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              Bepart three
   “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 
              dwindling away. “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?” “Um, no.” “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 
              distance–” “O’Neill! Danyel!” 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 
              him. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ “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 
              now?” “We don’t know, Major. We are assuming, based only 
              on the facts that we know, that Colonel O’Neill ascended--” “What!” “Major?” “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 
              SGC.”  “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 
              an Ascended. “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 
              that? “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 
              wishes. “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.” “Why not?” “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 
              presence, alone. 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, 
              Danyel?” “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 
              used wisely.” “I know this, Good Father.” “Do you? You were sent away last time for trying to misuse 
              these gifts.” “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.” “Um, sorry?” “You must call me ‘Good Father’.” Daniel’s 
              eyes widened with Kasuf’s command. His Good Father knew. Oh 
              no. “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 
              at best. “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.” “What?” “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.” “I—” “Oh, for cryin’ out loud… Kas--- Good Father, 
              this was probably not the best time to mention this.” “I believe it was.” “Oh?” “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 
              greeting. “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.
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