Once again sat alone in the Briefing Room Colonel Harrison finally found the time to review the data files on SG-10's mission that found them emerge in an unfamiliar base in the frozen wastelands of Antarctica. Although the files where remarkably complete, even by SGC standards he could read between the lines as he could almost feel that something had happened on that unusual mission, it was a matter of record that SG-10 had assisted in the recovery of another team captured by the Goa'uld of that universe however, equipment was still unaccounted for specifically equipment that belonged to the then Commander MacDonald.

"Still looking over those files Colonel?" A voice called out.

Slowly, the Colonel looked around and smiled as a man stood at his side peering over his shoulder.

"SG-10's… cross over. Interesting read"

"That it is… pull up a chair" He smiled.

"You know Steve, sooner or later you will have too finalise your team"

"How did you do it, if you don't mind me asking"

Smiling, the Colonel at his side sat down and placed a mug before him.

"This time it's real tea. I had it shipped in from the UK… thought you may be tired of the usual crap they serve here"

"Thank you" He smiled.

Slowly he took a sip of the drink before him and sighed slowly as the Colonel took a long sip of his coffee.

"To be honest, I annoyed the hell out of people. Why are you interested in MacDonald's report and files?" He smiled. "Apart from the obvious… she's attractive"

"I'm married"

"You're divorced"

"You're right. She's a great officer, knows the facility…"

"And she's got a cute little ass too, right?"

"Mitchell, if you're here too annoy me…"

"Is it working?" He smiled.

"Something like that. But she's a wild card; do you know she was placed up on charges before taking position with the SGC?"

"Yeah, she told me" He smiled.

"Really? What did she say?"

"She was caught having an affair with a married man, the SGC buried it. Harrison, no one is perfect… especially MacDonald…" He laughed.

"It's not her I'm thinking of…"

"Williams? Her counterpart?" Mitchell laughed once again.

"Why are you laughing?" He smiled.

"You're serious? My god you are. I suppose there is no harm in asking her, I mean is she's stuck here…"

"We'd have to find a position for her I know. Although I'm not sure how the General will take it"

"Landry? He's a teddy bear… if you want, I'll speak too him if she can't get back of course"

"Thank you Colonel, any help will be appreciated. You know I read your file also Mitchell"

"Why?" He smiled.

"Just wanted to see who I was dealing with, impressive file… that time on P3R-2..."

"Yeah, I got the point…"

"Did you really fall into that…" He smiled.

"Unfortunately yes, Teal'c couldn't do anything but laugh. Jackson was rolling around in tears; all that was left was Vala"

"You pour Bastard!" He laughed.

"You know"

"I thought about taking her, but she's a valued member of"

"She's yours, take her please. I'll even throw in my car if you want" Mitchell begged.

"Thinking about it. I take it you don't like her much" He smirked.

Slowly Mitchell leaned in close with a slight smile on his face as he spoke.

"Actually, I like her. She's always fun too have around and she's fast becoming a great part of my team… just don't tell Vala I said that"

Quickly Mitchell's eyes clenched shut as a cocky female voice whispered in his ear.

"I heard that, thank you Cameron"

Slowly he turned too his left as Vala stood leaning over him with a wide smile on her face.

"Vala I…"

"Ohh no Cameron, you like me… the truth is out, you like me. I must put this on my Facebook page" She laughed.

Slowly Mitchell lowered his head to the table and bounced it off the wood twice as he groaned loudly while she patted his head like some one petting their favourite pet dog.

The plan was set within the minds of the team although it did not sit well with one member of the group; Alison Williams was paired with Major Carla Green and her Tok'Ra symbiont. Alison had no problem with the host as she was all but forced to play host after a horrific injury, but in her own reality the Tok'Ra where a powerful enemy not unlike the Goa'uld they had fought for many centuries to defeat only to take over the rightful leaders of the Regime however, their was something about this Tok'ra symbiont that was different from those whom she had faced in battle against time and time again.

The plan was a bold one, separate the Goa'uld holding Major Grant 'Hostage' from her Jaffa guards while the Captain MacDonald and Commander Anders attempt to capture the male Mabus, Tyler Jarrod would create distractions and sensor ghosts from the Auxiliary control room before securing an escape route out of the complex for the small team. Although the USS Hammond was nearby, they all knew the dangers that awaited them as they made the daring attempt to end the war that was coming before it started. Not allowing her back to turn on the Tok'ra she was ordered to work with, Captain Williams followed the young woman through the corridors towards the target while avoiding all Jaffa Patrols in the area, the isotope injected into them had hidden them from the internal sensors of the facility although no one had told Williams the isotope was of Tok'Ra origin because of her instant dislike of the species in this reality, it was a fear that she would refuse the fourth generation treatment modified by the SGC and based on a Tok'ra design.

"We're almost ready" Green whispered.

"Understood. Do you mind if I ask you a question?"

"Not at all" Carla smiled.

"What's it like, having one of those… creatures… in your head?"

Smiling slight, Green turned to face the counterpart of the woman whom had become her friend over the past years.

"Strange, it's difficult too explain… PATROL!" She whispered.

Quickly, Green pulled Williams into an empty room and covered her mouth with her hand before lowering it slowly and smiling slightly.

"Nice, how did you know?" She whispered as the sound of a Jaffa patrol passed by.

"It was the logical time for them too discover us" She smiled.

"Nice work. So, what's it like?"

"I don't remember 'The Blending' as they call it, I was close to death. It's strange when Alanis talks through me… I can fee my mouth moving and hear her words; I can see what she sees… I have a lot of control over when she speaks. But, sometimes she can take over when I'm emotional to an extent that my guard is lowered"

"So it takes over?" Williams grunted.

"No, but yes… its difficult too explain. Have you ever been asleep but can hear everything going on around you… and all you have to do is open your eyes to see what's going on?"

"More times then I can count" Alison whispered.

"It's something like that but, I can see and feel everything. I have access to her entire knowledge and her mine, she can even talk too me when my mind is quiet enough"

"What did you think when you where first told about this?"

"I… I felt betrayed. But since the death of Jacob Carter and Selmac, relations between the Tok'ra and the Tau'ri have been different almost strained. I've been granted the position of liaison between both species to rebuild a few bridges. You see I was almost dead after a bomb plot to destroy the Tok'ra - Tau'ri Alliance, I was blended with a new kind of Tok'ra, a clone of two different Symbionts much like a Harcesis I have the collected knowledge of both of Alanis'… parents, so too speak"

"I've seen a Goa'uld speak with a human voice, how do I know that Alanis is not in complete control?" Williams sighed.

Smiling slightly, Carla looked around the corner and nodded as the Jaffa patrol had disappeared around the next corner, the very direction they where about to take.

"All I can ask is that you trust me on this. You are speaking to Carla Green… I can tell you one thing though, I don't know if it's the result of her past or if it's something you both share. Mac really pisses me off, she's annoying and always takes risks that somehow pan out in her favour… but she sees a potential in you, we all do… even Alanis. I can guarantee you one thing; we will get your friend free of the Goa'uld. The Tok'ra have a way of doing it without any damage too the host but a slight headache"

"The damned Tok'ra again" She grunted.

"If you can't get home, you and your friend WILL have a place with the SGC, I will make sure of that"

"My place is with the RTC" She smiled.

"I know, and we will do everything we can too get you back. We have the best minds in two galaxies working on that if this Mabus character doesn't already have a way home. You and your people did it for us once; we owe you on that one"

Smiling slightly, Williams checked her weapon once more before they both slowly walked around the corner and followed the Jaffa patrol towards the location of what they had come to call 'The Female Mabus' a dangerous enemy whom had taken the body and along with it, the full knowledge of the Scientist and Recon Team Command officer Major Anna Grant, the brilliant scientist charged with the task of investigating the possibility of using the Stargate itself for multi-dimensional travel and exploration after SG-10 had entered their dimension by accident many months before, however now all that remained was to capture both Goa'uld and escape before they too where captured and possibly executed or made host to what ever symbiont needed a body.