NOTE: This may be the last chapter for the day. Something that I really would appreciate reviews on the back and forth between the two scenes in this. I'm not sure if it is too confusing or not.

I don't own Stargate…what a show it would be if I did.

Chapter 10: Her

"Dr Jackson!" called out General Landry cheerily as he potted Daniel walking down the hallway, "How are you?"

"Arh, good sir. Thank you." replied Daniel as he stepped up beside the general. "Actually sir, I was just going to talk to you. I don't really know what's going on at the moment and was hoping to return to work so that I can help out."

"Of course. Hey, walk with me." Landry set of down the hall and Daniel walked beside him. "SG-1 set off to the planet with the address that you supplied," no wasting time, "there they discovered the ruins of a village and a castle in an environment very different to the one you described."

Daniel nodded, easily following the general's straight forward way of speaking.

"They were exploring the castle when they discovered a chamber containing a goa'uld sarcophagus which they subsequently opened to discover one goa'uld in a female host. The goa'uld has now been brought here along with several artefacts."

"So where are we going now sir."

"To the observation room for isolation where the prisoner is being held. Teal'c and Colonel Mitchell have just begun the interrogation." Landry's eyes seemed to light up at the mention of that.

"I take it that she's regained consciousness then."

"Approximately four hours ago, we've been letting her stew for a bit before we start asking questions." Landry opened the door to the observation room and a voice could be heard coming out of the speaker next to the observation window.

"What? The goa'uld, their gone?"

"Wait a second…" Daniel breathed as he came into the room.

Cam stepped forward and righted an upturned tray next to the gurney where a woman was securely restrained. "That's right. They're no longer much of a problem to us."

Daniel was staring at the goa'uld. She had those unearthly, grey-green eyes that he could never forget. She had the dark brown, near black that – had she been sitting up – would have fallen down to right between her shoulder blades. She had that face that he had been haunted him and the voice that he had heard whispering his name a thousand times. "That's her."

*****

"Would you be able to remove these restraints?"

Cam was a bit taken aback by the genuine courtesy in her completely human voice. "Err, no. I think we'll be leaving those on for the moment."

"I assure you they are not necessary." she replied with a disturbing amount of sincerity.

"You injured one of our people." Teal'c's voice sounded the same as it ever did. "In our eyes they are entirely necessary."

"I am sorry about that." she truly did look like she meant it. Her attention seemed to wander then. She was looking to the one way mirror as if she was trying to focus on something. "I hope she's alright."

"She'll recover in a day or so. We're still not going to let you out." Cam folded his arms again.

*****

"Can she see us?" Daniel asked Landry.

"She shouldn't be able to." Landry sounded puzzled as he watched the events in the isolation room below. The light was low in the cramped room they were in, not nearly enough to be seen from the other side.

"I hope she's alright."

"Are you sure that's her Doctor Jackson?"

"Absolutely positive." Daniel replied.

"She'll recover in a day or so. We're still not going to let you out."

"It make's a bit of sense I guess." he added, "She sent me the address where she was trapped."

"A goa'uld?" Landry didn't sound convinced. "And how could she do that from inside a sarcophagus, or at all for that matter?"

"I didn't mean to hurt anyone."

"I don't know." Daniel shook his head and looked down at his feet, thinking.

"Daniel, I didn't mean to hurt her." The woman was still looking through the window Daniel's head jerked up to meet her gaze perfectly. "I'm not your enemy Daniel. You need to listen to me."

*****

"Who're ya talking to?" Cam said, glancing towards the mirror.

The woman looked back to Cam. "I'm not your enemy. I don't mean harm to any of you or any of your people."

"Why should we trust a goa'uld?" Teal'c retorted.

She looked from one to the other, her eyes pleading for them to believe her. "I'm not a goa'uld. I'm a friend."

Cam threw his head back and laughed a mocking laugh. He casually strode over to the other side of the gurney and lounged against it. "Oh," he sighed and wiped a pretend tear of laughter out of his eye, "if that's not the worst lie I've ever heard. We saw your eyes, we sure as heck heard your voice. If you're not a goa'uld are you trying to get us to believe that you're a Tok'ra? We know they don't go anywhere near using a sarcophagus."

"I didn't choose to use that accursed thing!" she snapped back, a sudden amount of spite lacing her words.

"So you're claiming to be a Tok'ra?"

"No," she replied, taking a breath to calm herself, "I'm not. There's no symbiote in my neck."

"Well," Cam was confident in his position, "explain the voice and the eyes to me then."

The woman shifted – the restraints creaking – to look directly at Cam. "You learnt to whistle didn't you? You learnt to click your fingers. I learnt my own tricks to survive."

Cam stood up and moved to a different position around the gurney and a bit further away from the bed to force the woman to make a difficult shift to keep looking at him. "You're kidding right? That's not humanly possible."

Suddenly Cam was staring into the eyes of the woman, full of angry frustration. She was standing not an inch away from him as if she had always been there. "I never said that I was human."

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