Chapter 1

Bill Lee had a secret, nothing too scandalous but still something he liked to keep under wraps. As a hobby he like to read about the different alien conspiracies people came up with. He subscribed to a few magazines and a internet forum as well for a good laugh after a long day and if he had time, disprove them. He didn't expect to find anything concrete.

The day of the first agreement that was being hammered between the Tok'ra and SGC, Bill was taking his lunch break and crossing off alien/Earth languages in his disprove this alien conspiracy notebook he kept around. He eyed the growing stack of unread Aliens Among Us magazines he had that he needed to read, that is not after a quick skim to see if anything else popped up. But he had a puzzle and he wanted to solve it.

In the last May issue of the magazine's Aliens Among Us (such an original title) there was a small article that according to a wack job that summit it, alien slugs were taking over people in California of all places. There was also a very rough hand drawn symbols that stumped Bill after he plugged them into his computer language program so he kept poking around with the symbols at least once a day. The theory and picture of a "alien tech" that the so called government area Zone 91 was a little more concerning.

Bill sighed and finished off his milk. It was time to go to the "experts." Aka Daniel and possible the Tok'ra. Hopefully they had something to offer. He headed towards Sam's lab and not finding her there he went to General Hammond's office. Bill asked his secretary where General Hammond was, since if you keep track of the commander in chief's schedule, well you can keep track of anyone.

He was informed that he was in a meeting with SG1 and the Tok'ra and was not to be disturbed. Bill informed the lady that he wouldn't go interrupt the meeting. He lied.

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Daniel Jackson was slightly bored and tried hard not to fidget, but the meeting for this alliance between SG1 and the Tok'ra required the whole teams present. He didn't know why. Just as Jacob Carter was appointed as the go between their people a commotion at the conference room door perked up Daniel's day.

He looked up from doodling some serigraphs to see Bill Lee of all people, open the door, punch a guard, not well, and slip into the room and leaning against the door to prevent it opening. He was panting heavily and clutching a notebook in a death grip.

Bill stepped towards the table and flung the notebook in the middle of the table with the symbols and the picture on display. He gestured toward it as he tried to catch his breath. His hand hurt. He barely noticed General Hammond waving away the guards at the door as the rest of the table set to muttering about notebook contents.

"Bill what's this? I haven't seen anything like this in all our studies of alien language or that I can recall." Daniel said, eyes wide and wondering. It seemed familiar but it was madding not to understand it.

Jacob Carter as the representative of Tok'ra for the first meeting eye's flashed gold and Selmak spoke. "I have, it's been quite some time. The Tok'ra lost contact with these people quite some time ago. I can almost make out the language." Selmak grinned in amusement "and that is a toilet." Jacob's hand tapped the drawing. Sam snorted in laughter.

Bill spoke in disbelief. "Zone 91 treasure alien technology is a toilet? Are you freaking kidding me?"

Daniel looked at Selmak with hunger in his eyes. "What's the language? Who's is it? Why haven't we heard about this before? Where did you find this information Bill?" The last question was directed at the now quiet scientist.

Bill turned red as all eyes turned towards him. He sighed inwardly. "From a magazine I like to read for laughs called Aliens Among Us. The source is based in California though."

There were a few muffled laughs until Selmak spoke. "As for your questions Daniel, the language is of Andalite origin. I haven't seen this language for a long, long, long time. Nor have I heard of them after. I think, don't quote me on it but it reminds me of another language as well."

"Are the Andalites a threat to us?" General Hammond was not as amused as SG1 at the new knowledge.

Selmak grew grave as he spoke. "No, if they are on Earth they could be allies if I recall correctly. They have been out of contact of us for quite a long time. Some of the other species I remember not so much. The Yeerks at least. Hopefully they are not here as well. But if the Andalites are here then there is a strong possibility that they are as well." Selmak's face and eyes grew hard. "The Yeerks are almost as bad as the Goa'uld. Unlike the Tok'ra, the Yeerks are a slug like race unable to survive outside a host at length and needs to feed somehow. Instead of the spine cord, they go through the ear and invade the brain. There is no way to detect them, no change in eyes or voice. The only way we knew about the Yeerks and their war with the Andalites and universe takeover is that a slug invaded a host of ours and we had to keep that host sedated." Selmak smiled grimly. "A three way battle for a body is not a pretty sight. But after three days, the Yeerk died from hunger. My friend and her host died a few weeks after that."

Selmak's voice softened. "My friend and her host weren't the same afterwards. We didn't get enough information to check on, they died shortly after that period. We couldn't be drawn into a different war. But since that war is at your doorstep it might be best to go to California and see what's happening."

General Hammond spoke. "I agree. SG1 I guess you are going to California. On leave of course. Your mission is classified and remain cautious at every turn, but try and get more information. Dr. Lee did the magazine say anything of what town that the Andalites language was spotted at?"

Bill frowned. "I'm not sure but a forum I am on said something about a smaller town. If any local tv stations had any information about the language I haven't had time to contact them. It could be a town by San Diego I believe. At least that's what the forum I was looking at indicated."

"Daniel you work with Sam and Dr. Lee to get as much information as possible from where ever before you leave. I'll arrange hotel and plane tickets. Teal'c and Jack work with Jacob to see if Selmak has anymore memories that can be of use to us. Report to me every six hours once you get there. I'll inform Dr. Fraiser of events." George frowned as he recalled something Selmak said. "You mentioned that the Yeerk died because it couldn't feed?"

"Yes, we only discovered it when the Yeerk started to die and enter something called the Fugue. According to my friend the Yeerk had to feed every other 3 days from their sun. We discovered a mini sun device that was hidden once Yeerk died. I'll contact the Tok'ra high command to tell them of this turn of events." Selmak informed George as the SG1 team and Dr. Lee broke into their groups.

George wasn't sure if any of these Yeerks have infiltrated the base but as a precaution, he ordered a two week lockdown of the base with all the personal accounted for and recalled. MIR scans of everyone's brain just in case. Himself included. He quietly ordered a shake down of all the quarters too, just in case someone hid a device of some sort. He was on pins and nettles until the lockdown was lifted. The higher ups were informed of an unknown contagion for the reason of the lockdown.

George after the last day of the nerve racking lockdown lifted poured himself a strong drink. He needed it. Luckily there was no one who was infested with a Yeerk and no one had any sort of device in their quarters but he guess that a brain mapping was having to be included for anyone who came to the base. He prayed that nothing came of the precautions but just in case.