Onaman, Hogan—she wasn't sure what to call him—kept Jack while the rest were taken back to their prison. Olivia sat against the wall, trying to process what was going on. Ships, space, aliens, it was all just too surreal. What she had seen out of the window couldn't have been real. How could they not be on Earth anymore?

Sam sat a couple feet away, slouched against the corner. "I'm sorry you got dragged into this."

"You knew this was going to happen?" Olivia wasn't sure if she was asking or stating.

"No, not like this. We thought we were dealing with some sort of renegade, not one of the System Lords."

She turned towards Sam. "System Lords?"

Sam closed her eyes. "The System Lords are powerful Goa'uld who command armies. They're fighting each other all the time for more territory. There was no reason to believe the Goa'uld on Earth was affiliated with anyone, or had means to leave Earth."

"This is all crazy, you know."

"Yeah."

"Where did they come from?"

"Thousands of years ago they were on Earth. They used a device, called the Stargate, that could transport matter to any other planet that had a Stargate to take slaves for their domains. During the time of the Egyptians there was an uprising and the 'gate was buried, keeping the Goa'uld from coming back." Sam paused a moment to give Olivia time for it to sink in. "We found the Stargate, learned what it did, and started to explore planets all over the galaxy. The Goa'uld consider us a threat."

With so much to take in, Olivia grasped on a small part she could handle. "You've been to other planets?"

"Yeah." Sam smiled. "There's a lot more out there than just these guys."

"And I guess you're only telling me this because we're as good as dead."

"No." The confidence in Sam's voice was sincere, making Olivia believe; at least that it was possible. "We've gotten out of some pretty tight spots before."

*

"How far away is Bastet's domain?" Daniel asked. He paced in a tight line, unable to keep still knowing that Jack was being tortured. Sam had fallen asleep while talking to Olivia, and the detective simply sat staring at the floor.

Teal'c looked up from where he sat. "It will take several days for a standard Al'kesh to traverse the distance."

"We need to escape before we arrive."

"Indeed," Teal'c agreed. "Escape will be much more difficult upon a fortified planet."

Daniel couldn't believe that the Goa'uld had gone through so much trouble, and risked so much just to capture the four of them. "Why would they breach the Protected Planets Treaty just for us? I know we've pissed them off pretty consistently the last seven years, but why stop there?"

"Much of the System Lord's resources are committed to holding back Anubis' armies. Perhaps Bastet could not afford to send an attacking force. She may also fear Asgard reprisal, since she does not possess the enhanced shielding or weaponry that Anubis does. Perhaps she is wagering that this incursion will not be deemed worthy of a response."

Daniel just shook his head. While it came as no surprise that they were wanted so highly by the Goa'uld, it didn't make it any more bearable to be caught.

They were brought some food and water. Food was a loose description of the ubiquitous slop in the bowl, but it was something. Daniel put in a tentative finger and tasted.

"Oh, that's awful!" And while his face contorted into a frown, it did fill a hole. He took one more bite before deciding that was enough for now.

Olivia eyed him dubiously as she came forward. "That's not very encouraging." She stood for several moments just pondering the sludge at her feet. Finally she broke down and took a bite. Her face took on a pained expression as she swallowed.

"It is no worse than your MREs," Teal'c said. He ate a scoop without as much as a grimace.

Daniel shook his head. "At least those vaguely resemble food, even if they taste nothing like it." He glanced over to Sam. "Probably about time we woke her up anyway, give her some water if nothing else."

Kneeling down beside her, Daniel grabbed Sam's shoulder and gently shook. After a few moments she tried to shrug aside his hand and frowned, but made no move to wake up. Daniel shook a little harder. "Sam?"

Her eyes slid open, and she blinked several times. "What?" Sam looked around blankly, frowning, before recognition finally dawned. "Daniel?"

"How do you feel?"

She took a breath. "Like a middle school band is practicing in my head."

Daniel smiled, holding up the pitcher of water. "Thirsty?" She nodded slightly, and he helped her take a couple sips. "Hungry?"

"No." Sam's reply was immediate and emphatic.

"Wise decision," Olivia commended her.

Sam gave a tired smile. "That bad, huh?"

"I've never had anything that gray that didn't taste like cardboard," Olivia said. "Which is something I never thought I'd miss."

Sam's brow knitted in concentration. "Colonel still gone?"

"Yeah, been a couple hours now." Which was hardly surprising. They'd done this song and dance before. Sam just nodded.

There wasn't anything else to say, so they just waited.