NOTE: Hi guys. I know that there has been some questions, so let me clear some stuff up. The dreaming works on everyone, but, since the Tok'ra have two consciousnesses, the dreaming doesn't work all the way on the symbiote. You can wake up if you die in the dream, or are woken up by someone who is awake. Sam was not put to sleep, as they wanted information out of her. Also, the aliens aren't subjugating the entire pant yet. This is cleared up during Sam's POV in this chapter.

My eyes snapped open and I quickly sat up, my eyes rapidly scanning the room for threats. A flash of color came into my vision, and I stood up, facing the person in a defensive position. Recognition dawned, and I sighed, relaxing only slightly, "Well, hello Eytan. Nice seeing you here." Sarcasm dripped from my voice.

"Colonel O'Neill." He bowed his head in supposed respect, but don't think I missed the flash of resentment on his face.

"Eytan and Tarik. It is good to see you alive." A deep voice resonated through the empty room, and Teal'c revealed himself, walking up next to us. A man was beside him, and I quickly identified him as Martouf, but my focus was on Teal'c.

"Hey, T. What about me? Glad to see me alive?" I raised my eyebrows as high as I possibly could (I'd been practicing), but he matched me eyebrow for eyebrow.

"Perhaps."

I sighed and turned to look at Martouf and Eytan. They were talking quietly off to one side, Martouf showing concern for Eytan, and vise versa. Ya, not the situation with T and I over here. Sure, I was worried (I wouldn't say worried, maybe slightly concerned), but he showed nothing. Nada, zip, zilch. He was probably still pissed at me for 'treating Danielle with unwarranted anger'. Oh, it was warranted all right. I heaved a sigh. And, on top of those issues, we have an alien invasion on our hands. This was turning into a GREAT day. I surveyed the room, containing a chair, two snake heads (fine, Tok'ra), a Jaffa, and a human. This was gonna be fun. I clapped my hands together.

"So, onto the problem at hand. What the hell is going on?"

"Well, these aliens are called the Gomearl. They put people in dream states to contain them. They also produce a pheromone that can trick people into believing they look like their species. So, they look human to us. Now-" He suddenly stopped, developing a shocked look.

"Martouf?" Eytan stepped toward him, "Martouf!"

"I can't hear him." Martouf whispered quietly, "He's not there. Just gone."

"Who's gone?" I was starting to get a bad feeling.

"Lantesh."

Then it was Eytan who froze, "I can't hear Tarik."

If I had blinked, I would have missed it. It happened so fast. Their eyes rolled back into their heads almost simultaneously, and they collapsed like rag dolls.

"Whoa!" I rushed forwards as they began to scream. They were both breathing hard, their eyes moving rapidly under their eyelids. In between screams, they seemed to be talking, whispering. I checked Martouf's pulse, and found it beating extremely fast, much faster than should be normal. Teal'c crouched next to me, seemingly unaffected by the sudden collapse of the two Tok'ra (and their really loud screams).

"Perhaps we should check them for injuries sustained when they collapsed."

Alright, just completely ignore all of the screaming. I could do that. I raised Martouf's head off the floor (like hell I would help Eytan), and ran my hand across the back of his head. I sucked in a breath as I felt a considerable amount of blood. Carefully taking my hand away, I looked down at it, scrambling away as I saw what was dripping off of it. Silver. It was silver. Holy crap. His blood was silver! Suddenly, the screaming ceased, which jerked me out of my trace like state. Martouf and Eytan sat up, seeming to not notice the giant gashes bleeding silver on their heads.

"What happened?"

"Why are we on the floor?"

I cleared my throat, "It looks like you guys are bleeding silver."

Two pairs of eyes turned to stare at me incredulously, "Excuse me?"

"Silver, no joke." I waved my hand in front of them. This was really strange. Still weirder things had happened.

A sudden intake of breath from Eytan drew attention to him, "I think we're dreaming."

"How could we be dreaming, Eytan and Tarik?"

"They put people in a dream state. They can also put people in shared dreams. They bleed silver, and they think we do too. They can't get every detail right. This isn't real."

And with that, he stood up, and snapped Martouf's neck.

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I glared at the uncooperative piece of technology.

"You will work." I muttered to the weapon, poking at a wire with my pliers. I let out a frustrated sort of grunt/sigh, and sat back in my chair, having a stare down with the gun.

"You know, Sam," Dani piped up from the other side of my lab, "I think the inanimate objects usually win all of the staring contests." I glanced up at her with a mock glare. It was quite funny how she'd picked up Colonel O'Neill's speech patterns and sense of humor over the last 5 years.

"Uh huh. Well, I can try."

"Sure…" Ferreti poked his head into the room, grinning maliciously at me before ducking back outside. I shook my head and went back to work, grabbing my torch. Just as I flicked it on, I heard a yelp, follows by a smashing noise. Startled, I turned off the torch and grabbed the knife sitting beside me. Dani and I waited few long seconds (seemed like an eternity), before Ferreti stuck his head in again, the sleeve of his BDU jacket singed off, "No worries! I got this. You guys can just fix the fancy little space gun to kick ass, while I kick some serious alien ass out here with my 2 x 4." He held up the piece of plywood he had randomly found, and swiftly ducked back outside as we both threw wads of paper at his head.

Dani smiled, meandering over to my side of the lab. She delicately picked up the one photo I kept in my lab. It was SG-1, about a year ago. We were with SG-2, and were being chased by natives. The archaeologist of SG-2 happened to have her camera out, and accidentally snapped a picture. It was hilarious. Colonel O'Neill was twisting backwards, trying to shoot, and protect Dani all at the same time (quite a feat, one that he didn't quite pull off), Dani catching him as he fell, and hitting heads with Teal'c and I as we all reached to help him up. Afterwards, the archaeologist had come up to me and given me the picture, saying that she thought I might want to have it. It was not the perfect picture, but it embodied what we were. A team who had each other's backs, even if we did hit heads every once in a while (literally and figuratively). As she looked at the photo, a small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

I decided that if I couldn't confront her now, I couldn't do it ever. But, I had to beat around the bush a little first, "That's a great picture."

She looked up, a small smile on her face, "Ya. It really is. The mission was horrible, but the picture was great."

I grinned, "True. I'm so glad that Lisa (Sg-2's archaeologist) gave it to me."

"That was a great year." Her smile slipped a little.

"Dani…" I hesitated, but decided that I could speak now or forever hold my peace, "What's going on with you and Colonel O'Neill? I mean, everything was great, and then, after you became a host, you guys were at each other's throats all of the sudden. You're really pissed off at each other for some reason, and nobody can figure out why. And I know this is been harder on you than you're showing. You anger towards the colonel can't be making it any easier. What's going on?"

She briefly closed her eyes and sighed, "I… I actually don't know why he's mad, but I am just angry towards his attitude. He's acting like I'm week old junk that needs to be thrown out. He's just being SUCH an ass! I have no idea why, but it's pissing me off. And apparently everyone knows I'm mad at him, even though I tried to be civil. I might as well have broadcasted it to the whole world!"

She was being a little bit confusing (okay, I completely lost her train of thought), but one thing registered. …broadcasted it to the whole world! Oh, God. I had forgotten about that. The alien said that they were going to use the billions of people on the planet for incubators. They may not have gone off the base at the moment, but, once they dealt with us, they would attack the civilian population. We had to warn someone, find someway to help if they defeated us here. But who else could help defeat aliens that knew about the program?The answer came to me in a flash. Russia. If we could get to a land line, we could contact the Russians, warn them about the pending attack. The closest land line was in the general's office. Damn. Okay, we could pull this off. I took a breath, and glanced up at Dani who was giving me a strange look.

"Sam? You okay?"

Oh. That's right. We were having a conversation.

"Oh, ya. I'm gonna have to put a rain check on this talk. When the aliens captured me, I got some information out of them. They were planning on taking over the world, remember?"

She nodded. I had filled them in on the walk to my lab.

I picked up a piece of the gun and began to fiddle with it, "Well, if they defeat us here, nobody else will know. We need to warn someone. So, I figured that the Russians would be perfect. If we can get to the general's office and warn them using the red phone in his office, then we can ensure that civilians will be a least partly protected."

She looked startled at my relegation, "Good point. I can go. I've dealt with them before, they know me."

"Uh uh. Take Ferreti."

"He needs to stay here with you."

"I have the radiation gun!"

"Which is not finished!"

Our voices had gotten significantly louder, which had drawn Ferreti inside, "Are you trying to get us caught?!"

"Well, Dani won't agree to take you." I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Um… I really don't want to be beat up." Ferreti shifted uncomfortably.

"See! Wait- what?" Dani and I turned to stare at him in confusion. Beat up? Where on earth did he get that from?

"Well, you said you would take me. Like in a fight." He looked on in confusion, "Is that not what you meant?"

There was a heavy pause, and then I snorted. That was the tiny straw that broke the camel's back. In a good way, I guess. Dani and I dissolved into a merciless laughing fit. We were forced to clutch at our sides and support each other as laughs wracked our bodies. I don't know why we found it that funny, but I guess it was just the need to relieve the stress of being attacked by aliens (you know how it is).

Ferreti, meanwhile, was looking at us like either we were insane, or he was.

"Guys?"

I held up a finger as I attempted, and spectacularly failed, to stop laughing. We started taking deep breaths, attempting to calm ourselves enough to form coherent sentences. I sucked in some air, and managed to maintain a straight face through sheer force of will. Military mode, as Dani called it.

"Okay, here's the deal. You need to go with Dani to the general's office and call the Russians, let them know what's going on. Also, wake anyone up you find along the way. I'll stay here and put that force field I've been working on over the door. They can't get in, but I can shoot stuff out when I finish the gun."

He gave a concise nod, "Alright. Let's go." He glanced around the room and carefully picked out an alien gun and a tiny shovel (I have to use something to care for my plants). Dani, now that she knew I'd be save, followed along and grabbed a knife and a screw driver. Danielle walked over to me and gave me a side hug, not wanting to accidentally stab me. She offered a smile, and I reciprocated with a grin.

"Don't get killed."

"You too."

I turned away from the door after they had walked out of it and grabbed a remote, flicking on the force field. After checking if it was working, I went back over to the radiation gun. I frowned and connected two blue wires, only to have it shower sparks all over me and spit out a cloud of smoke. Coughing, I waved my hand through the smoke to clear it. I couldn't glare very well with my eyes watering, but I could try. I sent a scowl at the gun and sighed. Well, I could only hope that Dani and Ferreti would have better luck.

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