Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Stargate SG-1 or ay of its characters. This idea has been floating around in my head for a while and I finally decided to take it out. Writing is my own personal Penseive.
"Daniel? What have you got over there? Anything interesting?" Vala Mal Doran called out to him across the open courtyard of the temple SG-1 was in the process of exploring.
"Only the key to unlocking the secrets of the universe." He said blandly, indicating that he was obviously busy translating some important alien text and should not be disturbed. Vala had been on SG-1 for two years, yet could not read the signals of her teammates.
"Really? What is it?" She asked, hoping for the means of acquiring a great amount of wealth
"42, now can you please leave me alone? I'm trying to do my job here."
"Testy, are we? No matter. Ah, Mitchell, what are you doing then?" Vala's voice faded as she went off to bother the team leader. Daniel shook his head to clear his mind and returned to focusing on the symbols carved in the stone. It took him a while to find a reference point for the language, but once he did (namely the word gowald meaning goa'uld) the rest of the translation ran smoothly.
Half an hour after Vala went to bother Cameron, Daniel heard the sound of his footsteps and said without looking up
"Hey."
"Hey." The other man replied, with a hint of exasperation in his tone, indicating Vala's protracted company, "what have we got here?"
"Well, given the architecture and text, this temple belongs to Venus, the Greek goddess of love, also thought to have been the same woman as Hathor and Aphrodite." Daniel paused
"Which means?" Mitchell prompted
"Which means that we have very little to worry about on this planet; from the look of things, Venus hasn't been around to exercise her control in a very long time, and Sam would have told us by now if there were any anomalous energy readings so…" he trailed off and Cameron picked up his sentence
"So there are no alien beasties to worry about and we can go home happy today?"
"Yes." Daniel declared firmly. No sooner had he done so than the wall behind him exploded in a flurry of dust and rock.
He and Mitchell promptly ducked behind two of the columns of the temple and readied their weapons. Each peering out, they saw a thin young woman, approximately 5'8" and wearing the ornate, overdone apparel associated with the goa'uld. As if on cue, her eyes flashed white and Daniel said
"Well, crap."
"Crap is right Jackson. I think your love goddess came back for a visit." Cameron yelled and fired at the woman. The bullets ricocheted off the shimmering yellow energy wave surrounding her and, with a small smile, she used her hand device to obliterate Mitchell's hiding place. The roof groaned at the loss of the supporting column and in a cascade of stone, a five foot diameter hole opened in the overhang as the building material crashed down on Cameron.
Daniel fought with himself over remaining hidden or helping his friend. In the end, being Daniel, he found himself incapable of doing the former and said hurriedly into is radio
"Man down, repeat, Mitchell is down." He then attempted a dash across the twenty feet separating them, but was caught by the hand device and thrown against the wall.
"Jaffa, Cree." Her vibrating voice echoed off the stones. Two large men strode into the temple and picked Daniel up from his crumpled position where he had fallen at the base of the wall.
The goa'uld walked forward and inspected him closely, then smiled
"Yes, you will do quite nicely. Take him to my ship."
"Yes, mistress." The two Jaffa replied in unison. Daniel found himself being dragged roughly, feet barely able to touch the ground, across the courtyard and down a flight of stairs.
"Excuse me…" Daniel attempted but was cut off
"Do not speak. You will be placed in a cell on Mistress Venus's ship."
"But I…" The hand of the Jaffa on the right collided sharply with the side of his head. The world slipped into a spiral of pain
"I said, do not speak." A flash of light indicated a ring transport and the faint smell of incense, overpowered by humans in close contact settled in around them.
The halls were a red and gold blur as Daniel was half carried to his holding cell, where the Jaffa dropped him on the floor and a brief buzzing was heard as the door was locked. Daniel looked up at the ceiling and promptly lost consciousness.
"Mitchell?" Sam's familiar voice cut through the fog of having a large amount of stone tumble onto his head
"Where's Jackson?"
"We thought he was here. He radioed us to say that you went down."
"Then that means she has him." Cameron slurred
"Who is 'she'?" Sam asked
"The goa'uld this temple belongs to." Sam looked at Teal'c and then back at Cameron, knowing that the situation would not end pleasantly.
The soft whoosh of the opening cell door caused Daniel to wake up, with a splitting headache to add to his resume of injuries. Without a word, two Jaffa grabbed him under the arms and hoisted his yet semi-aware form off the floor and began forcing him to walk.
"We brought him as ordered." The vocal Jaffa said as the two dropped him in front of the pel'tak.
"Excellent." The queen said and rose. "Leave us." She commanded and instantly the room was devoid of Jaffa.
"Daniel Jackson. Tau'ri scholar, warrior and explorer. I have heard many things about you."
"Only good, I hope." He snarked and regretted it as soon as she backhanded him across the face, the fasteners of the hand device biting his cheek. As the queen withdrew her hand, Daniel could feel the blood running in a slow trickle down from his cheekbone.
"Now then, you are going to tell me the location of the Tau'ri base called Delta site."
"No, I won't." Venus's eyes flashed and she held the hand device over Daniel's forehead, the orange glow boring into his brain. It was all he could do to contain the yelp of pain threatening to escape his throat. The light died and Daniel breathed heavily, exhausted from the mental resistance.
"Shall we try this again? What is the location of the Tau'ri Delta site?"
"I'll never tell you."
"Very well then." Venus declared and lowered the threatening hand that was formerly raised.
"What?" Daniel exclaimed. It was utterly uncharacteristic for a goa'uld to stop in the middle of a torture session. If at all possible, he or she would prolong the agony of the victim, often to the point of death where resuscitation via a sarcophagus was required.
"To get what I want, Daniel Jackson, I do not need you…" She trailed off and paused for a moment, "I only need your body."
At this moment, Daniel's mind went into overdrive. He did not want to relive the Hathor incident of more than a decade earlier, and Venus was the goddess of love. His eyes darted around the room, trying to find any possible way to escape.
"Jaffa, Cree." Venus commanded and briefly, through other things occupying his mind, Daniel wondered how the Jaffa always knew exactly what the goa'uld meant by those two words. Everything left his head except sheer panic when he saw the machine which was rolled into the room by the mute Jaffa.
"No."
"Oh yes, Daniel Jackson. As I said, I do not need you. Only your body."
To be continued…