Back at the Goa'uld Ship.
Legolas checked the two elves for signs of life as he decided what he needed to do. They were both dead and it only took a moment to decide to find his two friends and ignore what he had been told to do. He glided quietly through the corridors looking for Jack and Sam but what he found confused him. The Jaffa appeared to be in chaos, all their discipline gone. He picked up a discarded Staff Weapon from the floor as he made is way through the ship. Teal'c had shown him how to use one. He unknowingly stepped into the corridor adjacent to the Control Room and came face to face with a Jaffa. This one did not seem as disoriented as the others and immediately attacked him. Legolas swung the Staff Weapon up and parried the blow. Swinging round he caught the Jaffa in the middle of the back destabilizing him and then swung back hooking his feet out from under him. He stabbed down with the butt end on the Jaffa's throat and side of the head which finished the fight.
Looking around he decided to go in the direction the enemy had come from and ran round the corridor and entered the Control Room. The sight that met his eyes filled him with fear. What reason told him was the decapitated body on the floor was the Goa'uld they had come to destroy, but both Jack and Sam were lying motionless a few feet from it. Legolas ran into the room and slid the last few feet on his knees to his friends. To his relief Sam turned his head to stare at him and then recognition came into his eyes. Sam turned his head to look at Jack and rasped through his sore throat. "He saved me from the Goa'uld."
Legolas shook Jack's shoulder and heard a moan. "This is no time to be lying down on the job Jack," he said roughly to cover his relief.
Jack came awake suddenly and tried to sit up. He grabbed his head in both hands. "That hurt," he growled and then looked at Legolas as the hands dropped. "What are you doing here Legolas you are supposed to be off the ship. Never mind, Sam can you move?" Jack staggered to his feet trying to check his watch at the same time his head was hammering. "We only have five minutes to get everyone away from here! Sam!"
The Hobbit was gamely trying to rise but his legs still would not hold him. Jack grabbed him and tried to lift him over his shoulders but staggered. "I will do that," Legolas said grabbing Sam from him and handing over the Staff Weapon.
Jack immediately dropped it and picked up the Zat as easier to carry. The act of bending over made his vision distort and he straightened slowly to stabilise it. They left the Control Room and began to beat a swift retreat through the ship to the exit. A group of Jaffa made a half hearted and belated attempt to intercept them but Jack was in no mood for a prolonged fight. The Zat spat as he ran and his head seemed to clear, no one was going to get in his way.
At the ramp Celeborn was ordering a swift retreat from the compound as they heard a sudden engine roar. Aragorn and he turned to see three Gliders take off and Aragorn cursed. "To late to worry about them now," Celeborn told him. "We need to get away from this place. Besides that is why the Tok-Ra and Teal´c are up there, to stop them."
"What about Jack, Legolas and the others?" Aragorn asked urgently. "We should…"
"No Aragorn, trust me it is not necessary. They will be running down that ramp shortly as if a Troll army was after them. We just need to stay a little closer to help them when they emerge. No one else needs to be risked."
"How can you know this," Aragorn shouted in exasperation.
"If I tell you I have been told by some one from the future of Middle Earth will you trust and do what I say."
Aragorn froze for a second and then turned to hurry his retreating men away from the compound. "I trust you Celeborn but I want a full telling when this is over," he called back over his shoulder.
"You I will tell in private but no other, there are still actions that will be taken that must not be altered," Celeborn explained cryptically as they both began to run away from the ramp.
The two leaders stopped just beyond the compound entrance and turned in time to see two figures running down the ramp toward them. One was carrying a bundle across his shoulder. Suddenly Celeborn shot forward and grabbed Sam from Legolas back. "Help Jack, he is about finished," he yelled at Aragorn and Legolas.
The two grabbed Jack's arms and pulled them across their shoulders. They supported him as the three ran as fast as was possible. An explosion behind them sent them flying to the ground. "Do not get up!" Jack called as the hammering in his head returned with a vengeance. "That was the first…" A huge triple blast sounded as the ship came apart. Debris flew in all directions including over their heads. Raising his head briefly Jack saw some of the debris cut a swathe into Mirkwood. A shockwave hit almost immediately lifting jack from the ground and sending him flying several yards before releasing its hold. Slowly elves and men began to rise and turn to survey the damage but Jack did not move.
Aragorn turned him over and surveyed the blood oozing from a head wound. "He will be fine it is just a flesh wound." Celeborn told him. "He will want to head for the mountains to find his friends soon."
"Why," Aragorn asked with a sigh.
"Because he will not be able to contact them and will be concerned for their safety." Legolas looked up puzzled and Aragorn realised that even the elves did not know what Celeborn knew. It made him feel slightly better about being kept in the dark to know he was not the only one.
Jack groaned. Aragorn and Legolas both reached for him as the groan became intelligible words. "I am getting to old for this game." Legolas could not refrain from smiling despite how pale he looked. "Sam!" Jack suddenly exclaimed and tried to sit up.
"I am here Jack and alive thanks to you," Sam told him rubbing his head and neck. He did not know which hurt more.
"Of course you are Sam," Jack retorted with a wry grin. "Nobody can kill you little buddy." Sam gave him and then Celeborn a curious look that Legolas caught and frowned. "We had better scour the area for any Jaffa that may have survived. The Goa'uld is very dead," Jack told them as he got to his feet. He looked at the blood on his hand and poked gingerly at the wound. "Messy," was his only comment as he turned back toward the wreckage of the ship. "I wonder how Carter and Daniel are doing. Where has my radio gotten too?"
"Are you going to call Sam and Daniel," Legolas asked.
"Would not be much point at the moment. Glorfindel has taken them under the Grey Mountains and there will be too much interference for contact. The first we will hear is when they emerge," Jack explained.
"When is that likely to be?" Aragorn asked as he stood beside them surveying the devastation.
"According to Glorfindel, another day at least. When everything is secured here we could go and look for them if they have not called in. Carter is a very capable soldier and I am sure Glorfindel's warrior status is not in question," Jack commented.
Suddenly Jack turned and began running towards a grouping of rocks a hundred yards away. Surprised the others followed him as they had seen nothing, but did not doubt that he had.