Well, here's the next chapter. I hope you enjoy this one as much as, or more than, the last chapter. I don't own any of the SG-1 characters, and I didn't create them, then sell them. So if there's something wrong with them, it's not my fault. It's Chuck Norris's. No, I'm kidding. Chuck Norris rocks. Here you go:0D

Chapter 5

Sha'kura strutted into the 'dungeon' of the ship and over to Mitchell's cell. "Your time has come, Colonel. The entire village knows what you have done, and they know that your death will occur in very few moments. I have even invited a few of them to come watch. Entertainment is hard to find in these parts of the galaxy, as you well know, and it seems that this just might raise their spirits."

"Have fun with it while you can," Mitchell said. "You might get away with killing me, but you won't get away with killing and enslaving millions of people across the galaxy. Just thought you should know that. Watch your back."

Sha'kura was about to open the cell when Garune entered the dungeon.

"Sir, our vessels are being attacked," Garune told Sha'kura.

"What do you mean by this?" Sha'kura asked, standing up from his seat.

"It is taking fire, Sir. Two have already been destroyed, and we have just received a message from the third. Should we pull out, Sir?" asked Garune.

Sha'kura said nothing for a moment as he thought over his options, then broke the silence. "Pull the troops out. We will leave at noon tomorrow."

Garune bowed, then said, "What shall become of the prisoner?" as he glanced over at Mitchell.

"Ah, I he will be punished, but I will have to reschedule our little session," said Sha'kura, with a small smile.

"Very well, Sir," said Garune.

Cameron stood up to face Sha'kura through the bars. They glared at each other for a few moments, then Sha'kura spoke. "Your death, unfortunately, has been post-poned. We will be leaving late tomorrow, then you will be dealt with accordingly. Do not think we have forgotten," he spat out, then left Cameron to the darkness.

Ten minutes earlier...

"Our troops are almost ready. Ametuers. Were you breifed on what to do?" asked Landry.

"We were," Teal'c said.

"Good. So, you get in there and out of there as fast as you can. You got your C-4 and all?" asked Landry.

"We're ready, Sir," Sam said with a smile.

"Ok," he said. "Just a little nervous. I want Mitchell back, and when he gets here, I'm putting him on a leash. A shock collar. Something to get him to stick with us. As much as I enjoy a vacation from him, I don't want him hurt. You got it? Bring him back."

"Yes, Sir," Sam said, again.

"There's something I left out. Kinda slipped my mind. The Tokra have decided that they would help us get Mitchell back, and I knew that we would need all the help we can get. I contacted them a few hours ago, asking them for help, so they sent back a response a few minutes ago and said they'd love to help us. They're sending in a few ships and they'll be attacking the Goa'ulds' ships orbiting the planet while you guys go in and get Cameron. It's sort of a diversion. Hopefully, it will work. Good luck," said Landry.

She looked at Daniel, then to Teal'c as the troops came in, and they all headed down for the Embarkation Room.

"Be safe," Landry said through the mic, then they left.

As they stepped through to the other side of the gate, they turned on their radios, then filed out; Sam, Teal'c, and Daniel were to

head to the village while Lt. Jonson, Lt. Banner, Mjr. Renkan, and Lt. Baker guarded the gate.

Once they reached the village, Sam, Daniel, and Teal'c walked into the hut Sha'kura had been in the day before, but they found it empty. Completely empty. Sam hurried out of the hut, the others following her, and she went up to one of the villagers.

"Sir, can you tell me where the man is that was in that hut yesterday? Sha'kura?" she said.

The man said, "Yeah, yeah. He moved all of his stuff out a while ago," the man said quickly.

"Did he have another man with him. A prisoner, maybe?" asked Daniel.

"You mean the traitor? He was executed this morning. Sha'kura said that he was going to be punished for something, or other, I don't much pay attention to that man. He is a player. A killer. Nobody here likes him. Was this man a friend of yours?" asked the man.

They didn't say anything for a moment, then Teal'c spoke up. "He was a dear friend of ours. Thank you for your kindness," he said.

"Gee, I'm sorry. I really am. I gotta go. See you," said the man.

"They killed him? This morning? Damn it! If we would've gotten here a few hours sooner, then-"

"Colonel Carter, there was nothing we could have done. We did not know of their plans. But we have plans of our own, and we must follow through with them. He will be avenged," Teal'c said quietly.

"He's right," Daniel said, taking a deep breath.

"I know, but I just can't...he's dead, you guys," she said, her eyes watering.

"And we can mourn his death later, but right now, we've got a job to do. We'll be back in less than an hour, Sam. It's the least we can do for him," Daniel said, a tear threatening his right eye. "Let's get it done, huh?" he asked, forcing a sad smile.

Sam was still quiet, then said, "All right. We'll do it for him." She checked her pack for the C-4 and triggers, then they headed towards the Goa'uld ship outside the village.

Yes, I know what you're thinking. No, actually, I don't. Well, I might, if you'd tell me...thanks for reading! I've got like, two or three more chapters left until I'm done. I've been listening to Ice-T for the past two days, and it's been motivating me to write. I don't know how, but I feel like writing when I listen to his CDs. He's awesome. Well, I hope you like it, and I'll try to have the next chapter up within the next week or so. I'll try. Keyword, TRY! Really, though, sometimes I don't even get on my computer for like, three to four days in a row, so I don't know. Bie:0D (and thanks for the previous reviews:0D)