Author's note: Hey, this story might spoil stuff but i dunno. it's ot really set after/before/in a season but really just certain stuff has happened while other stuff hasn't.

If you understood that then you are pretty smart, anyway I hope you enjoy and please excuse any spelling mistakes. Also review, cause if you don't I will not have any reason to rush typing this so I will take my time.

Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate, if I did then I wouldn't be sitting here at my computer typing, I would be off world exploring.

P.S Flashbacks are in italics

Major Samantha Carter, of SG-1 stumbled on the loose rocks and gravel underneath. She fell forwards, into the arms of her commanding officer, Colonel Jack O'Neill. "Thanks," she whispered as she righted herself. He nodded and kept walking. She looked down at the rope tied around her hands that continued to be wrapped around the Colonel's. She then looked over to Daniel and Teal'c whose hands were tied with another rope. She let out a frustrated sigh. They had been forced to march since they were jumped that morning and the bump on her head has been making her surroundings spin all day.

Sam watched as the Colonel stretched, then put his cap on. "Well Carter. Which way is the plane?"

"roughly 8 clicks that way, sir." She hid a smile as she admired his body, the way his shoulders fitted the shirt well, the way his...she quickly stopped that line of thought. It was against the rules. Stupid rules.

"Lead the way." Jack sad, gesturing with his hands for me to take the front. I nodded and hid my disappointment, I had been hoping to be able to admire the Colonel's but while me walked but that was impossible now.

Half a click later, Teal'c's weapon went up. The rest of the team followed in habit, Teal'c was rarely wrong. Teal'c stood, listening to the sounds around them.

"What is it?" Jack asked

"I do not know O'Neill. I thought I heard someone. But I hear nothing now." was the reply the rest of SG-1 heard. Just as the words left Teal'c's mouth, there was a yell and 20 people jumped out at the team, yelling. A short male circled Sam. He grinned then jumped, clearly thinking she was an easy target. Sam let his momentum carry them to the ground then with a small kick, she flipped him off her and jumped up, to be grabbed by three other men. As she punched on in the stomach, another grabbed her hair. She twisted around to knee the hair grabber just as the third man knocked her over her head. She fell to the ground, dazed. The men pulled her hands behind her back and held her there. While trying to clear her head, Sam looked around to see the rest of her team. Daniel was on the ground, with three men holding him. Teal'c was lying on the floor with five of the men on top of him. The Colonel was still fighting, but he had seen his team defeated and he put his hands up in submission. They pushed him to the ground and tied his hands with rope. One of the ends was passed to be tied around her hands while a second rope was tied around Teal'c's and Daniel's hands.

She shook her head to get clear of the memory just as their captors called out to one another and stopped. They tied the ropes around a tree and left SG-1 alone as the men went to get a drink from a nearby river. The moment they were alone, Sam immediately looked at the Colonel. "Carter, on my signal, go untie the knots. T, make sure you and Daniel get out and back to the gate. Me and Carter will be right behind you. Ready?" they all nodded, not wanting to hang around, waiting to see why they were wanted. "OK. Carter."

she walked over to the tree and studied the knot. It was a simple tie that took all of 3 seconds to untie both knots. "Done," she whispered back to the colonel.

"Go." he told Teal'c and Teal'c and Daniel sprinted away, with Jack and Sam right behind them. There was a shout from the camp and SG-1 heard running footsteps behind them. Sam heard Jack growl, "faster," so she sped up, but even as she did, she felt a sharp pain in her back that grew into a blossoming fire. She fell to the ground as she was unable to continue because of the pain.

Jack felt the rope tug and pull as Sam fell to the ground, "Carter!" he yelled, reaching over her to pick her up, being careful of the arrow sticking out of her right shoulder. He continued to run but it was too late, the captors had caught up and grabbed Jack by the shoulders. He was forced to his knees and Sam stirred to pull herself up to her knees. Jack yelled to Daniel and Teal'c, "GO! We'll catch up later!" who kept running, following the orders of their commander.

Jack and Sam were led back to the river and the leader of the captors came over with a rag. He motioned to Jack to pull the arrow out and wash the wound. He grabbed the cloth and turned his back to him. He leaned over Sam who was lying face down, her face was screwed up in pain. "Carter, I have to pull the arrow out and wash it to stop the infection. They took our packs so I don't have any pain meds. Are you ready?"

"Yes sir." she squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth together as Jack rested one knee softly on Sam's back.

He gripped the arrow with two hands and said, "OK. On three. One. Two. Three" as he said three, he pulled and the arrow came out, covered in blood. Sam whimpered in pain but otherwise, didn't move. He slowly pulled her jacket away and pulled her top down so he could wash out the wound. He dampened the cloth and gently washed the hole. Sam was unable to stop her shaking, and he stopped cleaning the moment he was sure it was clean. He then noticed a pile of clean rags next to him, he looked around and saw three guards watching him. He shrugged, then continued to wrap Sam's shoulder up. He helped Sam turn over then get up, he wrapped his arm around her waist and supported her as they walked back over to the guards. They pulled them apart as Sam swayed on her feet. The rope was tied back onto Sam's hands and then a different rope was tied around Jack's hands, each was held by a different soldier. The group started to move again while the sun began to set.

The air started to turn chilly and soon, before it was completely dark, the soldiers set up camp. They did not bother to light a fire. Jack was allowed near Sam again and he made sure she ate the measly food they were given and then rolled up his jacket and said, "Lay down." pointing to the jacket.

"I can't do that sir. You'll freeze." Sam replied, her voice was stronger then she seemed to be.

"Carter. Are defying a direct order? Lay down." he said stubbornly.

She laid down and said, "Sir, it would be better to combine body heat, especially if you don't have a jacket."

"Fine." he then laid down next to her and awkwardly wrapped his arms around her waist. How many times he had day-dreamed about doing this but not in these circumstances. "Night Carter."

"Goodnight sir." she mumbled, then fell asleep.

He pushed himself up onto his elbow and he stared down at her face. In her sleep, it was relaxed and open, almost peaceful like. She was so beautiful. The moon that had risen not long ago shone light that lit up her face and hair. She looked like an angel. An angel in hell. He laid back down and sighed. Life was tough. He closed his eyes and he began dreaming about blonde-haired angels and the soft whisper of the forest.

Author's Note: Reviews are warmer then Jack's on a empty night.