The rope binding her hands and feet cut into her flesh everytime she squirmed. She tried to meditate the way Teal'c had shown her, but her mind was too cloudy to do so. Only a few hours earlier, she had been drinking to forget the wretchedness of her relationships. She still couldn't believe that she had been so blind as to think that lying to Jack would fix all their problems. Now, her life was in danger, and she realized that she had just severed ties with everyone who could have helped her to escape.
The tie that her captors had gagged her with was musty and had made her mouth even drier than it had been previously. She hated being captured.
She had arrived home after submitting her resignation and immediately reached for a beer. After two or three of the alcoholic beverages, she could feel herself relaxing. But instead of blocking thoughts of Jack out of her mind, the alcohol became conducive to them. His deep brown eyes, his unruly graying brown hair, his smile that made her weak at the knees…
Just then, she had been zatted. She had awoken in a van- similar to the one that had taken her to the hospital where she had been held captive by Adrian Conrad.
Damn! She hated getting kidnapped!
As far as she could tell, she was being taken to a secret NID testing location. She couldn't let that happen, and she was probably on her own.
She gritted her teeth and tried once more to get out of the cords that bound her. Unfortunately, she continued to fail, unable to free herself.
The van came to a stop and her captors turned around. She was zatted again and the blackness of unconsciousness engulfed her. If anybody can hear me, she tried emitting, find me!
A thousand miles away, Jack O'Neill awoke, sweating. He still loved her, and she needed him. So despite his broken heart, he set out to find the woman that he had come to love and depend on.