SG-3 had gone on one last recon mission before a decision would be made about what to do on Hanor. Kinsah stayed in the gate room, watching and waiting for them to return. When they did, he questioned them quickly, then came into Jack's office without preamble. "Team come back." He said. "Aten almost done building fortress."

"Kinsah...I have to debrief the team first...that could be a little while..." Jack said, with a sigh. "I'll let you know when I have a team ready to go..."

The young man nodded soberly and went to prepare himself. Taking his knife in his hands and tucking it into his boot, he looked at himself in a mirror and wondered what would happen. Shaking himself mentally, he went up to the meeting.

Jack let SG-3 go before pulling Daniel, Teal'c, Sam, Nick, and Kinsah into the briefing room. "Okay...Reynolds has just given me the intel...I'd like this to start off as a diplomatic mission...tell the people on Hanor that we can help them if they want to rebel against Aten...you guys know the drill..." He said to Daniel. "But as a diplomatic mission, I will accompany you. Sam, you're in charge." He said, turning a glance to his wife.

They nodded and Kinsah got up from the table. "When we go?"

Jack turned to his wife. "Yes, dear, when do we go?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "You're still in charge...you say..."

"Go soon?" The alien pressed.

"An hour..." Jack said, looking over at the red phone on his desk. He was going to get MAJOR complaints from the President and the Joint-Chiefs about leaving the planet. All he could hope was that they wouldn't set their gigantic feet down.

Nodding, Kinsah went to tell Rihana where he was going. "Rihana?" He called.

"Yes?" She asked, sitting next to Alan in the commissary. They'd been laughing and talking, and having a grand ol' time.

"I go in Hanor in hour."

"I come too." She said, standing.

"No." He said, shaking his head. "Too much danger. You stay."

"I strong woman." She protested. "I help."

"Must stay...if can get Nik'las and something happen to me, you take care of." Kinsah insisted urgently. "Promise!"

She looked down at her feet. "Promise." She conceded.

Reaching out a gentle hand, Kinsah touched his sister's cheek. "You all I have, except for son...not live if something happen to you."

"You come back fine." She said, strongly. "Nothing happen to you."

"Nothing sure in life, Rihana." Her brother replied sadly.

He hugged her then turned to leave, and she watched him go, tears misting in her eyes.

Kinsah turned back, looking at Alan. "Ah'len, you take care of sister."

"Yes, sir." He said, respectfully. "I wouldn't dream of letting anything happen to her..."

A slight smile quirked his lips. "Take care of for rest of life, Ah'len..."

Rihana's cheeks began to show her blush as Alan looked at her. "One way or another...I'll do my best..."

"Good." Kinsah said. Squaring his shoulders, he turned away and walked out of the room.

Alan looked over to see Rihana's lip quiver. "Come here." He said, pulling her into an embrace as she allowed herself to cry tears for the people she'd lost, for the brother she might lose and the family she felt slip slowly from her fingers.

"No matter what happens, I'll always be here for you." He whispered.

"I know..." She said, clinging to him.

He felt quite helpless in this situation. He wanted to promise her that her brother would be okay, but working in the SGC had taught him that the fragile threads holding people to life could be all too easily severed when you least expected it.

--

The team suited up, as did Nick, Daniel, Teal'c and Jack. "Okay people, let's head out." Jack said authoritatively.

They walked through the gate, weapons drawn. There was no telling what would await them on the other side.

Everyone was relieved however when there was no war party or contingent of Aten's Jaffa. Moving quickly and steathily, they hauled butt to the settlement.

After Daniel had argued with some of the men for a few minutes, he succeeded in speaking to Leinha, one of the junior members of the council. He spoke with the other members of that ruling body and though they did not wish to speak to Daniel, they said that they would think about allowing Nick to address them. Once Leinha left and some time passed, Daniel pestered another guard and learned that the village elders were stuck in a meeting, refusing to come out until they had come to a conclusion as to whether they would meet with Nick or not. For nearly two hours, Nick sat on a log by the fire just outside of the tent housing the village elders. At this point, Nick stood, his leg starting to get stiff. "I'm gonna go stretch. Let me know if they come to a decision before I get back?"

Daniel nodded. "Don't go too far…"

"Yes, Dad." The dancer retorted with a chuckle.

He walked a few yards off and began doing some basic stretches for his leg. Before he knew it, simple stretches had turned into basic ballet, and the sun was setting over the hills. He was lost in a world of dance, gracefully immersing his body in the art.

He heard the sound of footsteps behind him. He turned, expecting to see Daniel with a grave look on his face, indicating that the elders were finished meeting. "So…they gonna meet with me?"

Instead of the friendly face he'd been expecting, he found an enemy Jaffa. The staff weapon in the warrior's hands opened, in preparation for firing. Nick jumped out of the way as the weapon fired, hitting the tree behind him. As he fell, he heard a snap and pain shoot through his nearly healed leg. "Gah!" He exclaimed, trying to bite back an exclamation of pain.

The Jaffa aimed again, and Nick knew that if he were to shoot, he wouldn't be nearly fast enough to get out of the way of this blast. However, he managed to get himself to his feet before he heard chilling words.

"Jaffa! Kree!"

The voice was gravelly, and the demon that belonged to it was dressed in royal robes. The Jaffa that would have gladly executed Nick turned to his god. "Master?"

"Bring him."

Nick was almost paralyzed as he stared at the fiend, dressed in robes of gold and scarlet. There was something about staring evil in the face that made Nick's blood run cold. Suddenly, he knew that if he were to ever return home, he would never be the man he'd been before he left.

--

The scuffle was not lost on the members of the expedition, and Jack led Kinsah, Liam Harris, and Teal'c to see what the matter was. They searched the area surrounding the tent, but there was no sign of Nick.

"Daniel…" Jack said, urgently as they group returned to the tent.

"Where's Nick? The elders need to speak to him!" Daniel said, excitedly.

"Daniel…Nick's been captured."

"What?" Daniel asked, surprised. "That's not possible…no…"

"Daniel…we need to find him! Now, you can either explain that to the elders, or you can help us look for him…those are your options."

"Jack, the elders barely agreed to meet with HIM. Do you really think they're going to let me tell them that he's missing?"

"Then don't tell them that he's missing!"

"What the hell am I supposed to tell them then?"

"I don't know! Think of something!"

"Oh, thanks!"

"Daniel, I don't care what you do, but we've gotta go find Nick and keep him from getting into bigger trouble than he's already gotten himself into!"

"Right…"

Jack took the expedition members with him while Daniel turned around and knocked on the tent door. A servant of the council walked outside. "Dr. Jackson? Where is Dr. Kosovich? The council members are reconsidering their invitation to have an audience with him."

"I know, Hinjar. But…Dr. Kosovich was working on something that I believe that the Council members would appreciate…a…token of his appreciation for this meeting. He has gone to practice a dance."

Hinjar nodded. "I shall tell them. Wait here."

"Thank you." Daniel said, bowing. As he did so, he prayed that Nick would return quickly.

--

Kinsah did some investigating of his own and was able to pick up the tracks of the Jaffa that had carried Nick off.

"Jack, I find where Nik'las go...I track."

"Kinsah..." Jack sighed. "We have people that can find him more easily than you can. Just stay put."

The alien looked up at him, his jaw set angrily. "I can track better here...this myworld."

The general returned his glare. "I'm in charge here, Kinsah...don't force me to order you to stay here."

Sighing, the alien turned away. Jack closed his eyes, only to have them fly open when Liam Harris hissed, "Kinsah! Get back here!"

Jack whirled around in time to see the trail of dust rising up behind Kinsah as he ran across the dry grasslands of Hanor. "I am going to KILL that boy!" He exploded as they followed him.

Once he came to the edge of the forest, Kinsah climbed up a tree so he could have a better vantage point.

"Kinsah! Get out of that tree!" Jack ordered.

"Find Nik'las!" He said, stubbornly. "Have training!"

"I don't care if you have the Queen of England held hostage…you follow my order or…"

Kinsah's face paled and in his surprise, he fell out of the tree.

"Thank you." Jack said, heaving a sigh.

"Nik'las taken."

"Taken where?"

"By foul ones."

Jack paled. "Crap."

Daniel ran toward them. "We've gotta get to the gate!" He yelled.

"What? Daniel? What'd you do?"

"I did what you asked me to do!" He yelled as they ran. "I told them that Nick was on his way…but after a half an hour of waiting they didn't buy it any more!"

An arrow whizzed past Jack's head, and he looked at Daniel. "They're firing at us?"

He turned and fired a few rounds from his P-90 before he was hit in the arm by a blast from a staff weapon, fired by the Jaffa that had accompanied the villagers, causing him to stumble and fall, his head landing on a rather prickly plant. The sap of the plant completely covered his face as it exploded from the force exerted upon it, and he struggled to keep from slipping into unconsciousness.

"Teal'c! Get the General!" Liam shouted over the fray. "Dr. Jackson, dial the gate!"

An arrow hit his leg as well, and Kinsah helped to pull the lieutenant up. All three grabbed their P-90s and began firing, Kinsah with a tiny flicker of hesitation in his moves. These were his brothers and sisters from his home world.

"Kinsah!" One of them called. "How can you side with these heretics?"

"They speak truth, Rhinklan!"

"You hurt brothers!"

Kinsah looked at the weapon in his hand, now pointed at Rhinklan. "I must protect…" He said, as he reluctantly pulled the trigger.

The young man fell to the ground, dead from the bullets piercing his flesh as the event horizon opened. Kinsah looked sorrowfully at the last of the contingent of native warriors, dead by his hand. "I sorry." He whispered, mournfully as a contingent of Jaffa closed in on their position, firing at the tiny band.

"KINSAH!" Liam called. "Let's go!"

Kinsah nodded, turning on his fellow men and returning through the Stargate with the off-worlders.