SUMMARY: SG1 goes to a planet ruled by felines

Authors notes: Once again, I'd like to thank Chrisbod for her much needed help. She takes my ideas, and shows me how to turn them into something better, and for that I thank her.

Sg1 gathered in the briefing room, looking much rejuvenated after a weekend of rest. After having gone quite literally, to hell, it had not taken General Hammond much to agree to a weekend off. He had not been surprised by the bedraggled appearance of his premier team when they had arrived home after their rescue mission. It was an all too common occurrence to receive his team home in less than perfect shape. This time had been no exception. Nor was it an exception that they had been successful in their efforts. They had gone in to save Jacob Carter, Samantha Carter's father, and Tok'ra liaison. He had been in pretty poor shape when they found him, but thanks to the medicines that the Tok'ra had supplied, he was doing much better. He and Colonel O'Neill had spent the night in the infirmary, and a debriefing had been held there. The Colonel had received a staff blast to the thigh. It had self cauterised, and while painful, would heal with time. Doctor Fraiser had given him strong doses of intravenous antibiotics to prevent infection and sent him home with stern orders to keep weight off the leg, and to rest. They had all experienced a rough time, and needed a break. Unfortunately, when you worked for the SGC, one weekend was as much a break as the team ever received.

As they sat around the table awaiting General Hammond, the team talked about their weekend. Sam had gone away with her father for the weekend. In deference to his weakened state, she had booked them a room at a nearby spa. There they had spent the weekend in hot tubs and under the skilful hands of the masseuse. They also indulged in the wonderful cuisine. Both had come back to the SGC looking refreshed and healthy. Jacob had gone through the gate that morning with promises to return soon.

Daniel had spent the same time with Teal'c at Jack's house. The two ostensibly there to watch the hockey play-offs with Jack, but in reality to keep him off his feet and healing. They knew their friend was less that diligent in taking care of himself. Jack's idea of a balanced diet was a bag of bacon and cheese puffs to go with his beer. As it turned out though, Daniel had had an unexpectedly good time. It had been a while since Sha're's death, but it was the first time he had allowed himself the luxury of having fun. While he really didn't understand the game, he had enjoyed his weekend. Jack had been in an exceptionally good mood, especially considering that his leg was in considerable discomfort. It turns out that having ones favourite team win a playoff series can put a person in a great state of mind. Teal'c had seemed to relax as well. While not on the planet with them, he had borne the burden of figuring out how to save them, which he had pulled off with his usual aplomb. As Daniel looked at his team-mates from the kitchen, he realised that he was happy for the first time in a while. They had done a good job, and now he was here with two men whom he greatly admired. He realised now too, that the feeling was mutual. Having lived the life of an outcast, he was enjoying the warmth of acceptance.

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The chatter stopped as the General entered the room. The team all stood, albeit Jack moved somewhat stiffly. Hammond gave them an absent wave to sit. He sat in his customary place at the head of the table, and placed a folder in front of him. He gave a warm smile as he looked around at his favourite team. He had spent the weekend shaking his head as he mentally recounted the team's version of the last mission. Once again they had beaten all odds, and he was more than impressed.

"Okay people" Hammond said to open the meeting. "I'm glad to see you all looking rested. Colonel, how is the leg?"

Jack looked down at it as he responded. "Good as new General". Under his breath he muttered "Almost".

Hammond nodded absently. "Glad to hear it. I understand that Doctor Fraiser has cleared you for light duty".

"Yes Sir". Jack couldn't help but grin. He knew that the General had something in mind, and had circumvented the good Doctor by calling whatever the next mission was, light. He wasn't worried though. To Jack, the purest form of torture was incapacitation, and he was more than willing to go off-world.

"Well then, I have a new mission for you. The MALP was sent through to this planet yesterday. The address came up from the random file that you created Major Carter". Hammond looked over at Sam as he said this. She nodded her agreement, and he continued. "All readings indicate a temperate climate, with nothing else of note. It appears to be uninhabited. I want you to scout it out, and find out what, if anything it has to offer us. Take note of any scientific or military applications that we can use. Any questions?"

None of the four could think of anything, so the General dismissed them. They walked down the hall, at a slower than usual pace to compensate for the Colonel's awkward gait, and headed to the gateroom. On the way there they made a quick detour to the infirmary. While there, Jack got some more painkillers for his leg, and Daniel got some more antihistamines for his allergies. Not knowing what they might find on the planet, Daniel decided to take some of the medication before leaving. With a short lecture to Jack on taking care of his leg, Janet wished them well. She also said a quick prayer to herself for them to return safely. She was getting tired of putting them back together, although they had provided her with more medical challenges than she could have ever imagined.

Twenty minutes later the Gate activated, and with a quick wave to the General, the team walked through to see what they could find this time.

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Jack emerged first, although only scant seconds before the rest of his team. In that short time though, he had already gone into military mode. He had his weapon at the ready, and was scanning the terrain for any possible problems. The area was comprised of a series of small and large dunes. There was little vegetation present. Most of what he could see was cacti and scrub.

"Well, at least there aren't any trees" Jack muttered to himself. By now the others had arrived and got their bearings. He and the rest of the team fanned out and checked the immediate area. After a few minutes, it became apparent that they were in no imminent danger. The team regrouped and discussed their course of action.

"Colonel, I see no signs of life. The area seems completely undisturbed. It doesn't seem as though the Gate had been used in a long time". Carter continued to scan the area as she reported.

"I concur with Major Carter" Teal'c added. "I do not detect anything in the immediate vicinity".

"Right. Idea's then?" One of the things that made Jack such a good leader was his ability to draw from the talents of his team-mates, instead of just calling out orders.

"Well, I see us as having two choices. We either split up to cover more area, or we stay together and figure out which way looks most promising". Daniel was glad he had taken the antihistamines before coming here. The dust from the arid ground seemed to be targeting him.

"For now then, I say that we stay together. We can always split up later if it seems warranted". Jack turned in a slow 360 sweep. Finally he targeted an area to his left, that seemed to have the most level terrain. "All right campers, let's move out". Limping slightly, he shifted his pack and started out, his three team-mates in tow.

Even with Jack's sore leg, they made good progress. He was not about to admit to the discomfort, and hinder the team. During the course of their march, they had not encountered any life. Off in the distance, they had spotted what appeared to be the remains of an old building. Teal'c left to investigate, while the rest of the team paused for a quick break. Upon his return, Teal'c reported nothing of note, so they pushed on, quickly leaving the building behind.

When Jack finally called a halt, they had covered some six miles, and night was falling. Teal'c went to collect some firewood. While the day had been hot, the night air was fast cooling off. Wood had not been plentiful, but there was enough dry material around that would burn. Jack and Sam started to pitch the tents, and Daniel set out the supplies for their supper. They had found through previous experience that Daniel was the only one who could heat their rations and actually have them taste somewhat like food. The others couldn't seem to keep the flavour of charcoal out of the food. Within half an hour, the team was sitting in front of a crackling fire and eating their dinner. As they ate, they discussed their plan for the following day.

"I say, we go another ten miles. If we find nothing, then we split into teams of two and fan out in a return pattern. Sound good?" Jack asked. As he spoke, he stretched his right leg out, wincing as it slowly relaxed from the days walk.

Carter caught the pained look. "That sounds like a plan Colonel. How's the leg?"

Jack tossed out the standard dismissive reply that he used in these situations. "Peachy. Never better. Now , who wants first watch?"

Daniel spoke up first.

Sam called seconds.

"Well Teal'c old buddy, that leaves just you and me. I'll take third and you get the morning shift. Don't forget to put the coffee on though, okay". It had become somewhat of a running joke with the team. While Teal'c had not acquired a taste for coffee, he seemed to have developed quite a knack for making it. Of all of them, he made the best tasting brew.

"I will not forget O'Neill. If I am to take the last shift, then I believe that I will turn in now". With that, Teal'c disappeared into his tent.

Sam agreed. "I think I will as well. Goodnight Daniel, Colonel. Oh, and Colonel?" Sam paused as Jack looked her way, "Don't forget to elevate that leg". With a quick grin, she darted into her tent, ducking as Jack threw his jacket at her.

"She's right Jack", Daniel said.

"Yeah, yeah. Not you too, Daniel. I told you, it's fine. Janet wouldn't let me be here if it wasn't".

"I don't think she knew that you were going to push us into a marathon though. I think her idea of light duty was a little different". Daniel grinned at the expression on Jack's face, as he contemplated the diminutive doctor's reaction to the hike he had embarked on.

"I do believe you're right Danny, so let's not tell her okay? Anyway, I'm gonna hit the hay. You'll be alright out here?" Jack watched for the nod he knew would be coming. When he received it, he headed for bed.

It seemed as though his head had just hit his pillow, when Carter woke him for his shift. "My turn already?"

"Yes Sir" came the reply.

"Anything I need to know about Carter?" he inquired.

"Nothing Sir. It's been nice and quiet".

"Good. Go and get some sleep then. We'll move out after breakfast". With that, Jack pulled on his jacket and moved nearer the fire.

"Good night Sir". Sam slipped into her tent, and Jack was alone.

He studied the night sounds, trying to identify them. He heard the call of the birds, the chirping of insects and the chattering of what he assumed to be ground squirrels. The sounds, set against the crackle of the fire, were soothing, and Jack felt his senses lull. Suddenly, he sat up straight and listened intently, as a strange sound broke him from his reverie. Just as he thought he had imagined it, the sound came again. It was a roar, like that of a huge cat. It was in the distance, but in the direction that the team was headed. Jack was puzzled. He didn't know much about felines, but it seemed to him that the terrain was not conducive to harbouring big cats. The sound did not repeat itself, but Jack kept himself on the alert just in case. As the sun started to rise, he finally went to wake Teal'c. The Jaffa was already rising. Realising that he probably wouldn't sleep again that night, Jack decided to keep the Jaffa company. He sat watching the impressive desert sunrise while Teal'c busied himself around the camp.

As he sipped the coffee that Teal'c presented him, Jack surreptitiously reached into his pocket, and took out one of the pills that Janet had given him. While he wouldn't admit it to the others, his leg was hurting after a day of walking, and he knew that if he was to keep up on today's march, he would need the help. He swallowed the pill, and chased it down with the hot fluid.

Teal'c had noticed Jack's actions, but out of respect for his commanding officer, he said nothing. He knew that Jack was a proud man, who did not like to admit to weakness. The fact that O'Neill was taking any medication told him that the wound was far from healed, despite the assurances to the contrary. He also knew from personal experience how painful a staff wound could be, and O'Neill did not have the benefit of a symbiote to help him heal.

Jack was unaware of Teal'c's scrutiny. He finished his coffee, and reached for more. " Teal'c, do you know much about cats?"

"If you mean the small furred animals that humans like to keep as pets, then no. My only experience came from my brief encounter with Schroedinger". This was a cat that had briefly been in the possession of the then Captain Carter. .

"No, I'm talking about the really big cats, like lions or tigers"

Teal'c looked at Jack. "I do not understand O'Neill. Why do you ask?"

"I heard some growls last night that sounded suspiciously like big cats. They came from some distance away, but it's something to be aware of. Just keep your eyes and ears open, okay Teal'c."

"I always do O'Neill. If I did not, then I would be unable to hear or see".

Jack just looked at his friend, unable to tell if he was joking or not. It seemed as though Teal'c had fun with this humour thing, while still pretending to not understand it.

After the others rose, and ate, camp was broken. The team continued in the same direction as the previous day. The first few hours were uneventful. Early on in the afternoon however, Teal'c spotted some spoor. It appeared to be from a large animal. Shortly after that, they came upon the remains of an animal. The kill was still fresh. All four members of the team checked their weapons, and made sure they had them at the ready. By this time, tracks were appearing in the parched earth. They were prints of a large cat. Another mile up the way, more tracks appeared. They were all cat prints, but of different sizes. Jack called a halt as they came upon a large hill. Climbing to the top, Jack pulled out his binoculars. He scanned the area around him, until his eyes lit on something. There, off to his left, in the distance was another building. It looked as abandoned as the one they had previously passed. As he continued to look, he caught sight of something else. He signalled to the rest of the team, then turned back to look. There appeared to be a small settlement ahead. He guessed it to be about half a mile from the lone structure. The dwelling were made of clay brick, functional, but plain. There were perhaps fifty buildings. They lined both sides of a street, but formed a ring at one end. In the middle of the cul-de-sac there was an unexpected fountain. As Jack watched, a young woman emerged from a building, carrying a child on her hip. She appeared to be human, but Jack wasn't watching her. He was watching the leopard that was walking behind her. The animal did not appear to be on the attack, nor did the woman appear to be upset. The cat just followed her gracefully, as the woman made her way up the street. As Jack surveyed the area more carefully, he was able to make out the shape of many cats, all over the place. They were sitting in windows, laying in the street, and jumping from roof to roof. By this time, the remainder of the team had reached him, and were looking at the scene for themselves.

Daniel noticed the building at the end of the cul-de-sac, behind the fountain. It was much taller, and more ornate than the others. It had two massive front doors, carved with scenes involving cats. The doors were also flanked by two massive statues of Jaguars. "Oh no" he muttered.

"What's wrong Daniel?" Sam asked.

"I'm allergic to cats", came his pained reply. Daniel always felt as though his physical shortcomings, and lack of military training were a source of frustration to the team. The others were always quick to reassure him that this was not the case, but it was something that Daniel had yet to get past.

Jack signalled to the rest to follow him off of the hill. They retreated some distance from the village before stopping. "Comments, suggestions?"

Daniel spoke up. "Many cultures worshipped cats, particularly the Egyptians. In fact, they considered them a sign of good luck. Wealthy households used to keep many cats, and when they took good care of them, they were rewarded for their efforts by the gods. Their homes were kept free from pests and disease carrying rodents. When the Kings and Queens died, their cats were actually killed and mummified so as to follow the owner into the next life. Tombs of the Pharaoh's were found with many such mummies. It wasn't until the dark ages that cats started to become feared, and that was due to their link with witchcraft".

Jack looked confused. "Egyptian......so that means that there are probably Goa'uld here".

"Not necessarily Jack. These people could be transplants from ancient Egypt, or they could be native to this planet and just happen to have a similarity to an Earth culture. Either way, it looks fascinating, and I for one would like to go and get a close look".

Before Jack could answer, a growl came from over his shoulder. Before he could react, a huge shape jumped over his head and landed in the midst of the team. It was a tiger, as big and beautiful as any of them had ever seen. Realising that they could not get to their weapons before the feline reacted, they stood quietly. The huge cat padded around in a circle and took them in with her golden eyes. She appeared to be studying them. She stopped in front of Sam.

Jack could see his second in command tense as the massive head approached her, but to her credit, she did not react. She met the golden gaze fearlessly. That seemed to satisfy the animal, as the cat turned away and moved toward Teal'c.

This time, she seemed to be more intrigued. She moved even closer to the Jaffa. It appeared as though his tattoo was the object of her curiosity. She sniffed at it, and to all watching, it seemed as though she was disdainful of the emblem.

Next she turned to Daniel. He was dreading this, and hoped fervently that the pills he had taken with breakfast would still be effective in this close of proximity to the massive cat. He had the distinct impression that the animal was sizing them up, and he didn't think that a sneezing fit at this point in time would go over well. When the cat finally turned away to face the last member of the team, his relief was overwhelming, and he slowly released the breath that he had been holding.

Jack seemed to hold some sort of fascination for her. She studied him for a while. She walked around him then came to rest on her haunches on the ground in front of him. Jack looked levelly into her eyes, and showed no fear, even when she lifted her great paw and touched his wound. He was surprised at this action, and even more by the weight of that foot, but did not allow this to show. This seemed to satisfy her, and she replaced her paw on the ground and lay down.

Speaking softly, so as not to upset her, Jack looked at the others. "Well, that was weird. Does anyone else get the feeling that she was taking notes?"

No answer was forthcoming as at that moment, a rustle was heard behind Daniel. All eyes turned to see a man approach. He was dressed in robes of tan coloured cloth, and walked with a long staff. His head was also covered in the same cloth, and his beard hung down to touch his chest. His face seemed gruff, but a twinkle in his eye belied that fact. When he spoke, his voice was pleasant, almost musical.

"Greetings travellers. It is not often that we see people here. Did you come through the great circle?"

Caught off guard that the man spoke English, it took a minute for anyone to reply. Daniel came to his senses first. "Greetings to you as well. I'm Daniel Jackson". Daniel pointed to the others in turn. "This is Samantha Carter, Teal'c and Jack O'Neill. We are peaceful explorers from the planet Earth, and to answer your question, yes, we did come through the great circle".

The man glanced over at the cat. She came to sit at his feet and appeared to nod as he looked questioningly at her. He looked over at the team. "You speak the truth. I see that you carry weapons, but that you do not care to use them. Why?"

At this, Teal'c stepped forward. "We carry weapons for protection. We have encountered beings on our journeys through the Stargate that have wished to do us harm".

Behind them Jack snorted.

The man looked past Teal'c to him. "I see the truth of that. You carry an injury from these people?"

A little uncomfortable that the man had this knowledge, Jack spoke up. "Um, yeah. It's nothing. Just a scratch, but how did you know?"

"Teaka told me".

At Jack's confused expression the man apologised.

"Forgive my manners. I am Tiata, and this is my companion Teaka. She studied you and told me of her findings".

Now Jack looked really confused. "Excuse me. She told you? Do you mind my asking how?"

Now it was Tiata's turn to look confused. "Do you not have felines on your world?"

Daniel answered. "Well yes, although tigers are rare, and wild, and are not usually thought of as companions to humans".

Tiata thought about this for a moment before replying. " That is a shame. We talk with these cats. They are our friends and guardians. We hear what they think, as they hear us. They have always been here. When we came, they protected us. They showed us to this place, and taught us the ways. Now, enough of this. You will please come with us. We will take you to the village where you will be cared for". With that, Tiata turned and walked away, the tiger shadowing him.

The others turned to Jack. "You heard the man, let's go".

The team followed the man into town. As they walked past the first few buildings, they were aware of being watched, by a multitude of eyes. They spotted all different species of felines. Never before would they have imagined such a varied collection of cats together. They passed leopards, cheetahs, ocelots, servals, lions, panthers, lynx and of course, there was the tiger that they followed. There were also a number of other species that none of them recognised.

Sam turned to Jack. "Captain Jones would have a field day here Sir". She referred to the zoologist from SG 11 that had been brought on board to study the various fauna that the teams had uncovered on a variety of planets.

"No kidding Carter". He could just imagine the expression on the Captain's face when she heard about this. It would be a treasure trove to an animal lover like her. "I wonder where they keep all the kitty litter?". Jack was unable to hold back the sarcasm. While he liked house cats to a certain extent, this was pushing it a little for him. He was also aware that his leg was throbbing, and he was feeling damn uncomfortable being stared at by creatures who would just as soon eat him.

Sam turned to flash Jack an uneasy grin. She too was a little less than comfortable with this.

Tiata led them to the building that Daniel had noticed earlier. As they approached the massive doors, they took in the relief work carved there. It was exquisite in detail, and seemed to tell a story. Before they had a chance to really look at it though, their guide opened the doors and led them through. They entered into a hall. It was several stories tall, and the size of a small auditorium. At the far end, there appeared to be a shrine, although it was too far away to see clearly. What was obvious was the massive golden throne that dominated it. What they could see around them however, was breathtaking. Everywhere they looked were carvings of cats. The images were so lifelike, that they almost seemed to breath. All types of cats, in all shapes and sizes were depicted. The materials ranged from what seemed to be obsidian, to marble, to sandstone. Eyes were made of citrines, peridot and precious emeralds.

The four friends had no more time to study the scenery however, as Tiata led them from the main hall to a side room. It was much smaller than the great hall, but very beautiful. Tapestries hung from the ceiling and the walls. The floor was covered by huge cushions, in vivid colours. Four enormous statues of cats graced the four corners of the room. The eyes appeared to be watching the team. Tiata indicated for the team to sit. Jack shrugged off his pack and sat down on a cushion gratefully. His leg was feeling the hours of hiking they had done this morning.

"Please my friends, make yourselves comfortable. I shall be back momentarily". With that, Tiata gave a brief bow, then turned and exited the room, leaving Teaka to stand as a silent guard. She watched as the remainder of the team followed Jack's example, dropping their packs and sitting near their leader.

As promised, Tiata returned quickly, followed closely by a young woman. She was garbed in a beautiful costume. Golden chains draped across her forehead, with a large cat's eye gem hanging between her brows. A silk veil covered the lower half of her face. She wore a bandeau of multiple coloured silks, and her skirt was a series of jewel coloured veils, joined by a silken rope around her waist. On her feet she wore delicate sandals. In her hands she carried a tray, heavily laden with fruits, cheeses and goblets. On her head she had a pitcher of water balanced with great care. She came into the room, silently and gracefully. Tiata reached behind a tapestry and brought out a small table. He set it near the team and the girl lowered the tray onto it. She then reached up and retrieved the pitcher. She sat it down alongside the tray, turned to the group and bowed, then left as quietly as she had arrived.

Tiata turned to the watching group. "Please, eat, drink and rest. I shall go and inform Shak'ar, that you are here. I'm sure that he will wish to speak to you. In the meantime, enjoy. I will have some water sent in so that you might freshen up". He gave a quick bow, then turned and left the room, followed by Teaka this time.

Jack waited a minute, then got up painfully and went to the tray. "I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm hungry". He proceeded to pick out a small piece of fruit that resembled a grape. "This is delicious. It tastes like a peach. You should try this".

Teal'c looked at Jack with concern. "Should we not avoid eating the indigenous food O'Neill. We have no way of knowing if it is safe".

"Well Teal'c, the way I figure it" Jack paused to take another bite, "if they wanted us dead, we'd be hamburger by now".

Sam threw Jack an annoyed glance as he smirked at Teal'c's bewildered expression. She then gave in and tried a piece of the fruit that Jack was so enjoying. Soon, all of them were eating and drinking their fill. Even the water had proven to be delicious.

Daniel took the opportunity to swallow down a couple of his antihistamines. As he replaced the bottle in his jacket, he took note of the fact that there was only enough of the medication left for the next day and a half.

True to his word, before the team had finished eating, the door opened again. Four young men entered, followed by four women. The men, clad only in linen panungs, each carried a small stool which they placed against the far wall. The women, clothed in a manner similar to the last girl, each carried a basin which they placed on the stools. Cloths had already been laid over the sides of each basin. The company bowed to the team, then silently exited the room, exhibiting the same grace that seemed to be inherent in this race.

Feeling much better for having eaten and cleaning up, the four friends lounged back on the cushions, and waited for their host. It was not long before Tiata returned.

"I have permission to show you around if you would like. Shak'ar will be pleased to meet with you, but unfortunately, he cannot do that until tomorrow. Until then, I am to extend to you all the hospitality that we can offer. If you will follow me?"

Seeing Jack about to reach for his weapons, Tiata spoke. "You will have no need of those. They will be here when you return, but for now, I ask that they remain".

Jack glanced around him. He caught sight of the others. He knew that they would back his decision. He thought for a moment, then remember the cats he had seen, and knew their weapons would not give them an edge in this case. Without a second look at the others, Jack acquiesced. The four rose and followed Tiata from the room. They had time for only the briefest glance at the incredible hall, before once again returning to the sun. Once outdoors, their guide showed them to the fountain, running a commentary all the while.

"This was created once we arrived on this planet. The cats had no need of lodgings and were able to get water for themselves as needed. Once they saw that we lacked the same ability, they helped us. Together we created all that you see. They brought the water to the surface, and bade us to build the fountain. It is never dry. Unlike the lands around us, we have water enough for our needs. It feeds our orchards as well as our homes".

Sam was caught up in the story. "This is fascinating. This one well is able to provide enough for all of your needs. How did they find water before?"

"That in unknown to us. All that we know has been passed down from father to son. That is not in our history".

At the word history, Daniel perked up. "Are your histories written down?"

"No. As I said, they are passed down from father to son".

Daniel was hard pressed to disguise his disappointment. Still, this culture was fascinating, particularly their close ties with the cats. This was something he had not before encountered, at least not to this level.

Jack, on the other hand, was not as taken with things. This place had a strange feel to it, that made the hair on the back of his neck stand up. "How long have you been here, and how is it that you can communicate with these cats. Are you telepathic, or are they?"

Tiata appeared concerned. "I am afraid that I don't understand what you ask. We have been here for as long as we have been here, and I don't know what you mean by this word 'telepathic" We talk, and the cats answer in our minds. How they hear us, I cannot answer.

Teal'c leaned over to the Colonel. "I do not believe that we will get any answers here O'Neill. I think that we will have to wait until we meet this Shak'ar".

Jack agreed.

They spent the next few hours touring the city. It was unremarkable, with the exception of the felines that seemed more populous that the humans, all of whom were young, and beautiful. Jack could see no elderly people, but refrained from mentioning it. It was unclear who answered to whom. Everywhere they went, they had an animal escort. It seemed as though both species lived in complete harmony. Tiata also showed them the orchards, and the fields where a strange cow/goat hybrid lived. It was from here that they got the milk for the cheeses that the team had enjoyed. Everyone was tired by the time they were led back to their room.

Dinner was brought to them in the same manner as the previous meal had been, and with the exception of missing a cup of coffee, all were satisfied. Daniel chose to take some more of his medication. With the large amount of allergens near him, he was finding his pills to be increasingly ineffective. Jack debated taking a painkiller for his leg, but opted not to. He rationalised that a good night sleep would be the best medicine. It was not long after eating, that the team fell asleep.

Jack was the first to wake. It was still early, judging by the amount of light trickling into the room. He limped over to the door, and listened. All was quiet. He opened it a crack, but immediately closed it as a pair of very large, golden eyes turned to look at him. Seeing that course of action blocked, he chose instead to walk off some of the stiffness in his leg. After walking the perimeter of the room for the tenth time, he was feeling better, and by the time he was on his fifteenth lap, the others were stirring.

The friends ate a breakfast of the same fruits and cheeses. Jack enjoyed the meal once again, but something struck him as odd. "Have you noticed the lack of meat here? Think they might all be vegetarians?"

The others all shook their heads. Sam spoke up. "They do have meat here Sir. Remember those dairy animals we saw. Maybe they are slaughtered as they get too old to produce enough milk".

"Maybe", Jack said thoughtfully. Something just didn't ring true. Cats are by nature carnivores, and he didn't believe that they would sit around waiting for cattle to age.

Tiata arrived to take them to the leader before they could discuss the matter further. Jack still wasn't comfortable though, and made a mental note to look further into the matter. The chance to ask Tiata did not come however, as the meeting was to take place just outside of their room, in the great hall. This time they moved the length of the hall, to the shrine they had seen before in the distance.

A golden chair sat up on the dais, flanked by cats, both statues and real. The throne was empty for the moment, affording the team a chance to look at their surroundings.

Daniel was the most intrigued. On the wall behind the throne, hung a magnificent tapestry. On it was woven a legend in pictograph form. While the others glanced around, he stared at the work, transfixed. He had read only about half of the legend, which thoroughly frightened him, before a gong sounded. Any attempt at communicating his findings was cut off by the arrival of Shak'ar, followed by the most massive lion that any of them had ever seen.

The team was speechless, and only just recovering their bearings by the time Shak'ar was seated, the great cat on his left. The leader was a massive figure. He stood well over six feet tall, and must have weighed at least three hundred pounds, all muscle. Most surprising though, were his features. They were leonine. His eyes were golden, and parted by a furred bridge, leading to a feline nose. Whiskers also graced his face, although his mouth appeared human enough, until he opened it to reveal the fangs inside.

His voice though, was surprisingly soft, with the same melodic quality they had noticed before in Tiata. "Greetings travellers. I hear that you came through the great circle. Which one of you is the leader of your party?"

Jack took a step forward. "Uh, that would be me your excellency?"

Shak'ar smiled, and cocked his head to the side. "Your excellency. I like that. Yes, you may call me that, and what am I to call you?"

"I am Jack O'Neill. This is Samantha Carter, Daniel Jackson and Teal'c", seeing a slight frown starting on the leader's face, he quickly added "Your Excellency".

The frown soothed away. "What is your purpose here?"

Jack took a moment before replying, trying to think of all of the times he had heard Daniel answer that. "We are peaceful explorers from the planet Earth. We explore different worlds trying to find people like us, and to fight against a race of evil creatures known as the Goa'uld". Jack stopped, rather pleased with his efforts.

Shak'ar did not appear to be as pleased. "You are warriors then?"

Sam piped up "Only if we have to be".

Shak'ar did not deign to respond to her. Looking only at Jack he re-asked the question.

Sam bristled, but said nothing.

Jack answered the question, using Sam's words verbatim.

Shak'ar looked thoughtful for a moment, absently stoking the lion's mane. He sat up straighter, and pinned Jack with a searing look from his strange golden eyes. "I would like to confirm your stories, that is, if you have no objections".

Jack matched the stare with his own hardened look, his brown eyes turning almost black. "We have no objections. We told you the truth and have nothing to hide".

Shak'ar grinned ferally. "We shall see. Come forward, all of you".

The team stepped forward as one.

Shak'ar beckoned Tiata to come forward. "Tell them what must be done", he instructed.

Tiata spoke softly, but urgently to the group. "He wishes that the cat should confirm your stories, just as Teaka vouched for you. Do not worry, and do not show fear. He will pick up on that and wonder why it should be there". With that he took Teal'c's arm and moved him directly in front of the lion. As their gazes met, Teal'c felt as though the lion could see into his soul. Apparently what he saw was satisfying, as the gaze was broken, and Teal'c was moved just as gently back into his place.

Sam went through the same procedure, and if she was nervous, it did not show.

Jack went next, followed by Daniel.

Everything went fine, until Tiata approached to lead Daniel away, when the sneeze he had been stifling finally erupted. Shak'ar's expression turned hard. He turned to the lion beside him who erupted into motion. His great paw raised and caught Daniel on the side of the head. Just as Daniel was about to fall from the dais, Jack rushed up and caught him, setting him gently on the ground. He turned in fury to the man on the throne.

"What was that for?" he raged. "Daniel sneezed from his allergies. He wasn't attacking!"

Shak'ar just turned his slightly amused gaze back to the lion. Quicker than thought, Jack was on the receiving end of four huge, unsheathed claws which raked deeply across his chest, and sent him flying, to land in a heap. As he tried to raise himself up, grimacing in pain, Shak'ar turned back to him. "Know this human. If I wanted your friend dead, he would be by now. You would do well to learn this".

Sam rushed to Jack's side to help him up, while Teal'c went to Daniel, who was out cold.

Shak'ar spoke to Tiata, who looked on in horror. "Take them back to their quarters. Leave water, but take them no food. I will wish to see them again". At that, he clapped his hands in a dismissive way, and Tiata left the dais to tend to the team.

Teal'c gently lifted the unconscious archaeologist into his broad arms, while Tiata and Sam helped Jack to rise. Slowly they made their way from the hall to their room, under the watchful eye of Shak'ar, and his beast.

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Teal'c lay Daniel down on some pillows, and grabbed a cloth and a basin. The side of the man's head was badly bruised, but the skin was not broken. Teal'c lifted Daniel's eyelid, and was relieved to see the pupil underneath respond normally. It appeared that Daniel would most likely suffer from a bad headache, but nothing more. Having laid a cold, wet cloth on the bruising, Teal'c left his friend to go and help Sam with Jack.

Jack was sitting up, in obvious pain. The scratches had really hurt, but so did his leg. He had landed on it badly, and it was sounding a protest. Sam helped him to lift his t-shirt over his head, apologising for hurting him as he hissed in pain at the movement. Tiata brought a bowl of water over to help clean the wounds.

Sam caught her breath at the damage, while even Teal'c flinched. There were four parallel scratches. Each ran about eight inches long, and all were about an inch deep. They were also bleeding rather profusely. Sam grabbed the wet cloth from Tiata and started to clean the wounds as best as she could. She knew from having a cat as a child, how quickly the scratches could become infected.

Teal'c approached. He checked Jack's pulse. He could tell from the clamminess of Jack's skin, and the paleness of his face, that his friend was in danger of passing out due to shock. He turned to Sam. "We have to stitch up those wounds, before he loses too much more blood".

Sam herself paled at the thought. "I don't know if I can do that Teal'c", she said, her voice not much more than a whisper. All of the team members had first aid training, and had patched up each other's injuries on numerous occasions. This was something though that she didn't know if she could do. Bandages were one thing, but the thought of piercing someone's skin with a needle and thread shook her up.

"I will do the necessary work Major Carter, if you will assist me". Teal'c looked at her with his steady expression, which immediately helped to calm her down. He had seen this type of reaction before. It was not an unusual one. He took a deep breath to ready himself. This would not be the first time he was called upon to deliver such aid. As First Prime of Apophis, he had been in a number of fights, which had led to giving immediate battlefield assistance.

"Of course Teal'c. What do you need?

"We carry first aid kits. I believe that you also carry a sewing kit in your pack. I shall need both".

Sam was quick to fetch both, and caught on to Teal'c's thought immediately. Without waiting for him to ask, she poured some disinfectant onto the needle and thread.

As he took them from her, and deftly threaded the needle, Teal'c asked her to administer the morphine that they carried in their kits. Each kit contained several doses. She carefully measured out a dose, and carried it over to Jack.

Through this, Jack had sat quietly and watched their actions. He had been forced to do a self stitch job once, a memory that he did not cherish. He also knew that this had to be done. Seeing that Teal'c was ready, Sam looked to Jack for permission. At his nod, she gave the injection in his uninjured leg, and sat with him for a minute while the drug took effect. Slowly she could see a glaze come over his eyes, and knew it was starting to work.

Sam helped Jack to lay down. As Teal'c started the first stitch, she looked away. While he was working as fast as he could, Teal'c was finding the job difficult. The blood was still flowing quickly, hindering his work.

To help distract himself, Jack asked about Daniel. Teal'c answered that he believed him to be okay, and that it was just a matter of time before the younger man awoke.

Jack was starting to feel cold. He knew it was due to blood loss. A feeling of lethargy crept over him. He wasn't ready to give in, so he continued to ask questions instead. "So what the hell was that all about anyway? I mean, just because Daniel sneezed? Doesn't anyone here have allergies?" Jacks head was starting to spin, and before he could hear if an answer was forthcoming, he passed out.

Realising that his friend couldn't feel the work being done any longer, Teal'c was able to work more effectively. Soon all four gashes were closed. While they were still seeping blood, it was nothing compared to the flow only moments before. Disinfectant was poured over the wounds, then they were bound. Unwilling to jostle Jack around, they left his shirt off, and laid his jacket over him to keep him warm. Teal'c sat back and took a deep breath. As much as he knew the work had to be done, he had not enjoyed hurting his friend.

Sam sympathised, and left to give Teal'c his space. With her own emotions in chaos, she went to check on Daniel. He was still unconscious. She sat down beside him and tried to gain some control. Tiata moved to sit near her.

"I am sorry about your friends. I did not wish to see them hurt".

Sam looked him in the eye, trying to detect a lie. He appeared to be telling the truth. "I don't understand. That was quite a reaction to a simple sneeze".

Tiata looked sorrowful. "We do not suffer from illness. Long ago, some creatures, quite different from yourselves, came through the great circle. They brought with them a disease. It killed many of the cats, but left my people untouched. The invaders were driven back through the circle, and we have been forbidden to use it for fear of causing another epidemic. In fact, we are forbidden to leave the village, with the exception of a chosen few". He bowed his head modestly. "I am one of the few".

Sam sat back for a moment. "So Shak'ar thought that Daniel was sick, and that history might repeat itself? So that's why the Stargate looks like it hasn't been used in ages".

Tiata nodded in affirmation.

"Daniel is not sick though. At least, nothing that can be passed to anyone else. It is the cats themselves that made him sneeze. Their fur contains a substance called dander. It is that substance that makes him sneeze", Sam explained.

Tiata looked at her thoughtfully. "Then why did this not happen before he met the Great One?"

"He takes medicine to help him. It makes him not get sick. He must either be out, or there are just too many cats here for the medicine to be effective".

At that moment, Daniel stirred. "Oh, my head. What hit me?"

Sam moved to his side and helped him to sit. "Daniel, are you all right?"

He sat there rubbing the side of his head. "I guess so, but my head hurts like crazy". He sat for a moment, waiting for the room to stop spinning. Suddenly Daniel dropped his hand and looked at Sam intently. "Sam, we have to leave! Where's Jack? I have to tell him what I saw".

Sam pointed to Jack's prone form. Daniel drew his breath in sharply when he saw the bandages peeking out from under the covering jacket. His glance shifted to Teal'c, and he took in the blood still on the Jaffa's hands, and on the floor around them. "What happened!"

Teal'c looked over. "The Colonel was clawed by the lion, Daniel Jackson. He sleeps now. We had to put some stitches in his wounds, but he lost a lot of blood. How are you feeling?"

Daniel knew they were not telling him everything, but decided to ignore that for a minute, as he was pretty sure it involved him. He was also having a hard time concentrating over the roaring in his head, and he wanted to get the information out. "I'm okay. I need to tell you what I saw though. I was reading the legend on the tapestry. These people are slaves!"

"What!" Sam and Teal'c responded at the same time.

Daniel continued. "It seems that when humans came here, the cats were already well established. They would have used the humans as food, but saw the potential in them. Instead, they found a way to communicate with them. Now they had servants to work for them. They provided the means, and the humans provided the labour. When the civilisation flourished, the cat's retained control. They now had a force to do their bidding. The humans raise the food, and tend to the needs of the cats".

Tiata, obviously distraught, interrupted. "What you say is not true. They do not tell us what to do. We farm because we like to, and to provide for our families. We serve the great cats willingly, and they continue to provide. Without them, there would be no water. The crops would die, and our home would become as barren as the rest of this world".

Daniel looked at him, with sadness on his face. "It's true. You do serve willingly, just as your father, and his father before him. You have been slaves for so long, you do not even see it any more. What would happen if you refused to farm any more?'

Tiata thought about it. He was just about to deny any repercussions, when an image of Tomeii flashed in his mind, his childhood friend and fellow helper to Shak'ar. He recalled a conversation years ago, in which Tomeii had questioned Shak'ar about a duty he was being asked to perform. Shak'ar had looked angry, and asked Tiata to leave. Tiata had obeyed without question. He had also never seen Tomeii again.

Daniel could see the answer clearly on the slave's face. "You see. They leave you alone if you obey without question, but if you rebel, you're dead".

"They killed Tomeii?" Tiata was horrified. As he asked, he realised the truth of his statement. He had known all along, he had just never allowed himself to believe the truth.

Across the room, Jack was stirring. Teal'c reached down to offer Daniel a gratefully accepted hand. Together they moved to Jack's side. Daniel winced when he saw that the bandages has begun to turn red.

Sam leaned over Jack." Colonel?"

Jack's eyes opened, and he blinked to clear his vision. He tried to sit up and yelped as the pain in his chest flared. He quickly lay back down. He still felt cold, and his head didn't quite feel connected to the rest of his body.

"Okay, that wasn't a good idea!", he muttered.

"Colonel. You need to relax. Don't try to get up. You're still bleeding, and you don't want to make matters worse", Sam cautioned.

Jack lay his arm over his eyes. "Remind me to never trust a cat, Major".

Sam grinned at the Colonel's attempt at sarcasm. "Yes Sir".

"Jack, I have to tell you what I discovered", Daniel cut in.

"Daniel?" Jack uncovered his eyes and rolled his head to look at his friend. "You okay?"

"I'm fine. Well apart from a king sized headache".

Jack groaned at the unintentional pun.

Daniel was rather sheepish as he realised what he had just said. "Sorry. Look, we have to get out of here".

"Ya think?" Jack muttered. Sometimes he wondered how dumb they really thought he was. Of course they had to get home.

"Colonel, you should listen to him", Sam interjected.

As Daniel filled him in on the legend from the tapestry, Tiata grew more and more despondent. Teaka had told him that these were good people, and he believed her. He also saw the truth in their words. His people were slaves. He also knew that they did not know the whole truth of this world. Shak'ar had more in store for these people, and he did not know if they would survive.

As Daniel was wrapping up his recount, Jack signalled for Teal'c to help him. "Are you sure this is wise O'Neill? You are still very weak".

"I can still sit up Teal'c". He looked his friend in the eye. "Thanks for the concern, but we have a problem here, and I can't help if I'm flat on my back".

Realising that the stubborn Colonel would not give in, Teal'c helped him into a sitting position. He then went and poured some water which he handed to Jack, along with a painkiller. Again, Jack took the medication without question, which spoke volumes to the Jaffa about how his CO was feeling.

Jack looked at Tiata. "So, where do we stand? If we just get up and try to leave, will we be allowed?"

Tiata shook his head in a sorrowful negative.

Jack was not overly surprised. He turned to Daniel. "Was there anything else on that tapestry that we need to know?"

Daniel rubbed his forehead to try and ease his headache. He was trying desperately to think of what he might have missed from the parts he had read. "Sorry Jack. I think that was everything, but I didn't get a chance to read the whole thing. I'm sure that the rest will tell the whole story".

"Well, then we just need to see the rest. I suppose that cat is blocking us?"

Tiata answered. "Yes, and I cannot move it. You will be called again before Shak'ar. He has more questions for you. Perhaps when that happens, you will get the answers you need. In the meantime, I suggest you rest". Tiata rose and moved to the door. When the feline guard saw who was there, she moved and allowed him to leave.

Jack faced the rest of the team. "Okay, here's the plan. When we get called, I'll try to distract old Kingy , and you guys try and get as much from the tapestry as possible. Later you can compare notes."

Daniel looked at him in disbelief. "That's it? That's your plan?"

Sam jumped in. "You've got to admit Sir, it's not much of one."

"Don't you think I know that Major? The way I see it, we have no chance against those cats if they turn on us. Even with our weapons, we are outnumbered badly. The villagers will probably not help, and from what I saw earlier, Boss man there doesn't seem interested in dealing with the rest of you, no offence", Jack finished irritably.

Sam looked chastened. "You're right. Sorry Sir". As she looked at Jack, she noticed how pale he looked. He began to sway, and she rushed to his side. When she leaned in to help support him, she felt a feverish warmth radiate from him. She grabbed some pillows to help prop him up better, then reached out and put the back of her hand on his forehead.

Jack started at the movement, and flinched when he pulled some stitches. "Jeez Carter!"

"Sorry Sir, but you're getting warm. Let me check your stitches". Sam reached over to check, but Jack pulled away.

"They're fine Carter. Thanks but don't worry". Jack looked over and saw the fatigue and worry on his second's face. "Look, you can check later okay? For now, I think Tiata is right. We should all get some rest if we can".

The rest of the team had to concede. While they were worried about the Colonel, there was really nothing more they could do for him, and if a chance to get away presented itself, they would need the strength to act.

Before resting, Sam rummaged through the different packs. When she found what she was looking for, she approached Daniel. In her hand she held the last of his antihistamines. She had also taken one of Jack's painkillers for his headache. Silently she handed him the tablets, along with a drink. He accepted the offering gratefully. After swallowing the pills down, he lay down to rest, his mind continuing to tick over the events thus far.

Jack watched with satisfaction as the rest of his team drifted off. With Daniel and himself injured, he meant it when he said they needed to keep their strength up. He knew that Sam and Teal'c would carry the majority of the burden. He also knew that the wounds on his chest were starting to fester, and he could feel the heat of the fever that had started. Neither was very bad at the moment, but he knew that without proper treatment, his condition would only deteriorate, and he was determined to free his team before that happened. Sam was already worried enough, and he didn't want to burden her with anything more. There was nothing that could be done at this point anyway. His main priority now, was getting the team home. All four of them. Now he just had to figure out how.

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