Chapter 33
An all too familliar sound caused Daniel Jackson to quicken his pace as he walked down the hall to his quarters. He stopped. Hesistating slightly when he noticed the door was ajar. Peeking inside he saw the same girl he had glimpsed before the elevator doors had closed in on him pressing the play button on his stereo and hopping onto his bed.
"Come in Daniel. Close the door behind you."
Looking around cautiously, Daniel complied. He said nothing as he watched her sitting on his bed, eyes clolsed, listening intently to the music.
"What is this song called?" she asked opening her eyes and turning her head in his direction.
"The Times They Are A-Changin'."
"Who sings it?"
"Bob Dylan," Daniel replied smiling softly. "It was a favorite of my fathers."
"Does it make you think of him when you hear it?"
Daniel's smile faded,"Yes."
"Do you often associate music to people to hold meaning in your life?"
"Yes."
"What song makes you think of you're mother?"
"Daydream Believer by The Monkees."
"Janet Fraiser?"
"Summertime, Janis Joplin."
"Jack?"
"White Rabbit by Jefferson Airplane. There's actually a funny story behind that one."
The little girl looked to Daniel with an ere of both annoyance and disinterest.
"But you don't want to hear it do you?"
"Not really'"
"What is this about?"
"Did you have a song for Sha're?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"After everything that happened, not a day goes by -- even now -- where her prescence, her memory, isn't alive inside of me. I didn't need a reminder."
"That sounds suffocating."
"It wasn't always."
"But it is now?"
"I never thought there would be a time when I could picture my life without Sha're in it somehow. Whether it was the year we were married or how she drove my desire to destroy the Goa'uld."
"The Goa'uld are destroyed."
"And I don't know, but it feels as if I have come full circle. As if justice has finally been served and I can let Sha're go. I mean a part of me will always love her, but I don't know -- I guess I am ready to move on."
"To love again?"
Daniel sat down beside the small girl smiling, "Maybe."
"Yes or no, Daniel. There is no maybe."
"Yes."
"Good. It means you are ready."
"What do you mean by ready? Ready for what?"
"What awaits on that ship isn't important. At least not for you. What matters is the planet beneath it."
"What's on the planet?"
"There is something you must find there. And only you."
"How will I know what I am looking for?"
"When you see it, you will know?"
"What about Mitchell? I can't just abadon him and the rescue mission."
"What awaits on the ship is Mitchell's path. Not yours."
"What do you mean?" Daniel asked vying the girl suspiciously.
"As I said to you before. Ultimately a man must walk his chosen path alone. What awaits on that ship is Mitchell's destiny. Not yours."
"Mitchell has a destiny?"
"Every living creature has a destiny. Some are more grand than others. Mitchell's path begins on that ship. Yours begins on that planet."
Daniel sat there in momentary shock, allowing the conversation to sink in. Finally ready, he turned to the little girl and spoke softly, recognition twinged in his voice.
"I know you, don't I? I feel like we've met before."
"That is because we have."
"Thats why I am so comfortable talking to you, we used to do this all the time."
"More often than others would have liked."
"Who are you?"
"You will remember in time."
"Why me? Why does all of this happen to me?"
"Because it is in your blood. As it was your mother before you and your grandfather before her."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Go to the planet. You will find what you seek there."
Daniel looked to the girl with determination. Grabbing his coat off a nearby chair, he walked out the room and down the hall to the ring transport. Once he was out of sight, Morgan smiled.
"As it was written, so shall it come to pass."