Martoufz, thank you. Glad to hear from you again. You'll find out who's point of view it's from soon enough.
Charlie, thank you. I hope you continue to enjoy the story.

Part 3, Tags

-Planet Neeria-

-The Same ?-

Did Thom just say what I think he said?

Symbiote chuckles. We might be switched!

This is very serious.

I think the amnesia is more serious. If we didn't have that, I would know where I belonged.

True. I look at the blonde female again. "What happened to her?"

Thom answers as Ichard checks on everyone. "She was stabbed." He seems to sadden. "I didn't think I could save her."

For some reason that scares me. "You did."

Thom starts speaking but stops. He sighs briefly before continuing. "Actually I used a symbiote. It healed her."

One of me! Symbiote thinks.

Thom looks almost ashamed. "She lost so much blood, and she had trouble breathing. Nothing I was doing was working, and I wanted to save her."

"Is using a symbiote a bad thing?" I ask.

It would have put the symbiote at risk, Symbiote thinks as Thom gives basically the same answer. Especially since the symbiote was already dying.

Oh. Wow, that would be terrible, to get your memories back and learn your symbiote died in an attempt to save someone else. "How are they?"

"Her breathing has returned to normal, and the fever she was getting has disappeared. I believe they are both healing."

The man with brown hair wakes up, looking rather confused. The other woman has also woken up. She speaks first. "Where am I?"

I have a feeling she'll soon be asking herself "who am I?" I smile. "We came to this planet, and now it seems we have amnesia.

Her eyes widen. "I..." She frowns. "You're right. I don't know who I am."

Thom explains everything he explained to me.

The brown haired man's eyes glow. Woah!

I think his version of me just took over, my head friend thinks.

"We should have some type of identity on ourselves." The brown haired man's voice isn't human. Like the eye glow, it surprises me, yet seems normal.

I start searching myself. There is am amazing amount of pockets in my clothes, including pockets within pockets. I feel like giving up a few times, but find more pockets. There is one large pocket I keep searching. I am not finding anything, but I think there is something there. The other two males wake up during the search. I feel sorry for the one in beige. He's not blended, though I don't know how I know that, but I think he is supposed to be. I finally find a tag in the large pocket I've been searching and rip it out.

I do not think destroying our only clothes is wise, Symbiote thinks.

I give a mental cheer when I see names. You wouldn't have found it. "I know my name!"

The brown haired man's symbiote looks up to me. "What is your name?"

Actually I haven't read it yet, but I know it has my name on it. "I'm..." I look at the tag. "Martouf!" I exclaim. "I'm Martouf, and I have Lantash in my head."

It's better than Symbiote, but chances are, I'm not actually Lantash. I'll use it though. It's a nice enough name, 'Lantash' thinks.

The brown haired man's symbiote looks at his own pockets again. "Where did you get that?"

"It's a tag in the main pocket. I had to rip it out."

He rips something out and looks at it. "I'll be using the name Malek. My host is Amb." He frowned slightly in confusion. "Or am I Amb, and my host is Malek?"

"I think it's the first way," the female says as she finds her own tag. "Mine reads 'Freya/Anise.' I'm Freya."

The man with glasses wakes up and is given the same information. He frowns slightly as he searches himself. He finds a necklace. "I'm Daniel Jackson."

"All you?" Freya asks.

"Yeah." He touches the back of his head. "No one in here but me."

Again I know this is true, but I don't know how.

We can sense the others, 'Lantash' thinks.

We can?

Yes. Feel for it. You feel 'Malek,' 'Anise,' and the blonde female.

I pay attention and realize he is right. It's like a vibration in my blood, much different than 'Lantash's' earlier hug. It's neither good nor bad, but it's there and it's strong, mostly because I'm in a room with three symbiotes other than my own. Somehow I know what general direction the other symbiotes are in. The feel changes as I move around the room, moving farther or closer to said symbiotes. The sense I get from the blonde seems to be stronger than the others.

I agree, 'Lantash' thinks.

I move closer to her, wondering if she had a necklace like Daniel. I carefully search, hoping she doesn't wake up and get scared. I find a necklace and look over it. I can't read this.

It's English, 'Lantash' thinks.

Her name is English?

No, the writing is English. I can't read it either.

"Daniel, can you read this?"

Daniel comes over and looks at the necklace. "Samantha Carter."

The doctor explains some more things as I stay at her side.

You should sit and rest, 'Lantash' thinks. Standing next to her won't help her. Your legs are still healing.

I didn't even know they had been injured. No.

But-

She's very beautiful.

You can see her just as well from another bed.

I hate that she is injured.

It's a while before she wakes up. She looks confused as everyone else does and immediately touches her head.

-Samantha-

"There is something in my head." As soon as I say it, I feel a sense of rejection that isn't coming from me.

The man by my bed starts talking. "None of us have our memories, humans and symbiotes. Symbiotes are creatures that live in humans. That's what is in your head. That makes us Tok'ra, and we fight something called Goa'uld."

I'm not really sure what he means by these terms, symbiotes, Tok'ra, Goa'uld...but I don't think he really knows what he is talking about either.

"Your name is Samantha Carter," he continues.

Samantha's pretty, says what is in my head.

Um. Hello?

Hello Samantha. Am I to be called Carter?

Sure. I look to the man. "Who are you?"

"I'm Martouf." He glances down, still looking at me. "You were injured."

I look over and see I'm bandaged.

That wasn't easy to heal you know, 'Carter' thinks. You were very near death, and I was quite weak myself. Don't get stabbed again.

Her tone reminds me of that a scolding, but all I sense from her is the worry she felt for me. I don't remember getting stabbed, but I'll try to avoid it in the future.

Good.

I feel guilty when I realize she is still weak.

I'm healing myself quite well. I will be fine, she assures.

-Tok'ra Base-

-Selmak-

When I arrive at the base, I'm told to go to the meeting hall. It's nothing unusual in itself, but the Tok'ra give Jacob and I sympathetic looks as we walk there. That's rather worrying. When I get there I find there is a meeting between Garshaw, Kela'an, Teal'c, and members of the SGC that look familiar.

Why is Teal'c here without Sam or Daniel? Jacob questions in worry.

I give him control since I think this meeting is going to answer that question. He sits down. Garshaw looks to us. "SG1 and some members of the Tok'ra were on a peaceful mission."

I don't think it'll be ending peacefully. Ask which Tok'ra.

"Which Tok'ra?" Jacob asks.

"Lantash, Malek, Aldwin, and Anise."

Must have been some mission for Anise to willingly go on a mission with both Lantash and Malek. She doesn't get along with either of them very well.

Garshaw continues, "They, Samantha, and Daniel were captured by Olokun. Teal'c managed to escape."

Jacob resists frowning at this news, suddenly very worried. "Do we know anything else?"

"Olokun wanted to try something new to get information, then they disappeared."

That's disturbing.

"What did he want to do? Why did they disappear?" Jacob asks a bit quickly.

Garshaw hesitates briefly. "We don't know what he planned. He started his plans, but then they disappeared. It's possible they could have escaped, but neither we nor the SGC has heard anything from them."

Jacob frowns now, realizing what she really means. His voice lowers. "You think they are dead."

"It's a possibility, but we are looking for them. Every Tok'ra operative is on the lookout, and we are looking for any signs of communication from them." She gestured to Kela'an. "Kela'an was just about to report this."

Jacob quickly turns to Kela'an, who looks a bit put on the spot, along with the sadness that was already there. Kela'an glances down to his report before setting it down. "Olokum seems to be searching in the Feran Sector, however, we cannot be sure if he is looking for them or if it is even a search. We may be able to search the planets there with a chaapa'ai, but as you know that sector is on border territory for three different System Lords. There isn't a chance to do a search by ship." He turns to the SGC members and gives his host, Drack, control. "If we work with the SGC, we should be able to cover more planets with a chaapa'ai than Olokun." He slides part of his report across the table. "These are the addresses of the planet that need to be searched."

Of course this SG team had some things to say on which planets the SGC checks. Drack and Garshaw also seemed to have already made up their minds as to what planets the Tok'ra would visit. Jacob had some input, agreeing with our fellow Tok'ra. Mostly though, he feels helpless as we discuss the search for his daughter.

to be continued...