~*~ Teal'c walked blindly about in the darkness, stumbling over rocks, hitting his head on low tree branches. He scuffed his feet in the dirt. Ho looked down at his feet. There was no ground, only the darkness. He was walking on the night sky. If it weren't for the solid feeling beneath his feet he could have walked off the edge of this strange place. Teal'c tripped over a few bushes as he walked on into the bare blackness. ~*~

"OK SG-1. We have SG's 4,9 and 10 scouting the planet. So far they haven't found any evidence of civilisation," General Hammond started the emergency meeting.

"But Sir, something kidnapped us."

"I understand that Major, but we have not as yet found any signs of intelligent activity."

"Any word of Teal'c yet Sir?" O'Neill asked, before Carter could start an argument.

"No. We have our analysis teams working on both our gate and the one on P4M-286. We also have two teams working on the super computers. SG-1, the entire base is at the disposal of finding Teal'c..."

The General's voice faded away from Jack, as a wave of intense pain flooded his head. He was sure that he must have doubled over, and after what seemed like an age, the bitter sensation died to a throbbing in his ears. His mind became filled with a liquid black. He saw a silver shape moving towards him, beneath him. It was then that O'Neill realised that he was in the sky, but with no form. O'Neill had no body but instead was just simply there. The ghostly silhouette stumbled closer and closer until the image of Teal'c came into focus. As if a spotlight were trained on his friend, the trees and rocks, which surrounded Teal'c were lit up, but still the Jaffa couldn't see. How desperately O'Neill wanted to reach his friend, to help him. When the scene began to dissolve O'Neill panicked. The searing hot pain returned and the throbbing at his temples stung so badly that he felt like his head lay on the tracks of an approaching train. The beat became heavier and heavier still until the man could no longer stay conscious.

The soft murmur of voices awoke Jack into the white and blue world of the Infirmary. He tried to sit up but his arm muscles didn't agree and he slumped back and sighed. The sound of metal-on-metal screeched softly as his team mates pulled open the curtain and peeked in.

"Jack. Oh my God, you're awake," Sam sounded desperately worried.

"What the hell happened Jack?" asked Daniel gently.

Jack looked from Carter to Daniel, trying to focus his concentration.

"Colonel. Are you alright?" The General's deep voice startled the patient expressions of his colleague's.

He tried to nod, but ended up coughing so badly that he spit out blood.

"The Colonel hasn't had any liquid in his throat for nine hours. He can't be expected to speak," Janet's soothing tones appeared beside his ear.

"Of course Doctor. We'll leave him be."

Quickly, Jack threw out his arms to gain their attention. He let out a coarse groan and cracked hid knuckles in frustration. The four people looked at him expectantly.

The Colonel stared at them for a moment.

"I saw Teal'c."

~~~Bum bum bum~~~