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"For You, I Will "Written By: Jewel of Hell Disclaimer: Don't own nothin' but these words Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, language, violence, torture, abuse, character death (sort of), misuse of electricity, telepathy, politics, Sci-fi, crossover, AU Pairings: 1x2, other Summary: Crossover w/ Stargate: SG-1. On an alien
planet, Colonel Jack O'Neill and the rest of SG-1 find a sick young
man and take him home. Unwittingly unleashing a great threat on the
SGC as the boy isn't all he seems . . . " For You, I Will "
"What?" Jack started. He'd actually forgotten he'd followed Daniel to his office and was currently sitting there, staring into space. "What, what?" Daniel gave him a Flat Look. "You're making me nervous." Blink. "Eh?" Sighing and lowering his pen, Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose. "Jack, I wish you would either tell me what's bothering you or leave. The anticipation is killing me." Oh. Of course. What the hell else was Daniel talking about. The kid. He heaved a sigh of his own. "Dunno what to tell ya," he admitted at last. "I just got a bad feeling about it." Daniel gestured toward the door. "General Hammond asked me to contact the Desaines and tell them why we aren't there yet. Maybe they could tell us something." "Ah," Jack said, half nodding. He rose, indicating he would follow. The pair made their way in silence to the control room overlooking the 'gate room. Jack could tell he was making Daniel uneasy, but he couldn't really blame him. He was starting to make himself uneasy. He didn't like this situation. Something about it was screaming out to all his instincts that it was wrong. Exactly which part was wrong he had yet to figure out, and it was giving him a headache. Sighing again, he resolved to be patient until they'd learned more. Daniel looked down at Sgt. Walter. "Would you dial Desaine?" he asked. Ever the polite one. The balding man nodded. "Dialing P25-3X3." He typed some commands onto the keyboard, and in the 'gate room the Stargate started spinning. "Chevron one encoded." Jack watched the enormous ring begin its thing. He was guessing, based on the kid's reaction, that the Desaine Central Government had something to do with all this. Why else would the poor kid go into fits over them? Daniel sent him a furtive look, and Jack realized he was doing it again. Giving his best friend a slightly sheepish look, he tried to stop. "Chevron two encoded." Perhaps the kid was a prisoner. Maybe he'd escaped from them and had been attempting to flee punishment. "Chevron three encoded." Maybe he was a captive. Imprisoned unfairly and unjustly for information or technology or - "Chevron four encoded." "Jack, you're giving me a headache," Daniel murmured in his ear. Giving Daniel a rueful smile, Jack forced his mind to clear. "Chevron five encoded." "We'll get to the bottom of this," Daniel promised, his eyes full of confidence. "You'll get to the bottom of this." The lights flickered. Jack blinked, startled. What the - Walter looked nonplussed as the computer screens went blank and the 'gate stopped dialing. A large message started flashing across the monitors in red: SECURITY BREACH DETECTED. "Shit!" Jack snapped, reaching over and slapping the alarm button on the wall. Claxons began their blaring, and red lights flashed. "What the hell is it?" "Sir, the computers have detected someone or something trying to hack into our mainframe," Walter said in a voice rising with distress. "Get Carter in here!" he snapped. "Already here, Sir," came the Major's voice. She came racing around him, taking Walter's place at the terminal just as General Hammond came out of his office. "Colonel, what's going on?" he demanded. "Sir, it looks like someone is trying to hack into the SGC," Carter answered before Jack could open his mouth. "There's a virus in our system, and it's moving fast. Attempting to isolate before it reaches the mainframe and - shit!" Even Jack was slightly taken aback. Carter usually kept her explosive language for offworld where the general couldn't hear. "Major?" Hammond prompted. She shook her head. "It's in, sir. There's nothing I can do. It just locked me out, and I can't get in." She looked up at the general, expression stunned and lost. Hammond obviously was not willing to accept that. "Get back control of this base, Major. I want to know where the breach came from, and who is responsible. Colonel, I want this base locked down. I don't need to remind you, we've got three teams offworld right now who can't come home until this base is back under our control." With that, he stalked back into his office. "Get on it, Carter," Jack ordered. He sprinted out of the control room to follow the general's orders and put the base on lockdown. o8o o8o Major Samantha Carter, arguably the most brilliant mind at the SGC, fought with the computers to get them to talk to her. Even though the system displayed all the symptoms of being bombarded by a powerful virus, she couldn't trace it. At her shoulder, Daniel stood quietly. She took strength from his warm, reassuring presence as she fought her own frustration and growing desperation. Colonel O'Neill reappeared about twenty minutes later, and she tried not to wince. He wasn't a patient man, and he wanted answers whether she could provide them or not. Fortunately, she wasn't completely empty-handed. And she suspected he would not like what she had to say. "Colonel," she said with a nod. "I haven't been able to isolate the virus, but I discovered where it originated." He just cocked his head, like he did when he was listening and didn't want to wait. Skipping all the techno-jargon that he would neither appreciate nor understand, she rapped her knuckle against the monitor. "In the infirmary, sir." Both Daniel and O'Neill straightened, exchanging looks. "The infirmary," her CO repeated flatly. "Yes, sir," Sam confirmed. She knew they were both thinking the same thing, and so was she. The boy they'd brought back from Desaine. o8o o8o When the nurse helped him back to his bed, Duo could barely contain his nervous energy. How tight was security around here? Would the SGC detect his tampering before his pendant finished working? Would they have sophisticated-enough programs to stop it if they did? Duo had no idea what he would do then. Probably beg these people to kill him. For several moments he lay there, trying to watch his pendant without drawing attention to it. The light on the 'hilt' continued to blink green, meaning of course it was transferring its data. As soon as it went solid green, the transfer would be complete and the pendant would have done its job. It was a very fast-acting device, it would need almost no time at all- And then it went solid green. Duo almost fainted from the sharp relief. It was done. Closing his eyes, he relaxed into the pillows. No doubt the SGC would soon detect the tampering. But now, it was too late. They wouldn't be able to stop it. Sure enough, alarms began blaring and red lights flashed. Duo barely flinched at the sudden noise, feeling far more peaceful now. Not long passed and there was a flurry of activity in the halls. Nurses fluttered about, probably following some kind of emergency plan. Duo ignored it all, including the armed men that stationed themselves at the infirmary's entrance. A faint smile crossed his lips. Good. It wasn't very long before Colonel O'Neill and Daniel came into the infirmary. They were followed by a shorter blonde woman - still taller than Janet - that he'd never seen before. And a round bald man who wore authority like one long used to it. Possibly the base's leader. Probably, he amended silently. He waited for them to approach the bed, glad it was up to allow him to sit rather than lie down. "What the hell did you do?" O'Neill barked out. Straight to accusations. Duo shrugged slowly, knowing his expression would be cool, indifferent, and possibly satisfied. "I'm not sure what you mean." The tall colonel loomed over him. "I think you know damn well what I mean." "Jack . . ." Daniel said, reaching over to put a hand on the man's arm-which he shook off. "What did you do?" "Gonna imprison me?" Duo said with a dark, crooked smile. For a moment he actually thought the man might attempt bodily harm, but at that moment a strong, authoritative voice rang out, "Stop." Duo's heart leaped in his chest, everything melting off his mind except that voice. His eyes flickered shut, his stomach fluttering pleasantly. The humans at his bedside all looked completely flabbergasted. It was the bald leader that recovered first. "Who was that?" "Your Major Carter called me a virus," the voice said, "although that is an oversimplification. If you hurt Duo, Colonel O'Neill, I will make you regret it." Their expressions darkened, but Duo barely noticed. God, he'd missed hearing his name spoken like that. O'Neill took several steps backward, casting about. "Where the hell are you?" "Who the hell are you?" the bald leader said immediately after. "My name is Heero Yuy," Heero's voice poured over Duo's senses. "I am of the same race as Duo, though I have been reduced to this thanks to the Desaines. I am the so-called virus Duo downloaded into your mainframe." "So it was you," O'Neill growled, advancing again. "I meant what I said, Colonel," Heero warned quietly. "I don't have any desire to hurt you, but I will if you touch Duo." "How are you gonna do that?" O'Neill taunted. "Colonel," the bald leader said in an undertone. Duo started when he felt cool wires shift around him, and in moments exposed lines crackled with energy around him. "Something like this," Heero said - he sounded vaguely amused. "I could kill you with little trouble, even without my physical body." "Heero," Daniel said, looking toward the monitors, "can you make yourself appear on the screens?" Duo eagerly sat up a little straighter, because he knew the answer to that. In moments, the monitor that had been displaying his vitals went black. Replacing the information, Heero's beautiful face appeared. His slightly unkempt hair, roguish and dark in striking cobalt eyes. Skin warm golden tones that had always reminded Duo of the sun. His fingers literally ached with the desire to touch that skin again, to run through the dark hair, to trace contours he remembered so well. "I can," Heero said. Daniel immediately addressed his image. "What happened to you? You said you were of the same race as Duo?" "What is that race?" Janet abruptly interjected. Duo started. He'd not noticed her appear. "We were called the N'saian," Heero replied. "There are very few of us left. We were persecuted for our many unique abilities, telepathy not the least of which. Our homeworld was invaded by the Gao'uld, but our peaceful people did not have any defenses. Most of them were either killed or enslaved. Our families, Duo's and mine, fled and eventually wound up on Desaine. We had lived there for some time. When Duo was thirteen and I was fourteen, we entered the Desaine Central Military, invited to train and fight for our new home. We agreed, but we were betrayed. My physical body was killed and my consciousness transferred into a computer program. My mind's capacity mutated it beyond recognition. Duo was imprisoned and tortured for weeks. They performed countless experiments on us both, hoping to maximize our potential as weapons. I will neither allow you to take him back to them, nor allow them to come here." Old pain welled up in Duo's heart. Though he was only fifteen and Heero sixteen, the two of them had been lovers for several months before they'd been betrayed. He could remember his excitement at joining the military. He could remember the horror at seeing Heero killed. And the stilted joy that he still had Heero with him, even if not physically. The bald leader stirred. "I cannot allow you to have control of this facility," he said in a hard voice. On the screen, Heero looked down at him. "You can't
stop me, General Hammond. And until you agree to a few things, I'm
not returning control to you."
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