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Sam, Daniel and Jack stepped through the Stargate to see a planet bustling with small people.

"The munchkins," Sam said warmly. There was hope for Teal'c yet.

They had been very quick to dial the co-ordinates thrown through the Stargate. There had been protocols to follow and a quick briefing, but the team had wasted no time. Teal'c's life was at stake.

"Urgh," Jack said and gestured next to them. Once again, a Munchkin had been chopped in half by the wormhole.

It was Sajiwara.

"Oh my god," Sam said, covering her mouth. "That's…"

"I guess they found the mole then," Jack grimaced. A munchkin startled him by tapping him on the leg.

"You've returned," she said.

"Dedi!"

"Yes, it is I," she said, looking sadly at her husband's dismembered body. "I hope I find you well?" she asked, her eyes brimming with tears.

"What happened?" asked Sam, bending over to face the small woman, eye to eye.

"He was evil," she said. "Evil lived inside him and now it has been vanquished." She lay a hand on her husband's dead body. "Like the Witch of the East, he was possessed. His eyes glowed gold and…he was never my husband…" she cried softly for a moment before walking away.

"The woman we found when we got here…" Sam mused.

"She was a spy too?"

"She must have been," Sam said.

"Ya know, I wish Maybourne would tell us something every once and a while," Jack grumbled.

"Look," Daniel said, pointing to the sky. Kausalya's ship, scorched and slightly mangled, landed beside them. Dozens of little people ran out.

"They've returned, they've returned!" One shouted. "The Wizard knew they would!"

"The Wizard knew they would," the repeated.

"Here we go again," Jack drawled.

Before they knew it, they were being pulled by the legs of their pants through the long grass of planet.

"They've returned, they've returned!" they cried to all in earshot, and before long there was a hoard of munchkins following them.

They stopped at large tent made from canvas, metal pieces and the material of Teal'c's swag. Sam, Jack and Daniel looked at each other anxiously before they stepped inside.

"You've returned!" boomed a loud voice from the far end of the tent. Sitting on a seat that belonged in a Goa'uld ship was Harry Maybourne.

Sam, Jack and Daniel ran towards him, looking from side to side. There was no sign of Teal'c.

"You're alive," Jack said, not all too thrilled.

"So it would seem," Maybourne said with a twinkle in his eye. "As are you, I see."

"What happened?" asked Daniel. "How did you escape?"

"Ah, it was all the power of the Wizard," Harry bellowed, and all the Ozzians in the tent cheered in thanks.

"Cut the crap, Maybourne," Jack said. "What the hell happened? And where's Teal'c?"

"All in good time, my friend," Maybourne said and gestured to the closest Ozzians. They ran away quickly and returned with a platter of fruit.

"Not what I'm used to, but this planet does have some delightful flavors," he said, taking a bite out of a yellow fruit. "Some?" he asked, offering the fruit to Sam.

"No thank you," she replied, scathingly.

"You're not wearing your dress," Maybourne pouted and Sam glared daggers at him. "Not to worry," he continued. "It would seem the people of Oz don't believe you are Dorothy anymore, anyhow."

"They don't?" Sam asked, both ridiculously relieved and a little bit disappointed.

"No," Maybourne said with a small chuckle. "You see, after you left through the Stargate…"

"Yes, tell us about that, if you please," Jack growled.

"Alright, alright. It's never any fun with you, is it Jack?" Maybourne frowned. "After you left, Kausalya's ship crashed. It hit the Stargate, but not hard enough to destroy it. The gate was buried along with several Jaffa," he joked. "The remaining troops patrolling the gate fled or watched in horror as Teal'c entered the crashed ship and brought out their dead god."

"Sounds like Teal'c," Jack grinned to Sam. She grinned back in megawatt fashion. He was alive!

"After that, he went around the country side, showing the Jaffa their false god, urging them to join the rebel Jaffa, yadda yadda yadda, while myself and some of the mechanics from the Emerald City tried to whip the Ship back into flying shape."

"What for?" Daniel asked.

"Relocation, of course," Maybourne said, gesturing around him. "Your Jaffa didn't convert all of them. Ozzians were still getting blasted by Jaffa fire, so I decided, as the wonderful Wizard of Oz, that it was time to find a new home."

"So you took every one in your hot air balloon," Jack said.

"Not yet," Harry replied. "I'm good, but I can't relocate a whole planet in less than a week! You might have seen Kausalya's ship landing in New Munchkinland. It should do about three more trips before everyone is rounded up."

"What about Teal'c? Jack asked urgently. "What happened to Teal'c?"

"Ah," said Harry. "That's where the real story starts. You see, the Ozzians were so grateful to him for saving their people, and for…well, killing the Wicked Witch…" he chuckled to himself.

"What?" snapped Jack.

"Look for yourself," Maybourne said and gestured behind them

It was Teal'c. He was surrounded by a huge hoard of Ozzians.

"T! Buddy!" Jack yelled and jogged over to his Jaffa friend, Daniel and Sam not far behind. The sea of Ozzians parted and they were able to see their friend properly.

They stood, wide eyed. It was unbelievable.

The Ozzians had dressed him in a blue and white checkered dress and painted his boots red.

"Teal'c…" Jack called, trying to hide his amusement. "So…you're the new Dorothy, huh?"

"So it would seem, O'Neill," Teal'c answered, his voice expressionless.

"Well…it's good to see you," Daniel said, bemused.

"We were worried," Sam said.

Teal'c bowed his head. "I am glad for your concern," he said.

"Well, what concerns me more right now, T, is the fact that you're wearing…"

"Do not speak of it, O'Neill," Teal'c said stubbornly. "It is a great honor."

Sam looked at Jack and grinned wildly. Teal'c was never going to live this down.

"Of course it's an honor, Teal'c," Jack said. "Just make sure that skirt stays below the knee."

His team mates lost it.

"Ozzians," shouted an elderly man. "Join us in rejoicification! The Wicked Witch is dead!"

"Hail Dorothy, the Wicked Witch is dead!"

"Hail Dorothy," Jack joined in and slapped Teal'c on his blue and white checkered back.

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