Chapter 11
After untangling themselves, SG-1 proceeded to attack the Jaffa in their presence. Sam did the best, giving all attackers a kick in the nuts. While the other members of her team battled with the enemy, she was quite at ease, getting rid of the small number of Jaffa dumb enough to pick on her.
O'Neill, however, was not doing so well. His attacker, who was not as dumb as he seemed, had got his hands around his neck and was yelling in his face. Teal'c and Daniel had problems of their own, so Sam came over and dealt with the rat bastard strangling her CO.
Daniel desperately tried to punch his geezer, but was unsuccessful.
"Lemme punch you!" yelled Daniel for no reason.
"I AM MISSING MY PROGRAM BECAUSE OF YOU!" screamed the Jaffa right back, in a clear rage.For a heartbeat, Daniel wondered what was so great aboutDeal or No Deal anyway beforethe Jaffamanaged to grab the archaeologist around the neck, as his friend had done O'Neill. It seemed to be a common tactic. Daniel struggled in the Jaffa's grasp until the Jaffa said something. Daniel collapsed, the Jaffa's hands still around his neck.
Teal'c had gained the upper hand of his battle (thanks to the nut-kickin' Sam) saw this happening.
"DanielJackson!" he yelled, running to where his friend was. His calling drew the attention of O'Neill and Sam. They too ran over, booting the remaining persons from their cell and moving to Daniel's side.
"Daniel," Sam whispered as she knelt down beside him. "Are you OK?" He stirred and sat up.
"A bit short of breath," he said, looking at his concerned friends. O'Neill frowned.
"I thought you took a knock to the head!" he said.
Daniel shook his head. "No, but his breath was really bad."
Sam glanced at Teal'c and Teal'c at O'Neill.
Daniel stared at them. "What!"
The next chapter will be better.