/SG-1 are sitting in chairs, their hands tied around the back of the wooden seats./

"Okay, so tell me how did we end up here exactly? Daniel?" Jack asked turning to face the man to his direct right.

"Sir I think I hear someone coming!" Carter added before the archeologist could answer the question. Daniel turned to his left and leaned forward, straining to see past Jack to get a good look at Sam. Teal'c, who was seated directly to Daniel's right, also leaned over and forward, but not to get a glimpse of the major but to intone a question.

"What strategy should we pursue, O'Neill?"

Jack looked quickly at his surrounding and at his bound team mates. He then turned to look directly at Daniel. "#5?"

Daniel looked past him at Sam then looked once again at his dear friend. "#5." He confirmed with a sly smile and a nod of his head.

Sam and Teal'c both looked puzzled and decided to remain quiet as three strangers entered the room, two men and a woman, one man who appeared to be in his late forties, early fifties had his head buried in a large text book. Jack thought it looked suspiciously like one Daniel had in his lab. The other, a mere boy really, stood behind the blonde woman. He looked as if he was standing behind her for protection more than anything. The woman also appeared to be young. Like the man standing behind her, she seemed to be in her early to mid twenties. She stood with her hands balled into tight fists that rested heavily on her slender hips. The elderly man still had yet to look up from his tome but, murmured and mumbled under his breath occasionally.

Jack put on the persona of the tough military man, the kind that would, well from his experience be a marine! He looked straight in front of himself at the dark grey stone wall. Sam decided to follow his lead not really sure what her position was in the colonels and Daniels plan. Teal'c, being the jaffa that he is, simply did what came best. He too stared stoically ahead and didn't utter a sound. However, Danny let his gaze fall on his standard military issue combat boots.

The blonde looked at each of them. They all appeared to be military. They all had a strong fixed gaze. All of them except…the youngest, the man with the glasses. She noticed his gaze was directed to the ground, a sure sign of weakness. He would be the one most likely to talk. She took two steps forwards and suddenly the anthropologist could see her shoes now too. He gulped; another sure sign of weakness. "Who are you?" she questioned. It was then that Daniel lifted his head and their eyes met. "Who are you?"

She asked again. Daniel just fixed her with a smug smile. "Do I really have to ask again?" she voiced. "Exander, get Willow." The blonde spoke to him without breaking eye contact with her youngest hostage. The younger man nodded in agreement and went upstairs. She realized she wasn't getting anywhere fast so she decided to politely ask once before she lost her temper. She sighed. "Ok, who are you?"

"Well since you asked so nicely." Daniel said with a big fake smile. "To my left you have my good friend Luke, and to his left you have his lovely twin sister Lea. To my right," he said swinging his head around to Teal'c. "we have my personal favorite, Cheubaka but you can call him Chewy." Teal'c nodded. Jack smiled up at his captors and Sam tried to hide her smile, and was failing miserably. "And I am Olo, Hans Olo." He said keeping a straight face.

"Oh great! Actors!"

"And the award for best performance goes to…." Daniel sing-songed. Jack looked at his team's youngest member and smiled.

"I'm so proud!" He said and sniffed.

"You wanted something Buffy?" Willow asked as she trekked down the stairs into the basement.

"Yeah, I want you to do a search for me." She walked over to Teal'c and ripped off a patch from the shoulder of his uniform, the one of Earth's stargate chevron, and handed it to her redheaded friend. "Can you scan this and check it online?"

"Sure." she said as she placed it into the scanner. "I've never seen this emblem before." She retorted, studying the enlarged image on the screen of her laptop. Willow then recovered the badge and handed it to the older man who had finally placed down his volume. "Giles have you?" The man looked it over meticulously before answering.

"Yes. I have." This got Daniel's undivided attention, and Jack's, and Teal'c's, and Sam's. "However I have no idea what it means." Rupert Giles said placing it on the desk next to the computer.

"What?!" Exander, Buffy, and Willow said simultaneously. Daniel would have found it to be quite funny if he wasn't struggling to refrain from doing the exact same thing.

"You see, I've seen it in many texts but no one knows what it says. The council tried to translate the manuscripts and just ignore the glyph, thus making them impossible to understand. So, eventually, the council just disregarded them and locked them away in London never to be seen by anyone outside the council." The eldest continued.

"That makes no sense!" Exander Harris exclaimed. "I mean, if they didn't hide them then we may know what this symbol means by now."

"Yes, well unfortunately the council doesn't share that point of view." Rupert said firmly.

"But, why would someone wear a symbol, such as this, without knowing what it means?" the blonde asked making hand gestures and looking pointedly toward Daniel. That got Giles's attention. He turned and looked at his charge. Then he looked at the captives bound before him. His gaze moved slowly from Sam to Jack who was looking at Daniel, almost as if they were silently having a conversation. He then looked toward the anthropologist who shook his head at Jack, neither one aware they had an audience.

SG-1's linguist then looked his CO straight in the eyes, making Jack nod ending the tête-à-tête. Jackson then looked up and saw the watcher and his charge staring him in the face.

"Um, hi."

Then the watcher spoke. "Daniel?"