The Gou'ald zatted him, and he passed out, barely hearing Sam's body being dragged out.
He didn't even bother to open his eyes as he woke up, the smell of burnt flesh lingering in the air, a constant reminder of the threat to both of them.
He took a deep breath, his ribs hurting less than before, something that worried him slightly over how long he must have been out.
Opening his eyes slightly, he winced at the light, barely bothering to move as his eyes slowly adjusted, scanning the room, relieved yet worried when he couldn't see Sam.
Something by the door grabbed his attention and he crawled forward, licking his dry lips as he made out a jug of water.
Sipping slowly at it, his experience telling him not to drink too much, he considered the possibility that it was poisoned, but figured that if he died the Gou'ald would have no reason to keep torturing Sam.
Searching through his pockets he pulled out a ration bar, breaking it in two and hungry eating half, saving the other for Sam.
He slowly pulled himself to his feet, walking around the room, trying to spot something, anything that would help him.
He paused as he felt a breeze against his skin, following it with his hand to a small crack in the wall. Kneeling down he placed his eye against the crack, barely able to make out the landscape beyond the wall.
It looked like a forest, but he could smell and barely hear the sea, which meant he was by the coast, whether he was anywhere near the beach they had been at was another question.
He pushed against the bricks around the crack, but they didn't budge, and he punched the wall in anger.
Rubbing his wrist he turned towards the door as it opened, revealing a Jaffa, holding a barely conscious Sam by the throat.
She saw him and grinned slightly, stamping her heel down on the Jaffa's foot.
He yelled, loosening his grip enough for her to slip out, giving Jack the opportunity to grab his staff weapon and hit him across the head with it.
Pulling the zat weapon off the Jaffa, Jack hit him once, deciding that there had already been enough death.
Turning around he found Sam on her knees, taking deep breaths while clasping her throat.
He moved over, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You going to be able to move?"
"Yes Sir," She croaked, pushing herself to her feet.
He handed her the zat, and they moved back as he aimed the staff weapon at the crack in the wall.
He shot it once, making a hole just large enough for them to escape through. "We need to move quickly, there is no way no-one heard that."
She nodded, quickly climbing through the hole, scanning the area for any signs of trouble as he less elegantly escaped their prison.
They ran for the trees, managing to slip inside before they heard the shouts of the Jaffa.
They kept moving, going deeper and deeper into the forest until they came across a stream. "We'll rest here for a while."
She collapsed onto the ground, and he carefully sat on a rock next to her, his whole body complaining about the constant movement he had forced it to do.
"We'll have to leave the forest, find somewhere more open before we can try and find the direction of the stargate." She pointed out, running her fingers through the water.
He watched her carefully, noticing the way that she was barely focusing on anything but her hand, her shoulders set.
"How are you doing?"
"I've been slowly shot to death, zatted to death and nearly choked to death, how do you think I'm feeling?" She shot back, the venom in her voice making him wince slightly.
They sat in silence, both tense, listening carefully for any sounds that they had company.
"We need to find Jarvis too."
He nodded, knowing that there was almost nothing they could do without a radio and a GDO.
"We can't contact Earth though." She added.
"But we can contact people with GDO's, then get back to Earth."
"Assuming the gate isn't guarded."
They both froze as they heard a sound, reaching for the weapons as the noise came closer.