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shanachie_quill) wrote2013-01-10 11:38 am
FIC Handbook to Interagency Cooperation
Characters: Evan Lorne/Aiden Bancroft-Lorne, Jonas MacFadden, Deke Zulu, Murray, Wall, Megan Reeves, Don Eppes, Charlie Eppes, David Sinclair, Colby Granger/Meredy Eppes-Granger
Fandom: Stargate: Atlantis, Numb3rs
Chapter: Goa'uld Interrogation 101
Written For: Gommeroi (originally my co-author, now I’m finishing this for her)
Prompt:
Summary: Past and Present collide when Lorne and Aiden travel to LA to track down a goa'uld and meet with the Numb3rs team. Can everyone put their personal issues aside to find the bad guy in time?
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17
Spoilers: anything aired is fair game, but we went a bit AU; especially since we started writing this before everything had aired, we didn’t like all of the things that were going on and well, things just kinda got Jossed all around
Warnings: swearing, violence (although not worse than what was on the show), hey Aiden’s here of course there’s swearing, just general about what you’d see on the show, Marine shenanigans
Disclaimer: No one recognizable belongs to me; Meredy doesn’t belong to me either. Not making any money off of this.
Author's Note: Original Author's Note: To those of you who have reviewed, thank you! We love hearing if you like the story or not. I try to answer when I get them, but I can't always because I appear to have killed my laptop and my desktop is in storage. So if you write and you don't hear from us...that's why.
Sorry this chapter took so long, I swear we had it done a while ago, but we needed to get the next one done two...the timeline is a little wonky on these two...they happen pretty much simultaniously so at the end it might get a little confusing.
If anyone can pick out the little homage to Terminator 2...more power to you! I know it's a blink and you'll miss it homage, but I thought it was pretty cool.
Standard disclaimer...I think by now you know who does and doesn't belong to us. Let's add SG-1 to the list of those we don't own.
Other than that...sit back and enjoy the ride!
Colby woke to someone standing over him. The tall man was elaborately dressed in bright clothing tall with short dark hair and brown eyes. On either side of him were armed men with strange tattoos on their foreheads. Evan was slumped beside Colby with his hands tied in front of him. Colby tested his hands and found, to his dismay, that they were bound tightly as well.
"You can't escape me, human," the man said arrogantly.
"Who are you?" Colby questioned.
"I am Ba'al," he thundered.
"Ba'al? That's it? What kind of name is that?" Colby asked.
"I am your God and that is all you need to know." The voice had a kind of double toned quality that Colby found very weird to listen to.
"God? You don't look like how I pictured God," Colby replied.
Ba'al let out a deep evil laugh that sent chills down Colby's spine. "You amuse me, human. I may keep you alive a little longer. Tell me who you are."
"No way, asshole."
"Wrong answer!"
Ba'al lifted up his right hand and Colby saw a device there that was similar to the one Meredy had found at one of the murder scenes. Ba'al held it in front of Colby's face and it glowed a strange reddish colour. Agonizing pain laced through Colby's body and he tried not to cry out. The Agent thought of his dark haired wife and young son to keep his sanity.
"You are strong," Ba'al said, impressed despite himself with the human as he lowered his hand. "Tell me what you were know about my Ancient device?"
"What Ancient device?" Colby queried. Ba'al held his hand over Colby's face. "I don't know what you're talking about or what an Ancient is!" Colby said quickly. "Please. Don't." He hated himself for begging, but that light hurt worse than all of Lance Mason's drugs.
Ba'al held up his hand again, smirking. "Stop! He's telling the truth!" Evan cut in. The pilot had woken to see his friend being tortured by the Goa'uld.
"You are awake, human," Ba'al said, "but I do not believe you about your friend. What happened to my Ancient device?" Ba'al demanded as he hit Colby with the light again. Colby collapsed as Ba'al took the weapon off him and started breathing heavily. He closed his eyes as his head throbbed in pain. He found himself leaning back against a crate.
"I have no idea what you're referring to," Evan answered calmly.
"Why were you hanging around my building?" Ba'al demanded.
"We aren't going to tell you why," Colby replied, having recovered enough to want to help Evan.
"What are you doing here, Ba'al?" Evan queried.
"You know him?" Colby asked Evan.
"His name's Ba'al, like bocci. He's one of those Goa'ulds we told you earlier."
"Silence!" Ba'al roared.
Colby stared stunned at Lorne, a shiver of fear crawling up and down his spine. This was so much worse than he could have imagined. "That's what Aiden was trying to explain to you guys."
"They'll find us," Colby assured him as Ba'al moved away, obviously frustrated with their lack of co-operation.
"How do you know?" Evan replied.
"If I'm ever separated from Mer for some reason, I usually let her know I'm okay. I'm overdue and she's picked up on that by now. I'm sure Mer's got everyone mobilized by now," Colby whispered. "What about Aiden? Won't she be worried?"
Evan grinned. "Oh, she's gonna be pissed. We'll be lucky if LA is still standing when she's done." He eyed Ba'al, trying to gage distances. "With no one around to rein her in…" he trailed off. "Let's just say it won't be pretty. Hopefully your friends won't let her have any access to explosives."
"Worried she'll blow herself up?" Colby asked.
"No, just really, really concerned she'll start threatening others. And Aiden will carry out her threats. Hopefully someone will be smart enough to get a hold of our team and get them here. The boom boys will go along with whatever she says and Deke will probably egg her on, but Mac should exert some control over her."
"Won't it take a few hours or days to get them here?" Colby questioned. "I know Meredy can do quite a bit of damage in a very little time."
"There are ways to get them here that won't take that long. But, yes, I am worried about the time frame," Evan answered.
"Silence!" Ba'al commanded as he strode back over to them. He was really getting irritated with these two; they were almost as annoying as SG-1, and that was saying a lot.
He indicated for his First Prime to move forward and place something on the right side of Colby's face. The jaffa had a small hand held device in his hand and he pointed it at the agent. Colby cried out in pain.
"Stop it!" Evan yelled, struggling against his bounds.
The Jaffa continued pressing the button again and again. Colby's cries could be heard through-out the room. Evan closed his eyes as he tried to free his hands. If Meredy found out what was happening to Colby she'd skin him alive. They needed to break free somehow. 'Who do I think I am? MacGyver? Ronon?' he asked himself.
"What happened to my Ancient device?" Ba'al demanded. "We searched the building and could not find it! You think you've spoiled my plans, Tau'ri? You are mistaken!" The Goa'uld was furious that his plans had been hindered.
"What are those plans?" Evan inquired.
"Do you think I am foolish, human?" Ba'al said arrogantly.
"I didn't say you weren't foolish. You've been pretty clever at keeping under the radar," Evan said.
Colby winced, blinking his eyes. He'd never felt so much pain before. It felt completely different to what Lance Mason had put him through on that Chinese freighter. This was a different sort of pain and he felt powerless against it. Colby leaned back against the crate.
"I would not get too comfortable, human! I have plans for you," Ba'al said to Colby, smirking at the federal agent.
"Our people will know we are missing and come looking for us and it's only a matter of time before they do find us," Colby retorted.
The Jaffa used his device again. Colby screamed.
"I want the device back stole from me!" Ba'al commanded.
"We don't know what you're talking about," Colby said after taking several deep breaths.
Ba'al smirked. "Do you wish to die, human?" Ba'al asked Colby, as his right hand came up over Colby's face again.
"Been there, done that, didn't bother with the t-shirt," Colby replied flippantly. Evan looked at the other man in surprise.
"I can send you there again!" Ba'al shouted. Ba'al's eyes flashed again. The Goa'uld turned around and walked over to a table that held some of the Ancient devices that he'd found. He picked two up and put one in each of his captives' hands. Ba'al smiled when the one in Evan's hands glowed. Ba'al put the devices away. With another smile, he left the two alone for a while.
Colby turned to Evan as soon as they were alone. "What the hell was that thing he put in our hands? And why did it do a glowy thingy for you?"
Evan sighed. "It's a…actually I have no idea what it's called, but they use them at our base to test if someone has a certain gene. I know I have the gene so I wasn't surprised to see it light up. The brightness of the glow depends on the strength of the person's gene. Apparently you don't carry that gene."
Colby recalled the light had been about the strength of a sixty watt blub. "It was pretty bright. You have this gene thing pretty strongly."
Evan squirmed, partially trying to get into a more comfortable position and partially uncomfortable with the conversation. He had the ATA gene, he was willing to use it on Atlantis, but it was just weird to be talking about it here on Earth. "I don't even come close to my CO," he finally said. "Try to rest now. I want to give your team a little more time and then we'll try breaking out."
Colby opened his mouth to respond, to ask how Evan thought they were going to break out, but the other man had already closed his eyes and his breathing was evening out. Colby shook his head at the pilot's apparent ability to fall asleep instantly even with his hands tied up.
For several days, Ba'al tortured both men trying to get one or the other to talk, yet they refused to answer his questions, making him grow even angrier and more frustrated. He kept them in separate rooms after that first night to prevent them from formulating an escape plan. He had learned from his captures of SG-1.
On the fourth day, Ba'al was over at a table looking at several strange devices after many hours of torturing Evan and Colby. Colby saw an opportunity to escape and he kicked out at the nearest guard, knocking him down. He lurched forward and grabbed the weapon from the jaffa's hand.
"Point and shoot once," Evan ordered, hoping the other man would do it without question. He was glad to see the zat had already been primed.
Colby did so without thinking. Turning, he fired once at the other guard and then at Ba'al as the Goa'uld came running back over to them. Their enemy fell to the ground; unconscious.
"Go!" Evan commanded. Colby had crouched to free him, but another Jaffa came running into the room, opening fire on them. Colby dived behind another crate a few feet away from Evan; who had rolled to one side and out of sight.
"No!" Colby yelled back, firing at the Jaffa who took a shot at him. He used the crate as protection, trying to get a clear line of fire as more and more Jaffa piled into the room, forcing him further and further away from Evan.
"Just go!" Evan shouted, purposely exposing himself to draw the Jaffas' attention and buy time for Colby to get out.
Colby escaped via the nearest exit and ran. He was shaken, but determined to escape, and get back to the office. He found a black van out in front of the building and hoped that the idiots who drove it last left a key in it. Frantically he searched, rifling through the glove box, then the rest of the car. With a soft, triumphant cry, he pulled the visor down and a set of keys tumbled into his palm. Now that he had wheels, he needed to get his hands free. Another quick search turned up a discarded knife under the front passenger seat. He cut the ropes binding his wrists together and started to keep the knife before thinking better of it, who knew what the weapon had been used for. Dropping it out the window, he started the car and pulled away as Jaffa began to pour from the warehouse. He headed straight for the FBI office.
At the first traffic light that was red, he reached up and pulled the device from his head. Pain lanced through his cranium and screamed. When he had recovered somewhat, he touched his forehead where it had been and felt a slight trail of blood trickling his forehead.
When he arrived at the FBI office he found a parking space and abandoned the van. He hurried inside the building and halted as security accosted him. "I'm Agent Colby Granger," he identified himself. "Get Agent Eppes. He'll vouch for me."
"You'll have to wait here, sir," the guard responded as one of them came forward to pat him down.
"Yeah, no problem," Colby said. They had had too many problems over the years with guys getting in who weren't supposed to be there. He wasn't going to argue with having to wait. He just really hoped they hurried.
A few moments later, someone must have called instead of going upstairs, the entire team poured out of the elevator. Colby was enveloped in hugs by everyone. Not only were Don, Megan, and David there, but even Larry, Charlie, and Amita. He'd never been so happy to see them. The one face he really wanted to see was missing though.
"Colby!" Megan exclaimed when the clamour died down a bit. "Are you all right? Meredy said you were missing? Where's Colonel Lorne!" Her friend looked liked he'd been in a fight and there was fresh blood on his right forehead.
"Where's Meredy?" he asked, looking around the group, trying to spot her. He couldn't figure out why she hadn't been at the front, ready to greet him.
Don frowned. "Let's all get upstairs." He gripped Colby's elbow and gave him a look that made Colby close his mouth abruptly on any questions.
When they were all closeted in the war room, Colby repeated, "Where's Meredy?"
"Gone with Doctor Lorne to look for you and Colonel Lorne," Don explained to his brother-in-law, relieved to see him alive. "They left right after we found out you both missing. Just vanished right out of thin air. Meredy didn't sign out downstairs, nothing. They just…poof. I'm assuming they went to look for you. We need to call her and let her know you're back." He opened his cell phone, walking a few steps away so he could hear as he placed the call.
"What happened, Colby?" Larry asked, finding him a chair.
"Lorne and I got ambushed by someone, something, at the last scene we went to. We had been canvassing the neighbourhood and had just gotten back to the scene. We had decided to come back here to report what we had found when they, it, ambushed us," Colby explained.
"Where is the colonel?" David inquired, handing Colby a cup of water.
"Back at the warehouse where they held us captive," Colby answered.
"The one where we found that thing?" Megan queried.
"No. They moved us to a new location. We need to go back there for Lorne."
"How many men does this guy have?" Don quizzed as he rejoined the group. "Meredy's on her way," he reassured his brother-in-law. Colby smiled in relief at the news.
"I'm not sure. It's not a large group of men, but its not exactly small group either. We saw maybe ten, fifteen different guys, but I couldn't be sure of a number. They were torturing us. Lorne told me to run when I knocked the one guy out. I was lucky to get out of there alive. I can't believe I left him there."
"So they have some fire power?" David inquired.
"Yeah and lots of it," Colby replied. "Weird shit we've never seen."
"No, but we have," Aiden responded as she and Meredy walked into the war room, followed by a group of men. All four of the men were dressed in military uniforms, but none wore any rank or insignia. Aiden was carrying a back pack.
Meredy went directly to Colby, hugging him tightly, and then giving in and kissing him. When she released him, Colby crossed over to Aiden who had taken her pack off and was at her laptop, showing something to the African-American who had walked in with her. "I'm sorry I left Lorne there," he told her.
Aiden looked up at him. "Did he tell you to go?" she asked.
Colby looked confused, but answered, "Yes."
She shrugged. "Then you had to. He's a stubborn man, Colby. Now, let's form a battle plan." She turned back to the computer, saying something quietly to the other man.
The red-haired man that had entered with her held out his hand to Colby. "Jonas MacFadden, preferably Mac," he introduced himself. "That's Deke there with Addy and the other two are Wall and Murray. Don't worry; we'll get the colonel back." He grinned. "If you think he's stubborn…" he whistled. "He's got nothing on a pissed off linguist."