Status: Complete
Pairings: N/A
Category: Werewolf!Daniel,
Genre: Action, Adventure, Supernatural,
Rating: Teen
Summary: After a run-in with Ceridwen, Daniel becomes the Lycan Guardsman of Earth. But is there something else behind all this?
Size: 9,735 words
Warnings: Some mild violence
Notes: Set between season 2 and 3.
Series/Sequels: N/A
Updated: October 15, 2013
Chapter Five: Rescue
Daniyyel waited, silent as he watched the tent flap. Outside, he heard someone move, the sand shifting underneath a light weight. The thin material of the flap was pulled away and a figure entered, the robe falling around her curves.
A familiar scent came to him, desert flowers and clean scent oil. It was his long awaited mate. He went to her, reaching out to pull the cloth from her face. The deep dark eyes looked at him as the cloth fell from her face. . . .
"Daniel!" The pounding of the door came again. "Daniel, get your ass up from the bed. Get dressed." Daniel glanced at the clock. He barely fell asleep five minutes ago. Groaning into the pillow, he got up and went to the door. Opening it, he saw Jack there.
"What's up? I was about to go sleep."
"Ferretti's team has been captured less than five minutes ago. We need all the teams available." Jack look at him pointedly.
"Right, Hold on." Daniel ran to the side of the bed and pulled the black t-shirt over his head. Following Jack to the briefing room, he asked. "So what happened this time?"
"They walked right into a Jaffa ambush. General Hammond saw what little they could before the MALP was blown to bits." They entered the briefing room. The rest of SG-1 and SG-5 were there.
Nodding to the two empty seats, General Hammond continued. "As you all know, SG-2 has been captured. The MALP was destroyed shortly after but we were able to retrieve these images." He passed out folders to the teams. "We believe the Jaffa to belong to the Goa'uld Sokar who has been identified by Teal'c. Half an hour ago, we flew a UAV to scout the area and a camp was sighted less than a mile from the gate. The Jaffa numbers around forty in total. We suspect them to know we will be coming to retrieve SG-2, so be on your guard."
"Are there any death gliders that we show know about?" Reynolds asked.
"As far as we know, there will not be any artillery support as they are situated in a camp, not a fortification."
"Like to place money on that?" Jack murmured.
"Would you like to spend the night in the brig, colonel?"
"No, sir." Jack answered. Grins and suppressed laughter sounded around the table.
"SG-2 was sent just as the suns of the planet were beginning to set. Part of your gear will be night visions goggles which will allow you to move between the guards."
"That is all. You will disembark in twenty minutes. Good luck." He waved them off SG-1 and SG-5 got up from the table and walked to the door, discussing the rescue plans. "Dr. Jackson, a word?"
The archeologist stopped. With a sigh, he headed with the general to his office.
Sitting behind the desk, Hammond asked him about the topic Daniel knew he would bring up. "Doctor, do you think you can control this Lycan side of yours on the mission?"
"I don't really know, general. So, far I haven't changed or shifted. On the last mission I just seemed to use a couple of the abilities. I couldn't really say what might force me to change."
The general nodded. "Once you transform, do you think you will be able to change at will?"
"Again, I can't really say. I'm going into a battle situation where anything can happen."
"Do you think you are a danger to your team?"
"I don't think so. Lycans were the protectors of the humans. I'll chase the Jaffa instead."
"You don't have to go on this mission. You can wait for your team here." Hammond said after a moment.
"Sorry, sir. I have to go. I can't let my friends go through the Stargate into a dangerous situation. And have something happen to them that I could have prevented."
"I see. Well, good luck, Dr. Jackson. I'll trust your judgment on this one." The archeologist nodded and left. He walked past the door of the briefing room. "Come on Jack, we need to get ready for the rescue."
The colonel came out from behind the door. "Daniel, you are starting scare me a little." He said.
"I'm still me, just with something a little extra." The pair walked into the locker rooms. Opening his locker, Daniel pulled out the black SGC uniforms. At the bottom in a box were the night vision goggles. He undressed, throwing the used uniform into the laundry container.
"So what did Hammond want?" Jack asked, slipping on his t-shirt.
"The usual questions. Can I control it, would I be a danger?" Daniel pulled out his vest. The heavy weight of the armor now seemed a part of him, growing familiar to the touch over the past year.
Jack snorted. "Probably to the Jaffa." Quickly, he tied his shoes just as Daniel was closing his locker. "Come one, the rest of the team is waiting for us."
When they walked into the gateroom, the Stargate was barely locking in the fifth chevron. They watched as the inner ring swirled on its track, completing the address. With a whoosh, the Stargate locked in the seventh and final chevron. "SG-1 and 5, god speed." The teams rushed through the horizon, their guns up and safeties off.
The two moons were hanging high in the night sky. Silently, six shadows flitted between the trees, moving quietly. They were halfway to the camp. The air was cool and the wind nonexistent.
Daniel had on his goggles, not relying on his Lycan senses as they were unreliable at the moment. At the moment, he could hear the heavy breathing of the men around him, the hard thumps of their footfalls on the earth, and the crunching of the leaves. The dim light was growing as they neared.
The Jaffa patrols were few and far in between, greatly helping them. Daniel held his breath as they finally crawled on their stomachs as they crested the last small hill. Below them, was the small camp. The twenty or so Jaffa was already in their tents except for about a dozen.
"What do you think Teal'c?" Jack whispered to the Jaffa.
"I believe SG-2 is being held there." Teal'c pointed at a medium sized tent with two Jaffa standing on either side of the entrance. It was almost located on the edge. "There should be at least one Jaffa within the tent as well."
"Chances of getting out alive?"
"Small but doable, O'Neill."
"Better than slim." Jack thought for a moment. "Reynolds, you and the rest of your men stay here. We'll go in. Cover us if the shit goes to hell."
"Will do, sir." Reynolds and the two others slinked back into the night.
Jack turned to his teammates. "I believe it's our turn, kids."
SG-1 slowly crept their way down the hill, keeping to the small crevices and boulders on the slope. One by one, they entered the camp. Making hand signals, they were at the side of the tent. Jack pulled out a little mirror and stuck it underneath the cloth. He motioned there was a Jaffa within.
Teal'c slid his staff weapons underneath first. Then with the help of Daniel and Sam, he entered the tent. SG-1 could hear a little scuffle and a thump of a body hitting the floor. A second later, the two guards were inside and on the floor unconscious.
"Hey, Ferretti. Nice to see you here." Jack said as he sliced the ropes.
Ferretti rubbed his hands. "Great to see you, colonel."
Daniel was cutting the last ropes off the last member of the team when he smelled another scent. Whipping around he hissed "Jack, behind you." The colonel dived to the right instead, the staff weapon coming down where he was. Jaffa filled the tent as chaos broke loose outside.
The staccato spurts of a light-caliber machine gun were heard over the din inside the tent. Teal'c was struggling with two Jaffa that were determined to bring him down. Daniel pulled out his gun and aimed it at the Jaffa fighting with Sam. He fired just as a hand came down on his wrist. The gun discharged as it dropped to the floor. The Jaffa howled in pain as another slammed a staff across Sam's back. The Jaffa that had hit him grabbed Daniel around the chest, locking his arms at his side.
The archeologist could see Jack trying to reach Sam as the second Jaffa pushed her on her back, settling between her legs. Teal'c had killed one Jaffa but another had taken his place. No one could help her.
The Jaffa holding him only tightened his arms as Daniel struggled more. He heard the sound of fabric ripping as the Jaffa began to undress Sam.
"NO!" Fear and hatred sprung up inside Daniel. Instead of Sam and the Jaffa before him, he saw his wife and Apophis. "NOOO!" He howled and then screamed as the pain tore through him.