My Son, The Alien 9
...They Spun A Web For Me
by Belladonna
URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/asb/belladonna/mysont09.php
Summary: Shifu and John meet the NID, in their separate ways
Shifu sat quietly, watching as the NID agent, Agent Buchanan, fiddled with his recording device. He decided that the other man was trying to make him nervous, so he settled into himself, becoming so still that it was making the other man nervous. A smirk from Daniel told him that his father was aware of what he was doing, and approved.
"Can I have your full name?" Buchanan asked abruptly.
"Shifu Nicholas Charles Jackson," Shifu replied steadily.
When he'd first had to register for school he'd been confused by the requirement of more than one name. Jack's facetious, 'You're not Madonna, kid', had only made Daniel roll his eyes and explain that you needed a first name and a surname for governmental purposes.
Jack had then explained that parents often honored other members of the family by using familial names for the middle name of their child. Shifu had nodded his understanding, and when Daniel and Jack had gone for an appointment of some kind, he'd called Colonel Carter and asked her about Daniel's and Jack's families. He'd then chosen his two middle names based on what he'd learned. When Jack had checked over the paperwork, he'd seen what Shifu had written, hugged him hard and then showed Daniel who'd hugged him as well.
"How old are you?"
Shifu tilted his head. "I am 11 years of age in Taur'i years, but to be able to learn more I decided to become a young adult of the Taur'i. I am now considered 17 years of age."
"And your biological parents were the goa'uld's, Apophis and Amonet?"
"They were," Shifu said gravely.
"And what, exactly, are you here to learn about?" Buchanan demanded.
"Exactly?" Shifu raised an eyebrow. "I don't know if I can quantify it in exact terms."
Buchanan gave him a scornful look. "I've seen your grades. Try."
"All right. I want to discover what family is," Shifu told him honestly. "I want to understand love, in all of its forms. I want to see Earth from the perspective as someone who has lived here, to understand why the Taur'i would sacrifice all for it."
"Oh, please. You can't seriously expect me to believe that you're here to see what ~love~ is! Isn't it more likely that you're here to eventually take over Earth, using your powers as a Harcesis?"
"Hey!" Daniel began, defensively surging to his feet.
Shifu touched Daniel's arm, "It's fine, Daniel." He waited until Daniel sat back down, then looked at the NID agent.
"If I had wanted to do that then I wouldn't purposely left behind both the knowledge of the Ancients and of the Harcesis. However, I do not want to 'rule Earth', as you put it. I want to be a normal human."
Buchanan went on to ask more questions, all centering on what Shifu was really doing on Earth and what his plans were and 'Did he really think he was fooling anybody?', implying that the SGC, Daniel and Jack were fools.
Daniel didn't know if it was to piss him off, or shake the younger man, but he watched proudly as Shifu merely answered every question politely, not letting the man rattle him.
Finally, after the latest thinly veiled insult thrown at him by the NID agent, Shifu folded his arms over his chest. "You are asking the question but you are not listening to the answer, therefore I am done."
Buchanan tapped his pen against the table a couple of times. "What complete and utter bullshit..."
"I'll thank you to remember that Shifu is here voluntarily, not a prisoner for interrogation," Daniel said hotly.
"That can change, Dr. Jackson," Buchanan said smugly. "When I present my findings...urk!" the door to the small room had slammed open and Buchanan found himself pinned to the wall, a steely forearm against his throat as his feet dangled. The SP's outside of the room blandly ignored what was going on.
"I think we're done here, don't you think, Agent Buchanan?" Jack said softly. "We've done as General Landry has asked. Shifu came here voluntarily, and he's leaving 'cause ~I ~ said so. And if you have any problems with that, then you can refer them to the 'I don't give a rat's ass' section of the NID. Do ya get me?"
Buchanan gagged and jerked his head as much as he was able in the parody of a nod, and found himself collapsed on the floor, gasping for air.
"Ja-ack," Daniel said with a fond headshake. Shifu didn't speak, but kept his eyes on Jack.
Jack blinked innocently. "Hey, let's go to O'Malley's and get a steak as big as your head, kid. Whaddya say?"
Shifu grinned. "Well, maybe some fish but that sounds fine. All of this talking has made me very hungry." He followed Daniel out, but Jack leaned down to peer into the NID agent's face.
"Ask Maybourne if you want to find out what kind of enemy I can be," he warned quietly, before straightening up and following his family.
Buchanan finally caught his breath and pushed to his feet, jerking in surprise when he saw the General standing there. "Sir."
"I told you that this was a bad idea, but since you went over my head to the President, I had to agree," General Landry stated.
"That ~kid~ is a clear and present danger to Earth!" Buchanan said hoarsely, swallowing hard against the ache in his throat.
Landry snorted. "That ~kid~ is Dr. Jackson and General O'Neill's son, in every way that counts. What would you do to protect your family, Agent Buchanan?" he turned to the SP's guarding the door. "See Agent Buchanan out, would you?"
"Yes, sir," the SP's chorused cheerfully.
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John woke up, cotton-mouthed and momentarily confused. Where was Doc Fraser when you needed her? Then he remembered that he wasn't ~him~, and he was himself and gah, his mouth tasted terrible.
"Awake, are we Mr. Nelson?" the smarmy voice asked. Fuck. There ~had~ been someone in his apartment, the familiar feeling of general yuckiness combined with mild nausea told him he'd been tranquilized.
Panic induced adrenaline went a long way to clear up any confusion John was feeling, that and the restraints. "What's going on?" he asked, trying to sound like a harmless kid.
"Well, you're going to be our guest for awhile until we get what we want."
Mind scrambling, John tried to calm himself down as he asked, "What do you want?"
The man, to John's experienced eye definitely NID, smirked. "Truth. Power. Don't worry, we know the Jackson boy considers you a friend. He'll give us what we want and you'll be free to leave."
A lie. John knew he was expendable, now. He felt twin sensations burning his gut; relief that they didn't know who he was, and rage that they were trying to get to Shifu. Over his probably soon to be dead body.
