Author: Nym Washi

Summary: A planet holds possibilities SG-1 never imagined, but what happens when they screw it up?

Season: Seven, prior to Space Race.

Spoilers: Anything up to mid Season Seven

Rating: PG

Pairings: Nothing other than show-scripted canon

Archive: Please ask me first

Disclaimer: Do you think I'd work for Myer if I owned it?

Daniel gazed silently through the bars of his cell and out into the darkened corridor. Jack hadn't spoken a word since they had seen Teal'c and Sam shot at the Stargate, neither had Daniel for that matter once he had yelled at the Governor. He supposed, no, he knew they were in shock. He just couldn't seem to bring himself to do much about it, he was cold and he felt empty. There just didn't seem to be much point, and he was fairly sure Jack either felt the same or was slowly ticking over in his head a plan to kill every living thing that had anything to do with the murder of Sam and Teal'c.

Teal'c's eyes snapped open and he gazed into the masked face of an alien standing over him. Judging by the surprise in their eyes he either wasn't meant to be awake, or alive. Quickly glancing down he realised why he was experiencing a draft, he was lying on a table covered with only a sheet. Teal'c took down the individual standing over him with a smack and a thud. Hearing a door open and close he realised that obviously the alien had not been working alone. He swung himself down off the table and retrieved his clothes from across the room. As he dressed he scanned the room and it suddenly dawned on him what had likely been going on.

Teal'c remembered coming through the Stargate, he remembered the searing pain from the weapons fire and he remembered not being able to even blink as he slipped unconscious. In all likelihood the weapons had indeed been designed to kill, but like many things on the strange planet they had an opposing effect on him and his teammates. They had been about to perform an autopsy on him. As he finished tying his shoes Teal'c had another, sinking thought. Major Carter had come through the gate with him and she had also been shot.

Sam struggled to keep the arm with the scalpel in it away from her exposed flesh. She had woken on a table covered with a sheet and two being looming over her, she initially thought she was back at the SGC but that though was quickly debunked when she got a look at the faces of the things over her. Kicking out with her leg she struck the one that was trying to hold down her lower half. She pushed the second that was near her head with the scalpel but couldn't get them far enough away from her to lever herself up.

Hearing a crash she swivelled her head to the left to see Teal'c crash into the alien she'd kicked, it was really no match and Teal'c was soon pulling the other alien off her and throwing it into a wall. It certainly lack finesse but was nonetheless effective.

"Major Carter, you are injured." Teal'c reappeared at Sam's side and brought her out of her daze. She glanced to her should where he was looking and saw blood oozing from a deep cut. It was starting to sting, quite quickly and rather fiercely.

"Oh." Was all she could muster before she tried to stem the flow with her hand. Teal'c gently pushed it away and tore a piece of the sheet Sam was covered in to tie around the cut. It was fairly poor first aid but it would do. Teal'c crossed the room and picked up her clothes folded in a pile like his had been and handed them to her. Sam looked at them but didn't move.

Major Carter." Teal'c said softly, realising that the cut on her shoulder was probably what had woken her. Being smaller than himself she probably would have felt the effects of the weapons more readily, the though of being woken by some one cutting into his flesh made even the ex-Jaffa's skin crawl.

"Samantha." He said again. "You must get dressed so that we can find O'Neill and Daniel Jackson." She nodded and took a deep breath before sliding off the table.

"Uh, Teal'c? Do you think maybe you can wait outside?" He nodded and walked out the door leaving it open just a crack in case there was a problem. When Sam joined him in the corridor moments later she looked better, she had obviously been upset but like any trained warrior she had put it aside until she could deal with it properly.

"Teal'c I've had just about enough of this planet, what do ya say we find the Colonel and Daniel and get the hell outta dodge?" She asked.

"That would seem the most sensible course of action Major Carter."

More soon people!

Note: After certain comments were made I stopped writing this story. But I love this story, immensely so. There are individuals who need to remember that the universe in which Stargate takes place is fantasy. There is nothing anymore unbelievable in my story than there is in Stargate, like maybe an alien spaceship transporting an astroid from one side of the Earth to the other.

Add to this the incredible nature of the human being, we continually defeat the odds and push boundaries. People can hold the breath underwater for over 8 minutes without brain damage, mountaineers climb to the highest peaks without oxygen and survive and men are found entombed underground alive and well after five days with no food or water.

This is my story and I like it, I researched it and felt it was no more implausible than anything the creators of Stargate have thrown at us. I hope those who like it will keep reading and those who have an issue leave me in peace.