Earth's Nemesis 2

The Ancient Moriahans

by sfscarlet

URL: http://area52hkh.net/ass/sfscarlet/earths02.php
Summary: SG-1 ask for Duncan and Methos' help in finding an ancient weapon to defeat the Goa'uld
Info: This is in the same universe as Friends and Enemies. You don't have to read it first, but it might help.

"Sir, it's SG-1's code," Siler informed General Hammond.

"Open the iris," General commanded.

"Colonel O'Neill, report."

"The natives are friendly, sir. They have some cool weapons that will shoot the Goa'uld out of the sky and their willing to talk trade."

"Any concerns, General?"

"None that we can see. I think it is safe for Adam and Duncan to join us. I know Daniel would love to talk shop with Adam."

"Thank you General. I'll send them over in one hour."

Turning toward Adam and Duncan, General Hammond directed, "You have a go, gentlemen. Report to the equipment room. Be in the Gate room at 2000."

Methos and Duncan stepped through the wormhole. Expecting the usual disorientation, both men were overwhelmed with the onslaught of Quickening aura that hit them instead. They automatically moved back to back and turned in a circle to look for their enemies.

"Good to see you two," Jack said as he walked toward the men. "City's this way," he said as he pointed to the road.

"Not now, Jack," Adam whispered.

Jack looked at the two men in confusion. "Something wrong?"

"There is an Immortal here. We feel him," Duncan said in a low voice that only Jack and Adam could hear.

"Oh," Jack said, remembering that only other Immortals could recognize each other. "But these guys are fine. We've been with them for the last three days. You can trust them."

Salom walked up to Duncan and Adam. "Welcome to Moriah. We have prepared a reception in your honor."

Duncan stepped forward bowing slightly before the man that stood by Jack. "I am Duncan Macleod of the clan Macleod."

The elder bowed in return. "I'm Salom, it is an honor to meet you."

A shared look of acceptance passed between the Immortals. Adam had been right; there were other Immortals, but they weren't engaging in the game and this had both men relieved and confused.

Salem had brought an air car with him to the Gate; therefore, the group did not have to walk to the city. The car landed in front of the government building and Salom and Jack got out first. Duncan and Methos stayed in the car for a few moments.

"Stay close," Duncan said.

"You can't fight my battles, Duncan," Adam reminded him.

"I know, but I can watch your back."

"I see chivalry is alive and well," Adam said.

Duncan shrugged his shoulders and said," Better alive and well, than we both are dead. We need to follow; get out." They stepped out of the ground car and followed Jack and Salom.

The small group went into the government building of Calom, walking into the same meeting room where SG-1 had eaten lunch the day before. The table was set with glass plates and metal silverware and soft music played in the background.

"Do you feel it, Duncan?" Adam asked as he was assaulted by the multiple Quickenings.

"Yes. It's like a large convention of Immortals," Duncan said as he tried to use meditation to calm his body.

"Its worse then any feeling I ever had hanging around you and your circle of Immortal friends," Adam said as he smiled at his hosts.

"Now, Adam. I don't..."

Adam followed Jack and Salom through the maze of tables set up in the room. There appeared to be well over a hundred people in the hall. Talking so softly that only Duncan could understand his conversation he said, "Watch it Duncan, you don't want your nose to grow, it might scare the natives. Shall I remind you of your friends Amanda, Gina, Richie, Robert, and Fizt? You have a large circle of Immortal friends that could be in your presence at any given time. I always said it was unnatural."

Duncan almost ran into a waiter as he tried to suppress some of the Quickening noise assaulting his body. "You forget yourself. But, point taken. The Quickenings in this room would cause a huge explosion."

"My thoughts exactly. The weapon appears to be a logical explanation," Adam said as he saw Daniel wave at Jack. "For now, let's make nice with the natives. Jack said they're friendlies so I'll wait and see." The two Immortals walked toward Daniel.

Daniel took a bite of a bright red food that filled his mouth with a light sweetness. "What is this? Is it native to your planet?"

"That is a Sorrel and it is grown in the southern regions. It is very common and I eat it almost daily," Calom said.

"Tell me about the other foods on the table. Where are they grown and do you trade them?" Daniel said as he swept his hand above the platters of food.

"This is a Frem," Calom said pointing to another red flat object, "and is grown outside the city of Karloff. It only grows in the warm months and is a highly traded food. We grow enough in the warm months to store it year round. It freezes well." Calom took a bite of a dark yellow food and chewed slowly. "That," pointing to a plate of the dark yellow food "is fermented from Zill's milk and we call it Livist. We make many foods from Zil's milk and the Zil animal thrives in all areas of the planet."

Daniel took some Frem and some Livist, trying each food. "They are very good. Do you have delicacies?"

Looking from his plate, Daniel saw Jack arrive with Adam and Duncan. Waving, he motioned for them to join him.

He watched them walk over to the table. Duncan and Adam appeared uncomfortable, almost hyper alert, their bodies ready to fight at a moment's notice.

"Glad to see you two. Adam I can't wait to talk to you," Daniel said. "Sorry. Where are my manners? Have some Livist and some Frem. Livist is cheese, mild and soft, like Muenster. Frem is their form of tomato." Daniel pointed to the items he was describing. "You'll like the Mora too, Adam. Its like coffee," Daniel said as he reached for the pitcher.

"Thanks, "Adam said as he pulled out a seat for himself. "I could use a good jolt. The Stargate is always a little disorienting." He motioned for Duncan to sit across from him.

Sam, Teal'c and Jack sat at a table behind the others so were not involved in the conversation.

"Pour me some too. I always feel like I left something behind when I go through. The time difference in the planet doesn't help." Daniel glanced at his watch. "It's early evening on earth but here its lunch time. I could use a jolt this afternoon," Daniel said. "Duncan, you'll find the food very good."

The Immortals ate some of the native dishes and didn't talk very much until the food was cleared away. As the men were enjoying some Mora, Adam asked Daniel, "Have you seen any libraries or archives?"

"I spent the entire afternoon in their planet's national library yesterday. The inhabitants have been here a long time."

Adam finished his cup of Mora and poured some more into his cup, "Daniel, you're right. This is like coffee and I like it. Do you like it, Duncan?"

Duncan pushed his cup towards Adam, indicating he wanted a refill. "Yes. It's very good. Please pour me some more."

Adam poured some Mora in Duncan's cup and looked at Daniel. "Find any references to any relatives of mine?"

"Not specifically, but their history dates back thousands of years. There's no reference about their arrival on the planet. I don't think the Goa'uld brought them, but I'm not sure how they came to the planet."

"Interesting. But if they weren't brought to the planet by the Goa'uld....."
Adam finished his Mora and pushed the cup away. "I think I'd like to see those archives." He looked at Duncan and asked, "Would you like to join me or do you want to explore on your own?"

"You'll be safe with Daniel. I think I will stay with the others," Duncan said.

"Julos showed me the archives yesterday. I'm sure he'd be willing to let you explore as well."

Adam turned to Julos. "Julos, I would like to explore the library or Center as you call it. I'm a historian and love to learn about other cultures."

"Of course. Our ancestors have left many documents. I'm sure you will find the Center helpful," Julos said. Turning toward the other members of the team, he said, "I will be assisting Adam and Daniel at the Center. Feel free to explore the city or if you would like guided tours, Salom, Caren or Sharel will be happy to assist you."

The three men left the government center and walked several blocks to a larger building. Julos used what looked like a swipe card to enter the building.

"Are the buildings locked?" Adam asked.

"No. The card allows any citizen to enter any building," Julos explained. "The cards help regulate lights and temperature in the building. When no one is in the building, the lights and temperature are turned down."

"A smart building. We have something like that on our planet, but it is only partially programmed. We have to tell the building when to turn down the temperature. The lights can be monitored by movement. That would be very energy efficient," Daniel said as he explained how similar technology existed on Earth.

"It is good to know that you are aware of such technology," Julos said. "It appears that your planet is very similar to our own."

"Is this the only Center on the planet?" Adam asked.

"No, each city has its own Center. Since Calom is the main city, it is the largest."

"It's big, Daniel, but it hardly looks like it could contain much information. After all, four tall stories of material barely scratch the surface of the Library of Congress," Adam said.

"True, but they have cross retrieval records; more like massive Internet searches but the computers are much faster and search more thoroughly. Most of the information is electronic."

"Have you always used computers?" Daniel asked.

"Computer is a term I'm not familiar with. Can you explain?"

"Sorry. It is the electronic file method the Center uses," Daniel said as he opened the inner glass door into the building.

"Yes. We have some books, mostly stories, but all other information is electronic."

Adam shrugged. "Okay, you win. Four stories of electronic data are rather impressive. More impressive is the fact that the inhabitants have been using it for that long."

"We should start here," Adam pointed to a small room. "If I learned anything in the last month, I think it says records."

"Yes, it says records," Julos said. "You recently learned our language?" he asked Adam.

"I'm familiar with many languages and my job calls for me to translate ancient texts. I was familiar with languages similar to yours, but am still learning."

"Let me show you how to use our machines and then you can start your research."

"Thank you."

Adam sat next to Julos, watching as he turned on the machine. Adam asked, "I'm very interested in your historical records. How far back do your records go?"

"Our records have been kept since our ancestors landed on the planet."

"How long ago was that," Adam asked as he hoped that his research was correct.

"We've been here almost six thousand years," Julos told Adam. "I don't think I've had any travelers interested in our ancestors. Is there a reason why you want to study them?" Julos asked as he logged on to the equipment and went through the series of steps to access the requested records.

"My specialty is in ancient cultures and how their settlements started." Adam sat down next to Julos, trying to memorize the steps he was taking to access the ancient records.

"I see. Our ancestors settled this planet when they found the ores to mine."

"Do you know where they originated?" Adam asked, his emotions teetering between eagerness to know and trepidation in finding information he wasn't certain he wanted to learn.

"It is said that they originated on a planet far from this area of the galaxy. They were sent by their leaders to seek out minerals for their own planet," Julos said as he made the final adjustment to the machine. "I think this is where the information is held. I hope you find what you are looking for." Julos stood up and walked into an alcove at the back of the Center. "If you need further assistance, I will be completing my own research in the far west corner of the Center."

Daniel waited until Julos was at his alcove. He crossed his arms and looked at Adam. "You asked some very specific information form Julos. We haven't talked too much about their origins. Are you looking for something new?"

Adam slouched a little in his chair. "When Duncan and I stopped off the Stargate, we were hit with a huge wave of Quickening Energy, yet no one has challenged us." Adam waited to see if Daniel was following his explanation. When Daniel nodded his head he continued. "The more Moriahans that are in the same place, the stronger the Quickening aura. Since there is no reference that the Goa'uld brought them here, I'm wondering if they came from the planet where we originated."

"Now I understand why you wanted to study their oldest ancestors," Daniel said as he pushed his glasses up with his hand. "If you found such a planet, would you go there?"

"That is the $64,000 dollar question. Part of me wants to find my origins, but another is afraid."

"You afraid?" Daniel said as he frowned slightly. "I would think that you would be eager to find your roots."

"Well, I might have agreed with you yesterday, but after coming to this planet and finding Immortal Quickening energy without the game, I'm not so sure."

"Umm, the game?"

"Take another Immortal's head so he doesn't take yours," Adam ran his fingers across his neck. "We call it the game."

Daniel cringed. "Doesn't sound like a game to me?"

"No, it really isn't. But it's been around as long as I can remember and I can't imagine my life without it."

"But you and Duncan don't try to kill each other?"

"No. It would be rather counter productive to kill one's lover," Adam smiled when he thought of Duncan. "Besides, Immortals can have Immortal friends. Ask Duncan. He has more Immortal friends that aren't after his head than any Immortal I know. He is unusual."

Daniel crossed his arms across his chest, and then continued his questions. "I know you've explained this before, but I need to make sure I understand. Every time you come across another Immortal, you try to kill him so he doesn't kill you first."

"Well, it isn't quite that black and white. Duncan won't fight another Immortal unless he is challenged or they have wronged him. Me, well I fight if I have to. I don't really care for it and avoid it if possible."

"I see. So finding your roots would be bad, how?"

Adam really wanted to get up and walk around the Center, but he didn't want to draw attention to their conversation. He fidgeted in his chair and wished he had a beer. This conversation would be much easier if he was drinking. "Maybe our game isn't the way it is on other planets. I would hate to find my roots and then be killed the second I stepped on the planet."

"I can see where that would be a problem."

"Daniel, we could speculate all day, lets do some research and then we can talk some more," Adam said as he turned back to his view screen, letting Daniel know that he was finished talking.

Daniel sat next to Adam, clicking on the computer files as he'd been shown the day before. "I'll be looking at their birth and death records. I thought I'd see if there was any information you might want."

"Okay."

"Adam," He looked up at the other table where his friend was working. He ran his hand over his face, and then looked at this watch. "Time does fly when you're having fun. I can't believe we've been here almost three hours."

"I'm sure you didn't stop my research to tell me about time," Adam said as he sat up straight in his chair, changing from his usual slouch.

"No. I just had a question."

"Ask away. I may not answer, but you never know."

"I thought Immortals were sterile and didn't die," Daniel said.

"That's not a question, but it's true. Can you imagine more then one of me running around the world," Adam smiled at the thought. "Why?"

"I just finished reviewing a third file recording births and deaths." Daniel pushed his glasses up on his nose as they had fallen down. "At first, I thought that the Moriahans were hiding their immortality by recording this information, but now that I've seen at least three files with this type of information, I'm beginning to wonder. If these people are Immortal, they're a different Immortal then you and Duncan."

Adam listened to Daniel and tried to think of another explanation. "I don't know Daniel. Every person I've met has the Quickening aura. If they're not Immortal, where does the Quickening come from?"

Daniel opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted.

"Yo, Daniel," Jack called out as he and Sharel walked into the Center.

"Jack this is a library, you should be quiet," Daniel said as he placed his finger on his lips.

Jack grinned. "Sorry. Time for you two to close up shop. Its dinner time and we're the guests of honor."

"Let me just finish this translation. I've only got a few more lines."

Shaking his head, Jack said, "No you don't. That's Daniel speak for I want to work for another hour or two. No can do. We are due at the hall in," Jack looked at his watch, "one hour, so that means no more playing with your books and toys and come with me. Daniel, Adam, that's an order."

"Fine," Daniel said as he clicked several icons.

"I'm ready," Adam said. "Daniel's a real slave driver. I'm starving."

Daniel went to Julos and thanked him for the use of the records.

"Did you find the information you were looking for?" Julos asked.

"We're not sure. We will need to come back and do a little more research."

Julos stood up and reached his hand toward Daniel's hand. "That can be arranged. I hope you find the information you seek. Do you need anything else?"

Daniel shook his head, no. "We'll be leaving now. We'll see you in the morning. Thank you for your help." Daniel walked toward Jack and Adam and they walked back to the SG-1 quarters.

They sat in the main living area and were relaxing after the dinner.

"So, Adam, what did you find out?" Jack asked as he leaned back in his chair.

"I think Daniel's right. They could be Immortals, but they're not like Immortals on earth. They have children, they die and they don't appear to play "the game."

Duncan was sitting on the couch next to Adam. At the mention of children, his eyes became misty and he spoke softly, "They die and have children. What I wouldn't give to have children. That is one thing Tessa really wanted that I couldn't give her."

"Who is Tessa?" Jack asked.

"Tessa was a woman I loved," Duncan said as he remembered the woman. "She was killed by a Watcher."

Jack moved his hands from side to side in front of his body. "Back up, here. I thought you were with Adam? And what's a Watcher?" Jack asked.

Duncan stood up, walking to the window, and looking out. "I've lived four hundred years, Jack. I've had many lovers in my life, but Tessa was very special. We were together for over twelve years. As far as what is a Watcher. Well...."

Adam stood up and walked to Duncan, placing his hand on the small of his back. "Watchers are a complicated part of our Immortality and I'll explain it some other time. Right now we were talking about Immortals."

Jack stood up as well and went to the kitchen area to grab a drink from the refrigerator. "If they're Immortal, do you think the Quickening operates their weapons? Isn't that what the tablets say?"

"Jack, the tablets aren't that clear. It would be really nice if they gave explicit instructions, but it rarely works that way. The text mentions a Quickening weapon. We are putting the two together since we know that Immortals from earth have a Quickening," Daniel said. He stood up, placing his hands in his pockets as he looked at the two Immortals. "Adam and Duncan have told us that there is a huge Quickening energy on the planet. We're just assuming the two are connected."

"Dream killer," Jack said.

"Stop. I'm not some secret weapon. I'll fight the Goa'uld, but..." Adam said as he turned around to face the members of SG-1.

"I know, Adam. I'm not asking you to join us in our fight, but if we could develop a weapon based on quickening energy, then you and Duncan could destroy all the Goa'uld," Jack said as he looked at the Immortals.

"I don't think it works that way. If the texts are correct, the Ancients knew about these Immortals and they were unable to harness their energy to rid the universe of the Goa'uld. Why do you think this is different?" Daniel asked as he looked at Adam.

"Okay. So that's too easy. But there's got to be something we can do. I think its time for a little negotiation," Jack said, looking at Daniel. "We're meeting Salom and Julos tomorrow to begin negotiations. For now, let's sleep. Duncan, you and Adam can sleep in the main room, there's a pull out there." Jack motioned to the room and the men walked toward it.

They got ready for bed quickly, their body clocks not in sink with the planet. Methos yawned, the long day catching up to him. They lay in their bed and Duncan kissed Methos on the lips, and then turned toward him. "So you really think they're Immortal? Do you think we originally came from here?"

Methos moved to lie on his back, looking at the ceiling. "No. According to their records, Moriah was settled by people from a far off planet. We might have come from there."

Duncan absently caressed Methos' arm as they talked. "You were right. There are Immortals on other planets. Can you tell where the other planet is? I'd like to go there."

Methos sat up in bed with a jolt. "You stupid idiot! Didn't I get through to you before? We shouldn't seek out other Immortals. Coming here just strengthens my argument. We know the Moriahans have a Quickening, but they don't play the game. We shouldn't go seeking other Immortals since they may play a different game then we do."

Duncan stopped his caress and let his hand drop back to the bed. "I guess you're right. I was just hoping..."

Methos kissed Duncan softly on the lips and then said in a soft whisper, "I know. You want to know your origins. It's part of who you are and I understand. Unfortunately knowing where you really came from is probably not a good idea." Methos lay back down, curling his body next to Duncan's.

"Maybe when the prize is won, we'll know," Duncan said.

"There can be only one in order for the prize to be won, Duncan. I'm not willing to let you die, so I don't think we'll ever know."

The sun shone through the slats in the SG quarters waking Jack up at an early hour. He looked at Daniel, sleeping peacefully. Sam and Teal'c had been very quiet this entire mission. He wanted to ask their opinion. He looked at his watch and saw that it was 5:30, his normal waking time. He had about a half an hour before the rest of the team would be up, so he decided to take a shower.

When he walked out of the shower, Daniel was still asleep but Sam and Teal'c were moving. He quickly dressed and joined them.

"Carter, is there Mora?" Jack asked.

"No, Sir. I'm making some now."

"Good. Teal'c. How are you today? It's weird that you sleep now. So used to you Kel'no'reeming through the night."

"I slept fine. There beds are very comfortable."

"Sir, the Mora is ready."

Jack went into the kitchen area and poured himself some Mora. After taking a drink of the liquid, he sighed in contentment. "Civilizations that do not have some form of coffee are barbaric. I think we should trade for some Mora. It's worth a few containers of Earth's natural resources."

He motioned for Carter and Teal'c to join him. Carter poured some Mora for herself and Teal'c did not drink anything.

"Carter, what are your thoughts on this whole Immortal/ Quickening thing?"

"It's fascinating to think that a biological process can control weapons. If we're able to harness the energy of the Quickening into a weapon, it would be formidable." Carter put down her Mora and looked at the doorway where Daniel stood listening to their conversation.

"Sam, we promised Duncan and Adam that we wouldn't use them as weapons. It isn't right," Daniel said as he reminded her of their previous conversation. He walked to the counter and poured himself some Mora as well. Taking a drink, he looked around the room to see if the Immortals were nearby. "Jack, you promised Adam and Duncan that this wouldn't happen. I can't believe you would go against your word."

Jack stood up and walked to Daniel. He placed his hands in his pockets. "Daniel, I did not break my word. I won't use them as weapons. If we can find a way to harness their energy to power a weapon that will defeat a Goa'uld ship then I'm all for it. If not, then we start over again."

"Okay."

Jack looked at his watch. "Time to get a move on, kids. We're supposed to meet the Moriahans in less than an hour. Anyone wake Duncan and Adam?"

As Jack finished asking his question, Adam opened their door.

"You want something, Jack?" Adam asked as he went straight for the Mora.

"Just wondering if you two were up. We've got to be at the hall in 45 minutes."

Duncan came in from outside. He was dripping with sweat.

"I was going to say that Duncan should be back anytime, but I see he's returned. The man insists on running every morning, no matter where we are," Adam said as he grinned at Duncan. "Go shower. Jack just said we need to meet the Moriahans in 45 mintues.'

Duncan grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator, drank it quickly and returned to his section of the quarters to shower and change. He returned in twenty minutes and the group walked to the Hall to meet the Moriahans.

I apologize for the small quarters; few of our trading partners stay overnight," Julos said as he met the SG-1 team outside the Hall.

"They were fine. We've been placed in much smaller ones," Jack assured his host.

"Breakfast is in the government building as usual." Julos opened the door and waited for everyone to enter. He motioned to the smaller dining room. "We'll eat in here today,"

The team looked around, seeing a near empty dining area. "Where is everyone?" Carter asked.

"Few people eat in the dining area at morning meal. Most eat in their homes," Julos said. Taking a seat at the round table, he gestured for the others to sit. "We have Livist, Frem, and Salange today."

"What's Salange?" Carter asked. "I really enjoyed the food here and I am eager to try other varieties." Carter placed some of each of the foods are her plate.

"Salange is a food grown from trees in groves. There are whole plots dedicated to growing them. They are another of our exports. Many planets can't grow Salange and it is easy for us to grow."

"Sounds like our oranges," Daniel said as he poured some Mora into his mug and placed some food on his plate. "It is amazing how the foods on different planets are very similar to what we have on our own. The food on our planet..."

"Enough with the agriculture lesson, Daniel. I'm sure Julos doesn't care about food on our planet," Jack said.

Julos shook his head in disagreement and motioned his hand at Daniel. "Oh please continue, Daniel, I am eager to learn from you as well."

Daniel pushed his glasses up and nodded. "Another time perhaps. We don't have much time this morning before our check in with our commander and the gate is a hike from the city."

"We can offer one of our transports to take you to the gate. That should be much faster," Julos said as he motioned one of the waiters toward their table. He spoke softly to him and the waiter nodded. "Your car should be ready when you finish your meal."

Jack grinned and then, piled food from all the platters on to his plate. "Thanks for the ride. I think I could trade just for the Livist. It would sell really well on our planet."

Sam bit into the Salange. "It tastes like a cross between an orange and a lemon. A little sour, but mostly sweet. It is very good." Taking some food from another platter, she asked, "What is this?"

"That is Coreem. It is an egg from the Graza. We gather them daily," Julos answered as he poured some Mora into his mug.

"Do you eat like this everyday?" Daniel asked.

"We have a large morning meal, but noon meal is smaller and dinner is the smallest of all. We have frequent mini meals during the day as well." Julos said as he eyed the empty plates of his group. "I hope you found morning meal satisfactory. You mentioned trade and your desire to set up formal negotiations with our government."

Salom walked up to the group and bowed slightly. " I have been assigned to discuss trade issues with you."

"Daniel will be our spokesman, but Adam would also like to join him, if possible," Jack said as he nodded to his team mates.

"Of course," Salom said. "While we're talking, the rest of your team is free to explore the city. Perhaps Julos can show you some of our cultural centers and recreational facilities as well."

"That would be great," Jack said, turning toward Adam and Daniel. "You two behave and play nice. See you this evening." The remainder of SG-1 and Duncan followed Julos into the city.

"May I offer you some water or other refreshment before we begin?" Salom asked.

"Nothing for me," Daniel replied.

"No, thank you." Adam responded.

"Let us retire to the meeting room and we can discuss trade agreements."

The room was not large, 12x 20 or about the size of the situation room at the SGC. The walls were painted a light beige and there were several large pictures on the walls. They depicted nature scenes of the area. A long rectangular table that could seat twelve people comfortably was in the middle of the room, but there were also two smaller tables that fit four people in both the far right and left corners.

"I'll have to tell Jack about these chairs, see if we can get some for the SGC," he said to Adam as they sat down. "There like sitting in big captain's chairs. I can just picture Jack falling asleep during one of my long PowerPoint presentations while sitting in one of these chairs."

Adam laughed, "Doesn't it make you mad when he does that?"

"Uhh, No. I know he's paying attention. He's just being Jack, irreverent when he can get away with it. He pays attention; his team is the most important thing and he would never jeopardize a mission because he failed to listen during a briefing." Daniel gave a slight smile and lifted his eyebrows up.

"You really respect him?"

"Yeah I do," Daniel said as he rearranged his papers on the table. Turning toward Adam he continued, "Every planet must have a "sit room". They all have small plates of pastries and fruit as well as the ubiquitous local form of coffee and water. There must be an intergalactic memo somewhere."

Salom started to gather his papers when a harried runner burst into the room.

"Come quick. There is a disagreement among two Denizens. They are outside of the market."

The three men quickly left and ran toward the market.

"You are a liar. I brought twelve cases of Maral to sell today and there are only ten here now," the man with the gray vest said.

"No, I counted ten cases when I loaded them on the pallet of the ship. You must have held two cases back," said the man with the grey beard and long leather vest.

The man with the gray vest pulled out a gun and pointed it toward the other man.

Sharel stepped in the middle of the two men. "We will have to ask you to leave. There can be no weapons on our planet."

The gun fired and Sharel fell to the ground. Bolts of Quickening energy emanated from her body and entered into Adam's body as he received the unwelcome energy.

Adam screamed and his body jerked as the jolts were absorbed. When the Quickening finished, Adam lay on the ground. Duncan ran toward Adam, wanting to watch his back as he promised earlier.

"He has the energy. How can that be?" Salom said to no one in particular.

"He is not from here, yet the energy seeks him when there is death," said Carel.

"I do not understand," said Julos as he looked toward Daniel and the rest of SGC.

A small crowd had gathered around the unusual scene. Whispers accompanied looks of confusion from all the Moriahans. As a leader of the city, Salom spoke to the crowd. "Go back to your stalls. We will deal with this. Carel, please take care of Sharel's body."

The crowd dispersed and SG-1 and the Immortals were the only ones in the area.

"Julos, please escort our guests to the meeting room. I think we should talk in private," Salom said as he motioned for Julos.

"What the hell happened? That was one hell of a Quickening and I don't remember fighting anyone," Adam said as he looked around the area.

"The gun went off and killed Sharel. You must have been the closest Immortal and got her Quickening."

"But how?"

"I don't know, but we're going into the great hall and maybe we'll find out. Can you walk?"

"I'm not an invalid, Duncan. I just took a Quickening," Adam said quietly as he stood up. He dusted off his pants and glanced at the members of SG-1. Jack and Daniel were eyeing him and started to walk toward him. Teal'c and Sam were talking to Julos.

"I'm fine," Adam said to Jack and Daniel as they stood in front of him. "That was one hell of a Quickening. Sure wasn't expecting that. I prefer to fight my enemies and receive their Quickening in a fair fight." Adam walked next to Duncan and they entered the meeting room.

Carter, Daniel and Teal'c sat on one side of the table while Adam, Duncan and Jack were on the other side. Julos sat on one end and waited quietly for Salom to join them.

"That looked really painful, Adam," Carter said.

"Indeed. Is it always that way?" Teal'c asked.

"It was very painful. That was a Quickening and the older a person is or the more Quickenings they have taken, the stronger the jolts." Adam looked around the room and located the table with refreshments on it. He stood up and went to it, pouring himself some water. "Quickenings often leave you very drained and this one is no different." He returned to the table as Salom entered the room.

Salom seated himself at the other end of the table and dipped his head in greeting. "You have the energy?" Salom asked Adam.

"Energy?"

"The pulse. We saw you take the energy when Sharel died?"

"We call it the Quickening. Yes, I have the energy."

"How is that possible? You are not from Moriah and we have met no other visitors that have the energy. Our ancestors wrote of others like us, those who have the quickening energy, but we have never encountered them in our travels. No one has ever come to our planet that has the pulse."

"What did the stories say," Daniel asked. He placed his index finger up to his temple. "This is fascinating," His eyes lit up like he had discovered the Rosetta stone and he had just deciphered the writings.

"Your ancestors?" Adam asked. "So you die and have children?"

"Of course," Salom replied, thinking the question odd. "Everyone dies and most have children."

Adam winced at the words and responded softly, "Not everyone."

"I'm sorry for your loss," Salom said in a saddened tone. "I don't mean to bring sorrow."

Realizing the confusion, Adam clarified, "Where I come from, people who have quickening energy can't have children." He looked at Julos and his eyes appeared to brighten. "Yes, Julos that was some of the information I was studying yesterday in your library."

"I don't understand. Please explain," Julos said.

"On Earth all the people with Quickenings are foundlings. This doesn't seem to be the case here. I've seen many children and I feel the aura from all of them."

Both Moriahans nodded yes to the statement. "Everyone has the pulse. We are born with it and die with it."

"Tell me what happens when a person dies. Does the pulse flow from the body like it did with Sharel?" Duncan asked.

"When someone is dying the family gathers round the person and when they pass, their pulse flows to the oldest member of the family," Julos explained.

"What happens when the family isn't around? Like today with Sharel," Adam asked sitting up in his chair.

"Then the oldest person in the vicinity receives the pulse. When Sharel died, you must have been the oldest person in the area. I must say you do not look older then I am," Salom said as he scrutinized Adam from his seat at the head of the table.

Salom felt the quickening energy coming from Adam, but when he focused on Daniel, he felt nothing. "You don't have quickening energy."

"Uh no," Daniel answered as he crossed his hands over his chest.

Salom looked at Jack, "All of you do not possess the energy?"

"Nope. Only Adam and Duncan. The rest of us, no energy," Jack said as he put up both hands, palms forward in a stopping motion.

"I've never found a traveler to have the pulse and we're so used to feeling it amongst ourselves that Adam's pulse didn't register. Now that I have had time to think about this, I must share the news with Carel and the others."

Daniel was still holding his notes from the negotiations. He placed them on the table. "Does the pulse have any special uses?" Daniel asked, hoping his guess was correct.

"It is used in our defenses. It powers the machines."

"I see. How does it work?" Daniel asked, knowing that Jack would want one of those Goa'uld zappers.

"We usually do not sell them as our trade partners cannot use them. However, since Adam and Duncan have the energy they may be able to operate them. I will have to speak with the council."

"Sweet," said Jack too soft for Salom to hear.

"Sir," Carter said as she gave her commanding officer a solemn look.

"I assume that Adam would be able to use the technology, but we can test it. If he can, I do not think our government will object. I will arrange for the test," Salom said as he nodded his head. "Is that all? It has been a long and interesting morning and I would like to talk with Carel and the others."

"We will meet tomorrow. I must see to Sharel's body and talk to the council."

"Until then," Daniel nodded and the men stood, shaking hands, and then everyone left the room.

"Hammond will be ecstatic. Can't wait to tell him we scored some anti Goa'uld machines," Jack said as he placed his hands in his pockets and rocked on his heels.

"Daniel, about that," Adam began. "Even if my Quickening can operate the machine, Duncan and I aren't willing to babysit it and fight every Goa'uld attack that comes your way."

"I know. I'm sure if it works, Sam and her scientists can backward engineer the thing so we won't need you. We've been able to engineer many devices," Jack said as he walked toward their quarters. "Let's see if we can have the machines. We'll worry about the attacks later."

Everyone sat in the living area of the quarters. Adam poured himself some Gavel, an alcoholic beverage that he'd been given at dinner the night before. Popping the top on the bottle, he took a drink and then sat in the large overstuffed chair by the couch. "I wonder if I'll be able to operate the machine?" He said to Jack.

"Of course, you will." Jack smiled a huge grin. He was off duty but he did not allow himself to drink alcoholic beverages when on a mission. Instead he was nursing a glass of Salange juice. "I can't wait to tell Hammond about our success. Finally someone who will share their toys."

"We don't know if Adam and Duncan can work the weapon. Let's not get too excited," Daniel said as he sat down at the small table in the room. He fidgeted with his papers and looked around at the light gray walls. This room, like the conference room was sedate, few colors to distract or add to the ambiance and it was filled with the basic necessities; a bed, a dresser, a mirror, an entertainment area and a large chair with a small square table. It reminded Daniel of a Holiday Inn back on Earth. He didn't expect extravagant housing when off world, half the time; they were housed in a local leader's home. It seemed that Moriah was not an extravagant planet and their inhabitants lead a fulfilling life without so many of the excesses the team saw on Earth and other planets. There were recreation facilities and entertainment areas but it appeared that they were open to everyone. It appeared there was little, if any, violence as evidenced by the lack of guns or weapons, except for the hidden Goa'uld destruction devices. It was interesting that the Goa'uld still came to the planet.

"Daniel, Daniel," Jack said loudly as he shook Daniel's shoulder. "What you thinking? I can almost see the wheels turning in there."

"Oh, sorry. I was just thinking how strange this whole situation is. I mean the Goa'uld Hatek came here, was destroyed, but they didn't send another one. If the Goa'uld continually send ships in to this area and the ships never come back, wouldn't they get suspicious?" Daniel explained as he got up to grab a cup of Frem. Pouring the Frem, he walked around.

"Any thoughts people?"

"Daniel's right, Sir. This doesn't seem like the Goa'uld. If they sent a ship and it didn't return, they would send another or come looking for it. I can't see them forgetting about it," Sam said as she frowned at her statement. Maybe it really wasn't a Hatek."

"I agree, DanielJackson. The Moriahans do not appear to be hiding information, but the situation does not fit the knowledge we have of the Goa'uld. I saw the ship and it did appear to be a Hatek. However the Moriahians have never said it was the Goa'uld. Maybe there is another enemy that we are not aware."

"The device could destroy anything it feels is a threat," Adam said, joining Daniel in his pacing the floor. "However, if that were the case, how would the device recognize an enemy over a trading partner? They did say they trade with other planets."

"Maybe the device recognizes weapons or powered up weapons," Duncan said as he retied his ponytail.

"I guess we will have to wait until the test tomorrow for our answers. Dinner will be brought here as I requested some private time with my team. It should arrive in about half an hour. Daniel, why don't you make notes regarding your negotiations today so I can send them through the gate at check in? Check in is at 20:00. That should give you about four hours. The rest of you are free for the evening."

"Uh, Jack," Daniel said crossing his arms across his chest. "We never got to the negotiations. The runner came in just as we were starting."

Jack raised his eyebrow and shrugged. "Okay. Guess we'll tell Hammond we're not ready yet. After tomorrow's meeting, we'll hopefully be able to report the biggest find since Zat guns."

"Sir, I'm going to the market. I'd like to look at their goods," Carter said.

"I will join Major Carter. Perhaps I will find something that is of interest," Teal'c said.

"I'd like to go back to the Center," Daniel said. "Do you want to come, Adam?"

"Do you think someone will let us in? Remember we have to have a card."

"I'm sure we can find someone to let us in."

"Sure. I'd love to do more research. Duncan, what do you want to do?"

"I think I will do a Kata and then maybe go for a run," Duncan said as he turned toward their room.

"Only you would find exercise relaxing," Adam laughed as he gave Duncan a smile.

"What about you, Jack?" Daniel asked.

"I think I'll stroll around town. See if there is anything we didn't see in our earlier tours."

"See you later," Daniel said as he and Adam walked out of the quarters.

Teal'c and Carter followed right behind them and Duncan left a few minutes later. Jack left shortly after the rest of the team. Several hours later, everyone returned form their journeys.

Their meal had just arrived and they sat around the small table in the kitchen area.

"Everyone have a good afternoon?" Jack asked.

"Yes, Adam and I were able to gain access to the Center and learned a little more about the planet and the original settlers," Daniel said as he placed some meat on his plate.

"What about you, Carter, find any cool goods at the market?" Jack asked as he waved his fork in the air.

"Yes. They have beautiful jewelry. They make it themselves from the ores that they mine. I wish we could buy products from the inhabitants to bring back to earth."

"Jack, did you find anything new?" Daniel asked.

"No. This is really as close to a Utopia as I've seen. I borrowed a car and went to the Gate to make my report to Hammond. I explained the situation and he's willing to give us another day here to investigate the machines."

The team completed their meal and talked for a while after the meal. "We've got an early morning. Salom said that he would meet us for morning meal at sunrise. I'm going to bed," Jack reminded his team.

Everyone agreed sleep sounded good and turned in early.

The alarm buzzed on Jack's watch. Sitting up in bed, he was instantly alert.

"Time to get up, Daniel," he said as he shook Daniel's shoulders gently.

Knocking on the adjoining door, he yelled, "Time to get up Carter, Teal'c."

He walked into the living area and repeated his call to Adam and Duncan. "It's show time, campers. We need to see if Adam can shoot down ships with his mind." Listening to his statement, he laughed. "I did not just say that Adam was going to shoot down ships with his mind. I've been watching too many science fiction shows"

"Actually, Sir, if I understand the Moriahans correctly, your statement is somewhat correct. It is his Quickening that activates the machines that shoot the ships," Sam said as she gathered her instruments.

"Indeed. That is my understanding as well," Teal'c said as he finished lacing his boots.

Jack looked at his team," Everybody ready?"

"Yes," Daniel said as he gathered his notebook.

"Yes," Duncan said as he looked at Adam.

"Yes," Adam said.

"What about you big guy," Jack said as he looked at Teal'c.

"I am ready as well."

Jack rubbed his hands together; they went to meet Julos for breakfast.

"Good day," Julos said. "I hope you slept well."

"Just peachy," Jack said.

"Peachy. I'm not familiar with that term," Julos said.

"It is a local term. We slept well," Sam said.

"Good," Julos said. "Breakfast is ready. We have Livist, Frem and today we have Marcams as well." Julos led them into the dining area where they had eaten almost all their meals. Today, as yesterday, there were few people in the room.

Carter chose to sit at the long table versus the smaller round table. The rest of the team joined her. Julos and Salom ate with them. Carter put Livist and Marcams on her plate. She poured some Mora as well. "The Marcams are good, Sir. They taste like eggs."

Adam and Duncan sat across from each other. Adam poured some Mora into his cup and placed some Zil milk in as well. Taking a sip, he sighed with contentment. "Daniel did you put Mora on your list of items we want to trade. I'd like to take some back for later."

Daniel smiled. "Yes, I asked for Mora, but I would have thought you more a Starbucks man." Daniel took a drink of his own Mora and smelled the aroma.

"I like all forms of coffee, but this is especially good. Maybe it's the lack of pollution on the planet, but it tastes different then the coffee on earth," Adam said.

"Adam you need to eat, not just have Mora. You've got to have strength for the test," Jack said as he filled his plate with some Livist and Marcam.

"There is no strength required," Julos said. "His pulse will be collected by the machines and if it registers an enemy, it will fire."

"Does someone watch the machines all the time and direct their pulse to them?" Sam asked as she put some more Livist on her plate.

"No, the machines are set to detect the Naquada engines." Julos said as he poured some Mora into his cup.

"So how can you test Adam?" Daniel asked.

"We have some machines that are manned in case the automated ones fail. We will be using those for our test," Salom said as he looked at all the members of the team.

"On our way to Calom, we saw something destroy a ship. Was that the pulse?" Sam asked. She turned toward Julos, leaning forward in her chair.

"Yes."

"It looked like a Goa'uld ship," Sam said.

"You are correct. It was a Goa'uld ship," Julos said as he waved to the waiter to refill the Marcam platter.

"Why didn't the Goa'uld send another ship? In our experience, the Goa'uld will search for a destroyed ship," Daniel said as he put some Marcam on his plate.

"Part of our defense system is a reverse tracking program. Whenever an unfriendly ship comes into our space, it is destroyed but an echo of the ship is sent along its trajectory. The place of origin receives a reading that the ship malfunctioned rather then it being destroyed. This has worked for many generations."

"So these devices can destroy all types of ships?" Daniel asked, waving his hands in either direction.

"The device you are referring to specifically targets the Goa'uld ships. We have similar devices for other vessels."

Daniel frowned and his brow furrowed. "I don't understand. Can you please explain?"

Julos poured himself some Mora and filled his plate with Livist "Many years ago when our planet was first settled, the Goa'uld were seen in this area. Our ancestors knew the Goa'uld and feared for their safety, and developed the energy device to target their ships. The device was made to target the Naquada engines."

"So you have many devices?" Adam clarified.

"No, the devices operate on many frequencies. We've adjusted them to first recognize the Goa'uld," Julos said.

"Do you have many enemies? How do you tell the difference?"

"No we have few enemies and have not had war for many years. The device targets the Naquada engines, but not all engines. Many civilizations use Naquada, but only the Goa'uld have certain configurations to their ships. The device also recognizes Goa'uld ships as they are the only ones who use a rare metal in their design."

"That makes sense. But what about your other enemies?" Jack asked as he placed his hands on the table.

"Any ship that carries weapons that are targeted or armed is eliminated. If the weapons are not targeted, we don't destroy it. We are a peaceful planet and serve as a trading post for much of this sector. We offer cheap materials and goods and no civilization has tried to fight us in many years." Julos continued his explanation and then took a drink from his glass.

"Sort of like Switzerland," Daniel commented and then he finished the last of his Livist. Daniel put down his silverware and formed a pyramid with his hands, placing them under his chin.

Salom waved to the waiter to take everyone's plates away. "What is Switzerland?"

"It is a country on our planets, much like the other land masses on Moriah," Daniel said.

"I see. It is time for the test. Have all your questions been answered? We are all very anxious to see the results." Julos motioned for SG-1 and Adam and Duncan to follow him.

Jack looked at his team, everyone giving a slight nod of their head. "Yes, we're ready," Jack said.

The team followed Julos as he walked on a paved road about a mile from the city. They arrived at a flat field where a large machine sat in the right corner of the field and a fence was erected at the other corner. "This is our practice field. The drone will be coming from this direction," Julos said as he pointed to the west. The machine will pick up your aura."

"How can you be sure that the machine is picking up Adam's aura and not everyone else's?" Sam asked. She waved her arm toward the small contingent of Moriahans.

"We will go behind the fence. The machine has a very short range. It is a safe guard. Only two people are on duty at any given time. The machine must be manually operated. This serves as a back up for our primary devices," Julos said as he waved the Moriahans toward the fence.

"I'm not sure I understand. I thought the machines are powered by your Quickenings, not operated by people," Sam asked as she looked over the device.

"Yes, you're right. The machine collects the Quickening, as you call it, and shoots down the enemy. This machine is not kept on, but only monitored. We are turning it on and then walking out of its range. Adam will be close enough to activate its power. Two sentries monitor the sky and if a ship gets past our other devices, they turn this on and direct the pulse," Julos explained. He showed Adam what switches to operate to send the decoys into the air.

He then followed Duncan and SG-1 behind the fence with the other Moriahans. They were using SG-1's walkie talkie system to communicate.

"Ready, Adam," Jack said as he pushed the button.

"Ready." The drone had traveled 200 feet up in the air when a blast emanating from Adam's position blew up the ship.

Watching the explosion from his vantage point, Jack pushed the Walkie Talkie, "Way to go Adam."

"It seems similar to the Tollan defense towers; except they are activated by a Quickening rather then technology," Carter said as she watched the demonstration.

"I do believe you are correct, Major Carter," Teal'c said as he bowed his head slightly.

"We should try it again, Sir. Just to be sure," Carter said.

'Ah, Julos. Can we try again?" Jack asked as he placed his hands in his pockets and rocked on his heels a little.

"Of course," he said.

"Adam," Jack said. "Do it again. We don't want this to be a fluke and not work the next time."

Adam sent another decoy in the air and it was destroyed.

Everyone left the security of the fence area and walked toward Adam's position."It is good that your aura can operate the weapon," Julos said as he approached Adam. "We didn't think it would be strong enough, but it appears it is able to operate the weapon." Turning toward Jack, Julos said, "Since Adam can operate the machine, my government is willing to trade them. We will allow you to take this machine with you to show your government."

"Sweet," Jack rubbed his hands together. "Wait till I show Hammond our anti- Goa'uld machine. Sure will take some heat off the SGC to find new ways to fight the snake heads."

Daniel shook Julos' hand. "Thank you for all your help. We will be returning home, but we will be sending another team to continue our negotiations," Daniel said.

"You will not be returning?" Julos frowned. "I see. I was hoping to learn more about Adam and his aura, but maybe another time," Julos said as he stuck his hand out to shake Adam's hand.

"Probably not. Our team makes the initial contact with other civilizations, but we have other teams that continue negotiations," Daniel explained as he crossed his arms across his chest.

Adam and Duncan looked at each other. Adam's body became stiff and the slight smile he had on his face disappeared.

"I don't go through the gate very often," Adam said as he returned the handshake.

Julos nodded his head and bowed slightly. "It has been an honor to meet you and my government looks forward to a long and prosperous alliance." Turning toward Adam, he said, "Perhaps you might make an exception and return to Moriah in the future. I see the air car is here to take you back to the gate. We will transport the machine by one of our ore transports." Julos gestured to the transport that was arriving at the field.

When the air car and the transport arrived at the Gate, everyone disembarked and the Moriahans placed the machine on a pallet with wheels. SG-1 and the Immortals had their gear with them and were ready to depart. The pallet was easy to maneuver as it was operated by electronic controls, almost like a toy car. Only Julos and Salom were at the Gate to see the SG team off.

"It was a pleasure meeting you, Colonel O'Neill," Julos said. "I wish you luck in your fight against the Goa'uld. I hope our weapons will make a difference."

"Thank you, Julos." Jack said, and then looked at Daniel. "Dial us home."

Daniel hit the symbols for Earth and the Gate made its familiar worm hole. The pallet with the machine was operated by Carter. It led the way through the gate and remainder of SG-1 and the Immortals walked up the Gate ramp, returning to Earth.

"Welcome back SG-1. Well done. Adam, Duncan, Earth owes you a debt of gratitude," General Hammond said as he shook their hands. The Immortals returned the hand shake. "Debriefing in one hour."

"Yes, Sir," Jack said. "Off to the Infirmary for more poking and prodding. Fun," he said as he left the gate room with Carter, Teal'c, Adam and Duncan following immediately behind him.

SG-1 completed their physicals and had left the infirmary. Adam and Daniel were the last two to get checked out. Once they were given the all clear, they made their way to the debriefing.

"You know, I don't understand why they bother giving us a physical," Duncan said to Adam as they passed an airman in the hallway. "Our Quickening heals us and we know the Goa'uld can't blend with us either."

"True, but not everyone knows about our Immortality and I'd like to keep it that way," Adam said quietly.

"I see your point. Everyone on SG-1 knows, but I think the exams make us appear one of their own. That should be worth the exam."

"Your desire to fit in to society never ceases to amaze me, Duncan."

"Ahh, Uhh..." Duncan started to respond, but they had arrived at the situation room. Adam sat down at the long table, nodding to Daniel and the others. Duncan walked to the credenza, pouring two cups of coffee. "Want cream and sugar?" he asked Adam.

"No, thanks. Black will do, but since you're serving, I'll take some water too."

"I've only got two hands," Duncan said as he showed them to Adam. He brought the coffee to the table and placed one cup in front of Adam. "Here's your coffee. If you want water, get it yourself."

"I really don't want any," Adam said.

"So, why'd you ask for it?"

"To see if you'd bring it," Adam said, smiling at Duncan.

"Let's start the debriefing," General Hammond said as he sat down. "I understand you picked up some anti-Goa'uld weapons," he said as he looked at Jack.

"Yes, Sir. Watched Adam smoke those fake ships out of the sky," Jack said as he grinned widely. "Those Moriahans have some fancy technology and they're willing to share."

"I see. Adam, can you tell me about the weapons. I understand they are powered by your Quickening."

Adam sat up in his chair and looked at General Hammond. "General, we're glad to assist Earth in ridding itself of the Goa'uld; however, we can't activate the machine in every battle," Adam reminded General Hammond.

"I know son. Right now, I'm just happy to have a weapon we can use against them. The President is very excited about this and has asked to see a demonstration as soon as possible. With that in mind, a plane will be here within two hours to take us to New Mexico for a demonstration."

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The President was waiting when they disembarked from the plane.

"Welcome back, SG-1. Adam and Duncan, I understand that you've brought back an anti Goa'uld ship weapon. I'm very anxious to see it in action," the President said as he shook both their hands.

"We were glad to help, Sir. Anything to rid Earth of the Goa'uld is worth our efforts," Adam said and he shook the President's hand.

Daniel, Teal'c, Jack and General Hammond formed a circle with the Immortals.

Sam had been talking with an airman regarding her instructions that she had relayed. "We'll need some decoys that have Naquada engines similar to the Goa'uld ships. The Moriahans said the weapon identifies the frequency of their engines," Sam explained. "While we were flying, I spent the specifications of several Goa'uld ships to the engineers here. They are supposed to have a few small mock ups for Adam to demonstrate the machine." She looked around for the remote control decoys she had discussed with the local engineers. After a short discussion with the chief engineer, she returned to the group. "They've rigged half dozen decoys with the specs for Adam to use. If you'll all go to the right of the building there, you should avoid any of the blast," Carter said as she pointed to an empty field next to the building.

"Glad you pointed that out," Jack said. "I might have gotten confused which empty field to stand by. I mean there is only one building on the test field," he said tongue in cheek.

Carter frowned, but didn't respond. "Adam, the airman will release the decoy. If the machine fails, the decoy should fall into the lake."

"Okay."

Everyone except Adam and the airman shooting the decoys walked to the side of the building. There was a rope cordoning off the area.

The first decoy was sent in the air and everyone by the building watched as it soared into the sky. A large splash was seen from the lake. "We'll that went well," Jack said. "Try again, Carter."

"Yes, Sir."

"It doesn't work," Adam said after two additional splashes. He and Major Carter returned to the area where the rest of the team was watching.

"Sir, we watched the demonstration on Moriah and the device worked. Maybe this is a faulty device," Jack said as he tried to explain the failures to the President and General Hammond. He stuck his hands in his pockets and looked to his teammates for other answers.

"No, I took the device straight from Julos after the last demonstration on Moriah," Carter said. "Every switch and mechanism is here like it was on the planet. I just don't understand."

Adam looked at his friends, seeing their disappointment. "Salom said that no one could operate the devices and that is why they have never traded them. While they do have a Quickening, their race is not Immortal."

"The tablets talk about a race with Quickening Energy. It never said they were Immortal. The Moriahans have children and they die, maybe the Ancients understood that the energy was the weapon," Daniel said as he talked out loud quietly to himself. He crossed his arms across his chest as he stood silently for a few minutes. "Adam, you've lived on our planet for over 5,000 years and maybe during that time, Ancients came to our planet. They noticed your Quickening and witnessed "the game". They also traveled to many other planets and it's possible that they traveled to Moriah. They saw the same Quickening and thought that they were Immortal too."

"But the device worked on Moriah," Sam said as she looked at the small crowd of people. "It really doesn't matter if they're Immortal or not. If it worked there, it should work here. After all, Julos said it was the Quickening energy that made it work."

"You're right, but why won't it work here if it worked there?" Adam asked.

"Maybe there is something about the planet that is the key," Daniel said. Daniel paced back and forth in the small area as he gathered his thoughts.

"That could explain the references on the tablets. The tablets referred to a weapon that is released from energy. It talks about the people using the weapon, but it appears that we put the two together when there really isn't a connection," Adam clarified.

"But, I still think the Quickening is a connection. I'd like to find out more about the Moriahans. Find out about their quickening, how they developed the weapon, why the Goa'uld don't come looking for their destroyed Hateks. Maybe there are answers and things we could learn from them to assist in our fight," Daniel said. He raised his eyebrows and furrowed his brow as he looked at General Hammond.

"Son, you have some very good reasons to go back to the planet. Write up a proposal and I'll review it for another mission. Since it is no longer first contact, another SG team will make the trip. I'll keep you informed of their progress," General Hammond responded as he acknowledged Daniel's request.

"Yes, Sir," Daniel replied as he sighed in defeat again.

'Since we're finished here, the plane will take us back to the Mountain. SG-1 will have three days down time," General Hammond said. "President, I will keep you apprised of the situation. If we are able to operate the weapon, you will be notified."

"Of course," the President said. "It was a pleasure seeing you again, Adam and Duncan. Our government thanks you for your continued efforts in our fight against the Goa'uld."

"Aye, Mr. President. We want to rid Earth of the Goa'uld as much as you do," Duncan said as he shook the President's hand.

The members of the SGC saluted the President as he turned and walked toward Airforce 1. When he boarded the plane, they returned to the plane that had brought them from the SGC. Adam and Duncan followed.

"I'm sorry, Daniel. I thought we had a real shot this time," Jack said as he placed his hands in his pockets.

"Me too," Daniel said as he crossed his hands against his chest.

"Adam, thank you for trying. I guess you won't have to worry about that cargo ship full of Immortals," Daniel said.

Jack gave Daniel and Adam a questioning look.

"I'll explain later," Daniel said as he walked up the stairs to the plane.

"This ought to be good," Jack said.

"So we can't kill the Goa'uld with your Quickening. I guess we'll have to keep shooting them the old fashioned way," Jack said as he stepped into the plane.

"Yeah, I guess," Adam agreed.

After the plane landed, Duncan and Adam stayed at the SGC for a few days. Adam studied the tablets for additional clues and Duncan taught a few more martial arts classes.

On the morning of the third day, Duncan came in to Daniel's office. "Adam, I think its time to go home. I don't think we can do anything more to fight the Goa'uld."

"I guess you're right. There's not much more we can do here. We can leave tomorrow."

SG-1 and Adam and Duncan went to dinner that evening.

Daniel looked at the menu, then placing it on the table in front of him. "It's been a pleasure working with you again, Adam," Daniel said. "I always am challenged when we are together."

"I'm sorry that the weapon didn't work. I would have liked to study the Moriahans longer," Adam said. He took a drink of his beer and peeled the label on the bottle.

"You are a formidable warrior, Duncan MacLeod and it has been a pleasure working with you as well," Teal'c said.

"Thank you, Teal'c. Like you, I have many years of practice," Duncan said as he bowed his head in an honorary nod.

"I'm sure Daniel will call if he finds any other references to Immortals," Jack said.

'I'm going to do some analysis on the Moriahan machine; try to see if I can determine what the problem is," Carter said. She picked up a roll and buttered it, then took a bite.

They finished dinner and enjoyed each other's company. Adam and Duncan returned to their home the following day.

Epilogue:

SG-7 went to the planet and brought back the machine, explaining to the Moriahans what had occurred. The Moriahans were very willing to assist in discovering the problem. Medical data was obtained from the Moriahans and compared to the data the SGC had on Adam and Duncan. While normally Adam and Duncan did not willingly submit to medical tests, they were given physicals after each off world mission and this information was available for review. It was easier to keep their Immortality a secret if they were not given special treatment.

After several months of investigation SG-1 was called into the situation room to discuss the findings.

"I assume you all remember your visit to the Moriahans several months ago where you found the energy weapon," General Hammond asked as he reviewed his notes.

"Yes," Jack said as he looked at the folder with the SGC insignia given to him by the airman.

"We think we have an explanation for the problem. "I'll turn it over to Dr. Frasier to explain."

Dr. Frasier opened her folder and shifted through several pieces of paper before beginning. "It appears that the blood work completed from the Moriahans and Duncan and Adam is very similar, but with a few anomalies. These are the same anomalies that we think make them Immortal. However, the planet's atmosphere is very different than Earth. There is more Ozone in their planet and their gate also exhibits a higher level of Ozone and Freon then other gates in this region. We have conducted numerous tests and feel with a great degree of certainty that these differences make the weapon unusable on Earth." Janet looked at each member of SG-1 as she spoke.

"So you're saying, if Earth had more Freon and Ozone, we could operate the weapons?" Daniel asked, amazed the answer was a logical scientific one. He intertwined his fingers of his hands as they rested on the table.

"Yes. We've done some additional testing with the weapon, using Adam and Duncan in settings where those levels are equivalent to those on Moriah and the device works," Janet stated.

"Well if it's that easy, why don't we just build special rooms in a ship where they can fire the weapon?" Jack asked. He waved his hand and then pointed his finger toward Janet as he finished his question.

"If only if were that easy. There was no way to keep the gas inside the small chamber without affecting other crew members. It would have been too dangerous," General Hammond said, his voice firm and somber.

"I can see that would be a problem," Jack said as he folded his fingers into a triangle.

"Wait a minute, are you saying you involved Adam and Duncan in experiments?" Daniel asked as his face went ashen and he slammed his hand down on the table. "We promised them they would be safe and ..."

"Hold on son," General Hammond said as he held up his hand to quiet Daniel. "They volunteered to participate. I think they were as disappointed as we were that the device didn't work."

"Sorry, General."

"No need to apologize. I appreciate your concern." General Hammond looked at his team, nodding to each person with a slight dip of his head. "Okay people, we have a planet to protect. Your next mission will be tomorrow at 12:00 and you will gate to PX-752. Mission briefings are in your boxes. Dismissed." General Hammond stood up, exiting the room.

The members of the premier team looked at each other, smiled and walked out of the room. Daniel said to Jack, "Want a cup of coffee?"

Jack turned toward Daniel, "Sure. Teal'c, Sam- We're heading to the commissary for some coffee. Wanna come? I hear they have blue Jell-O today."

"Excellent," Teal'c answered.

"Sir," Sam responded as she joined her team mates.

They walked to the commissary as they speculated on the new mission for tomorrow.

The end.