A/N: Okay, i noticed that i didn't quite edit this one the way i was supposed to. i originally had it set like season seven, but before i posted any of it i changed my mind and decided to make it sooner, so i had to change a whole buncha parts and there was one i forgot to do, so i reposted this chapter. thanks for putting up with me lol!

Jack stood in the middle of the Gateroom, still trying to figure out what had happened. Well he knew what had happened but the why of it was what struck him. The Asgard, Thor actually, had helped them out. To the knowledge of the SGC, the planet they'd been sent to wasn't under the Protected Planets Treaty. There was no reason for the Asgard to be there in the first place.

"Colonel O'Neill, can you explain to me what I'm doing here at 0400?" The General's voice was gruff with annoyance. He'd have to be here in another few hours anyway, but that didn't mean he was happy about it. He approached the three members of SG-1 and lead them to the briefing room. Whatever had been urgent enough to call him out of bed was urgent enough to have explained to him before their post mission physicals.

"We were captured, Sir." He felt like a new recruit who had let his guard down. Captured, by a young Goa'uld, one he was sure the System Lords either didn't know about or felt wasn't a threat to their control. "It was the Goa'uld that took over that kid," Jack explained, throwing himself into his usual seat around the briefing table. He knew what this meant. The Goa'uld had somehow found a way off of Earth and was now running free throughout the universe. Their chances of finding Sam again anytime soon were drastically decreasing.

"Colonel, I need to know what exactly are we up against?" Hammond sat forward in his chair at the head of the table, staring the man in the eyes. Jack could feel holes burning through his head. Hammond-in-the-morning wasn't the best of experiences.

"We're not quite sure as to how he escaped the planet as of yet, but he was looking for Major Carter." Jack's eyes fell, and an eerie silence fell over the briefing room. No one wanted to breach the subject of her safety, but it was seriously detrimental at this point. "I... I told him she was dead. After that he ordered his Jaffa to fire on us and the next thing we knew we were here. It looked like the Asgard, but I don't remember being in the ship."

"SG-1 has been missing for a week, Colonel." Hammond sighed. If they weren't even aware at how much time had gone by, this was going to be even harder on them.

"Wow." Classic O'Neill, short, sweet and to the point.

"Can either of you elaborate on Colonel O'Neill's report?" Hammond asked looking between Daniel and Teal'c. Daniel just shook his head, his eyes focused on the heavy oak grains in the table. Teal'c stood unmoving as usual.

"Okay, hit the showers and then to the infirmary." The General turned in his chair to stand when Jack interrupted him.

"Sir?" The confused question coming from his top officer nearly floored the man. "This Goa'uld, he's the one we've been looking for. Shouldn't we get a message to Jacob, let him know he's out there somewhere? Only the six of us know about the letter Carter left me, we need to check this out."

"Granted, I'll tell Simmons to send the message. Go get cleaned up."