"No, Teal'c, you're going the wrong way!" Daniel tried desperately to inform his friend. "Sam went this way."
Teal'c swung his staff weapon at Daniel who ducked just enough to feel the whoosh of air over his head. Frustrated Daniel ran off in the direction of Qetesh's scent convinced that she'd taken Sam. As he ran he noticed a spicy scent in the air, almost like ginger.
When he finally found Qetesh and Sam he discovered that the ginger scent was the smell of fear, Sam's. She was trying the same trick that Daniel had to get away from the jackal. However she hadn't made it all the way up into the tree in time. Qetesh had her strong jaws clamped down on her pant leg and was trying to pull her off the lower branch.
"Let her go!" Daniel growled.
Qetesh glanced at Daniel without releasing her grip. Her eyes flashed white once more as she jerked on her captive harder. Sam finally lost her grip and tumbled out of the tree. She landed on her back and Qetesh was on top of her in flash. The jackal put her toothy jaw gently on Sam's neck and rolled her emerald eyes back.
"No!" Daniel cried as he suddenly realized what Qetesh was doing.
Daniel threw himself at Qetesh and managed to knock her off of Sam before she was able to transfer hosts. He drove them both into the dirt in a tangle of limbs and tails. Qetesh screamed in fury and started to twist and kick. Getting to his feet first Daniel was able to pin Qetesh down.
"Natic! Maro!" Qetesh cried. "Help me!"
"Your servants are dead." Daniel snapped.
Qetesh's bright eyes widened in fear. Daniel could feel her delicate body start to shiver beneath his weight. Fearing he may lose his resolve to kill the Goa'uld Daniel put his teeth on Qetesh's throat. He was hoping to kill her with a single and quick crushing bite.
"Narium hastie asht ma huun estra, narium hastie asht..."
Daniel froze. Qetesh was whimpering an Ancient Egyptian prayer of Mercy. Her voice had suddenly become so small that he knew this must be the Host. Daniel knew it was trick, he knew Qetesh was just groveling for her life, more importantly he knew that she was too dangerous to be left alive.
Knowing all of this Daniel still could not bring himself to murder the innocent creature in his jaws.
"I knew you were not a cold-blooded murder, Fox." Qetesh's hard Goa'uld voice chuckled darkly. "Release me and I swear to go deep into the forest and not return."
Daniel kept his light grip on Qetesh's throat, not knowing what to do.
"Please," Qetesh whispered "you've already killed my servants, and my daughter. Spare me..."
Daniel sighed. He slowly released his captive. Qetesh didn't even wait to stand up. With lightning reflexes she lunged up and snapped her jaws down on Daniel's shoulder.
Daniel cried out in pain as she sunk her teeth deep into his flesh. He tried to back away, but Qetesh held fast. The only part of Qetesh's body available to his teeth was her rib cage. Desperate Daniel started to try and bit her back.
An instinct that Daniel didn't even know he had screamed out a sudden warning. If he tried to attack Qetesh she would have sudden open access to his throat. She would have him in a lethal hold and he'd have a mouthful of her skin.
Qetesh started to shake her head back and forth sending a hot lance of pain up through Daniel's heavily bleeding shoulder. If he couldn't get her off soon she'd rip the whole muscle from the bone and he'd simpy bleed to death.
"Sam! Help me!" Daniel cried desperately. "Please, help me! Sam!"
Qetesh clamped down harder and pushed her sharp teeth into bone. Daniel weld his eyes shut and concentrated on not passing out. There was a sudden sickening crunching sound that Daniel feared was one of his bones breaking. He expected Qetesh to finally be able to rip a hole in his shoulder, however, her grip slackened.
Oddly Daniel found the unexpected release far more painful than Qetesh's crushing hold. His adrenaline finally failed him and he slipped gratefully into unconsciousness.