A/N: Ok, we're off to see the wizard! Hope you like…

"Chevron 6 encoded!" the sergeant's voice boomed over the PA system as SG1 stood in the gate room watching the great spinning wheel.

"Shouldn't we at least try to communicate via the radio before going back to this planet?" Daniel was standing slightly behind the other three, hesitant to throw himself into such an unknown situation.

"Can it Daniel," Jack snapped quite harshly. "I've had enough of these aliens thinking they can just experiment on us willy-nilly! We're going – and we're going to get some answers."

"But if they've got the technology to-"

"Daniel!" the colonel turned to face him, his expression warning the archaeologist not to push it. "Hammond has approved it – we're going. Got it?"

"Ok… ok…" Daniel shrugged his shoulders in defeat. At least they might this time actually learn something about the people who made Urgo. Maybe they'd even be able to remember what they learned this time. If they didn't, he hoped the covert voice recording devices and hidden cameras incorporated into their BDUs would provide some answers.

"Chevron 7 locked! Wormhole engaged!" The team looked behind them to the control room to salute General Hammond.

"Good luck SG1," General Hammond pronounced the words he always hoped wouldn't be the last he addressed to his friends and colleagues.

"Thank you sir," Jack motioned for his team to move forward. "Let's move out – off to see the wizard."

"Major Carter," Teal'c addressed Sam as they walked up the ramp. "Exactly what is the meaning of the term 'willy-ni'-" The rest of his sentence was cut of as they both passed through the event horizon.

"-illy?" Teal'c stopped to look around him as they arrived in a cavernous room dominated by eerily-blue décor. Before Sam could respond – before any of them could make the smallest gest – a white flash of light engulfed them.

When Jack had had enough time to gather his thoughts, he found to his consternation that – once again – they'd been disarmed. Not only that, everything except their clothes seemed to have disappeared. He looked around him and found to his horror he was suspended in some kind of vertical tube. He tried moving his limbs, but discovered that although there appeared to be no restraints holding him still, he was unable to move – he was paralysed from the neck down, with his feet not even touching the ground. Looking further afield, he saw the rest of his team were in their own personal tubes, arranged in a semi-circle around some kind of control panel in the centre of the room. Sam and Daniel were twisting their necks in every which way trying to make sense of this, while Teal'c remained stoic in his tube, apparently accepting their predicament as par for the course.

"Why is it these advanced races always need to take our weapons?" He sighed, exasperated. "If they're that great then they've got nothing to fear from us do they?"

"Well sir," Sam caught Jack's eye as she struggled to comprehend their situation, but ignored his glib comment. "At least it appears we're not in any kind of Goa'uld lab. This doesn't ring a bell at all."

"I concur O'Neill," Teal'c carefully surveyed the architecture of the room. "This is unlike anything I have seen or heard about."

Daniel bent his head as far forward as he could to see if any of the covert equipment had remained in their transfer. "Well, unless whoever's in charge here lets us keep our memories, we'll all be clueless when we arrive back at the SGC – again. All our equipment's gone."

"That's supposing we return, Daniel Jackson." Teal'c said gravely.

"You're such a ray of sunshine T." Jack quipped before looking to Sam. "Any theories?"

Sam shook her head. "We'll just have to wait and see, sir. Play it by ear."

At that moment, a man bearing an uncanny resemblance to Urgo entered the room wearing what appeared to be an ensemble of robes made out of a shiny-metallic material.

"Aw shoot…" Jack muttered, before addressing the man with obvious false enthusiasm. "Urgo! Buddy! How goes it?"

"I am not the one called Urgo." The main snapped impatiently. "He is here, but in my mind so that only I may see him." He suddenly turned to his left with an exasperated expression on his face. "Yes I know… do not try my patience or I will de-activate you!"

"Deactivate?" Sam was alarmed. "You're not going to kill him are you?"

"Of course not Major Carter." He replied with annoyance. "Deactivation merely makes Urgo imperceptible to me for a temporary period of time. It was… necessary… to devise this feature of the implant in order to preserve my sanity."

Jack stifled a snort of amusement and looked to Daniel, who was also smiling.

"Ahem.." Daniel didn't know where to start communicating with this man. It was clear that he had full control of their fate. "Sir, we are peaceful-"

"Travellers in search of friends with which you hope to share your knowledge and experiences." The man spoke in monotone, as if reciting a mantra. "I know, you've already told me that twice. Do you not get sick of saying it?"

Sam looked to Jack and smiled at the look of amusement on his face. He'd been on at Daniel for years to liven up the 'welcome speech' he usually gave each time they met a new civilisation.

"Sir," she began carefully, "We have come here today because it appears the microprocessors we assume you implanted into our brains have started altering our actions." She gave a warning look to Jack, who seemed ready to interject with some sort of insolent remark. "With respect, we would be grateful if you could safely remove these devices and let us return to our own planet."

"Of course you have felt the compulsion to return to me," the man started fiddling with the control panel in the room as he spoke. "It has been two complete cycles of your planet around its star." He looked at Sam as if she was ignorant. "As the prime zoological expert among my people, I am charged with analysing the data we have been receiving from the specimens during this time."

"Um, excuse me? Specimens?" Jack's eyebrows were raised, since he couldn't move his arms. "Who exactly are you?"

"And can I ask how you have been receiving data for the past two years?" Sam added, poised to ask many more questions but settling for the basics for the time being.

The man stopped his actions briefly and looked at all four of them. "I had forgotten how many tiresome questions you are apt to ask. I am Togar, and if you must know, the technology within your minds is capable of transmitting back to me each time you travel through the wormhole." He glared at Sam and Daniel as they opened their mouths to ask more questions. "That is enough from you. You are here to answer my questions – I am not at liberty to reveal anything more of myself or my people to you. I will start with you two." He motioned to Sam and Jack, who looked to each other, not understanding exactly what he was going to do.

With another flash of light, they found themselves now sitting in identical chairs not unlike dentists' chairs in a smaller room. Again, they were not restrained, but still unable to move below their necks. Before either of them had a chance to speak, the wall in front of them separated briefly to allow Togar to enter the room. Through the opening they could see Daniel and Teal'c still in the capsules in the larger chamber, but now unconscious.

"What have you done-"

"Your friends are merely in stasis." Togar snapped before Sam could finish her sentence. "I wish to interrogate you both first as there is an interesting anomaly with your data. You," he motioned to Jack, "and the one that carries a parasite in his body possess one sixth extra data than the other two. Why is that?"

"Ah, that." Jack was suddenly somewhat worried about what Togar knew about him exactly. "There was an issue of a time-loop that only me and Teal'c experienced to the fullest. Carter and Daniel didn't experience the same day repeatedly for about three months like us."

"I see." Togar manipulated a control panel on the wall to the left of him. "That would explain why she does not possess the memory." He stopped momentarily, apparently contemplating something or another.

"Um, I'm sorry? What memory?" Sam looked from Togar to Jack, wondering what the hell was going on.

"I do not understand why you wouldn't share this experience with her." Togar ignored Sam. "Especially considering your mutual admissions during the test administered by those you call the…" he consulted the panel once more, "…Tok'ra."

Sam's breath caught in her throat as she started to realise what Togar may be referring to. She looked to the man sitting next to her, wide-eyed. "Colonel?" He voice was barely above a whisper, and was wavering with rising indignation.

"Oh for crying out loud!" Jack closed his eyes and leant his head back, willing himself to wake up from this bad dream. He opened them only to see both Togar and Sam waiting for some kind of response. He looked from the first – who seemed politely curious – to the second, who's expression was unreadable at best, if not volatile. "Umm… well…" his throat was suddenly dry and he wished again that somehow he could awake from this nightmare. Never in his dreams had he imagined Sam finding out about his actions during the time-loop – otherwise he never would have done it. She was going to kill him, he realised with a groan. For the first time it occurred to him that their inability to move was probably a good thing. "See Carter, here's the thing…" he stopped, looking her directly in the eyes, unable to complete the thought.

"This." Togar lost patience and pushed a sequence of pads on the panel. A screen rose out of the floor to show the Colonel first handing his resignation to General Hammond before swooping on Sam in a passionate embrace.

"Yeah, that." Jack couldn't think of anything to say. Whatever he said would be wrong and he knew it. If he claimed it wasn't what it seemed, he would be lying and probably hurt her feelings. If he admitted what it really was… he couldn't begin to fathom the consequences. What if she was angry? What if she didn't feel that way about him? He searched her eyes, imploring her to react in some way.

"You KISSED me?" Sam's mouth was gaping wide open as she digested the images before her, now playing on an excruciating loop. She tried to ignore Togar, who appeared to be frantically taking notes. "What gave you the right! Why didn't you tell me! Why…. That's not FAIR!" The last words exited her mouth before she could stop them and boomed across the room. She remembered that Daniel and Teal'c were only a matter of metres away in the other room and was silently thankful that they were unconscious, or they definitely would have heard her rant.

Jack's head snapped up sharply at those last words. He had expected her to be angry but her last comment hurt him more than anything else. It was true. He shouldn't have taken advantage of the situation like that. It was entirely unfair to experiment with the way things were without thought for the repercussions – even if he thought there wouldn't be any at the time.

"Carter I'm really sorry," his voice broke slightly as he spoke upon seeing tears glisten in her eyes. "I never should have… I realise it's a complete violation…"

"Silence!" Togar spoke firmly, causing Sam and O'Neill to jump slightly – well, causing their heads to jolt anyway. "Major Carter, why is it unfair?" He spoke calmly, as if this were a perfectly routine line of questioning, part of an innocuous zoological or anthropological study.

Sam closed her eyes and let her head drop slightly forward. She'd had enough. The stresses of the past couple of months were too much, and to learn that Jack had done the one thing she'd been wanting to do for so long was unbearable.

"Because…" she squeezed her eyes shut, hoping perhaps that she was in a dream and that the Colonel wouldn't hear the words she had to say, for her own sake. "Because he got to do what I would have done – what I would do,given the chance."

TBC

A/N : I can't believe I've actually done a version of a clip-show – the very type of episode that I hate ! Well I guess these clips are at least good ones… hehe. There won't be too many of them – I promise! Please R&R!