Always Forgiven, Never Forgotten | By : A.K.O.Shifting-Shadow Category: Stargate: SG-1 > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1212 -:- 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.
Malek relaxed against his hosts spine as the man explored the tunnels and asked questions about the tunnels and the Tok’ra. Louis had been afraid that the Tok’ra only recognised Malek and not Malek’s host but Malek’s kin had proven this was not the case. Several hosts and symbiotes had spoken directly to Louis and asked about him. Malek who had been tense at first had been overjoyed when Louis had relaxed.
“Malek.” The symbiote scowled as Delek marched up to them and stared at Louis with a glare. The Tok’ra didn’t seem to realise that it was not Malek in control, either that or he did not care that the host was in control. “We need to talk.”
“Malek is resting right now.” Louis replied cordially. “But I’m sure whatever you need to say to Malek can be said to me.” Delek glared as if he was insulted that a host would speak directly to him. “Malek does not need this attitude, Delek and now I think of it neither do I. I can see now why Malek dislikes you; you are arrogant and very, very rude.”
Delek sighed. “Look, Malek, Louis, I know we’ve had our differences but you can’t seriously be cutting me out like this.”
“Malek spoke in anger, this much we do not deny. But you seem to draw out the worst of the hosts and symbiotes you hang around.” Louis replied. “Malek is normally so laid back and happy but one talk with you and he loses his temper. I am quite happy to talk to you but Malek has no interest in speaking to you at this time.”
“I…”
“Look Delek. I don’t know what’s happened, Malek won’t tell me, but I do know that you did something so bad that Malek can’t even tell his host about it! You need to pull you head out of your ass and apologise. Better yet you can beg and plead my symbiote for forgiveness!”
“Malek has already forgiven me.”
“That’s what he said yes. But I know Malek and I can feel what he feels. He is really, really hurt by your actions. But do you know what really upsets him? He trusted you with his life and you betrayed him. Somehow, someway you convinced him that he means nothing to you. He forgave you because you’re his brother, but he has not forgotten.” Louis stated.
“And…he has not told you?”
“No whatever you did upsets him so much that he doesn’t want to remember. He doesn’t want to talk about it.” Louis answered. “Malek still cares for you but at the same time being around you is discomforting to him. If you truly want to be friends and to have even one tenth of the bond you once had with him, you need to do a lot of begging.”
-Begging won’t fix this.-
But it would convince you that he wants to be better. And you cannot deny that you still love him. Since you don’t want to speak to him, I will. You told him not to bother you with personal business, but that does not apply to me.
-Very well, beloved. But do not expect me to make it easy for him.-
I’m not expecting anything. Louis replied. “Look. Right now me and Malek are heading to the cafeteria. You should go and think about what’s happened and what’s been said. You need to realise that your actions have consequences. You’ve said or done something that has made Malek feel greatly betrayed and your current attitude is not helping. Malek is not obligated to answer to you and neither am I, do not treat me as lower in station than you and do not treat me as a tool and you may have the chance to earn some respect from Malek.”
“I will think on what you’ve said.”
“I’ve not said enough, but I think I’ve given you enough to think on.” Louis answered. “Perhaps when you realise what a dick you’re being you’ll remember everything else you’ve done.” Louis did not wait for an answer, he simply turned and walked away from the silent Tok’ra. And you can stop laughing. Louis told Malek who was squirming with laughter. He was being a dick. As for you, you may have reason to be angry but your behaving very arrogantly to him. You said you forgave him but your words and actions do not speak of forgiveness. You still hold a grudge.
-I know…I’m being very biased. I am normally much better behaved than this; I suppose my confrontation with Delek has not helped. I will strive to be more polite when I talk to him.-
Good.
“I thought you were over this already!” Louis glanced up from his breakfast and sighed as he saw both Samantha and Martouf glaring at each other. “I’ve already apologised and you’ve already admitted that our actions were necessary. Hell! You even had your revenge! I promised I wouldn’t lie anymore, Jolinar has also promised not to lie. What more do you want?”
“I thought you had resolved your differences.” Malek commented as he took control. “In fact you looked quite…comfy last night.”
“You were there!” Sam cried out as she and Martouf took a seat at his table with their own breakfast.
“I believed you needed my support but what I witnessed convinced me that you were…your issues were being dealt with.” Malek answered. “Martouf, Lantash, if you need to blame anyone, blame me. I was the one running the ‘show’ as my host would say. If you want to hate anyone, hate me.”
“I don’t hate you or Samantha.”
“Could of fooled me.” Sam hissed.
“Look, I know we should have trusted you, we should have trusted everyone but we knew that if the spies knew we were alive, they’d jump hosts or kill us. We had to remain hidden. You’ve had your revenge on Jolinar and Sam, so if you’re still angry have a go at me.”
“No I’m upset but not angry, not anymore. I’m just disappointed that Sam and Jolinar had not trusted me and Lantash. I mean we were alone with Sam on the surface and neither her or Jolinar said a word.” Martouf replied. “Why not?”
“We could not end the deception until we knew for sure that the traitors were dealt with.” Sam answered. “But you are right. I did argue with Jolinar, I wanted to tell you when we were on the surface but she couldn’t risk the truth coming out. She knew that when you heard about the traitors you would face them and demand answers, she believed it to be better if you remained oblivious for a time.”
“Jolinar should have trusted him, Samantha.” Malek stated. “But I understand the need for the deception. Lantash, Martouf, I’m truly sorry for the lies and deception. I really am. I do not expect forgiveness but I would ask that you try to see it from our point of view. I was terrified of returning because I knew there was a traitor, but until recently I had no idea who it was. Jolinar knew about Cordesh but not Thoran. Thoran brainwashed Cordesh, just imagine how many more could have been affected by the imposter? If word had gotten out, even accidently that both I and Jolinar were alive, we could both have ended up dead.”
“I understand. I do. But I’m just upset and a little disappointed. Lantash agrees as well. You both did what was necessary.” Martouf replied quietly. “Forgive us Samantha, we did not mean to make it sound as if we hated you, we had just hoped that you and Jolinar would have trusted us more than you did.”
“I understand. I’m sorry. And yes we both do trust you.” Sam answered quietly. “Jolinar was greatly upset when you made it sound as if she did not care for you. She expected Lantash to know better than that.”
“You know Lantash, he sometimes loses all logic when he is angry.” Martouf commented before wincing as Lantash retaliated. Sam giggled at this as Jolinar told her what Lantash might be saying or doing.
“So, children.” Malek stated dryly. “Do you fancy returning to my base today? I’ve told Ocker of our plans and he’s eager to introduce them as soon as possible.”
“Yes. We’ll be happy to leave today.” Jolinar replied as she shot Martouf a look which had him lowering his gaze in shame. “After breakfast we’ll go pack and meet you at the rings. There is just one issue. Delek. He’s going to fight us at every turn. You know as well as I do that he is always on your base and trying to interfere with your plans. What are you going to do?”
“I have several ideas but I’m going to try and talk reason to him first. Since he is no doubt already planning to return to base, I will invite him to return with us. My personal items are still on base are they not?” Malek received a nod. “Then I have no need to pack, I will simply seek Ocker and Delek out after breakfast. I will meet you at the rings in…say…one hour. Would that be enough time?”
“More than enough time.”
“Then if you excuse me, I have to go deal with a stubborn Tok’ra.”
“Good luck.” Martouf commented.
Delek was not difficult to find, he could always be found by the council chambers or the medical bay. Malek knew the Tok’ra liked to be aware of every decision made so his first stop was the council chambers and fortunately it was the only stop he needed to make. Delek was busy talking to a young Tok’ra but by the look on her face Delek found the conversation more interesting than she did. “Delek.” Malek called, the girl looked very relieved at his appearance and escaped the immediate area. “I’m sure I’ve spoken to you about boring your kin with you opinionated ideas.”
“You told me that you don’t want us to meet on personal matters, so I’m sure you’ve not found me simply to judge me on my choice of conversation topics.” Delek replied cordially. “What business have you decided needs my attention?”
“Base business as always.”
“You do not need my opinion on how to run your base, if memory serves me correctly you have always made decisions whether I like them or not. What difference does my opinion make in this decision of yours?”
“I suppose your decision matters little since it has already been approved by two members of the council.” Malek replied. “I merely thought that as a member of my base you should be informed of the changes I plan to make, but if you have no interest I will bother you no more. Jolinar, Lantash, Ocker and I are leaving for my base in one hour, if you decide to pull your head out of your ass and join us, you are quite welcome.”
Malek turned and walked away but he did not get far, a hand grasped his bicep and pulled him back into the room. “I apologise for my attitude, but you must admit that you were quite rude to me earlier.”
“I admit that I allowed my emotions to lead me.” Malek confessed. “I was rude and spoke out of turn. For that I apologise.”
“I understand your anger, I forgive you.” Delek replied. “I…I…I was just hoping that we could.” The Tok’ra sighed. “I was hoping that if we couldn’t have what we had before, at least we could try to be friends.”
“I will try.” Malek answered.
Delek allowed a small smile onto his hosts face and Malek reciprocated with a smile of his own. “Now what did you want to talk about?”
“Well after the council meeting, I was pulled aside by Per’sus. It seems that some of what was bought up in the meeting interested him. In particular he was fascinated by the compulsory medical and mind exams. He’s given me his blessing to introduce these compulsory exams on my base. On top of that I intend to make it compulsory for hosts to take control for one hour per day.”
“I see.”
“Lantash and Ocker have commented that having compulsory mind-healing sessions would be valuable to us, since we could sense our kin changing or find out that one of us is not who they appear to be?”
“Yes. If a mind-healer knew the mind of a Tok’ra and they had been replaced by a Goa’uld spy, the mind-healer would know. That is an in-genius idea.” Delek replied.
“So you agree?”
“Yes. But I have one question. You know as well as I do that some hosts are terrified and rarely take control, if you order them to take control the only thing you’re going to do is earn their ire. What plans have you got?”
“I figured we could have compulsory group sessions. The group would consist of one mind-healer and two or three close friends.”
“Ah I see, the smaller the group would make the sessions bearable and the fact their close friends would make the situation much better. Yes, this idea may work.” Delek agreed. “If you want it, you have my blessing as a member of the council to introduce these ideas on your base. I will also help you in any way you need.”
“Thank you.” Malek replied cordially.
“C…could we talk for a while.”
“About what Delek?”
“About you, about Louis, about your experiences, you had us all terrified and in mourning when we believed you dead. What happened?”
“You heard the majority of it in the meeting.”
“I heard the simplistic version. What I want to know is how you coped. You supressed yourself for your hosts happiness. You were alone. I just want to know if you were okay.”
“I admit that I suffered from stress and depression for a time but my host helped me overcome my loss of Misha and taught me to love and live again.” Malek answered. “Louis was afraid of me at first and with good reason but he is now my greatest friend and treasure.”
“That’s good to hear.” Delek replied and he did indeed sound pleased. “Louis has done you some good. You sure look happier.”
-He’s making it harder for me to hate him. He has never been this nice. He hasn’t been this nice since he betrayed me.-
Good. Look Malek I know I can’t say much because I don’t know how he betrayed you but look at him, he loves you and misses you. You shouldn’t stay angry at him, by the look on his face I’d say he’s suffered enough.- Louis stated.
-Suffered enough?-
Look at him Malek. Really look at him. The idea of your death pretty much destroyed him. He loved you so much that hearing you die made him change and now your back. He is…was hopeful that you could reconnect but you spurned him. He’s trying to make peace but he doesn’t know what to say or do. Look Malek, he may be an opinionated fool but he cares for you.
“Malek.” Delek called.
“My host is giving me a lecture.” Malek replied. “He has opened my eyes to some things. Look Delek. I can’t forgive you, not yet but I want you on side and I want you as my friend. I’m glad I have your support despite all that has happened and my host is grateful too.” Delek nodded . “I would like for you to return with us. It would look much better if you were helping enforce my decision. The Tok’ra need their leaders working together. Will you stand by my side Delek?”
“Unconditionally.” Delek answered.
“Thank you.” Malek answered.
“Malek.” Ocker greeted as he strode in, he paused as he saw Delek was in the same room. “I see you’ve not argued yet.” He commented cautiously.
“Delek has agreed with me and is going to aid us in introducing the compulsory health exams.” Malek answered.
“That’s good news.” Ocker replied warmly, he looked pleased that the two councillors weren’t arguing like they normally did. “When do you plan to return?”
“Jolinar and Lantash will be meeting us by the rings in one hour. I just have to inform Councillor Garshaw that we’ll be leaving.”
“I’ll do it.” Delek stated. “I’ll meet you in an hour.”
Malek watched stunned as Delek left. “Is it just me or is Delek being overly nice all of a sudden?”
“He does seem to have changed overnight.” Ocker agreed. “But he did seem…lost…when we believed you dead.” The Tok’ra added a second later. “Perhaps the loss of his ex-mate knocked some sense into him.”
“Perhaps.” Malek agreed quietly. “But until my host confronted him he still remained arrogant.”
“Your host confronted Delek?”
“Yes. It was very…interesting. Louis confronted Delek with a few home truths and then told Delek to think on them. The conversation literally happened half hour or so ago but it seems that little amount of time to think has been good for him.” Malek commented.
“Well if it gets Delek’s head back in the game it will be a good thing.”
“Let’s hope so. He has earned a lot of ire for his harsh words and attitude over the years.”
“I still don’t understand what changed him.” Ocker commented.
Malek closed his eyes and sighed. “A lot of things. Perhaps…perhaps I changed him as well. I don’t know what happened if I’m honest.” A hand grasped his host’s shoulder and squeezed. Malek clasped the hand in his host’s hand in gratitude. “Let’s go and wait by the rings. Jolinar and Lantash should soon be there.”
“You think those two will get there in such a short time?” Ocker asked confused.
“Well… They’re still not talking properly. They’ve forgiven each other but they still have a lot of issues to work out.” Malek answered. “I doubt they’ll be doing anything else other than packing.”
“But last night…”
“Angry sex, not happy sex.” Malek answered. “They’ve not resolved their differences yet.”
Well if this isn’t the pot calling the kettle black. You’re going through the same thing with Delek…but without the sex.
-I know I am, I’m not judging Jolinar or Lantash, I am merely commenting that they’ll not be taking their time.-
“Well if what you say is true then we won’t have to wait long.” Ocker stated.
Unless they have more angry sex. Louis added.
But Malek had been right. As they arrived by the rings the two Tok’ra were there and waiting. Both were on opposite sides of the room and the host’s seemed to be in control. “Samantha. Martouf.” Malek greeted.
“Malek.” Sam stated. “How was the meeting with Delek?”
“Surprisingly peaceful. He’s informing Garshaw of our leaving and we’ll all be heading to my base together.” Malek explained. “Now, Sam, I don’t think you’ve been introduced. This man is Ocker and his host Kimani, they are my personal guard and one of my closest friends. Ocker this is Samantha, host to Jolinar.”
“It is a pleasure to meet you Samantha.” Ocker replied politely.
“I hope you two are still not arguing. I need my best friends and comrades to be on the same page. I have no doubt that some may be against the new protocols I wish to enforce on my base and I need you all to be by my side ready to help.”
“You have our support.” Martouf assured. “Me and Samantha have been talking and Lantash has finally calmed down some. You need not worry.”
“That’s good to hear.” Malek answered.
“Garshaw has approved our leaving.” Delek stated as he approached. “We can leave whenever we’re ready.”
“Well there is no time like the present.” Malek commented. “Let’s go.”
The group of five left the base and strode over the sand dunes. Malek took the lead with Ocker right by his side, Martouf and Sam walked together and were mumbling to each other behind them. Delek was taking up the rear and was by far the most quiet of them all.
“Has my base been moved?” Malek asked.
“Fortunately no. So far no one but the Tok’ra know where it is. Your base is one of the few bases that is safe.” Ocker replied with a smile.
“That is great to hear.” Malek answered with a grin. “I’m going to have to boast to Garshaw about it later.” He added.
“Your host has been a bad influence on you.” His friend teased between laughter.
“I personally think Louis has been good for me.” Malek answered with a smirk. “He has given me so much inspiration!”
“That’s not necessarily a good thing.” Ocker countered as he strode up to the dialling device and dialled home. Malek’s small body quivered with excitement. “Do me one favour.”
“Yes…”
“Don’t unleash Louis on the unsuspecting Tok’ra just yet.” Ocker asked with a grin.
“It’s not Louis they should be concerned about.” Malek retorted smugly.
“Malek has changed.” Martouf commented quietly but it was loud enough for all to hear. “You and your people have been good for him.”
“Yes we have.” Sam agreed.
“I’ve been good for your people too.” Malek replied.
“You’ve driven us crazy.” Sam retorted with a tone of fondness.
“All in good fun.” Malek answered.
“Malek!” Malek turned and smiled as he met the stunned and joyful faces of his bases guard. The men and women had obviously heard of his survival but had not believed it.
“My friends, it is good to see you all again.” Malek replied. “I hope all has been well.”
“Two of your Tok’ra have not returned from missions on their scheduled dates.”
“How long has it been?” Malek asked concerned.
“Their three days overdue.”
Malek relaxed slightly. “Well, that is not a lot. Perhaps they’ve had to take a detour or remain undercover. At the moment we cannot afford to contact them. Alert me the moment the gate activates and send any Tok’ra returning to me.” He instructed.
“Yes, sir.” The lead-guard replied with a respectful nod.
“Keep up the good work, brother.” Malek stated fondly earning a grin.
“They needed that.” Ocker stated. “I think a lot of people were lost when you supposedly died.”
“No, I think they needed the praise more than anything.” Malek disagreed. “Our work has become our life-style and so many Tok’ra are not praised or allowed to relax as much as they’d like.”
“Our life-style is stressful but all Tok’ra know it is the way it has to be.” Delek answered.
“Yes I know. We cannot change our life-style but we can change our actions between each other. I think that we treat each other as soldiers more often now, but we are not just warriors we’re also family. I know that many appreciate my calling them brother or sister and I also remind them about how valuable they are to me as kin as well as warriors.”
“I think that is why so many think so highly of you Malek.” Lantash replied warmly. “Even Lady Garshaw has taken a leaf from your book and has praised and spoken highly of her kin.”
Malek smiled as they ringed down to the tunnels. “Home sweet home.” He commented as he saw familiar faces. “Ocker please ask the Head Mind-healer, the Head-doctor and the leader of the guard to my office. Delek, Samantha, Martouf, I’d also like for you to join us. Ocker you will of course be there as my personal guard.”
“Of course.” Ocker replied before disappearing to do as Malek asked.
“Samantha, I’d like you to involve yourself with the mind-healers and doctors, your input would be very valuable and will ensure the protocols are put in place more smoothly.” Malek requested.
“Of course.” Sam agreed readily. “I’ll help in any way I can.”
“Thank you Samantha.” Malek replied. “Now, I’d like all your support when I speak to my people. I doubt they will find anything wrong with my plans but having back-up always helps.”
“You will always have our support.” Martouf assured fondly.
You have mine as well. You’ll do fine Malek. Your home now, they’ve accepted you as their brother and as their leader. Do not doubt.
-I do not doubt beloved. I just like knowing I have the support of my kin.- Malek answered.
Yes of course. I didn’t mean to make it sound as if you did not trust them.
-Do not worry so. I know what you meant.- Malek entered the chambers that were once his office and frowned when he realised nothing had been touched. Information crystals and data-pads lay where he had left them. “Delek. Why has my office remained untouched? There is valuable information on those crystals and data-pads that would have aided you and Per’sus in the running of this base.”
“We had all the information needed.” Delek answered. “And to be honest we considered this room to be your sanctuary, since you spent so much time in here. Even when we thought you dead we did not feel it was our right to ransack the place.”
“It’s an office.”
“It’s your office.” Delek corrected.
They cared so much for you that they couldn’t take a part your office. Louis stated with awe. They just couldn’t get rid of what you possessed because they loved you so much.
-They would have needed to destroy it if this base was found. Besides if I was dead then this space was of no use to anyone, they should have reused it and my clothes.-
Aren’t you grateful they didn’t?
-I am but I’m still in shock that everything is here.-
“You look a little out of it.” Sam commented.
“Normally when a Tok’ra is proclaimed dead everything that was once theirs is destroyed or reused. I am grateful that all my stuff remains but I am also confused by it.”
“We did not believe you dead.” Ocker stated. “None of us did. We, against the decision of the council, sent a Tok’ra to confirm your body, we did not find it.”
“Misha’s body had been destroyed by the explosion.” Malek answered. “Greetings my friends!” He stated in greeting to the three Tok’ra accompany Ocker. “It is good to see you.” He added as he embraced them one after another.
The first was a stunning woman with black hair and the brightest blue eyes. She smiled warmly and embraced him tightly in response. “My friend, my brother, it is good to see you well.” She stated, she had a powerful physique for a woman but her voice was as smooth and gentle as silk.
“Ari, may I introduce you to Samantha, who is host to Jolinar? Samantha this is Ari, my head healer and her host is Charlotte.” Malek stated.
“It is a pleasure, Ari, Charlotte.” Sam replied.
“The pleasure is ours.” Ari replied warmly.
The next person to grab Malek and hold him close to them was a young man, Louis looked similar to this man, but unlike Louis this man had the brightest green eyes. “Malek, my friend, it is good to see you in good health.”
“You as well Caleb. Samantha, this is Caleb, his host is Matthew, Caleb is my mind-healer.”
“A pleasure.” Sam replied, Caleb did not answer; he merely bowed with a friendly smile.
“And I am Kish’ta, my host is Aram’ba. We are the head guard of this base.” The third and final Tok’ra stated. Malek watched amused as Sam’s eyes widened as she observed him. Normally Tok’ra took normal looking humans, most of whom were farm-workers or slaves but Aram’ba was clearly a warrior. In complete contrast to every other host in the room, Aram’ba was tall, well-muscled and looked like a walking tank.
“I…Hi.” Sam stated awkwardly.
“Do not fear Samantha, both Kish’ta and Aram’ba are friendly, they simply come across as big brutes.” Malek assured with a fond grin as a large hand grasped his host’s shoulder and squeezed gently. “It is good to see you as well Kish’ta. But now the introductions are over I would ask you all to sit. I have new protocols I’ll be putting into place on this base and I would like to inform you all of what is too happen.”
“I appreciate you thinking of us.” Ari stated warmly. “I’m sure you have no need to keep us informed, so I thank you for giving us the opportunity to become involved.”
“Ah! But Ari, Caleb, Kish’ta, you are involved!” Malek replied. “Please sit and I’ll tell you what I mean.” Malek strolled around the crystal desk and sat on the stone seat behind it. The others took positions against the wall and on the stone bench that circled the office wall. “First I must tell you that whilst you presumed me dead I was actually with the Tau’ri within my new host, Louis.”
“The first hosts?” Kish’ta asked amazed.
“Yes, although they do not like to think of themselves as the first hosts.” Malek confirmed. “It was the Tau’ri that have inspired the protocols I wish to introduce to our base. I have permission from three members of the council, four if I include myself. Per’sus, Jolinar and even Delek believe the protocols will be useful to us, however this experiment will not be successful without your support.”
“What do you need us to do?” Caleb asked.
“Well actually the protocols rely on you and your teams in particular Ari, Caleb.” Malek answered. “You see on the Tau’ri home-world they have several laws in place that all humans must follow. These laws are strictly enforced on people that go off world. The law is basically an order that all humans are regularly tested, not only is their health checked but their mental health as well. I believe that if we introduce such protocol here we may see less Goa’uld spies and manipulation.”
“The idea is…” Sam added, she paused uncertain when she realised she had interrupted but Malek quickly encouraged her to continue. “The idea is that the both of you and your team will have a full understanding of every Tok’ra on the base. You’ll know their health issues as well as their mental conditions. Since you know them so well you will be able to tell with some measure of certainty that they are who they say they are when they return from their missions.”
“I see.” Kish’ta hummed. “That is actually a brilliant idea. Why did we not think of it before? If a Goa’uld parasite does slip into one of our hosts and tries to invade the Tok’ra, Ari and Caleb will be able to tell.”
“That’s the idea.” Sam replied. “The council are hesitant to enforce it though, because they are not sure if the results will be guaranteed. In their eyes enforcing the protocol is not a wise decision, if they allow their people to be poked and prodded and nothing good comes from it, then the people won’t be happy.”
“I believe that this protocol should be given a chance and I have been given permission to introduce it on my base.” Malek stated. “Ari, Caleb as my head healers I’d like you to head this project.”
“I would be honoured.” Caleb stated.
“As would I.” Ari concurred.
“Kish’ta I’d like for you to work with them as well, it is very unlikely you’ll be needed at first, but if Caleb and Ari find something I need you to be able to respond quickly.”
“I’ll be happy to do whatever it takes. In fact I suggest that until further notice both the mind-healers and normal healers be under guard in case we happen to have spies, they may try to take out those who would find out who they are.”
“Good idea.” Malek answered. “I believe that this is settled then? When it begins I’d like annual reports of your findings. Those reports may be the proof we need to encourage the council to enforce these protocols on other bases.”
“We’ll do all we can.” Ari assured. “In fact I’d like to begin with everyone within this room. If we show that our esteemed leaders have gone through the process, including me, more Tok’ra will be happier to participate.”
“Yes, I thought as much.” Malek agreed. “If we do it from the top down, no one can point fingers. Make it clear to everyone that you test that this is not about locating spies; it is more about preventing spies getting into our community.”
“Yes, Per’sus informed us about the imposter posing as Thoran.” Caleb stated. “These protocols may have and perhaps will prevent such a thing happening again.”
“That’s exactly why I believe this experiment is so important, Caleb.” Malek answered. “I hope to prevent such a situation again. This brings me onto another protocol I wish to enforce on this base. Thoran, or rather the imposter posing to be Thoran, had suppressed his host. The Goa’uld then brainwashed Cordesh who also suppressed Firnan. I believe that kind of thing must be prevented at all costs.”
“Of course it should. Our hosts choose to be our hosts, they entrust us with their lives. We have the power to suppress them and they know we do, they take a leap of faith whenever they accept one of us into them.” Ari stated passionately.
“Precisely. But I feel the Tok’ra have been too negligent of the hosts. I do not point my finger at anyone I am merely stating what I believe to be fact.” Malek stated. “Sometimes, due to work, the host can be suppressed for longer than they should. Sometimes hosts are so nervous that they hardly ever come to the fore because of fear. I blame no one for these circumstances for no one is to blame but I believe I’ve come up with a solution.”
“Oh?”
“Caleb, what do you think of small compulsory sessions where the hosts take control for…say…one hour?” Malek asked. “I’m thinking that a small group of perhaps three to four Tok’ra with one mind-healer. Those Tok’ra would be good friends and as a result the hosts should be somewhat comfortable around each other.”
“I think it may be stressful at first for some of the hosts.” Caleb answered. “Some never take control even when the symbiote pleads with them, to be ordered to take control will no doubt cause trouble. However if we didn’t make it compulsory the host would never come forward.”
“What if for the special cases it is just the mind-healer with the host and symbiote?” Ari suggested. “A mind-healer can spend several hours with the symbiote and can gradually encourage the host to take control.”
“Well there are about three hundred Tok’ra on base at any given time. I have six skilled mind healers. They’d have forty two patients each, give or take. They could set a schedule and arrange their schedule around those special cases.” Caleb answered. “So…if I took my lot of patients…and I had special cases, I could dedicate a day to them and give them a full hour each with just me and them. I could encourage both symbiote and host to look forward to the sessions, but whether I can encourage the host out…well we’ll just have to wait and see.”
“I suggest you have a medic on hand.” Ari stated. “They don’t necessarily have to be in the room but nearby or on call. Some hosts can have panic attacks if their pushed too soon or become threatened.”
“I know that some hosts may feel vulnerable.” Kish’ta stated. “Ask them if they want someone to guard the doorway or hallway so no one else can enter during their sessions. I will gladly assign some guard to a private corridor or room if they wish it.”
“I may take you up on the offer.” Caleb answered.
“Do you believe that these compulsory sessions would aid our people?” Malek asked hopefully.
“In the long run, yes.” Caleb answered. “But right now, no. The Tok’ra will be edgy, nervous about the whole thing, but once they see its true purpose they will come around. In fact most hosts would probably find the session to be more of a relaxation place or party, I more concerned with the special cases.”
“Yes, I admit all of us were worried that it might have a bad effect on them.” Malek stated.
“I think…given time it will do the Tok’ra good. I am not against helping you in your endeavour, but I would like to have complete control of the experiments.” Caleb demanded.
“You have it.” Malek assured. “The only thing I ask is to be kept informed, but the treatments are between you and your patients. I don’t need to know anything personal at all; I only need to know whether it’s a success. And if you learn anything that might improve the way of life on the base I am all ears.”
“I think it would be a good idea to make relaxation compulsory.” Ari stated. “I’ve noticed some of the patients; particularly the hosts can be quite sombre or moody. I think the weight of our mission hits them hard on some days. On top of that I don’t believe some hosts and symbiotes are adequately resting after missions. Some come back just to go back out again even though they’ve not had time to relax from their last mission.”
“That is concerning.” Malek agreed. “The more tired and grumpy they are the more mistakes they make. Caleb, Ari when you’re treating these people see if you can find out what they want or need to relax. If it’s in my power to give, I’ll do it.”
“Thank you.” Ari replied quietly.
“I suggest that the medical exams be done immediately.” Martouf stated. “Since we’ve just returned, it would be a good example if Ari was to test us in full view of other Tok’ra.”
“Yes, I believe you’re right. If they see me testing Malek and Delek in particular and giving them a full health check, when I go to test others they will not see the full exam as an invasion of privacy or an accusation of them being Goa’uld imposters.” Ari answered. “And the sooner I introduce the exams the sooner they’ll become used to it being a regular thing.”
“I suggest that the mind-healing exams don’t start immediately.” Caleb stated. “Instead, I think the mind-healers should be present for the medical exams. The healers and mind-healers can share notes later on and then decide on the best way to proceed.”
“I suggest my host and I are part of the first group. Delek, Jolinar, Martouf and even Ocker can have their own group sessions. If the Tok’ra see their leaders participating they won’t see the sessions as an overly bad thing.” Malek stated. “We could even help by talking about the sessions, but of course we will do as you say as you will know the best course of action.”
“Give me one week and I will have a plan of action ready.” Caleb stated.
“Very good.” Malek replied. “Well then, I believe all I needed to say has been said and a plan of action has been made. I look forward to your reports, my friends.”
“That went well.” Sam commented once the three Tok’ra had left, leaving Malek with Sam, Delek, Martouf and Ocker.
“I’m extremely pleased that I have their support.” Malek answered. “Now the only thing we can do it wait for the results. Until then I must catch up on the base news. I’m sure I have missed much.”
“Not really no.” Delek answered. “What you may have missed is mostly mission briefings but I can have the data collected and passed onto you by tomorrow. Most of the documentation is held in your office anyway, Per’sus has used your office once or twice.”
“Then I will go through the data here and update myself on the goings on in my base.” Malek stated. “Oh and Delek whilst I am doing this could you go and make Samantha and Martouf a set of quarters.” Delek nodded and left the room with Martouf and Samantha behind him.
It had of course turned out that Delek had been telling the truth, most of what had happened had been missions, there had been no marriages, no requests, very few new hosts and little need for new hosts. –It seems I am fortunate today.- Malek told his host. –There is not a lot of work to be done. All I need to do is familiarise myself with what’s happened and keep my files up to date.-
So the Tok’ra do keep files?
-Yes, but they tend not to contain a lot of confidential information, mostly it is just notes and bits and pieces. My own crystals are incredibly difficult to… ‘hack’ … because they require my codes and only you and me know those codes. My information crystals do contain some more classified Intel but I do not include names or numbers, I mostly note marriages, changes or requirements needed for my base and so on. Most of our classified information is much safer in a symbiote’s natural memory, as we have… ‘photographic’ memory and perfect recall there is often very little need to retain information elsewhere.-
Yet you still make notes on crystals.
-These notes are used in circumstances where I am dead or unable to act on behalf of the base. Since only my host and I know what information I hold, these crystals pass on information that is need to know but not revealing.-
So it doesn’t contain any information that reveals who a Tok’ra is or how many Tok’ra are on base?
-No we do not document such things, if a Goa’uld does somehow invade my base and find my crystals, he or she will find that there is nothing revealing or helpful upon them. All Tok’ra know each other well but sometimes we even keep secrets from each other.-
Isn’t that a bit…I don’t know… ‘untrusting’.
-Oh no, beloved, it is not. In fact it is beneficial and all have agreed. For example if a base has been moved before a Tok’ra can return, the informant is not told where the new base is just in case an enemy is listening in. The Tok’ra goes ‘home’ to find the base has moved and so they go to another base or contact their own base. A scout is then sent to assess any threats and makes the choice to bring our agent home or not.-
If he chooses not to bring the agent home?
-It has never happened but if the scout does think there is a real threat about our agent returning we will inform the agent that they must either lose their tail or go back undercover. If their sent back undercover, we normally send them to another world where another Tok’ra is also undercover. That Tok’ra is charged with studying the operative and then informing us of why the scout said no to them returning. But…as I said this has never happened.-
Why not?
-Our operatives are not always caught. In fact despite Thoran, Jolinar, Cordesh and myself, no Tok’ra has been caught for almost a hundred years. It is not rare but our operatives are trained to kill themselves rather than lead our enemies to us. As a result our death rate is somewhat…high but the rate of betrayal is low.-
That’s upsetting.
-It is. That is why the scouts by the Chaapa’ai were so upset by our late operatives. Normally if their late it means two things, either they’ve been compromised or are dead. If they’re caught they’re most likely dead, if they escaped but are being pursued they will remain on the run and not return until their pursuers give up.-
The Goa’uld would not give up.
-They do sometimes but rarely. Normally they send an Ashrak, an assassin. The assassin will never give up, which means missing operatives are often dead operatives.-
So why did you relax when they said the operatives were overdue for three days?
-Because it has only been three days. If a week or more passes I will grow much more concerned but the fact that they’re overdue by only a few days is not a bad thing. Three days could mean that negotiations have taken longer than we thought, or that they have not been able to find an excuse to leave just yet.-
So there is still hope?
-Yes. For now there is still hope that our missing people are alive.- Malek confirmed.
That’s good to know.
-It is.-
So…If everything is a ok at the moment why are you so focused on these crystals.
-They tell me what’s been going on so far. For example four personal rooms have been collapsed and four rooms have been expanded, this tells me that at least eight Tok’ra have grown fond of each other and are now sharing a room together.-
Should they do that before marriage?
-Unlike Earth and many other planets the Tok’ra believe in love and equality. One doesn’t need to be ‘married’ to consummate their love, our hosts like the formality and legality of marriage however and so often the symbiote waits to consummate a mate-ship after marriage.-
I see.
-Perhaps one day you will witness one of these marriages. Perhaps you’ll be a part of it? I’m sure the Tok’ra would be more than happy to marry us to Feodore if we wished it.- Malek chuckled as Louis mentally blushed. –Now let me finish these files and then we can head to dinner.-
What should have been an hour at most turned into several hours much to Louis’s annoyance. The files were severely disorganised and Malek had to hunt down Delek and Ocker and demand explanations for missing supplies and personnel. It turned out that when they thought he was dead six of his people stole supplies and fled. The fact that none showed up on another base was concerning. –We may need to move the base after all, especially if they’ve betrayed us like I believe.-
Not necessarily, they may have left to grieve on their host’s home-worlds or something. Delek and Ocker did mention that many people were greatly upset by your loss.
-I do not think you are right, Louis. There is no excuse for stealing and vanishing. They must have betrayed us, this is the only logical reason.-
Think on it later. It is time to eat.
-I know I promised you as much but I must sort out these problems.-
No you don’t need to do anything. Those files have been like that for ages, perhaps they’ve been in this state since you left. One more day will do them no harm.
-One more day could do much harm, beloved.-
Malek, if you don’t put those crystals down right now I will order you to give me control. Louis hissed. We are going to eat now! I am hungry and you’ve worked non-stop since we got here. Now get off your ass and feed me!
Malek chuckled and put down the crystals. –Very well beloved. But you will be helping me with this tomorrow.-
Oh believe me. I’ll help you catch up with your work. Louis replied dryly. Now move!
-Yes, sir.- Malek replied in amusement as he stood and reluctantly left his office. –You know I think Delek may be right, you are a bad influence on me.- He teased fondly. –No other host has been as stubborn as you.-
You need a stubborn host. You’re very determined to work your ass off! You need a stubborn host to get you to move, eat and rest.
-Perhaps.- Malek answered neither agreeing or disagreeing. As he entered the base cafeteria he was meant with confused and stunned looks. –They’re not used to seeing the base commander in the cafeteria at this time.- He told his host. –I’m normally too busy but you have banned me from work.-
I did not ban you.
-Who was it that order me to… ‘get off my ass’?- Malek asked.
Me but I did not ban you from your work. Do not twist my words.
-Very well beloved. You ordered me from my work.- Malek stated.
You are correct. Louis replied not in the least bit sorry.
“Either you’ve changed or the new host is good for you.” The chef stated amused as Malek collected his ration of food.
“Believe me, if it wasn’t for my host, I’d still be in the office.” Malek stated amused, the chef laughed loudly at Malek’s expense. “And now the chef is against me, what is this world coming to?” He stated forlornly earning quiet sniggers from the queue of Tok’ra.
“I can’t believe you’re here.” Martouf stated as he joined their table.
“My host ordered me from my office.”
“Louis…ordered you….from your office.” Martouf stated slowly as if tasting each word. There was a glint of humour in his eyes and his lips twitched. “Louis is good for you.” Malek shook his head with a reluctant smile, Martouf chuckled and as soon as he let one slip more came until he was laughing loudly at Malek’s expense.
“I know how you feel.” Sam stated. “But at least you haven’t been dragged from your office.”
“Oh he has! Hundreds of times!” Martouf replied. “One time Ocker and Delek even worked together just to get him out of the room. They dragged him all around the base with him with a firm grip around his wrist. Per’sus even used his authority over Malek to make him take a break!”
“None of those times were funny.” Malek retorted. “I was incredibly busy!”
“So you say.” Martouf replied. “I remember that his hosts even forbid him to take control for one day so they wouldn’t have to suffer him working the whole day.”
“They conspired against me.” Malek replied annoyed but the twitch of his lips showed that he was not as angry as he pretended to be. “Just as Louis is now conspiring against me.” He added after a few moments.
“Ah, don’t complain Malek. It’ll be good for you.” Martouf replied. “Besides you’re not officially on duty yet, remember? Per’sus is still doing many of your duties.”
“Speaking of Per’sus, I haven’t seen him yet.” Malek stated.
“I think he was busy with the scientists today.”
“I wonder why.”
“Well if it’s important, he’ll tell you tomorrow.” Martouf answered.
You mean to tell me we spent the whole day in your office and you are not yet on duty! Louis stated.
-I’m always on duty Louis, it is just who I am.-
I can see what Ari was saying now about symbiotes that just can’t seem to relax. Look Malek just because we’re back on base doesn’t mean that it becomes your responsibility instantly and no one is expecting you to control and know everything. You’re only one person, you can’t fix every problem, at least not straight away. No one will blame you if you rest or relax.
-I know that but I like working.-
And I like relaxing, so I’m going to be the voice of reason. Louis retorted teasingly. Now I think you’ve worked enough, in fact I suggest we finish our meal and spend the evening relaxing. In fact it is not even a suggestion. I demand that we relax for the rest of the day.
Malek sighed fondly. “Well looks like I’m off duty for the rest of the day.”
Martouf grinned as he realised what had just happened. “Oh did Per’sus tell you off for spending all day in that office of yours?” Ocker’s voice asked from behind him. Seconds later his friend and personal guard was sat beside him with his own tray of food.
“No I’m being told off by my host.” Malek stated. He stared torn between amusement and annoyance as Martouf and Ocker laughed loudly. “Traitors.” He muttered, but his tone was light and amused making it clear he was not at all offended.
“Your host managed to convince you to leave your office?” Ari asked as she too decided to join them. “Your host has just earned tonnes of respect from all the Tok’ra on this base. You spend way too much time panicking and worrying. Your host is indeed good for you.”
Malek sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. “You lot are unbearable.” He grumbled. –Deal with them.- He pleaded with his host as he handed over control. Louis however had no intentions of ‘dealing with them’. “I think we’ve driven Malek mad.” He commented not at all repentant.
“You Louis are brilliant.” Martouf complimented.
“By the way. I wish to see you, Martouf, Ocker, Delek and Samantha in the medical bay after dinner. I have informed the healers of your plans and they approve. You will be our first patients.”
“I was actually expecting you to ask us sooner.” Louis answered. “Yes, we’ll be there. In fact I will go as soon as I’ve eaten.”
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