Part Seven:

The Jaffa's shot went wide. Teal'c's didn't. The man crumpled forward, his eyes glazed. "Nice shot." Jack said.

Teal'c didn't reply. His sensitive ears had picked up the sound of more footsteps headed in this direction. A second later Jack heard them too. Teal'c aimed his staffweapon as three Jaffa burst into the room. They were all dressed differently to Svarog's Jaffa, in what could only be called blood red togas. Jack realised these Jaffa belonged to whichever Goa'uld was attacking the ship.

Jack watched in horror as the three new Jaffa fired on Teal'c. Teal'c moved to the left, firing as he went. He caught one of the Jaffa in the chest, killing him. But Teal'c couldn't move quite fast enough. One of the staff blasts caught him in the chest near his right shoulder. He went down and did not move.

Jack stared in shock at the still body of his friend, as the two remaining Jaffa approached his cell. Almost dazed, Jack looked around for some sort of weapon, but found nothing.

"Do not think about trying to escape." One of the Jaffa said. "Goddess Kali does not want you dead, but she said nothing about wounds."

So when the Jaffa opened his cell and dragged him out, he didn't struggle. He would wait. He needed to find the others. He needed to find Lara. And when he did, then there would be hell to pay.
Lara surged to her feet as the door swished open, and saw a beautiful woman with mocha coloured skin and wearing a black and gold sari. Svarog rose beside her. "Kali." He greeted.

"Svarog." She replied. Then she turned to Lara, her voice angry. "Bastet."

Svarog moved towards Kali, before he turned to stand beside her. "You were right, the lure worked." He said.

With his words, Lara's suspicions were confirmed. She turned to him, her eye's flashing white. "You should not have betrayed me, Svarog." She said coldly.

Lara felt herself growing cold as a deeper anger took hold. No one betrayed her without paying for it – regardless of who they believed she was. Lara had learnt that a long time ago.

"You mean this 'agreement'?" Svarog asked, motioning to the room.

"No." Lara said. "Our trade."

Svarog laughed shortly; a cold cruel laugh. "Why settle for one when you can have both?"

Lara smiled back at him, her smiled just as cold and cruel as his had been. "You may have them both for now," she began, "but you also have my promise that I will destroy you."

Kali gave a cold laugh. "You cannot destroy us!"

"Don't count on it." Lara replied.

Kali's eyes flashed white. "Jaffa!" she snapped. "Take Bastet to my ship."

"Yes, Goddess." A Jaffa replied, entering the room.

He levelled his staffweapon at Lara while two other Jaffa grabbed her arms and dragged her from the room. As they did, she heard Svarog ask: "What shall I do with her Jaffa and servants?"

"I don't care." Kali said. "They're yours to keep."

Lara hoped everyone would be alright. But she couldn't help wondering what was going to happen to Jack and Jacob. And what was going to happen to her?
Jack winced as he hit the back wall of his cell with a thud. He sank to the floor as the Jaffa locked the cage with a ominous click. Damn, he thought. That's the second time that's happened to me today.

"Jack?" a voice asked, as soon as the Jaffa were gone.

"Jacob?" Jack looked up to see Jacob Carter leaning against the wall of the cell on the opposite side of the room.

"What are you doing here?" Jacob asked.

"Well, you know," Jack said. "I just had to come for the hospitality and service."

"Very funny." Jacob said.

"I thought so too." Jack said. He looked at Jacob and used hand signals to ask if anyone was listening in. Jacob shook his head in reply.

"Well, the plan was to rescue you." Jack said.

"And how'd you end up in a cell?"

"Long story."

"We've got plenty of time." Jacob said. "So why don't you tell me?"

Jack looked at his friend. "Okay."

"The original plan was simply for Bastet to escort me as her prisoner to a neutral planet and seemingly trade me for you." He began. "With, of course, SG-1 in disguises as the handmaidens and Jaffa."

"Wait up. Did you just say Bastet?" Jacob interrupted.

"Hey!" Jack replied. "I'm telling the story. Besides, I was just getting to that."

Jacob raised an eyebrow, waiting for the explanation. "It wasn't really going to be Bastet – just someone who looked very much like her in disguise." Jack said. "Once the trade had been completed, we were all supposed to draw weapons and get you out of there."

Jacob nodded, considering this. "Who'd you find to play Bastet? Janet?"

"Nah, Doc's one of the handmaidens." Came the reply. "Hammond asked Lady Lara Croft."

Jacob immediately sat up. "You brought in a civilian?" he snapped.

"Hey!" Jack snapped back. "Lara's tough. She can handle it. Besides, it's not like she's never seen a Goa'uld before."

"She has?"

"Yeah." Jack smiled. "Saved my ass once or twice, too."

Jacob looked surprised. "She must be something, then."

"Oh, she's something, alright." Jack agreed.
Teal'c waited until Kali's Jaffa were gone before sitting up. He winced slightly at the sharp pain in his shoulder, but he wasn't too concerned. It had only been a glancing blow, and he could already feel it beginning to heal.

Carefully and quietly, he got up and walked to the door, peering out into the corridor. Since there was no one in sight, he carefully slipped out into the corridor and began walking forward on silent feet. From what he knew of Goa'uld, he knew that Jack had been taken to Kali's ship. He was too valuable in her mind to leave here. As is the woman he knew as Bastet – Lara. But she would not believe that a two handmaidens and a single Jaffa were worth anything more than a passing thought. Which is why she would leave them here. And now all Teal'c had to do was find them.