Chapter two- SG-1's sudden shock .

Daniel nervously picked up the phone and dialled in a number. This process didn't usually seem slow, but now it seemed to take forever. With what was coming and all.

"Come on Daniel" Jack moaned. The two of them were in General Hammonds star spangled office alone, using the secure line to make what could be the most important call of their lives.

"Jack shush" Daniel said covering the receiver then taking it back to his ear.

He whispered to the cranky Colonel, "It's ringing"

Callisto's voice came over the line "Hi"

"Callisto?"

"Hold on. One minute. it's my favourite song. by Craig David." Daniel listened closer, only to be sadly disappointed.

". All call diverted to answer phone, please leave a message after the tone" Shortly after, the phone beeped.

Daniel shuddered, "Callisto. Look, call me as soon as you get back ok. It's Daniel" He turned to Jack "She's out". Jack grimaced then gave Danny-boy the regular, "Oh yah think!" look.

"All hell's been unleashed on Earth and she's out!" he raged

"She'll be back soon," whispered Daniel lonely looked at the handset.

"I'm sure of it"



Somewhere in the out back, a broad Aussi looked at a female body on the floor. "Hello, err, Hello? Are you alive? Sky" called the handsome man over his shoulder. "I think I killed her!"

"Ah!" screeched Lara as she bolted up right. "Who. who are you?"

The man knelt down next to the elegant English woman, he looked at the bump on her head and the look of worry in her eyes. "I'm Daniel, that there is sky". Lara gazed up.

"Yes. yes it is" She now felt worse than ever. She had been found by a nut job!

"No not that sky" he grabbed her face roughly and pointed her eyes in a sheep's direction. "That's sky"

"Oh" said Ms Croft, still a bit brow beaten. The glare of the sun on the golden sand wasn't helping at all. She picked herself up, swayed, fell on her bum swiftly and decided to stay there until she felt less queasy.

Back at the SGC Jack O'Neill wasn't enjoying his food, the thought of the coming danger was enough to put him off. Carter searched him with her eyes, she could she what was wrong but didn't really know how to help.

"Sir, Is there anything I can do?" well she wasn't going to know unless she asked, now was she?

Jack dropped his spoon back into his fruit loops bowl. He let a hand stray to his forehead as he collapsed onto his elbows. Sam didn't like seeing him troubled, it was even worse when she couldn't do anything to help.

She rested a hand on his shoulder; "Maybe we should go to the house" Jack nodded to the idea.