupting anything, am I?" she asked.

"I was just attempting an Ancient form of meditation. It won't take but a minute. Would you come in?" He said, stepping aside. Teyla walked into what could pass as one of Daniel Jackson's puzzles. Slabs of ancient text riddled the shelves, lines of equations she could even imagine to understand scrolled up and down the walls. A diagram of the stargate was embedded in the wall above the bed.

"What meditation did you speak of…?"

Havoc sat down on the ground and crossed his legs. Teyla did the same.

"The Ancients formed a type of binding contract to all humans. If they could meditate on their own existence long enough, they could ascend."

"But you have already…?"

"They cut me off from their discussions when I betrayed them. Hopefully, I can eavesdrop on them. Other than the obvious usage, I believe it clears the mind rather nicely." Teyla sighed and closed her eyes. Maybe she could eavesdrop on Havoc's conversation, too. To learn more about him. His actions in the past made her wonder how powerful his connection to the ascended really was. She felt his connection was dim, but oddly unguarded. She tried to listen. Her soul was dumped into the abyss of the Ascended world.

Teyla hid behind a tree. Her mind had emerged in a woody area, similar to other worlds she had been to. She spotted Havoc, walking amongst trees and birds. His aura was surprisingly powerful, tongues of flame arching off. He stopped at an old tree. Its branches were wore and warped. He ran a hand down the side of the tree. A figure appeared behind him. It was covered in a shroud of silver and black. A voice like Shadow Havoc garbled out.

"Whom do you seek?" Havoc turned to him.

"You, Anubis… What could I have to do with you?"

"You are mistaken… I am not simply Anubis… I am…" Anubis leaned forward. Havoc stared into the hood. Teyla couldn't see what was inside. Havoc's eyes grew wide. He turned around and spotted Teyla standing in half shadow. He snarled and dove at her, but not angrily. His eyes were clear…

…He was afraid.

When Havoc got to her, she had seen the look in his eye. He stooped over her and spoke three words before she blacked out.

"Redemption is neigh…"

Teyla woke up, but Havoc was gone. A few of the Ancient texts in the room were broken. A note hung on the wall, repeating his last words to her. A scorch mark left by his shoddy ring platform technique was on the floor.

Redemption is neigh…