A/N

Thank you for the reviews.

I would like to thank Aces, denis, kiwi 4624, Belfey, SG-Fan, Alex, QueenH, Nightshae, dottid, overlored crazyjane XIII, and IntergalacticSmart-ass for their reviews.

I got several that said they wanted a longer chapter, well here it is. I have gotten some reviews saying that they would like some longer chapters and for me to quit asking for reviews. Oh and if you have trouble understanding anything...words ar any ideas that I have put into my stories, then please feel free to e-mail me at stargateluveryahoo-dot-com ( replace -dot- with a period)

Oh and the reason I keep asking for reviews is that I am busy with school and I sort of just pulled this story out of my head and wrote it down. I'm sorry if this story isn't updated as soon as others would like, but as I said earlier, I am busy with school I'm the treasurer for the anime club for my school, I am in our school's Broadcasting Club, German Club, and Acting Club, I have a sick cat to take care of, and on top of all that I still have my video essay for my 5th classof the weekday and art drawings to work on for Anime and my other clubs... I could be working on them, but I decided to write this instead.

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StargateLuver

Ten Years is a Long Time

Chapter 3

"I've heard loved ones leave you in peaces. That little by little you start to forget things about them. But that's not true. You lose them. Everything. Instantly. And suddenly nothing can replace them. Nothing."

- Farscape -

There are times when you feel like you are waiting...just waiting for something to happen and yet you have absolutely no clue if the thing you were waiting for has already passed you by.

Jack had no clue if his former team knew where he was, he had absolutely no clue if there would even be a rescue. And even if there was one, he had no clue how much longer he could stand the torture of working in the mines and of being tortured. It was almost 11 years since he had been on Earth. He could no longer remember what it felt like to bask in the sun. He could barely remember what his tema looked like, hell he had trouble remembering life outside of the mines, not that it mattered. He couldn't even remeber what it felt like to be cold. He had lost all hope of even being rescued.

The temperature in the mines was constantly ranging from 89 F to 109 F. Everyday the miners were given four skins of water and the skins were replaced overy 7 hours. Not that it mattered that each skin had to last almost 2 hours in blistering heat. If they didn't fill their quotas then they worked until they did. No supper, no bath, no if's, and's, or but's. I would know. I couldn't fill my quota more than half the time. They did provide us with more water, but that was usually already hot and didn't help those of us who were forced to stay at all.

When he was allowed to sleep, all he would dream about were faces...lost memories of those he had left behind...those who he could barely remember but was still holding onto for just a little glimmer of hope. Those memories could barely be classified as dreams but more like night terrors.

Tonight he dreamt of the torture. The torture he had recieved when he had tried to escape. That torture had damaged him, not only physically, but mentally. He awoke several times, had remembered the dreams so vividly, he could almost feel every lash of the whip... every punch and kick... every burn of electricity... every cut and bruise they had inflicted almost 6 years ago. But he was ready to try again. He was ready to escape. He wanted to, needed to.

Jack and several others had been planning their escape for several years now. Every route, every guard, every gate had been observed, until they knew exactly what was going to happen. They knew exactly where they were going to go. Jack had been remebering past planets that they could gate to then gate to somewhere else immediately after. That was their plan. To get to the gate, dial the gate, run, kill any guard that tried to follow, and then gate to another world.

All in all it was a superb plan. They had all made sure that they had filled their quotta for the day, they didn't even bother trying to take ant baths so that the dirt and grime would only help them to hide in the night. And so they put their plan into action.

At the SGC

Sam, Daniel and Teal'c were all depressed. They still had not found their CO after almost 11 years. Teal'c had given up hope that he was even alive and that was a surprise, because the Jaffa always had hope. Daniel was starting to seriously doubt if Jack even wanted to come back, given that the last time he got stranded Jack had given up hope of ever going back to Earth. Sam... well Sam decided to keep the front porch light on, just lilke she always has, just in case, by some small miracle Jack was able to get himself home. SG1 was still on active duty though, they stuck toghter, no matter how many replacements were put into the fourth slot on the team, but none were like Jack, and that is who they wanted. They eventually brought in Jack's younger clone, but even that did not help much.

The Asguard, Tollan, and Nox were all searching for Jack in one way or another. Asguard were using their connections with the ancient races of the galaxy, and their technology to scan for their favorite human. The Tollan were searching planets that had no Stargate. The Nox were seeking his spirit, his lifeforce energy, that which made Jack...well...Jack. So far, no one had any idea or clue as to where Jack was but the Nox kept insisting that he was alive, if not close to it. They had narrowed it down to a couple of thousand planets out of almost a quarter of a million in this galaxy alone, they had not thought to search those on the very edge, just those that had the greatest chance of Jack being alive. It was the SGC who had noticed that they had somehow missed searching those on the edge of their galaxy. They used the Stargate for those that had addresses, if they didn't have the addresses, they got those from Teal'c, The Asguard, or the Tollan. Little did any of them know that they were about to meet another lost race from the meeting place where Earnest Littlefield was stranded. (A/N for those of you who dond't know what I'm talking about... you'll have to wait until the next chapter.)