The Report, part 11

Freya struggled to keep up with Clark, "Do you really believe you can rescue the others?"

"No." Clark shrugged, "But I have to try…

"So," Jacob sat against the wall, "who's idea was this 'rescue mission' to start with?"

"That would be me Dad." Carter smiled weekly.

Jacob shook his head, "Sam, you should have known better than to try something like that; Osiris all but told me she was waiting for you to try and rescue me." He nodded at Chavez and Jonas, "What's with Bing and Bob over there?"

O'Neill sighed, "Bing is Daniel replacement, while Bob was one of two officers sent to evaluate the SGC by President Ryan."

"Why's he doing that?" Jacob raised an eyebrow.

"Because Senator Kinsey's been making trouble again." Carter sighed, "That said, if not for the inspection, we'd never have gotten the go-ahead for this mission."

Jacob nodded, "Who told you I'd been captured?"

O'Neill laughed, "Anise; she even insisted on coming with us."

Jacob's eye went wide, "Why? She's an archaeologist, not a soldier!"

Clark span round, "You're a what?"

"I am a archaeologist…" Anise lowered her eyes.

Clark raised his eye to the sky, as if seeking divine intervention, "If you're an archaeologist, why did you insist on coming on this mission?"

The light in the woman's eyes dimmed, signifying it was Freya who was now in control, "I've heard many stories about SG-1's exploits, and I wanted to experience one for myself."

"And you wanted to spend some time with Colonel O'Neill, didn't you."

"I know he doesn't feel the same for me as I do for him, but I can't help the way I feel."

"The unrequited love's a bitch, isn't it?"

Freya fell into his arms sobbing. Clark was completely at a loss with what to do: It had been a long time since he'd had to comfort a crying woman, probably not since his daughters had grown up. He tentatively patted her on the back, "I think I know a way to get them out."

Jacob had started to pace back and forwards, "You said that there where two officers sent to evaluate the SGC; what happened to the other one?"

"I told him to keep an eye of Freya." Jack shrugged, "Hopefully they made it back to the Stargate."

"If there was a way, Mr. C would have found it." Chavez nodded.

The cell door busted open, two Jaffa entering, Zat's drawn, followed by a very angry Osiris, "Who is the man you know as Snake?"

"Isn't he the guy Kurt Russell played in Escape from New York?" O'Neill blinked.

The joke earned him a stab with the fire stick, effectively dropping him to the ground. Osiris turned on Chavez and Jonas, "You two I don't know, your not SGC, and so the chances are one of you knows who this stranger is. One of you can tell me, and live, and the other can die."

Chavez's face was set like stone, and Jonas was doing a good job at hiding his fears. The fire stick flicked between the two of them, never making contact, but the threat was there. Osiris ran the tip of the fire stick up around Chavez's chin, stopping it just before his eyes, "You, tell me."

"Go to hell, bitch." The young man gritted his teeth.

"Wrong choice." Osiris smiled, opening her other hand to reveal a ribbon device.

She was just about to use it when the ground shook, followed by the sound of a powerful explosion.

To Be Continued…