A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing by Joag   
J/D, Established Relationship, Hurt/Comfort, Angst 
Rating: R
Daniel discovers a disturbing truth about Osiris.

A Wolf in Sheep's Clothing by Joag

The beam of light subsides and my body is released from its grip. I hit the ground hard. Pain continues to lance through my brain as I force my lungs to take in oxygen. The sharp tap of footsteps approaches, leaving me with no reprieve, and I force my arms to hold my weight, pushing myself upright until I'm more or less sitting.

  My vision is blurry but I can see the sequined sandals flashing at each step Osiris takes as he circles around me. The motion makes me dizzy but I dare not close my eyes.

  "You attempted to deceive me," Osiris says, his gravelly voice making a mockery of Sara's beautiful lilt.

  I remain silent, trying to force whatever brain cells that haven't been fried by his hand device into some kind of semblance of thought. The familiar pain beats through my head, making any kind of movement not a good thing. I struggle with the notion that too many times I've been at the receiving end of a Goa'uld hand device, and it's been a former loved one who's administered the pain and punishment.

  "I was told you were dead." The flashes stop as Osiris leans over me. "But here you are, alive, healthy, breathing." Sarah's hand is in my hair, forcing my head back and I attempt to focus my blurry vision on her face.

  "It was a temporary condition," I answer. Osiris has to know of my ascension. Anubis had to have told him of that small detail, hadn't he?

  A manicured finger touches the skin near my eye and slowly caresses my cheek. It's hauntingly familiar, a touch that's purely Sarah. I close my eyes and drive away the memory the touch invokes.

  I hear a soft, rustling sound and when I open my eyes, Osiris has lowered himself to one bent knee before me.

  "You enjoy games, do you not, Daniel? Was this a game you played along with your friends? A scheme, perhaps, in an attempt to conquer Anubis?"

  Okay, so Anubis obviously hadn't said anything to his pawns about my being ascended. Maybe he didn't want them to know of his own, half-ascended state.

  "How would you know, considering the Goa'uld never were team players." My words come out slightly slurred, even through the hissing sound in my ears.

  "Why did you show up on Anubis' ship? Why did your friends turn over the Eye of Ra to him? You must have had a reason for allowing Anubis to take the last of the amulets. What were you planning, Daniel?"

  "Why not... ask your pal Anubis?"

  "Oh, but this is so much more enjoyable."

  The finger is sliding against my cheek once more and I realize suddenly Osiris has leaned in closer. I try to push away but my body won't obey. It's all I can do to simply stay upright; moving around has become impossible.

  "Sarah, please. Fight this." I whisper the words, praying I can get through to her. But I know deep down Sarah isn't as strong as Shau'ri was. Osiris knows of our little fling, knows how much I care for his host. And he's trying to get to me using Sarah's body. He has no idea how much that disgusts me.

  "Do not waste your breath addressing my host." Osiris smiles, a sweet smile which is so much Sarah, my heart breaks knowing she's inside this monster and unable to do a thing to prevent the events unfolding before her. "There is only you..." the finger becomes a palm which cradles my cheek... "and me."

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