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Sam ran...

"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.

Sam awoke in a total darkness. -Okay- she calmed herself. – I remember this. The blindness will fade. -

She went to move her arms and realized that they were shackled over her head. As she tried to move, pins and needles shot down her arms and she gasped.

"Sam?" Daniel voice came out the darkness.

"Yes, Daniel, it's me," Sam replied, grateful not to be alone.

"Oh, what the hell?" Col. O'Neill was coming to on Sam's left.

"It appears that we were hit with a shock grenade," Teal'c spoke. Chains rattled as he tried to free himself.

O'Neill had to assess his team. "Is anyone hurt? Can anyone see?"

"I think my sight is coming back," Daniel said. "But I don't think there is anything to see."

Sam realized he was right. The small gleam of light that was invading her vision was the only illumination in the room. She turned her head (-oh God that hurt! -) and saw her team on either side of her. They were in a line, Teal'c, the Colonel, herself and Daniel. All of them had their hands shackled and bound overhead.

"Okay, what the hell just happened?" O'Neill demanded. "Who grabbed us?"

"I don't know sir," Sam replied. "MALP readings showed no sign of Goa'uld presence."

"Daniel?"

"Jack, this place has been abandoned for centuries. Whoever is here is new."

"Or maybe it is someone old," A voice boomed out of the shadows. There was a very loud rumbling as a wall rolled back and light poured in.

"Why does that voice sound familiar?" O'Neill put the puzzle together. "No! It can't be. You're dead. You must be dead this time!" O'Neill did not sound scared so much as exasperated.

The team squinted into the bright harsh light. The gloating and scared face of Apophis emerged. He smiled as he watched O'Neill smoulder.

"Yes, O'Neill, it is I, your god Apophis."

"All right, fine. You got us. So now what?" Sam knew that the Colonel was trying to stall for time and keep the focus on himself, not his team. She remembered the last time that they had seen Apophis during the team's internment in "Hell." It seemed that the Goa'uld leader was not going to let them off easy for escaping and making him look like a fool in front of Sokar. Sam glanced at Daniel. The young man's eyes were burning with hatred. It seemed that Daniel was also not willing to let go of Netu and Apophis's little mind games.

Apophis snapped his fingers and the rooms lighting increased. A throne was reveled on a low dais.

"What now?" The Goa'uld mocked O'Neill's demand. "Since we met last, I have been pondering that question. I know now that this body will never recover from the scars I have received. And I realized that when I captured you again, there would be a much easier way to get all of the answers I want while destroying all of you." Apophis eyes glowed while he walked past SG1, stopping in front of Daniel. He grabbed Daniel's chin and looked him dead in the eyes. "You will be my new host. You will give me all of the information I want on Stargate Command. And then you will murder your friends."

Sam forced herself to stifle the gasp these words elicited. She watched Daniel's face freeze with rage.

"I. Don't. Think. So." Daniel flatly stated. He jerked his head out of Apophis head and flicked his eyes over to his teammates. Sam could see the fear that lay under the thick layer of anger. To her left, Sam could tell that Col. O'Neill was surreptitiously testing his bonds. She knew the whole team was trying to figure a way out of here. Unfortunately nothing was coming to mind. It seemed that Apophis had finally learned that if he left the team alone for a minute, they would figure out a way to escape. Sam had not felt so helpless since she had to watch O'Neill get "Goa'uld'ed" by Hathor. At that time, Sam had thought they were all going to die. What would happen now that they had fallen into Apophis's hands?

Apophis strode to the top of the dais. "Bring him to me!" he commanded. Two Jaffe guards advanced on Daniel. Daniel braced his hands against his chains and lashed out with his legs. He booted one guard squarely in the chest, kicking him back a few steps. Daniel tried to kick the other one in his knee, but the guard was ready. He lashed at Daniel's face with the end of his staff weapon and then finished the job by punching Daniel in his stomach.

"Daniel!" O'Neill yelled, earning his own punch.

Daniel hung limply in his chains, bleeding from a gash on his forehead.

"Bring him!" Apophis roared.

The guards unlocked Daniel's chains and dragged him to their god. "No…no…" Sam heard Daniel muttering. All of the members were frantically yanking on their chains to free themselves, trying to save their friend.

Daniel was on the dais, being held on his knees by the Jaffe. Apophis looked down at the young human with almost an affectionate expression. "I have long awaited this day. When I think of all the troubles you have caused me. You stole my son Shifu, you destroyed my face, and then there was my love, Amaunet. You've always wondered, haven't you, if something of the host survives? Well, soon you will know that yes something does. You will be aware when you torture your friends. You will hear their screams and feel their blood. And, my new friend, you will know what torment your precious Sha're went through."

Daniel tried to fight his way free. He reached out to grab Apophis while struggling to his feet. He almost made it when a Jaffe delivered a stunning blow to his kidneys. Grabbing the human's hair, Apophis wrenched Daniel around to see the other guards point staff weapons at the remaining SG1 members. As one, the guards charged their sticks. The electrical sound echoed through the room. All of the team froze in place.

"It seems pointless to threaten their lives," Apophis continued. "But I know what you are thinking, Daniel Jackson. You are thinking that if you can just hold out, you will give them time to escape. Hmm," he chuckled, "maybe you will. But continue to fight me and I will have them killed while you watch and I will make you my host anyway. There will be no escape for you." He breathed this last into Daniel's face.

Sam stumbled. She hit the ground on all fours, catching herself in time not to go headfirst. For a few precious seconds she huddled on the ground, sobbing for breath. But before too long her soldier's discipline forced her to scramble to her feet and continue her frantic run.

Apophis had Daniel on his knees facing SG1. None of the team knew what would happen if Daniel was Goa'uld'ed. Sam had been implanted with a Tok'ra who did not want to hurt her. O'Neill had been saved just in time from his implantation. Sam could not see any way out for the team.

O'Neill's fury overflowed. "Dammit you snake-headed freak! Let him go! Take me! Use me!"

"Jack, no!" Daniel yelled. Daniel and Jack locked eyes. With a minute motion, Daniel shook his head, negating O'Neill's efforts and Sam's hope.

"Good Daniel Jackson. Act brave for your friends. Defeating you will surely be my greatest victory." With that, the false god moved to stand behind Daniel. Two Jaffe maintained a vicious grip on his arms. A third stood waiting behind Apophis. Apophis closed his eyes. His head rolled back and his mouth opened impossibly wide. With a deep sigh, the Goa'uld symbiote slithered out of the scarred mouth of its former host. The fanged snake-like thing took aim at Daniel's exposed neck.

The symbiote pierced his skin and Daniel let out a horrified scream. Daniel began to thrash around as if to shake the creature off of his neck, but it was too late. Sam saw the symbiote fully enter Daniel's neck. He threw his body so hard that the Jaffe lost their grip on him. He tried to stand but collapsed to the ground. In one last desperate attempt at saving himself, Daniel slammed his head onto the dais. His body went still but Sam knew that the fight had only turned inward.

The wait was endless. The team stared at Daniel's inert body. They barely noticed the guard remove the shell of Apophis's former host.

Daniel's hand moved. He flexed his fingers on his right hand. Slowly, Daniel pushed himself up on his arms. He looked dazed and there was blood on his face. Shrugging off the Jaffe's assistance, he climbed to his feet. When he looked at his teammates, he smiled. And it was Daniel's smile! Sam recognized it and let out a sob of relief.

Then Daniel's eyes glowed.

"Bring me the shol'va, Teal'c," Sam saw Daniel's mouth moving, but the voice – it was not Daniel. Sam knew then that Apophis had won.

TBC