Author's Note:...and you kept reading! I'm so proud of you all! ;) LOL Okay, this is AthosionWarrior's chapter, and I think that it's one of my favorites that she's done for this fic :). I hope that you like it and review; reviews make us happy! :D

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Chapter 14

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Daniel clutched Teyla tightly to chest, ignoring the stinging pain on his face as the limp branches slashed at his cheeks as he past them.

Her small body seemed to shake uncontrollably, shuddering in his arms. She seemed so small and frail, bleeding and unconscious in Jackson's tight and protective embrace.

As he neared the ship he came to a sudden stood, ducking down beneath the overgrown vegetation around him. Marcus lay sprawled in an awkward position on the floor, a few feet away from the ship.

Frowning, Daniel gently lay Teyla on the mossy ground, making sure not to jar any of her injuries. Rising, Jackson carefully made his way towards his fallen friend.

"Marcus?" he whispered, falling to his knees beside him and turning him over.

A large gash scared his cheek, already turning an angry red round the edges, a large bruise was quickly forming around his left eye.

"Ah doctor Jackson, how predictable" an amused voice said from above him "Always the one to lend helping hand when one is hurt." Jackson looked up angrily, spotting Ba'al standing a short distance away. Obviously one of his clones.

"What do you want!" Jackson screamed at him, jumping to his feet. The Gua'ould smiled.

"Well Teyla of coarse." he replied, motions behind Jackson. After hearing heavy foot steps approach him, he turned on his heel, gasping as yet another Ba'al walked out from the overgrown bushes and trees, carrying a still unconscious Teyla in his arms.

Walking past him, Ba'al laid Teyla on the floor again, sitting causally beside her and brushing the hair from her face.

"Don't you touch her!" Jackson screamed, Ba'al's hand froze for no more then a second.

"Beautiful isn't she?" he asked, Jackson kept quite, watching as Ba'al gently stroked her uninjured cheek. Smiling as she lay oblivious to his caress, he looked up at Daniel, his expression serious.

"Now here is how it is going to work." Ba'al started. "I am going to Take Teyla and your ship away from here and you are going to go back to your silly little planet and tell you friends that you couldn't find Teyla…" he waited for a response. As expected, he got none.

Ba'al chuckled again, lifting Teyla from the floor, it was then Daniel took a daring step forward.

"I'm not gonna let you take her!"

"What are you going to do Doctor Jackson, fight me?" both Ba'al said un unison, sending a chill down his spine at the eerie harmony their voices made as they mingled together.

From his belt, Ba'al removed a gem encrusted knife, it's blade long and serrated, as Teyla began to stir Ba'al had instantly drove the knife into Teyla's neck, causing her to jerk awake. The cut was only shallow, not enough to kill her, but the fear and pain in her eyes made Jackson rush towards Ba'al, knocking the knife from his head and crushing him to the floor.

For a moment they struggled, throwing punches, kicks and even slaps to get the upper hand. The sound of a staff weapon charging brought both their attention to Teyla and the other Ba'al.

Teyla lay still sprawled on the floor, cowering behind the long snake like shaped head on the end. She was shaking still, more out of fear then anything else. Daniel had found himself wondering what Ba'al did to her that made her so scared of him.

Jackson got to his feet, raising his hands in surrender. It was the Ba'al had turned the staff on Daniel, a small smirk on his face. The other Ba'al walked up beside his clone, an identical smirk on his own face.

"I will be sure to tell Teyla of you when she is bending to my every need Doctor Jackson," Ba'al chuckled. Jackson's gaze feel to Teyla, the Athosion gaining fearfully at the man that stood above her. He closed his eyes as the sound of the staff blast sounded.

A moment passed and he opened his eyes. Seeing both Ba'al's on a heap in the floor. A Humming above him attracted his attention upwards, looking up just in time to see a small jumper De-clock and Teal'c standing proud with a staff weapon in his hands.

"Why look so surprised Jackson. You think Atlantis was the only place with one of these things" Mitchell said, referring to the jumper. The small ship landed softly on the ground, and a team of people came bustling out.

"Where's Teyla?" John asked concerned. Jackson turned, seeing that Teyla no longer sat sprawled on the floor.

"Teyla?" he called softly. A small whimper somewhere to the side of him attracted his attention. He turned to see Teyla curled against a tree, her hands wrapped round her knees and knees tight against her chest.

"Teyla?" he called again. Her face buried deeper into her arms. Jackson reached out a hand, brushing her shoulder. Teyla jumped, looking up fearfully.

"I am not gonna hurt you Teyla. You can trust me. I will keep you safe."

Teyla's expression changed slightly. Softening. Jackson reached out a hand. Teyla looked down at his outstretched hand, the reluctantly took it. Falling in to his arms, she was asleep within seconds.

John smiled at her sleeping form, the inclined his head towards the ship.

"Lets get out of here."

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A/N: I'll finish up the next chapter as soon as possible! :D