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

Chapter 27

            The klaxons began to wail, filling the corridors of the SGC with their usually noise.  Shortly after, MSgt. Harriman announced that there was as unscheduled off-world activation.  Military issued boots could be heard as people ran through the corridors to take up defensive positions around the gateroom.  The remaining members of SG1, General Hammond, and Jacob/Selmak, were just as quickly filing into the control room hoping beyond hope that it was the wayward Archeologist.

            No sooner had Walter said that it was the GDO code for SG1 than Sam/Jolinar bolted out the door faster than anyone had ever seen her move.  She was practically flying down the stairs, through the corridor, and into the gateroom.  She had moved with such speed that she arrived at the foot of the ramp before the iris was fully retracted.  Arriving just seconds behind Sam, the rest of SG1 and Jacob waited with bated breath for Daniel to step through the gate.  What happened left everyone shocked….and Unas came through just before the iris closed.

            Seeing all of the things being pointed at her, scarred Chena witless; holding out her arms and dropping down into a crouch, she yelled out the first thing that came to mind.  “Daniel sent me!”

            The sudden voice of an Unas speaking English stunned everyone.  Seeing that the Unas was scarred, Sam started to approach it when the Unas’ eyes grew wide and she let out a loud snarl.  Backing up, Sam looked around wondering what to do.  The answer came in the form of Jack O’Neill.

            “Uhm, hiya?  How is it going?”  Jack asked as he slowly approached the crouching Unas that seemed scarred.

            Looking at the man that approached her, Chena slowly held the GDO out towards him hoping that he would not hurt her.  Again remembering what Daniel had told her to do in case that something happened, she spoke.

            “Daniel said to speak to Jack.”  Chena said in her scarred voice.  “Are you Jack?”

            Looking bewildered, but hearing that the Unas was scarred and the fact that it was talking about Daniel, Jack decided to play along.

            “I am Jack.”  O’Neill stated.  “Who are you and how do you know Daniel?”

            “I am Chena, daughter of Chaka.”  Chena said losing some of her fear.  “Daniel came to my planet, I helped him, he helped me…Chena fears Daniel is dead.”

            A sudden gasp from most those in the room had Chena quickly slipping back into her protective crouch.  Looking around she saw that the woman who had approached her earlier was crying, which did not make since because she felt like the evil ones but they did not cry.  Remembering the note that Daniel had written and attached to the water skin with the grok in it that she carried, Chena quickly dumped her bag out to find it.

            Sam started crying at hearing the Unas say that it feared Daniel was dead.  How could she lose Daniel after being told by Shifu that Daniel would be back with her.  It was so unfair that she could now give Daniel children and him not be there to help make it happen.

            ~ “Settle yourself my Samantha.”  Jolinar soothed.  “This Unas only said it was afraid our Daniel was dead, not that it knows.” ~

            ~ “You are right Joli.”  Sam replied.  “But why did it act scarred of us and snarl when we approached?” ~

            ~ “Remember, the Unas can sense the symbiote.”  Jolinar said softly as not to upset Samantha.  “It may not know the difference between Goa’uld and Tok’ra.” ~

            Walking slowly with her hands out in front of her, Sam stopped beside Jack while the Unas went through the items it has poured out of it’s bag.  Crouching down so as not to seem a threat, Sam spoke to the Unas.

            “Chena?”  Sam asked in a soft voice.  “Do you know my Daniel?  Where is he?”

            Stopping from her rummaging in the pile in front of her, Chena looked up at the human female that had been crying and was not crouching down in front of her.  Even though she felt like an evil one, the way she spoke and her calling Daniel her’s puzzled her.

            “Chena knows Daniel.”  Chena responded.  “He killed the big grey worm and then he made the pale-white jaffa in all black follow him to protect Chena.”

            Hearing the description of what could only be a Super Soldier dropped everyone’s heart in the room into their shoes.  There was no way that Daniel could take on a Super Soldier by himself and live.  Sam once again started crying as she looked at the Unas Daniel had died to protect. 

            Sniffing, Sam decided to get more information while Chena seemed to be looking for something in the pile.  “Chena, you mentioned Daniel killed a big grey worm.  What did you mean by this?”

            Chena thought about a way to describe it, then she remembered what it looked like if it was small.  “Like the evil things inside other Jaffa, but it was much bigger; it stood as tall as the stone circle that brought me here.”

            Finally spotting what she was looking for, Chena grabbed up the waterskin filled with grok and the note that was attached to it; jumping up she, rushed over to Jack thrusting the items into his hands.

            “Daniel said give to Jack, Chena give to Jack.”  Chena said self-congratulatory.

            As Jack started to read through the note; his eyebrows started rising into his hairline.  Everyone, except Sam, watched as Jack’s eyebrows looked like they were about to disappear from his scalp.

            While Jack was reading the note, Sam once again started trying to get answers from Chena.

            “Chena, why do you fear that my Daniel was killed?”  Samantha asked wondering to herself why she was being so territorial.

            “Daniel lured the pale Jaffa away,”  Chena began looking at the human woman in front of her, ‘then the direction the pale Jaffa and Daniel went, there was a big explosion and a big fire that ate the very air…Chena does not think that her Daniel could survive the fire.”

            Her Daniel, this Unas was female and thought that Daniel was hers?  Oh Sam was not happy at hearing that.  “Daniel is mine and Jolinar’s, Sam stated with vehemence in her voice.”

            Quickly rushing up the ramp and grabbing hold of Sam’s shoulders, Jacob and Teal’c did all they could to hold Samantha back without hurting her.  They knew that tone of voice and knew that an all out battle was soon to erupt.  The Marines that had been manning the defenses took an involuntary step back.  They heard what Major Carter had done to the Goa’uld spy and they did not want to get caught in any kind of cast off.

            Seeing the look that was in the human woman’s eyes and the sound of her voice; Chena went quickly into a defensive crouch once again.  Blinking in confusion and then comprehension, Chena looked at the human woman and remembered one of the names that Daniel had said when he was recovering.

            “You are Samantha?”  Chena asked looking confused and scarred.

            The utterance of her full first name snapped the rage out of Sam faster than a bucket of cold water.  Continuing to stare daggers at the female Unas, she nodded her head.

            “Chena remembers hearing Daniel call this name during his mending time.”  Chena said gaining confidence in her voice.  “If you are Samantha, then Daniel is yours, not Chena’s…Chena spoke badly.”

            Rolling his eyes, Jack could not help the thought passing through his mind about Daniel once again living up to having a woman on every planet.  It now seemed that it did not matter the species.  Before he could stop himself, Jack chuckled out loud which had Sam’s glare of death spinning on him.

            “What is so funny, Sir?”  Sam practically growled.

            “Perhaps O’Neill is remembering his past comments about DanielJackson having a woman on every planet.”  Teal’c offered up.

            The not-so-silent snickers from those in the room only seemed to raise Sam’s temper up another notch as she glared at everybody one at a time.  Any follow-up comments quickly dyed before they could be voiced.

            Handing the note and the “grok” over to Sam, Jack looked at her with eyes asking for forgiveness.  Sam only thought it funny how Jack was trying to act like Daniel with that look…and he was not good at it.  Sam quickly read over the note and couldn’t help the squeak that broke free of her lips as she read about the giant symbiote.  Her thoughts started running a mile a minute when she read over what the “grok” in the waterskin was reported as being able to do.

            “Colonel.”  General Hammond said from the foot of the ramp.  “If everything is clear down there, why don’t you bring our, guest, to the conference room?”

            Snapping back into Colonel mode; Jack took a look at Chena and sighed a tiny bit.  “Chena, follow me please…we need to talk.”

            Stooping down to gather her stuff, Chena was stopped when Jack touched her shoulder. 

            “Your things will be brought to you.”  Jack said softly remembering how strong Unas are.  “We need to clear away from the gate incase Daniel survived and tries to come home”

            Nodding her assent, Chena stood and followed Jack down the ramp and towards the conference room.  When she grew near Jacob/Selmak and Teal’c, the familiar feeling of the evil ones again set off her internal alarms and she started snarling at them.  Both Jacob and Teal’c backed away with their hands raised to show they were no threat and Chena continued to follow.  Catching one of the SFs as she passed, Samantha handed the waterskin and the note to her and ordered that it be taken to one of the biochemists immediately.  She then hurried her way to the conference room.

End Chapter Twenty-Seven of
What Comes Of Dreams
by Will
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