A/N: The first few chapters should come pretty quick after each other, but I don't think its going to stay that way the whole time. Thanks for those of you who've decided this is a story worth reading, I hope it lives up to your expectations.

Chapter 2

The sneering Jaffa walked toward the young woman as she tried to scrunch herself up against the wall as much as possible. He carried no staff weapon, but instead a short metal rod with prongs at the end, which he carelessly swung around as he approached her.

"You should count yourself lucky that your god deems you worthy enough not to kill you," The Jaffa said, coming closer. "Yet." The sneer returned as he swung the rod out and struck the woman in the arm. As the rod contacted her body, it sent a jolt of pain through her, shining yellow through her eyes and mouth as she cried out in pain.

The Jaffa stepped away, breaking the rod's contact, and the woman slumped to the floor. He began to walk back to the door of the cell, his fun finished it seemed. Crying out weakly, the young woman lifted her head off the floor and reached out her hand.

"Please, what has happened to the others? We must be together!" she said in a weak but pleading voice. The Jaffa turned back at the door but said nothing. "Are they still alive? Please, we must see to them!" The Jaffa merely stepped through the door to the cell and locked it behind him, his footsteps receding off into the complex.

"No…" the young woman moaned, fearing the worst, as she rested her head back on the cold, hard floor. She soon slipped back into blessed unconsciousness.

Random staff weapon blasts struck trees and brush around the group as SG-1 raced through the woods, trying to lose their Jaffa attackers.

"Y'know, it really is a good thing these guys have no aim whatsoever or we'd be toast." O'Neill said conversationally as they jumped over fallen logs and pushed through undergrowth, throwing back a bit of cover fire every once in a while. "No offense, Teal'c." he added, glancing over at the Jaffa.

"None taken, O'Neill." Teal'c responded, making a few well aimed shots behind them and downing some of their followers.

Panting, Daniel asked, "How long do you think we're going to have to keep ru—ahh!" he was cut off as he suddenly disappeared.

"Daniel?!" O'Neill called out worriedly, before he too fell down the sudden slope, followed much more gracefully by Teal'c.

They found themselves in a ditch, well hidden by the brush that grew over the edges. Looking around, O'Neill found Daniel a little bit away rubbing his leg. He went over to take a look at his wayward archaeologist. "So, Daniel. Had a nice trip?"

"Ha...ha…" Daniel looked up from his leg, straightening his glasses and glaring at O'Neill. "I noticed you decided to join me, though."

"Well, couldn't let you travel alone, now could we?" O'Neill asked with a grin. Daniel just huffed. They both listened as the sounds of the Jaffa came closer and then went past them, receding into the woods. They shared a collective sigh.

"O'Neill. I believe I have found something over here." Teal'c called over to them from further down the ditch. O'Neill helped Daniel to his feet and they both went over to see what Teal'c had found.

"Whatcha got, Teal'c?" O'Neill asked, brushing dried leaves off himself as he came up beside the Jaffa. Following the other man's gaze downward, he noticed something odd. "Ookay, that doesn't look natural."

Daniel shuffled up behind him, looking back and forth at his surroundings. "So what's…ohh." He looked down at the sight that had caught the others' eyes. Two strange growths of bright green vines were situated right next to each other, the only green growth in the ditch amid all the dead leaves. "Is it just me, or do those look like…"

"Indeed they do, Daniel Jackson." Teal'c responded as Daniel trailed off without finishing his sentence. O'Neill gave him a look.

"Oh, well I was about to say they looked like grave mounds." Daniel finished off, pulling his glasses off, cleaning them, and slipping them back on his face.

"I came to the same conclusion, Daniel Jackson. That is why I called your attention to them." Teal'c said as he and O'Neill watched Daniel approach the two mounds. Crouching down, Daniel reached out to touch one.

"Wait! Don't touch that!" O'Neill blurt out. "What if it's the intergalactic version of poison ivy?" Teal'c looked over at him, a curious look on his face.

"C'mon, Jack." Daniel said, reaching out to touch the vine's leaves. "It's not like we haven't just ran through who knows how many different species of plant growth on our way here, any one of which could have the same effect." Jack reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Reaching out, Daniel brushed aside some of the vine's leaves, hoping to find the dirt mound that would confirm that this was some type of grave. But instead, his hand contacted with something cold and soft, that felt nothing like dirt. He jerked back in surprise.

"What is it, Daniel?" Jack asked, stepping forward protectively.

"I dunno," Daniel said in a bit of a daze. "I think I just touched a…" He reached back in and brushed the leaves aside to make sure. "Yes, I was right. I just touched a hand."

"Oh, well then, in that case…Wait! A hand? What the hell is a hand doing sitting there?" Jack burst out, finally processing what Daniel had said. He noticed Daniel had begun frantically searching through the viny growth all along the grave-like mound. "Daniel?"

"Oh my god…" Daniel twisted around to look back at the other two. "Jack, there's a person in here, a whole person. I wouldn't be surprised if the other mound is the same." He turned back, looking closer at the body. "Its not decomposed or anything, so it must have been put here recently. But then how could all this vegetation have grown over it so quickly?" Suddenly he froze.

"Daniel?" Jack said, apprehensively.

Daniel turned back to face Jack. "The plant is growing out through his skin, Jack."