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Part 2, Who?

-Day 1-

-Planet Neeria-

-?-

The first thing I notice is a muttering in my head. Is that normal? The oddest thing is realizing I'm unconscious, but about to wake up. My eyes open, and I'm laying down on a bed. I feel dizzy, but that seems to ease as soon as I think about it. As I sit up, I notice two men. The first seems to be a very old man with wispy white hair. He's hunched over and heavily leaning on a cane. One lens is strapped to his right eye. The second man seems to be late twenties, and he seems tall compared to the first man. By their stance, they appear to be friendly.

The old man smiles. "I'm Doctor Thom and this is my assistant, Ichard. You and your friends came through the great ring in need of help."

As I look around, I realize I'm not the only one on a bed, though the rest are asleep. Two men to my right wear the same beige outfit I do. Could they be uniforms? Both have brown hair, but one is light brown. There is also a woman, though she seems to be wearing her own thing. On my left are two others, both wearing the same green clothes. The man has two lenses over his eyes, being held by some type of metallic or plastic device. The word glasses come to mind. The woman has short blonde hair. As I approach her, I notice she is bandaged.

Thom continues before I can ask about her. "You may return to the Tok'ra as soon as you wish. I am certain they know more how to help you than we do."

What? I turn to him. "Tok'ra?"

"Yes, your people."

Well, at least now I know that the Tok'ra are a people, but now I wonder, why don't I know that?

I hesitate before asking, "Who are the Tok'ra?"

Thom frowns slightly. "A blended people who fight the Goa'uld." His frown disappears. "The humans share their bodies with creatures called symbiotes."

Should I know this? "What is a symbiote?"

I believe he refers to me, says a sudden voice in my head, which causes me to jump.

I touch my head briefly. Where is he? Were you the one muttering in my head earlier?

I was merely thinking to myself.

I nod slightly before looking back to Thom, still wondering exactly what a symbiote is and where it is in me. "I think he spoke."

Thom nods slightly and gives a look to Ichard, who starts checking me over.

I can take care of my host on my own, Symbiote thinks in annoyance. He doesn't have to take your pulse! Your pulse is fine!

Shush. You're giving me a headache.

Thom picks up some papers. "You don't remember the Tok'ra?"

"No."

"Do you remember your name?"

"It's..." Uh...what is my name? Symbiote, what is my name?

I have no idea. I don't even know my own name. All I know is that you are my host.

I keep frowning. "I don't know." This is depressing.

Don't worry, Symbiote thinks which is followed by a warmth that seems to send vibrations through my skin.

I look at my arm, which feels quite wonderful right now, along with the rest of me. Are you doing that?

There is a sense of pride before the answer. I wanted to make you feel better. Think of it as a hug.

I like your hugs.

Thank you.

Thom continues, "There is something else you need to know."

I look to him. "Yes?"

He seems to hesitate. "We do not know exactly what happened while you were captured, but it seems the symbiotes were removed."

That makes no sense.

Then why am I in your head? Symbiote thinks, which tells me where he is.

Thom continues, "The symbiotes were dying..."

Symbiote suddenly feels sad. I wish I could hug him.

"...and that man-" Thom points to the light brown haired man. "-told us they needed to go back, but we didn't know who went where...so we guessed."

What?

Or maybe you are not my host, Symbiote thinks.

to be continued...