hathor_girl | Fic, Chance Meetings, Rosha/Jolinar/Martouf/Lantash, Sam/Jolinar/Martouf/Lantash, PG-13, 3/4

Jolinar POV

"Over here!" Korra calls.

We all join him. He has discovered a grate covering what appears to be a storm drain of some sort. There is an obvious naquadah signature from something down there. A ring transporter, perhaps.

"Very nice, Korra!" Rosha tells him.

"Problem is, we can't just go inside. Not until the humans provide that diversion." Martouf says.

"It will be dark in less than an hour." Rosha tells him. "I am guessing they will attempt their attack some time after that."

Whilan pulls out a small cutting device, and removes the lock on the grate. He has just finished when Martouf whispers. "Someone is coming."

We all turn in the direction where we can now all hear footsteps and small branches snapping. There are no real places to hide, and before we decide on an action, the first group of humans - the one lead by the grey-haired man called O'Neill - is upon us.

"Stop! Who are you? What are you doing here?" O'Neill demands.

Rosha and I debate for a moment whether to simply shoot them with our zat'nik'tels, but we decide that would destroy the chance that they will provide a diversion - they would think themselves discovered. Perhaps it is better to tell them some story and try to get them to cooperate.

"We could ask the same of you." Rosha says.

"I am Colonel Jack O'Neill of the US Air Force. I repeat, who are you?"

"I am Rosha Jolinar, and I am the leader of this group." Rosha says cautiously.

"And what are your group?" O'Neill asks.

"We...are here to remove an individual from inside the compound." Rosha tells him.

O'Neill nods, relaxing. "So you've got someone in there you'd like to rescue. A friend or sibling, probably, since none of you are old enough to have kids that have even started school yet! Well, lots of people here to save someone."

"Is that a way inside you have found?" One of the others - Ferretti, I think they called him - says.

"Yes." Rosha confirms.

"Colonel - maybe we should work together." Ferretti says.

"We're not involving civilians." O'Neill says.

"I assure you, we are well trained for a mission such as this." Martouf suddenly says.

"Really, son?" O'Neill raises an eyebrow. "Listen, I'm glad you've found us a way inside, but this is a job for professionals. We'll free your friend too, if you tell us his name."

"Why do we not work together, as your associate suggested?" Rosha says, ignoring the various insults. "As well armed as Seth's people are, a direct assault will not work, and this entrance is sure to be guarded as well."

"What are you suggesting?" O'Neill asks.

"Your group make a diversion, and we go inside this way. They will not expect an attack from this secret entrance as well."

O'Neill nods slowly. "Agreed, but some of us will go with you."

Rosha and I debate it for a moment, then she nods. There is clearly no other solution they will accept. "That is acceptable."

It is dark now, around two hours before midnight. It seems quiet inside the compound. We have gone down through the entrance we found, and are standing at the bottom, waiting for the signal to go further.

With us are the humans O'Neill and Kawalsky.

Martouf takes out his zat'nik'tel and so does Korra. O'Neill look skeptically at the weapons. "Where did you get those? They look like they are the same that Seth's people have!"

"We are not allied with them, so you need not worry about betrayal." Rosha assures him.

"They are...an invention made by a family member of mine." Whilan says.

That is true, actually! Whilan is a former Goa'uld, like Jolinar, and Apophis's scientist Sef'lar who invented the zat'nik'tel was spawned by the same queen as Whilan, just millennia earlier.

"Seth stole them? How do they work?" O'Neill asks, interested.

"They are...a kind of stun weapon..." Whilan says.

"Non-lethal? That's really nice!" Kawalsky says.

"It is certainly useful, but they are only non-lethal if you fire once. Hitting them twice with a short time in between, will kill them." Martouf warns. "Usually."

"How does that work?" O'Neill asks.

At that point O'Neill's 'radio' crackles, and he answers it, so we do not have to tell them the workings of any of our technology, which is probably for the best. It might make them suspicious, and it could be dangerous for them too, playing around with technology they are not ready to use yet.

We get the go ahead to sneak closer, as the explosions that is the diversion will be going off in a few moments.

Sam POV

Alesha keeps walking further into the now dark night, giggling as she follows the fence into the compound of the cult leader Seth. We haven't seen any guards yet, and she seems intent on continuing until she finds some.

Daniel and I are trailing her, trying to keep up with her. She is clearly in better shape than either of us, and walks pretty fast, even drunk. She is starting to slow down, though, and are walking even more unstable. She has a bottle with her, which she is drinking from now and then.

All of a sudden we hear a large explosion, and moments later the area is swarming with armed guards, all dressed in identical white outfits of some kind. This is not good!

Before we have time to do anything, we are captured - well, Daniel and I are. I don't know where Alesha is, but I suspect she has fallen over in a bush, when the alcohol caught up with her.

The guards does not listen to our pleas or assurances that we are innocent, and that we were merely out walking. They shoot us with something that sends out blue beams of light and hurts when it hits. All becomes dark and we pass out.

Jack POV

When we hear the explosions, the strange people we are accompanying tells us to stand in the middle of some circles in the ground. They press the buttons on a control device on the wall, and join us quickly. Before I can ask, rings jump up all around us, and a strong white light blocks out everything.

"What the..." I exclaim, but then we are suddenly in another room. "What is going on here!" I demand.

"Quiet!" the young man that has been introduced as Martouf Lantash says.

They all have really weird names. And now there is weird tech too. What is this?

We go through some corridors, and soon meet some of Seth's followers, dressed in identical white outfits. Our new friends does not hesitate, but shoots them immediately with the ray guns.

We come to a room where there are more of the ray guns, and Kawalsky and I grab one each, despite Rosha insisting the tech is too dangerous for us!

Then suddenly a man whom I recognize from the pictures as 'Seth' appears, protected by several of his followers. A really weird thing happens - his eyes glow strongly white! Then he speaks, and that is even weirder.

"Who are you who dare come here?" He raises his hand with some sort of jewelry on, and a crystal in the middle glows.

"Seth!" Rosha spits.

We all fire at him and his followers, but they protect him. Suddenly there is an explosion of white light - a grenade of some kind has gone off - and we black out.

Sam POV

Daniel and I wake up in a cell together with six other people whom we don't know. "Where are we?" I ask.

"Imprisoned by Seth." a young woman tells me.

"I'm Samantha Carter. Who are you guys?"

"I'm Colonel Jack O'Neill - that is Major Charles Kawalsky." A grey-haired man says, pointing. "We're here to free a friend. So are they." He points again at the other people - a woman and three men, all dressed in camouflage clothes, just like the two military people.

"I am Rosha Jolinar." the young woman says.

"And I am Seram Korra." He inclines his head.

I nod at them, and look at the two others.

"Joki Whilan." The man points at himself.

"Martouf Lantash." The young man give me a charming smile. I am struck by how handsome he is.

"Uh, and I'm Daniel Jackson. Doctor Daniel Jackson."

"I'm a Doctor too. Of Astrophysics." I say, feeling stupid. What does it matter?

"Archaeology." Daniel says.

We all turn to look as the door to the room before the cell opens. In comes the man that is apparently the cult leader.

"Fools! You have dared attack the great Lord Seth!" He flashes his eyes! So it was not something I just thought I remembered seeing. He turns to glare at Rosha Jolinar and the three men with her. "Since you are here yourself, four of you, I am going to assume you are not ashraks, and not even Goa'uld, but Tok'ra! You will regret coming here!"

Suddenly Rosha's eyes flash too, and then her voice becomes weird like that of Seth's!

"The days of the Goa'uld System Lords are numbered!"

"Tok'ra!" Seth spits. "The humans are your slaves, I assume?"

"Hey! We're not slaves!" O'Neill says.

"If you think Tok'ra have slaves, then you know nothing of us!" Rosha says, calm hatred in her voice.

"We're working together! Whatever...they are. And you." O'Neill shakes his head.

"Aliens?" I ask, shaking my head at myself.

"Of course! You're the proof I have been looking for! That aliens built the pyramids as landing platforms for their ships!" Daniel exclaims.

"They're not aliens! They look human!" Kawalsky says, hesitantly.

"Quiet! You will tell me all you know, and then you will die - unless you wish to become my servants. The human female interests me!" Seth says, looking at me with lust in his eyes.

"You will leave her alone!" Rosha insists.

Seth motions to his slaves. "Take the female Tok'ra and bring her. I will torture her first. Take the human female and have her washed and prepared for me."

Seth turns to leave, while his servants opens the cell door and pulls out Rosha. She looks at them coldly.

"No!" Martouf shouts, desperation in his voice. "Take me instead!"

"No, my love." Rosha tells him, love in eyes. "Do not fear."

Seth turns and laughs. "She is correct. It will be your turn next!"

They haul her off, while her... lover? is left behind, looking heartbroken. The followers grab me too, and takes me somewhere else, to my own terrible fate no doubt. I think briefly about all of this. What are these people? Seth? Rosha? The three men with Rosha?

Jack POV

"All right. Time for some truth. What is Seth - and who are you guys? Don't try saying you're here to free a friend. I'm not stupid."

"They're aliens." Daniel says.

"As crazy as that sounds, it's a better explanation than many." I look hard at the three men that is Rosha's people.

"You are mistaken." Korra says.

"What does it matter?" Martouf says. "Seth took my Rosha and Jolinar! He is going to torture them to death!"

"I am sorry, Martouf." Korra says, putting an arm on the young man's shoulder.

"Okay, I want to hear the truth, and I want it now!" I demand.

Martouf looks up at me with an expression of sadness and fury. "You want to hear the truth?" He looks to Korra and Whilan. "We should tell them. Then they would at least know what happens to them! Seth will kill us all anyway - if we are lucky. The humans will probably not be so lucky. They will be brainwashed and made to serve Seth! The female, Samantha Carter, will be his sex slave!"

"What? Listen, son, I have no intention of letting any of that happen, but if you have any information about Seth, you should tell us!" I insist.

Korra nods slowly, as does Whilan.

Martouf sighs. "Very well. I will explain. Your guesses are not wrong. Seth is an alien - and so are we."

That begins a story that only becomes stranger - but which also, strangely, makes more sense than anything else I have heard here recently.

Sam POV

I wake up and find myself in a room surrounded by other women. My head feels strangely...unclear, but otherwise I am fine. I feel happy.

"Come, Samantha. You must bathe." One of the women say.

"Bathe?" I ask.

"Yes. Seth wishes to honour you by mounting you when he has finished punishing the unbelievers. You must be clean then."

I nod. That makes sense. "Of course."

I remove my clothing and follow the women to the bath. They help me bathe, and then give me a clean white gown to wear. It is long, but thin, covering little. I have a vague memory that I would not wear such clothing, but now it feels right. I am to be Seth's woman! It makes me happy to think of. I want nothing more than to pleasure Seth. The only thing that worries me is my inexperience. What if he will not feel I can please him properly?

"Come, you should rest until it is time."

I nod, then ask, anxiously. "Will Seth like me? I have not been with a man before, and knows nothing of how to please him."

The other women giggle. "Seth will be pleased, do not worry. He is a god, and takes what he wants. He does not expect you to do anything. If he want that, you will be trained."

I nod again, feeling relieved. "Seth will not be angry. That is good. I want nothing more than to please Seth."

"Of course. That is the only wish we all have."

Jack POV

After about two hours - during which Martouf and the other... 'Tok'ra' tell us the strangest story I have ever heard - Seth's servants return, carrying Rosha between them. She is bloody and seems to be unconscious.

"Jolinar!" Martouf jumps up, and as soon as the door opens he launches himself at the servants. They have not expected his attack, and he managed to get one of the rayguns away from one of them. One of the other fires at him immediately, and he falls, but the weapon Martouf has taken falls, and I grab it.

As I shoot at the servants, Korra, Kawalsky, and Whilan attack the enemy too. Surprisingly, we succeed, and when moments later others come called by the noise, we have weapons and shoot them.

When it is calm again, Martouf is unconscious but waking on the floor, and Rosha is unconscious, possibly dead. Aside from the torture she was also hit hard accidentally during the fight.

Korra check on Rosha.

"How is she?" I ask, worried. I have learned that these people are probably trustworthy, even if they are aliens.

"Bad. I do not believe she will make it." He looks towards Martouf, who heard him.

"No!" Martouf gets up and staggers to her. "Jolinar! Rosha!" He collapses against them.

I look at him, feeling sad. "We need to move."

"We must find Sam." Daniel says.

"Sam?" Korra asks.

"Samantha Carter."

"Yeah, we'll try." I say.

Behind me Martouf picks up Rosha, and they and Kawalsky follow. Carrying Rosha around will be a liability, but I can't really ask Martouf to leave behind his mortally wounded wife, can I?

"We should attempt to find a healing device." Martouf says, his voice now the strange distorted one Rosha used before. Martouf's symbiote is speaking, I know.

"Lantash...I am not sure that will be enough to save her..." Korra says.

"We will try!" Lantash insists hotly.

"Be quiet!" I tell them.

"Sam is in here." Daniel says, having opened a door.

I look inside, and she is sleeping on the bed. "Samantha Carter!" I call out.

"She may have become brainwashed. Shooting her with the zat'nik'tel will cure her." Korra insists.

Just then Samantha Carter wakes up and sees us. "Come on, Samantha Carter!"

She stares at us. "No! I am waiting for my Lord Seth! He will honour me with his seed!"

"Definitely brainwashed!" I grimace and shoots her before she can shout and call attention to us. "Someone take her with us. We are leaving!"

Korra picks her up and follows us.

"Damn!" I swear. "Those white pyjamas-monkeys are everywhere! How many followers has this Seth?" I slam the door and shut the latch. They can't get in here, but we also can't get out - unless we can get the door at the other end of the room open, and it is locked.

"Unknown." Korra says. "Samantha Carter is waking up."

"Let's hope it is her, and that she isn't brainwashed." Daniel says.

"She will have been cured of the nishta when she was shot by the zat'nik'tel." Korra insists. "As for the other...I doubt Seth has any symbiotes available for implantation, and in any case we would have sensed it if she had one."

"What!?" I say, almost forgetting the damn brainwashees outside the door. "Oh!" I realize, remembering they had told us about symbiotes and Goa'uld - and Tok'ra. I grimace. "Good." They can sense each other? Creepy - and useful. As well as dangerous.

"Yes." Korra says. "It is good she is not Goa'uld." He lets Sam down on the floor and help her to sit. She is still groggy.

Looking around, I watch as Martouf - or Lantash, I have no idea - gently lowers his injured wife or whatever to the ground. He does look like he love her and is genuinely devastated what has happened to her. I do feel sorry for him. I can't imagine how I would feel if it was Sara, if she was dying. I shudder.

"How is she?" I ask.

"No better." Martouf says sadly, apparently he has taken over control of their body again. It's weird and takes some getting used to.

"Is there anything we can do?" Daniel asks.

Martouf slowly shakes his head. "No. Jolinar is trying to heal them, but their injuries are too severe." He hits a fist against a table. "I will kill Seth!" He suddenly frowns. "There is a way to save Jolinar. If one of you will be her host."

"Host? Ah...no. No thank you!" Daniel says quickly.

"Don't look at me!" I say. "Besides, isn't she female? I mean, she's your wife, you wouldn't want her to have me as host!"

"It would not be my first choice, no." Martouf smiles a little sadly. "Still, she would be alive...and she would leave you if you wanted, when another host had been found." He looks at Samantha Carter. "What about you?"

"Huh?" She looks up, clearly still affected by being shot by the raygun. "What about me?"

"Would you agree to be Jolinar's host? Temporary." Martouf asks, getting a desperate expression as his wife starts coughing. He turns to her quickly and lift her up a little so she can breathe easier. Blood trickles from her mouth.

Rosha's eyes flash. "Martouf. Beloved... please, I..."

"Shh. Jolinar. Do not use your energy for speaking. Save your energy, beloved." He strokes her chin, a look of adoration and despair on his face.

Sam POV

My head is slowly clearing. I remember behaving like an idiot! How could I say those things? I don't want to 'service' Seth! I must have been brainwashed!

Wait...the weird distorted voice...I remember Seth using that too, but now it is Rosha speaking like that? But I think she did before... I forget about it as I realize she is very badly injured. "What happened?" Then I remember. "Right. Seth was taking her to be tortured."

"Yes." Korra says.

"Will she be okay? All right?" I ask, stupidly. It doesn't look that way.

Martouf turns in my direction, his eyes flashing. He wipes a tear from his cheek. "No, she will not be all right! She lost consciousness again, and I very much fear she will never regain it! She is dying! My Rosha cannot be saved, and the only thing that will save my Jolinar is a new host. Quickly! Will you be that host?"

"Uh...host?" I ask, not understanding. Why is he speaking like this? Like Seth? Like Rosha? Why is he talking about her like she is two people?

"If you won't, then leave me alone!"

"They're... two people. Kind of." Daniel explains. "A symbiotic lifeform in a host." He looks to Korra. "Right?"

"Yes. Right now Lantash is in control of the body he shares with Martouf." Korra explains.

"You're aliens!" I realize. "You're actually aliens!"

"Yes. They're aliens. Now can we focus on getting out of here?" Jack O'Neill suddenly say, irritated.

"What did you mean by asking if I will be a host?" I ask Martouf. No, Lantash.

"Jolinar cannot heal Rosha, so she needs a new host to live. You can save her by being that host. She will leave you when she finds another host - if you don't want to remain her host." Lantash says, focusing on Jolinar as he speaks. He leans down and kisses her cheek.

"What about you? And me, I mean... she's your..."

"Mate. Yes. As you would be. If you wanted to."

I swallow. This is a bit much! His mate? I would be a host. To an alien. And...married to another alien. Two other aliens. Or maybe a human and an alien. And a short while ago I was saved from being raped by yet another alien. What is going on with my life? I wanted excitment when I lived in Washington, and I hoped things would get better moving, but this is crazy!

"I...can't make such a decision just like that! I mean, I don't know you. Any of you. And you wouldn't even be staying on Earth, would you?"

"We would not." Lantash admits. "We are part of an illegal underground resistance, and our dedication to it will never waver."

"I can't believe you're even considering becoming a host!" Daniel stares at me in shock.

I can understand him. It sounds insane, and I'm not sure I'd do it... but then, if I don't, Jolinar will die with her host. I don't like letting her die if I can save her - and Martouf... and Lantash - they're very attractive. I wouldn't mind kissing them - or sleeping with them. In fact, I'd like that a lot.

Even so, I don't think I want it enough to do something like this! Also, going offworld and becoming a rebel isn't really me. As tempting as travelling to other worlds sounds, and it does sound very tempting.

"I...need to think about it." I confess.

"Don't think too long." Lantash says curtly.

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