Set sometime near the end of Season 3, after "The Devil You Know," but before "Shades of Grey."
Italic represents the present. Bold Italics represent Sam's thoughts in the present. Everything else is a flashback.
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Prolouge
Run. Run. Faster! Run!
Sam pounded through the woods.
Don't stop. Don't think.
Sam ran through the underbrush. She had to get out of here. She had to get to the gate. She had to get help. Daniel –No! her mind screamed. Don't think!
Sam ran. She thought she might have run about five miles by now. Five more to go. The flat out panic she had started out with had begun to fade and her mind was getting clearer, sharper. Against her will images rose in her mind. Teal'c bleeding and broken. The Colonel screaming in rage and frustration. Daniel…Oh God, Daniel.
Before
This was going to be an easy mission. A routine check on some monitoring equipment left on P3X-1510. A quiet planet with some interesting ruins. Daniel was excited because the ruins might contain some artifacts from the Ancients. There was so little information on this race that the archeologist loved to pick up every tidbit that came their way.
The whole team knew that they had been given this mission as a treat. Being a member of Stargate Command was never easy, but lately it had seemed ridiculously hard for SG1 to not get killed. It had been a few weeks since the team escaped Netu. Since then the team had tried to get some rest. Frayed nerves had to mend. On this planet with its clear sky and scenic wildlife, SG1 could relax and come together as a team once more.
No one objected to the special treatment. Everyone was feeling the strain.
How did this all happen? Sam agonized. I'm alone! With that though she stumbled. She shoved her fist in her mouth to stifle her scream of despair. For truly she did not know that she was alone. There was one who still might find her, might be close right now. And Sam did not know what she would do if he found her.
The team spent the morning in a nice peaceful rhythm. The gate was a good ten miles from the ruins. Sam and Daniel chatted extensively on what they might find in the ruins. O'Neil and Teal'c swapped stories about Teal'c latest obsession, The Cartoon Network ("None of that would have happened without the Simpson's I tell ya'," O'Neil insisted). They all broke for lunch and a rest about halfway to the destination. Routine security was set up but no one was expecting trouble.
Why did we let out guard down? Sam berated herself. She knew she did not have the time for second-guessing and self-recriminations, but her mind was racing faster than her heart.
"O'Neill!" Teal'c suddenly shouted. "Gliders approaching!" The team dove into the trees and shrub while strafing fire lit up the ground. However, all of this was just a cover to hide the Jaffe who threw a shock grenade into the middle of the campsite. With a head-splitting shriek, Sam's world went dark.