Well I started typing out the next chapter but then an idea sprung into my head. Just to let you know it will involve pain and you will find out what it was about with the first chapter. So let's get started
The sun had set a little over an hour ago and it was now completely dark except for the faint torch lights of the Goa'uld. Jack sat crouched in the bushes cradling Sam and watching for the signal. It seemed like an hour went by before he saw sparks and heard yelling and saw the Goa'uld jump into action. He pushed Daniel into the clearing and quickly followed him with Teal'c on his heels. He saw the faint outline of SG-3 making their way to the gate. Or at least he thought it was them. He then saw more dark figures quickly approaching the gate. Then he knew it they were toast.
"Retreat" he yelled at Daniel but it was too late.
Daniel had collapsed onto the ground and lay there lifeless. Jack surrendered as the Goa'uld surrounded him, Sam, and Teal'c. They grabbed Sam and Daniel and dragged them off and pushed Teal'c and him towards the pyramid. They were doomed that he knew.
He was not surprised when they were thrown into a cell along with SG-3. The only thing that worried him was the fact that Sam and Daniel weren't there. His worry continued to grow as time went by. They were individually taken and spoken to and then thrown back into the cell. They were given very little food. Soon they were week from hungry and restless from being caged up.
Jack knew what a caged animal must feel like because he certainly felt like one right now. He knew in his mind that there was no way that they were getting out but yet he could not help looking around for a way to escape.
After hours maybe even days of pacing he finally gave into sleep. Although it was very mild he still slept and felt somewhat better when he woke up at least until he noticed he was alone. As if things could get any worse. Maybe he shouldn't think about the fact that he was strapped to a table in the middle of a room. Not to mention the room was filled with a bunch of stuff he knew would cause him more harm than good. There were also a couple of Goa'uld standing in the room and preparing a bunch of stuff for who knows what but he could only imagine the horrors and the pain that it would inflict upon him.
Now he thought back to the others wondering what was happening to them. He hoped that they were in a better situation that he was and by better he meant no strapped to a table.
Sam became slowly aware of herself laying on a hard surface. She slowly opened her eyes to a blinding light. She was aware of the hunger that clenched at her stomach. Her ankle throbbed to the same beat as her head as she slowly tried to sit up. Her body protested as she became dizzy and was forced to lie back down. She soon heard the sound of footsteps and felt someone touching her. She felt herself being moved so she laid flat on her back. Her arms and legs were restrained. It didn't take her long to realize that she wasn't in the infirmary. The way she was handled was rough and the person gave no notice at all to her complaints. She felt something cold rub up against her head and stay there. She soon heard footsteps retreating from the room. It was a while before she heard them return again but this time there was something else to. It stopped next to her. She felt a hand touch hers and gently squeeze her hand. She felt like she knew it. It was rough but gentle and it was strong and bigger than hers. Some how it made her feel better. Again she tried to open her eyes was not blinded by a light but found it to be dark. She looked over at her side and her breath caught in her throat.
"Colonel?" she asked as she looked into his eyes. "What happened?" she asked as she looked upon the horrors of his face.
"Goa'uld." Was all he could say.
She looked at him and felt like crying. His face was all bloody his nose was broken. His arm she noticed was covered in cuts and scrapes and the skin around his wrists was rubbed raw. She knew not what had happened to cause this but knew it had not been good. She now worried about herself and what would happen to her. For that one single word that had been spoken told all. She now thought of the others and wondered if they were to suffer the same as them or had they gotten away. She only wished to know but knew she better not ask. She could only wait until the time came where they were rescued or killed.
Hoped you liked it. Sorry again if it's sketchy and if you think its short well for me to think it up as I went its pretty good. Look for the next chapter next week.