Teal'C knew he had no choice. Maybourne had the upper hand this time. Maybourne might have won this round, but Teal'C made a promise to himself for Angelus.

I promise you Angelus Caeli, that I will save you.

Only his teammates and his mentor knew that he rarely made promises like that. A dozen security guards pushed beside Teal'C to apprehend Angelus. She was struggling. But her eighty five pounds of struggling female was not enough to fight against a dozen military men. One guard grabbed her wrist. Another guard grabbed the other, making it neary impossiple for any struggling to continue. But Angelus had a fierce will to survive. She still struggled on as another guard behind her pressed his weapon against the small of her back. Angelus was facing Maybourne now. Teal'C watched as she glared at Maybourne. She muttered something that sounded like a curse and then she spat in his eye. On reflex, Maybourne wiped her spit away. He growled,

"Take the humanoid away!"

At that que, another one of the security guards slapped handcuffs on Angelus. She winced a little, but showed no pain. The security guards pulled Angelus away. It took all of Angelus's will power to turn her head to face Teal'C. Her brown eyes were filled with terror and determination at the same time.

"Teal'C!" Angelus screamed helplessly. "Help me! Please Teal'C save me! Don't let him take me . . . "

Her voice faded as she was forced out of the holding cell. Teal'C walked out the cell as he saw Angelus Caeli being taken into the elevator. Teal'C looked her into her terror-filled brown eyes as he said,

"I'm sorry. I can not save you, Angelus Caeli."

Teal'C watched as the elevator doors closed, and the hope being eradicated out of Angelus Caeli's eyes.

(Angelus's Point of View)

What Teal'C says is true, he can not save me from Maybourne. That does not mean I will go quietly. I know I probably made things much worse for myself when I had spat in Maybourne's eyes. I do not regret it. It was worth seeing Maybourne agitated. He owes me. I am in this strange, square box. The box is going up just like the numbers on the wall are going in the opposite direction it seems. The movement makes my stomache lurch and I have to swallow so that I do not throw up on everyone. Although . . . it seems tempting.

The men here are just doing their job. Maybourne, however, is a different story. I may be going quietly now, with my eyes downcast to the floor, but I will not stay stay quiet forever. Especially now that I am under custody of Maybourne. I will make him regret taking me to that place . . . Area 51.

The elevators slide open.

"Out," A guard orders and nudges me in the back with his weapon.

I stay silent. It is probably the best thing I do best. I just tilt my head slightly, to show that I understood. Maybourne, the dozen security guards, and I walk out of the elevator. My stay at the SGC is ending. We walk past SG-1, Dr. Frasier, and General Hammond.

Sam and Daniel are watching me with helpless stares, fully knowing that there is nothing they can do to help my situation. Sam places a comforting hand on Daniel's shoulder. Jack glares in Maybourne's direction. Jack takes a step towards me.

"Hey Angie," Jack yells. I thought he knew my name was Angelus Caeli, so why was Jack calling me 'Angie'? These humans are weird . . . "Give him hell."

I understand that. I nodd. I am not going to be taken away that easily.

"I will," I said, turning to face another elevator. The elevator that leads to the surface of this base. I then think maybe this will be a good thing, I will get to feel the sun on my face for the first time in my life. I try to smile at the kind people that saved me. They just stare. I am trying to be brave but their stares crush it. Inisde, I am terrified.

The elevator doors close. I am on my out of the SGC base.

A few minutes later the elevator stops signaling that we have reached the surface. I walked out of the elevator, but we are not outside yet. We are in a hallway that leads to the outside world I have never known before. An SGC guard salutes Maybourne as we walk by. The hallway ends and for the first time I feel the sun on my face.

The outside world is more beautiful than I ever imagined it would be. For a second I stop walking. I look up towards the sky. I have never seen anything so blue, with white flecks that my father once told me are called clouds. The glowing ball is so warm against my face. I touch my face, feeling natural warmth wash over my face like water.

The outside world is even more beautiful than my father had described it.

If only Gemma Rara could feel this. . .

Maybourne nudges my shoulder harshly, I can sense his impatience.

"We have a jet to catch," Maybourne snaps.

The security guard behind me nudges me with his weapon again. I stand my ground. I am not ready to enter Maybourne's transportation vehicle. But Maybourne loses what little patience he with me.

"Take the humanoid into the truck," Maybourne orders to the two security guards standing beside me. The two grab my upper arms and lifts me off of my feet in doing so. Their grip is too strong for me.

"Let me go . . . let me go . . . LET ME GO!" I roar.

The two security guards ignore me. They lift me up into the trunk of the 'truck'. But I make it . . . 'hell' as Jack said for them. I thrash around, kicking my legs in mid air. But it is no use. I am now in the truck, one of the security guards set me down onto a bench.

"Sit," The guard said.

I sit, not having any choice. The security guards surrond me. They do not trust me. That is all right I do not trust them either. Maybourne is not in the trunk with us. Good. For his safety . . .

The truck moves and I am being transported away from the SGC . . . from Teal'C . . . from the Stargate, my means of getting home, where ever that is now, . . . my sister . . . I have a feeling that SG-1 knows where my sister is. I know that they will be able to tell me where she is. She is most likely still in stasis.

Only a short time has passed when the truck stops. We are surronded by other transportation vehicles similar to this one. I am alarmed. We can not be to Area 51 already.

"What is happening?" I aksed. "Where are we? Why have we stopped?"

One of the security guards answer in a decent tone,

"Stop light. Nothing to get excited about."

I nodd. I peer outside. The truck is beside a group of trees . . . a forest I think it is called. Hmmm. . . I could easily jump out of this truck and escape, the forest being my cover. I turn back to the security guards. I flash them a smile. I put one hand on the nearest security guard.

"Are you tired?" I asked softly. "I am tired. You look tired too. You should close your eyes . . . " I turn to the guards. "In fact, you ALL should close your eyes and dream a pleasent dream. A dream you will not wake from until you hear Maybourne's scream of outrage."

The dozen security guards slump down, their eyes closing. My power of persuasion has worked on all of them. This is the first time I have managed to persuade a group of people at a time, touching only one of them. I hear the truck's engine roar. And I know I better get off of here before it is too late for my escape.

I jump out of the trunk, the moment my feet touch the perculiar ground I sprint into the forest.

I hardly doubt Maybourne even noticed.

Even when after I do not see the truck anymore, I keep sprinting. I sprint to the heart of the forest where I follow a stream, my lungs ache for rest. But it is worth it the pain in my chest. I sprint what I think the directon is the SGC base. I have nowhere else to go. Maybe I can go back, take Gemma Rara out of stasis, and find a planet where her and I can start a new life. For a moment I rejoice for the fact that I am free from Maybourne.

Victory.