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The Jagged Gate
 


Author's Note: *There are two kinds of stories I never write: Fan-fiction, and
crossovers. This story violates both of those rules at the same time. This
story was requested by a friend. I have borrowed *_concepts only_ *from
Stargate SG-1 and JAG. I have made absolutely no attempt to recreate the
characters' personalities in any way, and I have made intentional changes to
correct obvious inaccuracies in administrative items in both shows. I have
also not attempted to fit this into the timeline of either show. Pretend this
is a completely separate universe, and you'll enjoy it more. Also, this is not
intended to be taken seriously, so just have some fun with it, okay?*
 
*Net Wolf*
 


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Mizerat Island
 
1500 Local
 


"Hey, eltee, how are we supposed to find anything in this place, let alone two
kids who are probably moving around?" Marsden asked.
 
"Use your eyes, Marsden," Lt. (jg) Mike Tiegs answered. "The outer perimeter
of the island is either beach or grassy field. No place for them to hide here.
They've got to be in there," the lieutenant said, pointing to the forest in
the center of the island.
 
"Yeah, but lieutenant," Petty Officer First Class Colleen Tilson asked
reasonably, "that's got to be at least a square mile or more of trees."
 
"And if we stand here yakking about it, do you expect it to get any smaller?
We're SEALs. We'll figure something out. Now move out!"
 
The group of six found an opening in the trees and used it to move into the
forest. There were no paths here, nor any animal trails. It was extremely
unusual.
 
After about fifteen minutes of walking, the group reached a small clearing,
and they stopped to look around for any signs of the missing teens.
 
"Hey, I think I might have found something here," Seaman Melanie Jacobs called
out while she was bending over a fallen log.
 
"Yeah, I found somethin', too," Petty Officer Emilio Juarez said. "A great
view of your ass."
 
The line normally would have brought rebuke both from Jacobs and from the
lieutenant, but before the officer could say anything, Jacobs wiggled her ass
at Juarez and said, "I hope you enjoy the view, Milo."
 
"Ooh, yeah, baby. Almost good enough to eat," Juarez said enthusiastically.
 
"Come on over and try it, big boy," she said seductively.
 
"What the hell's going on with you two?" the lieutenant demanded. He was
feeling a bit strange, but he knew that his SEALs wouldn't normally act this
way.
 
PO1 Tilson walked over to her officer, and said in a sultry tone, "Aw, c'mon,
lieutenant. They're just having fun. You remember how to do that, don't ya?
Maybe I need to remind you..."
 
With that, Colleen Tilson sunk to her knees and unfastened her leader's pants.
She reached in and pulled out his quickly hardening cock, stroking it while
she licked her lips.
 
"Colleen, er, I mean, petty officer, uh..."
 
At that point, Colleen wrapped her lips around the head of his dick, and
started to suck. Mike groaned out loud at the feel of it.
 
Across the clearing, Emilio saw what the lieutenant was doing, and decided to
go for it. He moved over to where Melanie Jacobs was still wiggling her butt
at him, and grabbed her hips. She stood up and said, "What you gonna do to me,
Milo?"
 
"I told you, babe. You look good enough to eat, and I'm gonna!"
 
Melanie had her pants and panties down before he even finished talking. Emilio
pushed her down to the ground, her legs spread lewdly. He quickly dove between
her legs and started licking her pussy lips with vigor. Melanie was soon
groaning in pleasure.
 
Marsden and the remaining man, Petty Officer Third Class Rudy Williamson,
looked at each other a little nonplussed. Neither of them was gay, but they
were both extremely horny, so they weren't sure what to do. Then Marsden got
an idea. He walked over to where Melanie lay on the ground, and he pulled out
his cock. Straddling her chest, he presented his dick to her mouth.
 
"Yum," she cooed, and parted her lips to allow him to push his erect prick
inside. Marsden set up a furious pace of mouth fucking, and Melanie was loving
every second of it.
 
"Mind if I join you, Lieutenant?" Rudy asked his officer. Mike just grunted
while Colleen continued to work over his cock. Her rhythm slipped just a touch
as Rudy started to fondle her tits outside her uniform, but she was soon back
up to speed. She used her free hand to help Rudy as he began to unbutton her
jacket - her other hand was busy stroking Mike's member.
 
It didn't take long for Rudy to have Colleen stripped to the waist. Then he
set to work on her pants. He got them down to her knees, and he figured that
was far enough. Slipping his hand in between her legs, he found that she was
already wet and more than ready, so he then grabbed her hips and got her on
all fours, which was a much better position for fucking.
 
While Colleen's mouth still worked over Mike's cock, Rudy knelt behind her and
placed his dick at her entrance. As he pushed in, Colleen moaned loudly, even
with her mouth full of prick. Rudy continued pushing in until he was buried to
the hilt inside her. Then he grabbed her hips and started to thrust.
 
Meanwhile, Marsden was just reaching his peak. He blasted his load of cum into
Melanie's throat, and she swallowed happily. When he was done spurting, she
cleaned off his cock, and sucked it back to hardness.
 
Marsden withdrew and looked down at Emilio, who was still happily licking away
at Melanie's cunt. She was panting with the pleasure his tongue was giving her.
 
"Hey, Emil," Marsden said, "Let me at that snatch."
 
Emilio looked up, and then nodded. "I guess I've earned a little suck-off of
my own, eh?"
 
"You got it!" Melanie assured him, and waved him up her body. Marsden quickly
moved into position, and slipped his dick into Melanie's wet hole. She cried
out in glee at the feel of him inside her, and then her squeals of delight
were muffled by Emilio's large dick.
 
On the other side of the clearing, Rudy was reaching his first climax. He
grunted loudly, echoing in the clearing, and spewed his seed deep into
Colleen's pussy. She groaned at the feel of it, but continued to suck off her
team leader.
 


-----
 


Unseen by the rather occupied group, two teens observed their activities from
a short distance away. Without a word, they slipped silently through the
forest, back to the city.
 


-----
 


The SEALs spent over an hour in that clearing, until they were thoroughly
exhausted.
 
"What the fuck just happened?" Mike wanted to know.
 
PO1 Tilson was embarrassed by her behavior. "I don't know, eltee, but I think
we need to get back to the city. Something isn't right with us."
 
"Yeah," Emilio agreed. "We need to get checked out."
 
"Right," Lt. (jg) Tiegs said, coming to a decision. "Let's get cleaned up and
head back into town."
 


-----
 


As the SEALs reached the outskirts of the city, they were prepared to go
through the security checkpoint that was guarding the city's entrance.
Suddenly, they found themselves surrounded by armed guards, pointing very
nasty-looking weapons at them.
 
"You are under arrest," someone said. Lt. Tiegs looked to see who it was, and
recognized Chief Councilor Maya Degrais.
 
"What's the charge?" he asked politely, trying to find a diplomatic way out of
this new problem.
 
"Defiling a sacred area," she snapped. "Take them away."
 


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Navy Judge Advocate General's Office
 
Washington Navy Yard, District of Columbia
 
1042 Local
 


"You wanted to see us, Admiral?" Harry asked, peeking his head in the door.
 
"C'mon in, Commander, Lieutenant Colonel. I assume both of you are well
rested?"
 
They both knew this was a facetious comment on the part of their CO: they had
both just returned from strenuous negotiations in the Middle East.
 
"Yes, sir," they both replied, anyway.
 
"Good. We have a new case, it's a little touchy, so I'm sending both of you.
You'll be on the same side this time," he said, noting a sigh of relief from
LTC Graham.
 
"What's the story, sir?" Harry asked.
 
"A SEAL platoon got themselves into trouble in a... foreign land. Apparently
they violated a local custom without knowing it, and are being held for trial.
The local government has allowed them counsel of their choice, and they chose
us."
 
"A wise move for them, sir," LTC Catherine Graham opined.
 
Admiral Chadwick looked up at her with a smile, then said, "You may regret
their decision soon, Colonel. You leave within the hour for Colorado."
 
"Sir? I thought you said they were on foreign soil? Were they at the Air Force
Academy?" CDR Harry "Potter" Clay asked.
 
"Hah!" the admiral barked out in amusement. "Not quite. Colorado is just the
location of your transport."
 
"Then, where to, sir?" LTC Graham asked.
 
Admiral J.J. Chadwick leaned back and said, "Atlantis."
 


-----
 


Astrogate Command And Control
 
Somewhere Beneath Manitu incline, CO
 
1428 Local
 


"Welcome to Astrogate Command. My name is Lieutenant Commander Veracruz, and
I'll be your briefing officer today. If you'll both have a seat, we can get
started."
 
Cath and Harry sat down with a chair between them. They both looked at the
empty seat without looking at each other. The tension between them was
beginning to be uncomfortable, though it had been building for five years now.
They both shook off the thought and focused on their briefing.
 
"In the early half of the last century, an Egyptian archaeologist discovered
the Astrogate, but no one knew how to make it work. A few years ago, one of
our scientists figured out how the coordinate system was derived, and we began
to use the Astrogate to explore."
 
"Explore where?" Cath wanted to know.
 
"The galaxy," Veracruz said deadpan. She stared at the two officers before
her, waiting for one of them to laugh. Neither did, and she pushed on. "In
simplest terms, the Astrogate is a stabilized wormhole creation device that
allows its users to make a connection between two gates, and step through
instantaneously. I'm skimming over all the technical details. If you want
them..." she expected, and received, negative shakes of the head, and so she
continued.
 
"After a few missteps, we established protocols for exploration. Various small
military units were formed in order to perform these missions."
 
"SEAL Team Zero," Harry muttered.
 
"What?" Cath asked.
 
He turned to face her slightly. "When I was in the SEALs, there was some talk
about a very hush-hush special group, even more secretive than the rest of the
SEAL population. They were supposedly called SEAL Team Zero."
 
"Yes," LCDR Veracruz said. "And they are currently in custody. That's one of
the reasons you were requested, Commander Clay. You're familiar with SEAL
thinking."
 
"So, where, exactly, are they being held?" Cath wanted to know.
 
Veracruz brought up another image on the screen. This one was a star chart
with a single star circled. "This is Delta 486. To the indigenous people, the
planet is know as Atlantis."
 
"Why?" Cath wondered.
 
"I'm not authorized to give you information as to why the locals speak
English, or why they have chosen an Earth mythological name for their planet.
It is a water world, for the most part. No continents, only small- to
medium-sized islands. The people live under water, in pressure domes."
 
"That seems very improbable," Cath objected.
 
"The probability of this situation is not your concern, Colonel," a voice said
from the back of the room. Cath and Harry turned to see an admiral walking
down the aisle. Both of them snapped to attention.
 
"As you were. You're dismissed, Commander," he said to the briefing officer.
"I'm Rear Admiral Carver, COMAGCOM."
 
"Sir?" Harry said.
 
"Commander, Astrogate Command. You two were sent to me because you're smart
enough to know when to keep your mouths shut. This project is blacker than an
F-117 in a coal mine at midnight during a lunar eclipse," he said, using an
obviously practiced phrase.
 
Commander Clay, aware they were being warned, decided to change the subject.
"What, exactly, did the SEALs do that got them into trouble, Admiral?"
 
The admiral cocked an eyebrow at him. "That is a very good question. The
request I got for counsel did not elaborate on exactly what happened. They
have been charged with desecrating sacred land."
 
"Ouch," Cath said. "That means a religious crime. Getting them out of that
could be tricky."
 
"Getting them out of that is *your job*, Colonel," Carver said sharply.
 
"Aye-aye, *sir*!" Cath said, snapping to faster than usual.
 
"There's not much else to tell you. I think you'd better gear up, and we'll
get you on your way. I want AG-3 back in the fold pronto."
 
"Aye, sir," Commander Clay said.
 
"Go find Colonel McCoy. He's the team coordinator. Dismissed."
 


-----
 


Atlantis Astrogate Receiving Area
 
0918 Local
 


Cath and Harry stepped through the portal, feeling the strange rush of their
body being compressed and stretched at the same time. The sensation only
lasted a second, and then they were fully through the portal, standing on a
platform in a well-lit room that nevertheless had a transparent ceiling
showing an underwater vista.
 
"Nice," Harry said.
 
"Stay focused, Harry," Cath said with a smile.
 
At that point, they noticed the armed guards watching them. As the leader of
the guards approached, both officers snapped to attention, but neither saluted
since they were not wearing covers.
 
"Commander Harry Clay and Lieutenant Colonel Catherine Graham," Harry said. 

"Major Jai Venada," the man said stiffly. "You are soldiers?"
 
"No, sir. We're lawyers. We're here to represent the Astrogate team," Cath
informed him.
 
Jai humphed, and then motioned them to follow as he walked out of the room. He
said nothing as he led them down corridors and into an office waiting room.
 
"Wait here," he said, nodded to the receptionist, and left. The receptionist
lifted her phone receiver and delivered a quiet message to the person on the
other end.
 
Meanwhile, Harry and Cath examined the office. Its luxury indicated the office
holder was someone of importance, but they had no idea who they had just been
delivered to.
 
After a few minutes, the office door opened, and out walked a medium-tall
woman with short salt-and-pepper hair. Her green eyes were sharp and clear,
however, and indicated this woman still had a fully functioning mind.
 
"I am Chief Councilor Maya Degrais. You are?"
 
The officers introduced themselves, and Harry added, "We're here to represent
our Astrogate team in the court proceedings."
 
"Ah. So you're not here to try to retrieve them by force?"
 
"That's not how we operate, ma'am," Cath assured her. "If the team has
violated your law, they will have to take responsibility for that. If they
have violated our regulations, they will also stand trial for that when you're
done with them."
 
"I see. That is acceptable to us."
 
"May I ask what AG-3 is charged with, ma'am?" Harry asked.
 
"AG-3?" she inquired.
 
"Sorry, the designation for the team that came here."
 
"Oh. They are charged with defiling a sacred place."
 
"What did they do?" Cath asked.
 
"They fornicated on holy ground," she said with distaste.
 
Cath and Harry looked at each other in shock.
 
Turning back to the woman, Harry asked, "Ma'am... how serious is this crime in
your culture? What's the penalty if they are convicted?"
 
She seemed very surprised by the question. "How can you ask how serious this
is? Don't you understand what they have done?"
 
Cath explained, "In our society, what they have done is distasteful, and
frowned upon, but it's not a crime. Our government isn't allowed to involve
itself in religious affairs." She knew that was over-simplifying, but she
didn't feel that elaborating would help matters along.
 
Councilor Degrais shook her head. "I will never get used to the strangeness of
other cultures. You *will* abide by the court's decision in this matter."
 
Harry heard the warning in her voice. "Yes, ma'am. What's the penalty if they
are found guilty?"
 
"Execution," the councilor said with finality.
 
Both lawyers were astonished by that pronouncement, but they tried not to let
their unease show.
 
"May we speak to the team now, ma'am?"
 
"Certainly."
 


-----
 


Atlantis Detention Center
 
0927 Local
 


"Attention on deck!" someone snapped as the two officers entered the holding
area where AG-3 was being held.
 
"As you were," Harry responded. He turned to the guard who had been escorting
them. "We need a room where we can interview these men."
 
The guard pointed to a room across the hall and asked, "Which one you want
first, sir?"
 
Harry was surprised by the 'sir', but tried not to look it. He consulted the
list of names he had brought with him and said, "Let's start with Lieutenant
Tiegs."
 
The guard unlocked Tiegs' cell, and then escorted them all to the room across
the hall. The guard did not leave the room.
 
"Are attorney-client conversations not privileged here?" Cath asked the guard,
trying not to challenge him with her tone.
 
"They may not be recorded, and I cannot be called to testify, but I am
required to be in the room with any prisoner that I have released from his
cell."
 
Cath shared a look with Harry, and then said, "One of us has to get up to
speed on criminal procedure here."
 
"I'll let you tackle that," Harry said with a smile. Cath shot him a dirty
look, then turned to face the lieutenant.
 
"Lt. Tiegs, you're charged with defiling a sacred place by... having sex? What
were you thinking?"
 
Harry put his hand out to calm Cath down. "Why don't you tell us what happened
out there, Lieutenant?"
 
Mike sat up straight, as he had been trained, and focused on a point between
the two officers. He had been composing this report in his head since they'd
put him in the cell.
 
"AG-3 was sent to Atlantis on a reconnaissance mission. It was our job to get
to know these people and become familiar with their ways.
 
"While we were here, two of their teens turned up missing. They keep an
extremely close watch on everyone in this society, and they actually have a
system that logs who is where. The teens had left the city earlier in the day
to go hiking. Since there was a storm on the way, the councilors were
concerned about the kids. Several search parties were sent out, and we
volunteered to help.
 
"As the search areas were divided up, it was clear to me that no one was
selecting one particular island to search. I'm not sure if they were afraid to
go there, or if they simply assumed the teens would not be there. There was no
objection made when I chose to take AG-3 there at all.
 
"The island we were to search is fairly small. It's about a square mile or so.
The coastline is beach and grassland, and the center of the island is forest.
We had already patrolled the coast, to see if we could spot the teens that
way. With no further options, we headed into the forest to look for them.
 
"Everything was going fine for about fifteen or twenty minutes. We had stopped
in a small clearing to see if we could spot any evidence that the teens had
passed by.
 
"I should say, sir, ma'am, that as soon as we entered the forest, we all
started to feel just a little strange. It's not a feeling I can describe to
you, other than that we seemed to become more energetic and... well, aroused.
 
"While in the clearing, I'm not exactly certain what was going on. Seaman
Jacobs was the first to start acting strange, after an inappropriate comment
from Petty Officer Juarez. Then Petty Officer Tilson made a sexual advance on
me, and from there, everything grows a little fuzzy until the sexual
intercourse was over."
 
"I assume you did not reject Petty Officer Tilson's advance?" Cath inquired
coldly.
 
"Ma'am, I... didn't have the will to. As I said, something about that forest
was affecting us."
 
"Perhaps you just needed an excuse?" Harry suggested. "C'mon, I know that the
mixed-gender SEAL concept hasn't been entirely welcomed. Maybe you were hoping
to disgrace the concept so that it would be terminated?"
 
"No offense, *sir*, but only a desk jockey would think like that."
 
"I'd watch your tone, *Lieutenant*. Colonel, can you finish up here? I have
something I need to discuss with the Chief Councilor."
 
"All right."
 
They both watched the commander go, and Cath leveled her gaze at Lt. Tiegs.
 
"Commander Clay was a SEAL platoon leader until five years ago. He injured his
knee in Afghanistan, saving the lives of fellow SEALs. I think you owe him an
apology."
 
Mike had paled when he'd realized who he had been speaking to. "That was Harry
Potter? Oh, shit! Uh, sorry, ma'am. Uh, yeah, I didn't know."
 


-----
 


"What can I do for you, Commander?" Councilor Degrais asked.
 
"Who reported the team's crime?"
 
"Why is that important?" she asked.
 
"In our society, it is a central tenet of justice that the accused has the
right to face their accuser. Unless you have physical evidence of their act,
all you have is a witness."
 
"*Two* witnesses. And are you accusing them of lying? Your team has not denied
their actions."
 
"I'm not accusing anyone of lying, ma'am. I'm wanting to know exactly what
they saw."
 
"I will not have you intimidating our citizens, Commander."
 
"Madam Councilor, you can have anyone you like attend my interviews with them.
I merely want to get all the facts."
 
"Very well. Their names are Dougah Misamek and Shayla Shamarna. I will have
them brought to you by one of our constables, who will remain during your
questions."
 
"Thank you very much."
 


-----
 


"Dougah, Shayla, thank you for coming to see us. Shayla, could you wait
outside while we speak to Dougah?"
 
"What is the point of interviewing them separately?" the police constable
wanted to know.
 
Taking him aside so the teens couldn't hear, he explained, "I want to make
sure that their stories are consistent. If they are misleading us in any way,
their stories might not be the same."
 
The constable looked at him askance, but then allowed it. "Shayla, wait out in
the anteroom. We'll come get you when it's your turn."
 
She gave one last look at Dougah, then left. Harry motioned everyone to a
seat, and then sat himself.
 
"Where is your associate?" the constable asked before Harry could get started.
 
"Colonel Graham is studying Atlantean law, to help us better understand your
rules."
 
The constable nodded, and then motioned with his chin to go ahead and begin
questioning the boy.
 
"Dougah, can you tell me what happened in the forest?"
 
"Shayla and I were hiking. It was a nice day and we didn't want to be cooped
up indoors. We were on our way back to the city when we passed by the clearing
where we saw your people. They were all... naked... and... doing things."
 
"Sexual things?" Harry prompted.
 
Dougah nodded. "Yeah. We didn't stay to watch, but we knew we had to report it
to the Council. That land is holy land; you can't do that sort of thing there."
 
"So why were you there? Why hike on holy ground?"
 
"The boy's not on trial, Commander," the constable warned.
 
"It's just a question..." Harry objected.
 
Dougah said, "We like to go there because it's peaceful. Most people think the
forest is haunted or something, which they think is why it was declared holy.
But we've never seen a ghost, and it's nice to get away from everyone for a
while."
 
Harry nodded to the teen, made a couple of notes to himself, then said, "Okay,
that's all I needed to know. You can go now."
 


-----
 


"Luckily, their system is highly computerized, and finding the relevant laws
and procedures didn't take me all day," Cath said.
 
"So, how airtight is this law?"
 
"Pretty airtight, Harry. If the court believes the testimony of the witnesses
- "
 
"And there's no reason to think they won't."
 
" - then it's an open-and-shut case."
 
"So our only chance is to discredit the witnesses."
 
"If we try to do that, it'll look like we're trying to victimize two teenagers
to save a bunch of sodomites."
 
"No one said anything about sodomy, Cath," Harry said with a smirk.
 
"You know what I mean."
 
"Still, it's our only hope. Did you find anything in the law that requires
foreknowledge of the law before breaking it can be a criminal act?"
 
Cath shook her head. "No, the laws here just assume that everyone would know
what is right and wrong. It's the nature of a theocratic government;
everyone's been raised to know what you should and shouldn't do. Did you get
anything from the kids at all?"
 
"Only the feeling they're not telling the whole story. I think they had a
specific reason for being in that forest, and I *don't* think it was to take a
hike."
 
"What do you want to do?"
 
"I think we should search the forest, and see if we can figure out what those
kids were up to."
 
"You sure you want to risk it? The last SEAL that went into that forest..."
 
"Yeah, but you're a Marine. You should be able to fend me off," he said with a
grin.
 
"I'll see you in the morning, Harry," Cath said with a chuckle. The two had
been bantering like this ever since they'd accidentally kissed each other two
years ago at a costume party, and this case was not easing the tension. Cath
was glad to get away from it for a while by heading back to her own room and
going to bed.
 


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Mizerat Island
 
0900 Local
 


"It's an interesting way to live. With their habitat under water, they're
immune to most of the problems of space colonization," Harry said.
 
"Space colonization?" Cath inquired with a skeptical tone.
 
"They speak English. There's only one city here, and this isn't the kind of
place you could have a native populace grow up," he said reasonably.
 
"Interesting. But are they *our* colonists?"
 
Harry shook his head. "I don't know. Somehow I doubt it; their rules are too
different for only a few years of separation."
 
"True. Well, there's the forest. Now what?"
 
"We'll need to find where the SEALs entered. Marsden gave me a pretty good
description of the area."
 
As the two walked along the coast, looking for the entry point, they didn't
say much to each other. Each was lost with their own thoughts. Finally, Harry
pointed.
 
"That looks like it. Let's go."
 
As the two entered the forest, it was clear that the SEALs had not been lying
about the effects. Cath was immediately sweating, and it wasn't from the heat.
She surreptitiously looked at Harry, but he seemed more composed. She tried to
fight off the effects of the whatever-it-was that had taken hold of her, and
followed behind her partner.
 
It took only a half hour of searching to find the clearing where the SEAL
platoon had obviously had their orgy. The scent actually still lingered in the
air, which Harry thought was rather unusual. He looked over at Cath, who had
unbuttoned the top button on her uniform.
 
"Going informal today, Colonel?" he asked light-heartedly.
 
"C'mon, Harry. It's hot as an oven in here. How can you stand it?"
 
Harry fidgeted a little at the look she gave him, but composed himself. "I'll
manage. As long as you don't start revealing more cleavage, that is," he said
with a smirk. He expected her to respond with, "Red light, Commander!" but she
said nothing about his comment.
 
Shaking his head in befuddlement, Harry looked around, and then headed out of
the clearing. He followed its edge for a while, until he found what he was
looking for.
 
"Right here is where the kids were standing."
 
"How can you tell?" she asked, seeing nothing to indicate that.
 
"See how the grass is mashed down? Also, there are some broken twigs here."
 
"Could have been animals," she objected.
 
"Could have been, but I don't think there are any large animals on this
island. It's not large enough to support them. C'mon, the path goes this way."
 
Cath stood up and followed behind Harry, unbuttoning yet another button on her
uniform as she did. The heat was getting to her, but it had nothing to do with
the temperature. She was annoyed that Harry seemed completely oblivious to her
state.
 
It was another twenty minutes before the pair came to another small clearing.
This one was obviously visited frequently, by the state of the grass and the
way things had obviously been arranged.
 
"So, what have we got here?" Cath asked, fanning herself.
 
"Looks like a little island hideaway," Harry said.
 
"Why would two teens need a hideaway on a sacred island?" Cath asked.
 
Harry, who had been searching the clearing, suddenly bent down behind a bush
and picked up something.
 
Holding up a torn pair of small panties, he looked at Cath with one eyebrow
raised and said, "I can think of one reason..."
 
Cath had been mostly controlling herself up to this point. However, the sight
of panties, obviously torn in sexual excitement, sent her over the edge.
 
"Goddammit, Harry," she said, moving over to him and unbuttoning her uniform
blouse the rest of the way, "how can you be so calm?"
 
Harry was having trouble focusing on her words as his eyes were watching her
hands. He didn't answer her before she shucked her blouse off and threw it on
a log. Words were even less available when her bra joined it.
 
Cath pressed herself up against him and looked into his eyes. Reaching down,
she pressed her hand into his crotch, and felt his already very hard cock. She
smiled lustfully at him.
 
"I knew you weren't immune," she said. He didn't say anything at all as she
leaned in and pressed her lips to his. He put his arms around her as they
kissed, his tongue sliding out to enter her mouth. She moaned as it entered
and molested her own tongue.
 
Harry's hands slid down to Cath's ass and squeezed her butt cheeks through her
slacks. Cath's hands were busy unbuttoning his shirt. As soon as his shirt was
undone, she reached down and unfastened his pants as well. Pushing on them,
they fell to the ground and she was able to push his uniform shirt off, as
well.
 
Breaking their kiss, Cath sank to her knees. She smiled to herself at the
outline of his erect cock pressing outward against his boxers. Taking hold of
the waistband, she pulled his boxers down, exposing his prick to her view. She
hummed softly to herself and licked her lips.
 
Grabbing his hand, Cath pulled Harry down to lie on the ground, which was
covered in soft grass and softer leaves. He looked up at her and smiled, but
she didn't notice. Her attention was focused solely on his cock.
 
Cath wrapped her fingers around his shaft and began to stroke him lightly. She
bent over and licked the head of his dick, then moved her tongue all the way
around it. She licked everything that wasn't covered by her hand already.
Then, finally, she moved her mouth to the head of his cock and parted her
lips, letting her mouth descend onto his member.
 
Harry groaned in pleasure as Cath's mouth engulfed him. He closed his eyes and
enjoyed the moment, letting the sensations wash over him. Her tongue danced
along the side of his shaft while her lips bobbed up and down. Her hand
continued to stroke the part of his dick not in her mouth.
 
With the kind of feelings Cath was giving him, Harry knew that he wouldn't be
able to hold out long. As his climax approached, he tapped Cath's shoulder to
let her know what was coming. She merely grunted and continued to suck even
harder, hoping to pull his cum from his balls.
 
Harry couldn't hold on any longer and finally let go with a loud groan that
filled the small clearing. His cum blasted into Cath's mouth and she swallowed
quickly to keep up with it.
 
After some time, Harry's orgasm subsided, and Cath let his cock loose from her
mouth. He looked up at her and grinned, and she looked away, blushing. When
she turned back, he was beginning to sit up. When he took hold of her arm
gently, she felt a little trepidation.
 
"Your turn," he said quietly, and deftly turned so that she was now on the
ground on her back, and he was sitting above her. He moved down her body,
caressing her ample tits for a few moments, eliciting a low moan from her,
before he moved on.
 
Harry unfastened her pants and gripped both them and her panties. She lifted
her hips to help him pull them off, and in a matter of seconds, she was
completely nude.
 
Harry set her clothes aside, and then he very gently parted her thighs. He lay
himself down, and then ran his tongue along her inner thigh, moving his way
ever so slowly toward her pussy.
 
Cath was writhing by the time Harry's tongue made contact. She cried out in
pleasure as he licked slowly along the entire length of her pussy lips, ending
up at her clit. He flicked the little nubbin repeatedly as Cath's hips rolled
against him. He slid his finger deep into her pussy and started to move it in
and out while he began to suck on her clit.
 
Cath was quickly heating up, and her moans grew louder. Harry's lips and
tongue were driving her insane, and his finger only made the pleasure that
much more intense. She felt her legs begin to spasm, and she knew that meant
her climax wasn't far away. She was panting now, lost in the pleasure of the
act, and when her orgasm washed over her, a scream left her throat that must
have been heard throughout the forest. Birds took flight in fear from the
sound.
 
Harry continued to suck her clit until it was clear that her orgasm was
fading. He carefully withdrew his finger, and then slowly moved his way up her
body. He stopped for a while to lick and nibble her tits, toying with her
nipples and keeping her highly aroused. Finally, he moved up beside her and
watched her try to catch her breath.
 
After a minute or so, he asked playfully, "You ready for more, or are you worn
out, Marine?"
 
Cath growled at him and pounced, rolling on top of him and straddling his
waist.
 
"We'll show you who's worn out, squid," she said, reaching down for his
already-erect cock. She positioned it at her entrance and then, with no
fanfare at all, let herself drop down onto him.
 
"Oh, fuck yes!" she screamed, feeling him fill her pussy all the way up. Harry
groaned at the sensation, but wasn't able to say anything.
 
Cath did not wait for him to recover, but instead put her hands on his chest
and started moving her hips, moving on his cock and sending waves of pleasure
through both of them.
 
Harry finally got into the act, reaching up and fondling Cath's breasts,
tweaking her nipples with his thumbs. She gasped at the pleasure of that, and
increased her pace on his cock. Harry's hips began to thrust up at her, adding
to the sensations. The two of them were moving together, their bodies in synch
with each other.
 
After a while, Harry pulled Cath down to him, kissing her hotly. She thrust
her tongue into his mouth this time, and smiled as she felt him roll on top of
her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and waited.
 
Harry began thrusting almost immediately, ramming his cock into her pussy with
all he had. Cath was right there with him, bucking her hips up at him, trying
to drive him even deeper into her cunt.
 
The two continued to kiss as they fucked, driving each other closer and closer
to their peaks. When they got there, their screams were muffled by their
kissing, but it still filled the clearing as their bodies twisted and writhed
together, lost in the throes of passion. It was a long moment before the
echoes of their cries faded, and it was even longer before they stopped moving
against each other.
 
After a minute, Harry gently disentangled himself from Cath, who was mostly
out of it, and rolled himself to her side on the grass. There, he slept.
 


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A short while later, Harry woke up. Cath was still dozing next to him, and he
took a moment to admire her naked form. He hoped that he would see it again,
after they left this apparently very strange forest.
 
He was fully dressed by the time Cath awoke, and she found him stuffing small
plants into the bag they had brought with them for evidence. She had not
actually expected to find anything, and she was thoroughly confused by the
fact that he was collecting greenery.
 
"Why the pruning?" she asked him as she got dressed. She noticed that he stole
glances at her as she did, and she enjoyed that. The tension the two had felt
for so long had broken. Now the question was, what comes after?
 
"There's obviously something going on in this forest. I'm thinking it has
something to do with one of the plants that grows here. If we can get it back
to Earth - now there's something I never thought I'd say - we can have it
tested and see if anything turns up."
 
"Good idea," she said, finishing her dressing. She inspected her clothes and
decided they would pass for simply having been hiked in. She quickly looked
over Harry's uniform and saw a couple of smudges, but nothing too
incriminating.
 
"So, you think the kids made up the story to protect themselves? About the
SEALs, I mean?" Cath asked. In her daze, she had forgotten they had admitted
to the crime.
 
Harry looked at her with some incredulity. "No. After what just happened, I'm
quite certain the SEALs did what they say they did. But obviously, so did the
teens. I think that they called attention to the SEALs in order to save their
own necks."
 
"But how do we prove that?" she asked.
 
"If I'm right, then it might be that no one is at fault. If it's one of these
plants, we can argue that they weren't acting under their own volition, but
were in fact too intoxicated by the natural surroundings to know the
difference between right and wrong."
 
"Not guilty by reason of plant-induced temporary insanity?" Cath asked with a
skeptical grin.
 
"Hey, it's all we've got to go on."
 
"Okay. Let's head back now."
 


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Atlantis Government Center
 
1145 Local
 


"Did you find what you wanted?" Chief Councilor Degrais asked. Harry and Cath
felt that question had a double meaning, but neither of them was going to rise
to the bait.
 
"We think so. I would like to return to Earth for some scientific testing, and
is it possible for Colonel Graham to look over your historical archives?"
 
"You're going quite far afield to save your people, Commander," Councilor
Degrais said with a smirk. "But our records are open for all to see. Not that
most bother; our history classes are quite complete during our schooling."
 
"But I didn't have the benefit of your schooling, Madam Councilor," Cath said
with a charming smile. "Where might I find the archives?"
 
"I will have someone take you there. Is there anything else, Commander?"
 
"Just one other point. Are you familiar with DNA?"
 
"Yes, quite familiar. Every member of our society has their DNA logged at
birth. Yours was logged when you entered the detention facility yesterday."
 
"Are these records available to the defense?"
 
"Why would you need them?" Maya Degrais asked suspiciously.
 
"We found some items in the forest, but in order to know whether they are
evidence of anything or not, we need to know if they belong to one of the
teens."
 
"I remind you, Commander, that the teens are not on trial."
 
"But their credibility might be, Madam Councilor."
 
Degrais sighed. "Very well. It is our policy never to give anyone access to
the DNA records. However, if you can present a DNA profile for matching, we
can tell you if it matches the young ones."
 
"Thank you, that will be fine. I should be back in a few hours. Colonel, good
luck."
 
"You too, Harry," she said, searching his face for an answer that was not
forthcoming. He smiled at her, then turned away to head back to the Astrogate.
 


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Astrogate Command And Control
 
0640 Local
 


"Welcome back, Commander," COL McCoy said. "Where's your partner?"
 
"Learning history," he said.
 
"How goes the case?"
 
"We're making headway," Harry hedged. "Do you have a lab here? I need to have
some plants analyzed."
 
"Of course. Commander Veracruz will show you where."
 
As LCDR Veracruz led Harry back to the lab, he asked, "So what's your real job
here? I imagine they don't need a babysitter very often."
 
"You'd be surprised," she said with a grin, "but I'm the technical director of
the facility. I do the briefings in case some smartass politician wants real
details. I can go so far over their head, they stop asking questions almost
immediately."
 
Harry laughed. "Good strategy."
 
"Any hope of getting AG-3 back?" Veracruz asked seriously.
 
"It's looking up. A lot depends on how much of this scientific evidence
they'll accept over their religious taboos."
 
"Good luck, sir," she said as she directed him into the lab, where they had
obviously been alerted, because they were ready to do whatever he wanted done.
 


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Atlantis Government Center, Visitors Quarters
 
2000 Local
 


"We found it," Harry said. "It's those trees with the soft leaves. I asked,
and it's called a Kemset Tree. Nobody's said anything about it being odd, but
the lab boys say that it emits a pheromone-like scent. It's intended to
attract some kind of insect to help the plant reproduce, but it coincidentally
has an extremely strong effect on people."
 
"So they really were prodded into their actions by their surroundings?" Cath
asked.
 
Harry nodded. "The question is, can we use this in these courts? Will it stand
up?"
 
"There's nothing to prevent it. The trouble would be convincing the judge that
it's valid."
 
"*Would* be?" Harry asked. He knew that tone in Cath's voice.
 
"I looked through their history, and I found some really interesting things,"
she said, and explained all about it.
 
Harry listened intently, his smile growing as he knew that they had put this
case away, unless the judicial system on Atlantis was merely for show.
 
After they had talked out their case, silence ensued. After a few minutes of
that, Cath said, "Harry?"
 
"What's on your mind, Cath?"
 
"How strongly did that forest affect you?"
 
After a long pause, he confessed, "Only a little bit."
 
"Then why..." she started. He knew what she was asking and cut her off.
 
"Because I've wanted it to happen for a long time, and it gave us both an
excuse. And if things went badly, we could back away from it, blame the
forest, and still be friends."
 
"Things didn't go badly, though."
 
"No, they didn't," he responded, looking into her eyes.
 
Clothing was soon being shed once again.
 


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Atlantis Criminal Court
 
1000 Local
 


"Are there any motions before the trial begins?" the judge asked.
 
Harry stood up. "Yes, your honor. My clients would like to change their plea."
 
"Your clients have not entered a plea, Mr. Clay," the judge replied. Harry
knew it was protocol for them not to recognize any title or rank in their
court proceedings. "You may enter one for them now, if you think it's
necessary."
 
"I do, Your Honor. My clients plead not guilty by reason of involuntary
chemical intoxication."
 
There was a stir in the courtroom; this was a new one on the observers.
 
"Perhaps you'd better explain yourself," the prosecutor demanded.
 
"It is a tenet of Atlantean law that a person acting under the motivation of
an intoxicating substance is still responsible for their actions, *unless*
they ingested that substance either unknowingly, or unwillingly. It is our
assertion that the forest on Mizerat Island consists of a tree that emits an
intoxicating chemical."
 
"Mr. Clay," Chief Councilor Degrais, who was one of the panel of five judges,
intoned, "do you expect us to believe this rather convenient explanation?"
 
"Your Honors, during our trek into the forest yesterday, Lieutenant Colonel
Graham and I collected plant samples. Some of those samples sit on the
evidence table before you. Other samples were taken back to Earth for chemical
examination. It was determined there that the Kemset Tree emits a substance
that lowers the inhibitions of humans, arouses the libido, and clouds the
higher brain functions, making it nearly impossible for humans to resist this
effect."
 
"And we are just supposed to take your word for this?" one of the other judges
asked.
 
"No, Your Honors. That is why I didn't take all of the samples. Please feel
free to have them tested in your own labs. I'm sure you'll find the same thing
we did."
 
"How can you be so sure of that, Mr. Clay?" Degrais asked.
 
Cath stood up and answered the question. "Because, Your Honors, your people
suffered the same effects from these trees when you first came here two
thousand years ago."
 
There was an uproar from the courtroom, and the Chief Justice hammered the
room into silence.
 
"Perhaps you'd better explain yourself, young lady," the judge demanded.
 
"When your people first came to Atlantis, they lived on the islands
surrounding what is now Atlantis City. The historical record shows that
Mizerat Island was regarded as a... passionate retreat location."
 
More murmurs were heard in the court, but a stern look from the Chief Justice
calmed them.
 
"The record states that children were not allowed on the island, that clothing
was frequently not worn, and that, and I quote 'animal sounds were heard where
no animal lives.'"
 
The court chuckled at that old-fashioned turn of phrase, but Cath carried on
with her statement.
 
"In fact, the record shows that everyone in the colony visited the island
frequently. Even in the original days of the colony, citizen movements were
tracked."
 
"We are aware. Please make your point."
 
"My point is this: when this colony was started, you had five thousand
members. There is no record of famine, disease, violent dispute or other
problem which would cause a significant decline in population, yet the record
shows that in the first twenty years, you lost eighty percent of your
colonists."
 
"Which could have been caused by anything," Degrais objected. "You cannot
blame that on the forest."
 
"Actually, Your Honor, we can," Harry replied. "Because the Kemset Tree
pheromone, for lack of a better word for it, is toxic, as well as
intoxicating. Inhaling it frequently over a long period of time will lead to
liver failure and death."
 
There was a rumble of fear through the court, but the justices glared it into
submission.
 
"You can prove this, as well?" the Chief Justice inquired.
 
"Our chemical analysis proves it. Of course, you'll want to run your own,"
Harry assumed out loud. "But your initial population died off from this very
substance."
 
"Yet some obviously survived," Degrais objected.
 
"Yes, Your Honor," Cath said. "Some humans are immune to the effect. Mr. Clay
is one of them. All of you are also immune to the effect, because you are
descendants of people who were obviously immune, so did not spend as much time
on the island, and therefore did not inhale a lethal dose."
 
"The record also states that the island was declared off-limits once the
physicians figured out what was causing the problem."
 
"You mean it was declared holy," one of the judges objected.
 
"No, Your Honor. It was originally declared unclean," Cath replied. At that
point, the room erupted in a cacophony of outrage. The Chief Justice gaveled
it into silence with some effort.
 
"I'm not making any interpretation, Your Honor. The record states it as fact.
What I cannot find, however, is at what point the island was transformed from
a place of death to a holy shrine."
 
"Why is that relevant?" Another of the judges asked.
 
"Because, Your Honor," Harry explained, "if the island was never officially
declared a sacred place, then the members of AG-3 aren't guilty of any crime
at all."
 
At that, another outburst rolled through the court. More gaveling finally got
it under control, and the Chief Justice said, "Are you asking us to *dismiss*
the charges?"
 
Harry stood his ground. "I don't see any other options, Your Honor. The state
cannot prove that a crime has been committed."
 
Everyone stared open-mouthed at him, but the room was silent. No one knew what
to say to that.
 
After the longest of pauses, the Chief Justice said, "The justices will confer
in chambers. This court is adjourned until 2:00pm."
 


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Atlantis Astrogate Receiving Area
 
1800 Local
 


"Thank you, sirs," Mike Tiegs said to the lawyers. "I was really worried about
this one."
 
"It wasn't your fault, Lieutenant," Cath assured him.
 
Mike shook both their hands. Harry said, "You're dismissed. Return to base."
 
"Aye-aye, sir!" Mike replied, and headed through the Astrogate.
 
Harry and Cath turned to see the two teens at the door. They both walked over
to talk to them.
 
"We're sorry we got your friends in trouble," Shayla said quietly.
 
"As you should be, young lady," Harry said. He reached into his pocket and
pulled out a Ziploc bag with her panties in it. He handed it to her, and
watched her blush. "Especially when you were guiltier than they."
 
Harry and Cath turned back to the Astrogate platform, and stepped through.
 


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Astrogate Command And Control
 
1255 Local
 


"Good work, Commander, Colonel," Admiral Carver said, congratulating them both
on their mission.
 
"Our pleasure, sir," Harry assured COMAGCOM.
 
"Really?" the admiral said with a predatory grin. "I'm glad to hear that. I
have a message from your boss."
 
Admiral Carver handed over the message to Harry, who read it and then handed
it to Cath with a look of chagrin.
 
"AGJAG?" she said with a look of dread when she realized they had been tasked
to start a new legal bureau, the Astrogate Judge Advocate General's office. It
would be a subordinate office to the Navy's JAG, but would run independently.
 
"At least we both get a promotion," Harry said, trying to be optimistic.
 
"Yeah, but how come you get to be on top?" Cath asked with a devilish grin.
 


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