Daniel has always wanted to be an archeologist right? Wrong! Daniel is keeping a secret from SG-1 know about. What will they do when they find out that Daniel is really someone by the name of Harry...
I would like to thank DMG for her help in betaing this story. Without her help, it wouldn't flow as well and Jack wouldn't be able to keep his voice. I thank her so much!
Daniel snickered at Jack's stunned expression. He felt giggly inside. His theory was correct. Witches and Wizards were descendants of the Ancients. Their ATA gene had mutated to allow them to do magic. He wondered idly if John Sheppard was a wizard and if he was, did he go to a Wizarding school? How was Atlantis reacting to his presence? That was something that he would've loved to have seen. He would worry about the Colonel later.
He frowned thoughtfully. That did bring up a good question though. Why didn't Jack know he was a wizard? Surely, he would've gotten a letter when he turned eleven. So, why wasn't Jack a member of the Wizarding World?
"Jack, did you ever get a letter when you turned eleven, inviting you to a Wizarding school?" Daniel asked.
"Huh?" Jack asked as he stared at the glowing wand.
Daniel sighed, irritated. He snapped his fingers in front of Jack's face. "Focus, Jack."
Jack jumped, his face startled. He looked at Daniel sheepishly. "Er...right. Now, what?" he asked.
"Did you ever get a letter when you were eleven, asking you to attend a Wizarding school?" Daniel asked once more.
Jack looked thoughtful. "Mmm...I don't think so. Wait, no, there was something odd that happened on my birthday. It was during my eleventh birthday party and I remember a huge black owl sitting in the tree that was in our backyard. It dropped something on the picnic table, but I never saw what it was. My father had picked up. I remember that there was an argument between my mother and father later that night. I can remember him yelling something about how he wasn't going to let his son go to some school that taught weird new age shit. My father wanted me to join the Air Force, just like him. He wasn't a man who thought outside the box," he said wryly.
Daniel nodded. "Sounds like a letter then. The Wizarding World uses owls to carry their posts. Your father didn't allow you to go, though. I wonder if your mother knew anything about Wizards," he commented thoughtfully.
Jack smiled softly. "My mother always told me stories about magic. My bedtime stories were full of wizards, witches, magic, and elves. Come to think of it, there was one story about a castle that taught children magic. She would tell me about how the pictures talked, the stairs moved, and the children learned spells that they would need to know later in life," he said, his eyes widened as he stared at Daniel, shocked. "There was even a sport for the school; a game that they would play on brooms. I can't remember the name. Quiche, Quitch, Quilt, something like that."
Daniel grinned. "Quidditch," he said gleefully.
Jack looked dazed. "Yeah, that was it. It was true. It was all true. Does that mean my mother was a witch?" he asked.
"No, not necessarily. She could've been a squib who knew about the Wizarding World," Daniel said.
"A squib?" Jack asked.
"A non-magical person born of a magical family. Her parents might've been magical, but she wasn't necessarily," Daniel explained.
"Oh," Jack said softly. "Too bad she died. I would've loved to have known either way."
"This is great. I mean, you're a wizard. Oh, Jack, the things I can teach you," Daniel said gleefully.
Jack leered. "Oh? Anything useful?" he asked curiously..
Daniel smiled. "Sure, I can teach you some spells that would be useful against the Goa'uld," he exclaimed, his eyes bright.
"Really? So why haven't you been using them?" Jack asked curiously.
Daniel sighed with irritation. "Jack, I was trying to hide from the Wizarding World. Why would I use something that would enable them to find me, plus there was the NID to worry about as well. As much as I wanted to use them on the Goa'uld, and trust me it was tempting, I couldn't," he explained.
Jack grunted in acknowledgement. He knew that the NID would love nothing better than to get their hands on Daniel if he had started showing some abnormal powers. Especially after he had descended.
"What is the Goa'uld?" Snape asked from his cell.
Daniel froze when he heard his former Potion Professor's voice. He had forgotten about him in his excitement. He remembered the anger that he felt towards the man. If it weren't for him, Jack would never know about Harry Potter. Daniel would still have his new life and no one know would know where he was. However, thanks to Snape, Jack now knew that Daniel was Harry Potter. He was afraid that Snape would tell Dumbledore, even if he didn't tell anyone else. Hell, as far as he knew, the Headmaster could already know who he really was. He seems to know everything. He would inform the Ministry because they needed the Boy Who Live to take care of their new Dark Lord. He would never be left alone again. Wizards would follow him home and to the SGC. They would find out about the Stargate and the NID would find about the Wizarding World. It would be pure chaos. Remembering that it was technically Hermione's fault, he didn't care. Snape was here and he would be the one to blame until he got a hold of Hermione.
He whirled around and glared at Snape. "This is your fault. If you had just shut up, I would've let you go and you never would've known who I really was."
"Potter, I knew who you were already. You didn't have to tell me," Snape said.
"You didn't know for sure. If I had walked out of this room without responding to you, you wouldn't have been positive. You would've left and I could've gone back to my life. I have a good life, an exciting life. A life I am not going to give up just to pander to some sycophants in the Ministry. I refuse!" Daniel snarled.
"Potter," Snape began.
"My name is Daniel," he barked. "You would do well to remember that."
Snape crossed his arms and glared. "Potter, you can't hide forever. Mrs. Malfoy has never given up looking for you. I wasn't the one who kidnapped you. I wasn't the one who found you. For five years, you hid well, but now anyone can find you. You may not believe it, but you are missed. Things haven't been the same since you left," he said softly.
Daniel blinked at that. If he didn't know better, he would think that Snape missed him. He dismissed that idea. Snape and he were never friends. They would never be friends. Too much had happened between them to allow that.
"I don't care, Snape. My job is done. I defeated Voldemort. The prophecy was fulfilled. If the Wizarding World was so damn concerned about me, they shouldn't have tried to harm my friends or drive me out. If they have a new Dark Lord, let someone else destroy him. I'm no longer part of the Wizarding World," Daniel said.
Jack walked up behind Daniel and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Damn right, Danny boy. You're ours. You go nowhere without me, Carter, Teal'c, Mitchell, several Zat guns, a Goa'uld shield, several P-90s, a cache of explosives, a healing device, a MK-19, and if possible an Al'kesh following behind you," he quipped.
"Jack," Daniel whined. "I'm not that bad."
"Daniel, how many times have you died now? Five, six times? You've gotten kidnapped how many times? How many Goa'ulds have you pissed off?" Jack asked.
"Hey, I'll admit to dying and the kidnappings, but pissing off Goa'ulds is all you, Jack," Daniel replied snippily.
"Maybe, but if you look up trouble in the dictionary, your picture would be right next to it," Jack said sarcastically.
Snape snorted and Daniel glared at him. "It's nice to see some things haven't changed. You were always getting into trouble. I don't know how many times I've had to save you," the Potions Master said dryly.
"Oh, who saved who the last time?" Daniel asked harshly.
"Mm...true, but that doesn't make up for your years at Hogwarts," Snape said smugly.
"You know, if I didn't hate the Goa'uld so much, I would give you to them. Of course, knowing my luck, they would make you a host. God knows you're evil enough," Daniel sniped.
"Again, I ask, who are the Goa'uld?" Snape asked impatiently.
"You know, we really shouldn't be talking about certain things in front of him," Jack said thoughtfully.
Daniel shrugged. "It doesn't matter. I'm going to bound him to a Wizard's Oath and a secrecy spell. He won't be able to say anything about what he learns here."
"You'll need a wand for that, Potter, and I don't think that mine will work for you," Snape replied coldly.
Daniel smirked. "Who said I needed a wand?" he asked.
Snape blinked then frown. "You've never shown any signs of wandless ability," he said.
Daniel shook his head. "You mean, you've never seen any signs that I can do wandless magic. You don't know everything about me, Snape, no matter how much you would like to think you do."
"So, does that mean we can let him out now?" Jack asked.
"Sure, it's not like he's going anywhere. Without his wand, he can't leave here," Daniel explained.
"Well, then I guess I'll keep a hold of this little gadget, won't I?" Jack replied as he fondled Snape's wand. Snape gave him an evil glare and Jack smirked at him.
Daniel walked over to the cell and opened it. Snape walked out and glared at Daniel. The younger man grinned and said, "Before we go anywhere, I want a Wizard's Oath that you will not tell anyone about what you see here. You will not tell anyone what you've heard, saw, felt, smelled, tasted or pissed on. If you can't do that, then I'll put your ass back into the cell and you can stay there until we decide to let you go. Then, I'll Obliviate you. Your choice."
"Anything he pissed on?" Jack asked, amusement shining from his eyes.
Daniel shrugged. "I wanted to make sure that I covered everything. You have understand, Snape is a very cunning man and if he can find a way around the Oath, he will. I don't want to give him a chance to tell anyone. I would hate to have to kill him," he explained seriously while staring at Snape.
The Potions Master must've realized that he was serious. He sighed with irritation. "I, Severus Snape, do give my Oath as a Wizard to Harry James Potter, also known as Daniel Jackson, to not disclose anything that I see here, on the punishment of the loss of my magic."
"I, Harry James Potter, also known as Daniel Jackson, accept Severus Snape's Wizard's Oath. So mote it be." The room filled with magic as the Oath took hold.
"Now for the secrecy spell," Daniel said. He waved his hand and Snape felt a magic hit him. He frowned slightly as he looked at Harry...er...Daniel.
"All right. Now, who am I?" Daniel asked.
Snape opened his mouth to say Harry Potter when to his shock he said, "Dr. Daniel Jackson."
Daniel smirked. "Oops, I guess you can't tell anyone who I really am. So sorry," he said snidely. "Here, let me tweak it some." Daniel waved his hand and Snape felt magic flow over him again. "You can say my name now."
Jack snickered. "I guess Deadboy's not the only one who's cunning," he quipped.
Snape glared at Daniel. "You don't honestly think that the spell will hide who you really are, do you? One glance at your magical signature and everyone in the Wizarding World will know that you're Harry Potter," the Potions Master said coldly.
Daniel arched an eyebrow and asked, "What magical signature?"
Snape's eyes widened, his expression shocked, when he felt Potter's magical signature disappear. It hit him suddenly how Potter had stayed hidden for the last five years. No one could hide their magical signature like that, no Wizard alive that is.
"How did you do that?" Snape asked.
"Magic," Daniel retorted whimsically.
"What did you do, Danny?" Jack asked.
"I hid my magical signature," Daniel answered. "Witches and Wizards are not supposed to be able to do that, but I had some help. First, there was an obscure spell found in a hidden library of Hogwarts. I used it when I first left the Wizarding World. Then Oma helped me to hide it when I came back," he explained to Jack.
"Oh," Jack said softly, his eyes filling with pain as he remembered the year that Daniel had ascended.
"Who is this Oma person and how can she help you hide your signature?" Snape asked curiously.
"She is an Ancient, an ascended being. A being of pure light and well, magic, I guess," Daniel replied thoughtfully.
"There is no such thing. That is only a myth," the Potions Master snapped.
Jack laughed as Daniel snorted. "Take it from me, Snape. There is such a thing. I should know; I was an ascended being for a year before I was sent back. Apparently, I was too much trouble. I wouldn't obey the rules," he said with a grin.
"And we do appreciate that, Danny," Jack quipped.
Snape sighed. There was too much going on here. He hadn't had the time to assimilate what he had learned. He didn't understand most of what Potter and Jack had talked about, but he knew it had something to do with Merlin and the origins of the Wizarding World. He had to admit that he had been shocked when the Muggle had been able to use his wand. How did Potter know that the Muggle could use a wand? He couldn't really feel any magic coming off him. If he had thought about it, he would've thought the Muggle was a squib, but no squib can use a wand. Was it because the Muggle's magic had been suppressed all these years or was there more to it? What did it have to do with the gene that Harry was talking about? Most Witches and Wizards wanted nothing to do with the Muggle world, but Snape was not one of them. While he may dislike the Muggles themselves, he was interested in Muggle science and found it to be an interesting subject. Chemistry reminded him of Potions and he read many scientific journals to understand the science. He had to grudgingly admit that the Muggles had made great advancements without the use of Magic. They had compensated for what they didn't have and found ways around it by using other means.
"Snape, come on. I bet you're hungry. I think we have some rations you can have," Daniel called out, startling him out of his thoughts.
Snape glanced over at Potter and wondered how the young man had hidden so well for the last five years. Even with the hidden magical signature, shouldn't they still have been able to find him? He couldn't detect a glamour on the man, and wondered how Potter had changed his appearance. And if he had been hiding his signature, then how did Mrs. Malfoy find him? Why, after so many years, was it possible to find Potter, now, when they needed him again? There were so many questions and not enough answers. He was tired. He needed a stout glass of firewhisky and some sleep. Today just hadn't been his day.
He looked at Potter and glared. "I would like to go home now. I've been bound by a secrecy spell and a Wizard's Oath. You have no fear that I'm going to tell anyone what I have seen or heard. I'm sure the Headmaster is worried about what is happening to me," Snape said.
Daniel shrugged. "Maybe, but I'd like to think that this will teach him not to send his canon fodder into a situation where he could lose them," he replied sarcastically.
"My, aren't we angry with the Headmaster," Snape retorted sarcastically.
Daniel snorted. "I like Professor Dumbledore. I might even love him to a certain degree, but I don't trust him to put the welfare of one against the welfare of the many. I don't like his idea that he is only doing things for the greater good. He's too used to knowing everything and manipulating things to his will. I think it will do him good to not know what's going on for once," he said cheerfully. "He might be so worried that it'll put him off his lemon drops."
Snape laughed suddenly. "Nothing will put Dumbledore off his lemon drops. He'll probably die with one in his mouth," he said with humor.
Daniel grinned. "Probably," he replied and they shared a look filled with humor.
"Now, come on. Let's get something to eat. I'm a little hungry," Daniel said and walked out the door.
Jack waited for Snape to walk out of the room and followed behind him. Snape wondered how he would be able to get his wand back. He had a sudden idea. He tripped and fell to the floor. "Ow, damn it!" he cursed as he grabbed his ankle.
Jack looked at him skeptically and Snape growled, "The least you can do is help me up. Or do you not care when your prisoners hurt themselves?" he snapped.
The General took a moment before sighing. He reached down to help Snape up, but the Potions Master dragged him down to the ground. He reached into Jack's pocket and pulled out his wand. Jumping to his feet, he pointed it at Jack. "You really are a stupid Muggle. Even when you knew better, you still helped me. That was a mistake," he said with a smirk.
Jack shook his head. "Daniel is never going to let me forget about this," he said mournfully.
"Yes, well, tell Potter that I said good-bye. I'd like to say that it's been a pleasure, but I would be lying," Snape growled out.
He tried to apparate and realized that he couldn't. How? How could these Muggles know how to use an anti-apparation spell? Snape realized that he wouldn't be able to leave the normal way. He needed to find his way out of the Muggle complex and fast.
He pointed his wand at Jack and said, "Get up. Apparently, I can't apparate out, so I'm going to need you to guide me out of here. I would hate to have to hurt you, but I will if you don't help me."
Jack stood up and shook his head. "Now, see, that just doesn't make sense to me. You need my help, but yet you threaten to hurt me. If you did that, I would be unable to help you. How could that be to your benefit? I mean, really. Can't you find a better threat?" he asked.
"Shut up and move. No wonder you and Potter get along so well. He's always had a soft spot for incompetent, inept twits," Snape snapped.
"Ah, you say the sweetest things," Jack retorted as he made his way down the hallway.
They came around the corner and stopped as they saw Sam looking at them in shock. "Sir!" she called out.
"Hey, Carter. What's up?" Jack asked casually.
"Er...not much, sir. Do you need help, General?" she asked as she stared at Snape.
"Nah, we're just having a lovely stroll. Oh, you might want to warn Teal'c not to do anything foolish. I know how he loves to save the day, but we really don't need a man who can turn into a panther running around, now do we?" Jack asked.
Sam shook her head. "No sir, I don't believe that we do."
"Right, well, I guess we'll just keep on walking," Jack said. He started to walk, then paused. "Er...could you not tell Daniel about this? He would never let me forget about it."
Sam's mouth twitched with amusement. "Of course, sir."
Jack nodded and walked on. Snape glared at her and she backed up against the wall. A few minutes later, they walked into a large room and Snape looked around curiously.
"Jack," Daniel called out with exasperation. "Did I or did I not tell you to not let him have his wand?"
Snape's head whipped around and he stared at Daniel, who was leaning in the doorway, his face amused.
"Yes, well, he is a very cunning man. Caught me by surprise," Jack replied defensively.
"Uh huh, I'm sure," Daniel retorted.
"Potter, it's time for me to go home. Take down the anti-apparation spell and let me leave," Snape demanded.
Daniel shook his head. "I'm afraid I can't let you do that."
"Then I have no choice but to harm your Muggle," Snape snarled.
Daniel shrugged. "Okay," he replied.
Snape stared at him, his expression shocked as Jack yelled, "Hey!"
"What? You know we don't give into terrorists! What about when we were on PX5-217? Mmm? Who was the hostage then? What did you say when that native threaten to sacrifice me to their gods? What was that again, Jack?" Daniel asked.
Jack mumbled something and Daniel smirked. "What was that? I didn't quite catch that."
"I said it was okay. It's not as if you wouldn't have come back anyway. You're always popping up when you should be dead," Jack snapped with aggravation.
"Right, so if Snape wants to throw in a little torture, I say go for it. Its good for the soul," Daniel said smugly.
Jack grumbled under his breath and Snape stared at Daniel as if he had lost his mind. "You don't care if I torture your friend?" he asked.
"Oh, I care. It's just I know you won't do it. See, if you even think about torturing Jack, then Teal'c, the big guy standing behind you with a Zat gun will be a tad upset. I'm afraid of what the he might do if you harm Jack. They're awfully close, you know. Then, if somehow you get past Teal'c, which is doubtful, you have Sam Carter to worry about. Now, she might be a woman, but don't let that fool you. She can take you down real quick. She's a very good shot and this time, she won't use a Zat. Her P-90 will add a few holes to your body. Now, if you somehow get past her, again not likely, you'll have to get past Mitchell. Of course, he's relatively new and I don't know much about him, but I do know that he was a sharp shooter for a while and I believe that he was in Black Ops. He'll have no qualms about killing you," Daniel explained.
"If you somehow get past all of them, then you'll have to get out of here. In order to do that, you'll have to get to Thor. I have to tell you, that little guy is very, very stubborn. He held up to some extreme torture from someone who was a lot scarier than you are. He didn't break then, and he wouldn't break for you. If you accidentally killed him, then you would be stuck here forever, since you don't know a thing about this place. So, it's your choice, Snape. What are you going to do?" Daniel asked, a smirk on his face.
Snape looked behind him and saw the large, black non-human who had accompanied the Jack to his cell, looking back at him. His face was expressionless, and his dark eyes hard. He had what looked like the weapon that Jack had used on Weasley pointed at him. He knew then that there was no way that he was escaping. With a growl, he pocketed his wand and turned to glare at Daniel. "Fine, I'll let him go," he snapped out.
Daniel straightened up and walked over to him. He patted him on the arm and said, "Good choice. Now, let me show you why I can't lift what you call the anti-apparation spell."
He took Snape by the arm and dragged him further into the room. They walked around the corner and Snape stopped; his eyes wide with shock. There was a large window and beyond it, was Earth. He was in space. He had read that the Muggles had the ability, but he never really comprehended what that meant. He walked forward, his expression filled with awe. He touched the window and sighed. He was seeing something that the Wizarding World would never see in a million years. How had the Muggles done this?
"Is that real?" Snape whispered as he gazed at Earth.
"Yeah, it's real. We are thousands of miles from Earth's surface. If you had tried to apparate, you wouldn't have made it. You can't apparate that far," Daniel explained.
"Then how did you get out of Hogwarts?" Snape asked.
"Transporter. It takes your body and scatters the molecules from one place to the next. It's almost like apparating," Daniel said.
"But how? I didn't think the Muggles were this technologically advanced," Snape asked.
Daniel directed a sharp look at Snape. "You know about Muggle technology?" he questioned.
"I read their science magazines. I have a particular interest in Chemistry. It reminds me a great deal of Potions. Also, knowing the enemy was one of the Dark Lord's favorite saying. How could you kill Muggles if you didn't know anything about them?" Snape replied wryly.
Daniel snorted. "Figures. As to the technology, it's not Muggle, or human technology. It's Asgard," he said.
"Asgard? What's that?" Snape asked.
Daniel turned around and pointed. "He is an Asgard," he said with a smile.
Snape turned around and stared at the small grey creature who was staring at him curiously. Snape blinked, leaned over to Harry and asked, "Are they related to the house-elves in any way?"
Daniel looked at him, shocked, before bursting into laughter. "Oh, my god. I never thought of that. No, they're not. The Asgard live in another galaxy."
"Galaxy?" Snape asked, his eyes wide. "You mean they're aliens?" he squeaked.
"I like to think of them as an intelligent life form from a distant planet," Daniel said whimsically.
"When? What? Why doesn't anyone on Earth know about them?" Snape asked.
"Why doesn't anyone in the Muggle world know abut the Wizarding World?" Daniel asked in return.
"Because Muggles would fear us and they destroy what they fear," Snape said.
"Exactly. Most humans aren't ready to know that there is life out in the stars. Think of the implications to the Muggle religions. And that's just a start. Only a select few know anything about the Asgard, the Ancients, the Nox, the Goa'uld, the Tollans, the Tok'ra and all the other intelligent life forms that we have met. You heard me talking earlier about Merlin being an Ancient. The Ancients were not from this planet. They exiled themselves here when their planet and city was overrun by an enemy. Most of the Ancients ascended to a higher plane of existence, but some lived their lives out on Earth. The Wizarding World is made up of descendants of those Ancients. Merlin, who had ascended, came back and taught them how to access their powers and that's where magic was born, which is why there are myths saying the Merlin is the Father of Magic. Anyone with the ATA gene can do magic, Snape," Daniel explained.
Snape looked dazed. "How do you know all of this?" he asked softly. His perceptions on the Wizarding World were being destroyed. The Purebloods would be upset to know that their ancestors weren't even human. If this got out, it would throw the Wizarding World into chaos.
"Many years of research. We found evidence of the Ancients years ago. I translated their language and when that happened, I was able to figure out what happened to the Ancients. Then last year, we found the Ancients' home world and their city, Atlantis, in the Pegasus galaxy. We also found the place where the Excalibur was hidden. There was a message from Merlin himself, using Ancient technology," Daniel explained.
"What about the magical creatures?" Snape asked desperately.
"Experimentation by the Ancients. Hell, even Fawkes isn't part of this world. His ancestors came from another world as well, and they were left behind when Ra left this planet. There is so much about the Wizarding World that could be explained. Everything that the Wizarding World knows about themselves is wrong. The truth is lost in generations of stories and myths. The books that could've told them what really happened were either hidden or destroyed. Hogwarts herself is not as it seems. I think there is actual Ancient technology hidden deep inside her. That would be the only way to explain her wards. I'm sorry, but after a thousand years, the magic that surrounds her should've degraded by now and it hasn't. The only thing I can think of is that Ancient technology is being used to generate the ward. Are the wards ever upgraded?" Daniel asked.
Snape shook his head, his expression pensive. "No, never. They've never been touched. The one thing we never had to worry about when it came to the war was the wards around Hogwarts falling."
"Um...I'd love to find out for sure," Daniel said thoughtfully. "As with most technology, it will eventually stop working or lose power. If that happens, then the wards around Hogwarts will fall. You and the future generations need to know what to do in case that ever happens," Daniel explained.
"You can't tell," Snape said suddenly, his dark eyes gazing at Daniel intently.
"Excuse me?" Daniel asked, confused.
"You can't let the Wizarding World know the truth," Snape said desperately.
Daniel looked out the window pensively. "I know. It would destroy the Wizarding World. They're not ready to move beyond what they know. The Wizarding World is not big on change. To destroy their perceptions of their society, would also destroy their lives. As much as I would love to let them know, I can't and I won't. Plus, there is more to this than just the Wizarding World. The Muggles have their own secrets that they're not ready to reveal as well," he said.
Snape sighed. "Thank you, Potter," he said softly.
"You're welcome," Daniel replied. He groaned suddenly. "Of course, that means that I'm going to have to tell Dumbledore. He is the current Headmaster of Hogwarts and he needs to know. Damn it," he cursed.
"Don't worry, Potter. You can always get a Wizard's Oath from him as well," Snape said wryly. He frowned a moment. "Why am I allowed to use your real name? I thought the secrecy spell was supposed to hide your identity."
"I told you, I tweaked it. You're only allowed to use my name if everyone in the room knows who I really am," Daniel commented and his eyes widened. He turned around slowly and swallowed as he stared at Sam, Teal'c, Mitchell and Thor. Jack was leaning against the wall, smirking.
Sam smirked. "I guess you forgot we were monitoring Snape's cell, didn't you, Harry James Potter?" she asked.
"Oh shit," Daniel cursed.