A/N: Wow! Thanks for all the reviews people. Love ya! So, a lot of people wanted more Sam/Jack, there is some in this chapter, but the most influential bit will probably not come until the next. Hope you still enjoy.

"Jack, did you see that?" After the odd behavior from Teal'c, Daniel went to seek private counsel from Jack.

"See what?" He was intently studying the door, not really looking for anything, but desperately hoping something would pop out at him so that they could escape from this underground prison.

"Teal'c, his eyes."

This statement snapped Jack back to Daniel. "They didn't get all square did they?"

"How'd you know?"

"I saw the same thing in Sam," Daniel raised his eyebrows but remained silent, "when I was arguing with her that we needed to find a way to leave."

"It's spreading?" Daniel wondered.

"No, this was before you guys showed up."

"Well, then how?"

Jack thought for a moment. Suddenly the frightening truth hit him. "The food."

"You mean the food I ate?"

"What else could it be, you saw how Teal'c went after it."

"But then why hasn't it affected me?"

"It must take a while to work." Jack gave him a concerned look. "You still want to leave right?"

Daniel looked at him as if he had grown an extra head. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Well, it hasn't affected you yet."

Daniel added his dry humor, "Good to know."

Now Jack was worried, if all of his friends were infected, with whatever was in the mush, he would be alone in getting free, unless he found some way to counteract the drug. There was nothing he could do at the moment, he was sunk, especially without Sam's help. Sam, he was even more concerned for Sam, he didn't know if there were any other negative side-effects that had yet to make an appearance.

Suddenly, wanting to be close to her, he strode across the room and sat down next to her on the floor. She looked at him with sad, normal, round eyes. The other side of her didn't appear unless provoked, he reasoned. Without a word, she snuggled into his arms, not caring that Daniel and Teal'c were there. She was ice-cold, but then again so was Jack. He wondered if it were any warmer, he would feel any better, probably not. He tried not to think about the predicament they were in. The situation certainly did seem hopeless, which made Jack wonder if the drug was somehow remotely having an effect on him, or they really were doomed.

Sam inched deeper into his embrace, just wanting to be close, never wanting to lose him. Her life was a string of crash courses. How many times they had been inches from death, only to be pulled out again, by friendship, bravery, a well timed change of heart. It made her wonder if there really was such a thing as luck, or if it was just an idea people had created to measure how good of friends people had. In the end it boiled down to friends, and maybe people slightly more than that, they made the most difference in a person's life.

Next to Teal'c, Daniel sat with his back against the wall. Thought the room was not too wide, he could barely make out Sam and Jack's forms huddled together on the opposite side of the room. He smiled despite himself. They really were always there for each other, as they had been there for them in the past, and he for them. He could feel the bond they had with one another, seen it tested and hold in dire situations. Teal'c, he knew, felt it as well, though he would never say anything. Daniel felt dead inside, knowing that in a short time he would undoubtedly be affected by the drug. He planned to hold out as long as possible, but the fact that Teal'c had succumbed to the narcotic did not raise his spirits. If a Jaffa warrior couldn't beat it, the odds did not look good for a dewby archeologist. He put his hand on Teal'c's strong shoulder. "Hey friend, I haven't given up hope on you yet."

Jack lowered his head and planted a soft kiss in Sam's hair, she still smelled sweet. She felt it and looked up a him and smiled. God, he loved her smile. He enjoyed the fact that he could still put one on her face no matter what the circumstance.

His mind drifted through the times he had spent with her. The impending doom, they always seemed to avoid, sticky situations that never ran out of glue. He marveled at their luck, no matter how many times they died, mentally or literally, they were all still here. He was here, Daniel, Teal'c and Sam, together, no matter what. This time it would be no different. Jack sat quietly and thought of a plan, refraining from telling Daniel, knowing he would be compromised by the time he could put it into use.