AN: Yep, Daniel is somewhat evil, he just doesn't show it. If he did, Yasir would run for her life.

(I mean has anybody seen Michael Shanks in the Andromeda episodes "Gabriel" or "Day of Judgement, Day of Wrath"?) Well, okay, here we go with another chapter:

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"It's a pity you can't come with us", Jack said softly looking at Sam's bandaged thigh.

She let out a pained sigh, "It is. I hoped I could be there to assist you", she paused giving her CO a concerned look, "I wish you'll all back in one piece. I've got a really ill feeling about this mission."

"I know, Carter", O'Neill sighed, "me too. But just wish us some luck, okay?"

"Sure, sir", she smiled worriedly and slowly hobbled away on her crutches after he had turned around to give final instructions to the other rescue team members, that included Teal'C as well as SGs 3 and 11.

"Okay, people, let's move out", she heard him say, followed by a Godspeed from General Hammond.

Sam felt stood some feet away from the gate as they departed. She felt a nagging uneasiness as she watched them go through one after another. Something was telling her that they would only be putting themselves into danger without a chance to save Daniel.

She just hoped this gloomy suspicion would not come true...

xxxxx

"Group up and search the place", Jack ordered as they had arrived in the fortress that seemed as empty as the first time they had entered it. And just like that time they had not run into any resistance on their way there.

Knowing what had happened last time Jack knew better than trusting the seeming peace; to him the whole thing felt far too easy.

He began to suspect a trap, but soon he got to know what was really going on...

"Sir, this is Reynolds", SG-3's leader called him over the radio, "You might want to look at this."

"We're on our way", Jack showed Teal'C to follow him and they headed for SG-3's position.

Stunned Jack stared at the floor in front of him. There was lying small heap of black garment that looked very much like the rags of a standard-issue t-shirt.

Slowly he knelt down and picked it up, quietly looking at it for a long moment.

"Could this be Daniel's?" he murmured already knowing the answer.

"Sir", Reynolds stepped toward him, "except for this we've found nothing on our sweep. No life sign at all, not even a fly."

"Us neither", Jack replied keying the radio, "SG-11, this is O'Neill. Have you found anything?"

"Negative, sir", came the response, "and we've been through every room here twice."

"Understood. Retreat, we'll meet you at the gate. O'Neill out", resigned he turned around and tucked the remains of Daniel's shirt under his arm, then he showed the others to follow him back outside, not passing another look at the luxurious bedroom they were leaving behind.

xxxxx

Daniel woke up on a cold and hard floor. His skin was still burning in a sort of vigorous, painful way. Slowly he pushed himself up into sitting position. As he then looked down his still naked upper body, he saw that his skin was not only burning, but also fire red.

At least I'm wearing decent pants again, he thought with a little flight of relief.

I didn't want you to freeze.

He spun his head around staring right into Yasir's face and realized that she had been there all the time, lying on a comfortable daybed while some of her servants were gently massaging her back and feet.

"You should try this yourself", she smiled at him deviously with her chin perched into her cupped hand.

"No, thanks, I've had enough touch for now", Daniel retorted dryly.

I didn't think you were such a weakling. Yasir eyed him with a sardonically delighted smirk before she rose from the daybed, lacing the dark blue silk robe she was handed tightly around her waist.

She started to circle Daniel and spoke on, "You're such a good boy, Danny. I didn't estimate you to know so much about me."

He merely rolled his eyes with mock interest, "Oh, do I?"

"Your subconscious is full of it", she squatted a few feet in front of him. I'm glad you don't remember it on your own accord.

Yasir came to a stop behind him, squatted and reached out her hand to caress his face, "You've proven very useful to me."

"Oh so sad to hear that", Daniel mocked her.

Shush. She half-closed her eyes with annoyance. Your childishness repels me.

"I know", he smiled thinly, "And why are you friendly with me, then again?"

"Because you'll suffer enough when we'll soon arrive on the other planet", Yasir said coldly, waiting for his reaction on it in a considering way, but he showed none. She pulled a disappointed face while she knelt down wrapping her arms around his shoulders as if to hug him from behind.

"Danny, darling, don't you want to know what more I've planned to do with you? Not even a little bit?"

"Ugh", he had almost spit, "no, I really don't."

"Not just a little bit?" she whispered with her face close to his cheek.

Daniel grimaced, "Nope, I'll pass."

Better for you, Yasir's long fingernails dug into the side of his throat until it began to bleed. With a jolt she stood up leaving Daniel to fall back against the wall.

After a short moment she began to turn her face away from him.

"I have to leave you now. There are other things in need of my attention", she informed him almost sweetly, though her voice was full of malice.

Good night, little boy. With a devilish grin she blew a kiss into Daniel's direction.

Leaving already? Suddenly it had emerged from his mind, but before he realized what was going on with him, Daniel passed out again.

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Okay, sorry the chapter's that short again. (Reason: Stupid RE test tomorrow, I'll kick the teacher for it.)

And, well, this one has come out more like a little interlude or so. But here's a preview for the upcoming stuff:

I'm still alive, I need your help.

Sam turned over and slid out of bed. She had to tell the others, as quickly as she could. They could not resign now, Daniel's life was still at stake...