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Someone Who I Use To Know

As always, her Priors had been sent out to preach Origin to the unbelievers of Cartago, and preach they did. They always seemed to attract large gatherings and Adria had heard that there was much muttering amongst the population, though it was left to be seen which direction they would turn.

Adria had been curious, curious to see for herself what the people said among themselves. Curious to see how they truly felt about the Priors and the new religion they were trying to spread and so she had dressed herself as one of the Cartagians and had gone down to the planet so she could freely walk through the cities once her Priors had left to leave the people to ponder what they would do. It was an interesting mix of feelings she encountered. Fear of the new and acceptance. Some wanted to fight these newcomers and others wanted to embrace them. The Priors were compared to the Goa'uld and still others scoffed. It was a strange mixture to her and she was surprised that some did not seem to care either way.

Her eyebrows furrowed as she reached up, tugging the shawl that was covering her head back in to place as she walked down the street, pondering the things she had learned. She turned a corner and though she had been expecting their presence on the planet, she truly did not expect to actually see SG-1. She was about to duck her head, and turn down a different street when she saw him. Jonas Quinn. Him she had not expected to see and her eyes widened. She was staring, she knew she was and her heart was pounding almost painfully in her chest. She did duck her head though but she was certain he had looked in her direction right as she had done it.

She quickly turned down the street, pushing through the small crowd of people, intent on losing herself in that crowd just in case he had seen her.

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When Jonas had been rescued from the Ori, he hadn't exactly been expecting the SGC to let him do much in the way of helping. He thought he would be left to find his own way to help, just as he had the last time before he'd managed to get Colonel, now General, O'Neill to let him on SG-1. So he'd been more the pleasently surprised when a man he'd never met had insisted that he rejoin SG-1 as soon as possible. Cameron Mitchell had been so insistent that Jonas had been unable to refuse, so SG-1 became the first six person team at the SGC.

But it worked out nicely. It seemed like the extra members were needed just to make a team of four when Sam was sucked into working on a new weapon in the labs or Teal'C was working with the Free Jaffa Nation or Daniel was buried in another ancient text that might have a lead towards another defense against the Ori. For today's mission, it was Colonel Mitchell, Vala, Daniel and Jonas, which was a good thing since Teal'C and Sam were the two who have noticed Jonas' sudden distraction.

SG-1 had gone into hiding when the Priors had arrived and had come out to talk to the population again once they had gone. Jonas was with Cam, speaking to some of the Cartagians' leaders, when he spotted a very familiar face amoung the crowd that caused his breath to catch and his heart to race. It was only his Langaran senses that let him keep track of Cam's conversation as he tracked her through the crowd. He debated with himself for a few moments on whether or not to go after her, to see if it was who he thought it was, when Cam decided for him. The Colonel started arguing with one of the leaders and gave Jonas the perfect opportunity to slip away.

She glanced over her shoulder and not seeing him, she slowed her pace. She had to or she would look suspicious and the people might question who she was - that would not be a good thing. She exhaled slowly, closed her eyes for a moment and focused, trying to push thoughts of him away. It did not work though, she could see the way he'd once smiled at her and her eyes opened. No, she just could not allow herself to think of him.

Adria paused for a moment, her gaze flickering around as she tried to decide which direction she should take. Which ever one took her far from where she was now. She needed to put as much distance as she could between herself and Jonas Quinn. But she truly didn't know which way to go and so she just started walking again.

And soon she she was out of the crowd, on the outskirts of the city. She frowned, stopping again. This was not where she'd meant to go. Out in the open like this... She turned around and took a few steps and suddenly there he was again. She froze, staring at him, her eyes large and uncertain. The urge to turn around was great but her pride was greater and so she stood there, not saying a word - she just stared, almost as if she was daring him to say something to her.

It had taken some doing but Jonas had managed to follow her through the crowd. She didn't make it easy but it helped that people saw his uniform, sensed he was on a mission and moved aside. He just hoped that they didn't report which direction he was going to another member of his team if they asked. While it occurred to him that this could be a trap, he preferred that he wasn't found by SG-1 anytime soon. Not until he figured out if the woman was who he thought she was.

Adria, the Orici herself. Just the thought caused a lump in her throat. What could she be doing here, blending in like that? Could it...could it possible be because SG-1 was here? He didn't think so highly of himself to think she was here because of him...but he'd be lying if a small part of him did hope.

Jonas followed her out to the outskirts of town and stopped when she did. When Adria, because there was no doubt now, just looked at him, he could only look at her in amazement. "What are you doing here?" He asked, more like he was speaking his thoughts out loud then actually asking.

Disappointment flickered across her expression before she reigned her emotions tightly in place. What are you doing here wasn't what she'd truly wanted to hear, but what did she expect? Something more personal, more intimate perhaps. But she wasn't even sure she'd hear anything like that from him again.

She swallowed and shrugged her shoulders. "Seeing what the people of this planet are like, though what I do is none of your business." She looked over his shoulder and then back to him. "Should I be expecting the rest of your team to be showing up soon to take me into their custody?" It was a cruel question, she knew that but... It was so much easier to act flippant and uncaring about seeing him again than it was to actually let him know her true feelings.

Adria liked to think she knew Jonas, well enough to know that he would not just do something like that, at least not intentionally. But if he had followed her, it was very likely that he had been followed as well.

This wasn't exactly the right setting for personal and intimate, especially since Jonas wasn't sure it would be welcome either. What did you say to someone who held you captive in exchange for your planet's freedom? Even if it hadn't exactly felt like captivity towards the end, even he would admit. Still, he hadn't exactly shared that part with the SGC.

Her question made him frown before he shook his head. "What? Oh. No. I didn't follow you for that." Jonas didn't comment about he no doubt should alert the other but he wouldn't do that to her. Though he did take a step closer, looking around to be sure he wasn't followed. Though with his luck, Vala and Daniel would no doubt pop out somewhere when he least expected it.

"I..." He realized that saying he was worried about her being out alone, once he realized who she was, was ridiculous. She could take care of herself and he didn't think saying it out loud would be a good thing. So he changed mid breath to his next question, "Why do you care what the people are like? I thought you only cared about whether they converted to Origin or not."

"Then pray do tell why you followed me." She watched him intently and surely he knew that if she so wished, she could just pluck the information from his mind. But she had never done such a thing the entire time she'd known him and she wasn't about to do it now, no matter how tempting it might be.

Adria glanced away, reaching up to tug on the shawl covering her hair in a distracted manner. Why did she care? She truly did not know. It had just seemed... Right. But for some reason his question felt like a slap in the face, no matter how fair it was. Before she'd met Jonas Quinn, she hadn't cared about that sort of thing. She hadn't cared about what they thought or why they thought it. He had somehow changed some of her thinking and yet he just automatically seemed to think the very worst about her.

"Why I do things is not your business," she finally said, her gaze still adverted. After a moment, she did shift it back to meet his. "I'm certain you can come up with a very interesting reason... But I am in a helpful mood today, so let me see if any of these might be what you're thinking. Perhaps it is just a new way to convert them. Find their weaknesses so we can better break them. Oooor maybe I'm just playing a game. Pretending to have interest in them and in the end I'll just walk away, letting my Priors and Soldiers do as they wish."

"Because I wanted to know if it was you!" Jonas blurted out. It was the truth, even if a simplified version, though he wasn't sure he could verbalize his motivations. He wasn't sure of them himself and yet it didn't even occur to him that she could have stolen them from his mind. Adria had never done that to him and he didn't think she would now. He just knew that.

Jonas looked around again and spotted a more secluded spot, the entry to an allyway that was out of the way. He gently touched her elbow, not wanting to test how welcome his touch might be or to have her lash out, and nodded to the spot before moving in that direction.

It wasn't so much that he thought the worst, Jonas just didn't think he'd changed her way of thinking that much to warrant her wandering around alone amid the people she was trying to convert. He'd hoped sure, but to actually see it was a genuine surprise. Her response was defensive and Jonas didn't blame her, even if he did wince slightly. "I'd hoped..." He shook his head. Defensive or not, her reasons made more sense then him having changed her way of thinking.

"It's certainly a different approach then you've used before. I can't help but wonder if it's because you knew we were here." The thought that this was a clever trap sprang to mind again. Funny how the idea of being captured again didn't phase him as much as it should. He'd missed her, if he was being honest.

"Why would you ca---" She cut herself off though, unsure if that was a question she really wanted him to answer. There were too many answers she didn't want to hear him say and she was certain that he would truly end up saying one of them. She wasn't sure if she could handle hearing those words coming from his mouth.

She stood there for a moment, watching him as he moved to the alleyway. The smartest thing she could do would be to turn around and leave, leave before anything happened. Leave and head to the room that was hers until she was too meet with her Priors at the Gate. But instead of doing as she should have, she followed him to that alleyway, just wanting a few more moments of time with him.

Adria shook her head, her gaze lowering again as he spoke to her. Of course he would find the things she had said to be the easiest to believe. She was the Orici and she was suppose to lead her army across the Universe for the Ori. It hurt though, hurt that he thought so little of her. But it was what any one would believe. How could they not? Those were things she should have been doing.

Adria's gaze snapped up to meet his again and she found that she had to take a step away from him. She turned her back to him, her hand resting on the wall. "I have known where you were many times since you left my side, Jonas. I left you in peace, why would I change that now?"

Why would he care. That's what Adria stopped herself from saying and Jonas couldn't help looking at her with wide eyes. Had it really mattered to her if he would care? What he would feel upon seeing her again? And Jonas found that he didn't have an answer. He knew how he should care as a member of SG-1...but he was finding the truth to be more sympathetic.

Jonas was glad she followed him, both to get out of the open and because he hoped it meant she trusted him a little. Trusted him not to call the alarm or otherwise expose her. He should...but he couldn't bring himself to. Because he too wanted a few more moments in her presence.

To be fair, while Adria had listened to him more patiently then any other, she had never given him an indication that she'd changed her ways of thinking so how was he to know? She'd kept up her end of the argument when they spoke so he had no reason to believe otherwise. But he had fantastically hoped, in the time since his return to the SGC, that she might consider what he'd said.

"Why?" Jonas asked, surprised yet again. This Orici was acting differently then usual, differently then even the one he'd spent so much time with as her captive. It was a bit unnerving and he wasn't sure how to react. "You have made it no secret that you want SG-1 out of your way. If you've been leaving us alone, that's a big change, especially with us on the same planet."

Then it hit him. "Not us. Me. You've been leaving me alone." But then he had to shake his head. "I still don't understand," he said softly.

She closed her eyes, glad that her back was to him so he couldn't see her face. Why indeed. It was a good question and one that she wasn't really sure she could answer, not without thinking of all the time she had spent with him. The times they had spoken quietly and the not so quiet times. If she was being honest, she would have just told him that she had left them alone because she had hoped he would see that... That she had grown to care for him.

But she couldn't say that, not even after he seemed to have put it together. Of course he wouldn't understand. She was the Orici. She was suppose to be all powerful, knowing. Uncaring. She was suppose to be uncaring, unfeeling. She had spent so much time with him though, how could she not come to care for him? He was unlike anyone she had ever met. He had been interested in her thoughts, what she as Adria, not the Orici had thought.

She exhaled slowly and shook her head, still refusing to looks at him. "You presume much," she whispered hoarsely. "My mother is part of your team." She drew herself up, rounding her shoulders, bracing herself before she turned to look at him again. "I would never do anything to cause her harm." Or him, but those words refused to even leave her mouth.

"I should go, before they come looking for you." And even though she knew she should, she just couldn't make herself move from the alleyway.

Jonas had to admit, he'd wondered at the Orici's sudden lack of interest in SG-1. It definitely was a drastic change for her. But he couldn't follow the line of thinking that led to her caring about him. A small part of him had hoped but could he really allow himself that? As a Langaran used to war, he knew nothing good could come of caring for the enemy.

Except it was just getting too hard to think of Adria as the enemy anymore and caring for the enemy had always been his weakness. Maybe he'd be better off staying in the mountain or going out to Atlantis, away from even the thought. It had to be pretty hard to care about the Wraith, right?

"I didn't presume. You said it yourself." While he wouldn't doubt that Vala played some part in this, the first thing Adria had said was that she was leaving him, Jonas, in peace. The implication had been clear enough and Jonas wanted to know why. It took everything he had not to reach out and grab her arm, to keep her there until he got an honest answer. Or at least make the attempt considering her powers.

But as if on cue, Jonas' radio crackled to life and Daniel's voice came through, "Jonas? Did Cam lose you or did you wander off?"

She lifted her hand, reaching out to brush his cheek with her fingers but drew back before making contact. "Leave it be, Jonas. It will do neither of us any good." Her Doci and the Priors, none would understand any of this. They wouldn't understand why Adria hadn't struck him dead the moment she'd seen them. By all accounts, she should have struck the entire team, that was the opinion of the Ori. Strike down the unbelievers before they could spread this discontent like a cancer. And the rest of his team would not understand. They seemed to forget that though she was the Orici, she was still part human and could develop feelings for others.

The sound of Daniel's voice over Jonas' radio snapped her out of her thoughts and she took a step back, closer to the opening of the alley way. She had not even noticed him when she'd spotted Jonas. But his voice reminded her just why she shouldn't trust any of the SG team. She'd trusted him and he had thrown that trust in her face. She would do well to not make that mistake again.

Jonas though was different and she knew it. She was drawn to him in ways that she couldn't explain. Didn't quite understand herself. She wanted to draw him to her side, make him stay with her but then she wanted him to have his freedom and be happy with his life. Every thought about him was conflicting and she truly knew not which way she should turn concerning him.

If she left him now though, she did not know when she would see him again. Without much thought or regard to him needing to reply to Daniel, her hands cupped his cheeks and she pressed her lips against his. If she could have nothing else from him, this would be enough.

He opened his mouth reply that it did matter, it mattered a lot...but she was right. Jonas should have told Cam the moment he spotted her. He should have radioed the others to tell him where he was going, instead of blindly following her through strange streets, just in case it had been a trap. But it hadn't even occurred to him.

Jonas had reached out towards her, not wanting her to go, and had even opened his mouth to tell her to wait. He hadn't even thought about answering his radio. And he was pleasantly surprised when Adria was suddenly in his arms, kissing him.

The part of him that had been holding back broke and his arms wrapped around her waist, trapping her against him for the moment. If this was the only moment they would get, he wanted it to count just as much as she did, despite the danger of being caught by his teammates.

As his arms went around her, she made a small noise, like a sob. She hadn't been expecting that. Adria had thought that he would push her away but she was more than happy he hadn't.

She could feel the heat from his body, and for a moment, she drew back, her gaze searching his. His eyes were endless, impossibly blue, and though she was trembling she leaned forward and she kissed him again. This time softly at first, then with a growing hunger, and her arms went around him, his waist, pushing under the thin fabric of his jacket and shirt. His body was lean and hard, and she opened her mouth under his, and she could feel the smoothness of his skin against her hands.

Daniel, and now Cam, where yelling at him through his radio but Jonas didn't care. He was wrapped up in how perfect she felt in his arms. How she fit just right. How he'd missed this.

When she pulled back, Jonas cocked his head slightly, a bright smile on his lips as took in her eyes, her face, her hair...memorizing every little detail to recall later. As she kissed him again, he leaned down into, pushing her gently so her back against the alley wall, hiding them a bit more in shadow. He knew better then to attempt to get his hands into her gown, so he instead moved his head to kiss along her jaw and down her neck. His hands didn't move from holding her against him at the waist, even as he shivered under the touch of her hands on his skin.

He tasted so sweet, just like she remembered and oh how she had missed it, missed him. She tilted her head back, her shawl falling around her shoulders as she clung to him, her hands splaying against his lower back, a soft moan escaping her lips teased down her neck. She could hear the frantic calls from his teammates over his radio and though she wished they could just block them out, she knew that if he didn't answer them soon, they'd begin searching for him - if they hadn't begun already.

"Jonas," she whispered. She wanted to tell him not to stop and wanted to tell him how she just wanted to wrap herself around him and never let him go. She couldn't though, not yet. "You should let them know you are well." At least if they knew he was all right, they could have at least a few more stolen moments together.

At first he didn't hear her, lost in the feeling of her so close. The taste of her skin was like water after a drought and he couldn't get enough. The sounds she made were music to his ears and he didn't want to let her go.

But his mind was faster then his feelings and he pulled back with a sigh. Adria was right, SG-1 were probably already searching the village for him. He took a deep breath to calm his feeling before pulling back so he could reach up to his radio.

"This is Jonas. Sorry for wandering off, Cam, I saw a villager I'd talked to before the Priors arrived and went after them. I'm almost done here and I'll meet you guys in the square in 20 minutes, alright?" It didn't give them much time but he knew if he didn't give them a time, they'd come looking anyway. They didn't say it to his face, but his teammates tended to be over protective of him when they were on planet with a known Ori presence. When Cam gave him an affirmative, and said he'd be in big trouble if he was even a second late, Jonas gave a sigh of relief.

He dropped his hand back to her waist and took the opportunity to just look at her, a fond expression in his eyes as his hand raised again to draw some hair behind her ear. "We don't have much time."

She was a little amazed at how easily Jonas lied to his team, but she knew that he had to tell them something, some story that they would believe. And it pleased her that his story gave them some more time together. Twenty minutes didn't seem nearly enough, but it was something.

Adria nodded slowly, her gaze searching his before she turned her head and pressed a soft kiss against his palm. "I know." She lifted a hand from his back, and moved it so she was able to run her fingers across his lower lip. "I have thought of you often and have missed you immensely."

It was the beauty of being Jonas. He was so painfully honest usually that people tended to forget he was a trained diplomat and used to be a government official for a government at war. A position he could not have managed without being able to tell a lie with a straight face on occasion. He didn't like to lie but he was pragmatic enough to know when it was necessary.

Or in this case, selfish enough.

"I'm glad because so have I." The hand stayed to cup her cheek, the thumb caressing it softly. His lip trembled slightly at the touch before he pressed a kiss to her fingers. "I knew I shouldn't but I couldn't help myself."

Adria was normally painfully truthful about things, except when it concerned her feelings. Though, no matter how hard she had tried to deny them, even to herself, they kept surfacing whenever she was around Jonas and even when he wasn't around. He had somehow managed to change her and yet she wasn't sure that was a good thing.

"Oh, Jonas," she sighed, her heart swelling with his gentle kiss. "I wish you did not have to go so soon." She leaned forward, resting her forehead against his shoulder. She truly wished that they could spend time together, time away from everything which was expected for both of them.

It was a good thing Adria had ducked her head so she didn't see the dawning realization in Jonas' eyes. She wished he didn't have to go. The most powerful woman in the universe cared enough about what he wanted that she was willing to let him go, when it would have been nothing for her to capture or coerce him into staying with her again.

He knew he should be trying to find some tactical advantage to this...but instead his heart just swelled and the corners of his grew wet.

Jonas swallowed thickly and hugged her tightly, like the most precious thing in the universe, while he found his voice. "Me too. I wish we could just disappear for while. Away from everything." From the Ori and the SGC. From where they had to fill the roles of Orici and SG1. To where they could just be Adria and Jonas. It just wasn't fair.

She wrapped her arm around his waist, clinging to him. She could have made him come with her, twisted things around so she would get exactly what she wanted. But, she found she couldn't. She wanted him to be with her because he wanted, not because of some threat looming over his head.

Adria turned her face, pressing her cheek against his shoulder as thought. If she was willing to let Jonas go despite what her Doci thought, what the Priors thought... Could she give them up as well? Give up the Ori and Origin? She had already gone against so much of what they believed in, gone against the teachings. She had fallen in love with a non believer, let him leave her unharmed.

Suddenly she pulled back a little, her eyes wide and intent. "What if we could? There are planets that neither the Ori nor your team have gone before. Places with Gates. Places we could be together."

Jonas blinked at her as she spoke what he was thinking. It wasn't like Jonas hadn't turned his back on the planets he considered home before. Sure, they had both been for the greater good, Kelowna to make up for Daniel's death and then Earth to broker a peace for Langara. Could he do it for a selfish reason now? Could he do it for love now?

"Do you think they would let us go?" He asked, breathlessly, as if he couldn't believe they were actually considering this. But he believed her sincerity just from the fact she suggested it. He knew how hard even considering it must be for her. "The Ori are powerful, the SGC is stubborn and both are pretty far reaching at this point."

"I do not know," Adria admitted honestly. "But it is a risk I'm more than willing to take." Truly, Adria was willing to give up everything she knew if it meant that she would be able to see Jonas' smiling face every day, if it meant that she could be with him. And it wasn't as if the Ori would truly be a problem. She was truly the last of them, and she was only half. It was the Doci and the Priors they would have to worry about, and she could easily shield them both from their reach.

"We could go now and be far away before they even realized you were gone." Hopefully. "I know planets we could go, if..." Her eyes widened a little, worried that he might not want to give up his life. It was a lot to ask of him, she knew that. "If you wanted."

His hands immediately came up to cup her face and Jonas placed a sweet kiss on her lips. "I want. Trust me, I want." It was like making the decision to leave Kelowna all over again, in an instant he just knew. Knew that he couldn't imagine a better future then somewhere they could be free, together.

Then he had an idea. "No. I think you need to kidnap me again." He grinned slightly as he thought about it. "In front of SG-1. Then, when we are back with your Priors, we'll put on the opposite ruse. If they suspect each other of having us, then they won't know to look for us elsewhere." If they were going to take the risk, what was a little more to give them the best chance possible? It wasn't like the two groups weren't at war anyway.

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