Spoilers: Forever in a Day (blink and you'll miss it), tiny ones for Tenth Commandment and Singularity,

I should have added that this story takes place just before Forever in a Day, do Daniel doesn't know that Sha're is dead yet.

I apologize for spelling errors, especially in the last chap. I was rereading to get started on this one and was kicking myself for my spelling mistakes. I promise I'll try harder this time to find and fix my spelling. Don't blame it entirely on me, I don't have Microsoft Word and am greatly suffering.

Please, review. I'm a person who likes to see people's opinions of my work, whether opinions are good or bad.

Also, I raised the rating for suggestive themes and mild language.

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Nine Months Later:

Sam cleared her throat loudly. The people of the village Sam and Daniel finally settled down with a few weeks ago were just as sexist as the Shavadi, if not worse. No matter where they had gone on this half of the planet, the people had never heard of nor seen the gate, and to Sam's ultimate annoyance, never gave her more than a millisecond's worth of a glance. She was presently trying to work her way through the crowd of people to meet Daniel in the front. The man in front of her spared her a quick look before turning back to whatever everyone else was looking at.

Every month, the people of the Calaxam village would hold a festival of some sort. Both Sam and Daniel were still trying to figure out what the festivities would be.

Every month, they also had to worry about the fact that Sam might be "given" to any male of the village. It didn't help that Sam was very attractive by both Calaxam standards and Earth standards. Sam was considering asking Daniel to be her "husband" just to stop anyone from taking her as theirs, but she decided that that was too unfair to Daniel.

They would have moved to a different village by now, except this was actually the most decent and fair they had found.

Daniel seemed to be adjusting fine, but then, he was raised in this kind of environment; he hadn't said much about his childhood, especially not since the gamekeeper, but Sam learned that the Amazonian-like planet was one place that was similar to an Earth place Daniel lived in before Egypt and later again the U.S. It was Sam that was having the worst time adjusting. She wasn't used to being treated like yesterday's trash and at first, wanted to kick the crap out of every man who showed her disrespect. It also didn't help that she was supposed to be submissive to every man's every whim unless she was married. One of the laws was that any man could order and single woman around like she was his. When Sam heard about that, she was so pissed off that Daniel had to take her into the forest to cool off.

Since then, she had tried to curb her temper but it wasn't easy.

"Excuse me," she said, her tone borderlining on rude. By this time she care because these people's sexist attitude was rubing her last nerve the wrong way.

The man turned to her and grabbed her shoulders. He shook her roughly. "You dare speak to me, mujer? By now I would have thought that even a foreign woman would have gotten our laws through her thick skull."

Sam knew he was goading her and it was working, but she rufused to be the first to strike if it came to that. If she struck first, she would be beaten for disrespecting a man. She didn't like all of the laws but that didn't mean she was stupid. 'Then again,' she thought, as he raised his hand to slap her, 'maybe he isn't trying to goad me.'

She caught his arm easily as it swung down. A couple of women gasped when she did this. 'Probably because I dared to touch him to stop him from properly punishing me,' thought Sam angrily.

"You arrogant b--" began the man furiously.

"Sam!"

'Thank God,' thought Sam. Daniel had made his way through the crowd in time to stop the situation from escalating.

Daniel put his arm around her and steered her away from the crowd. "It's just a wedding ceremony," he murmured into her ear.

"Oh," said Sam. She really didn't want to attend now. She didn't know what else she was going to do, because she was not going to back to her place in one of the two huts designed for the single women. It was times like this that she envyed Daniel. He had his own hut. This only made the temptation to ask for him to marry her even greater, but she reminded herself that it wasn't fair and that he didn't have similar feelings.

Sam just dismissed these feelings as lust because she hadn't been in bed with a guy since she was engaged to Jonas. He would have fit in with this society.

Her mind went back to the argument with the man, Kaluck, if she remembered correctly. She smirked. If he really thought she was a bitch, then she couldn't be too insulted. Most female dogs were nice anyway.

Daniel noticed her seemingly arupt change in attitude. "What?" he asked playfully.

"I was just thinking that since most female dogs are actually nice, then Kaluck calling me a 'bitch' was actually more of a complement in some ways," replied Sam, catching Daniel's playful mood.

He snorted in response. "He's just an arrogant bastard that, like all the other men in the village, doesn't know how to treat a woman with respect," he said. Suddenly, he had an idea. He knew Sam was ticklish and his hand was on her shoulder, near a particularly sensitive spot. He let his hand slide down her shoulder slightly then attacked.

Sam gave a startled sqeak and began laughing as she turned toward him to ward him off. "Stop! Daniel, stop!" she gasped. Then she managed to turn and began to tickle him back. "Hey!" he said as indignantly as one could whilst laughing. "That's not fair!"

"Oh, and you were being fair," retorted Sam.

The "battle" had wandered back toward the outskirts of Calax, where the living huts were (the trading huts were located towards the center). This also meant that debris would be left in the paths nearest to the huts.

Sam and Daniel were so distracted that they didn't notice that Daniel was backing toward a garden rake. One foot made it over but the second one hit it. The unexpected impact knocked Daniel off-balance. Instinctively, Daniel grabbed for something nearby to stablize himself. Unfortunately, that something was Sam, and she, too, was pulled down with him.

He landed on his back and she landed on top of him. It took them both a moment to realize their faces were centimeters away from each other.

When Sam became aware of her position, she flushed brilliantly.

"Uh," she managed to say. 'Uh? What the hell was that?

"S-sorry," said Daniel, still winded.

"It's okay," said Sam. 'At least that's better than "uh".'

"Uh, S-Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"C-can you get up-up now?"

"Oh, right," said Sam, now blushing furiously. She wouldn't have been nearly as embarrassed if her clothes hadn't been so revealng. She quickly got up and offered Daniel her hand.

Another rule that Sam was angry with was all single women had to wear skimpy skirts and very revealing tops to make themselves "more attractive". As soon as the wedding was over, the new wife would wear modest clothing to prevent her from being "claimed" by another guy.

On second thought, Sam's hut was beginning to look like a good place to go. At least the people who thought up the laws were considerate enough to make it so that no men were allowed in the single women's huts.

She quickly walked back to her hut and sat down on her mat.

'Okay,' she thought, 'That should not have made me feel like that.'

Her emotions that she had been feeling made her reconsider her earlier thoughts about just feeling lust. The first year that she had known Daniel, she had to admit she had a crush on Daniel. It scared her; she had never felt this way, not even with Jonas. By then though, they'd lost hope of finding Sha're unchanged by her experience as Ammonet. After Jonas and his over0protectiveness and abuse, Sam had lost her confidence in choosing men. She knew that Daniel was a really nice guy, but the revelation about Sha're actually gabe Sam a chance with him. It was then that she set her sights on Jack. They couldn't be together because of regs and and someone asked her out, she was technically taken. He was just a safe bet. But she had never seen Daniel that way, had she?

She slammed her fist on the soft blanket. Why did she have to be so disconnected with her feelings, especially now when she was probably considered MIA, if not KIA and no longer had to worry about emotional attachment like with Cassie? Truthfully, she had never stopped crushing on Daniel, and just found a way to avoid confronting it; as a result, she didn't have to admit she liked him more than she should be allowed.

'Great, I'm in love with my best friend,' she thought despairingly.

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Daniel just stood rooted in place after Sam took off, appearing not to hear him calling her back. Part of him wanted to go and stop her, to kiss her and tell her she shouldn't be embarrassed. The other part was to afraid she would smack him hard for following through, screw the planet's laws.

He was too afraid to admit to himself that he liked the situation way more than he should have. It was horrible to have thoughts like that about his best friend and it was betraying Sha're.

His other side pointed out that seeing home, let alone Sha're, again were very slim. The problem was he didn't want Sam to know for fear of jepordizing their friendship.

Daniel finally decided that the smart thing to do was return to his hut instead of looking like a lost idiot.

He grabbed something Sam had cooked up (more or less a choco-walnut cookie) and began rethinking something Camaxtli had said that had bothered him. Mostly because it was a god of war that suggested it. It was nothing big, but enough to catch his attention.

-Flashback-

"So, Daniel. You got any idea which Goa-uldie those Jaffa worship?" asked Jack.

"No, Jack, I don't," replied Daniel for what seemed like the hundredth time.

Jack tried a different victim. "Carter, any way you can find that we can get out?"

"No, sir," replied in her you're-annoying-me-sir-but-I-can't-say-anything-because-you're-my-superior-officer tone, but even his unending boredom had gotten to her so her words had a sharper edge than she intended.

"Hey, don't get snappy, now," said Jack. "I just want out of this hellhole."

"We know, Jack," replied Daniel calmly. "We all want out."

'Oh great,' thought Daniel as they heard the metalic sound of approaching Jaffa warriiors.

"What?!" whined Jack. "I wasn't expecting them for at least another fifteen minutes!" He checked his wrist for the non-existant watch and tapped it. "Must be getting slow," he muttered.

The cell door opened and three armed Jaffa entered.

"You two," he said, pointing to Daniel and Sam. Daniel noticed that he spoke in a Goa'uldishly bastardized Spanish dialect. He knew that Sam probably understood since she knew some French and Spanish, but the other two might have some trouble.

"Uh, no, I think not," said Jack, correctly interpreting the gesture.

"We'll be fine," Daniel reassured Jack.

Jack pursed his lips but said nothing, which for him was highly unusual.

Daniel and Sam were escorted non-too-gently to where he supposed the "god" was located.

As predicted, they entered an elaborate room moments later and were forced to "kneel before their god".

"Welcome doctors of SG-1," their host greeted in perfect English. Daniel wanted to snort in amusement but judged it unwise and remained silent. The Goa'uld continued, "My name is Camaxtli, and I suppose you are woundering why I had you brought before me."

"Not really," said Daniel in an excellent Jack impression.

Camaxtli's eyes glowed and his first prime kicked Daniel in the side. Daniel hissed in pain. "Insolent goddless cur! I have heard rumors of your team's accomplishments and defiance to your true gods. I have loyal sources on most System Lords' planets, much as your Tok'ra." This last part was directed at Sam. Whatever his intent had been, Sam seemed unphased, except perhaps gazed more intently seeing as this particular Goa'uld was a bit more eager than most to share intel.

Camaxtli was silent for a moment before continuing. "I have the brilliant half of SG-1." Both Daniel and Sam ignored the veiled insult to their friends. "If my idea goes as planned, SG-1 will be efficiently divided and one of my most lowly populated planets will get two more donars."

Not giving them time to ponder his parting phrase, Camaxtli waved to his first prime to take the younger half of the team and within fifteen minutes, they were placed in a holding cell aboard a teltak.

"What do you think Camaxtli meantby his last statement?" Sam asked quietly.

"If I had to wager a guess, he wants us to 'mingle' with the locals. Who knows how long they've been on that planet. They might be in danger of inbreeding, which, if the culture is of the same origin as its 'god', then it might be," replied Daniel.

"So Camaxtli is from Earth...in a manner of speaking?" asked Sam. "I'm assuming so because it sounded like his Jaffa were speaking Spanish...sort of."

"Sort of," agreed Daniel, "since Camaxtli was the Aztec god of war and the hunt. As you know, I'm specialize in Egyptology, so I'm not as familiar with the Aztec culture. My parents actually lived in Guatamala for a couple of month so I know more about Mayans than Aztecs."

Sam looked as if she was trying to think of a reply, but didn't. Instead, she glanced around the cell. "Looks like there's no way out of this one either," she commented dryly.

Daniel didn't see anything either. He hoped that there would be a gate near their drop-off point.

An eternity seemed to stretch by as seconds blended into minutes which blended into hours and into days. They had taken to just sitting around, eating and drinking what was given, and speaking when needed, even if it was only in monosyllables.

Finally the ship began to descend and eventually land.

"Yes!" said Sam hoarsely, reminding Daniel of Jack.

It occured to him that they hadn't talked about how they would escape or convince General Hammond to even come back and look forJack and Teal'c.

As if reading his mind, Sam said, "We go to the gate, then we'll go back to the SGC and dial back to Camaxtli's home planet."

"What about GDOs?" asked Daniel.

"We can dial an ally first, and then go home from there," Sam promptly replied. Her eyes were alight with determination Daniel hadn't seemed for what seemed like years.

Daniel's heart lifted.

Then the sound of heavy footsteps announced the arrival of the Jaffa. Daniel and Sam had long-since given up trying to convince them that Camaxtli was a false god.

"Come on, get up," ordered the leader.

The two scientists stiffly obeyed and were led outside, sheilding their eyes. After so long in dim light,the sun was painfully blinding.

When his eyes adjusted, Daniel's heart dropped to his feet. The ship had (probably intentionally) been landed on a tall hill that overlooked a canopy of dark green forestry as far as the eye could see in all directions. No cleared area that symbolized the gate's location could be seen.

"There is a village about five miles that way." The Jaffa pointed in the opposite direction from the setting sun. He added with a smirk, "I'd hurry. It'll be dark soon and there's no telling what's roaming here."

With that, he and the two other Jaffa that had followed them out and went back into the teltak, leaving Daniel and Sam syairing despairingly at the sea of green.

"We'd better start moving," said Daniel. "Like he said, we don't know what's out there, so we'd better be safe than sorry."

Sam nodded and together they set off down the hill in the direction their former captor had pointed.

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For anyone who was looking forward to reading about Jack or Earth in this chapter rest assured, most of next chapter will be Earth-based.