Jack was walking forward in a field. The sun was shinning, not a cloud in the sky; the birds were chirping; a gentle breeze was breezing through the grass.

A voice was calling from off to the side of him. When Jack turned, he saw Sam and Daniel sitting down a picnic blanket, having a picnic of delicious looking sandwiches, strawberries, and wine. Jack sat down to join them. The moment his lips touched the glass everything changed.

He was in that same field, but black clouds covered the sky. The winds were unbelievable. It was like being in the center of a tornado, but standing still; with everything revolving around him. He could hear so many voices crying out; all of them crying for help.

Even with so many people screaming, the top voices screaming were Sam's and Daniel's. Then, everything stopped. Nothing was moving; all frozen in their orbit around him, as a voice whispered in his mind.

"Remember...You must remember..."

Jack was being shaken. Opening his eyes, he saw the worried eyes of Sam, with a bright light shinning; signifying that it was morning. Daniel was propped up on an arm, obviously wondering why he was moving so much.

"Sir...Are you alright?"

"I don't know Carter...I just don't know..."

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After a quick little trip to relieve himself, Jack sank into the chair that he had claimed as his; in the middle. He felt the comforting warmth of Sam and Daniel close to him, both waiting for him to say something.

Jack explained what he had seen as best as he could. As his two geniuses argued about what the dream or nightmare, whatever it was, was about. Jack didn't know what he was supposed to remember. Soon after requesting that they change the subject, Jack decided that it was time for a bit more recon. After all, they needed some bowls to use for cooking, and a stream for water.

Once they pulled themselves up, they extinguished their fire and then they walked away from the direction they had come from. Jack started making slash marks on trees, so that they could make their way back. The forest wasn't completely overrun by plant life, but everything looked similar once you've been walking for hours.

Surprisingly enough, there was a river only 20 minutes walk west from their makeshift campsite. The water appeared to be pure enough to drink from; the current was moving quite fast. The bottom could clearly be seen. They tracked the water for a bit, heading upstream.

To Jack, something just didn't add up. The water was flowing from downhill, that much was obvious. That's when it hit him. They had slowly been walking uphill for the past hour. The incline was subtle, but was still there. But that just didn't make any sense. They had seen that the area they would be staying in had no hills. It was always possible that with the trees you couldn't notice, but Jack thought they would have noticed something.

Jack sighed. "Okay, campers. The water should be pure enough for us to drink from. After all, it's moving, and there are no humans there to pollute it for us. I say it's time to turn around."

"Jack, we should grab some rocks to make a fire pit with. We might also want to find some to use for cooking."

Daniel's archeology skills might actually come in handy, Jack thought.

"Sir, once we get to our turn off at the river, I suggest we get some water to drink, so that we don't have to come back for a couple hours at least." Sam tried to have some valuable insight.

"Sounds like a plan. Let's head back."

There was a question that was bugging Daniel. "Sam, why do you carry twine with you?"

Sam laughed. "I don't usually have some with me. One of the crew members gave it to me at the campfire because tomorrow morning, we're going to show the girls how to lash. Janet has some also."

Well, it was one mystery solved.

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Once they had drunk their fill of water, they started hunting for rocks. They stripped down to the bare minimum they could without getting embarrassed, they jumped in. The current was strong, but not quite strong enough to carry them off.

They had been taking a bunch of rocks, and throwing them onto shore, with the plans to sort through them later. Once they had a large sized pile, they hopped out. As they sorted through the rocks, letting their clothes dry, they tossed half the rocks into a reject pile, and the others into a keep pile. As Sam threw a decent sized one, it broke open, and what Sam found was a great discovery.

"Some of these are geodes!" She exclaimed.

Jack got the first word in. "Great. We know what kind of rocks these are. Now what?"

"Sir, a geode is a rock that has a crystal formation in the inside, leaving a certain amount of empty space around it! It would be the most perfect thing to cook in."

"I agree Carter. Sort through the rocks and see how many of them we have."

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Once they had sorted through the rocks, they came up with 5 geodes, including the one that they accidentally discovered. 2 of them would be the perfect size for glasses, the other 2 for bowls.

Once they got back into their proper clothes, Sam (who was also wearing cargo pants with zip-offs) put the smaller geodes into her pockets, and carried the plit rock, filled with water. Daniel and Jack carried as many rocks as they could for their fire pit.

One thing they had noticed on their walk was some bushes that had a mix of raspberries and blueberries, along with what looked like potato plants not to far from them. After dropping off some of the rocks, saving the 'bowls' which they cracked open, they headed off to go berry picking. Once the bowls were filled, they dug up a few of the potato plants, just grabbing a couple of potatoes.

After all they had to be sure that there would still be food for a few more days.

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They boiled up some of the potatoes with the soup mix that Jack had in his pockets. The rock was taking along time to heat up, but thankfully, the rock had some kind of property that let it hit up, but not mess up the rock. Sam couldn't even identify what the mineral was.

They had collected some tree branches in the area, some larger than others, and took the time to whittle carve some of them, to create a few more bowls, spoons, forks, knives, and Jack was daring enough to try to create a water bottle. It was a work in progress, but he was getting there.

Once they had finished their dinner, leaving the berries for breakfast, they headed off to bed, Jack staying up on watch.

They never noticed that they were being watched.

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Oooh...Cliffhanger!

I wasn't sure where I wanted to go with it, but I've gotten a few ideas from the reviews.

I know, this really isn't going anywhere fast, but hey! Its getting there!

Thanks for the reviews. The more reviews I get, the fast the chapters arrive!

(That's not a subtle hint or anything xD)