Always Forgiven, Never Forgotten | By : A.K.O.Shifting-Shadow Category: Stargate: SG-1 > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1200 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Symbiote speaking." I'm using bold to represent the echoing voice symbiotes have when they speak.
"Host speaking."
-Symbiote speaking to host.-
Host speaking to symbiote.
-Wake up Mer Prinekh!- Malek called as Louis moaned and slowly awoke. The host chuckled before giving an annoyed sigh as Malek wiggled excitedly. –We’re going home today! Come on get up!- Malek cared little that he was behaving like an excited pup, he only cared about the fact that he was going home after years of separation. Soon, very soon he’d be reunited with his kin. –Now is not the time for sleep, we must prepare.-
It is five o’clock in the morning, Malek. Louis complained.
-Well beloved, when I…if I return to my post as base commander we’ll be getting up much earlier than that. Often I will work for several nights whilst you sleep without rest myself…this is not unusual for me. Now rise, beloved. You can rest later. We must finalise the plans so that this mission goes off without a hitch.-
Then let me sleep and rise yourself. Louis complained annoyed but secretly amused and excited for Malek. I will be of no help until I’m fully rested, I’ll just be very, very, very grumpy. Louis warned. So let me go back to sleep and you can have your fun getting ready.
-But I wish to share it all with you.- Malek complained, not understanding his host’s lack of excitement. –We’ve have planned for this for so long and now the day is finally here. We must find Samantha and Jolinar and prepare!-
Then find Sam and Jolinar, prepare, I’ll be able to relive it all when I awake. Louis replied already sounding as if he was falling asleep. Malek was not mentally pouting, he was not! Ignoring his host’s lack of enthusiasm Malek climbed out of bed and quickly did the morning routine. He was soon dressed and ready. You know…Louis commented revealing he was just dozing and not yet asleep. Many will think you and I insane that you’re up this early.
-Perhaps, but their opinions matter very little to me.- Malek replied as he stepped out of their quarters and strolled down the tunnel. As Louis had predicted those they passed stared at them as if they were insane and Malek gave them a warm smile. –Perhaps a cup of coffee and some chocolate cereal would be enough to wake you?- Malek offered.
Coffee might be just what I need. Louis agreed mentally yawning and sending waves of annoyance to Malek, clearly the host was agitated that he was still awake.
-Do you truly wish to sleep?- Malek asked. –I can help you return to sleep if you wish it. In fact I have done it often with my previous hosts and I have no doubt that my kin do the same. Symbiotes do not need sleep as much as their host’s so we can help them rest whilst remaining active ourselves.- Malek explained to a tired Louis.
Louis debated the offer for a few moments before replying. No. Just get me a cup of coffee, this is too important to the both of us. I’ll catch up on lost sleep later.
-Very well. Coffee it is. Perhaps we should ask the cafeteria staff if we could take a large supply on us so that we not be parted from your favourite brew.-
But you do not like coffee…
-But you do. And as long as you willing to ration it out, I am more than willing to allow you to drink it.- Malek replied. –I admit I was too hasty in banning it before, but I have recognised my mistake and will allow you to have your favourite drink.-
Thank you Malek.
-Do not thank me, beloved. I should have realised this long ago. Not only should the host make compromises but the symbiote should too. I do not like the high caffeine in coffee for it affects your body but I can easily syphon it out, therefore my earlier outburst and hatred of the drink was unneeded and rude.-
I have also had a think about that situation Malek and I completely understand your reaction to the drink, after all I doubt you’ve come across humans drinking or eating unhealthy things all that often. Most humans in the universe are poor or farmers so I can understand that your reaction to the drink was out of extreme worry. In fact I appreciate that you were so concerned for me. What I’m trying to say is that…it’s over. It’s all done with, we need not even think back to it Malek because I harbour no hard feelings for you because of it.
-Thank you Mer Prinekh.- Malek replied warmly. –If we wish to make coffee on the Tok’ra base, I must first speak to the Tok’ra cooks and ask if they would kindly boil water for this beverage. I doubt that our request will cause much trouble for some of our dishes if not all require boiling water to cook.- With this said he strolled into the cafeteria and walked up to the counter. “Good Morning.” Malek greeted. “I would like a cup of coffee, with milk and one teaspoon of sugar.” The lady behind the desk looked a little shocked at his presence for he was the first in the cafeteria but she quickly made his request. “I would also like a bowl of the chocolate cereal.” He added once she was done.
See…Louis stated with a teasing tone. No one else is up yet and everyone thinks we’re crazy!
-Perhaps we are, but whilst everyone is rushing about like ‘headless chickens’ we shall be ready and waiting.- Malek replied as he sat on a table and began to consume their chosen drink and meal. –I have to say that your race is one of the few human races that consume so much sugar. I do not think I’ve ever eaten as much sugar as I have in your world. Your food is filled with preservatives, salt, pepper and sugar. It is a surprise that many are still healthy and fit.-
It is a choice and not all are healthy and fit. Louis explained. Then there are also conditions. Some people can only eat certain foods. For example I had a friend with Diabetes, which means his body does not produce the enzymes needed to consume sugar. He has to inject artificial ‘insulin’ to control his sugar levels in the blood. But here is the catch, too much insulin and he has to ingest sugar, too much exercise and he has to ingest something sugary. He said to me Diabetes is a gift and a curse.
-Hmm. Interesting.- Malek agreed. –I think I’ve have seen something very similar before with another host. Not my hosts of course but I believe another symbiote had a similar experience. They had to control their host’s body to prevent too much sugar and too little. But we symbiotes control such things easily. Perhaps if we do establish a treaty people like that could be offered to become hosts. From what I can read of your memories many would like to stop ‘injecting’.-
Yes but I doubt civilians would be offered because the authorities don’t want news to get out about alien ‘parasites’. No offence intended.
-No, I understand my kinds form can be repulsive to other life-forms. Still it could be an option for many.- Malek stated.
What else can your kind cure?
-Anything, Mer Prinekh. The only thing that limits us is our own health and the seriousness of the host’s condition. For example if a symbiote has been seriously injured or has been dying they will be weaker and if they take a host with a fatal condition they could both die before the symbiote can heal them both.-
Is that why blending is done so carefully?
-Yes. Blending is performed on a Tok’ra base or in front of Tok’ra healers for the most part, the only time it is not monitored is when we are undercover or on the run from the Goa’uld. The Tok’ra cannot afford to lose another symbiote so they try to ensure optimum conditions for a blending.- Malek explained.
I suppose our own blending could have ended badly? Louis stated.
-Yes, if you had been as badly hit as Misha I would not have been able to save you and whilst I was untouched, without a host I would have eventually died.- Malek answered. –We were both fortunate that this had not happened.- Malek commented.
“I’m surprised to see you up so early.” Sam’s voice stated making Malek turn to face her. She walked around to sit in front of them. Malek let an amused smile slip onto his face as he saw she too had picked up coffee.
“Yes, Louis himself is surprised with our early rising. I admit that I am very excited and have not slept well last night, I may have woken Louis up a little too early.” Malek stated looking very sheepish.
Sam chuckled. “Jolinar has been excited as well.” She agreed. “I would not be all that surprised if she had woken me early too, but fortunately for me I am an early riser so it was not needed.”
Can I speak to her? Louis asked.
-Of course.- Malek agreed handing control over. Louis smiled warmly at his fellow Tok’ra. “Are you looking forward to meeting the Tok’ra?”
“Yes, I have to admit I am.” Sam agreed. “Jolinar is pushing me to make a decision, she wants to know if I wish to stay with the SGC or go to the Tok’ra but I don’t really want to make such a choice. What about you? Have you made a decision?”
“Yes.” Louis replied. “I have had a very long think about it and I’ve made up my mind. If it all goes as planned, I’m going to join the Tok’ra.”
“What does Malek think?” Sam asked with wide eyes.
“He is thankful but he also suspects I have other reasons for agreeing.” Louis admitted. “I admit there could be some ulterior motives. I mean with a Tau’ri in the Tok’ra it could encourage a stronger alliance, but in truth it is a personal decision. You see Sam, I have very little here, just the SGC and a horse, ‘Emperor’. Malek is my family and his family is my family, so I am Tok’ra, that is who I am and who I want to be.”
“And what about this horse?” Sam asked still looking a little stunned.
“Well if all goes well I can keep making visits back to Earth and go off base. I am also hoping the authorities will consider allowing a few more Tok’ra off base to ride and see our world. Or perhaps they can build a stable closer to base?” Louis explained. “But to be honest the stable is not the important thing here. Sam I am not abandoning the SGC, I intend to remain a part of the SGC but I just won’t be SGC staff anymore, I’ll be Tok’ra.”
“I understand. It is just a little surprising that’s all. I mean, I haven’t made a decision yet. I have too much here. My brother and his family, my dad, my career, but now I also have potential lovers and an extended family.”
“I understand.” Louis replied parroting Sam’s words. “And don’t worry too much Sam. I’m sure there are several solutions we can come up with. I mean you could be an ambassador? Or we could persuade the Tok’ra to trade staff when the treaty is in place. You and Jolinar, the Tok’ra in the SGC and perhaps unblended humans in the Tok’ra base? I bet once you’ve met Lantash and Martouf they’d be more than willing to be the first Tok’ra operatives to transfer over to the SGC if it meant being with their mates. Have a very long think about it before you make a choice, Sam, the solution will come to you.”
-Yes, she needs to think very deeply about it.- Malek agreed. –But it is something she must consider between herself and Jolinar. Perhaps when they meet Martouf and Lantash the answer will become clear.-
Perhaps. Louis agreed.
-Mer Prinekh. Are you really happy with your decision? Truly happy?-
I admit to be nervous but I do not regret making the decision nor will I regret living with the Tok’ra. I was speaking the truth earlier when I said my place is with you and your place is with the Tok’ra. That is where we belong.
-I just want to make sure that this is truly your decision and that you haven’t made it because of any pressure.-
No in all honesty I’ve been thinking about it since we first blended. It is where I want to be.
“Jolinar suggests we quickly go over our plan and make a few backups just in case.” Sam stated interrupting their inner conversation.
“Of course.” Louis replied. “Jolinar is going to pretend to be dead and Malik is going to pretend he does not exist. We go in on Jolinar’s memories and meet with the suspicious Tok’ra. Once there we will convince them that you truly did host Jolinar. They will take us down into the Tok’ra base where we should meet the Tok’ra council or a few Tok’ra council members. You will then sow the seeds of doubt amongst them by telling them that Jolinar remembers Thoran and Cordesh betraying her. The Tok’ra council, whilst suspicious will want to investigate the claims and therefore they will conduct an investigation.”
“Whilst this investigation is on-going we will be ‘guests’ of the Tok’ra.” Sam continued. “We shall conduct our own ‘investigation’ with the express interest of catching both Thoran and Cordesh in the act of betrayal. You and Daniel will focus on Thoran, or rather the Goa’uld imposter whilst Teal’c, Jack and I will deal with Cordesh.”
“What else can we do to improve this plan?”
“Well. Jolinar claims that either herself or Malek can come forward and deal with the council.”
“Well…Malek wants to save his moment for when he confronts Thoran.” Louis commented. “But you and Jolinar can easily distract the council. The council will be eagerly listening to your words as they are Jolinar’s ‘last’ words.”
“True.” Sam agreed. “But we also have to concern ourselves with privacy, if we are going to be there for some time we must inject the serum to hide our symbiotes. But we’re going to be constantly guarded.”
“That will be an issue.” Louis agreed. “The Tok’ra don’t miss a thing and they’ll easily spot us injecting ourselves. But we could pretend to have a condition that requires injection.”
“But they’ll require to analyse the contents.” Sam disagreed. “The only thing we can do is wrap this situation up as quickly as possible.”
“I don’t think we can do that, at least not easily.” Louis murmured. “We need to make Cordesh and Thoran break their ‘cover’ and reveal their true intentions.”
-I can confront Thoran.- Malek thought. –And I can do it publically. I can use your voice, the host voice to speak but Thoran will be able to recognise that a symbiote has taken control and when I reveal who I am and what I know he will try his hardest to discredit a ‘fallen’ symbiote.-
Which will bring suspicion onto him?
-Yes, the Tok’ra will not take kindly to the insults placed upon me. As honourable symbiote who has fallen they will take offence for me. They will demand proof that paints me in a bad light. Proof that he does not have.-
“Jolinar, does the Tok’ra have proof of Malek being ‘untrustworthy’?” Louis asked.
“No, they grieved for him, for he is one of our best.” Jolinar replied. “He was greatly missed.”
“Then Malek has an idea. He suggests that he deal with Thoran. His idea is to confront Thoran, to use the host voice to fool other Tok’ra but not him. Then Malek will tell the imposter the truth and reveal who he is. Thoran will then try to discredit Malek and us and this should arouse suspicion.”
“Yes, I know many of the council members including Garshaw and Delek will be most displeased with Thoran’s attempts to insult a fallen Tok’ra. They will immediately be suspicious, Thoran will no doubt realise he is losing control and try to take out the threat, you and Malek and by doing so he will be ‘digging his own grave’.”
“So whilst you deal with the council and Cordesh, Daniel and I will focus on Thoran.” Louis agreed. “I think this is about as good as the plan is about to get.”
“Yes the plan is good but it can also go horribly wrong. We will have to proceed with extreme caution.” Jolinar warned.
“Jolinar’s right, the Tok’ra are twice as strong as a normal man so Jack and Daniel will be in trouble if it comes to a fight. If you confront Thoran and he goes for you, you must protect Daniel.”
“I understand and Malek understands. We will not allow harm to come to anyone.” Louis agreed.
“Then everything seems to be in place. Now we just have to head down to the changing room and prepare.” Sam replied. “Jack should be waking soon and Teal’c and Daniel should already be up.”
“It is already 0700?” Louis asked with some surprise. “I did not realise the time had passed so quickly. We best head down to get ready if we wish to be on time.” Louis commented as he stood.
Less than an hour later and all five members of SG1 were in the embarkation room ready to head to the last place the Tok’ra had been. The two hosts injected the serum and waited ten minutes for the dose to begin working before nodding to the General in the control room. –Be warned Louis that when we cross through the gate you will experience a stronger reaction to the naquadah. Unlike on the SGC where you can sense only Jolinar and the gate, on the Tok’ra base-world the feeling will be a constant tingling. Over time this feeling will be easily ignored, it is strong because of the many Tok’ra you will share the base with, but as I have said it can eventually be ignored.-
I understand, I’ll try to control my reactions so as not to expose us to the Tok’ra.
-That is all I ask for Mer Prinekh. Now I believe we are ready, I suggest we bring up the rear and Sam take the lead, it will be more convincing to the Tok’ra as they’ll believe her ‘memories’ led her there.- Malek instructed.
Good idea, Ann’wyld. Louis agreed.
-I see you’ve been learning from my thoughts and memories. I am very proud of you.- Malek praised. –Soon you will be speaking our language as easily as I. But now is not the time for praise, beloved, we must focus or cast suspicion on ourselves.-
Of course. Louis agreed focusing outward. “Sam, Malek suggests you take front, he believes it will give the story more credit as the Tok’ra will believe your ‘memories’ led you to them.”
“That’s actually a good idea.” Daniel stated.
“Malek wants us to take the back, he wants to make us un-noticeable and keep the Tok’ra’s attention on Sam. He also believes that by backing up the group he can get an idea of the next steps of the plan.” Louis stated. “I agree with Malek, the Tok’ra cannot know about Malek until the traitors are dealt with.”
“Agreed.” Jack answered.
“SG1.” Hammond asked when he realised the group had still made no move to go through the gate.
“Sorry sir, we’re just adding a little more detail to the plan.” Sam explained. “But we’re ready now.”
“SG1 move out.” Jack commanded. Sam raced through the gate with the others following closely behind, as they expected they were met with an empty desert, a perfect place for the Tok’ra since no Goa’uld or race would wish to settle on an empty and barren land. What Sam and Louis had not expected was the overwhelming feeling of naquadah signatures, they knew it would be powerful but now they were here it felt like a physical punch.
Malek quickly slid forward and controlled his host’s reaction, they were fortunate Louis had his head lowered so none would see the flash of the eyes indicating a change in control. “There appears to be nothing here.” Malek stated pretending to be unimpressed. “Are you sure the Tok’ra are here?”
“Yes, I can feel them.” Sam replied as she scanned the horizon. “They’re beyond this ridge guarding the rings that lead to the tunnels.” She explained.
“I suggest we do not speak like this, Sam.” Louis warned. “We don’t want the Tok’ra to be extremely nervous because of what we know, it is best if they think you know only bits and pieces.”
“You’re right.” Sam agreed.
“The Tok’ra are very scared aren’t they?” Daniel asked.
“They’re a rebel group Daniel and their population is stationary, with more decreases then increases.”
“Because they have no queen?”
“Precisely.” Louis answered. “Therefore they guard themselves against all threats and they will most likely move their base once we’ve left or hold us prisoner until they’ve moved the base.”
“There is nothing here.” Jack commented against as they slid down the side of a sand dune.
“Well what little I know, sir…” Sam begun. “Is that they were here… the memories clearly indicate this area.”
“And yet there is no signs of life.” Daniel commented.
“Perhaps because it’s a desert planet…there is nothing here.” Louis added. “Why are we here again?” Louis, with help from Malek, saw the sand begin to ripple as figures slowly arose from beneath it. The group tensed and immediately went into defence mode. Louis had his weapon pointed directly at Martouf and Lantash who glared at them making Malek shift sheepishly inside of his host. Malek turned to glance at Sam and noticed her staring at his friend and taking in his appearance. Martouf was very pleasing to the eye, the man was young, or appeared to be young, with golden skin, curly brown hair and the most gentlest of eyes.
“Good guys or bad guys?” Jack asked.
“We mean you no harm, but I am warning you, if you make any aggressive moves, we will fire on you.” Louis and Sam turned their heads to meet Cordesh’s gaze. Malek squirmed with fury and was glad he was not in control or he’d be confronting the traitor.
This is Cordesh?
-Yes. So far his host is speaking or so he’ll have us believe, but he may also be using the host voice like I have been doing.- Malek warned. –The host is quite aged, at least three hundred years old, despite this the host is quite strong and healthy, so I suggest caution when dealing with him.-
Of course. Louis agreed as he watched the aged host. Malek and Jolinar’s description to the rest of SG1 did not give Cordesh’s host justice, whilst he was aged, his skin was golden and his hair was dark. In fact the only signs of age were some small discreet age lines and some greying of the hair. Perhaps he was not the ‘fittest’ or ‘hottest’ of men but he was a fine specimen indeed. It would be a shame if that man has spent so long imprisoned inside his own head.
-If we had suspected earlier we may have done something, but now I do not think the host would even consider another symbiote if Cordesh was to be removed. In fact Firnan is very honourable, he will feel guilty despite the acts being Cordesh’s and Cordesh’s alone, I worry he may commit suicide.-
He would do that?
-In some cultures it is the way to die honourably. No doubt Firnan will believe he needs to be punished and therefore he will kill himself, I only hope we can act fast enough to save him if he is still in there. My biggest worry however is that Cordesh has destroyed Firnan’s mind like a Goa’uld would.-
“Same here.” Jack stated obviously referring to Cordesh’s first comment.
Cordesh laughed. “Well I think we have the advantage here.”
“True.” Jack agreed. “I am Colonel O’Neill, this is Doctor Daniel Jackson, Major Samantha Carter, Major Louis Ferretti and Teal’c. We’re from Earth.” Jack greeted.
“This one is Jaffa. Apophis Sect.” Martouf commented.
“You have bought a Jaffa to our world!” Cordesh snapped.
“He is not Jaffa!” Malek protested still pretending to be his host. “Teal’c has forsworn Apophis and allied himself with us, the Tau’ri from the first world. He fights for the freedom of all!”
“Indeed. I am no longer in the service of Apophis. I am allied with these, the Tau'ri, in battle against Apophis.” Teal’c confirmed.
“And all other Goa'uld.” Daniel added.
Samantha gave a wary glance to Daniel. “Be careful Daniel.”
“Why?”
“Because they are Goa'uld.”
“Do not call us that.” Cordesh’s eyes glowed in anger. “We are not Goa'uld. You expect us to trust you and a Jaffa.”
“No but you should be able to trust in what you see, after all we are not hosts and we still live.” Malek replied in reason. “If Teal’c was indeed in league with Apophis still would we not be hosts? Would we not be slaves? Would we not be dead? Teal’c is trustworthy, we travel with him for we trust him with our lives. If that trust is not enough then so be it, we will leave.”
“No you cannot leave.” Cordesh replied hastily and harshly. “What brings you here?”
“We seek the Tok’ra.” Daniel stated before Jack could put his foot in it.
“Assuming of course that you are the Tok’ra.” Jack replied.
“And it we’re not?” Cordesh asked.
“Well, I guess we all start shooting, there's blood, death, hard feelings... it'd suck.” Jack replied.
“And if we are the Tok’ra you seek.”
“Then I have a message to pass on…from Jolinar.” Sam answered. “It is Jolinar that helped bring us here.”
Martouf’s head bowed and they knew he was switching control. The gentle expression turned to one of confidence and power. It was quite a strange change to watch as it was clear that two very different personalities were in play. Those gentle blue eyes had hardened and the face was firmed as if Lantash was gritting his host’s teeth. “You know of Jolinar?” He demanded. “Do you know where she is? Is she well?”
“I…I…I’m sorry. He died saving my life.” Sam replied quietly obviously not happy about passing on this message and tricking the poor symbiote and host. Lantash’s head bowed with grief and the expression changed again as Martouf was given control.
-Martouf whilst passionate is not as passionate as Lantash, Martouf will no doubt be functioning much better than Lantash at the reception to such news. Lantash will be most angry when he finds out it is a lie. He will no doubt hate all four of us for some time. I can only hope he understands and accepts the reasons we had for doing what we are doing.- Malek stated. –I wish we did not have to include this in our plan but Cordesh and Thoran cannot be aware of our true identies.-
Louis sighed quietly in response to Malek’s sadness before turning to look at Jack. “Sir, we came to look for the Tok’ra, should we not lower our weapons and talk as civilised beings?” He stated quietly. “After all first impressions are what matter most.”
“He’s right sir.” Sam replied. “If we truly want to discuss a potential treaty or alliance with them we have to take a leap of faith. In all honesty, from what I can tell from Jolinar’s memories…” Martouf’s face fell at this but Sam continued resolutely. “…if they wanted us dead then we’d already be dead, we didn’t realise they were even here until they jumped out of their hiding places.”
“You wish to make an alliance.” Cordesh asked.
“We’re here to discuss a potential alliance on behalf of our world.” Sam confirmed. “But to do so we must trust each other to a degree. Can I have your assurance no harm will befall us?”
“You have our word.” Cordesh replied.
Sam lowered her weapon. “Carter!” Jack stated. “Louis!” He added as Louis too lowered his. With a suffering sigh he too stood and lowered his weapon, though his hands remained on the grip and trigger. “Am I not supposed to be your superior?” The man asked rhetorically. “Teal’c, Daniel lower your weapons.”
“If you give the weapons to our guards, I’ll escort you to our base.” Cordesh instructed.
“What, no one said we had to hand over our weapons!” Jack protested. Sam gave Jack a look that clearly said play along or else. So Jack sighed and disarmed himself. “I better be getting these back.”
“Of course, you will receive them in the same condition you gave them to us.” Cordesh assured. “Now please step closer together.”
“How close? Because seriously I haven’t had enough alcohol to get that close to the Colonel.” Louis stated in amusement as he obediently stepped closer to his team. Daniel shook his head with an amused smile and even the Tok’ra let small smiles slip onto their faces.
-See! The Tok’ra are already taking a likely to you.- Malek stated pleased. –You will make friends in no time, beloved.-
I hope so. Louis replied as they were finally close enough for the rings to activate. They soon found themselves in the tunnels and despite having seen them through Malek’s memories nothing could compare to seeing them for himself. This is absolutely beautiful, I can’t believe it is made from crystals.
-Believe it beloved. If you like when this is all over I will show you how they work.-
I would like that.
“Follow me.” Cordesh instructed as he led them through the glowing tunnels. Louis did not even have to play the awed human as they passed, he was stunned by the glowing blue, white, grey tunnels. Despite being underground the base was not at all dark or cramped, it was perfect for a large number of people in hiding.
We could use this crystal technology. Louis commented.
-The Tok’ra will not be so willingly to give such technology to the Tau’ri, Mer Prinekh. There are some things that should not be given to…er…primitive people. No offence intended, beloved.-
No I understand, some of my kin would use such technology for greed and war.
-Precisely, but that is not the only reason. Only a few of the crystals exist and they are heavily guarded.- Malek stated. –In fact I suggest you don’t even mention the crystals in the talks, they will take offence to such a question or suggestion.-
I will not ask about the crystals. Louis agreed.
-Now focus, beloved. You are about to meet a very important individual. Lady Garshaw and her host Yosuuf. She is a much respected councillor and her word is law, she is someone I know well and I want you to know her well as well.-
Yosuuf is a very beautiful host. Louis commented as Garshaw turned to reveal a petite aged woman. Her hair was dark brown and its wavy length framed her pale face beautifully. Her face was stern but not cruel, her dark brown eyes were almost black but they glinted with emotion.
-She is a fine host.- Malek agreed. –The Tok’ra will grieve deeply when she passes. But hopefully we have time with her for a long time, for she is only a few hundred years old. –
“Garshaw these people claim to be the Tau’ri, from the first world and wish to discuss a potential alliance. The woman claims to have been host to Jolinar.” Cordesh stated.
“Indeed.” Garshaw murmured. “Well it appears we have use for council chambers, see to it that they are grown.” She instructed a guard who nodded and quickly vanished. “Welcome Tau’ri, I am Garshaw and my host is Yosuuf. Your visit is unexpected but if you are indeed here to form an alliance then you are most welcome.”
-She thinks we’re ready to be host’s.- Malek stated concerned. –We cannot allow this to continue or Jack will put his ‘foot in it’.- He warned.
Louis coughed. “I hope our two people can be good friends, Lady Garshaw. From what Sam tells me we can be of great use to each other, our two races are very powerful and alliance between us would be of value to both of us.” Garshaw seemed curious but she merely nodded her head and saved her questions for later.
“Please follow me.” She asked.
How do we ‘persuade’ her we want an alliance without becoming hosts? Louis asked.
-Well if we can buy time to capture Thoran and Cordesh we won’t have to. Two of us are already Tok’ra and when our enemies are dealt with Jolinar and I will speak on you and your people’s behalf.-
So all we need is time.
-Exactly.- Malek agreed as he watched Jack watching Cordesh. The potential traitor split from the group as they walked the tunnels and Jack slipped away giving Malek an amused stare as the Tok’ra saw him go. –No one’s noticed, this is good.-
Let’s hope Jack finds proof. Louis commented nervously.
-Jack knows what to look for and he is good at what he does.- Malek assured. –He will pull it off.- The group strolled into the room and there lay a woman, clearly aged and dying. She looked tired, her hair was white and her skin pale and wrinkled. –This is Saroosh, host to Selmak. Saroosh is aged and Selmak needs a new host.-
But how do we answer this?
-You say no beloved. Say you’ll have to think about it, that you’re interested but right now, no.- Malek explained.
“This is Saroosh she is the eldest among us, her symbiote Selmak is in need of a new host. Would any of you like to offer?” Garshaw asked.
Sam looked stricken. “No…no I can’t go through that again.” She fled from the room and Martouf followed her out.
“I’ll pass.” Jack replied.
“As will I.” Daniel replied.
“I’ll consider it.” Louis replied.
Garshaw nodded her head but looked very put out, when they reached a large chamber and were reunited Garshaw sighed. “I do not understand, you come here for an alliance but it is very clear that an alliance disgusts you.”
“We did not mean that kind of alliance.” Sam protested.
“What kind of alliance would benefit the Tok’ra?”
“You’re asking us to allow a snake into our heads!” Jack replied. “You don’t just come out and demand that short of thing! How do we even know we can trust you?”
“How do we know we can trust you?” Garshaw asked. “Our hosts are always willing.”
“And why would anyone be willing?” Jack demanded. “Why would anyone want a Goa’uld in their head?”
“We are not Goa’uld.”
“Why do you talk like that? And what's with the glowing eyes? Huh? Might it have something to do with a little reptilian activity in your heads?”
“We are symbiotic creatures, yes.”
“Where is your host then?” Jack demanded making everyone else shake their heads at his lack of tact.
“I am Yosuuf. I am Garshaw's host. I speak freely without restraint or censor. All of us who serve as hosts volunteer to do so freely.” The host stated clearly offended.
“Can you answer us a question? Why would anyone choose to be a host?” Daniel asked.
Yosuuf frowned thoughtfully before answering. “Well, with the blending I gain all of Garshaw's knowledge, her wisdom, more than any human could ever attain. And my lifespan is twice what it would be without the blending. And for all this, all I have to do is share my physical body.”
“So you've kind of got a little Faustian deal going here, selling your soul for immortality.” Jack retorted.
“What you understand as soul remains intact.”
Daniel glared at Jack warning him to be quiet. “So this symbiotic relationship is what makes the Tok'ra different from the Goa'uld.”
“Yes.”
Teal’c nodded. “It is also this that has thwarted the Tok'ra's efforts against the Goa'uld.” Malek snorted loudly in Louis’s head, offended and amused by equal measure. After a few seconds he chuckled. –I admit our fondness for our hosts can be seen as a weakness, but we see it as a strength.- He told Louis.
“I have come with very important news. News that I must impart to the council immediately.” Sam informed changing the subject. “Jolinar had very important news for you but I will not say until the council is present.” Garshaw looked unhappy with this but finally bowed her head and left the room.
Where is Garshaw going? Louis asked as the woman placed guards at the exits before leaving. I thought you said we’re not prisoners. Louis asked confused.
-We are not prisoners, but neither are we trusted to explore the tunnels. It is like letting a stranger into your house and letting him play with your kids. They will hear us out but they will not trust us absolutely.- Malek explained gently. –If we do try to leave the guards will either ask us to stay or follow us. Remember that is what we’re relying on, we want them to follow.-
And Garshaw.
-She will meet the council, tell them what she knows, they will discuss their options and then they will meet us.- Malek explained. –For now why don’t you explore and talk to some of the guards. Get to know them. I suggest speaking to Aaron and his symbiote, Afya, they are very good friends of mine and have a very good sense of humour.-
Who is Aaron?
-You see the blonde guard, with violet eyes? That is Aaron. Aaron comes from a world where the chemical composition has changed the inhabitants, he has a naturally strong immune system, violet eyes and is twice as strong as a normal man. With Afya he is four times as strong which is why he is a guard.- Malek explained. –Despite his burly looks, he is a gentle giant and he will be the most receptive to you and your questions.-
So what should I ask? I mean I already know everything you know?
-Ask questions about his bond. Talk about why he joined with Afya, ask him how it feels, show that you’re receptive to being a host. The Tok’ra will enjoy being the subject of interest instead of a subject of hate.-
Alright. Louis agreed before cautiously approaching the indicated guard. “Excuse me.” He stated politely as the man turned and placed his stunning violet gaze onto him. “I have a few questions if you don’t mind answering them.”
“I’ll try to answer what I can.” Aaron assured. “I am Aaron and my symbiote is Afya.” He explained introducing himself.
“I am Major Louis Ferretti, but please just call me Louis.” Louis replied. “What is life as a Tok’ra like?”
“Well…” Aaron began. “Before I joined with Afya, I was alone and fine with it, but now Afya has become a part of me. If I was to lose him I would just die, he means more to me than any gold and jewels. I cannot explain the love I have for Afya nor can Afya put into words the love he has for me, for there are no words powerful enough to explain how we feel.”
You don’t need to say anymore, I know exactly what you mean. Louis thought as he smiled. “That sounds very beautiful.”
“May I ask you a question?” Aaron asked. Louis nodded and waited. “Are you considering becoming a host?”
Don’t need to consider. I already am one. Louis thought cheekily. Aaron looked confused by his smile. “I am curious about it, I confess, but I’ll make a decision later.” Louis stated. “From what I understand from Jolinar’s memories, apparently there are different ranks of Tok’ra?”
“Yes. Although I’m not at liberty to discuss them with you at this time.” Aaron.
Not surprising. Louis thought.
-There are some confidential things within the Tok’ra as there are in the Tau’ri.- Malek explained. –Rank is one of them. Of course if he was aware of my presence he would be submissive to me as I am the highest rank. I am a base commander and a council member, the only people who are above me is Queen Egeria and Jolinar, though as I said yesterday Jolinar does not use her power.-
So I’m the boss around here if I revealed you?
-To a degree, yes.- Malek replied.
A degree? Care to explain?
-This is not my base, Mer Prinekh, this is Garshaw’s base and I have to share power with her and any other council member present. Fortunately on my base there are only two councillors. Per’sus and unfortunately Delek.-
I see.
-I have no doubt that you will understand once you’ve been with the Tok’ra for a while longer.- Malek replied. –It may seem complicated but you will come to understand it overtime.-
So…you’re all friends but you have ranks and on your base you’re the primary councillor?
-Yes. Anything that has to do with my base and the Tok’ra living on my base must and should come through me first. Any mission requests, any supply requests, any marriages, any blendings or parties will come through me. That is my primary duty, to protect my base and the Tok’ra on it. My secondary but not less important duty is to participate in council meetings to make important decisions for all my kin.-
So you are very important?
-Yes. Or at least I believe I was and when I say this, I in no means boast, it is simply the way it is.- Malek explained. –In fact I may have misled you a little. I am indeed the most important figure on my base besides the doctors and scientists, but I do not make decisions alone. No all Tok’ra may come to me and express their opinion, I then discuss it with Per’sus and sometimes Delek and come to a decision. Once the decision is made I announce it and ensure it is carried through but I do not make the decision alone.-
I understand. Louis replied as he focused back on Aaron, fortunately the Tok’ra did not suspect Louis of talking within. “I’ve been wondering what it is like since Sam’s opinion of it is so…confused. She hated it and yet at the same time she regretted not knowing Jolinar better.”
“What happened?”
“Jolinar sacrificed himself to save her.” Louis replied.
“I’m sorry but I must point out something. Jolinar preferred female hosts and referred to herself as female. Why did you think she was male?”
“She was in a male host, she was on the run, being chased by what she called an ‘ashrak’, an assassin.” Louis explained. “She must have either lost her female host or jumped hosts to escape. I do not know which, but if she’s indeed a Tok’ra than it is my assumption that her previous host died.”
“This is very concerning.” Afya stated finally taking control. “She was on the run and in a male host. Why was ‘Sam’ unhappy being host to her? The only reason would be…”
“I don’t think it was like that.” Louis quickly interrupted. “I can’t say anymore until we’ve spoken to your council but I can assure you that it was not like that. What I witnessed was not like that.” Afya seemed displeased but bowed his head and let his host retake control.
“Forgive Afya, he can sometimes be angered very easily and the idea of a Tok’ra going against their laws upsets him. No Tok’ra takes an unwilling host and though you never implied Jolinar did this, Afya has read into your words and made the assumption.”
“It is alright, I don’t take offence.” Louis replied.
“The council will now enter.” Another guard stated bringing their attention to a line of Tok’ra strolling in and fortunately Thoran was indeed among them. Malek shivered with suppressed fury and barely managed to stop himself taking control and breaking the Goa’uld’s neck.
“The council has convened to hear you words.” Garshaw stated. “We would first like to hear about how you came across Jolinar.”
“Well, I will tell you what happened.” Sam stated keeping her voice quiet and submissive pretending to be distressed. “We were evacuating a planet under attack by the Goa’uld when a man collapsed in front of me. When I realised he was not breathing I performed CPR, in other words I kissed him to force air into his lungs but Jolinar misread the signs and assumed I was offering him to be his new host. When he realised that that was not what I wanted Jolinar was shocked and panicked, he wanted to get another host and escape my people’s world but he was apprehended.”
“So Jolinar took you as an unwilling host.” Garshaw asked anger clear in her facial expression.
“Yes, but at the time he believed me willing, he had no idea that I was performing CPR, I doubt he knew what CPR was.” Sam took a deep breath. “I thought him at first, not willing to listen to what was being said, but by the end of it I realised that he was suffering as much as I was. He deeply, deeply regretted what had happened but he had to get through the gate.”
-Here we go.- Malek thought tensing.
“And why would Jolinar remain in an unwilling host?”
“To get information to you. Vital information. You have traitors amongst the Tok’ra. Jolinar named two people before he was killed by the ashrak. Cordesh and Thoran. He pleaded with me, told me where to find you and begged me to pass on the message. You are being betrayed by Thoran and Cordesh. What is worse is that she knows Thoran is dead and that this imposter is a Goa’uld!” Sam stated. “I know my words don’t mean much since I’m a human and an intruder but these were Jolinar’s last words.”
“And why should I believe that this is true?” Garshaw asked angrily.
“Well you can choose not to believe, but Jolinar truly believed they were betraying the Tok’ra.” Sam replied.
“I do not believe this.”
“Than at least Jolinar is not alive to hear you say that.” Sam replied. “I have enough of his memories to know that he respected you Garshaw, he would have been disappointed that you did not trust him.”
“This…this is not possible…” Garshaw asked clearly divided between trusting Jolinar and questioning two council members. “Thoran. Cordesh. Do you have any reasons for why Jolinar may have suspected you for treachery?” Garshaw asked. Both Tok’ra looked deeply offended and worried.
“I do not know why you listen to these lies!”
“Perhaps you would like to explain why you have a Goa’uld communication device in your quarters.” Jack asked sarcastically to Cordesh.
“What! Are you certain?! Cordesh is what this human say true!”
“Of course not!”
-Be ready Louis. We’re going after Thoran.- Malek instructed.
“Tell me human, what this communication device looked like?” Garshaw requested.
“A golden ball that can sit in the palm of a person’s hand.” Jack explained. “He had one in a box and was quick to close it and hide it when he realised I’d seen it.”
“What were you doing in his quarters?”
“I got distracted and lost, so I followed a familiar face.” Jack replied innocently.
“Cordesh?”
“It is not true!” Cordesh protested.
“Then you won’t mind if your quarters are checked. Guards!” Garshaw ordered. “You humans will wait here until this matter has been dealt with.”
“You might need me there, I saw where he hid it.” Jack answered. “The rest of my team can remain but I can help.”
Garshaw stared for a few moments before nodding. “Very well, you may follow but the rest of your comrades must stay behind.” She instructed before leading the group from the room. Before Jack left he turned winked and mouthed ‘good luck’.
Unfortunately they were left with a very agitated council and a very angry Thoran imposter. “How dare you accuse me of such treachery!”
“Do not speak to me about treachery Goa’uld!” Sam snapped. “The Goa’uld will fall and I will watch with a smile on my face!”
Louis growled as it looked like Thoran was about to strike her and easily stepped between them. “You want to hit someone, you hit me. You. Do. Not. Hit. A. Woman.” He growled. “You may have low standards as a parasite but if you hit a woman in front of me, you’ll pay for it.”
“You dare threaten me!” Thoran snarled.
“I dare!” Louis snapped. “I know what you are, I know who you are. You are a Goa’uld, a monster and a parasite, you have no right to even pretend to be Tok’ra!”
“Louis, there is no need for this. A Goa’uld does not listen to reason, they are primitive.” Sam stated further infuriating Thoran.
“I do not care Sam. He was about to hit you, I cannot stand woman-beaters.” Louis stated angrily.
“The Tok’ra guards would have stopped it.” Sam replied as she pointed to the guards. The Tok’ra guards were of course watching the confrontation nervously expecting a fight but Thoran merely growled turned and stalked from the room.
“Right we needed you two to start a distraction.” Daniel whispered as he strolled casually passed Teal’c and Sam. The two of them nodded and immediately moved to begin the distraction. Teal’c strolled casually about passing the guards post several times and clearly making the Tok’ra nervous. The Tok’ra guards were watching them all but their eyes kept flicking to Teal’c.
“Samantha.” Martouf’s voice called. “I would like to speak to you, would you like to walk with me up on the surface?”
“Of course, we could all do with a walk.” Louis replied.
“No, just Samantha.” Martouf replied.
“I don’t think Sam should go alone.”
“She’s not alone and I was under the impression you were putting your trust in us.” Martouf stated with a frown.
“It is alright Louis. I trust him. I’ll see you later.” Sam assured.
-Right. Now we need to plan…- Malek commented unhappy that there were now only three of them, this would make their plan much more difficult as there were more Tok’ra guards than them.
“Major Louis Ferretti.” Louis turned and faced the Tok’ra had spoken. Malek instantly recognised the man and Louis experienced a warm heart. The man approaching them had tan skin, black curly hair, a small black beard and warm chocolate eyes. –This is Ocker, he is my chief of security…why is he here? He should be at our base.-
I’m sorry I cannot ask.
-Do not worry, I did not expect you to.- Malek replied as the man approached them. “I wish to speak to you privately if I may.” Louis was hesitant but Malek sent his encouragement and thus he agreed. –We might be able to use this opportunity to get close to Thoran.- Malek added as an afterthought.
“Why did you wish to speak to me?” Louis asked once they were a distance away from the council room. “As far as I know there is no reason for us to speak.”
“Ah, but there is.” Ocker replied with an amused tone. “Louis, may I call you Louis?” Louis nodded in answer before the Tok’ra continued. “Let me be frank, I have been a security guard for hundreds of years. My main job is to protect the council members but my most important job was protecting Malek, my base commander.”
“I see. So is this your base?”
“No…I was called to this base for a mission, besides, you know that my base commander has vanished.” Ocker replied. “For you have Malek.”
“What gave you that idea?” Is the serum failing already! Louis asked frantically.
“Do not panic.” Ocker stated when he saw concern flash in Louis’s eyes. “No one else knows. The only reason I know is because I spent hundreds of years by Malek’s side, I know Malek and I saw him in you.”
“So others could…”
“As far as I know I am the only one who recognised him.” Ocker assured. “What I want to know is his reason for hiding. Please don’t keep anything from me Malek.”
-Ask him to take us to Thoran.-
“Could you…I’ll tell you everything but I need your help. Take us to Thoran.” Louis asked.
“Why…”
Malek quickly took control in the empty corridor and stared at his long-time friend and guard. “Ocker. I have never asked for much but I need your trust now more than ever. You must take me to Thoran and you must remain oblivious to my presence. Please trust me.”
“I have never not trusted you, Malek. I will help. Come on.” Ocker replied as Malek returned control to Louis and encouraged his host to follow his friend. Louis was nervous as he followed Ocker and Malek sent comfort to the host as he received curious stares from the Tok’ra. –Do not worry, Mer Prinekh, they are more curious as to why Ocker is leading us through the private tunnels. Do not fear.-
I do not fear, I’m just not sure if I like all this attention on me.
Malek chuckled warmly. –Beloved, when I take my place as Commander all attention will be on us.- He replied. –I suggest you ignore or get used to it.-
I’ll get used to it after a while, after all I’ve already had to teach and lead people, but I’m so used to following orders and standing with a group that it will be a strange change when we finally take our place amongst the Tok’ra.
“My Lord…there is a problem, we have unexpected guests. It seems your Ashrak has not completed his work. Jolinar’s host remains alive and she has revealed the fact that I am not who I appear to be…” Ocker turned 180 degrees to stare at Louis with a shocked expression as they heard every word with their enhanced hearing. “They also realise that Cordesh has betrayed them fortunately none suspect that we’ve brainwashed him. I request that this base be immediately destroyed.”
“You would betray your kin!” Ocker shouted in anger, his voice bought the nearest Tok’ra to them. “You would betray us to your master! You would brainwash your brothers.”
“Did you not listen!” Louis snapped. “He is not who he appears to be! This is a Goa’uld. The Tok’ra who used to reside in this body is dead!”
“A Goa’uld.” The gathered Tok’ra whispered with shock as they stared down at the golden globe in the black man’s hands. “Shol’va.” They whispered.
“Get the guards, now!” Ocker demanded rage clear in his voice as his eyes glared at the imposter with hatred.
The imposter Thoran snarled and threw the golden ball. Instinctively Malek took control and caught it before it could impact his host’s face. He immediately placed it somewhere safe as he moved to deal with the imposter. Ocker was wrestling with the imposter, his strength was great but this imposter had obviously been in a sarcophagi for Ocker was thrown into the wall. Malek immediately confronted the imposter and fought with both his and his host’s experience.
“Do you remember me?” Malek asked with a snarl as he managed to pin the imposter to the wall. “Do you remember telling Ra to brainwash me and keep me as his Tok’ra pet?” He hissed. “Do you remember your plans for my female host?” He asked watching the imposter’s eyes flash with shock. “Yes you do remember. I vowed that day that I would get my revenge and here I am.” Malek stated with a smirk. “Your days as a spy among the Tok’ra are over.”
“It matters little. It is all over for you pathetic symbiotes!” The imposter quietly told him before he suddenly threw Malek off him. Louis cried out in shock not expecting such strength but Malek had no time to comfort his host. He got back to his feet and blocked the exit. “Move!” Malek remained unmoving and the imposter roared in anger. Malek met the Goa’uld half way as the imposter charged for him. He struggled to hold the monster back but Ocker quickly got back into the fold, both Tok’ra tried to restrain the beast but the imposter was faster, he elbowed Ocker’s face, breaking the Tok’ra’s nose and he flung Malek across the room.
A loud crack echoed through the room and Louis cried out as he was suddenly in control. The imposter advanced on them and Louis tried to move but the pain of his lower body was excruciating. The Tok’ra guards arrived and alongside Ocker they managed to finally restrain the imposter. But Louis did not focus on that, he realised with horror that the throw had sent them flying into a desk built into the wall, they had struck the edge of the desk at just the right angle to do some serious damage. What was worse was that he could not feel Malek.
“Oh no!”
“What’s wrong?” Ocker asked concerned as he and several others raced to his aid.
“Malek…” Louis stated ignoring the shocked gasps of the other Tok’ra. “I can’t feel Malek.”
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