Beginning a New Path

by stargatesg1fan1

Massive multiverse crossover between Harry Potter/Buffy/Stargate/Star Trek Enterprise/X-Men/Fantastic Four/Iron Man/Highlander/Justice League/Underworld/Star Wars and More in that order. Harry Potter is the main character. Full summary inside. Non-Traditional-Harem, Builds up to Awesome Power Harry. 1 Million Words. 150 Smut Scenes (Very Sensual Story).

16. Chapter 16

Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized characters or universes within.

Chapter 16

When we came upon a rogue planet we detected a small ship on its surface. Upon closer inspection we found a hunting party from a nearby system. The captain got us invited to stay and I headed down with the camping gear. That night Archer saw a woman in the woods he had us all up and searching for.

When nobody was found I decided to follow my instincts and start scanning minds. The captain really did see a woman but there was also evidence of a recent telepath that wasn't me going through his mind. The hunters suspected the woman of being what they call a wraith, a telepathic shape shifter they came here to hunt.

When everybody went back to sleep I silently flew into the forest. It was rare I get to fly under my own power anymore so I enjoyed it. I flew until I sensed the mind of the telepath that had left her mark in Archer. I landed and she changed shape to that of the woman Archer saw.

"Why can't I sense your mind," she said fearfully.

"You have no need to fear me shape shifter," I told her sensing that she hadn't been able to detect my approach at all. Her kind could normally detect the hunters by their approaching minds. "You cannot sense my mind because I am somewhat like you," I told her as I transformed into my Harry Potter form then back.

"What do you want," she asked in what now seemed like curiosity instead of fear.

"To help you."

"How can you help me," she asked.

I concentrated with my power and willed a fidelus like ward around the entire planet.

"The hunters will no longer be able to find your planet," I told her.

"Thank you," she replied in shock.

She wasn't sure whether or not to believe me.

As I left her there and flew back to camp I could sense her starting to believe me after watching a bit of my power in the form of flight. I put a suggestion into the hunters minds that they would decide to leave early, at daybreak. They wouldn't be able to find the planet again with the ward I erected. No hunter would ever be able to find it now. With my good deed done Enterprise moved on after a brief exploration by some of our science teams.

Humanities first encounter with the Ferengis was definitely not a pleasant one. I was laying in the decontamination chamber when nanite alarms all over the ship started alerting me that my crew mates were being knocked unconscious by a gas. My cruiser alerted me to the origin of the problem being the artifact I just brought back from a lunar survey.

When the Ferengi ship approached I allowed it to dock even though my first instinct was to blow it to atoms. As soon as the hatch opened for them to come aboard two of the pirates (they had the nerve to call themselves merchants) came aboard with gas masks. Two very accurate shots rang out from my phase pistol, killing them instantly. I don't play with pirates, especially ones my cruiser informed me are also slavers.

My cruiser hacked their systems and found that they routinely sold the most beautiful women as slaves. I knew right away that my two lovers would be among this group.

I apparated inside their ship to just behind the remaining two and killed them quickly. It wasn't difficult to find the antidote to the gas in a hypo spray one of the dead Ferengis had on him. I first woke the captain and then T'Pol. I managed to find a refill for the hypo spray in one of their pockets. I next woke Dr. Phlox and Travis so he could pilot the ship.

"Well that was definitely a most unpleasant species," Dr. Phlox stated as he examined one of the unconscious crew members.

"I can't agree more Doctor. If I was the type of person that judged an entire species by the actions of a few individuals I would recommend to Starfleet that we label the Ferengis as a hostile species," Archer commented.

"Trust me captain something tells me they are all like that," I told him.

"Well they should all wake up in another couple of hours. It makes more sense to wait rather than trying to synthesize that much antidote," Phlox announced his findings.

"Well it looks like we have another ship to add to our fleet. T'Pol and Trip you two go over it for anything valuable. After we take anything we want we'll forward it back to Starfleet," Archer ordered.

"Yes captain," we both answered.

"Oh and Trip put those pirate pieces of trash out the airlock," he added.

At this rate Starfleet is going to be the most technologically advanced force in the sector within a couple of years. They get ships that might only need slight upgrades if they need any at all while also getting a wide array of technology and information databases. I know personally that the personal shields used by one of our attackers are being implemented into the common personnel suits. Once used the new personal shields should make the wearer immune to quite a bit of energy weapons fire.

We came across a trader named D'Marr not long after. We didn't really need any supplies but we still wanted to sample other cultures. That was kind of a big part of our mission. D'Marr told us a ghost story about a haunted ship that he once tried to salvage. The others were naturally skeptical but I grew up at Hogwarts with ghosts. Therefore I convinced the captain to go check the wrecked ship out.

When we got there the Enterprise didn't detect any life signs. After landing and inspecting the wreck we ended up finding what appeared to be the crew hidden under a cloaking field. The alien crew told us they crash landed on the planet three years ago on their way to their home planet, Kantare. I could tell right away something wasn't right.

I extended my senses and found that only two members of the "crew" had souls. The rest were nothing but hard light holograms. I decided to play it by ear and so only told T'Pol and Hoshi. I noticed that the only live female crew member, Liana, was attracted to me. I could smell her arousal and the increased sexual energy she gave off. I also happened to notice how sexually frustrated Malcolm is no matter how much he tries to hide it.

Malcolm has become a pretty good friend of late. We got a good chance to talk during our shuttle run when the incident with the micro singularities happened. I decided to take one for the team and let Malcolm have this one. I used my power to redirect Liana's attraction towards Malcolm. The chief science officer ended up getting some before I revealed to the captain the true nature of the alien crew.

He managed to convince Liana's father (the only other living crew member besides Liana) to take his daughter home. He hadn't wanted to leave the planet before but saw the wisdom in leaving once he realized that if something happened to him Liana would be all alone.

A week later the captain and Travis were out in the shuttle pod on the other side of a moon from the ship investigating strange energy readings. When they didn't return at the scheduled time we knew something was up. After searching quite a bit their whereabouts were revealed through a transmission a few hours later. The call was from a Colonel Grat. Grat is part of a government, the Tandarans, who are at war with the Suliban Cabal.

"I'd like to speak with the captain," T'Pol responded when Grat finished explaining what occurred with the captain.

"I'm sorry but regulations forbid that. There's nothing to be concerned about. They've been placed in comfortable quarters and it's perfectly safe," Grat responded.

"If it's all the same to you I'd rather here that from the captain," I broke in before T'Pol could respond.

"I'm afraid that's not possible," Grat again answered.

"May we attend the hearing," T'Pol asked.

"Of course," Grat answered.

"Will they be given legal representation," T'Pol asked.

He assured us they would and could choose their own representation. He then sent us the coordinates for their capitol planet.

As soon as he cut off Malcolm asked, "Hoshi?"

"I can't trace the signal. He must have scrambled the carrier wave," Hoshi answered.

"There's no need," I answered.

Everybody's attention was now focused on me.

"Some of my more recent tinkering with the shuttle pods included a way to track them from just about any distance. In order for them not to detect it the system will only signal me under two conditions. The first is when it picks up an omni directional activation burst from me. Their captors will most likely think it's just some gamma burster radiation. But it would be best not to risk it until we don't have an alternative," I stated.

"And the second condition," my Vulcan lover asked.

"It will automatically begin broadcasting if it detects the health deterioration of either Travis or the Captain," I answered.

"Then we won't risk it unless we have no choice. Set a course for Tandara Prime," T'Pol ordered the temporary helmsman.

What I didn't tell anybody is that I know a lot more about the condition of our two missing crew members than that system I just described would allow. It also included transmission equipment built to send its transmissions in the same dimension where most of the vacuum energy is concentrated in and where I draw some of my power.

It would take an extremely advanced civilization to detect those transmissions. Besides that the entire system is very well concealed. So the nanites in the captain and Travis are constantly keeping me up to date on everything that's going on. At the moment they are getting to know some Suliban who are not members of the Cabal very well. I am glad they are able to learn not to judge an entire species by the actions of a few bad apples.

When Gat started questioning the captain about his knowledge of the Cabal and didn't like the captain's response I knew things wouldn't go well from there. I was proven corrected when Gat contacted us with news that the hearing had been postponed.

"It looks like it's time for the tracking system," Hoshi announced as soon as the transmission ended.

"Proceed," T'Pol told me in agreement with her Asian lover.

I activated the tracking system so that the coordinates appeared at Hoshi's console. To minimize the chance of them picking up our activities some of the nanites from the captain and Travis had multiplied using the materials around them and took control of the detention facilities sensors so that they didn't register anything.

"Got it," Hoshi announced.

"And I'm pretty sure they didn't detect it," I told everyone.

"Proceed to the coordinates," T'Pol ordered.

When we got there it wasn't too difficult to beam down a communicator to the captain's cell. The captain wanted us to help rescue the 89 Suliban being held against their will. Unfortunately the plan we worked up didn't hold up the next day. Instead of the captain contacting us when we approached the planet it was Gat. He threatened us with two patrol ships.

"It's time for plan B," I radioed to the bridge.

"What is plan be," T'Pol asked over the com system.

"This," I announced as I activated a preprogrammed sequence on my console.

From our position in orbit our phase cannons shot narrow energy beams down through the planets atmosphere to strike out at specific targets. At the same time the transporter started beaming up the prisoners in groups of ten into several cargo bays. In a matter of twenty seconds all of the prisoners had made the journey from the detention facility to Enterprise.

The captain hadn't realized how much I upgraded the transporter system when he made his plan. His plan had the Suliban escaping in impounded Cabal ships. The captain knew about the site to site upgrades I had already made but had no clue about the upgrade allowing it to transport ten people at a time.

The autopilot on the impounded shuttle pod engaged causing the ship to blast its way out of the impound facility. Enterprise shot death and destruction until the detention center was obliterated. The two patrol ships that Gat threatened us with were easily dispatched by our contingent of captured ships that flew out of range from us at all times.

The two patrol ships were no match for our escorts and were quickly destroyed. There would be nobody left to tell what happened. This way Gat wouldn't have a copy of our database which he obtained from the shuttle pod systems. The transporters picked up one last passenger in the form of the wife of one of the captain's new friends. She had been held in a different camp.

"How did you manage to find her," Archer asked when the extremely happy family was reunited.

"It was no problem with a quick DNA scan," I told him.

"Trip you continually find new ways to amaze me every week," Archer informed me before helping coordinate our new passengers.

It didn't take us long to get them to the colonies away from Tandarin space. They had friends there that would help them get settled.

When we invited members of a species called the Kreetassans aboard for a first contact meeting we ended up offending them quickly with our eating habits. I found it amusing that they were offended because we ate in front of each other. To them eating was as private as mating. They must not meet or befriend a lot of species if they get offended that easily.

Near disaster was averted as they unknowingly left us a little present. A gelatinous organism crawled from their ship to ours. My cruiser detected it and immediately beamed it into one of its shielded holding cells. My ship's AI was eventually able to communicate with it and determine the life form's planet of origin. The ship constructed a hyperspace capable probe and sent it off with the life form inside. The probe would remain on the planet to observe and study the organism that encompassed the entire planet.

It actually rejoined the rest of itself when the probe dropped it off. I found the thought of such an organism fascinating. After that I installed a dedicated scanner on Enterprise that would scan the entire ship constantly and let me know if something foreign came aboard. I even informed the captain of the scanner but not the reason that prompted me to install it.

"Again Trip your ingenuity continues to amaze me," was his praising response.

When T'Pol, the captain, and I were eating dinner in his mess about a week later my Vulcan lover showed how much she had learned of human tact in her time with us.

"Are you suffering from a lack of sexual activity," she bluntly asked.

She had to ask right when I was eating as I began choking. I quickly calmed down as Archer decided to address this issue since I imagine the question was mostly directed at him. She knows I'm not suffering from a lack of sexual activity because she and Hoshi are taking care of that themselves.

"What makes you think that," Archer asked.

"It's my experience that your mating ritual is effective in easing tension. Efficiency is down three percent," she responded.

"T'Pol honey I'm sure the captain doesn't want to hear about our sex life," I told her.

The captain seemed to agree because he ignored her experience comment when he responded. It's not that the captain didn't want to think of T'Pol and Hoshi in sexual positions it's that he didn't want to think of them with his best friend. Plus after having gone so long without sex it was torture to think of two of the hottest women on the ship like that.

"We've all gone about ten months without a break. I think it's normal for people to get a little...sloppy," he stated while barely managing to keep from snickering.

"Perhaps it's time the crew takes shore leave. I took the liberty of locating a suitable planet," she told us before beginning to tell us of the planet Risa.

The captain easily approved the idea. After we were on our way to Risa our trip was unfortunately interrupted by an order from Starfleet. We were being redirected to pick up a Vulcan ambassador named V'Lar and take her to a Vulcan ship that would rendezvous with us.

Hoshi gave up her cabin for the Ambassador while the Vulcan was on ship. Officially she would be sharing with T'Pol but unofficially she would be bunking with me. Starfleet regulations forbid fraternization between officers in direct chain of command. It is fine that I have a relationship with T'Pol but it would be against regulation for Hoshi and I to be involved.

The captain and everybody else knew about our three way relationship of course but chose not to acknowledge it. So really, both women actually sleep with me most every night.

When we picked her up we were told V'Lar was being expelled for abuse of power and criminal misconduct. She certainly didn't seem like that kind of person upon first meeting. She joined us in the captain's mess for dinner and we got to know her.

She was one of the ones who first helped organize the treaty with Andoria before first contact with earth.

"That was over ninety years ago. How long have you been a diplomat," I asked.

"Commander I understand on your world it is impolite to ask a woman her age," she responded.

I tried stuttering a backpedaling excuse before she stopped me.

"Forgive me commander. It was my attempt at humor," she stated.

I think I could learn to like this Vulcan. She has a sense of humor.

"Suffice it to say that with T'Pol and myself here you are most certainly dining with the two oldest people on this ship," she tells me.

How wrong she is in thinking they are the two oldest. With my combined memories I can easily be considered well over a millennia old.

The conversation then turned to the charges against V'Lar. She told us that her guilt is irrelevant as long as the people she was ambassador to felt she was guilty. I could feel the emotional blow to my lover that caused. The ambassador retired soon after.

Archer wanted to go question T'Pol about her demeanor towards the ambassador but I convinced him to let me do it. I intercepted her just after she dropped the ambassador off at her cabin. She quickly revealed that the Ambassador was one of her childhood heroes. She didn't say it in those words but it was the Vulcan equivalent. We were interrupted by the captain calling us to the bridge.

It turned out a Masarite (the people the ambassador just left) ship wanted to take her back to the capitol we just left. The captain knew something was up when we didn't hear any orders as such from Starfleet. When we tried to contact Starfleet the other ship jammed us and then opened fire.

The engagement was short. Our shielding held against the fire before we returned it at a much greater power. They were dead in the water and without power after two shots from our phase cannon. I had helped Malcolm get the phase cannons operational in warp so that the field wasn't destabilized like it would have should we have tried firing while traveling at high speeds. We left the Masarite ship behind adrift. The only reason we didn't destroy it is because we don't know the whole situation and don't want to cause an interstellar incident.

Archer and T'Pol confronted V'Lar about what was going on but she stonewalled him with no information. That was the wrong thing to do to Archer. He had us set a course back to the capitol we left to return V'Lar. The Vulcans were raising hell about it but they wouldn't give us any information and were risking our lives.

It took T'Pol to convince the captain to change his mind after she cleared the air with her hero. The captain turned around but we came under fire by three Masarite ships. Luckily for us they were no match for our speeds. Our shield held against their fire long enough for us to pull far ahead of them. We stayed within sensor range of them so they kept up their pursuit. We didn't go maximum speed because we soon intercepted a Vulcan ship we had detected.

Between the Vulcans and ourselves we had enough sensor data of the incident for the ambassador to have an even more solid case against what she eventually revealed were corrupted Masarite officials. We left her with the Vulcan ship before leaving again on a course for Risa.

Our journey to Risa was further delayed by a distress call from a small ship. As I was repairing the small vessel I checked out the mind of the pilot named Zobral. Zobral wanted to use Enterprise to help fight a war he was involved in. When the captain came asking me to join him on the desert planet Zobral invited him to I informed him that I found information of Zobral's plans while working on his ship.

The captain agreed that due to this new information from Zobral's computer we shouldn't go. So instead we left for Risa again. It was rather naïve of the captain to accept the invitation to Zobral's planet without more information about him but luckily potential disaster was averted.

When we finally arrived at Risa we drew lots to see which half of the crew would go down first. I may have tweaked the program that was supposed to do it randomly so that T'Pol, Hoshi, and myself would be going down together. Not all of the senior officers could go at once. I also made sure Malcolm was in our group because he plans on picking up a female companion. I can make sure his companion is truly female.

Phlox was taking his hibernation phase during the break which proved to be bad timing when Travis came aboard with a broken leg from a rock climbing accident.

"He was having breathing problems on the way back up," the shuttle pilot informed us.

"Did they give you any medicine," crewman Cutler asked Travis.

"Just a hypo spray for the pain," he answered.

We left for the medical bay at that point.

"You're having a reaction to the medication they gave you," Cutler explained after scanning Travis in the medical bay.

I examined her scan and saw an easy solution. I walked over to the bench and mixed up a hypo spray injection before loading it into the injector.

"Here now we won't have to trouble Phlox," I told Cutler as I handed her the injector.

"Are you sure this is correct? I didn't know you had medical training," Cutler asked.

"Enough to know that will negate the effects of what they gave him," I told her.

She looked hesitant before finally giving him the injection. Almost immediately he began to breathe better.

"Thanks," Travis told me.

"No problem," I answered.

"Now I should be able to handle the broken leg," Cutler told us before we left the bay.

The only other excitement during that first rotation was involving the captain. When he asked T'Pol to have a bio scan checked with the database I was immediately suspicious. When it turned out to come from a Tandaran I trained our sensors on his hotel room. When he fell unconscious a few minutes later I beamed him to sick bay while transporting the other occupant of his room to a holding cell in the brig.

After reviving the captain I took him to the holding cell to show him our new guest.

"So Colonel Gat sent information out to his superiors before we blew him to high hell," the captain questioned Keyla.

"I was just following orders. My family really was killed by the Cabal," was her only reply.

"What was your mission involving me," Archer asked.

"I was just supposed to find out what you know about the Cabal," she answered.

"And the knockout agent?"

"A girl has to be careful. You were so nice to me I was just going to leave," Keyla stated.

"I actually believe you. Which is why I'm going to let you go."

"Thank you Jonathon," she told him before kissing him goodbye.

After we beamed her back to the surface the captain and I were walking to the bridge.

"Thanks for the rescue," Archer told me.

"No problem. You know there is still time for you to enjoy on the surface," I answered.

"I don't think so. I think I've found enough excitement for one trip. Why don't you and the girls head down with Malcolm now," he told me.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah go have fun," he said.

I didn't need telling twice. Our little group was soon on its way down to the surface. Our first stop was a night club for Malcolm.

"So see anyone you like," I asked him.

T'Pol was on my one arm with Hoshi on the other. They are both wearing hot little cocktail dresses and seem to be soaking up the atmosphere. Hoshi was trying to learn some new languages without her universal translator. When I finally do tell her about my true nature she'll have plenty of languages to learn from the Alteran database. Although we can just download those straight to her brain with a few upgrades.

"What about her," Malcolm asked as he indicated a green skinned humanoid.

I laughed before replying, "Malcolm I think you might want to check your gender preference. That would be a male."

"Really how can you tell," he asked.

"I made it a point to study some of the most common species in the Vulcan database and how to differentiate between genders."

What I wasn't telling him is that my cruiser was currently taking scans of everyone I instructed it to and cross referencing them with the database and its own AI systems. Using my nanites as a local scanner it is even checking them all for diseases.

"That's a very good idea," Malcolm told me.

I just smiled before asking, "Try again."

He indicated several more to which I warned him that they were incompatible with our species.

"What about those two," he indicated two human looking women.

"Sorry Malcolm I don't think you can pull off the two women approach like I can," I told him with a laugh as I put my arms around my girls.

"I meant one of them Trip. Unless you think I can pull off two," he quickly stated in a thoughtful voice.

"Well I'm not so sure they are your type," I played with him.

I didn't need my scanners to tell from their pheromones that they are both male and shape shifters.

One look into their eyes and a bit of subtle telepathy and they had a new career path other than ripping off tourists.

"How about that one," I said as I indicated a blue skinned beauty that was now eyeing Malcolm after I pointed her out.

"Very nice. Do you know what species she is," he asked.

"Taranathian if I'm not mistaken. They are renowned for their sexual prowess. They have very good control over certain parts of their anatomy and have excellent stamina," I told him with a grin.

He returned the grin before it suddenly became reticent.

"Do you think she would go for a human," he asked.

"Only one way to find out my friend."

"Right," he said before mustering his courage and approaching her.

With a bit of a pheromone manipulation his new friend was all over him.

"I don't remember a Taranathian species in the database," T'Pol told me after he left.

"That's because it wasn't. I may have hacked into Risa's central database for a larger listing of species that have visited Risa."

I could feel her amusement at the idea.

"Come on. You owe us a dance," my Asian lover said before dragging me up to the dance floor.

I danced with both my lovers at the same time for a bit. Malcolm's date seemed to be all over him on the dance floor. Finally we retired.

The next day was spent on the beach with my girls. Malcolm brought his blue skinned friend and he couldn't get the shit eating grin off his face. My nose picked their smell up all over each other.

Now I don't know about anybody else but my sex god libido couldn't take T'Pol and Hoshi in string bikinis for long without action. I finally dragged them into the serf with me. I used my power to cause Malcolm and his blue lover to become overcome with lust for each other. Luckily we were in a private part of the beach but I didn't really care.

Insert smut scene here

In the end I was able to get him transported but not without the captain finding out. He wouldn't authorize it otherwise. Naturally the captain wasn't really qualified to run that type of transport himself and I was still on the surface with Malcolm. So the operator found out as well when he saw the scanners on the transporter.

Phlox was able to separate the two fairly easily but most of the ship ended up finding out from that transporter operator. It was a source of great amusement for some time to come. My response when Malcolm complained was also a source of amusement.

"Look at it this way Malcolm. You might actually have discovered a growth enhancement that works," I told him.

A few days later Enterprise came upon a mining colony made up of 3600 Paraagans. It was a matriarchal society. It reminds me of my home in the stargate verse. The only decisions I get to make are the ones my wives don't know about. When we received their special landing protocols we took a shuttle down.

We had barely entered the atmosphere when I felt it. A plasma ignition ignited one of the byproducts from the mining operation and scorched the surface of the planet for quite a distance in every direction. I felt 3600 lives snuff out in an instant. It was horrible.

The shuttle was tossed about from the shockwave but the shield and the inertial dampeners kept us from getting tossed about inside of the pod. We immediately flew back to the ship.

"I closed both plasma ducts. I'm sure of it," Malcolm told the captain when we got out of the shuttle.

"Are you sure there is nothing left," Archer asked Hoshi as she just arrived in the bay.

He already knew the answer but he wanted confirmation from her. He also sounded to me like he was in a bit of denial.

"We could see the colony in full magnification. The ground was scorched for at least a hundred kilometers in every direction sir," Hoshi answered.

"Could one of the dampeners have been malfunctioning," Archer asked.

"No. A malfunction would have set off an alarm. There are multiple redundancies," I answered for Malcolm. "We'll begin an investigation immediately," I told him after a pause to get my thoughts in order.

I was still trying to recover from so much life being snuffed out within close range of my senses.

"Have you tried hailing the colony," Archer asked Hoshi again.

"Sir I tried to explain there is nothing left. No buildings, no trees, no people," she reiterated forcefully in frustration.

"That's impossible. There were 3600 people down there," he whispered.

"I'm afraid it is possible sir," I told him sadly.

We all began the investigation but nothing was adding up right. The captain was jumping down our throats to find an answer. All the logs said the plasma ducts were closed. There were sensors aimed at those ducts that confirmed they were closed.

The captain finally had to report the incident to Admiral Forest. He told us to continue checking our logs while he called an emergency meeting of the Starfleet council. T'Pol was having a hard time with how the captain was acting. I tried to explain to her this new human emotion for her.

"Why don't you act like that? As head of engineering and in charge of the shuttle pod maintenance personnel you hold just as much responsibility as the captain. Neither of you was directly responsible yet you were responsible through the chain of command if the shuttle did malfunction," T'Pol stated.

"You have to admit that you don't think I'm exactly a normal human lover," I told her.

"No I do admit you are not. Otherwise I wouldn't be with you," she finally agreed.

T'Pol and I were called to the captain's ready room to hear the verdict from Starfleet when the call came through.

"The mission's been cancelled," Archer told us in a flat voice as he faced the window.

"Are you serious," I asked.

"From what Admiral Forest tells me Ambassador S'Vol will use this to convince Starfleet that we need another ten or twenty years before we try this again," Archer told us.

"That's it then," I stated in an equally flat voice.

I wasn't about to let this stand. If I have to I'll take an earth crew on my ship out to explore with a much less advanced looking interior. It would be simple enough to say it was a gift from an alien friend I made. My instincts told me everything would work out in the end, besides the fact that 3600 people died that is.

"A Vulcan ship will meet us in three days to pick up you and Dr. Phlox. Please have Travis head for these coordinates," Archer told T'Pol as he handed her a data pad.

I could feel how much this was affecting my mate as well. She was devastated at the chance of being separated from myself and her other crewmates. As we were dismissed I stopped her just outside the captain's door.

"No matter what you will always be with me," I told her as I caressed her cheek.

"Thank you Trip. I..I..," she stuttered.

I could feel her emotions. She was trying to say she loves me. Just the fact that she was trying to vocalize an emotion meant more to me than the actual words.

"I know. I love you too," I replied before kissing her.

When we broke apart I could feel I reassured her.

The next place I went after that was to the shuttle pod bay. I began going over the shuttle with one of my upgraded handheld sensors. The problem was that finding anything more would take the sensors of my ship. They would be detected at full power. I could easily mask them with my nanites in the Enterprise computer system but it was best to wait until the sleep cycle. That way only a skeleton crew would be on the bridge and there was less chance of them noticing anything.

It took my ship a while of cycling through multiple types of countermeasures against most of the cloaking technology it encountered before it found the right one. It found a small ignition device hidden inside the plasma duct under a cloak. At the same time as that discovery my ships' sensors detected a temporal anomaly consistent with previous visits by crewman Daniels in the captain's quarters.

It wasn't difficult with my cruiser to trace Archer back ten months into the past through his nanites. I recorded his conversation and already was going over the device in the database I acquired from Daniels called a quantum beacon. It shouldn't be too difficult to create and maybe even improve for a clearer signal.

I waited until Archer came back to our time before approaching his cabin.

"All senior staff to my ready room," he ordered over the senior staff channel as he hurriedly got dressed.

"Trip how did you get here so fast," he asked as he almost ran into me coming out of his room.

"I was just coming to see you. Look what I found," as I held up the glorified remote control lighter.

"Trip you again amaze me. Come on," he told me as he led the way to the ready room with the device in hand.

As we entered the room we saw everyone assembled.

Archer handed the device to T'Pol while telling her, "If I'm not mistaken you'll find this device was designed to generate a plasma stream."

"Put a team together Trip. I'm going to need two quantum beacons. They'll have to be positron based and have an output of two hundred gigawatts a piece," he continued with his orders to me.

"No problem captain," I answered.

"We're going to need our com channels on the fritz for a day or so. See to it," he told Hoshi.

"Aye sir," Hoshi answered.

"Put the armory on full alert," he ordered Malcolm.

"Turn the ship around Travis. We are going back to the colony," he finished ordering.

It was good to see him back in his game.

By the time we got back to the planet my engineering team and I had the quantum beacons complete. I had convinced the captain to modify his plan a bit. These bastards had just committed mass murder and tried to blame it on us.

The captain knew exactly where to go to find the ship thanks to Daniels' instructions delivered in the past.

"I want the pleasure of doing this myself," the captain said as he pressed the green button.

The Thalaron cannon fired one short pulse into the cloaked Suliban ship leaving no one alive.

From there we easily boarded it and retrieved the disks that showed detailed video and scans of a smaller cloaked Suliban ship attaching the glorified lighter to our shuttle pod. Several of our crew started flying the Suliban ship back for Starfleet to analyze with us following along.

As we sped towards the Vulcan ship sent to meet us the captain explained to T'Pol about Daniels giving him the information. She was much more trusting of it this time after I had a long talk with her about time travel the last time we ran into Daniels.

Shortly thereafter I was called to the bridge because the warp field was going out of alignment.

"What seems to be the problem folks," I asked.

"The auto stabilizers aren't functioning properly," T'Pol told me.

"The computer ran a diagnostic on them ten minutes ago with good results," I told them.

One look at the monitoring equipment and I knew we had trouble.

"Captain I'd say we have a bunch of small ships in our field. Suliban," I announced.

"Shields at full and load the torpedoes. Bring out the quantum beacons and swivel them around us," Archer ordered immediately.

Sure enough a swarm of Suliban ships were surrounding us.

"Charge the phase cannons," the captain ordered Malcolm.

"We're being hailed," Hoshi announced.

"Put it through," was the captain's reply after a moment.

"I wouldn't advice using your weapons Jonathon. Perhaps if we decloak you'll understand why," Silic stated as he came on screen.

Thirty small Suliban vessels revealed themselves.

"Malcolm how many could you take out," Archer asked.

"Not enough before they fire sir," he answered.

"Malcolm you see your new red button beside the green one," I asked.

"Yes I've been wondering what that is," he replied.

"Trip you have something up your sleeve," the captain asked.

"Always sir," I told him.

"Do it. I don't care what happens to these murdering bastards," the captain told us with a grim smile.

"Drop out of warp," I told Travis.

He did as instructed after which the Suliban followed suit and surrounded us again.

"Now push the red button before the green," I instructed.

Malcolm did as instructed. The result was several hull plating panels sliding back from the exterior of the ship with four times the number of smaller saucer shaped dishes extending out of them. Their angling covered every direction with what they fired. A sphere of Thalaron radiation extended out from the ship to encompass all of the ships but a few that were out of range.

Malcolm immediately began firing on those ships with the phase cannons. Only two got away and unfortunately one carried Silic. But twenty-six ships remained as spoils of that engagement.

Everybody was looking at me in shock at my modifications to our ship's weapons system.

"You scare me sometimes Trip," the captain announced.

I could see Travis nodding his agreement.

"How will we keep that system from the folks at Jupiter station," Archer asked thoughtfully after a moment.

"Easily captain, I can switch out the emitter modules with backup shield emitters. As for how we got these ships without damaging them we'll say we took out the Suliban at a second helix we found," I answered with a grin.

"Well you may scare me a bit but you're still a damn genius. Good work people," he announced.

With the new ships and the new evidence Starfleet command had no choice but to let us continue. They were in fact very happy with us. When S'Vol tried to recommend to still cancel our mission T'Pol pretty much chewed him a new asshole, well as much as any Vulcan could do such a thing. I was very proud of my lover and was sure to show her that later that night.

Now though it's time for me to head back to the Stargate verse. I haven't been there for close to a year. My original thought of jumping every day my personal time to a new reality quickly got confusing. So instead I've been spending a year in each reality. A consequence is my missing my girls in each reality. I can't wait to see them and I imagine they are going to love seeing me even though it has only been a normal work day at the SGC for them. Being unbound from the normal constraints of time can get confusing but it sure is fun.

Stargate Verse July 1st 2000…

I arrived home in the Stargate Reality to find all of my lovely ladies were home. Walking into my house I found Hermione, Anya, and Cordy in the study along with Sarah. Buffy and Faith were sparring in the basement. Janet and Sam were in their respective labs in our expanded basement as well. Cassie was still at school. I could tell this all at a glance through the walls and a bit of help from my nanite connected satellite network.

I was feeling frisky and decided to do something about it. I went up to our bedroom and quickly disrobed. Lying on the bed I began to send out my mind to all of my women. I quickly made them all aroused and made them have the urge to come to the bedroom.

"Somebody wants a party," Faith stated when she walked in.

"Goody," Anya practically squealed when she saw me naked.

About that time all of my lovers arrived. I was quickly pounced upon by several horny females.

Insert smut scene here

A week later I was easing myself back into SGC missions. We were contacted by Alar from the planet Euronda. Now this is corresponding to the episode The Other Side. Sam didn't feel nearly so bad about taking so long to communicate with Alar now that we know he is probably worse than Hitler. It's debatable since Alar and his father exterminated most of their planet in one fell swoop while Hitler tortured a lot.

With access to ships we just didn't get one side of the story. We took ships to the planet and tried to get confirmation on Alar's story from his enemies. It didn't take the rest of the team long to understand that Alar was a racist genocidal maniac. We came up with a plan. The rest of the Eurondans were trying to survive on a toxic atmosphere planet.

They were overjoyed to learn about us. Their technology was less advanced than the racist faction possessed but only because they hadn't been prepared for the attack. There were close to a million survivors all over their planet. They were slowly rebuilding. For our plan we chucked a couple of Goauld stun grenades through the gate and then sent marine teams through equipped with their shields.

They took out the shield generator and any resistance. Once they secured the facility we called in the non racist Eurondans. We let them deal with the terrorists and helped them relocate to a habitable planet. In exchange they gave us a copy of their technology database. Some of it we had superior technology in comparison but other things not so much.

July 14th 2000…

SG-1 was currently waiting with General Hammond for Anise to come through the gate after he received a message from the Tokra. Jack expressed his displeasure with the Tokra about not knowing who was coming and why. I only knew because this is the time for the episode upgrades.

"The Tokra high council wishes to express its greetings. You may call me Anise," my Tokra lover stated.

"I'm General Hammond and this is…," Hammond answered.

Before he could continue I interrupted him.

"We all know each other General."

I walked up to Anise and kissed her passionately on the mouth.

"Some of us know each other better than others," we heard Jack quip.

A few minutes later in the briefing room…

"These arm bands were discovered on some ancient ruins on a remote planet," Anise informed the room.

"I don't recognize the symbols," Daniel stated as he examined one of the arm bands.

"They were created by a race called the Atonieks, who existed and fell before the Goauld," Anise continued her lecture.

Anise continued with her proposal that Sam, Daniel, Jack and I try the arm bands. It was taken a lot better with me to smooth out Anise's people skills. First Jack tried an arm band before the rest of us were added to the experiment. Of course the arm band had absolutely no effect on my physiology but I could match the physical effects of the others with my god powers.

It was interesting that these arm bands mimic the physical powers of a god. Not even the pre ascended Alterans could physically match a god. Unlike in canon Janet was monitoring all of our bio data with our Goauld level sensors. So she was a lot more trusting of Anise. I'm sure the fact that the two are lovers helps in that regard as well.

Jack got a bit antsy after Hammond denied his request for an off world mission and accidently pushed Siler off the briefing room stairs. Luckily it wasn't anything a healing device couldn't fix in a few minutes. Thanks to the quick heal we weren't confined to a small room without food.

This time Hammond knew when we went to O'Malley's for steaks on me.

I watched Sam wipe the floor with some idiots in pool.

"Want to go double or nothing," my blonde lover asked one of the idiots.

"No I think I'll cut my losses," he answered.

"Smart move," Daniel stated.

"What are you laughing at you geek," the idiot replied to my friend.

This time the brawl went a lot better. I used my telekinesis to pull the punches a bit of my teammates. A couple of subtle healing charms also ensured there was no lasting damage. The owner of the restaurant was only too happy to keep everything quiet with the couple grand in cash I paid him.

Hammond didn't even hear about it because the people we beat were too embarrassed to report anything. There might have also been a few subtle compulsion charms involved as well.

There was no new mothership class being created by Apophis since he is dead. Therefore there were no other incidents before the arm bands fell off on their own when we developed antibodies to the virus that allowed them to work. My nanites made mine fall off by interacting with the band.

"It's too bad. I was enjoying being as strong and fast as you for once," Sam told me as we were driving home.

I smiled at her in response before we reached a spot in the road that had no other human presence in sight. I used my power to teleport our car into our garage before leading Sam into our basement workout room.

"Hit the punching bag as hard as you can," I told her.

She did as directed and the bag literally disintegrated.

"How," she asked in awe.

"The entire time the band was on you guys your nanites were following everything that virus did. They now know how to mimic the physical alterations that virus made to you all. It's pretty much the same with me except my physiology is advanced enough to take the strain caused by the effect my essence has on me. To get around that problem the nanites will only activate the upgrades if you will them to. Just try to hit something as hard as you can and they activate. Will yourself to run super fast or lift super heavy loads and they activate. The nanites can also repair any damage that is caused by this. In essence you now have the physical powers of a god," I answered her.

"I love you," a squealing Sam told me just before she jumped me.

Needless to say when my other wives found out about the upgrades I got the same thanks. Thank the creator for time travel or we never would have stopped having sex because of their newfound stamina. I even made the upgrades work on Anise. The symbiote instinctually cured the interface virus for the bands. The nanites worked in a direct way right where the virus worked but without appearing as a virus.

July 21st 2000…

SG-1 was called into the briefing room after the arrival of Teal'c's old girlfriend Shau'nac.

"I have found a way to communicate with my symbiote," Shau'nac claimed once we were all seated.

"It is not possible," Teal'c answered as he turned to look at Shau'nac.

"That is what we were trained to believe Teal'c," she answered him.

"How then was this communion achieved," he asked her.

"Through a deep state of Kel Nor Reem."

"Medically speaking a symbiote is completely isolated from the Jaffa. It exchanges hormones and electrical impulses but at an unconscious level," Janet spoke up.

"Yes but a Jaffa can access their subconscious to an extent through Kel No Reem. The symbiote would theoretically be able to do the rest," I spoke up.

Kel No Reem is similar to the meditative exercises I had to go through to first master occlumency.

"Assuming this is real what do you talk about," Daniel asked.

"I have convinced it that the Goauld are evil. It has agreed to become a Tokra and reveal all the secrets of the Goauld," Shau'nac answered.

How naïve she was. The Goauld would have to fight its genetic memory to do what she says. It would take an extremely strong willed Goauld to do so. I would probably only expect something like that out of a Goauld who was closer to a century old.

"Then we will contact the Tokra," I stated.

I gave everybody a look to go along with me for now.

A few minutes later I was in Hammond's office.

"This is a chance for the Tokra to feed information to whoever this Goauld chooses to serve sir," I finished my explanation to him.

"I don't like it Doctor but you are right," he agreed.

We contacted the Tokra and they found a host. It didn't take long for Tanith to be transferred. We faked Shau'nac's death from the transfer process. It wasn't hard to tell Tanith that she died when he asked to see her. We all knew he was a spy from the moment he transferred.

Shau'nac was given a new symbiote for now and relocated to earth where I removed her tattoo. She would be living with Teal'c, Drayac, and Ryac on earth. This is one of the consequences of being around me so often. I could sense that Drayac and Shau'nac were now in a polygamous relationship with Teal'c. It's just one of the effects of my aura. Inhibitions against such things are severely lowered.

"The nanites are in place," Anise asked me later that day when she met me for her daily dose of Harry sex.

"Yes. We will know all Tanith does and will be able to safely remove him from the host when the time comes," I answered her.

"Good. Knowing the host will not be harmed makes me feel better than the old methods we were forced to use," she told me as we disrobed.

July 28th 2000, Vorash…

Daniel, Jack, Major Graham, and I were sitting in a Tokra chamber with Martouf and Anise scheduling a formalizing of the treaty between Earth and the Tokra. I was playing footsy with my Tokra lover under the table. I was enjoying sticking my foot against her crotch and channeling my power into her. She was having trouble stifling her moans of pleasure. Luckily for her dignity I was also channeling a notice me not field around her.

Finally the high councilor Per'sus comes into the room and settles the date that will work. When Major Graham slipped the Goauld beam weapon into his hand I pretended to just notice. My arm shot out and caught his wrist as he went to raise it. I pressed a pressure point on his neck to knock him unconscious. I wasn't about to let him kill several Tokra in his failed assassination attempt. They already are few in number.

A few minutes after Graham was bound in very strong restraints Sam came into the room.

"What happened," she asked.

"Graham went nuts and was about to try to assassinate the high councilor before your boyfriend stopped him," Jack answered.

"He is a Zatarc," Freya (Anise) announced.

"A what," Jack asked.

"The major is an individual that has been programmed under Goauld mind control. A false memory has been layered over the true program," my Tokra lover informed.

"You knew about this," Jack asked accusingly.

"Freya has presented her theory to the high council but up until now it has just been conjecture," Martouf stated.

"See this is just the kind of uncooperative bullshit," Jack started before being interrupted by Freya.

"I agree Colonel. I documented three incidents and reported them to the high council," she rebutted.

"So the individual doesn't know what's going to happen," Sam asked.

"No and unfortunately there is very little to work with afterwards. All of the individuals are programmed to commit suicide after a mission," Freya stated.

"Until now," Sam said as she gave me a small smile.

"Yes until now," Freya agreed as she smiled at me.

"Ok, ok we know you both want to jump Harry's bones but can you do anything for Graham," O'Neill spoke up.

He was glared at by blonde two female geniuses from two different species.

"With Harry's help I've been able to develop a much better method that I believe will remove the programming," Freya answered.

"She will also be able to test for other Zatarcs much quicker now," I spoke up.

With that the conversation was over. We started the testing. This time Martouf was not forgotten. During every test I was standing beside the person being tested. When a person tested positive and broke free I would subdue them without loss of life. Using Alteran mind manipulation techniques I gave her access to Freya was quickly able to remove the programming. Jack and Sam didn't test positive for many reasons. They didn't go on that particular mission and they didn't have those feelings for each other this time.

Freya gave me a big thank you that day for saving the lives of several of her fellow Tokra that would have died in cannon episodes.

This time when the time loop started on P4X-639 different people were caught in the looping beams. Sam and I were the only ones visible. Hermione, Faith, Cordy, Sarah, Janet, Buffy, Anya, and Anise were all there as well under cloaking devices. When the loop repeated this time I found myself buried to the hilt up Sam's tight pussy. The other girls were at home in a similar position. We had planned to end up in a much better place at the beginning of each loop than Jack and Teal'c got stuck with in cannon.

After leaving Sam's lab we began the true fun.

Alteran cruiser in orbit around earth…

Senator Robert Kinsey swam back to consciousness and tried to recall what happened. He remembered getting up for the morning in order to get ready for work and he heard a noise behind him. He saw a flash of red light and knew no more. That's when he realized that he was currently bent over a stainless steel table with his wrists and legs bound so all his appendages were spread.

That wasn't the worst part. The worst part is that he was completely naked.

Just then he heard a door slide open behind him.

"Senator Kinsey…how nice to see you again," I said as I entered the room.

"Who is that? Do you have any idea who I am," Kinsey began shouting.

"Why yes I do. I thought I established that when I addressed you by name," I said innocently as I walked around so he could see me.

"Demire? What the hell is going on," he demanded.

"Do you recall when you said that the Goauld are no threat senator," I asked.

"Yes," he replied wearily.

"You are here to learn exactly how wrong you are," I told him as a Goauld wrapped in my telekinesis floated into view.

He paled very quickly and pissed himself.

"Wha..what are you going to do with that," he stuttered.

"Teach," I answered as the Goauld once again floated out of his vision.

A second later as Kinsey began screaming he knew exactly where it went. The nanite controlled symbiote made its way violently through his anus and into his bowels where it began swimming around and tearing him up inside. It would eventually rip him apart from the inside out.

"Scream for me bitch," I whispered as Hathor tore him apart.

I extracted the symbiote from its host during this loop but unfortunately the host was too long gone to survive. The body could be healed but the mind just wasn't there. While this had been going on the ship had made its way to the center of the Milky Way to the super massive black hole located there. When we arrived I beamed the barely conscious Kinsey out into space with an Alteran shield device designed to keep the user alive in the harsh vacuum of space. I watched on my sensors on the bridge of my ship with my lovers as Kinsey slowly entered the black hole.

"That's not exactly something you see everyday," Anya stated.

We all just nodded our agreement.

Some uncountable loop later in orbit around the sun…

"Now this is a little game I like to call Goauld yo-yo," I announced to my lovers.

Each of us was floating in space just outside the hall of my ship wrapped in a protective bubble of my power. Each of my lovers in the last few loops had been genetically upgraded using the Alteran manipulation techniques similar to the one that Nirrti used later in the show. It took a few loops to maximize their new abilities with the old ones they received from the arm bands. The looping was the best place to do that because if you make a mistake it's erased the next loop.

Each lover had a telekinetic grip on a Goauld floating in front of them. In most cases they were random Goauld we beamed off their planets.

"Ok begin to yo-yo," I announced.

Each of them sent their Goauld hurtling towards the surface of the sun and then dragged them back towards them. It only took ten oscillations before Anya lost concentration. I'm not sure whether my ex-demon wife did it on purpose or not. Frankly I don't care either way.

"Oops, I dropped him," Anya stated as we watched the screaming and flailing Goauld hurtle into the sun.

"No biggie. There are plenty more where that came from," I told her as I beamed another out from the brig.

With the knowledge that there were plenty of spares their telekinetic training commenced.

After quite a few more loops we decided to shut it down after we had indulged ourselves. We retrieved the wife of Melakai, the archeologist who originally activated the loop. We mostly did this in payment for giving us such a good time. It was pretty simple to retrieve her from further back in the timeline with the same technology as the time puddle jumper we took from Atlantis. It was integrated into all of our ships.

It was also simple to fix her congenital heart weakness. I think of it as do unto others as you would have them do unto you. If that had been my wife I would have wanted her back as well. Well in my case it would be plural but the same idea.

The events from the episode Watergate never took place because the Russians have never recovered the second gate in this universe.

When Daniel was on an archeological dig on one of the primordial Goauld planets I decided to make a visit the day he met Chaka, his Unas friend from cannon. When Chaka charged from the woods I stopped the airman from shooting him with my left hand.

"I've got this," I told him as I raised my right hand and let loose with a force blast from my karakesh.

Chaka was flung back and looked up with a growl.

"Woh there big boy," I told him with caution as I made the karakesh jewel glow with power, ready to let loose another blast.

He halted in caution, not eager to experience the pain again.

"It's an Unas," Daniel stated.

"Yes I believe you are correct Daniel. It makes sense that there would be Unas here if this is where the Goauld evolved," I told him.

Between Daniel and I we were able to communicate with Chaka over the next several hours. He invited us back to his cave so Daniel and I went along. I of course was aware that we were to be an offering to his pack leader at first. So when the pack leader charged I hit him with enough force to throw him into a wall. Chaka took the opportunity to finish off his wounded leader.

I figured this way Daniel befriends Chaka without several people dying or being possessed by Goauld. After that the off world archeological digs got more security.

The episode Scorched Earth really didn't happen in this universe because when we scanned P5S-381 from orbit with one of our ships we detected the Gadmeer Terraformer. I sent down a probe later to download a copy of their knowledge database to add to my growing collection of knowledge. We ended up setting up the Enkarans on a world with the thickest ozone we could find and augmented their living environment with an energy shield. It was like the one we encountered previously on the planet where Jonas Hanson went insane in cannon.

This time we weren't limited in our search to planets with Stargates so it wouldn't take much power to maintain the shield.

The Gadmeer situation brings to mind my latest project, the Utopia Ark Project. The projects goal was to preserve humanity should something catastrophic befall earth. I know there are humans spread throughout the galaxy and even the Pegasus and Ori galaxy but I'm talking about the culture of earth. To that end six planets were altered/terraformed to be the ideal planet for humans. They were located far outside of Goauld territory.

Each world had infrastructure built in to support the one billion person population I one day hoped to transport to each. Swarms of replicators have been working non stop for the last year to accomplish this task. Three days ago I began transporting people from earth to Utopia 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and Utopia 6. A fleet of small vessels is doing this.

The vessels each beam up a person and their immediate family and then ask them if they want to move to Utopia. The family is given information and a bit of time to decide. If they say yes then they along with their belongings are beamed directly to the planet via one of the six Stargates located underground on mars.

Stargate network code dictates that you can't use two gates on the same planet at the same time. This is because of wormhole interference should they cross. The Alterans could open multiple gates but it isn't a feature they had much of a need for. It is extremely complex to do so and maintain separate wormholes. The Stargates were pretty much kept open for thirty eight minute periods with only a break long enough to auto redial in between. The beaming technology shot the families directly through the gate and into their newly designated home.

Each family was provided a very nice home with technology that was advanced in comparison to their previous environment on earth. It was about Tollan level science. The families were told that this project was being carried out by a united world government. Should they turn the offer down they were sent back to earth with their memories modified of the incident.

Using ships that were capable of generating time dilation fields inside we were able to relocate about 60,000 people per day. This was about six times the birth rate at the time. The laws in the Utopia Empire were simple with each family being given a law book in their family computer database.

Each citizen would be made immortal via a less advanced version of the nanites my loved ones and I use. They would be impervious to any known disease or ailment. In return they were expected to not have any children. In fact this was guaranteed by the nanites. The nanites actually shut off the female reproductive cycle without harm to the woman.

There were only two ways around this law. The first exception is if the citizen chose to give up his or her immortality and either let themselves die a natural death or leave the empire planet they live on. When they leave they give up their immortality. The second exception is if people die unnatural deaths the government will allow certain couples chosen at random from a list of applicants to have children.

Law enforcement and infrastructure maintenance is carried out by automated systems. The imprint for the programming of the limited AI was actually taken from a mixture of Xander and myself. All matters of running the planet are run by the AI and if the decision involves risk to a life it will be routed to select human chosen. If it involves many lives Xander and I are notified to check the decision. This does not include immediate risks to the entire planet. In that case there are many immediate protocols that take place.

The citizens of the utopian empire are not aware exactly how much has gone into ensuring their survival. Each system has at least two cloaked Alteran class battle cruisers in system at all times. There are also several cloaked orbital defense platforms. In addition to this a subspace disrupter field surrounds each system.

Think of the field as a bubble in subspace. If a ship passes through the bubble without the exact counter frequency (like a code) to nullify the generated energy wave transmitted by the field their hyperdrive engines will overload and explode catastrophically. This field of course won't stop a ship that goes to normal space and passes through the field but it gives enough advantage to my fleet to act.

In addition each planet has a network of cloaked satellites that can either generate a very strong shield around the planet or take it out of phase. Should something threaten the universe this network can phase the planet to a universe from a list of safe realities I have programmed in.

Also orbiting the planets is a Time Inversion Satellite. It's basically a satellite version of the device used in window of opportunity with a few modifications. The device from window of opportunity works by scanning further back along the timeline ten hours and reinitializing all space within range back to that point except for the memories of the chosen. I've created the time inversion satellite to make it so everybody on the planet will remember the event that required the activation of such a failsafe.

The roads and sidewalks of the planets are coated with high temperature superconducting materials. When an external magnetic field is projected onto a superconductor the superconductor generates a mirror image of that magnetic field causing the two to repel each other. Each of the transports given to the planet is coated with a nanite structure that can shift between being magnetic and not being magnetic. This allows them to float over the roads.

Even the citizens can wear harnesses that allow them to float. Everything runs off of clean energy. Every housing structure and building is coated with a paint that acts like a solar panel, absorbing solar energy. The volcanic structures are tapped for geothermal energy. Almost all power available on the planet is used without polluting the environment.

I picked young families for the first wave of arrivals so the parents aren't too old to reeducate. Of course I don't really think there is such an age anymore considering everyone is immortal. School will probably go on much longer but it doesn't matter considering that once you reach a desired age you will stop aging. The Tollan science curriculum is being taught with a few exceptions. War and ship building technology is heavily focused on.

I've made sure it's emphasized that war is only to be resorted to in self defense. In fact the penalty for killing another citizen on utopia unless it's in self defense is at the very least being booted from the utopian empire and at the most the forfeiture of the perpetrators life.

Leaving the empire on missions of exploration will not result in the loss of citizenship (immortality). Only leaving permanently will result in that penalty. In the future I will probably construct new utopian empire planets in other galaxies. Instead of transplanting more people I will most likely allow my current citizens to have children and spread out throughout the empire. But I plan on not exceeding the population of each planet past one billion. At the rate it was going earth would have easily reached 9 billion by 2040 and used up all its resources quickly.

I know the disappearances will eventually be discovered but it will be a while. My control over the internet through my advanced technology keeps the information from spreading. Each of the families suddenly decided to move elsewhere overnight thanks to a little manipulation of records. If anybody does notice and tries to alert someone they are made to forget by several satellites beaming nanites into their homes.

The government of the utopian empire provides all required food, clothing, housing, medical care (via nanites and other facilities) and every other necessity. The people are responsible for their own entertainment. Of course I have several subspace transmitters routing all television and internet signals to and from earth. This further allows for less notice. The citizens can chat via the subspace net to friends and loved ones back on earth.

Heck they can even make a phone call to earth. Of course the nanite network monitors the call to make sure they don't tell anybody anything they shouldn't. Other than making sure of that the calls are kept private. The monetary system on utopia is used for pleasure items. I've actually not outlawed prostitution but with the inability to get pregnant or an STD the only issue is a moral one.

I'm not going to deny my citizens such things. Of course rapists are expelled from the empire. I actually have encouraged a decrease in sexual inhibitions as much as I can. Due to my love for certain types of sex I've released a device in the form of a ring that when worn will instruct the wearer's nanites to turn off the pain parts of their brain for their body.

The nanite network is strictly monitored by my automated systems for any tampering. Some bored hacker trying to upload a virus to the network would be disastrous. Such a person would be expelled from the empire. I constructed a sophisticated system that scans the mental makeup of each citizen and compares it for compatibility with every other citizen of the empire.

Each citizen is provided with a list of their most compatible matches based off of a percentage. This takes place across all planets on the empire. Think of it as eHarmony on steroids. Other aspects of a utopian society are being handled by my lovers and I. At our current rate of transference it would take 273 years to transfer six billion people from earth to our empire.

The rate will increase as we add planets to the empire. There will be planets for our current citizens to populate and planets to fill with new citizens.

When the time arrived for SG-1 to be captured in the episode Beneath the Surface the guards who tried to take us were in for a rude surprise. Naquadah power cell powered hand devices made quick work of the guards. Now that they are black glove shaped devices with the shield portion separated out they are much easier to get on in a fight. The shield part is worn as an arm band at all times and is activated at the will of the wearer. That quick raising of the shield allowed us to slip on the hand weapons.

We ended up overthrowing the government and freeing the prisoners below the city. Then it turned into a mission to help them upgrade their technology to the point where it didn't need repaired as much and so that it was more efficient. It would be an ongoing effort left to other teams.

Martin Lloyd didn't contact the SGC when the cannon time rolled around because we already knew about him. Our fleet intercepted Martin and his team trying to enter our system. After we disabled and boarded their ship we questioned them and found out their motives. In exchange for citizenship on earth we acquired their ship. Area 51 was poking around inside it to see if anything is more advanced than Goauld tech while Martin and his people are being watched by the government.

It almost goes without saying that the canon episode Tangent didn't happen the same way. There was a test but it was of a completely earth built counter to the glider. This ship carried multiple new systems including shields, a cloak, and a navigating system that coordinated with the mothership carrying it.

The mothership had computer systems designated to direct these assets in a fight. To power the new systems a new earth technology involving resonating superconducting coils was employed. A professor at MIT came up with the idea to wirelessly power his wife's cell phone. His original idea only transmitted the power over a short distance but when boys at area 51 heard of it the professor was brought in on the secret of the stargate. Using Goauld level science we were able to improve the distance to reach several hundred miles.

This meant that the upgraded gliders had to stay within range of their carrier ships if they wanted to use these extra features but it wasn't a problem. The few races the Goauld had stolen their technology from apparently never came up with the wireless electricity idea. I know for a fact that the Asgard and Alterans had the technology as well as the Tollans and Gadmeer.

When Daniel discovered that his former archeological professor Dr. Jordan died in an explosion SG-1 was given time off. While Jack and Teal'c went to Jack's cabin in Minnesota for some fishing Sam, Sharai, and I accompanied Daniel to the funeral for moral support. Almost as soon as we got there Sharai and Sam sensed Osiris. Unfortunately Osiris sensed us as well.

Osiris had taken host Sarah Gardner, who happened to be Daniels former girlfriend.

"Daniel Goauld," Sharai whispered in alarm.

Fortunately we were all smart enough to come prepared. Daniel pulled his wife behind him and all three of us members of SG-1 activated our personal shields. It was just in time as Osiris pulled a hand gun and opened fire. There were screams from the funeral goers as the bullets were stopped by our force fields. I pulled out a more compact version of the zat gun and shot her once. My redesigned version had a stun setting for normal people and one for Goauld.

Osiris was out cold with one shot. I immediately placed a call through to the base as Daniel made sure nobody left. Sam covered Osiris. Within minutes there were cloaked Alkesh and cargo ships landing and deploying troops. In the end everyone at the funeral was forced to sign confidentiality agreements. Afterwards it was left to Daniel to brief them. It was funny as he pretty much got to say I told you so to those who had ridiculed him years ago.

One really beneficial thing that came of that incident was that Daniel could finally start disseminating the information on the real history of the world that he's been collecting for the last several years. Anise was called in to supervise as Janet used our Goauld level tech to extract Osiris safely from Sarah.

Sarah seems to be recovering well. She has moved in with Sharai and Daniel to help her. As a former host Sharai is the best one to help. I've also noticed that another polygamous relationship has been developing between the three. That is something Daniel does not seem to broken up about. Sarah now has a job working with Daniel to catalog artifacts collected off world.

The canopic jar containing Isis was also recovered from the artifacts. We gave Osiris to the Tokra to extract information from. Anise will make sure we get back any pertinent information but it's doubtful we will get much of use.

The events of the episode Serpents Venom never occurred because I killed both Apophis and Heru-ur.

January 5th 2001…

SG-1 had just gotten back from a mission where we took fire. Luckily our support Alkesh pulled us out without additional trouble. It is now standard protocol that if we come under fire on a mission that we are to be extracted by cloaked ship if at all possible. It means less risk to earth in opening the iris and various shields.

We were currently in the briefing room.

"I'm tired of sending good people on missions I know they may never come back from," Hammond stated as he stared out the window at the gate.

"It's a calculated risk every time we step through the gate sir," Sam answered to play her part.

"I'm aware of that major but I'm done," Hammond responded.

"What are you saying sir," Daniel asked.

"I wanted you all to know that effective immediately I'm retiring," Hammond stated.

"General if this is about the two men who came and picked your granddaughters up from school last week you don't need to worry about that," I spoke up.

Everybody was looking at me now with surprise. Hammond looked the most shocked of all.

"How did you know about that and what do you mean I don't need to worry about them?"

"They have friends in high places but I have friends in higher places," I announced enigmatically.

Hammond looked like he needed more to go on than that so I decided to give him a little more.

"I make it a habit to monitor computer traffic. I happened to be checking out some rogue NID chat rooms the other day when I got wind of their plan. Draining the orchestrators' accounts of just over a billion dollars and leaving a message telling them I'll drain the rest if they pull a stunt like this again seems to be very effective in persuading them to my viewpoint."

All of their mouths except Sam and Teal'c were gaping in shock at me now.

"Incidentally would any of you like some free money? How about a one hundred million dollar bonus," I asked.

Everybody raised their hand, even Teal'c.

"Good I'll give you the account details tomorrow. Don't worry it's all untraceable," I assured.

"Thank you Harry," the general told me with sincerity in his voice.

"Don't worry General they would be very stupid to go near your girls again," I answered with an evil smile.

The two men who had picked the girls up were introduced to the cruciatus curse along with various other spells I know. I finally gave them a nice one way trip to a hell reality. Anybody who threatens little girls gets nothing less. When I'm finally done with Kinsey he'll be getting the same treatment in a few years.

I made sure they understood I have a complete copy of their entire database. They won't try anything.

The events of the episode 2010 were like a glimpse into an alternate possible future so they didn't happen to us yet. The first meeting with the Aschen will come much later. As for Absolute Power the Harsesis child was never born so Daniel never experienced his waking dream. It was like SG-1 got a two week vacation from anything very important. It was enjoyable.

January 26th 2001 Embarkation Room…

"I'm surprised you wanted to go to this planet on your weekend off," Jack said to Sam.

"That was the bet wasn't it. Don't you have anything better to do," Sam asked.

As they were talking I kept my eye on Lt. Barber and so did Jack.

"Barber," Jack yelled as the Lieutenant began to run towards the forming wormhole. As he took the third running step I brought my wrist up and channeled my wrist zat. It was further miniaturized after Dr. Jordan's funeral when the higher ups saw the usefulness of such a device. Barber went down hard. Airmen swarmed to take him to the infirmary.

A half hour later in the briefing room…

"Perhaps you could tell us about what Lt. Barber was working around Dr. Jackson," General Hammond asked.

He had to prompt Daniel a second time before he responded.

"Oh yes well there was this device that shot a light matrix up into the top of the room. It was quite beautiful," Daniel said distractedly.

"Light matrix you say," I asked.

"Yes, why do you recognize it," Daniel asked.

"Yes I do. I spend quite a bit of time going through the Goauld archives. The device and the palace you describe comprise a Goauld opium den of sorts. We need to return SG-5 and Daniel to that planet as soon as possible or they will go into withdrawal and eventually die. I can gradually wean them off the effects but we need to go now," I explained.

"Do it," Hammond ordered.

I managed to convince Hammond that I needed Sam's help so she went with us. A ship was sent to the planet to bring us everything we need. All in all it was a nice couple week vacation. I went swimming on the nearby beach with Sam often. In truth it didn't affect us at all thanks to the nanites rebalancing our neural chemistry as soon as they detected the imbalance. I could have built a generator on the ship to do the same but I wanted the vacation. We found the young teenager that had been left behind when his parents died due to the light.

We took him back to earth with us when we left. I made sure he was placed with a nice family.

February 2nd 2001 Air Force Academy…

"So as a result of these modular functions the unwanted variables are always expressed as a function of (N-10). Therefore if we assume the existence of ten dimensions in space-time the unwanted variables are cancelled out and the calculations begin to make sense," Sam explained as she walked up to the podium.

"Excuse me mam. Did you say ten dimensions," one cadet asked.

"Yes I did," Sam answered.

"Look I realize that most of these concepts are a little bizarre and that most of you cadets would rather be anywhere else right now- jump school, flight training- believe me I know. I use to sit in those same chairs and listen to the same boring lectures," Sam said as she looked over to her old professor.

"No offence professor," she told him which elicited a laugh out of the audience.

"But on the other hand the aerodynamics that are one day going to allow you to fly an F-22 started out as squiggles on a board just like this one. These calculations are the key to opening up an entire universe. Wormholes and hyperspace might seem like science fiction but take my word for it the future is a lot closer than you might think," Sam finished her lecture.

The audience applauded and began to clear out.

"I guess that wasn't so bad," Sam said.

"No you actually made the topological configuration of multiple dimensions seem interesting," the professor returned.

"I think you were brilliant honey," I said as I walked up and kissed her.

"This is wrong," Cadet Jennifer Haley spoke up.

"What's that cadet," the professor asked.

"I'm sorry sir but the calculations are incorrect," she clarified.

"I appreciate your enthusiasm but perhaps you should wait until you graduate before you start criticizing a leader in the field of astrophysics," the professor rebuked.

"No she is right. Sam purposefully put that error in to see if anybody was paying attention. Good job cadet," I praised.

Sam and I went to visit with Sam's old friend the general in charge of the academy. We asked him about Hailey just like Sam did in canon. She convinced him to let Sam talk to the bored young woman. We found Hailey in the optics lab.

"It's beautiful isn't it," Sam stated to announce our presence.

"Major Carter, Dr. Demire," Hailey said in surprise.

"At ease cadet," Sam stated.

Hailey deactivated the laser she was using and faced Sam nervously.

"Getting in a little extra lab time," Sam asked to hopefully ease the tension a bit.

"Yes mam," she answered with nervousness in her voice.

"I wanted to talk to you about the term paper you did for professor Munroe, the one about the cosmology of multiple realities. It's an interesting topic," Sam said.

"Professor Munroe gave me a D," Hailey replied.

"Because it wasn't the assignment," Sam answered.

"Permission to speak freely ma'am," Hailey asked.

Sam nodded her assent.

"The assignment was lame," Hailey replied.

"Maybe it was but it was the assignment," I spoke up.

"Did you read it anyway," she asked us.

"We did and it was intriguing," I answered.

"The same word Professor Munroe used," Hailey said with a sigh.

This time Sam was a bit more tactful when dealing with the cadet.

"Because there is no way to know for sure about some of the aspects you described," Sam explained.

"We are here to offer you a glimpse at your future. Sign this and you can see it," I told her as I slid over a non-disclosure agreement.

She quickly signed it and we drove her to the base. The mission went pretty much the same as in canon except nobody died. Everybody off world carries a personal shield. That personal shield kept out the pissed off energy bugs. After the mission Sam and I took Hailey to Sam's old house. We didn't want to scare her off.

Jennifer Hailey just had the most amazing day of her life. She was very sad to have to go back to the academy. She was currently in the home of Major Carter and her very hot boyfriend. She was wondering why they brought her here.

"Jennifer we brought you here because we have a second proposition for you. If you accept you will become immortal and have access to the knowledge database of a sixty million year old civilization. You will also have almost unlimited resources to do as you want within reason," Sam stated.

"What's the catch," the cadet asked.

"Basically you have to be a part of Harry's harem for the rest of your life and can't refuse him sex," Sam answered.

Jennifer thought of it for a second and asked, "What's the down side."

Sam smiled and replied, "I'll take that as a yes."

At Jennifer's nod of consent Sam stood up and approached the shorter blonde.

Insert smut scene here

Hailey integrated into my group of lovers easily enough. Instead of going back to the academy she sent a human form replicator in her place. The knowledge it acquired could easily enough be transferred directly to her mind. Instead she chose to spend her time studying the Alteran database.

When it came time to dial the planet from the episode Entity Sam and I made the computer cold dial. We didn't feel it necessary to destroy some of the life forms on that planet and get Sam possessed. As for the episode Double Jeopardy we never let Harlan create android duplicates of us. But we were aware of Cronus the moment he claimed the planet that episode took place on. The satellite system we left behind insured our awareness.

Plans were made to retake the planet while acquiring the system lord's mother ship. Teal'c naturally chose to lead the assault. His ship was surrounded by five cloaked Hatac vessels while the assault team ringed aboard. Since no one but earth had successfully cloaked a Hatac yet and a boarding party the size of one a smaller ship carried couldn't traditionally take a Hatac Cronus didn't feel the need to lock down his ring transporters.

It was easy for the team to board and take the ship. Naturally Teal'c made sure Cronus didn't survive the experience in revenge for killing his father. The brass wasn't too upset since we acquired another Hatac for our fleet.

Surprisingly the events of the episode Exodus still took place but with a much smaller fleet of ships. Another system lord, Bastet, managed to gain the allegiance of Tanith. She attacked the Tokra base on Vorash but we were ready. It was easy to transport our Tokra allies to a new planet with so many ships at our disposal. Bastet attacked with a fleet of fifteen Hatac.

We didn't feel the risk of our ships was worth the gain of any of this fleet so we chose to take out the star Vorash orbited instead. Plus Sam and I really wanted to blow up a star. Some of Hailey's youthful giddiness was rubbing off on us. We were able to time it much better and escape the supernova without getting thrown into the Ida galaxy.

When Bastet tried to get away she was stopped by the remote detonation of several cloaked mines that had been traveling just outside of her shield. This avoided the attempted replicator incursion into our galaxy. All of the system lord's fleet was destroyed.

Xander called me from the Pegasus galaxy telling me he needed to speak to me about something in person. So I hopped through the stargate to the planet we took my city ship from. I arrived to find Xander waiting for me.

"So what did you need," I asked as we clasped forearms in greeting.

"Just remember I did it for your own good man. I feared for your safety not to mention any inhabitants of the planet you were on at the time if she didn't get you soon," Xander informed me.

"What are you talking about," I asked him.

He pointed behind me. I turned to see a glaring Dawn Summers, a very scantily clad Dawn in a string bikini.

"Harry Potter I've waited long enough," Dawn informed me.

I gulped and from that look on her face I panicked. I took off running at only speeds a god is capable of, before the Antoneek upgrades that is. Said upgrades had been sent to Xander and his girls and apparently included Dawn as she took off after me.

"Oh no you don't," I heard Dawn mutter as she came after me.

"Raise the shields," I heard Xander instruct Willow.

He was right to do so because at that moment Dawn tackled me. I had not counted on Dawn being able to run as fast as me which meant I was not running at my fastest speed. When she tackled me at those speeds a giant tidal wave was thrown up and washed over the newest city ship's shields. A very naked (her clothes didn't survive that much force and neither did mine) and wet Dawn Summers began to kiss me.

Insert smut scene here

A few minutes later back in the city…

I floated the girls behind me back to the gate. Xander was staring at me with wide eyes.

"Dude I used the city sensors to measure the range of that power wave you just sent out. It filled the entire fucking Pegasus galaxy. I think you just dropped every female in the Pegasus Galaxy to the ground in a twitching heap of pleasure," Xander informed me with awe as he pointed to Willow and Tara.

"Yeah not just this dimension either," I responded as I concentrated on the ascended plane that the Ancients were on.

"Can they track you," he asked worriedly.

"Oh no. I'm still masking my presence from them which will leave them mighty confused," I answered with a smirk.

We shared a good laugh.

"So is Dawn going back with you," he asked.

"Yeah she is part of the soul bond now so will need to be close to me for a while."

"Good she has been anticipating this for a while now. Don't be such a stranger from now on," Xander told me as we clasped hands again in farewell.

With that I floated my three lovely wives through the gate back to the Milky Way where I found the effects had translated through the bond to my other wives. They were all passed out twitching with smiles on their faces.

"Thank god it had been a Sunday and they were all home," I said aloud.

"Harry why are my moms twitching like that," Cassie asked.

"Oh shit, don't tell me I have to explain the birds and the bees to her now," was my only thought.

Sometimes it does not pay to be a sex god.

"Well you see…," I trailed off hoping to the creator that one of my wives would wake soon from their orgasmic coma.