Garbage Disposal

Confusion and screaming broke out, the Ori tried to make good of the situation, and a few of them were gunned down for their effort, they corned themselves once again behind the crates, though unarmed this time. The moment Mac when down in a pool of blood, Petr, grabbed the young woman savagely and broke her neck. She slumped to the floor lifeless.

Daniel bent to check on the admiral, he was alive, but just. A couple of SF's ran to his aid and with Petr as guard, Daniel and the two soldiers carried Mac out into the passageway.

Petr, made sure everyone was out in the passageways, and found a control panel, he activated it and both hangar passageway doors sealed shut, he turned to Daniel. "How is he doing Doctor Jackson?"

Daniel was in a rage, he looked up at the colonel from his kneeling position over Mac, his hand and a cloth trying to stem the bleeding. "Not good" he shouted. He clicked his radio "Sam...Sam, we need you here now!" His voice quivering with rage.

Vala, Cam and Teal'c made their way over to him at the same moment Sam replied. "What is it Daniel?"

"The admiral is down Sam, he's alive but bleeding badly,..." Daniel pauses and shouts down the confused corridor. "Medic! We need a medic here now!"

"We're on our way Daniel" Sam replies urgently.

On board the Victory, Dmitri listened intently to Lt. Porter's report. The scans showed large concentrations of not only troop build ups, but what appeared to be labourer's camps or more likely prison camps. He decided they needed boots on the ground for a closer inspection.

"Chung, get the SG teams commander up here immediately." He said anxiously.

"Sir, we two on board, sir!" Leanne said.

"I don't care who we have XO, just get one of them here!"

Leanne examined the status board and saw that Major Heine Keller, was on light duties. She picked up the intercom and called the SG ready room. "I want to speak to Colonel Scott please."

"Yes ma'am" The other party replied.

Kimberly Scott picked up her gear and with her 2ic in tow, made their way to the bridge. In the elevator she turned to Lt. Rafael Santos, an easy going Texan, who had been with his boss for two years now. "Raf, what do you think is going down?"

"Not sure Kim, but I heard a buzz about five minutes ago, there might be a large camp of prisoners down on the planet....might be a rescue mission."

Kim looked at the man she had often shared a sleeping bag with on long and lonely sorties, she was always curious where he got his "buzz's" from, almost always correct as well.

The two of them exited the elevator together and walked swiftly the short distance to the bridge, they both saluted Dmitri, who lazily returned them with a casual wave of his hand. He was impatient today.

In the med-lab, Anne staggered to the door and slammed it shut. She lifted her shirt and turn toward a stand mirror, she had a deep gash, running from just below her right rib, across to her stomach, about 75mm long. Blood flowed freely from the wound..."What the...." She exclaimed hotly. Anne stumbled back and landed in her chair, she clicked her coms and called Petty Officer Yakuno, "Miki, I do not wish to be disturbed, send anyone who comes to Dr. Pavlov, he'll be on in fifteen minutes anyway. And get a message to him, to use med-lab two."

Her room seem to sway, the lights grew dim, and the next Anne knew, she was in darkness. She fell back onto the examining bed, her side burned like the fires of hades. When she thought she might just pass out, she heard a faint voice call to her.

"Anne, don't give in, I'm here to help you." It was an unfamiliar woman's voice.

She wasn't one to panic, but the door was locked, who was this. Anne felt a little fear, even more so when a shimmering white essence appeared in front of her. It grew together, to form a woman, someone she recognised, not from her own life, but from the SGC records.

"Dr Weir?"

"Ah, so you know me do you?" Elisabeth said as she stepped closer, now fully formed, dressed in a long white gown.

"Er, no not really. I just read all your file, but aren't you supposed to be...."

"Dead?" Elisabeth laughed heartily. "Yes I thought so as well. But the Asurans gave me quite a lot of time, before they thought they were finished with me, I devoted that time to all I learnt about ascension, and to be brief, here I am!" She smiled sweetly.

Anne was still somewhat stunned. "So why are you here"

"To help guide you on the rest of your journey Inarin."

At the mention of that name, something clicked in Anne's mind. Inarin, her name from long ago. She realised now who she really was. Born an ancient, and inducted into a special warrior class. But Inarin herself was not quite the same, she was always a healer, every true warrior, had a lifelong partner, who always was with them, to heal their hurts and wounds, sometimes to even save their life. The only draw back of this union, was that, if your partner took a hurt, so you did as well.

"Guide me? Christ Dr. Weir, I don't think I'm in any condition to be guided right now." She winced in pain.

Elisabeth glided over as if she was walking on air, she placed her hand over Anne's wound, and in moments it was healed. "Now you must do the same for your husband, he needs your help."

"How? He's......"

"Yes I know, your father Janus, always said you had difficulty with this part."

On the Ori ship, there was a calamity, there were a number of wounded and dying, some small few SG personnel amongst them. People were panicking, and Sam with the remainder of the SF's arrived just in time to quell the disorder. Sam raced over to where her uncle lay semi-conscious. She looked him over.

"Why is he like this, a knife wound yes, but he should still be alert." She said with panic in her voice.

"This!" Petr held up the blade he retrieved from the now dead Ori woman. "One of the refugees, said it had been poisoned, he could smell it"

Daniel was getting impatient. "Sam, what are we gonna do with those.." He indicated with his thumb, the Ori trapped in the now sealed hangar deck.

"I don't care right now, blow the outer doors for all they're worth." As soon as Sam said it, she wished she could take her words back.

Daniel as a former short term Prior, knew the ship backwards, he went to the panel Petr had used and with a savageness Sam and the team had never seen in him, he pulled crystals and exchanged them, a droning noise could be heard from inside the hangar and shouts of fear.

People crowded around the few viewing ports, just in time to see the large bay doors opening and the look of shear terror on the faces of the Ori, as they were sucked out into the dark void.

"Garbage disposal" Daniel said heatedly.