Gate of the demon
………-- vision
...….-- host to symbiote
Morning came, and the brothers waited, if somewhat impatiently on Dean's part, for any word on Daniel's condition. To their great relief, they got word around nine in the morning.
"Daniel's received multiple stab wounds, some of which were pretty severe. He has a cut on his face, which will leave a scar once it heals. The stabs in his legs nicked the artery. You're lucky you got here when you did. Any later and he wouldn't have made it," the doctor told them. "We're moving him to recovery and then to a private room where we will be monitoring his health."
"Thanks, doc. When will he be well enough to travel?" Sam asked.
"If you make sure that he gets plenty of rest, he should be able to leave in a week at most, barring any complications," the doctor answered and left to check on other patients before leaving for the break room.
"I'll go get the Impala and dad, and you stay here with Daniel. Keep him out of trouble, will you?" Dean asked. He left the hospital when Sam nodded his ascent. When he got back with John, he ran up to Daniel's room, John right behind him, anxious to see if his older brother was awake or not.
Luckily, Daniel was awake. His blue eyes zeroed in on John and he greeted the man in Goa'uld, watching in satisfaction as the man stiffened up for but a mere second before relaxing, allowing a look of confusion to overcome his features.
"I'm sorry. What did you say?" John politely asked, trying to cover up his near slip.
"One question. Are you a Tok'ra or a Goa'uld?" Daniel demanded harshly, blue eyes blazing.
Eyes on the floor, ashamed that he had been found out, John answered in a low voice. "I'm a Tok'ra named So'ja," he said. Then he lifted his head and his eyes flashed to gold, fading as a symbiote spoke with its double echo voice. "How were you able to detect me? I sense no naquadah in your veins."
"I'm like Sammy here, but I also have a Tok'ra symbiote named Ker'wa inside me. I use my abilities to hide his signature from others who may recognize him. I'll be out of here in a few days," Daniel responded, knowing that the Tok'ra would react to the name of his symbiote. He was pleased to see shock play across John's face while his symbiote was in charge.
"Dude, seriously, what the hell is going on here? I think that Sammy agrees with me that you both have a lot of explaining to do," Dean said, anger in his voice, ignoring Sam's protestation about his nickname.
After explaining a bit about the Stargate, the Goa'uld and the Tok'ra, Daniel's eyes closed on their own accord, leaving John to fill in a few of the blanks. Within moments, he was sleeping. Also deciding that sleep was a good idea and a necessity, Sam and Dean left for a couple of hours, leaving John with their older brother, returning with Missouri and Amy. They spoke in low tones, not really wanting to disturb Daniel from his healing sleep. Not long before Dean was going to drive Missouri and Amy home, Daniel had a vision, shouting out in Goa'uld.
A yellow-eyed demon leering at him. He felt Anubis' ghostly half ascended form floating somewhere nearby. There came pain. There came the scent of fear. And there came the frantic calls for help.
"You are mine!"
His soul was ripped from his body, which became an empty shell, left to die out. He watched as Anubis took complete control of his body, deceiving those at the SGC, killing them all brutally. He saw as Earth was blown to bits, knowing that billions of people were dead for absolutely no reason at all.
"The time is coming when you all must fight back!"
Ker'wa's past flashed before him. Images of Ra's occupation on Earth and the times before that were shown to him. A scene of one of Ker'wa's hosts fighting off a demon. He saw flames erupting from a dead body on a ceiling. The Tok'ra's imprisonment in a stasis jar; the last image that he saw was of Ra's face as he sneered down at the symbiote.
"You must not give up just yet!"
"I will not give up! They will not die!" Daniel shouted in response
Daniel lurched out of bed and onto unsteady feet, his heart racing at incredible speeds. He yanked out the IV lines and took off the heart monitor and backed into a corner, shivering.
"Dude, Daniel, are you okay?" Dean asked, getting out of his chair and slowly approaching his big brother.
"Yeah," Daniel shakily answered.
"You were screaming about not giving up and not letting others die. Are you sure that you are well?" So'ja asked, using John's voice as to diminish suspicion.
"Yes."
A nurse ran in at that moment to see what the commotion was about and was startled to see Daniel out of bed, showing no visible sign of wounds. Ordering every one out of the room, she called a doctor, putting Daniel through what he dubbed 'torture'; a check-up that lasted well over an hour before he was declared fit enough to leave the hospital. Deep down, the doctor was very confused as to why her patient had healed so quickly.
"You tapped deep into Ker'wa's healing power. I have heard of it happening, but it is very rare that it occurs," John explained to Daniel as they exited the hospital's parking lot. Dean had brought Missouri and Amy back to the psychic's place and had returned to pick up his brothers and John.
A quick call to the SGC assured him that Sam and Dean would be able to accompany Daniel back to the complex, Amy included, seeing as the child had become very attached to the linguist. It was a relief knowing that the girl would be with some one who had gone through the same thing she had recently. Deciding not to pack any of her things, the brothers left Lawrence. Along the way, Daniel mentally stopped Dean from popping in his music, knowing that some of the song would have a negative affect on the little girl.
They arrived at the complex with bags of clothes for Amy that they had bought at a store stashed in the trunk. Daniel quickly ran inside to grab his car keys, and to have General Landry give two rooms for his brothers. Driving home to his apartment, they talked about simple things, such as what Amy wanted to be when she grew up.
"I want to be an archaeologist," she easily replied. "Because it's fun to learn about the past."
"Yes, it is," Daniel agreed.
Pulling up at his apartment, Daniel put all of Amy's new clothes in the washing machine and started it up. He made two cups of cocoa, smiling as Amy gazed around the den in wonder at all the artifacts that he had and answered any question that she asked him. When she was getting tired, Daniel put her in his bed and told her the truth.
"Amy, the system believes that I've adopted you. Now, I've asked for a week off from work so we could look for a small house. A friend of mine, Samantha carter, but we call her Sam, will come with us and help us chose. Is that okay with you?" Daniel asked the child.
Amy nodded, snuggling deeper into the blankets.
Hours later, Daniel was awakened from a peaceful sleep by the desperate cry of a child. Rushing into his room, he held Amy, comforting her as she lived through memories of pain. Slowly, she calmed down, falling asleep in his arms. Sitting in bed, Daniel's head slumped forward on his chest, asleep within minutes.
There you go people. Sorry about the late update. With school and new episode of my favorite sows, I'm often busy now, so expect some late chapters.
Next time on Gate of the Demon: Daniel encounters some one he thought that he would never see again and Jack O'Neill comes for a visit but ends up meeting Sam and Dean.