It's Magic!

Previously:

Go Back or Die

Wincing, SG-1 walked past it stealthily, stopping as the cement slimy walls were replaced by shining white marble, and the small stair well was replaced with a large entrance hall.

"Stop right there." The sound of Gou'ald weapons lighting up stopped SG-1 in their tracks and they looked around, raising their hands as a large group of men in black hoods surrounded them.

Now they were in trouble.

Jack paced the confines of the cell, as the rest of SG-1 watched patiently. His emotions were changing with every passing minute, like twisting, slithering snakes as he thought about Harry Potter, the boy who reminded Jack of his son, Charlie.

And Jack was letting him down. Stopping, anger filling his veins, he punched his fist into the hard cement wall, not even wincing as blood gushed from the large wounds and bruising.

"Jack." Daniel said impatiently, standing up and pulling Jack back over to the benches, sitting his down as Sam wrapped his fist in pieces of material. "This isn't helping."

Jack just glared, anger dissipating as sullenness took control. Sam sighed and walked back to the bars, where three guards in black were visible. She watched for a minute as the others watched her questioningly, as she took a large breath.

"I can feel it." She whispered, turning and sliding silently to the floor. Daniel raised an eyebrow.

"You feel what Major Carter?" Teal'c asked, keeping a grip on O'Neill as he struggled to rise.

"The magic." She whispered, "It's all around us. Keeping us here. Affecting our moods." She looked pointedly at O'Neill who's face was slowly turning red in anger.

Daniel took a step away from the soon to explode O'Neill and went to sit beside Sam.

"How do you know?" He asked, as she rested her head against his shoulder, sighing.

"I can feel it. I've always been able to feel it. A gift you could say."

Daniel's mouth dropped open, and he was about to continue when the sound of footsteps approached. The both stood up and walked back to the benches. From the dark shadows, an unfamiliar figure walked from the shadows, waving his hand as the door automatically clicked open and the man stepped through, his hood pulled down so his head was visible.

"Well, Well, Well. If it isn't Harry Potters rescuers." He drawled. "I see the power of my magic is affecting you, some more then others…" He looked at Jack who was slowly falling into a deep stupor. He waved his hands, and Sam could feel the power retreat, as Jack's eyes opened and his mood returned to normal.

"Now," He said, clapping his hand, "To business. I need to interrogate one of you…No hard feelings of course. Just my job…" He looked at each of them, as his eyes turned the Carter, he suddenly lurched over, gasping for breath. His eyes narrowed as he stood back on, his eyes glowing viciously.

He spat out a few words in Gou'ald, and suddenly three men walked in, each one of their faces covered as they grabbed Sam by the arms, roughly pulling her from the room.

The Gou'ald grinned, giving a small wave before backing out of the cell, the doors slamming shut as he walked away with a struggling Samantha Carter. Daniel turned to see Teal'c was just releasing Jack, who ran to the cage doors and watched their backs walk away.

"Dammit!" O'Neill swore, turning to Daniel. "What did they say?"

Daniel looked at his boots.

"Bring the female. Take her to the torture room."

The three remaining members of SG1 paled.

TBC….