Daniel groaned softly as he breathed in the smell of damp earth and a familiar sickly sweet sent. But he couldn't place it. He could barely think and his head felt as if it had been run over by a train. Slowly Daniel became aware that he was lying sprawled in the dirt in the middle of a clearing. He blinked and slowly pushed himself up into a sitting position, gritting his teeth when his head throbbed harder. As he looked around, Daniel felt a nagging feeling that he had been here before. But when? And why?

The soft breeze brought another breath of the sickly sweet smell to Daniel and his fuzzy head suddenly seemed a little bit clearer. It was then that Daniel spotted the altar. He had definitely been here before. He remembered crouching before it . . .

Jack. A picture of a scowling, silver haired man popped into Daniel's head and he grinned slightly as he remembered Jack's sarcastic comments. Sometimes he couldn't stand the man, but those moments were few and far between. He trusted Jack with his life and counted him amongst his closest friends. As he knew the Colonel did too.

The Colonel! More information came flooding into his head. Colonel Jack O'Neill, leader of SG-1 and member of the US Air Force. More and more memories flooded into Daniel's head. He remembered. His name was Dr. Daniel Jackson and part of SG-1 along with Jack, Major Samantha Carter and the former First Prime and Jaffa, Teal'c.

A twig snapped behind him and Daniel leapt to his feet and spun around. In front of him was a slightly stooped, broad shouldered man. "You're awake." He said.

"Yes, father." Daniel replied.

"Good, I was worried." The man said. "When I saw you fall and hit your head, I feared the worst."

Daniel fought to keep the disgusted look off his face. He remembered how this man had made him believe he was his son and kidnapped him - all so he could get his hands on superior technology and use it against those who were weaker. He had even made up a false cause to justify his actions.

Daniel frowned in mock confusion. "Where was I going, father?"

"You just decided to go for a walk to clear your head."

The man stepped forward, and his tunic slipped open for a second, and Daniel noticed a zat gun put through his belt. He glanced down at his feet, and noticed that while he was in his BDU's, his weapons were missing. Daniel stumbled forward, faking being woozy.

"Father . . . could you give me a hand?" he asked in a breathless voice. "My head . . . "

Daniel staggered into the man and grabbed the zat gun in one quick move. He stepped back and shot the man before he could react. "That's for kidnapping me." Daniel said, scowling. "And your just lucky I have to go, or you would be in trouble right now."

And with that, Daniel turned on his heal, and made his way out of the clearing. Tavrek wanted to get his hands on Asgard technology, and Daniel would just have to get it first.

* * *

Lara blinked as she opened her eyes. The rock ledge was hard beneath the thin blanket she was lying on, but despite that, she didn't want to move. She was warm and exhausted. It took Lara a moment to realise what that warmth was. When she did, she smiled wickedly, and wriggled slightly beneath Jack's arm.

Her only response was a soft groan. She rolled over onto her side, and levered herself up on her elbow. Grinning, she bent close to Jack's ear. "Boo!" she said, loudly.

"What?" Jack sat up, as Lara burst out laughing at his expression.

An expression that darkened when he realised what had happened. Lara just continued to laugh. "What did you do that for?" Jack snapped.

Lara turned to look at him, her eyes sparkling with humour. "Because it was too good an opportunity to pass up?" she said.

"Oh, really?"

Lara's grin got wider. "Yep."

Jack leaned in closer to Lara, and before she knew it, he was kissing her again. A minute later, he pulled back. "What was that for?" Lara asked, slightly bemused.

"It was too good a opportunity to pass up." Jack replied.

Lara rolled her eyes at him, and he laughed. A second later he looked up, when he saw a man approach them holding a platter of food. He put it down in front of them and left. Lara looked at Jack, before reaching over and grabbing some of the fruit. She bit into it hungrily and absently passed some to Jack.

She didn't see his small smile when she did so, or they way he sat back and watched her settle down into the blankets. For a few comfortable minutes, Lara and Jack shared the food and watched the others around them. Then, suddenly, there was a sharp cry and a group of about ten warriors ran into the valley.

Lara rolled to her feet and grabbed her guns, Jack a second behind her. She quickly strapped them on and grabbed her backpack as Jack clicked the safety off his pistol. Lara noticed that the newcomers were blond and fair- skinned people, quite unlike the tribe. They carried swords and knives, but nothing Goa'uld, and Jack breathed a sigh of relief. The last thing they needed right now, was some Goa'uld trying to take over this planet.

There was a loud shout, and the warriors of the tribe began to charge at the newcomers. "What's going on?" Jack asked.

"I think these are enemies they were supposed to be chasing when they found us." Lara replied.

"Ahh."

Lara continued to watch the fight as the two groups hit each other like waves crashing into each other. There bronze skinned friends whirled and spun, darting in and out with their spears and knives, while their enemies stabbed and cleaved with their large swords.

Then suddenly a loud noise burst out and echoed off the cliff walls. A familiar noise that seemed out of place within the warriors holding swords and spears . . .

A gunshot.

Lara tensed at the sound and felt Jack do the same behind her. Her eyes scanned the crowd of fighting bodies, and saw a man crumple to the ground. But that was not what had caught her attention. What had, was the small dark object, clasped in his killers hand.

"Is that what I think it is?" Jack asked softly.

"Yes." Lara agreed. "A Beretta."

She glanced back at Jack. "Daniel's Beretta." Jack said.

Lara nodded, and took off, her guns comforting weights in her hands. She ran to the edge of the ledge, and didn't pause as she flipped directly off it and into the crowd of fighters. Jack watched her calmly, as he lined up his gun. He fired, and the man with the Beretta visibly ducked. Then he glanced up, and saw Jack, before noticing Lara fighting her way towards him a second later. He turned and fled, but Jack was already moving.

"Oh no, you don't." he growled.

* * *

General Hammond looked out over the familiar faces sitting before him, and breathed a sigh of relief that he had finally got the NID and Colonel Forrest out of the SGC. Now, he could get down to the problem of finding Dr. Jackson and Colonel O'Neill . . . and whatever trouble they had gotten themselves into. Not to mention figuring out why Major Carter and Teal'c were convinced Jack had killed Daniel . . .

"Sir?" Carter asked, noticing the frown on his face.

"Tell me again why you believe the Colonel killed Dr. Jackson?" he asked her.

"Because I saw it, sir." She said. "Although, for some reason, I don't feel as sure of it as I did a few hours ago, sir."

"I, too, am experiencing the same lack of complete belief in my memories General Hammond." Teal'c added.

"Dr. Fraiser?" Hammond asked.

"I can't find anything wrong with them, sir." She said. "As far as I can tell, they are in perfect health, and firmly believe what they saw."

Suddenly Teal'c interrupted the conversation. "Dr. Fraiser?" he said.

"Yes Teal'c?" Janet replied.

"My memories are fading." Teal'c said. "I now remember a dart hitting my arm just before we were in range of the camp." He looked at General Hammond. "And I do not remember being able to see O'Neill."

"What does that mean?" Hammond snapped. "Dr. Fraiser?"

He turned to the petite woman, who was frowning hard. "Sir, I think I need to run some more tests. If what is happening to Teal'c is true, then they might have been infected with some sort of memory controlling drug. It would explain their fading belief."

"Then why isn't it happening to me?" Carter asked.

"Probably because of Teal'c's symbiote." Janet replied. "He can process and absorb chemicals a lot faster than humans, which would explain why the drug is wearing off faster for him."

"I want those test done fast, Dr. Fraiser." Hammond said. "We have two missing personnel on out hands."

"Yes, sir." Janet replied.