Okay, this is for all of you (evil, evil) people who requested some Daniel Whump! Hope you enjoy.

"Okay Doc, ready for a swim?" They'd just arrived at the small lake and Janet could see the waterfall, behind which she knew the cave was hidden. The place looked so beautiful and serene. It was hard to imagine the power that was hidden here.

"Ready as I'll ever be Colonel."

At least this time I'm prepared, thought Jack as he stripped down to his swimming gear. He had a waterproof bag where he put his clothes and Janet's as well as some of the other pieces of equipment they'd brought with them.

He dove in first and waited for Janet to follow. Then, the two officers swam down behind the waterfall and pulled themselves up on the other side.

"You're sure this is the place Sir? I don't see anything."

"Yeah, this is it. I have to open the door first."

"Door?" She watched as he walked over to the wall and placed his hand on the symbol she had missed. Silently the wall retracted. Janet looked in and saw the most amazing site.

"Colonel, my God. Look at those things. What are they?"

"Those are the Hummers Doc. Come on in and I'll introduce you." Jack stepped into the room and immediately the humming started along with that old feeling of well-being. Yeah, he liked this place.

He walked up to one of the Hummers and touched it. He was surprised that this time he could begin to understand clearly what it was saying. He couldn't exactly describe the communication as 'words' but the meaning was clear.

"They want to know who you are Janet. I told them you're the one who likes to stick me with needles."

"Thank you Sir! Now they're really gonna like me!"

"No, I didn't", he laughed. "I told them you were a healer. They are very intrigued. Come on over and touch this guy. He wants to meet you."

Hesitatingly she walked over. The beings looked so odd – more like plants than anything else – and she was worried that they wouldn't respond to her the way they did Jack.

She reached out and carefully touched one of the Hummers and instantaneously knew why Jack called them that. She could hear, no actually feel, the humming. She also began to feel really good – kind of warm and toasty. It was great but a small part of her brain was worried.

"Sir? Is this feeling normal? I mean, I feel really quite good."

"Oh yeah – that's normal. If they like you they make you feel nice. Okay Doc, they know you and trust you." Jack grimaced as one of the Hummers conveyed something to him. Janet caught the look.

"What is it Jack. Is something wrong?"

"No, not wrong." He hesitated, wondering if he should pass on what they'd said to him. Finally, realizing she would worry otherwise, he told her.

"They were just telling me I should listen to you – that you have my 'well-being' at heart. God, even aliens are on your side! A guy can't get a break around here."

She laughed at that. Yes, Jack was right. She really liked these Hummers.

"So what now Sir? Are you going to ask them about Ba'al?"

"I'll try, but direct questions never get me too far with these guys. They must be related to Oma Desala or something – think that talking around something for ever will lead you to where you should go. I prefer the direct answer!" He turned back to the Hummers and reached out again. Closing he eyes he concentrated on communicating with them. Janet stood back and watched.

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Everything was ready. All the people were in place; the young ones hiding in the forest, the older ones going about their business as if there was nothing wrong, and the warriors hidden from view. Now, all they had to do was wait for Ba'al.

"I hate hiding Teal'c. I feel like we should be out there – or at least helping Jack."

"It is difficult Daniel Jackson. I too wish we could wait for Ba'al in the open, like true warriors. But in this case O'Neill is correct. We would be no match for Ba'al if he decides to attack. This way we can do much. Is this not like your ape warfare back on earth?"

"Ape warfare?" Daniel looked puzzled for a moment. "Oh, you mean Gorilla Warfare. Yes Teal'c, that's exactly what this is. So, I guess we just sit and wait." The two men were hidden in a small, dark and airless chamber. There were two small peepholes which allowed them to survey the square. If Ba'al or his Jaffa arrived they would be able to monitor things.

"Wanna play a game or something?" Daniel asked Teal'c. Waiting was not his forte. He knew that Teal'c could sit for hours putting himself into a state of Kel'noreem but he'd go stir crazy before long.

"What would you like to play?"

"Well, cards won't work – too dark. How about 20 Questions?"

"How do you play this '20 Questions'?"

"One of us thinks of something – it has to be an animal, vegetable or mineral. The other one has to guess the answer by asking only yes/no questions. You only have 20 questions and if you don't guess the answer in that time you lose."

"I'm afraid I do not know the names of many of your animals, vegetables or minerals. I may not be able to guess well."

"No – when I say animal, vegetable or mineral I don't mean it has to be one of those things – it simply has to be a living being or plant or anything else I guess. Come on, it's easy. I'll start and you'll catch on in no time." Daniel sat and thought for a moment.

"I've got it! It's an animal. Remember, an animal can be a person as well as a mammal, fish, etc."

"Can it be an alien?"

"Yeah – it can be an alien – as long as it's living."

"So, no aliens who are dead?"

"Well, it had to be living at one time. It could be dead now."

Thinking about it for a moment Teal'c asked his first question. "Where does it come from?"

"No Teal'c, you can only ask yes or no questions. You can ask 'does it come from Chulak? You can't ask where it comes from. See the difference?"

Teal'c looked at him with a blank expression for a few seconds but finally nodded. These Tauri were strange people – playing a game before a battle.

"Does it come from Chulak?"

"No."

"If not Chulak I must then ask if it comes from all the other planets. There are many more than 20. I fear I will run out of questions before finding the correct one."

"Well ask something else. You don't have to ask that one."

"What other questions may I ask?"

"Anything, as long as it's a yes or no answer."

"Is it human?"

"Yes and no."

"You said it would be a yes or no answer – now you say it is both. This is very confusing Daniel Jackson."

"Sorry Teal'c – it really isn't. Just play along and you'll see."

"So, it doesn't come from Chulak and it is both human and not? Is it a God?"

"No – except maybe to Jack."

"Again you confuse me. How can it be a God only to O'Neill? I did not know he believed in his own God."

"He doesn't really – except maybe in this one instance. Come on Teal'c – you're getting closer."

"I do not feel like I am closer. Is this animal who is not from Chulak, is and isn't human and is and isn't a God – evil?"

"Oooooh, that's a bit hard. I'd say mostly not, maybe just a little, at times."

"A little evil? I do not believe we have yet arrived at a yes or no answer!"

"Come on Teal'c! Play the game."

"All right. Is this animal controlled by someone else?"

"Hmmm. You ask tough questions Teal'c. I'd have to say yes, kinda, although only in the background. Keep going. You're only at 5 questions, you have 15 to go."

Teal'c sighed. Only 15, he thought to himself. Maybe he should consider disobeying O'Neill and go out and wait for Ba'al in the open. Surely being captured and tortured by a Goa'uld couldn't be worse than this silly earth game?

"Does this human/non-human/god/non-god/sometimes evil, kind-of controlled being have teammates?"

"Not teammates exactly, but there are others who are important to him."

"So it is a male?"

"Whoops, caught me there Teal'c. I guess that's a give-away. You still have 14 to go."

"No, you should use that as one of my questions Daniel, I insist. That will mean I have only 13 remaining."

"All right although you'd have been better taking it as a freebee."

"It this male from earth?"

"YES!" Way to go Teal'c!

Yes indeed, thought Teal'c. Finally,a 'yes' answer.

"Therefore the animal of whom you are thinking is a male from earth who is sometimes evil and is a God to O'Neill alone?"

"Yup – you're getting it Teal'c."

"I do not believe I am Daniel Jackson. I know of no such being."

"Yes you do – think!"

So, Teal'c sat and thought. While he did so he looked out of the peephole. What he saw brought him up short. A group of 5 Jaffa had just walked into the town square. They must have landed their ship somewhere nearby.

"Daniel", he whispered softly. He then pointed to the peephole. Daniel looked and gave a silent whistle. The time had arrived. The two sat back and watched and waited to see what would happen.

They two members of SG1 watched as the Jaffa began threatening and rounding up villagers. So far, they didn't seem to be suspicious over the fact that everyone was older. There was no one under about 45 in the village.

The First Prime, clearly obvious from his gold tattoo, demanded to see the village leader. A few minutes later out walked Pere Frotush and Fulanna. Their calm and stately walk to the square made Daniel want to cheer. He just prayed that these two would not be hurt.

"Welcome visitors", Pere spoke. "What brings you to our village today?"

"This is no longer your village old man. Everything here, everything on this planet now belongs to my Lord Ba'al. You are to bring him tribute. If you obey all will be well with you. Disobey and you will die."

"That's not very nice young man", answered Fulanna. She sounded like a silly old woman, something she certainly was not.

"We are not here to be nice. We are here to conquer." The First Prime looked around and seemed to notice the age of the villagers for the first time. Turning a suspicious look on Pere and Fulanna he asked,

"Where are your young? Where have you hidden them?"

"Hidden them?' Pere laughed, "we don't go around hiding people. We have no young people. This is all that is left of us."

"What do you mean? You are lying. No people are without young?"

"Sadly that's not true. Many years ago a plague hit our world. Afterward no one could have any children. There is something in the air on this planet that now causes all to be sterile. What you see before you is a dying race. We are all that's left. I just hope you are not affected by the sickness."

At that the Jaffa all looked nervous, a couple of them even shifting slightly on their feet. They all looked around as if they could see the sickness creeping up on them.

"We heard nothing of this before from your leader Frotush. I say you are lying."

"You knew Frotush?" Pere and Fulanna glanced at each other. Everyday they found out more about the crimes their son had committed but this, this was truly the worst. He had obviously sold out his entire world to an evil alien being.

"Yes. We had many dealings with him. He did not tell us of this plague."

"Why would her?" threw in Fulanna. "If he wanted your help or support do you thing he'd tell you that you'd be in danger when you came to our planet? He was sneaky and was out for whatever he could get."

"Where is he now?"

Again the two old people looked at each other. Pere turned back and faced the Jaffa.

"He is dead. He was evil and the town would not put up with him any longer."

"You killed him? My Lord will not be happy. For now, I want you to gather all the villagers together. My Lord Ba'al will be coming shortly."

Pere bowed his head slightly. It galled him to listen to this arrogant oaf but he knew he had to follow Jack's instructions. There was no point getting into a fight now.

You don't know what's coming my boy, thought Pere. Just wait until O'Neill and Daniel and Teal'c come. He only wished Sam were here too! Turning, he began speaking to the villagers, instructing them to gather together.

The man with the gold tattoo again approached him. What now, he thought.

"I want to ask you old man. Have you heard of one called 'O'Neill'"?

Here it is, thought Pere. This is the real reason they've come! He looked at his wife who nodded. Yes, they'd follow Jack's plan.

"Yes we have", answered Fulanna. "He was with us for a year. He was captured by Frotush but he escaped. He led the revolt against Frotush and freed our people."

"So, where is he?"

"He too is dead – killed in the final battle."

"Where is his body? Show me?" Drakor was furious – but his fury came from fear. He didn't know what Ba'al would do when he found out.

"We cannot, I'm sorry. We burn our dead. His body is nothing but ashes mixed with the others who died. We sprinkled them on the wind."

In his anger Drakor struck out with his staff weapon, hitting Fulanna on the side of the head. She collapsed unconscious, blood pouring from the wound. Pere rushed to try and reach her but was stopped by on of the Jaffa.

"You will stay! I will have the truth before my Lord gets here." Turning to his Jaffa he ordered them to gather 5 of the villagers and bring them to the front. The rest were to stand quietly. Once he had the five, two men and three women, he walked up to them and spoke.

"Until I get the truth I will begin by killing these people. Once these five are dead I will start on the next five. I will keep going until the only one left is you!" he pointed at Pere who was being held securely by the Jaffa.

"Why are you doing this?" asked Pere. "Can you not see we are telling the truth? O'Neill is not here. Please, do not hurt our people."

Drakor simply looked at him, turned and shot the first woman with his staff weapon, right over her heart. She dropped down dead. A sob came from the crown. Pere looked up and saw that it was the woman's husband.

"Please, stop!"

Drakor turned and shot the second person. Pere himself sobbed. What should he do. He knew the salvation of their entire world lay in O'Neill's hands – he couldn't give him up – but how could he watch his people being murdered?

He wasn't the only one in a quandary. Daniel and Teal'c sat watching the entire incident, both of them burning up with anger. Finally, with a glance at each other they both stood up. They could not let this continue!

They grabbed their weapons and, with a last look, they proceeded to make their way out of their hiding place.

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She smiled as she watched the two children play in the sandbox. She felt an amazing sense of accomplishment having put the thing together, gotten the sand and filled it. She had the same feeling as all those times she'd pulled a technological miracle out of her hat at work.

"Mommee! Come pway wif us!" Jon shouted. She couldn't help but laugh as she looked at the two toddlers covered in dirt and sand. Jon was running his brand new, bright yellow truck through big piles of the sand. She was happy to see that he still kept the little truck Jack had made him back in the valley close by his side. He never went anywhere without it.

"Mommee!" Hannah shouted next. She was simply piling up mounds of sand and then running her fingers through them. She seemed to love the cool feel of the sand.

Sam walked over and sat down on the edge of the sandbox.

"Looks like you two are having fun! I can see I'm going to have to give you two munchkins a bath when you're done!"

"Ays not a mutch-kin! Ays Daddee's big boy!"

"Yes, you are indeed. And you miss, I guess you're Mommy and Daddy's little princess – although a pretty dirty one right now!"

"Pwincess!" Hannah liked the sound of that. Sam had read her Snow White and shown her the pictures. Hannah had loved 'Pwincess Sno ite!"

"Mommee?" a little voice asked. "When Daddee coming back?"

"Soon sweetheart. Real soon, I hope." She tried to stay positive for the kids. They didn't need to worry any more than they already did. But it was hard. She was worried sick herself and yet had to put on the appearance that everything was okay.

Although to be honest, she thought to herself, she would have felt much worse if it hadn't been for the children. As angry as she'd been at Jack, the truth was she was relishing the time spent alone with them and they kept her mind occupied.

Jack was so wonderful with them that she realized she usually deferred to him about the children. Oh, she knew they loved her, but now, now she had to take charge. She was the one making the decisions, she was the one who did everything for them and she was loving it.

She knew she wouldn't want this to go on for too long. Being a single parent was a very hard job and she was glad she and Jack could share the responsibility. It was nice for a time, however, to really get to know what motherhood was all about. She also knew that now she would be a much more 'equal' parent in the raising of the children.

She had grown even closer to them, if that were possible, and she was feeling much more confident in her abilities. She was learning what they liked and didn't like to eat (they were learning at the same time). They loved her pancakes but her scrambled eggs hadn't gone down too well! Jon loved milk, Hannah preferred water or juice. They both loved fruit, especially apple, but hated brussel sprouts. When she'd told Maryann that the woman had laughed. I guess most mothers knew enough not to try and give their kids brussel sprouts. Who knew?

Both of them loved cartoons! She severely limited their TV time but figured they might as well watch a bit. They'd be exposed to it sooner or later. Right now Dora and Timothy Goes to School were the favorites. Jon was even starting to say a few Spanish words!

The thing she loved best though, were the nights, after they'd had their bath and they all snuggled up together in Jack's big bed. When the children found out it was his they had insisted on climbing up and getting under the covers. It was incredibly comforting and she only wished he were there with them!

Their first bath had been a traumatic experience for everyone! The children had never had anything more than a sponge bath and were terrified. It was only when she brought out the bubble bath that things got better (she'd have to ask Jack why he had bubble bath in his bathroom). She did 'designs' in their hair, causing everyone to collapse in giggles. She got thoroughly wet in the process, but it was worth it. Now, she had trouble keeping them out of the bath as "bubbows" were a favorite pastime.

All in all, keeping busy with the children made the time fly by. The problems were the nights, when the children were sleeping. Then she'd think about Jack. She'd think about how he was doing. Was he okay? Was the team all right? What about Janet – this was new to her. Finally, she think about them, about their future together. Could they make it happen? Would it work? Would the Air Force allow them to be together? The questions were endless! She just wished she had some answers!

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Daniel and Teal'c made their way around the side of the square, remaining hidden by the buildings. Already two people were dead, they had to stop it before any more were killed. Finally, when they were both in place, Teal'c signaled and they went in. Daniel got off two quick shots with his zat, bringing down two of the Jaffa instantly. He could hear Teal'c's weapon going off on the other side of the square. He ran towards the Jaffa he'd hit, wanting to make sure he disarmed them before they came to.

He suddenly felt a burning pain in his back and fell to the ground. Damn! More Jaffa had arrived and had come on them unawares. As consciousness faded, his last thought was, "it's up to you Jack."

Teal'c had quickly taken out the other three Jaffa, including the First Prime, when he heard Daniel's cry. Turning swiftly he saw Daniel go down. His next site was that of a troop of Jaffa rushing into the square, firing at anyone who looked like they were ready to flee or fight. The Lyconians had dropped to the ground and it didn't look as if any were seriously hurt.

Sparing a quick glance at Daniel, Teal'c turned and ran down beside one of the buildings. As much as he hated leaving his friend, he knew he'd be much more useful were he not to be caught. Making sure he wasn't seen, he faded into the forest to go and rendezvous with Arman.

It only took seconds and the Jaffa had everything secure. Drakor was slowly coming to. His first sight was that of his Lord Ba'al looking down at him. As he stood and bowed he felt a sinking in his heart. This was bad.

Ba'al simply looked at the man sweating in front of him. Lifting his hand he pointed it at Drakor and fired his hand device. He watched, with a small grin on his face, as his First Prime slowly sank to the ground in agony. Ba'al held it on him until he died. Turning to one of his other Jaffa he spoke,

"Clean this mess up." Turning to the rest of his Jaffa he again spoke. "Do not fail me again! Any Jaffa who is captured or tricked by these people will die as Drakor did."

Ba'al then walked over to where Daniel lay crumpled and bleeding. He'd been hit in the lower back. His shirt was smoking and blood was slowing seeping out to drip on the ground.

Ba'al reached out with his foot and pushed Daniel over until he was lying on his back.

"Well, well. If it isn't Daniel Jackson! What are you doing here?" Ba'al spoke to himself as the Doctor was still unconscious.

Ba'al smiled. If there was one thing that was sure, O'Neill would never leave a teammate behind. He now had a weapon to use against his enemy.

"Bind him. Make sure he does not die but I do not mind if he suffers. When he awakes call me. In the meantime, I will speak with the villagers." He turned and walked towards Pere Frotush.

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Jack had been trying, for the longest time, to make sense of what the Hummers were saying. As far as he could tell, they wanted information from him rather than providing him with anything useful. And the information they wanted wasn't even anything important. They wanted to know silly things like what he ate, what he liked to do for leisure, etc. He'd had a hell of a time explaining baseball and hockey to them!

Finally, however, they seemed to be getting somewhere. He realized that they had no concept of time or urgency. All things would work in their proper time, they believed. What was ordained, or what they foresaw, would come to pass – no need to hurry!

Poor Janet had been stuck just sitting and watching. A couple of the Hummers had touched her, which was comforting, but she couldn't communicate with them and was growing bored.

After they had been there for what felt like hours, Jack turned and grinned at her and gave her a thumbs up sign. He was finally getting somewhere.

She breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to relax when she saw his expression change. Suddenly, he looked worried and really upset. He concentrated very hard for a few seconds and then stood up and dropped his hand from the Hummer. Turning rapidly he walked over to her.

"Daniel is in serious trouble. We have to go!"