A/N As to these first few paragraphs, I am not at all mechanically inclined. This is based solely on my observations of what is necessary for an engine to work. I've also noticed that someone who has an affinity to fix said engine, can fix all engines regardless of what the engine is for.

Chapter 10 Are We There Yet?

As the people ran into the engine room, Sam turned to the SEALs. "Okay, the mechanics on this tel'tak are similar to those of any engine. It might as well be a law of physics. There are certain constants. All machines need power, coolant, exhaust, regulation flow. Goa'uld ships need them, fighter jets, generators, everything. I've had a chance to see all of your files. You all know how the mechanics of the shuttle work. Same things here, different technology. Daniel can translate anything around. Check with Selmak or me if you have any problems."

They had all been working for more than an hour when Sam saw Daniel stand up to stretch abused muscles. "So tell me, Jacob. This tel'tak seems familiar. It kind of looks like the one from a few years ago that also broke down in the middle of Gould territory."

"Yes, Oh Great and Wonderful Oz, it is!" Jacob shot back. "You know, the tel'tak wouldn't always break down if SG-1 weren't always in such a hurry to get everywhere!"

'Oh fun,' thought Sam. 'Dad and Daniel in snark mode.' She could feel a head ache settling just behind her right eye.

Cowboy looked over to Crash and raised one blond eyebrow and mouthed, 'Great and Powerful Oz?'

Sam just glared at everybody in sight. Everybody present had seen that look on a) Sam or b) their various girlfriends or wives or c) their mothers. It was the look women everywhere get that seems to convey the sentiment of 'say anything and you will die.' All of the men seemed smart enough to just get back to work.

Finally, several hours later, the engines were fixed and they were underway again. Stories flowed and it wasn't long until Jacob was up front settling the tel'tak in orbit around Yu's homeworld.

"Dad, how important is it that Malek keep his cover?" Sam looked like she was plotting. Daniel was just a little nervous about that. After all, she had blown up a star, flown an asteroid through Earth, well who knows what else she'd done while he was ascended.

"Grab hold of something, guys. She has that look." Daniel was only half teasing.

"I resemble that remark, Daniel! I don't have a look." Sam's laughter had a slight edge to it.

"What look are you talking about, Daniel," said Jacob

"Should recognize it, Jacob. She looked just like that back on Vorash - right before we all had to leave." Jacob grew alarmed as he remembered the occasion. Daniel turned to the others. "That was right before she proposed blowing up that star she mentioned earlier."

That was right about when the SEALs started looking nervous.

"It's nothing as dramatic as that, Daniel. I just remembered a friend talking about some of the ways that the SEALs could be utilized in war situations." She turned to Joe. "You guys do a lot of rescues from behind enemy lines, right? I also heard this friend mention that you could take an enemy leader hostage to put an end to hostilities, right?"

Joe was nodding his head. "We do a lot of rescues. I suppose we could kidnap someone if we had the right intel."

"Perfect! Dad, what's the name of the goa'uld that Malek is posing as?"

"It's Sesmu. What have you got in mind, Sam?"

Sam grinned beatifically. "We're going in there and kidnapping Malek. We'll return him in a few days properly roughed up, looking underfed and whatnot. We get the intel. He keeps his cover. He might even get an attaboy from Yu."

Blue looked hesitant. "Won't this put him in unnecessary danger?"

"Of course not. Daniel and I are known members of the terrorist faction known as SG-1. This might make it a little difficult on us once we get around to dealing with Lord Yu, but until then, There'll be no problem."

Daniel and Joe scrambled to review the most likely Goa'uld phrases need for the operation. Everybody else was throwing ideas around as to how to pull off the kidnapping. Crash, however, quietly skimmed through the HUDs of the known layout of Yu's palace.

"We need to be at least a little visible. Master Bra'tac tells us that there are Rebel Jaffa in the palace. Will they recognize any of you on sight?"

Sam grinned. "Like I said, we are part of the terrorist group known as SG-1. Dad is perhaps a lesser known collaborator with the Tok'ra faction."

"We'll just have to make sure that the major and Daniel are seen by at least a few Jaffa."

Crash interrupted them. "If we ring in," he glanced to Jacob asking if that was the proper term. Jacob nodded. "Here at this location," he indicated the HUD. "We'll sure to be seen by a few Jaffa, but we won't have to wade through whole battalions of them. Plus, it's likely that Malek will have a few Rebel Jaffa near his location."

"That shouldn't be too much of a problem. Master Bra'tac says that Raknor is the leader of the Rebels on the planet. He is sure to have put a couple of good men to protect Malek - even if neither are happy about the prospect. You should all know the sign and counter-sign."

Plan in place, Sam and Daniel ringed down to Yu's palace. Zat and P-90 fire filled the room. Moments later, the SEALs ringed down. They fanned out down the corridor leaving a SEAL every so often along the way to hold the way home. When Sam and Crash finally made their way to the labs, they found a few Jaffa made it to there before them. 'Lord Sesmu' was directing the battle. "Slave, go see who attacks. The sensors," he addressed the lotaur. He turned to a Jaffa. "You will go protect Lord Yu in his sarcophagus." To another, "You will go and stop the attack. Take as many as you need."

The lotaur returned. "My lord, there are humans in the palace. They have weapons of the Taur'i." And then it was too late for either the Tok'ra or the lotaur. Sam indicated to Crash which was their primary target.

Sam quickly overcame the lotaur and held a knife to his neck while Crash zatted Malek. Sam hissed into the human's ear. "Cooperate or we will kill your master here and now. We just want to use him, and now you for a trade. How much naquada do you think Lord Sesmu to the other system lords?"

The SEALs surrounded the two prisoners as they made their way back to the ring room. Daniel managed to zat Raknor. Stan caught the edge of a staff blast. The good guys all managed to survive more or less in tact. The bad guys had a fortress shook. It turned out to be a good day after all.

A/N So sorry this took so long. I had an idea (the kidnapping) I just had to get my husband to stand still long enough to help me block it out. BTW, Pretty please review!