Chains of Gold
Chapter Nine
Looking into the expectant faces, Sam
broke out in a smile, “I guess I should find out what you know and what you
don’t first. You do know that he’s
really hot for Janet, don’t you? He
always comes at meal time, and then he spends all her free time with her.”
“We know that he’s becoming very fond
of her, Sam, that’s why we were asking about them. You know, how does Janet feel? Is she just kind of being nice, or does she
really like him? That kind of
thing.” Daniel answered for both of
them, not wanting to go directly to the question. They would find out more this way, and it
would be more like a friendly exchange than an interrogation.
Sam looked surprised. “Well, yes, she really likes him. Daniel, you should know that. It wouldn’t be like Janet to string him along
like that, if she didn’t like him, too.”
Daniel hastened to answer, not wanting
to start another round of misunderstandings.
“I know she wouldn’t, if she understood that he really did like her,
Sam. That’s what we didn’t know. If Janet realized that Per’sus was, er, well,
courting, old-fashioned word that it is, would be our equivalent for it.”
He watched Sam’s eyes soften. “Oh, what a sweet way to put it, Daniel. I think she does know yes, and she wants him
to, so there is no misunderstanding between them, as far as I know.”
“Good.
The way they were when they first met, it was kind of hard to know how
Janet felt about him.”
Sam smiled at him, “Yeah, isn’t it
funny, after the way they got off on the wrong foot like they did, that they’d
end up in this big romance? It’s very
sweet, too, though. I mean, they had
sparks flying off each other in the infirmary during the crisis, but now they
can’t see enough of each other. I think
it’s because she stood up to him and made a few less than flattering remarks
about and to him in the middle of all that.”
“I think she kind of kept him grounded
during the period when we didn’t know if some of them were going to make it or
not. As long as she was still fighting
him, he felt like she was still fighting for them, and in his mind that meant
they were all going to live. I have no
idea why, but something about Janet that day, and her determination not to lose
any of them rocked his world, I guess.”
Sam stopped talking and stared at nothing as if seeing something they
could not see.
Snapping out of it, she said, “If you
want to know the latest, then the last I heard, the last time he came, Dad was
with him. Let’s see, two days before
this mission. I talked to Janet
yesterday evening, so this is hot off the presses, and as far as I know it’s
common knowledge, well, at least the parts I’ll tell you guys is, the other stuff
isn’t, and that will not be given out, as you should know. Daniel, do not start whining. It won’t help. You know the rules. Girl talk is girl talk, and only special
dispensation gets you access. Go see
Janet when we get back, and if she says I can tell you, then I will. Deal?”
Daniel sighed, frowned, pouted and
declared, “Deal, but there’s a condition.”
Sam looked suspicious. “What’s that?”
“I don’t know, I’ll think about
it.”
“I’m not doing unknown conditions. Take it or leave it.” The silence stretched.
“Oh, all right. Deal.”
Sam rubbed her hands together
gleefully, and said, “All right, here’s the skinny. It seems that he went to ask Janet to lunch,
and Dad went to talk to General Hammond.
Come to find out, Per’sus has been asking Dad some very pointed questions
about mating rituals on the Tau’ri world and of Tau’ri women in the SGC in
particular. I understand from Dad that
he explained to Per’sus about taking a woman out to eat, and going to movies,
walks it the park, picnics, that kind of thing.
That’s where the lunches came in.”
“Since he can’t leave base, it was all
he could do. Not the most romantic place
to go, but better than nothing. Anyway,
I can’t imagine Per’sus getting dating tips from my Dad. I’m surprised he managed to get as far with Janet
as he did. Somehow, I can’t see my Dad
as the best person to go to for advice on how to get Tau’ri women to notice you
in five easy lessons.”
Sam frowned contemplating the idea of
her dad giving advice to the Tok’Ra lovelorn.
Her lips quirked as she imagined the Dear Selmak column in the local
Tok’Ra data pad gossip for the day section.
Hearing Daniel clear his voice brought her thoughts back from its flight
of fancy and to the topic under discussion.
“Sorry.
Where was I? Oh, yeah, one of the
things my Dad told Per’sus was that Tau’ri women like to get little gifts or
flowers when an anniversary, or some special occasion comes around. Per’sus wanted to know what types of things
and Dad told him birthdays, valentine’s day, first time you met, your first
date, especially if you can remember something she said that really caught your
attention, just little reminders to let them know that you think of them, even
when you aren’t with them. He told him
that was big with Tau’ri women. We like
to know we are on a guy’s mind, when we aren’t there with them.”
Sam started laughing and had to stop
talking for a moment as the two men stared at her. Finally getting herself under control, she
continued, saying, “So, Per’sus brought Janet a gift on the anniversary of the
poisoning of the Tok’Ra base, and told her that he would never forget meeting
her because even in the time of emergency she had not been afraid to show her
interest in him by inviting him to take a walk.”
“He had known she meant in the future,
but it had given him hope. He had been afraid that she was so angry with him
when she told him that if he was not going to uphold her order, to just get the
hell out of her way that she would never speak to him again.”
“Then later, when she had taught him
the very rude American phrase, he was sure that she considered him beneath her
notice, for why else would she tell him to attempt a physical
impossibility? Once he had finally found
someone to translate the word, he had pondered her meaning for a long time,
before coming to the conclusion that as it was said in anger, she was probably
just frustrated, tense, and worried about her patients, some of which were
quite ill, almost at the point of death, he should not let that bother him.”
“But, the moment he really wanted to
remember was the one when he had demanded that the Tok’Ra be removed to the
Tok’Ra base because he did not understand the process the humans were going
through in order to cleanse the poison from the symbiote’s system, instead of
the symbiote being the filtering system.
She had looked him straight in the eyes and informed him that he had the
IQ of tree moss and she’d had more intelligent conversations with sand. When he had taken the time to explain to her
that one could not converse with sand because it had no intelligence, she had
simply smiled.”
“He would never forget, he said, how
beautiful she looked. Her hair was
falling down and the light was catching the red highlights in it, her eyes had dark
shadows under them from lack of sleep, she was pale and tired, but he had
realized in that moment that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen,
because she was beautiful on the inside as well as the outside.”
“That, he said, was when he knew he had
a chance with her. He had picked her up,
since she was such a tiny little thing compared to him, and kissed her long and
hard and passionately. When he put her
down, she had looked flustered for a minute, then she had straightened her
jacket, looked him over slowly and calmly from head to foot and back again, as
he stood straight and tall for her, and told him to go take a long walk on the
short pier. She had invited him to go
somewhere with her. She was
wonderful!”
Sam smiled as she remembered Janet’s
words to her, “Sam how could I tell that
sweet man that wasn’t the kind of memory Jacob meant? Besides, if it gives him pleasure and he
doesn’t realize I was still insulting him, where’s the harm in allowing him to
think it’s worth calling it an anniversary?
It is the anniversary of when we met, I suppose, so I can remember it
that way instead.”
Then she’d smiled again. “We
did get off on the wrong foot. I don’t know how many insults I threw at the
poor man during those first forty-eight hours, but it was a lot. He did deserve a few of them, but some were
just pure frustration on my part.”
“When that one symbiote
arrested and we tried the diodes you had constructed for just such a
contingency, I thought I’d die as well, if it didn’t work. When we got it up and going between the eppi
and that, I almost fainted with relief myself.
He’s doing better than some of the others by the way. It’s almost as if he knows how hard we fought
for him, and he’s bound and determined to get well as quickly as he can.”
Seeing Martouf’s puzzled air, Sam
stopped and looked at him. “Martouf,
there are many American phrases that are insulting to a person’s intelligence.
One is to tell them they are dumber than a box of rocks. Another is to tell them they are dumber than
a fence post. She told Per’sus that
she’d had more intelligent conversations with sand. That’s a pretty bad statement on his
intelligence.”
“But, he is correct, Samantha, sand has
no intelligence.”
Daniel and Sam sat in stunned
silence. Suddenly Martouf’s head snapped
forward and Martouf scowled. “How was I
supposed to figure that out, Lantash? I
do not understand American slang, and I took it literally!” He exclaimed aloud.
“Even literally, that
statement is obviously meant as an insult.
Obviously, both Sam and Daniel would be well aware that sand has no
intelligence. As would Janet
Fraiser. She had just told Per’sus that
he was more stupid than anyone she had ever met or known.”
“Just once I would like
to have some respect.”
“They respect you,
Martouf, and they realize that you are not used to their ways. They also know that you do not always catch
on to things quickly in English.
Sam and Daniel both looked down at the
suddenly very interesting bed covering.
Then Sam was grinning, Daniel was in whoops, and Martouf was echoing
Lantash’s moans. Lantash came forward
and said, “Janet Fraiser was correct in her statements. How, my Samantha, did they ever get together
after such a horrible beginning?”
Daniel broke in first with a question
before Sam could answer, “Why hasn’t anyone said anything about the tree
moss? Per’sus ignored it, too. Is it that no one knows what it is, or what?”
Martouf frowned, “I believe we know
what tree moss is, Daniel, but we do not know of this IQ of its features. Not being sure which part of it you are
speaking about it is easier to just ignore it, for the more readily understood
insult.”
“Intelligence quotient. It’s a measure of intelligence. She told him that he was less intelligent
than tree moss.”
Martouf stared from him to Sam and back
again, before saying, “Perhaps it is just as well that Per’sus did not
understand her then and hopefully he will not recall later that she said it to
him. It might be one insult too many,
though he managed to live with the others.”
Sam cleared her throat and continued,
though with some difficulty and not daring to look at Daniel at all. She shook her head, “I don’t know, maybe
Janet felt guilty at first for being so rude to him. My opinion though is that once the crisis was
over and he apologized, she took a closer look, one that went beyond the
surface, and she liked what she saw, so she decided to say yes to lunch, and it
turned into more.
“Anyway, I guess he’s been getting
really frustrated at not being able to move forward with his “courting” of her. And he’s been driving the people he works
with nuts. So, Dad made an excuse to
come with him, and he talked to General Hammond about the problem. And, the result was that Janet was called to
General Hammond’s office while dad went to sit with Per’sus, as if nothing was
going on.”
“So, General Hammond asked Janet what
her intentions toward the Tok’Ra Per’sus were, and I guess she just stared at
him not quite understanding what he meant.
Well, you know Janet; she can be pretty blunt so she asked him what he
meant. Then General Hammond asked her if
she realized that High Councilor Per’sus was quite serious in his pursuit of
her?” She said she couldn’t believe how
much she blushed, and then she touched the gold chain he had given her. She told General Hammond that she had hoped
he was, yes, but since their customs were so different it was hard to tell. Especially, since all he had ever done was
meet her for lunch.”
“General Hammond was able to tell her
that was why Dad had come. He told her
that Per’sus was getting really frustrated only being able to see her at noon
over lunch and that he saw no reason he couldn’t go in town with her sometime. If she wanted to invite him to stay for a
weekend, or something she could, as long as they were extremely careful. It was no different than it was with Jacob,
who also had to be careful. Or like it
was when we took Martouf and Malek to O’Malley’s. The weekend we took them to the Mall to get
them some jeans and stuff and kind of showed them a little bit of Earth. The difference, of course, was that Per’sus,
like Malek and Martouf, had no knowledge of Earth customs, so they would have
to be careful in that way as well. He
would also have to understand that he could not come forward and glow in
public. If she wished to go with him,
he would give his approval, just as others often took leave days
off-world.”
“In the meantime, Dad was talking to
Per’sus, and he admitted to Dad that he had given her a chain of gold, I think
is how Dad put it, for her wrist, and she had not replied. He was beginning to think she was not willing
to commit to something even that simple.
I guess they were in the mess hall, and at that point, Dad decided they
needed more privacy, so he took him to the VIP room that he always uses. He left him there alone long enough to
contact General Hammond and explain what the chain of gold meant and that he
suspected that Per’sus hadn’t told Janet what the meaning of it was, and that
he thought Janet not knowing she needed to reciprocate if she agreed was part
of the problem. He told me that he sat
him down and asked him what he told her when he had given the chain to
Janet. Per’sus said that he offered the
chain of gold, with a kiss upon her wrist, as was the custom, and then he had
asked her if she would accept the token from him, and then tell him if it was
too much to ask that she accept it.”
“He told Dad that she got all teary and
smiled at him, and she said she loved it, thanked him, and that of course she
would accept it from him, that it was a lovely, thoughtful thing for him to do,
when he had so many other things on his mind.
He said he expected to receive one from her the next time he saw her,
but she seemed to expect him to be celibate, while she was still sleeping with
whomever she pleased.”
Sam smiled as Martouf looked at her
oddly. “I see no reason to be happy that
Per’sus has been disappointed in his effort to win her affection,
Samantha.”
Sam frowned at him. “I haven’t finished the story, Martouf, just
listen please.” Sam looked at Daniel who
had already figured the story out and was grinning as wide as Sam was smiling. “Anyway, so Dad sat him down and said,
“Per’sus, this is the Tau’ri world, Earth.
Did it occur to you, that if you did not explain the, er, significance, to Janet that she would
have no idea, whatsoever, what you were asking of her? Hm?
Did it even cross the one brain cell I’m beginning to think the two of
you share, to ask what the mating customs on Earth were, when one asks a woman
to “go steady”?…that’s probably an
ancient term now, but it will suffice for this.”
“See, we don’t give a bracelet and get
a bracelet as an answer. We have to open
our mouths and actually say the words.
As in, Janet, I really like you a
lot, Jason and I, both, and we were wondering if you would consider making our
relationship exclusive. See that’s
what we call it. Exclusive, meaning, we,
you and I will see no one else of the opposite sex in a dating/sexual way while
we continue to get to know each other and determine if we might possibly be
starting to maybe go beyond liking you.”
“I guess Per’sus almost swallowed his
tongue and informed Dad there was no way he could possibly ask Janet something
like that. She would refuse, and then
tell him to do something impossible to himself as she had in the infirmary when
he was badgering her, and standing in the way when the symbiote was dying, and
they were all rushing around with electrical things and eppi something, and he
had stepped into her way to ask questions, and she had really become angry and
screamed at him that he was an idiot with the brain of an amoeba and no. No, she would be very rude to him again, if
he was that forward. He was sure that he
was just now beginning to make her believe that he was not completely and
totally incompetent and stupid.”
“Anyway, I guess while Dad was trying
to convince Per’sus that he had to ask Janet, General Hammond told Janet what
the “Chain of Gold” meant to the
Tok’Ra. He gave her permission to leave
and promised to keep Per’sus occupied so he couldn’t leave. It took her a little over an hour to find one
similar to the one he gave her, but of a more masculine look. She’d had the General call down to the room
and make sure that Per’sus’s back was to the door, so she snuck in, difficult
with the Tok’Ra hearing, but dad had turned the radio on fairly loud, and
Per’sus was talking, still, about how he couldn’t possibly ask her those things
even though he wanted to.”
“So she walked up behind him and
reached around him and slipped the bracelet on him, while dad played least in
sight and high-tailed it out the door that Janet had just come in. She told me later that he had been telling
dad again that she would tell him to do something, um, impolite, if he asked
her to do this, so, she told him that she only told people that when she was
stressed and scared and she had been very scared that day.”
“She told me that even though they’d
had lunch many times they hadn’t talked about that first forty-eight
hours. She said that she made him let
her up from where he had pulled her onto his lap, and she sat down at the table
there in the rooms and took his hands and told him it was time he listened to
what happened to them that day.”
“She explained about how close his
people were to dying, and that she didn’t have the knowledge she needed to save
them. The Tok’Ra had never shared the
information on their physiology that she’d asked for, so her idea of their
internal organs was just not good enough to have to do the things that were
asked of her that day. Sure, we had
dissected a few Goa’uld that had come our way, but that was a long way from
intensive study and reading about their internal structure and what did what,
where it was located, how it interacted with other organs. The Tok’Ra have organs that we don’t even
recognize.”
“She was suddenly given several hundred
beings of which she knew very little medically and told that according to their
“scientists” the Tau’ri had the means
to save them. Very nice. But said “scientists”
forgot to leave instructions on the “how”
to save them. We were working blind, and
we were incredibly lucky that no one died.
He had no idea. No idea at all,
of the pressure they had put the Tau’ri, and her in particular, under. Not that we didn’t want to help. We did.
We just wished we’d had the information to do it right the first time,
before we killed someone.”
“For instance, the one that came so
close to dying. What if she’d missed
placing the diodes where they needed to be?
He’d be dead. It wouldn’t have helped. She told him that she was really grateful
that I was there to help that day as well, because she and I had dissected a
couple of Goa’uld together, so I had an idea of where some of the organs were
and we were able to double check each other.
We both agreed on where the heart was, sort of, and evidently we were
right.”
“Even so, she was lucky she hadn’t
killed them. If it hadn’t been that they
were dead anyway, if she didn’t do it, there was no way she would have done any
of those things with her lack of knowledge.
He had no idea of the amount of stress she and her people were under
that day.
“And,” Sam said smugly, smirking at
Martouf and Lantash, “That is when Per’sus knelt at her feet and asked her to
forgive him for being such a coward, when she was so brave. He promised that he would never be so again. The next time something that might need
explaining turned up, he would be very sure to explain. Then he asked her what the next step in a
Tau’ri courtship was. She told him it
depended on the couple. Some would
refuse to bed one another before they were joined. Others would have already done so. It’s a very individual thing on Earth. Mostly the couple knew when they were ready
to go to the next step, if the sexual side of dating was what he was talking
about.”
“If it wasn’t, and he wanted to know
what the next step was as far as the courtship steps were then the next would
be an engagement. He wanted to know what
that was and she explained that when a couple decided that they suited and
wanted to spend the rest of their lives together, then they became engaged. The man usually bought a woman a ring that
she wore on her left hand. That ring
told all other men that she as “taken”
and thus off limits. The engagement
period was more or less like what they were doing now except they would have
decided they wanted to marry, or join, bond, whatever word you used for
it. It was just another period of time
to make sure it was what you really wanted.”
“So the last I heard, which was
yesterday, by now Per’sus should be at Janet’s house for the weekend to meet
Cassie. Janet hoped the fact that
Per’sus was basically “Goa’uld”
wouldn’t freak her out, but I don’t think it will because she knows my dad and
she’s heard me talk about Jolinar and Martouf and Lantash.”
“Ah and he also promised her all the
information she wanted on the symbiotes, so that she would never again have to
wonder and worry if she had to treat one.
She thanked him and explained that as soon as the scientists and healers
had realized what had happened, and what the Tau’ri had done for them with
little or no knowledge because of their, er, difficulties getting such things
approved and through the council, things were made available. We now have a very nice library on Tok’Ra
physiology. But she thanked him,
anyway. The information is interesting,
too.”
“So what was it you wanted to know?”
Martouf smiled wryly, “I believe you
have answered the question, Samantha. It
was about the bracelet that Per’sus gave to Janet. I had noticed it and his attentions to her. I like him, and he and Lantash have been
friends for many years. I was afraid she
would not realize what it meant and therefore perhaps hurt him.”
Sam nodded. “If I had thought that I’d have said
something about it to you, I promise you.
I hope it works out for them. I
think she really is falling in love with them, and he seems absolutely
fascinated with her. I hope it’s not
just a surface thing with him and once the novelty of having a woman stand up
to him wears off, he doesn’t lose interest in her.”
Lantash came forward and said quietly,
“You need have no fear of that, my Samantha, Per’sus has women standing up to
him constantly. The Tok’Ra are not known
for anyone that is quiet and soft spoken.
No, the women do not worry about responding in as biting a manner as
possible, at times when they feel they are correct.”
“Good. I was worried about that.”
Martouf returned to continue, “He
admires her attitude greatly though, Samantha.
I do not think that is something that need worry you. She will not change just because of him. “
“He watched her work over his brethren,
keeping them alive, hour after hour, when he had been told that the Tau’ri
found us disgusting, repellent, and that they would rather remove us than see a
human with a symbiote. You were
considered an aberration, who used Selmak only because your father was ill, but
once you saw it work your mind allowed that it could work.”
“At any rate, for all of us to sit and
watch, as all of your people not only worked to save the host and symbiotes
that were together, but also worked so very hard to see to it that each of
those that had been removed were reintroduced to their host and thus survived
as well was a revelation.
“At one point you were carrying a
symbiote in your arms and you had it covered with a wet cloth. It was getting you wet, but you ignored that
and continued to dampen it if it dried.
You carried it anyway. And every
so often your hand would reach down as if absently stroking it, but it was
obvious that while you were doing that, you were also monitoring the fact that
it was breathing and aiding its circulation.
More than that, you were attempting to reassure and comfort it. That was why you kept it cuddled so close,
because you knew that it would be feeling as if it was in a void with nothing
around it to hold it firmly.”
“It was noticed that as the others
carried some around when it was needed you told them something and they would
stroke the symbiote for a little bit first, and then all of them would smile
and hold it a little closer. After that they
were fine with carrying it.”
Sam smiled slightly before answering,
“The symbiotes were moving around and it made them afraid they would drop
them. I told them I thought they were
feeling as if they were going to fall with nothing holding them in place so to
try holding them closer, and stroke them every so often.”
“All of them were surprised at how much
like velvet their skin was because they expected a different feel to it. That was one thing. The other was that they all realized that as
soon as they stroked them and nestled them closer to their bodies where they
felt the body heat as well as more secure they quieted and rested better. That’s all.”
“Once we got the tanks set up by each
host we could put them in there, but until then we couldn’t risk separating
them and losing track of who belonged to whom.
We were surprised the healers removed them without tanks to put them in
to begin with, but later realized that the healers themselves weren’t in any
condition to even be on their feet, let alone thinking straight. I’m just glad the nurses thought fast and got
basins and warm water for them. It’s too
bad those few had to be carried around, but they were in the worst shape and
needed constant monitoring.”
Martouf agreed. “That is very true, Samantha. The healers were not thinking clearly at
all. Unfortunately, the poison had
affected them enough that the symbiote took over, but not enough for the host
to be able to override them yet, as it had in my case and most of the
others. The healers are quite strong
mentally, and the hosts had a very hard time wresting control from them.”
“Thankfully Janet had the presence of
mind to take control from them by whatever means she had even if it did mean
that she had to threaten to have them shot.
I am also glad that Per’sus gave the order for them to stop even before
she called in the SF’s, but also that he believed that she would have carried
out her threat.”
“Moreover, as I said, many of our
people saw these things happen, they heard the determination of your people to
save our people in spite of our people’s misguided attempts to stop them.”
“Even O’Neill was known to be angry
about the attack. Someone overheard him
commenting on it. Someone else said that
they thought he didn’t like the Tok’Ra.
He is said to have paused and then admitted that he wasn’t always very
smart. That just because Tok’Ra were
physically Goa’uld that didn’t make them Goa’uld.”
“He’d just never bothered to look at it
that way before, and now he had. He’d
just realized, he said, that by painting them with the same brush he painted
the Goa’uld with, he was doing the same thing as painting the Tau’ri with the
same brush and saying that they were all the same. Which he had pointed out was obviously not
true, was it?”
“I was told there was a lot of scuffing
of feet and muttering before someone spoke up and admitted that they hadn’t
looked at it that way either, but that the Colonel was right. The Tok’Ra had as much right to be liked or
disliked individually as any one else.
And besides, they were human at least half the time, the Goa’uld never
were. That led to even more
agreement. So that was the beginning of
a Tau’ri turn around in some areas.”
“It was such a revelation to many of
them. A large number of Tok’Ra have
questioned their perceptions of the Tau’ri and have found them to be
wrong. They have also begun to wonder if
there has been a propaganda war waged, to prevent good relations between the
Tok’Ra and the Tau’ri, particularly now that this sabotage incident with the
poisoning has occurred.”
Sam sighed sadly, before answering
softly, “Yes, and it’s too bad it took something so drastic to bring us
together. I’m just glad it wasn’t truly
as tragic as it could have been, and everyone it all right. And in a way I’m glad it happened the way it
did because the traitor did us two huge favors.
Maybe even more.” She brightened
as she thought of that.
“What are those, Samantha? I do not consider that he has done anything,
but spread the very fear and suspicion he meant to spread.” Martouf frowned, as he contemplated the
difficulties this was causing within the ranks of the Tok’Ra.
“Well, one we just touched on. It’s brought a much better understanding and
a stronger connection between the Tau’ri and the Tok’Ra, something I am quite
sure he, or she, did not wish to see happen, so that’s one.”
Holding up a second finger she said,
“You were all supposed to be dead. Not
only the Tok’Ra that lived on the base, but the council members from the other
bases as well. During an important event
no less, which would not have looked good at all. As it is, there will be some who will insist
that the Tok’Ra deliberately cancelled the meeting at the last minute and had
hoped to catch the culprit.”
“The traitor will hear that rumor as
well, and it will make him think, even if he knows it to be false. But the biggest thing is that now you know
he, she, whatever is out there. So your
security is tighter, your watching is closer now. And you are now, also, the hunter instead of
just the hunted. That can’t be
comfortable for, er, it. So that is
third”
And there’s a fourth, and it’s a
bonus. It made you get that poison that
never should have been in a facility that contained housing in the first place,
out of there. I’ve never made a secret
of the fact that I considered your people insane for keeping it on base like
that. I’m very glad you decided that it
needed much more careful handling and left General Hammond’s precautions to
protect your non-scientist personnel from it in place. So actually the traitor did you two huge
favors and two other pretty darned good sized ones.”
“I suppose when looked at from that
perspective what you say is true, but the tension that the people are now under
is very great. I have been told, though,
that oddly enough, having your soldiers there just walking the halls with their
weapons has helped a sense of security descend.”
“Per’sus was one of the first to notice
that wherever the exchange soldiers were walking in a group that they always
seemed very alert and that the Tok’Ra noticed.
He was the one that asked that they carry their weapons. After a week of that he could tell that in
the areas where the soldiers walked regularly there was less tension.”
“He realized that having the warriors
there, who were absolutely not connected with the poisoning, but were
definitely allies had the affect of making all of the Tok’Ra feel less
vulnerable. They no longer had to watch
their own back all the time, even from their own kind. There was someone else to do it now. He went to the General, and they discussed
the problem, and that is why and how we now have security teams at each of our
bases. It is an odd feeling to go to one
of our bases and see SGC personnel screening you before allowing you onto your
own base.”
“I imagine it is,” Sam said. They all sat quietly pondering the changes
that had taken place in the last few months between the Tau’ri and the Tok’Ra.
“I had not found those
memories yet Martouf. I see things are
very serious then if the Tok’Ra truly have Tau’ri security guards on all of our
bases.”
“Yes, but every member
was hand picked by General Hammond, myself, Samantha, Jacob, and Colonel
O’Neill. No one who does not like the
Tok’Ra was sent. Not even if it was only
a very small dislike. So all of the
security teams are made up of men and women who were excited and eager to go
and live with the Tok’Ra. Needless to
say, that was another shock for our brethren.
They saw some Tau’ri who arrived breathless and so excited they could
hardly talk. Those that could were
asking questions so quickly our people had difficulty answering them fast
enough. Another perception of the Tok’Ra
about the Tau’ri shot down in flames, as they would say. You see, I am picking up some of their
idioms.”
“So do we have both
security teams and exchange soldiers then?”
Lantash asked,
still trying to take this all in.
“Yes, since many of the symbiotes still
needed the filtering to continue twice a week, it was decided that they would
be the first of the exchanges. An equal
number of SGC members are working off world with different Tok’Ra bases.”
“I see. That is most enlightening. So that is how we became one of the
exchanges. But that would mean that
every Tok’Ra on our base would still be at the SGC.” Lantash
said coming to a realization of what that would mean to them.
“Yes and that obviously
wouldn’t work. Malek stayed on as an
exchange from his base and his second is running it. All of our bases have at least two or three
people there. The ones that were the most affected and might need the filtering
more than twice a week stayed on the Tau’ri world. We requested that we stay, being known and
somewhat familiar, to act as liaison, which we were granted.”
“The others were released
to our healers after they were shown how to use the machine and had done so
many times. They were sent back to the
base with the others, the loan of two of the machines, the SGC’s good wishes
and sighs of relief at getting their base back to some semblance of order. People began to move back into their own
quarters, places like the rec room, which became a very large infirmary/barracks
room during the crisis, were turned back to their original purpose. You slept through a great deal,
Lantash.”
“Yes, I can see that I
did. I must go through some more of your
memories, Martouf. But in the meantime,
I think we are about to have company.
They have come to get us for the joining ceremony.”
“So soon? I am not ready. Perhaps.”
“Martouf.”
“Yes?”
“Quiet, please.”
“Yes.”
“Thank you. Now I believe it is time to talk to our
Samantha about the ceremony that will soon begin.”
Lantash came forward, and said lightly,
“My dearest Samantha, as much as I would rather sit here the remainder of the
night, I do not believe we are going to be allowed to. I am assuming that the rather large group of
people coming this way is to take us away, so that you may have the
cottage. I believe the evening’s
entertainment, although the evening is still some way off, is about to
begin.”
“Furthermore, that entertainment,
unless I am much mistaken,” Daniel added, amused, “would be us.”
TBC
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