“A what, Doctor?” Dr. Weir had
been in charge of the SGC for less than a week and she already felt
herself changed from the woman she once was. She was still pouring
through mission reports and was, in fact, less than a quarter of
the way through the pile. Every written word had changed her outlook
on life. Suddenly, her greatest achievements while working within
the UN felt minor in comparison to what these men and women, who
were now required to follow her lead, had been witness to for the
past eight years. Though the SGC was technically out of commission,
some teams were still on various assignments. Such as SG-13, who
were currently in the Antarctic, performing both guard duty for
Colonel O’Neill’s well-being and deciphering certain
texts that were found at the site. They appeared to be written in
the Ancient’s language. Only a few moments ago, an excited
Dr. Balinsky phoned to report that there was an “intruder”
to their base command.
“An ascended … uh, being, Dr. Weir. They’re kind
of glowy looking, bunch of tentacles, and can burn toast in a matter
of seconds. They’re a very powerful race that.--”
“Yes, thank you, I remember now.” There was a curt
knock at her office door, and she had half the mind not to answer
it. Unfortunately, she was required to keep an “open door”
policy, because you never knew what type of problem was hiding behind
it. She couldn’t keep a “Do Not Disturb” sign
on the handle either, much to her discontent.
“Come in,” she watched a very distraught Major Carter
open her door. She waved the major to come inside, and made hand
signals while pointing to her phone to let the major know that she
was currently occupied.
“So what is your team’s position, Doctor?”
“We’re powerless against them, Ma’am. There’s
literally nothing that we can do here but watch.”
“Can you get the SatCom working? I’d like to see this
for myself if possible.”
“Yes, of course,” she could hear Balinsky call out
to Airman Wells to set up the satellite video phone. In less than
a minute Balinsky confirmed, “It’s connected, Dr. Weir.”
“Great. Just give me a moment to transfer to the briefing
room.” And with that, she stood up while hanging up her phone.
She looked at the major, taking in the red puffy eyes and slightly
damp hair. Gesturing that they should walk towards the briefing
room, she decided to find out what was upsetting SG-1’s second
“Is there something wrong, Major?”
“Dr. Weir, could you tell me what’s happening in the
Both women took a seat in the briefing room and directed their
attention to the ViewScreen, as Elizabeth took the remote and turned
it on. “Apparently, SG-13 and Colonel O’Neill have a
visitor. One of the Ancients appeared at the site just a few minutes
ago. There’s nothing that the team can do, but watch. I figured
it would be a good idea to see what one looks like.” Elizabeth
pressed a few more buttons on the remote to connect to the SatCom
link. The picture before them was of a white glowing creature obstructing
the view of Colonel O’Neill’s stasis chamber.
“Dr. Weir … That would be Daniel.”
“Daniel?” Elizabeth turned her full attention to the
major sitting beside her, “I didn’t believe that he
could just revert back to this state. From what I understood, the
Ancients sent him back in human form.”
“Yes, that’s true. But …” Sam felt as if
she still hadn’t fully regained her bearings yet, but she
was required to report what happened. “Daniel found a way
to change himself back. Just before he fully ascended, he told me
that he was going after the Colonel.”
“How? How did he manage to ascend?” The story
of the Ancients was a particular one that had immediately grabbed
and held Elizabeth’s attention. She thought that she had read
everything in the reports and databases that there was about these
beings. She hadn’t been able to talk with Dr. Jackson about
his limited knowledge of his experience yet, but she thought that
he would have made some sort of indication that transforming back
“He … he attempted to kill himself.” The major
was fighting to keep her emotions in check; she was a military officer
and a role model for many of the new recruits. And she had cried
enough about this damn it!
Dr. Weir didn’t know what to say, she stared at the major
in horror. The idea that someone would want to take their own life
was something that she had a hard time comprehending in its theory.
But, the fact that someone tried most likely right here on this
base scared her.
“I don’t believe I’m going to enjoy hearing how
this happened, Major. But if you could write up a report on the
incident soon …”
“Yes, Ma’am. I would like to inform Teal’c about
what has occurred first though, if you don’t mind.”
“Of course. You’re due to embark for the Prometheus
soon. Are you ready for departure?”
“Mostly. I just need to finish packing an over-night bag,
and then I’ll be set.”
“I understand that this must be hard for you, Major.”
Elizabeth decided to ignore the sound that she was sure was a snort
coming from the major, “You have half an hour to finish before
you’re on your way to the Alpha site and the Prometheus. When
you come back, I would like that report.” Something had just
occurred to her, and she couldn’t believe that she hadn’t
thought of it before, “Where did Daniel … ascend?”
“In SG-1’s locker room … in the shower stalls
to be exact.”
“I’ll have a team down there to clean up the mess.”
Sam had an insane urge to smack SGC’s newest commander. She
sounded so cold and indifferent. Sam knew that this probably wasn’t
the case, but to try to get rid of any evidence of Daniel’s
life was eating at her heart. “There’s nothing to clean,
Dr. Weir. Daniel was very thorough.”
“Yes, well … I still want a cleaning crew there soon,
just to make sure. Why don’t you go finish your packing, Major?
If there’s any news,” Elizabeth pointed towards the
screen, at the immobile, omnipotent being hovering in front of Colonel
O’Neill’s chamber, “I’ll make sure that
a message will be sent to notify you and Teal’c immediately.
Okay?” She looked at the major, straight in the eye, trying
to convey what little of understanding she did have in the matter
and her compassion for what the woman beside her must be going through.
Sam nodded, and took her leave, while Dr. Weir turned back to the
ViewScreen. She didn’t have any other pressing engagements
at the moment, and she was determined to see this through.
“Dr. Weir?” Cameron turned his screen on to see if
they had a connection yet. It was confirmed by seeing the briefing
room that was deep within the depths of the SGC all the way in Colorado
Springs. “Are you receiving the feed?”
“Yes, Doctor, I am. There is reason to believe that the Ascended
being that you are watching is Dr. Jackson.”
“What? He died again?” asked Colonel Dixon,
incredulously. He heard Wells connecting the SatCom just moments
before and decided that it would be a good time to make his report
on their situation. “So that Glow-Brite is one of our own?”
He could peripherally see Balinsky rolling his eyes on the small
crack to Dr. Jackson’s current state.
He fully turned to face his team’s anthro-geek and said,
“I guess that means we’ll just sit and watch …
just like we were doing before.”
Jack was sitting on a lawn chair situated on his back porch enjoying
the lightning show that, at the moment, was far off in the distance.
He sat there for what felt like a very long time, but there wasn’t
anything else he wanted to do. He could cut the grass, go for a
walk, make his way up to Minnesota and do some fishing. But none
of those things were appealing to him right now. So he continued
to sit and watch. The storm was very powerful, but it didn’t
look like it was moving towards his position, so he continued to
He turned towards the voice. What was he doing here? No
one was supposed to be here. This was supposed to be his show; he
didn't want to be sharing it.
“What do you say we get out of here Jack? Go do some exploring.
Go home. Save our world from destruction and all that.” Daniel
had taken it upon himself to grab the other chair and sit as close
to Jack as was possible, without actually sitting in his lap.
“What are you doing here, Daniel?”
“Trying to save your ass, Jack. So, come on. Follow me and
we’ll be outta here in no time.”
“I’m not going anywhere, Daniel.” Jack took a
long swig from his Guinness. He never offered one to Daniel, and
he wasn’t going to. He really didn’t feel like sharing
“We don’t have much time for this Jack, we have to
“I ascended on my own Jack. Any time now, they could find
me and drag me away. So, let’s get this done before that happens.”
“They can’t stop you from being part of their little
clique this time.”
“What? Why not? How do you know this?”
Jack held his index finger up to stop Daniel’s tirade of
questions. Then he pointed to his own head, as if that was the answer
“It was part of the download? How to ascend was part of the
download and yet you didn’t?” Daniel’s eyes went
wide, and he continued to move his lips as if he had a lot more
questions to ask but couldn’t figure which one should be asked
first. Jack wondered if Daniel would have throttled him right then
if he said that he looked kinda cute when flustered.
Daniel brought Jack back from his musings. “Why didn’t
you ascend then? Instead of locking yourself in that pod?”
“How should I know?” Jack asked as he shrugged his
shoulders in response and went to take another sip of his beer,
only to find that the once bottomless bottle had suddenly dried
“Ok, fine. Then how do you know that the others won’t
fly by at any minute now and force me back into human form?”
Jack looked Daniel straight in the eye. This was something that
would be very important to the younger man, and Jack didn’t
want to mess up his answer.
“As you’ve said, you ascended on your own. The last
time, Oma had to guide you. You were her student, and it was her
right to punish you for any misdeeds. This time, you are your own
teacher and your own student. This is the same reason why the Ancients
couldn’t send Anubis back.”
“You know how Anubis ascended then. You know how he figured
it out?” Daniel was looking more relaxed, so it seemed that
he accepted Jack’s answer. He still had a lot of questions,
but the edginess was no longer present in his voice.
“The Ancients were once human; they were a powerful force
against the Goa’uld. But, as you already know, a plague was
killing them off. An assembled team of mortal Ancients were sent
out to infiltrate Anubis’ ship and once their mission was
accomplished they were supposed to ascend. Even though their race
was dying, they still fought hard against their enemy. I sometimes
see images of those battles, Daniel.”
Jack had an idea. He suddenly wanted Daniel to see what he could
Jack said, “Come here.” He followed his order by grabbing
Daniel by the back of his head and bringing him forth, so that their
foreheads could touch.
Despite wanting to welcome the touch, Daniel was about to question
what Jack thought he was doing, when pictures began to explode within
“Commander we must move!”
Daniel sucked in a breath as he started to watch something that
had happened thousands of years ago.
They had planted their devices all over that vile creature’s
ship. In a short amount of time, the vessel would cease to exist
and her team would have moved on to a greater life. They were running
down a corridor, trying to find the perfect spot to begin their
travel to the next plane of existence. Her Second indicated what
he felt would be the optimal place to perform their task. In agreement,
they moved to the middle of the room and stood in a circular fashion.
Looking at her three comrades, she smiled and nodded her head for
each to proceed. Each held a small vial of liquid that would over-ride
their systems, effectively fatal, but with enough time to move their
souls onward. They were the last of their colony to be infected
from a sickness that had plagued her species for millions of years.
Only a few thousand people were still mortal, spread out across
the galaxy, still trying desperately to find a cure.
No one had noticed the shadow in the far corner of the room.
Lifting the vials together, they each drank their potion. The
result was almost instant and together they were moving on to a
She was told that there wouldn’t be any pain involved.
There was supposed to be something in the elixir to counteract any
pain that the drug might induce. But, it hurt so much!
She realized quickly that she wasn’t alone anymore. Her
mind wasn’t only hers any longer. She had been infiltrated.
Anubis was going to rise with her to the next level!
“It was Oma, wasn’t it?” asked Daniel. He was
somber, his head slightly turned down as he concentrated on what
the images that Jack just gifted to him meant. “At the final
moment, before she changed, Anubis entered her body and found out,
among other things, the secret to ascending.”
“Yep.” Jack didn’t know what else to say to that.
The person who helped Daniel ascend was, albeit inadvertently, the
one who had also helped Anubis. And in the end, it was Daniel that
Oma had stopped and punished. But that wasn’t the whole story,
“Oma once had control over Anubis, Daniel, but not when the
two of you were about to battle. You once told me that he mocked
you with the idea of trying to stop him. That he was goading you
on. That he somehow knew that the others wouldn’t challenge
him and they wouldn’t let you either.” Daniel nodded
to what Jack was saying, so he took a deep breath and continued
his tale, “When she had fully ascended, and with help from
Ancient … elders, she sent him back to our plane as the symbiote
he was without a host. They all underestimated him though. He still
carried the memories of how to ascend and tried to achieve it for
a second time, this time on his own. Oma tried to stop him, but
she didn’t have the right to do so, like she didn’t
have the right to stop you this time. The others intervened and
we ended up with the half ascended Goa’uld symbiote that terrorized
our plane of existence for thousands of years more. By their own
rules, the Ancients had interfered more than they were allowed to.”
Daniel was sickened by the disclosure, but he couldn’t dwell
on this information right now. He needed Jack to come back with
him. If only he knew how to get Jack to cooperate with him.
“Why won’t you ascend, Jack?”
“What right do I have, Daniel?”
“What?” Daniel was dumbfounded, what right did
he have? “Jack! You have as much right as anyone to do
“So, how’d you die?” He didn’t want to
discuss the reasons why he didn’t want to turn into
a glowing squid.
“I didn’t die.”
“Oh, but you did.”
“No I didn’t.”
“Daniel. You had to at least come very close to dying, or
else you wouldn’t be here speaking with me right now. If
it really is you, that is.”
“It’s me. I’m really here, Jack.”
“Yeah, we’ve been through this before.”
“We have? When?”
Jack looked down at his bare feet, “How did you die?”
Daniel was getting frustrated, with every question he asked, Jack
just turned around and asked a few of his own. “Does it really
Jack gave Daniel a hard stare, “Yes it does.”
“I want to know what you did to come and get me, Daniel.”
“You-” Daniel couldn’t believe what he was hearing.
Was Jack that full of himself? He wanted to know what lengths Daniel
would go to, to bring him back?
“Fuck you, Colonel.”
Jack grunted at that remark. “Did ya just proposition me,
“Why is it any concern of yours, on how--” Daniel was
pissed and he was going to make sure that Jack knew it too.
“I’m always concerned about you Daniel. The fact that
you are once again on the higher plane, indicates that
you got yourself into trouble again. So what happened?
When we parted last time, Anubis and his army were obliterated and
Teal’c, Carter and yourself were all alive without even a
scratch … ok, I think you might have had a bump or two on
your head, which would have at most generated a headache, but it
wasn’t anything close to life threatening. So. What. Happened?”
“I-” Like Daniel really wanted Jack to know that he
tried to commit suicide. He had a feeling that it would come out
sooner or later, especially since he was determined to get them
both back home. Sam had seen his work, and he wouldn’t put
it past her to report about it to Jack. “I found an opportunity
to bring you back home and I took it.”
“So what you’re saying is that you hurt yourself enough
to achieve ascension. You need to be nearly dead in order for that
to happen, Daniel.”
“Well, it’s done and over with, Jack.”
“No it’s not. You are not to do such drastic things
to keep me safe! What is it with you and Carter? My job is to keep
both of you safe, not the other way around. The SGC requires your
talent and expertise in order to survive …”
“And it needs you too Jack! Damn it! Stop this shit already!
Your life is just as irreplaceable as mine, as Sam’s and Teal’c’s
… there isn’t one life that is worth more than another.
I know that we’ve had this discussion before.”
“And yet here you are, in complete contradiction to what
you had argued over a year ago.”
“I’m going back.”
“Well, have a nice trip. Glad you stopped by. We should do
this again someday.”
“You’re coming with me.” Daniel was determined
to bring them back to the main issue at hand.
“I’m not ascending, Daniel.”
“I don’t deserve to.” Jack wished that his bottle
would fill itself up once again. He really needed a drink.
“Of course you do, you’re good-”
“I’m nearly fifty, Daniel. You’ve known me for
less than a quarter of my life; you don’t know what I was
made to do for the good of my country before the Stargate program.
You just don’t know.”
“I’ve always thought that I did well at determining
the character of others. You’re a good man, Jack.”
“And Charlie was a good boy.”
“I know that Charlie was your son, but what does this-”
Oh, boy. Will Jack’s life always go back to the death
of his son? Of course it would. “That was an accident. You
“It was my gun.”
“And he was old enough to know not to touch it. But it wasn’t
his fault and it wasn’t yours.”
“He was good, Daniel.”
“With you for a father, I’m sure he was.”
“No, that was mostly Sara’s doing. I wasn’t always
home for him.”
“You know, Sam used to tell me stories about how often Jacob
would be away, and miss her birthday parties and school recitals
“So? What’s your point?”
“Sam still loves her father. And if Charlie were alive, I
know he would have loved you too.”
“That’s the point though, Daniel.”
“Charlie was a good child, so why hadn’t he ascended?
Why isn’t he alive in some form? If he wasn’t worthy,
then neither am I.”
“Jack. It doesn’t work that way. Oma didn’t know
about us then. She knew about Shau’ri, but even she’s
still buried on a dead planet that was once Abydos.”
Jack could see the hurt in Daniel’s eyes. They didn’t
talk about Abydos very often, but he knew that his friend was still
blaming himself for the decimation of the entire planet. Kasuf and
Skaara were out there somewhere, doing whatever it was that Ascended
beings do. But Shau’ri wasn’t out there with them. She
would never be. He knew that Daniel sometimes regretted ever stepping
onto the grounds of Abydos. If he never figured out how to open
the 'gate, then in Daniel’s eyes, the inhabitants of that
planet would still be alive today. He bet that Daniel refused to
entertain the idea of Ra giving up on those people, since the planet
was nearly void of Naquada when Jack’s team arrived. Ra had
probably been one of the more sadistic snakes that they had ever
come across, and Jack wouldn’t have put it past the bastard
to destroying Abydos from above. Perhaps, not as thorough as Anubis’
job had done, but he would have at least left his mark by causing
major damage. There was a good chance that Daniel’s adopted
family would have died a long time ago. But Daniel never wanted
to hear that argument. The man was stubborn, but Jack knew that
he could be just as bad.
“What is there for me to go back to Daniel? Everything has
changed, and I’m too tired to adapt again.”
“We need you, Jack.” Daniel’s voice was slightly
tinged with desperation, just enough for Jack to hear it.
“You will move on, Daniel.”
“No I won’t.”
“You will, you can.”
“I don’t want too! Not without you.” Couldn’t
Jack see? He had to have known why he gave the Ancient ones cause
to punish him. It was because of Jack. Daniel had at least remembered
that part from the last time he was in this state. If it wasn’t
for Jack, he wouldn’t have fought Anubis. He would have ascended
the people of Abydos himself instead.
“I need you there, Jack.”
“You can live on without …”
“But I’m not going to.” Daniel grabbed Jack by
his shirt and pulled him into a forceful kiss. Off in the distance,
the storm seemed to have grown stronger; the lightning crackled
and clashed. It was in tune to the deep exploration that the two
men were sharing, hot and explosive. Jack sat stunned when Daniel
finally let him go, but in true Air Force fashion, he quickly regained
his composure as best he could. Although, it was obvious that both
were somewhat breathless.
“You’re needed, Jack. Whether you go back to retire
and spend the rest of your days watching the Sports Network, or
move up to your cabin, or even go back to continue the fight against
the Goa’uld, I need you there.”
Jack had always known about Daniel’s affection for him, and
that warmth and care would have easily been returned if it wouldn’t
have compromised their team. SG-1 was a great team, and they always
bounced back somehow, but they were all too close to each other.
Way too close. Hammond saw this fact, but he didn’t do anything
about it. Instead he reinforced it by becoming part of their close-knit
Jack couldn’t take the risk of voicing his feelings for Daniel
before, and he paid for it dearly for over a year. He saw the looks
other members of the SGC gave him when Daniel had first left; well
from those who dared to walk in his path at least. The rest hid
until they knew it was safe to avoid the miserable colonel. He would
have gone to any length, traveled through any ‘gate coordinate,
just to make Daniel safe once more, but in the end he was still
a coward. Daniel was dying, and at the time Jack still couldn’t
articulate what he had felt for the man. That was something he was
prepared to take to his grave, but the Fates decided that they hadn’t
finished taunting Jonathan 'Jack' O’Neill, yet. They brought
Daniel back to him, just so he could feel like even more of a shit.
He still couldn’t express his feelings, and in some ways he
was even more apprehensive about it. And deep down inside, Daniel
“I’m not going to take a back seat anymore Jack. I
did before, hoping that if we were both alive long enough to retire
then we could have worked something out then. After the mess with
Kelowna, I left because I couldn’t handle not getting closer
to you, and that made you push me away even more. I understand why
we couldn’t let our guards down and just be together, Jack.
I do. But it was destroying us. I figured, either you would
ascend at some point, or if you made it to retirement then I would
have come back to you. Until then, from what Oma had told me, I
thought that I could put the most distance as possible between us
and still do something productive for our cause.”
“It didn’t work. You were watching me.”
Daniel chuckled, “Probably.”
Jack looked down at his still empty bottle, “I don’t
deserve it Daniel, and I don’t deserve you.”
“That’s bullshit, Jack. We both know it.”
“If I knew that, we wouldn’t be arguing right now,
now would we?”
“Of course we would be. The only difference would have been
our location and subject.”
Jack conceded that fact with a nod of his head. They would always
be arguing. Right down to what colour of thread was used to make
the seats they were sitting on in his mind’s world.
“Jack if you won’t come back for me. There’s
another reason for you to do so.”
“Daniel, I-” Daniel deserved more than what this old
man could give him, but Jack had no idea how to tell him this. He
didn’t want to; he admitted that he was selfish with this
issue. He didn’t want the man to leave him, despite the fact
that he had no right to love him. “You know how I feel for
“I love you too, Jack.” Jack probably would have had
whiplash by the speed his head had turned to face Daniel. He was
astounded to actually hear the words, though he’d always known
them to be true. Daniel’s face turned to a slight shade of
pink, but he smiled and nodded his head in acceptance of what he
had just revealed. And Jack also knew that Daniel didn’t expect
for the words to be returned in kind.
“I want to be there for you, Daniel. You have no idea how
much I want that. But I don’t deserve another chance at life.
Not this way at least. This is it, unless the Asgard could help
me again. I could accept their help, since we had lent a hand or
two to them in their need so many times. It’s a give and take
relationship that has worked well so far. But, if they do succeed
in extracting all this Ancient crap, I’ll have to go back
to the SGC to continue our fight. But, I can’t force myself
to believe that I deserve another chance, Daniel. Ascension just
doesn’t work that way.”
“Well, maybe I can change your mind. Despite the fact that
I want you to live, the Asgard are in trouble Jack. They
need our help.”
“What do you mean? What’s going on out there?”
Jack knew that the SGC couldn’t reach them, and the fact that
Daniel was here, had suggested that this was still the case.
“Anubis had released the Replicators, the evolved
Replicators. The Asgard are in for the fight of their lives, and
so far it looks like they’re losing. We don’t know if
anything has happened to Thor. The information is severely limited,
but they are all in serious trouble. We could save them though.
If you won’t ascend for yourself, or for me, then do it for
our ally. You have to stop those bugs.”
“Why don’t you go and save their little grey butts
yourself? You’re more than capable.”
“'Cause they named a ship after you.”
“Ah. You’re still upset that they like me better,”
Jack said while grinning.
“Jack!” Daniel was exasperated. He just played his
wild card, now if only Jack would take the bait. “Come home
Jack was thinking, his face always contorted in a particular way
when he was thoughtful with ideas of deep significance. He suddenly
stood up, and stuck out his hand for Daniel to take hold of. “Come
with me.” Daniel stood, and held on, not knowing what Jack
was up to. Jack led him down the steps of his back porch and into
the middle of his backyard. “Look around you.” Jack
swept his arms around the yard and finished by placing his hands
on Daniel’s shoulders. “What do you see?”
Daniel took a good look around, “I see a well manicured lawn,
beautiful flowers in bloom, the back of your house … and that
“This … all of this is me, Daniel. That storm
over there? That’s the Ancient’s knowledge trying to
claim me. If I go back, that knowledge will still be there and it’ll
overcome the rest of my mind. I will no longer be me.”
“No! I can help! I’ll get rid of it for you Jack, I
promise. It won’t hurt you anymore. I’ll help you ascend
and take away what’s hurting you in the process.”
“You can do that?” This was something that the Ancient
knowledge was telling him was false. But he knew that Daniel would
never lie about such things.
“Yes! You don’t know how?”
“No, I don’t.”
“But you had healed Bra’tac on the Tel'tac. You used
the power to cure.”
“I could heal him, but I can’t heal myself. I’m
not sure how much, but mending his wounds did affect me. Last time
we were up here by McMurdo, there was this girl, Ayiana …
we assumed that she was part of the Ancient’s race …”
“Yeah, I remember reading that report.”
“She died from healing our wounds, as I would have eventually.
The healed wounds and cancers are absorbed into me.”
“There’s a way around that, Jack. There’s a way
to compress that effect and disperse it without harming yourself
or others around you. I know how to do this, Jack. I’ll fix
that for you.”
Absorbing what Daniel had just said, Jack wrapped his arms around
the other man’s back, and brought him in close enough for
another kiss. This one was much slower, as they took their time
to further discover each other while they still could.
“Dr. Balinsky, has there been any change?” Dr. Weir
had just seen off the engineering team that was headed for the Prometheus.
When she came back to the briefing room, the picture on the ViewScreen
seemed to be exactly as how she had left it.
“No, ma’am. If that really is Dr. Jackson, he’s
been hovering there without much more movement the entire time.”
“They’re probably arguing over only God knows what.”
Colonel Dixon had assumed he had muttered this low enough for Elizabeth
not to hear, but loud enough for Balinsky to give him a dirty look
as a reply. She decided she’d call him on it anyhow.
“Why do you say that, Colonel?”
Without looking repentant for his sarcastic remark, he expanded
his opinion of Colonel O’Neill and Dr. Jackson by informing
her, “It’s what they do, ma’am.” The audio
feed from the SatCom was remarkable, that’s how she also heard
Airman Bosworth mutter seconds later to the lieutenant, “Boy,
as if that doesn’t sound familiar, eh?”
Major Carter exited the wormhole and saw Teal’c right away
in the crowd of those who had volunteered their service to help
move the equipment over to the Prometheus. The Alpha site had two
hover crafts on hand for transporting the heavy equipment, but the
rest would require transport by foot.
Sam and Teal’c had met half way, and greeted each other by
a warm, heartfelt hug.
“MajorCarter, it is good to see you, but you do not look
well. Has something transpired to upset you?”
“We need to go talk … in private, Teal’c.”
He was surprised to hear such a response from the major, but complied
and led her to his tent where they could be alone. He directed her
to the bench and table in the back of his abode and poured them
both a glass of water from the ready pitcher.
“What has happened, Samantha?” Sam’s heart always
skipped a beat whenever Teal’c called her by her first name.
He had always called her “MajorCarter” out of respect,
but at the right moments he would call her “Samantha”
out of admiration.
“Teal’c … Daniel did something … pretty
“What do you mean?”
“He tried to kill himself.” She never wanted to be
so blunt about it, but her nerves were frayed. She was tired and
wanted to get this off her chest in the quickest way possible.
Teal’c took a moment to digest the news, “He wanted
to ascend, did he not?”
“How’d you know? Did he speak to you about this?”
“No, Samantha.” Sam had felt guilty for nearly accusing
Teal’c of conspiring with Daniel for this asinine rescue attempt.
But it was Teal’c’s Bon’ta that Daniel used to
hurt himself with. He took her glass and put it and his down on
the table beside them. He turned back and clasped her hands into
his, which were so much larger in comparison. “Daniel is a
brave man; why else would he commit such an act if not for a greater
purpose? Did his plan succeed?” He made it sound like Daniel
was a hero for what he did, but he wasn’t. Sam wouldn’t
dare believe that such an act would be seen as heroic.
Sam nodded in the affirmative to his question, but she had more
to get off her chest. “I don’t … I just don’t
know anymore Teal’c. I don’t know how to react. I think
I’m numb.” She collapsed in his arms, she had had enough.
With Teal’c, she wasn’t alone anymore and she never
wanted to be again. They spent a long time sitting there, holding
each other. And no one made an attempt to retrieve Major Carter.
Jack and Daniel were on the grass, laying in each others arms,
watching the storm still brewing in the distance. Every once in
a while, they’d kiss or caress, but they were mainly satisfied
by just being able to touch. It had been a long time since they
had been even a fraction of this close to each other. Jack looked
at Daniel, memorizing all the contours that made such a handsome
face. “It’s time now, isn’t it?” The question
made Daniel take a good look at him too, and replied, “Yeah,
I guess it is.” He reached for Jack’s hand and placed
it over his heart.
“Hey, Doc?” Bosworth was sure he just saw something
change. Cameron looked in the direction of O’Neill and the
Ancient “Formerly Known as Jackson” as Dave had put
it. He realized that Bosworth was right. Something had changed.
He looked towards the SatCom and saw that Dr. Weir was also watching,
she probably would want him to explain what was going on soon. But
he didn’t know and he had no idea of what answer he could
He felt Dave walk up beside him, “You think their argument
just escalated? Would that be the look of an angry Ancient?”
“How should I know, Colonel?”
“Well you’re the Linguist-cum-Anthropologist, Balinsky.
I’d expect you to have at least made an educated guess. You’re
pretty good at them.”
He was nearly taken aback by the compliment, but had enough wits
about him to reply, “Well, I missed the day that Anthropology
101 had discussed The Emotive and Mating Gesticulations of the
Post-Human Glowing Squids.”
“Mating Gesticulations?” Leave it to Dave Dixon to
want a clarification of the obvious. Balinsky shrugged his shoulders
and did his best impression of an innocent boy.
“Ha! Very funny, Doctor. You think you can fool me, but you
can’t. I know you only too well.”
He was going to retort when the pseudo-apparition in front of them
had changed again … into a bright blinding light.
“What the hell!” He was sure that had come from Wells.
Behind his closed eyes he could see the light moving. He tried cracking
his eyes open a bit to see what was going on. What he saw didn’t
surprise him much at all. “Colonel, look!”
Dixon opened his eyes as much as he could to see not only one glowing
Ancient, but two. They were moving up and out of this complex and
the stasis chamber that held Colonel O’Neill, was empty.
“Oh, great. This had better not leave a black mark on our
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