Disclaimer: I do not own or make profit from any of this. I only own the mystery man and the burley men, pretty much the whole race. . .

Dr. Beckett didn't really want to accompany the team to the planet, but he was bribed, which he wasn't all too happy about. But through the Gate he went and out the other side he came.

"Okay. We're going to split up. Teyla wants to go to the village to talk. Uh, Carson – go with her."

"Why me?"

"Why him?" McKay and Beckett said at the same time. John just sighed and waved it off.

"McKay, Ford you come with me. We're going to search the perimeter and the forest for well, things." They split up, Beckett was given a gun that he didn't want to wind up using.

Teyla and Beckett had been walking for at least an hour straight and it was dark. Beckett had finally stopped talking and stumbled in silence behind Teyla. After about five more minutes, she stopped suddenly and Beckett ran into her. They tumbled down a hill and landed in a heap at the bottom.

Teyla lay still a moment not knowing how long she had been laying down, then sat up and silently cursed herself for not giving warning for her sudden pause. They couldn't be too off course. They just had to get back up the hill. Teyla checked herself for damage. Just a scratch and some bruises that would heal.

Teyla remembered Beckett who had caused the fall in the first place. She turned to her left to see Beckett lying motionless next to her.

"Doctor, are alright?" She moved to him and breathed to see his eyes were open.

"Aye." He coughed as he sat up.

"Well, we can't be too off course we just have to. . ." Teyla began but saw the shock on Beckett's face.

"Teyla, lass, we aren't outside anymore." And Teyla, for the first time, realized that they were in a dimly lit prison.

"Did you get any contact from either of them?" Sheppard and the other two waited inside the Puddle Jumper for Beckett and Teyla to say they were successful.

"No sir." Ford responded and McKay shook his head. Just as they were about to go looking a mysterious voice sounded from Sheppard's radio.

"Teyla? Beckett?"

"No, I am neither. I am the person who has captured them. Thank you for the names though." The voice chuckled. Sheppard looked form Ford to McKay and then spoke back to it.

"What do you want with them?'"

"I have knowledge that one of them possess the gene of the Ancients. We are planning to use it by any means necessary to make that person help us. Any means."

"Dammit. Dr. Beckett!" Sheppard cursed and then he heard an evil laugh and he realized too late that he forgot to turn off the radio.

"Thank you. You've made it much easier for me." And the voice disappeared.

"Shit!" Sheppard slammed his fist on the control consol.

"What do we do, I mean. . ." McKay began after a minute of impatient silence.

"We're going to rescue them."

The man the voice belonged to walked up to the cell Teyla and Beckett shared. Both of them got up and stared back at the face hidden in shadow.

" I know that one of you – Dr. Beckett – has the Ancient gene and we want you to help us turn a weapon on that will destroy any race that trespasses on our home." The man signaled the guards to open the door and two large, muscled men walked in and grabbed Beckett by each arm, beginning to drag him off. Teyla went to fight, but something blocked her path and the doors shut.

Once the man walked away, she saw that he had dropped one of their radios. It was all too convenient. She slipped her hand through the bars and grabbed it.

"Major? Someone?" She turned it on.

"Teyla? Is that you?" Sheppard answered back with relief.

"I managed to pick this off the floor. We have been kidnapped."

"Yes, we know. The man already contacted us about it. Is Carson alright?" Sheppard waited but met no response.

"They," she finally said. "They took him somewhere. I could not stop them. But someone is coming. I must go."

"We're coming for you guys. Don't worry." But Teyla had already clicked off.

It was the man again and he seemed to have a talent for hiding his face in the shadow.

"What are you doing to him?" Teyla stared at the hidden face she could tell was smiling.

"Just. . . running a few tests to make sure he really has the gene." He put his hands behind his back and looked as if he was waiting for something. Then, far off, but still completely audible, a scream was heard. "Ah, see? Well, it looks as if they are bringing him back. I'll be back in a few minutes after I prepare another test before we begin."

Teyla saw the same two men drag Beckett back to the cell. She was about to say something to him, then realized he wasn't moving. The men opened the door and threw Beckett back inside. He landed in a heap on the cold floor. She ran over to his side and flipped him on his back. His face showed immense pain and Teyla glared viciously at the two big men as they closed the door. They just laughed.

Teyla waited until they left and, hand on Beckett's heaving chest, she contacted Sheppard again.

"Teyla, are you okay?"

"Yes, but you must hurry. They brought Dr. Beckett back for a few minutes, but he is barely conscious and in a lot of pain." There was concern in her voice, which worried Sheppard even more. If Teyla was worried, something definitely was wrong.

"We've just landed outside your location and we're coming in."

"They are coming back to take him again. I will try to stop them. Don't waste time." And she clicked off again. As soon as the doors opened and the men grabbed Beckett, she stood up and charged but again was repelled by an invisible force.

"STOP!" she yelled. "DON'T DO THIS TO HIM!" but it was all in vain and the door slammed yet again and Teyla watched as they dragged him away. She waited. 5 minutes. Ten, fifteen. Finally she heard what she was waiting for. A scream. She waited for it because it was the only hope she had that Beckett was still alive.

Beckett was thrown back in yet again. This time he had a fever and his arm was bleeding. He was still barely conscious and the look of pain on his face looked worse than before; if that was even possible. Gun - shots were heard far off and Teyla sighed with relief. She heard Beckett moan and looked down at him to see that is breathing was sharp and raspy.

Sheppard and McKay appeared at the cell door, seemingly out of nowhere. Teyla put her hand on Beckett's forehead.

"Is. . . is he okay?" McKay asked worriedly. But a harsh, laughing voice answered, making everyone jump.

"Looks like you have some new roommates, Teyla. And to answer your question – no he's not. He is dying." The man laughed and walked deeper into the shadows as four burly men snatched the weapons and radios from Sheppard and McKay and threw them in the cell.

TBC . . .

Please, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Depending on what type of feedback I get will decide if I post more. . .