"Y'know, I kind of like this place, Teal'c," Jack ventured, munching on the fruit he'd just bought. "And I kind of like this idea. No Gate, no Goa'uld."

"Indeed," came the stoic reply, as usual. The men made their way through the bustling city market in silence for a few minutes, enjoying the wares and the shouting townspeople. It reminded Jack vaguely of the Middle East, but not in a bothersome way. Open-air markets had always been a favorite of his.

Prometheus was slowly making its way back from Atlantis, but this trip they were taking the time to explore some of the planets they passed that didn't have Stargates and so wouldn't be part of the schedule at the SGC. Though it was going to make the trip interminably longer, the various cultures and planets they'd seen was breaking it up a bit, at least.

Every planet, of course, meant more reports and mounds of paperwork, but Daniel and Carter were doing most of that to keep Jack happy. Besides, Jack didn't know quite what they were supposed to be looking for – anything that meant anything to Earth was likely to be discovered by one of the scientists, anyway. Fallen-down monuments, futuristic technology…. Kids in a candy store, those two.

Not that they'd found anything useful. At least, not that Jack considered useful. Not yet. But what did he know?

"You should really try one of these, Teal'c. It's like… a mango-peachy flavored apple," he mumbled past a mouthful of the fruit.

"I believe I would prefer apples as they are, O'Neill."

"Oh, come on, Teal'c. Where's your sense of adventure?"

As if on cue, two familiar gunshots sounded in the market. Jack immediately dropped his snack and the two men took off like rockets in the direction of the sound. "Daniel, Carter, what the hell was that?" he yelled into his radio.

When he got no answer, the two sped up, weaving and cutting through booths. Each minute that passed made Jack's heart pound harder, and it wasn't just the running.

"Daniel, Carter, talk to me! What's going on?" he demanded. "Daniel!"

The men stopped short as the open-air market gave way to tall buildings. "I'll take this way," Jack indicated, and the two quickly separated, their weapons at the ready.

"Jack."

Daniel's voice sounded weak, disoriented, through the radio.

"Daniel, what happened?"

"Jack… they took her, Jack. They took Sam."