Written for
fignewton 's Allies Alphabet Soup
missing scene for “Window of Opportunity”
They are more than an irritant; they interfere with his plans. SG-1, peaceful explorers so they claim, are not welcome here, not now, not when he's so close. Malikai stands before the altar and-with the power of the Stargate at his command-prepares to change the flow of time. He will be with his wife, gone now these twelve long years. He will hold her hand, touch her face, and hear her voice.
He will give anything, do anything, to conquer the past. One more minute and then all minutes will turn back and give him the thing he desires most...
...if they will ever leave him alone.
Malikai is a scholar still. Once, he stepped through the Stargate to find the wonders of long-dead civilizations. He deciphered mysterious writings on temple walls. He learned of ancient beings whose technology was there to be discovered. Then at the height of his anguish and pain, he found this-a time travel machine which would take him back to her.
He understands Daniel Jackson even as he tries to drive him away. But Doctor Jackson cannot have what Malikai has been denied. There will be no joy, no hope, no love of knowledge without his wife by his side. When he shoots, he has no regrets.
O'Neill bothers him the most with his sarcastic swagger. Who does he think he is, challenging the work of more than a decade? O'Neill demands that he stop, but that must not happen. Malikai will have only one chance in this lifetime and he will take it.
He tries over and over again, and time after time he fails. For days, for weeks, for months, he tries. The time loop lasts only hours, and he is left again at the altar of his grief. One last adjustment and he will be with her. One last time (let it be the last, he prays) to bring time to her. But SG-1 appears again. His manipulations have affected many worlds and many people, they tell him. He doesn't care.
At the height of sorrow is understanding. What O'Neill tells him echoes in his own soul: “I lost my son,” and Malikai knows it's true. The hurt is too raw to be denied-and Malikai knows his own voice sounds like that when he talks of what he lost. It is too much to endure.
Now he sees that to alter time is not to stop its progress, it is merely to re-live its hell. He lets the moment pass and time resets itself.
The geomagnetic storms fade. His dreams fade with them. When SG-1 steps through the Stargate, he is left alone to find his way home. It is time to try, although he doubts home will ever be there for him again.
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