STARGATE SG-1: City of the Gods by City of the Gods (SG1–4)

Author:City of the Gods (SG1–4) [Retail]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fandemonium Books
Published: 2020-06-24T20:41:45+00:00

Chapter eleven

Sam woke to the sound of soft footfalls. She reached for her sidearm but the Colonel placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. Wordlessly, she stood, pulled on her jacket and balaclava, and picked up her P90, all the while trying to ignore the pounding in her forehead.

O’Neill said nothing as he handed her a small packet and crawled into her recently vacated sleeping bag. Good, that meant everything was quiet. She signaled that she was going up to check the weather. He nodded, pulled the folds of the bag around him, and closed his eyes. She popped two Tylenol from the packet, swallowed them with half a liter of icy water and then headed up the tunnel.

Other than the now constant tremors and the crackle of ice underfoot, it was relatively quiet. Sam walked outside and looked around the valley. Except for the roiling, fire-tinged clouds that shrouded the volcano, the air was crisp and clear. Perhaps it was an optical illusion but the mountain seemed more threatening. A particularly foul smell wafted across the valley and into the cave. Grotesque images tugged at the fabric of her consciousness.

Sam hurriedly turned back inside, leaned against the cave wall, and rubbed her eyes. Janet had once told her that smell was the most evocative of the senses. The stench of the skull cave had been a redolent reminder of Netu and also Artemis’ planet. But while all of SG-1 had enough fodder to feed a dozen lifetimes of psychotic nightmares, the strange visions and compulsions that attempted to ooze their way into her mind had not waited until she was asleep.

Every SG team member had learned to employ psychological defenses against the horrors they’d encountered. Daniel immersed himself in musty books and Teal’c in kelno’reem. Having lost his family, the Colonel now went fishing. She worked on her motorbike. All induced a Zen-like state of relaxation. Sam snorted softly. Someone had even written a book about it.

Pulling her balaclava on, she walked outside again, and looked down to where the Stargate was buried beneath the ice and snow. Since their radios weren’t working, it was equally likely that the signal from the remote control wouldn’t reach the submersible. Her original plan had meant using the naquadah reactor to power the geologists’ laser cutter. They could rig a tripod on the ice above the DHD, then –

A soft sound alerted her. She lifted her P90, clicked off the safety and backed into the shadows.

“Hey, Sam, just me,” said Daniel.

Sam lowered her weapon and walked into the cave. “Sorry,” she mumbled, then pulled the balaclava down from her mouth. “Did I wake you when we changed watch?”

Daniel brought the hood of his jacket over his head then wrapped his arms around himself and bounced on his heels. “Ahhg! It’s cold up here! And no, you didn’t wake me. Call of nature.”

“Storm’s passed.” She pointed outside.

“I feel like my eyeballs are going to freeze.” Daniel rubbed his gloved hands together. “How on Earth did you and Jack survive Antarctica?”

“It wasn’t as cold as this.

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