A:N: Thanks for reviewing and don't forget to read the first chapter sometimes the first chappy doesn't show up as a new one for me. Revised and chapters are shorter. Enjoy and review. I love reviews.

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Chapter Two

Finding Answers

Quinn and Jackson walked down the corridor. Quinn was obviously still shook up about what had happened to Kianna. How could he not have been distressed by the situation? The woman was his fiancée.

Jackson could tell he was still out of it. He knew that Quinn was going through a terrible ordeal. Even worse was that he was trying to hide it. He could tell that he hadn't shared anything with anyone yet. Just the way Quinn was acting around him. His way of always smiling had faded from him.

He was holding it in. What he didn't understand was that it would eventually harm him more than not speaking about it.

Jackson felt the need to speak but he didn't know what of. The only thing he could think of was the assassin and how she could have done so much damage in such a short amount of time. It was beyond amazing to him.

That and how remarkably similar she looked like the beasts from his dream.

He didn't even want to think of that now though.

They entered the library, not many people were in it but those that were quickly dispersed. Quinn directed him over to a table and he sat down. He went off to get something from a vault on the other side of the library. He brought back files and set them down on the table in front of Jackson.

"All the information that we've collected so far about her." He looked down at the small pile. "Which is short of nothing." He opened one of the files and tossed a photo of her to Jackson. "This is one of the better photos we have of her. Her human form we call it."

Jackson looked at it while Quinn continued to describe what she looked like even while he viewed it. She looked so much like one of the women in his dream from the previous night. He shook his head in disbelief. An oval more or less rounded face, her eyes looked green or blue, he couldn't truly tell in the lighten. They were very large eyes though. Despite the bandana she wore he could tell that she had blonde hair. The girl looked like a blonde haired, green-eyed version of Audrey Hepburn.

"I wonder if she can sing Just You Wait." Jackson muttered to himself while he moved to read the information that they had collected on her.

Name: Unknown

Species: Unknown

Age: 17-19

Height: Between 63 and 66 inches

"Five three?" Jackson questioned looking over at Quinn.

He shrugged. "Her height kept changing when her appearances changed." Quinn told him and showed him several other photos. One showed her with brown eyes and red. Another showed her with black hair and sparkling blue eyes. "The only way we know these are her are because of the three earrings. The squad leader who first noticed her said that she always had those in her ears. We still can't tell anything else about her."

"Other than the fact she killed your fiancée." He looked to Quinn to watch him shake at what he had just said to him. He looked angered by his statement. "Jonas, have you talked to anyone about this?" He didn't answer him. Just kept looking over the photos. "Jonas if you haven't you probabl.."

"I don't need to." Quinn snapped at him.

"Yes, you do." Jackson replied to Quinn. "When I lost Sha're I went through hell too. I just wanted to kill myself, kill anyone who stood in my way of killing the bastard that took her."

Quinn stood up, shoving his chair back with such force it toppled over. "This is nothing like you and Sha're. She was a Goa'uld. Kianna wasn't. Not anymore at least." He walked away from Jackson and ran his fingers through his hair. "I could have saved her Daniel." A tear fell from his cheek. "That bitch of a woman came into my offices and asked me for a job. I was face to face with her. I could have stopped it!"

"You couldn't have done anything Jonas." Jackson told him as he looked up at him. He could see that he was about ready to crack. Not yet though, or at least not completely, he wouldn't do it now. Jackson quickly changed the subject matter back to the assassin. It wasn't as far from Kianna as he would of liked it but he really didn't have a choice. "Um.. do you have any technology that Nevs left behind?" Quinn turned back to him suddenly when he said the name. Jackson thought for a moment then looked back up at him. "What did I just say?

"A name," Quinn began confused walking back to him. "Nevs." Jackson looked down at the photos again. "How do you know that name?"

Jackson looked back to Quinn, his eyes wide in shock at what he had said as well. "That's her name?" Quinn shrugged not knowing the answer himself. "I don't know. It just came out. " Jackson shrugged it off. "Well, sorry but did she leave any technology behind when she left?"

Quinn shook his head. "Not much. She pretty much cleared everything out when she escaped. We know were she went though which is good. Colonel O'Neill has the chevrons back in the council room."

He pulled out another file and opened it. The first photo was that of an unsheathed dagger on it with several dragon designs dawned upon it. The next was a medium sized leather bound book with the same design that the dagger had. A crest it looked like in the middle of book.

"The dagger disappeared a few weeks ago." Quinn explained to him. "We have no idea who took it or where they took. They replaced it with the book though. I've been looking through it trying to figure out what it pertains to but I have no idea how to translate it. Well I lied, I've translated one word."

Jackson looked up at him. "What was it?'

" 'Shita' I think." He told him crossing his arms. "Judging by the amount of dragons on the weapons and other things left behind I think that it is safe to say that whatever she is her people could possible worship dragons."

Jackson shrugged with a nod holding up the photo. "It is a possibility, Ancient Egyptians often worshiped animals such as cats, so the chances that her people do is not out of the question." He looked back down at the photo. "This symbol of these dragons have to the prime or key source of their religion or social base. They are depicted on a lot of her belongings."

He flipped the photo and saw something else of interest.

A pendent on a chain, meant as a necklace no doubt, but it only had one dragon on it. Completely different from the rest of the dragons he had seen. He had seen this somewhere as well though. He looked back to the file containing all the photos of the assassin and pulled one out that showed her upper half. She was spinning around and on her neck was the necklace. He couldn't tell if the pendent was on the chain, she was spinning too quickly blurring out any chance of seeing it, but it looked like it.

"Is there anyway I can see this?"

Quinn nodded pulling the pendent out of his pocket. He handed it to him. "Here. The rest you can see later. They're still being looked over for any other concealed weapons but I don't think they'll find anything on them."

"Why not?" Jackson questioned and handed the pendent back after looking over it.

"Well most of the things we saw her us were knives and daggers but some of the other thing she had were booby trapped." He told him as he placed the pendent back in his pocket then he flipped over the photo to show him a sword like weapon, but it was larger than any sword that he had seen before. "And this."

"All assassins have a trade mark," Jackson told him and Quinn looked down at him. "We could check with the Tok'ra to see if they have ever ran into her before. With all the technology that is in the universe she still chooses to weld a sword and more medieval weapons. Chances of her being seen on other planets is more than likely." He thought for a moment. "How did she get here?"

Quinn shrugged. "We believe she came back through the gate during shift changes. It is also possible she came by ship but none of our scouts have found anything."

"Well I'll send you the information you gave me to General Hammond then I'll contact Jacob and Selmak to see if they know anything." Jackson told him and got up. "More than likely they'll come and see just who she is. Would that be alright with the Langarans?"

"Of course."

O'Neill looked over at Jackson as they began their walk to the gate room. "Tell me again why we are contacting the Tok'ra? And above all why are they even coming to help us?"

"Because they'll know the most about we are dealing with." Jackson told him with a sigh. "We need their help with this Jack. I'm not sure why they actually agreed to come but I'm glad they did."

O'Neill stopped a little disappointed in what he had just said. He looked over at Jackson in annoyance. "Are you kidding me?"

Jackson stopped a few feet ahead of him then turned back to look at him. "No Jack, I'm not. We have nothing about whatever the hell she is. We don't even know what she is. Everything I've looked at shows nothing human about her. The Tok'ra have been around the longest other than the Asgards or the Ancients. Jacob and Selmak can help us right now to try and figure out who she is and what she wants." They began to walk again. "So as of right now we need them and you need to be polite."

"I don't have to be anything." O'Neill growled at him.

Jackson shook his head as they walked into the gate room as it opened. They walked over to the rest of SG1 including Quinn. From the gate came three men. Jacob stood in the middle beside him was Malik and the other one was a young woman who they didn't know.

Carter went up to her father and hugged him. It had been too long for them not to see one another. They all greeted one another and Jacob followed Jackson and Quinn. Not far behind them was Malik and the woman.

"So," Jacob began as he followed them. Carter walked beside him happy to see him. "You said this had to do with an assassin?"

"Yeah," O'Neill began still not happy to see them. "We wanted to see if you knew who the hell we were dealing with. Mostly because apparently we can't do it ourselves and we need the help of the almighty Tok'ra to help us out of trouble once again."

"Glad to see your attitude still hasn't changed Jack." Jacob told him snickering.

They walked down towards the library.

Jacob's voice changed to reveal Selmack wanted to speak. He ignored O'Neill's comment and went directly to the point. "We more than likely have encountered this assassin before. I regret the fact we won't be able to stay long. We had enough time to just come and see what it is you are dealing with." His eyes closed and he changed back to Jacob. "Can you tell me anything about who it is?"

He looked to Quinn for that information. Despite the fact he didn't want to speak about that matter, he answered his question.

"The assassin is a young woman best we can tell."

Jacob stopped in his tracks and looked to Malik.

"A young woman?" Malik questioned him looking concerned. "Age in late teens? Three earrings in her left ear?"

Quinn looked at him amazed and nodded.

"How'd you know that Malik?" Carter asked him.

Jacob sighed looking back to Carter. "Let us see the photos to make sure."

They made it to the library and Quinn handed him the photos. Jacob and Malik stared at the photos. Malik nodded. "That's her."

"Who?"

"Selmak tells me that the Tok'ra have met with someone similar for the past two years." Jacob told them. "She works alone, no indications have been made that she has ever worked with another person or alien for that matter. Well except for Malik."

Everyone's gaze turned to Malik. "I led a small force of Tok'ra against the Goa'uld Kan. When half of my force had been depleted she came to our aid. She also shot me in the foot to insure I wouldn't follow her through the gate."

"We have found her a legitimate ally other than that one incident." Jacob explained. "She usually wears a helmet so no one can see her face. That's why we brought Malik along. He knows what she looks like because she was unaware of our presence, if she had been she would have worn a helmet as she does now. After their run in she's come to us on a number of occasions."

"Does she have a name?" O'Neill questioned looking over at him from when he was looking at the photos.

"The one she uses is Nevs." Malik told them. Quinn looked over at Jackson and they both stared at one another. Malik noticed the difference in the way they acted. "You know the name already?"

"Daniel had said that name as if it had just come from no where earlier today." Quinn told them and looked over at Jacob.

O'Neill shook his head out of confusion. "Just out of the blue. No reason at all."

Quinn nodded still looking over at Jackson. "Yeah."

He began to whistle the theme to The Twilight Zone.

"Well," Jacob interrupted O'Neill's theme song while he looked over the photos yet again. "We don't communicate with her often. Once in a blue moon, she usually contacts us."

"How?" Carter questioned him leaning against the table.

"She just started coming through the stargate." Malik explained for them.

"From what we know," Selmak began. "She is quite young from the sound of her voice and the information Malik has supplied for us. Everyone else but him has not seen her face. Her hair sometimes appeared from beneath her helmet. A reddish blonde that extends a little past her shoulders, it was the only way that we knew it was her when she came through. Her attire changes frequently so she always somehow manages to show some hair so we'd know that it was her when she came. There is nothing known of what or who she truly is. Nevs could likely be another name that she has devised to keep us unaware of who she truly is."

He closed his eyes and his voice changed again. "However the fact remains that she is a strong young woman. She is built like a warrior so we know she can fight."

Malik let out an annoyed groan. "Most of the creatures she usually attacks however are somehow related to the Goa'uld. Why would she even come here is beyond me."

"Is there anything else you can tell us?" O'Neill growled at him and Jackson looked over at him annoyed with his attitude.

"You won't be able to find her." Jacob told them. "We could never follow her. Somehow she manages to delete the address from the DHD. "

"Jonas saw the chevron codes." Jackson stated as he looked to Quinn. "And the First Minister gave them to Jack."

"I doubt she would go through the gate straight to her home world." Malik replied. "She may have gone somewhere remote before returning to her home world or where ever she could find a home. However it is worth a shot."

"I must agree with Malik on this." Teal'c stated in his serious manner. "She may still be on the planet where she ventured."

O'Neill nodded. "We'll check it out then. Jonas we need the chevron dial-up codes again." Quinn looked at him in question of why he needed them. "I lost the ones the," He coughed. "First Minister gave me." He had them in truth. He didn't trust the First Minister to give him the right codes. Quinn wrote them down then handed them to him. He took it and handed it to Jackson. "Daniel, dial us up."

"Malik and I are coming with you." Jacob told him. "If you run into her it may be better to have a Tok'ra with you so she doesn't think about killing you too. That and if she sees Malik she'll probably only shoot him."

O'Neill nodded with a smirk with Quinn opened his mouth. "I'm going with you too."

At this suggestion O'Neill replied in annoyance that even he didn't know he possessed. "No way in hell you are. If anyone has a damn good reason to kill this woman it is you."

"You're going to let her live?" Quinn growled out in anger.

"She's allied with the Tok'ra Jonas." O'Neill shouted at him. Quinn stood straighter showing he wasn't about to back down from not going. "Therefore you are not going anywhere!"

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