A/N: Wow! Three updates in one day! Yeah, don't get used to it ;-p. But, it just so happens that I actually received a review for my last chapter, and I got so inspired that I just HAD to post another chapter. If only so that I can respond to that review:

A mr (or mrs) # pointed out to me that a zat doesn't make wounds. Now I believe he (or she) is referring to the fact that Sam was wounded after she got hit by a energy-bolt.
It was actually never specified what weapon was used, which should lead you to conclude that it was in fact a staff-weapon, since zat's (I agree) do not leave visible damage.
And also, Mr Logan Evans' jacket was treated with a specially develloped spray (as stated in chapter 4, I believe) with property's of a Kull-warrior's armor (which, you know, can take pretty much anything). You gotta love those scientists, the things they can come up with...
But, effectively, that freaking piece of jacket should indeed reduce the damage of the zat-blast, or else it wouldn't be functioning properly... So you can't blame the jacket for doing it's job.

But I appreciate ever review I recieve, especially those which encourage me to improve! Also, I try to make sentences and dialogue and everything as understandable as posible, but hey, understandable isn't something the people I know associate with me;-p.
So again, I appreciate every tip and advice I can get (pollyped, has it improved?).

Ok, so let's get on...

Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate SG-1.

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Chapter 12

- P3X-747

Logan sped through the bushes, making as little noise as he could.
The darkness set in quickly, and with it came the cold. But his mind was only on finding the Jaffa-base, and get back to Sam.
He was now following the traces the Jaffa had left behind.
To his surprise, it didn't take him long to find out where they had come from.
He was crouched on the edge of the ravine, and looked at the startling sight below him.

'Holy shit...'

On a huge, open, sandy plain stood a Goa'uld Ha'tak and five Al'kesh. Logan knew Goa'uld-ships inside-out, he had been required to read-up and view schematics of them extensively.
He also saw a squadron of Death Gliders standing by, and troups of Jaffa walking around, lighting fires.

'This is not good…' He said to himself.

He got to his feet and quickly went back to Sam.

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After his hike back to the place where he had left the Major, he didn't find her there.
He fleetingly thought he had mistaken the location, but after closer inspection, he found his jacket and empty Glock on the ground, by the tree Sam had been lying against.
There were signs of struggle, but Sam was no where to be seen.
Hoping she had only been taken prisoner, Logan got back to edge of the ravine, and sought his way down.

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'Alright, how the hell am I going to do this?' He asked himself.

He was hiding behind some bushes, very near to the squadron of Death Gliders. Luckily, there were no Jaffa around.
He had just seen a patrol bring Sam into the Ha'tak. Two had been carrying her, but he couldn't tell if she was merely unconscious or dead.
He needed to get inside that ship, get Sam out, and get away from the scene without being detected.
It was mad.
But there were no guards. In the dark, he might be able to reach the ship without being seen…
The moment he wanted to make a run for it, a group of Jaffa came out of the ship. They were joined by another group from outside, and went into the forest.
Thanking Lady Luck, Logan waited a while, and another group of Jaffa came out of the ship. They too went into the forest. Logan figured they were looking for him.
A good thing, which he might be able to use to his advantage.
He came out from behind the bushes, went around the closest fire, and reached the ship without being noticed.
He stood by and listened. He didn't hear anyone approaching, so he went inside.

The ship seemed empty. Logan moved around uncertainly. It was one thing to look over schematics behind a desk, and another to walk around in a ship trying to save someone.
But he thought he had a fairly good idea about where they'd taken Sam.

There should be holding cells somewhere on this deck.

Suddenly, Logan heard talking, and he ducked behind a bulkhead.

'Jaffa! Kree!'

Two Jaffa were standing opposite each other, one giving orders.
The other Jaffa said something in return.
Next, the two Jaffa started to argue with each other.

I'm really gonna have to learn that language. Logan thought. He only knew a few words Daniel had thought him.

After a while, he was able to resume his search.
It didn't take him long to locate the holding cells.
He saw Sam in her cell. Her hands were bound together over her head, and chained to the ceiling.
She looked tired, but alive.
There was one guard standing in front of her cell.
Hoping there were no other Jaffa around, Logan decided to try something.

'Jaffa, Kree!' He yelled, in a heavy voice.

The guard looked up, but didn't see anyone. He decided to walk towards the sound.

'Mok tal!' The guard called.

He passed Logan, who quickly used the foot of his staffweapon to knock the Jaffa out.
Logan dragged the body out of the way, took his zat, and waited for more of them to come running.
None did, so he quickly went to the holding cell.

'Sam!' He called, whispering.
'Logan?'
'Do you know how many there are?' Logan asked, looking around.
'Not a whole lot. I think most of them are outside.'
'Alright. Let's get you out of here.'

Logan fired the staffweapon to break the lock, and stepped inside the cell.

'How's it hanging, Major?' He asked.

He saw she was alright. She only had a small cut on her cheek.

'Very funny, sir.'

Logan looked to see how she was chained. She was hanging on a hook. He had to lift her off to get her down.

'Alright, Sam, watch the leg.' He said as he wrapped his arms around her body.

He lifted her off the chain.

'Here.' He took off his jacket and gave it to her. He also handed her the dead guard's zat.

Then, he took her in his arms because she couldn't walk. Sam wrapped one arm around his neck, and took the zat in the other.

'Alright, let's go.'

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He carried her al the way to the entrance without meeting any Jaffa.
They were about to exit the ship, when a voice behind them called:

'Nok! Kree, shel norak!'

'Don't look back.' Sam whispered. As she fired the zat, energy-blasts started soaring past them.

As soon as they got outside, Logan dove to the right.

'There's no way we'll make it out now.' Sam called.

Jaffa-soldiers were coming towards them from all sides.

'We have to try.'

Logan ran for the forest as Sam fired the zat at the enemy behind them.
Suddenly, Logan stopped.

'What are you doing?' Sam yelled, as the weapons-fire missed them by a thread.
'New plan'. Logan said.

He headed towards the squadron of Death Gliders, which were closer.
The Jaffa weren't close enough to stop them, and he put Sam into the co-pilot's chair, before he took the seat in front of her.
Energy-blasts were now hitting the Death Glider.

'This is not a good idea.' Sam said as the hood closed.
'Do you even know how to fly this thing?'
'How hard could it be...' Logan answered.

The craft got hit more and more, as Logan tried to figure out how to pilot it.
Finally, he got it to move, and pretty soon it left the ground, shooting up the sky.
When they were high enough not to get hit, Logan focussed on getting the thing to Largos.
Meanwhile, Sam was pressing buttons behind him.

'What are you doing?' He asked.
'These Gliders have homing-devices. I might be able to shut this one's down.'

Logan took his attention to the controls again.

'Alright, get comfortable.'
'There. I think I've disabled the beacon.'
'Good. Because it won't take us long to reach the village…'