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What Comes Of Dreams
Daniel Jackson
Stargate SG-1
Adult FanFiction
by
William S. Moore

Chapter 15

            As Jack and Teal’c entered the infirmary door, they swore it looked like a tornado had hit the place.  The knocked out bodies of several SF, nurses, and orderlies were here and there.  The normally ordered condition of medical supplies and equipment was completely in chaos, it even looked like a lot of it was broken beyond repair.  Cautiously walking through the main area towards Dr. Warner’s office, Jack and Teal’c stopped short when they saw Sam holding Per’sus up against the wall with about two feet of air between the ground and his feet.

            “You will tell me who you are working for or I will rip your slimy Goa’uld ass out of your host!”  Jolinar hissed.

            “You will do no such thing, I am a god and you are nothing.” The Goa’uld said trying to free himself from her grip.

            Roaring with rage, Jolinar delivered a lightning flash punch to one of the Goa’uld’s ribs, the cracking sound echoing in the room.  Another quick punch to the stomach left the Goa’uld in both pain and gasping for air.

            “I will continue with this until I hear what I want!”  Jolinar hissed to her captive.

            Jack and Teal’c stood exactly where they had come to a stop so as not to get caught in this extremely deadly situation.  They could not take Jolinar down without harming their friend, the situation was beyond unsettling.  Jacob came running into the room and was about to shoot past Jack and Teal’c when they both grabbed him by the arms to stop him.  Turning to look at the stunned expression on Jacob’s face they both shook their heads in a silent statement to not go further.

            “Jolinar,” Selmak began, “this is not the way to find out the information about the other Tok’ra or about Daniel.”

            “This shol’va will tell me what we want to know, or there will be nothing left of him to question.” was Samantha’s reply to her dad’s symbiote.

            “Major Carter, I order you to let the prisoner down and discontinue your torture for information.” Jacob Carter ordered in his more commanding voice.

            “Not going to happen, Dad.” Sam replied with a growl.  “I can not let this one slide.”

            Before anyone could even blink, Samantha threw the Goa’uld on the ground face-first and dropped a knee into the small of his back.  The Goa’uld screamed out in pain as the spine underneath the Tau’ri’s knee gave under the impact.

            “The Tok’ra of that base died screaming and gasping for breath as the toxin I released ended their shol’va lives.”  The Goa’uld gloated trying to buy time for his spine to be healed.  “I personally disintegrated their bodies for my lord and then acted out our little ruse to get you simple-minded Tau’ri to come to the rescue.”

            Knowing that the Goa’uld was trying to heal himself, Jolinar jumped up off the ground to come down with her knee right back in the same spot, once again severing the spine that had just begun to heal.  Following through with this, Jolinar grabbed the right arm of the Goa’uld and jerked it back in such a way that it dislocated it from the socket.

            Jack, Teal’c, and Jacob stayed still in shock at what they were hearing and seeing.  None of them could ever have thought that Major Doctor Samantha Carter would be capable of this kind of act.  Selmak was dismayed and alarmed at seeing a fellow Tok’ra behaving like a Goa’uld.

            ~ “That is not the appropriate way to think of a fellow Tok’ra; as acting like a Goa’uld.”  Jacob rebuked Selmak. ~

            ~ “That is what she is behaving like.  Torturing the host’s body to get information from the symbiote.” Selmak replied with disdain. ~

            ~ “She is enraged at the loss of Daniel and so many of her friends, Sel.  I would probably be the same way.”  Jacob chided. ~

            “Who are you and where is Daniel?” Samantha demanded as she started reaching for the Goa’uld’s other arm.

            “My name will not help you and I will not tell you where Daniel Jackson is.” The Goa’uld taunted.

            “What have you done with Per’sus?’  Selmak roared starting to approach the incapacitated Goa’uld.

            Laughing in that maniacal laugh all Goa’uld seemed to be taught to do the Goa’uld replied with a smile.  “I killed him and used a device created by Anubis to destroy the host’s mind, then took the body for my self.  It really is refreshing to not have to deal with an inferior beings presence.  All I had to do was speak in the host’s voice and those stupid Tok’ra fell for it and let me waltz around the base without any problems, much to their downfall.  Even as we speak, the one you call Daniel is probably being implanted by my lord.”

            These final words triggered the deepest part of both Sam and Jolinar’s fear and turned into a blind fury.  Selmak, Jacob, Jack, and Teal’c watched in morbid fascination as Sam’s fingernails seemed to grow several inches in a fraction of a second and she pulled her hand back in the form of a claw and plunged it forward into the neck of Goa’uld.  Blood spurted everywhere for several feet as the Goa’uld symbiote and the host’s upper spine were ripped from the body it once resided in as Sam screamed out, “NOOOOO!”

            All anger fleeing her body and the shock of the sight of what she had done came flooding into the shared mind of Jolinar and Samantha.  With a strangled cry of disgust, they both collapsed, falling to the side of the ravaged body.

            Jacob was at his daughter’s side instantly, cradling her in his lap and checking for a pulse.  Finding that she was just knocked out probably from the shock of everything that had just happened, Jacob just sat there rocking her back and forth.

            Coming out of their stunned inactivity, Jack and Teal’c set about making sure that those personnel that were down were okay and had no serious injuries.  Jack had just finished checking the pulse of the last victim when a squad of SF came barreling into the room armed with zats.  The all came to a sliding halt when they caught sight of the dead body with it’s spine sticking out of it’s neck and back.  Several of them spun instantly to the side and started heaving up their lunches.

            With the help of several of the SF that arrived a short while ago and were not busy puking, Jack and Teal’c worked at reviving the unconscious infirmary staff.  The only thing that they could tell them was that the patient had started acting like he was vomiting and then came up with some kind of weapon that knocked them out.

            A quick search of the room while straightening the overturned beds revealed a small weapon like the one the Ashrak had used years before.  By the time that everything was straightened out and cleaned up, several orderlies had taken the dead body down to the morgue.  General Hammond had been informed of what had transpired and he had in turn ordered that Jolinar/Marjor Carter be restrained in one of the isolation rooms until her state of mind and everyone’s safety could be guaranteed.  Jacob and Selmak both had had a few terse words on the subject, but acquiesced to the command decision.

End Chapter Fifteen of
What Comes Of Dreams
by Will
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