Title: SG-3 (07/10)
Rating: R
Spoilers: None
Details: 3rd Person / Makepeace POV, Hurt/Comfort, Angst
Summary: SG-1 and SG-3 are forced to rely on each other to escape from their captor.
Disclaimer: None of the characters or places in this story belong to me, they are the property of MGM Worldwide, ShowTime, Gekko Film Corporation and Brad Wright. No copyright infringement intended - please don't sue me! I'm skint anyhow.
Author Notes: Part 2 of 2. Like a mini-series within a series, if ya get what I mean. Which you probably don't. Just so you know: Jack = Jack (duh!), Daniel = Daniel (duh!), Teal'c = Teal'c (ok, duh again) Charlie = Kawalsky, James = Edelson, John = Phillips, Robert = Makepeace and Sam = Sam (duh again!)
~SG-3 (06/10) ~
(c) Ruth, June 2003
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Sam was shoved roughly to her knees on the cold, metallic floor and a jaffa forced her to look upwards by grabbing a fistful of her hair and pulling down, hard.
"Agh!"
"Silence, Tau'ri! Our master will be here soon. Then you shall have a fearful punishment for trespassing!"
"Just who is your master, anyway?" she asked.
The jaffa smiled evilly. "I do not believe she is someone you have previously encountered."
"She?" Sam asked. Great. A female Goa'uld. This was going to be interesting…
"She is a powerful enemy," the jaffa boasted.
Sam thought about the Goa'uld they had encountered. There was Apophis, and Hathor - ugh! She shuddered at the memory. They had both been powerful, surely this one couldn't be as bad…
Suddenly, a door slid open to her right and in walked a woman who was wearing a long, blue embroidered dress. She was tall, with short, dark hair, and a weird diamond-shaped thing on her forehead.
The woman regarded Sam for a moment before speaking to her.
"I am Nirrti," she said, in a deep voice. "Who are you?"
Sam remained stubbornly silent. This was not a good idea. Nirrti leant forward and reached down Sam's shirt for her dog tags. Clasping them triumphantly in her hand, she read the labels.
"Samantha Carter," she smiled. "You are the only female with your party?"
She nodded warily. Nirrti smiled at her.
"That must be difficult," she said, walking over to a small drawer and removing something from it that Sam didn't see.
"What do you care?" Sam asked, getting a punch to her jaw from one of the jaffa in reply.
"Ow!"
Nirrti laughed. "You have spirit. I am offering you a way out, child. It would be in your best interests to listen to what I have to say."
Sam remained silent; wondering what Nirrti was going to ask her to do.
"If you become a host to my sister, Reya, I shall give you power and many servants."
"No!" Sam shouted, "Never!"
"It has to be better than living with a group of seven other men," said Nirrti, "I can only imagine how terrible…"
"Yeah, they're bad, but they're not that bad!" said Sam, laughing weakly.
"Very well," Nirrti replied coldly, "I gave you your chance. You may wish to reconsider."
At that point, the jaffa gripped her even harder so that she couldn't move. She watched with horror as Nirrti came towards her with a very long, very thin needle containing a blue-green substance.
"What the hell is that?" she asked.
"This will be easier if you stay still," Nirrti remarked, motioning to the jaffa to bear her left arm.
Sam tried in vain to struggle but she failed, closing her eyes as she felt the needle pierce her skin and enter her vein. She felt a sudden stinging pain as Nirrti injected the substance into her arm.
"Agh!"
She began to feel dizzy and weak all over, and slowly went limp in the arms of the jaffa. Nirrti smiled as Sam attempted to retain her consciousness.
"Leave us, jaffa!" Nirrti ordered.
The biggest jaffa gave Sam another kick in the mouth with his large boot before he left, splitting open her lip.
Nirrti studied the weak and bleeding heap on the floor in front of her with amusement. Then, she went over to her drawer and removed another long, thin needle.
"What did you put in me?" Sam moaned from the floor.
Nirrti smiled. "As we speak, a combination of naquadah and cultured bacterium are breaking down your immune system. You will soon die without the antidote."
With that, Sam began to fade into unconsciousness. Nirrti roughly brought her out of it with a blow to her ribs.
"You will tell me the code with which you access your stargate."
"No!"
"Then, you will tell me how you defeated the goddess Hathor. I understand that it was you alone who rid your base of her."
"That's me," Sam croaked, trying to sit up.
"How were you able to get rid of her?"
"I…I don't know!" Sam wheezed, still trying to recover from the blow to her ribs.
"I will ask more of you later. Jaffa!"
The jaffa returned.
"Take her back to their cell. Bring me the one named Robert."
"Yes, Nirrti."
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The jaffa threw Sam's unconscious body to the floor and gave her a final kick.
"Which one of you is Robert?" the large one asked.
Robert reluctantly stood up.
"Come with us," said the smaller one, grabbing hold of his wounded arm and dragging him out of the cell.
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Jack was actually quite shocked at the state of Captain Carter when she returned. Her lip was bleeding, she was terribly pale, covered in bruises and there was an alarming needle puncture in her left arm that oozed a thin trickle of blood.
Edelson and Phillips tried to make her comfortable on a crude pillow constructed of their jackets. Edelson put a hand to her forehead and cursed.
"She's burning up!" He said.
"What the hell happened in there?" Phillips asked his teammate.
Edelson shrugged. "Guess we'll find out from Rob."
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"What the fuck did you do to Sam?" Robert yelled.
"She will be fine, as long as you co-operate."
"Oh yeah? And what exactly do I have to co-operate with?"
"Tell me the code that allows you to penetrate your iris."
"Whoa - no way!"
"Your friend's life depends on it."
"She wouldn't want me to tell you."
Nirrti laughed. "She will soon be dead - is that what she would really want?"
"She wouldn't want me to tell you," Robert repeated, as if trying to convince himself.
Nirrti picked up another needle and moved towards him.
"Uh…now…I'm really not very good with needles, ma'am, so if you wouldn't mind getting it THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME??!!"
It was then that Robert tried to escape, kicking and punching at the jaffa who were holding him down.
Nirrti merely smiled and watched as the jaffa lowered him to the floor and proceeded to kick the crap out of him.
"When will you Tau'ri learn that co-operation is the only way?" she asked, amongst the punching and cursing noises.
When Robert was beaten black and blue, Nirrti had the jaffa drag him away and bring the one named Jack to her.
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Robert grunted angrily and leant against the wall, touching a hand to his bleeding nose.
"Fucking jaffa!" he spat. It was then that he looked over at Sam and the true shock of what had happened to her sunk in.
He crawled over to where she was laying and looked up at Edelson and Phillips.
"What happened to her? That Nirrti woman said that she was going to die."
"There's a needle puncture wound on her left arm," said Phillips, showing Robert. "We don't know what it is."
"Sam?" Robert asked, gently shaking her. "Sam, can you hear me?"
"She's been out for the past hour, but her fever's getting worse," said Edelson.
"Isn't there anything else you can do for her?" Daniel asked desperately.
"What do you think I am, Jackson, a fucking magic fairy?" Phillips asked.
Robert carefully pulled Sam into his arms and tried to wake her.
"Sam?"
Slowly, she began to stir.
"Colonel?" she asked weakly.
"Yeah, it's me," said Robert, "Sam, do you know what happened?"
"She…she injected me with something," she stammered.
"Do you know what it was?" Edelson probed.
"She said it was…naquadah and bacteria…it's going to break down my immune system."
Robert paled. "How do we reverse it?"
"She has a vaccine - but she wants our iris code."
"Sam, let me give it to her." Robert said desperately.
"I do not believe that would be wise, Colonel Makepeace," said Teal'c, breaking his silence.
"I can't let a member of my team die!" said Robert.
"If you…give her the code….hundreds of people die. If you don't….only I die. Don't…give her the…code."
"Sam, Dammit!" said Robert, "I will not leave you to die!"
Edelson nodded. "She has a point, sir, but I'm inclined to agree with you."
Phillips also nodded. "Me too."
"You're…out of your mind!" Sam smiled weakly.
"One of the requirements for SG-3," said Robert.
"Don't…give her the code!" Sam begged, "Please!"
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Their argument was interrupted by a very pissed off Jack O'Neill, returning from his meeting with Nirrti.
"Why the hell did I have to do this mission?" he asked.
"Colonel, do you know what your iris code is?"
"Bobby, of course I know what the code is! It's…"
"Don't tell me, you twat, tell Nirrti!"
"WHAT? I hope you are not seriously suggesting that I…"
"Sam needs that antidote or she'll die!"
For once, Jack O'Neill had nothing to say. He was torn between a desire to say "So what?" and his deep-rooted feeling that he had let something good go past him.
"For your information, Colonel…I'm opposed to this."
Jack looked at her. She looked terrible. Her immune system was clearly breaking down and she was becoming very weak.
"I…I don't know…"
"If Nirrti gains our access codes, the SGC will be in grave danger. All those who we care about - General Hammond, Doctor Fraiser, everyone - could all be dead by the time we return. If we return."
"Thank you, Teal'c. You always know how to make me feel better."
"My pleasure, O'Neill."
"Teal'c, he was being sarcastic," Daniel explained.
"I see."
They were all silent. "We could attempt to take out Nirrti and her jaffa, and take the antidote with us."
Robert snorted. "Well, doesn't that sound like a great idea?"
"Actually, we do have a tactical advantage," said Edelson.
"There's eight of us and only five of them," Jack finished.
"Exactly," said Phillips, brightening up.
"Hold on a second," said Robert, "They're all armed! How are we gonna get round that?"
"We're America's finest," said Jack with a grin, "And forgive the bravado, but I think we can do it."
Robert rolled his eyes. "We need bait."
All eyes fixed on one person in the room.
"Me?" squeaked the unfortunate archaeologist.
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"Uh…hello? HELP!" Daniel shouted, "There's a rat in here!"
If Robert hadn't been concentrating so hard on staying alert, he would have peed himself.
Three jaffa came running at the noise. As Robert had feared, they were all armed with zats. Only Sam lay, undefended on the floor. The other six men were hiding, ready to pounce.
"I'm really worried - I mean, Sam's gonna die and all that, so I don't want a rat to rui…"
"Silence, Tau'ri!" the Jaffa spat, entering the cell with his two buddies.
Suddenly, Robert and Jack pounced on the first man, Teal'c and Edelson on the second and Charlie and Phillips on the third. The jaffa never even had time to shout 'Kree!' before they were unconscious.
Quickly, Teal'c pulled Sam into his arms and they all left, helping themselves to the zats.
"There's a rat in here?" Robert asked.
Daniel pouted. "It's all I could think of at the time."
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Nirrti was extremely surprised to see the Tau'ri burst into her chamber and instantly stun her personal guard. The taller one, who was actually jaffa, held the limp body of Samantha Carter in his arms.
"Well, well, well," she said, "I didn't think you had it in you."
"Where's the vaccine?" Robert asked, aiming his zat at the Goa'uld Nirrti.
"What vaccine?" she smiled evilly.
His mouth dropped open. "You said there was a vaccine!" he said, his zat hand beginning to shake.
"I lied," she said in a malicious whisper.
TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 8
Author's Note: You know I said that this was a two-parter? I LIED! evil grin Don't worry, part 8 coming as soon as…
