by Anne
Disclaimer: The characters of Daniel Jackson, Jack O’Neill, Sam Carter, Teal’c, General Hammond, Janet Frasier, Apophis and anybody else you recognise from the SGC do not belong to me. Neither does the concept of the Stargate, SGC, and the Goa’uld and any thing else related to the series Stargate SG1. They belong to Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Products.
The characters of Methos (a.k.a. Adam Pierson), Joe Dawson, Connor MacLeod and Duncan MacLeod belong to Panzer/Davis, Rysher/Gaumont Television. So do the concepts of Immortality, the Game and the Watchers.
Likewise the characters of Adam Newman, Megabyte Damon, General William Damon, Ami Jackson, Jade Weston, Kevin Wilson or any names or events linked to the Tomorrow People TV series do not belong to me either. They are the property of Roger Damon Price, Thames/Tetra and ITV Television.
The first things that O’Neill saw as he stepped through the Stargate were two bodies. Daniel’s hand was reaching for the DHD device. He’d obviously been about to dial out when he’d been attacked. Pierson was sprawled on the ground, sword in hand, unmoving. There was a nasty hole in his chest, probably the result of a Goa’uld staff weapon, he thought. Poor guy, no one could survive that. It didn’t look as though the battle with Ramiis had gone well at all.
O’Neill looked around. The ideal weather they had experienced the last time they were here seemed to be changing. He could swear he could see storm clouds gathering on the horizon. “Teal’c, go scout around and make sure that whoever did this isn’t still in the area. Carter, how’s Daniel?”
“Still alive, sir. It just looks as though he’s unconscious. The odd thing is that there’s no mark on him.” Carter looked around. “Colonel, there’s a sword on the ground next to him. I wonder what that’s doing here.” Carter picked it up and examined it closely. There appeared to be patches of dried blood on the blade, she wondered if it belonged to Adam Pierson or to Ramiis.
“Maybe the other guy left it behind. Something must have scared him off. Come on, let’s head back through the gate before whatever it is decides to come back again.” He turned to Teal’c. “Did you find anything?”
The Jaffa’s face was totally impassive, as always. “No, O’Neill, I did not. Whoever or whatever was here, has moved on.”
“Carter, dial home, then give me a hand with Daniel. Teal’c you’d better bring Pierson’s body back. All this talk about thousands of years ago. Sounds like these guys have been watching too much science fiction. We’d better get Doc Frasier to check it out, all the same.” What had Ramiis called the historian? Methos? He shook his head. It looked like they weren’t going to get the explanation they wanted from the man after all.
Damon led the way to the conference room where Hammond had taken him earlier to meet Pierson. It was a shame the two boys weren’t going to meet the man. He sounded as though he knew an awful lot about them and their kind. He knocked on the door; O’Neill rose to his feet to meet them as they entered the room.
“Adam, Megabyte, this is Colonel Jack O’Neill. Jack, this is my son Megabyte and his friend Adam Newman.” Damon had explained to the two boys what had happened while they were unconscious, and was relieved that they seemed to understand that he had had no choice in sharing their secret with General Hammond and his team. In fact they seemed quite keen to meet O’Neill and the rest of SG1.
O’Neill looked at the two boys in front of him. They looked awfully young to have the responsibilities resulting from the powers that Damon said they had. Seeing them brought back memories of his own son. He wondered again what Charlie would be doing now if he hadn’t been killed so tragically, killed with Jack’s own service revolver. No, he wasn’t going to think about that now. He’d dealt with the grief and the guilt surrounding his son’s death.
He shifted his thoughts back to Adam and Megabyte. They were still looking a bit pale, he thought - obviously they were not as fully recovered from their experience as they were trying to make out. Whatever the stone had done to them, it had not been a very pleasant experience. In fact, in the light of what Doctor Frasier had told him, they were lucky to have survived. He found it hard to believe that one small stone could cause so much trouble for the - what had Pierson called them? - Tomorrow People, and yet had seemingly not affected anyone else on the base. It sounded as though the far-fetched story of telepathic powers and the like must be true after all.
“Pleased to meet you.” O’Neill paused. He was feeling a bit uncomfortable about asking, but there was one thing about the telepathy idea that was bothering him quite a bit. “General Damon says that you are,” he stumbled over the word, “telepathic. Can you read my mind, do you know what I’m thinking right now?”
Megabyte answered grinning, “What do you think, Colonel?” He winced as his father glared at him and Adam nudged him in the ribs.
“Don’t mind Megabyte,” said Adam. “That’s what passes for his sense of humour, or lack of it.”
“Hey,” protested his friend.
Adam ignored him and continued. “Our telepathic abilities are limited to between ourselves. We can pick up on what we call background noise, surface thoughts, that sort of thing, but no, we can’t read your mind.”
“So, how did you pick up images from Adam Pierson?” asked Carter.
“Sorry, guys. Carter’s jumping the gun a bit, introductions first, eh. This is Major Sam Carter, as you’ve probably gathered she’s the scientist on the team.” O’Neill gestured towards the Jaffa, “and this is Teal’c.”
Teal’c bowed his head in way of greeting towards the two boys. They both involuntarily took a step back. O’Neill noticed them looking at each other for a few minutes, he wondered if they were ‘talking’. He hoped they weren’t going to make a habit of that; it was worse than when Daniel went ‘native’ and communicated with the other beings they encountered on some of the planets they’d visited through the Stargate. Mind you, at least in that situation he could hear something, even if it was in a language he couldn’t understand.
Adam spoke first, very hesitantly. He didn’t want to rock the boat but decided they had better be up front about what they were feeling. After all these people seemed to be very aware of what he and Megabyte were. He wanted to be sure of what and whom they were dealing with.
“Pleased to meet you. Er, I don’t know how to say this but we’re getting some very funny vibes off you. A sense of another, not very friendly mind as well as your own.” He didn’t tell them that the vibes were also making the two of them feel a bit ill, as well. Even though he wanted to be honest, he was still a bit wary as to how far that honesty should go.
“Oh, great,” commented O’Neill. “They can sense ‘Junior’.” Junior was the nickname he had given Teal’c’s symbiot.
Carter seemed quite excited by the idea. “Don’t you see what this means, Colonel. They can sense the Goa’uld. Think of how useful that could be in our fight against Apophis and the system lords.”
Megabyte interrupted, “You mean he’s got one of those snake things my Dad told us about inside him? Gross.”
“That is indeed correct, Megabyte Damon,” confirmed Teal’c. “However this is not a full grown Goa’uld. The larva and I share a symbiotic relationship. There is nothing to fear from it. It is only when it reaches maturity that it takes a host.”
“Sorry, Teal’c,” apologised Adam. “It’s just that the vibes we’re picking up from your symbiote are making us feel a bit uncomfortable. I suppose we’ll get used to them in time, won’t we Megabyte?”
“Yeah, right.”
O’Neill noticed that Megabyte, how did the kid end up with a name like that anyway, didn’t look too convinced. It looked as though Adam was the unofficial leader of the two, he guessed.
Damon looked around, realising someone was missing. “Where’s Daniel? Is he okay?”
“Yeah, he’s fine. A bit shook up though by the whole thing, though - he’s gone to lie down for a bit. Doesn’t seem to remember much of what happened once he went through the Gate either.” O’Neill gave the two boys a grin. “Wait till Daniel feels better and starts asking questions. The Spanish Inquisition has nothing on him.” He turned to the man who had just appeared at his shoulder. “ Yes, Corporal, what is it?”
“General Hammond wants you to meet him in the infirmary, Colonel.”
“Did he say why?”
“No, sir. He said to bring the rest of your team and your guests as well.”
“Okay, tell him we’ll be there in a minute.” Maybe Frasier has found something out about Pierson from his body, thought O’Neill. This should be interesting. It’s a shame I can’t ask the man himself, the guy was a real mystery.
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