“What is it that troubles you my son?”
Looking towards the fading horizon cast over the dunes, Skaara
had been meditating over some very recent events. He was on the
upper floor balcony of his family’s home. It was spacious
and quiet, and he found it to be the perfect place to sort out his
thoughts. He had spent quite a bit of time here lately, and his
father knew this.
He turned to his father to explain, “Both Colonel O’Neill
and my brother, your Good Son Danyel, have joined our path once
again, Father. But I don’t believe that they will be here
for very long, and they are planning to forsake many of the rules
the elder ones have created.”
Kasuf was surprised to hear about his Good Son’s return to
their path so soon, but at the same time, he was very happy that
Danyel was capable of rejoining the fold. It had pained him to not
speak to or comfort the young man when Danyel was last a part of
this existence. He was not surprised, however, to find out that
both he and O’Neill were about to reshape the rules to their
own benefit. Those two warriors were mostly capable of creating
trouble, which still gave him much unnecessary worry, even in this
new level of his being. They were two boys trapped in bodies that
were much too old for either of them. Kasuf chuckled, remembering
all the times he had seen Danyel and O’Neill causing some
sort of excitement whenever they had come for a visit on Abydos.
He knew that his Good Son had never truly forgiven himself for
Shau’ri’s death, and he had been waiting for the right
moment when he could give Danyel the forgiveness that he had never
sought. Kasuf would always miss his wife and his daughter, and would
forever mourn for the child of his Daughter and Good Son that had
given up life so many years ago now. He had nothing but good memories
of his wife Maaran and his daughter Shau’ri, and he would
always thank the gods for giving them life, however short it was.
Today would be a good day to speak with his Good Son.
“You will go to them, yes?”
“Yes Father, I will leave now.”
“Safe journey and peace, my son.” Skaara hugged his
father and left in search for his errant brother and mentor.
“Daniel? Where are we?” They were walking.
Jack had expected that they would be soaring through space, but
no, instead they were taking a walk down along a rough dirt road.
And there were trees, for cryin’ out loud! By the
book of O’Neill, trees were now a cliché.
“Trust me, Jack. This is uh, the fastest route possible.”
Daniel kept turning around, checking out everything in sight, sometimes
even halting to touch the bark of a tree or watch a bird sing. He
was in awe of his surroundings, Jack could tell.
“So, where are we?”
“Well, the Ancients created this artificial highway. Every
living organism will die at some point obviously, and there are
some Ancients that devote their time to ascend different beings,
such as that chick-a-dee up there. This path is meant for us to
move quickly within sub-space…”
“You’re telling me that this nice romantic stroll within
these woods is the quickest way to get from point A to point B?”
Daniel snickered while eyeing Jack from under his lashes, “Romantic?”
“All we need is for that sun to be setting over those hills
there, and I would probably start serenading you.” There were
hills here! What the hell? Should he really be feeling this surprised?
What happened to Oma Desala being shunned from the other ancients
for helping dying people to ascend? What? Now there’s a whole
group of Oma Desala’s creating some sort of Matrix where they
could interact? A pseudo-corporeal society? He had a hard time giving
his trust, and what little he had given to the Ancients was slowly
“Oh, please!” Daniel exclaimed, tugging Jack away from
his musings, “Don’t! Really, that’s ok. I could
um… live a good life… without your singing.” He
was now in a full out fit of laughter at the idea of Jack trying
to sing for him. Daniel was even showing tear streaks running
down his face. Jack used his shoulder to try to shove the other
man to one side of the road as payback for the insult, though he
was laughing too.
Regaining some form of control, Daniel began to explain where they
really were, while wiping the few remaining tears away. “Actually,
we’ve already crossed a few solar systems. See those inroads?
Each fork takes you to a different sector based on an innumerable
amount of galaxies.”
“But why walking? Why couldn’t we take a car, a train,
or even ride a bike?”
“Well, are you feeling tired, Jack?”
“That would be because we don’t really require rest,
although meditating for a period of time every now and then is fairly
helpful. But, I guess we could ride bikes… for its…
romantic purposes… a bike for two maybe?” Chuckling,
he was about ready to start on another fit again.
As much as Jack was enjoying their banter, especially since it
hadn’t been too long since they could barely speak a word
to each other without snapping, he had to remember that they were
here for another purpose. Their new found relationship would have
to wait. Jack needed all the information that Daniel could give
him about their new status. “I thought you didn’t remember
much about your ascension?”
“I remember this particular road. I thought these memories
of it came from one of our missions. I couldn’t corroborate
them with any planet that we had visited, but I somehow knew that
this,” waving his arms around the scenery for emphasis, “wasn’t
a place on Earth. Coming back helped me remember the system.”
“So, you took one of these roads to get to the Antarctic
from the SGC?”
“No, there was no need to do so. Relatively speaking, the
Both Jack and Daniel stopped and turned towards the direction of
the voice that had just beckoned them.
“Skaara!” It was clear that Jack was happy to see the
boy. Daniel could tell this, simply by his friend’s relaxed
stance, twinkling eyes and wide grin.
Skaara was coming from one of the paths that they were previously
discussing and it didn’t take long for him to meet up with
his brothers-in-arms. He gave both men a warrior’s greeting,
by grasping their forearms and shook once, and he made his own twist
of the tradition by patting each one on the back at the same time
as the shake.
“I had heard of your return, Danyel and wished to welcome
you both. I understand that you are on a journey, but please come
with me back to my home. We must talk.”
Jack took a quick glance at Daniel and said, “We would love
to Skaara, but we can’t. At least, not… right now. We
have some friends that are in trouble and need our help.”
“Yes, I do understand, my friend. But I believe that this
will help you both. Much has changed since we last spoke.”
Skaara turned around and headed back for his home, confident that
both Jack and Daniel would follow.
“I know that the Asgard are in trouble Jack, but maybe we
should go with Skaara first. He wouldn’t try to stop us if
it wasn’t important.”
Skaara had been on this higher plane for a little over a year,
and still had all of his memories from his time here. It would be
a tactical advantage, but also, Jack had missed the young man. He
simply nodded, and made his move off of the main road and onto the
path that Skaara had taken, with Daniel only a few steps behind
“Major Carter? Master Teal’c?” Lieutenant Reynolds
called, standing just outside the tent that belonged to the Jaffa.
“Dr. Weir has contacted us from the SGC and says that it’s
urgent for her to speak with the both of you.” He had barely
finished relaying his message, when both members of SG-1 ran out
of the tent, nearly knocking him over. Sam turned while she was
running to say thanks to the lieutenant.
It took them only a few minutes to get to the ‘Gate, where
the wormhole between the two worlds was still open. They ran over
to the left of it, to reach the Communications and Control center.
Inside, they found the command’s day crew, going through their
daily schedule to make the Alpha Site as secure as possible. Sam
sat down on a chair, and Teal’c stood behind her. In front
of them was the central communications link where they could speak
with the SGC when needed.
One of the sergeants came forward with further information, “The
connection to the SGC has already been established, major. Go ahead.”
“SGC? This is Major Samantha Carter. Please, come in.”
“Major Carter, this is Dr. Weir. I have some news concerning
Colonel O’Neill and Dr. Jackson.” She paused for a beat,
not quite knowing the best way to put the information into words,
“They’re no longer in the Antarctic.”
Sam looked up at Teal’c and asked, “Where are they
“We don’t know, Major. We are assuming, based only
on the facts that we know, that Colonel O’Neill ascended--”
“My apologies, Doctor. I’m just surprised that Ja--
that the Colonel would do that. I didn’t think he would ever
take that option. I’m sorry, please, continue.”
“As I was saying… We’re assuming that the first
Ancient we saw was Dr. Jackson, just a short while ago a second
Ancient appeared and Colonel O’Neill was gone. It was too
bright for anyone to determine that O’Neill actually turned
into the other ancient, but that’s the best we’ve got.
Now you and Master Teal’c were the closest to both of them.
I need to know where they’ve gone.”
Teal’c leaned over Sam to get closer to the microphone to
say, “They could possibly be making their way back to the
“That’s one idea, yes Master Teal’c. But I would
have assumed that they would have been here by now.”
Sam and Teal’c looked at each other, baffled by the current
turn of events. Where could their friends be?
“Welcome! Welcome! Please, come in and sit! We have much
to talk about.” Kasuf shook hands with both O’Neill
and his Good Son. They had entered a large stone-walled building,
built similar to what they had on Abydos. They all sat down on the
cushions laid on the floor, in a sort of semi-circle, with Kasuf
and Skaara in the middle.
“It is good to see that you are doing well, Good Father.”
Daniel was happy to see them look as healthy as one could be as
“Yes we are well here, but I understand that you won’t
be staying for very long Danyel.” This admission had Daniel
shooting glances at Jack for help. What was he supposed to say to
“Yes well…” Jack began, “We have a few
friends who are in trouble and we’re going to…”
“help…” Daniel interjected.
“Right, help them out. Do you have a problem with that, sir?”
Jack knew where Kasuf’s loyalty was placed. First and foremost
was Skaara, but if Kasuf had anything to do about it, his Good Son
would have stayed on Abydos after Shau’ri was found and buried.
He still remembered the talk that he had with Daniel about Kasuf’s
“He wants me to stay.”
“What for? Look… I know that you’ve been
a part of his family for a while now, but why would he want his
dead daughter’s husband to stick around?” He knew his
words had to have sounded callous to the younger man’s ears,
but he couldn’t figure out why Kasuf would want Daniel.
“Well you’ve just stated the ‘why’,
Jack. I’m part of his family. He’s lost his daughter,
and his son is still out there too. With Shau’ri…. gone.”
She was gone, all that work and it ended with her buried underneath
the sands of Abydos, “With his daughter gone, he wants any
piece of her that’s still left to be around him. I am part
of Shau’ri. I was so from the moment we married.”
“You’re not staying here Daniel.”
“Because you are part of Earth’s flagship team!”
“I was a part of your team to find Shau’ri! I’ve
found her! I’ve...” He tried to contain it, but the
sob escaped past his lips while he tried to drawn in a breath. Immediately,
Jack was right there, holding him while he finally let go over the
wife he’d never get to make love to again, never get to see
smile, or laugh, or even scold. No more chances to show her his
world, or try to start their own family again. She was gone.
It took a few moments to settle the earth shattering feeling
he held deep within, “I told him I couldn’t stay, Jack.
I told him that I still had to find his-- his son and grandchild
for him.” He probably shouldn’t have let Jack think
that he had thought about staying on Abydos, but to go or stay was
his decision alone to make, not Jack’s. With his head was
resting on Jack’s shoulder, his tears still flowing, he let
Jack know the entire story. He had to make sure that Jack knew that
he wasn’t leaving him behind. That was something that Daniel
would never do if he could help it. He felt Jack’s hands in
his hair and stroking the base line of his neck while he still let
his tears run over his loss.
That same evening, Kasuf had requested Colonel O’Neill’s
When Jack entered his quarters, Kasuf was pacing in the middle
of his room. He stopped and turned to his visitor, “O’Neill.”
“Kasuf. Is there something wrong?” The man was
dressed in special robes, suitable for the death of his daughter,
and his eyes had betrayed him by being blood red.
“It is about Danyel.”
“He’s going to be staying with us.”
“Yes, I understand. I want you to promise me that he
will stay safe! I once had a beautiful family, and I will always
be grateful for you bringing my Good Son to me. The demons destroyed
that family I had. I know that you are looking for my son and my
daughter’s child. Just make sure when you bring both of them
back, that my Good Son returns too. Even if it’s only for
a short time.”
“Daniel is his own man, sir. I can’t make him do
anything he doesn’t wish to do.” Not from lack
of trying! Jack had added silently.
“I wish to have my family back, O’Neill.”
“You are both willing to defy the elders.” It wasn’t
a question that Kasuf asked, for he already knew this to be true.
“We need to save our friends, Good Father.”
“The elders helped you to become one of them, and now you
are going to disrespect their wishes. Tell me, if I told you not
to act on your thoughts, would you still go? Would you defy my wishes,
“Good Father, I—”
“He wouldn’t do anything to intentionally harm you,
Kasuf. You already know that.” Jack couldn’t believe
what he was hearing from the old man. What does a year on this plane
of existence do to a person? Had Skaara been affected too? He would
always remember how Daniel had acted while he was a prisoner of
Ba’al. The old Daniel had an amazing fight with the newer
version that day, and lucky for him, they were able to make a compromise
to set him free. Something about this place changed a person, and
he wasn’t too sure if it was for the better.
“No, I don’t believe he would. It is in both of you
to do as what you see fit, without regard of what others might think.
That is something that I can’t help but admire. Tell me Danyel,
when you save your friends, what will you do next?”
“Go home, I guess. I promised Sam that we would go back home.”
“I see. When Skaara told me that you were once again on this
path with us, I was very pleased. He then told me that you did not
intend to follow the way of the elders. At this, I was not surprised
of, and I do understand. But you must understand, absolute power
is a very dangerous thing, my son. It is something that has to be
“I know this, Good Father.”
“Do you? You were sent away last time for trying to misuse
“I was trying to save Abydos!”
“You once told me my son, that one life is not worth more
than another. Do you not remember this?”
“Yes, we were discussing about the futures of any children
that Shau’ri and I might have had. You were telling me about
the different values of each son should I sire any.”
“And you still found a right to use your powers against Anubis.”
“He was a Goa’uld!”
“He was still a life.”
“He was pure evil.” Daniel ground out. Yes,
theoretically speaking, all life deserved a fair chance. Any child
of his would have received his love equally, but he couldn’t
understand how Kasuf could compare those ideals with the destruction
of the Goa’uld.
“Only in your eyes! Not everyone would agree with you.”
“He killed you.” Daniel stated sadly. He felt despair
each and every time he thought about what happened to his adopted
family and their people.
“Yes he did. And with good fortune I still live after that
fact. What I wish to say Danyel, is use what gifts you have, but
don’t let this power overcome you. Either of you.”
“We won’t, sir.”
“We will be fine, Good Father.”
“I don’t want to see you change into the monster that
you despise, Danyel.”
“I will not become like the Goa’uld.”
“Bring me back my son, Danyel; that is all that I ask for.”
Kasuf looked first at Daniel and then towards Jack, “Both
of my sons. At the end of your adventure, I want both returned in
the same way that I have just witnessed them.” Both ‘sons’
were stunned into silence by the declaration; the only thing that
either could do was nod.
Jack gave a slight cough then said, “We must leave, Kasuf.”
In return, Kasuf laid his sight on Jack in a way that made him
very uncomfortable, “Good Father.”
“You must call me ‘Good Father’.” Daniel’s
eyes widened with Kasuf’s command. His Good Father knew. Oh
“Uh, are you sure?” Jack was confused, and he wasn’t
sure which stare was making him more anxious. All three other men
were looking at him in different funny ways. He couldn’t decide
which concerned him more.
“You must, my Good Son.” Now it was Jack’s turn
for his eyes to go wide. It had been over ten years since the last
time anyone had ever called him ‘Son’. It was unnerving
“Ok, Goo-- Good Father.” There. He said it. Now could
they all stop staring? Jack tilted his head towards the doorway,
indicating to Daniel that they really had to floor it. Who knew
what could have happened to Thor in all this time? Everyone had
noticed the gesture, and knew what it had meant.
“Before you go, just one more thing.”
“I’m sorry Good Father,” Daniel said, “but
we must really get going/”
“I forgive you, my son.”
“You do not need it. I should not have to say this to you,
but I will if it eases the weight on your heart. I forgive you for
Shau’ri, for my daughter’s death.”
“Oh, for cryin’ out loud… Kas--- Good Father,
this was probably not the best time to mention this.”
“I believe it was.”
“Once you leave here, you won’t be coming back for
a very long time. Now go, my son and my Good Son. Do what you must
to save your friends.”
They both said their good-byes, and gave Skaara the same warrior’s
“I grant you both good wishes. You will need them,”
said Skaara, giving both an electric smile, and began to wave as
Jack and Daniel left their compound.
They were back on the path to the Asgard home world.
(to be con’t)