Hey campers! So sorry it took this long to update, I couldn´t submit this earlier and I tried like a week.. or something. Thank you all for great reviews, those are much appreciated! Keep them coming! -Lia

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More time passed, and Carter who was still trying to keep track, said thirteen or fourteen days.

The doors opened and Daniel was dragged back in his cell and tossed roughly on the floor.

"Daniel." Carter´s voice was worried. She leaned against the cold bars, trying to see how badly he was hurt. Her wordless conversation with Teal´c who was nodding his head that he would be taking care of him, made her sigh and close her eyes.

She felt colonel´s hand brushing against her back comforting, and she turned her head to look at him. He offered her a smile that in any other situations would have assured her that everything would be fine again, but even he knew it probably wouldn´t. Not this time.

The heavy doors opened again, letting some of the cold wind sneak inside. There were angry shouts from the other prisoners, demands for food or release, cursing, yelling, crying.

"Carter." Colonel´s voice was warning as she didn´t move back like the others did. Challenging guards wasn´t that good idea. He knew. Had tried it a couple of times. But hadn´t had that much of a chance to even beat one conscious. Been outnumbered. No fair game.

So knowing that, he pushed her back not too gently and taking up the challenge himself, he knew he would regret it later.

After he had been taken away, she moved back leaning against the bars, trying to see Daniel. "How is he?" She asked quietly.

"He is resting now." Teal´c said from the darkness. "He´ll be fine." And she didn´t know if he was telling the truth. "O´Neill will be fine too." The jaffa continued, answering her unasked question.

She felt so guilty. She had been stupid to challenge the guard like that. But she had just seen Daniel so hurt and she was so tired of everything. There were no rescuers to come for them. They all knew that.

She sat in silence in the corner of their cell, the blanket wrapped around her shoulders, knees pulled up to her chest. She felt cold and alone, even though Teal´c and the still resting Daniel were only some feet away.

After what seemed like hours, the doors opened again and he was returned back to his cell. He wasn´t looking good. "Thanks guys." He managed to breathe out as the guards pushed him roughly on the floor.

"You will die." The guard stated. "Not telling us what we want to know, we have no use to you. Tomorrow morning there will be a public execution. The four of you, will be an example for the others." His words weren´t angry, instead just maybe disappointed that he couldn´t get the information they needed out of them.

They were left in darkness once again, and Carter knelt down next to him. "Oh, Jack." Her almost desperate whisper left her lips without her realizing. She whipped the blood away from his face and cradled his head on her lap.

"How´s Daniel?" He asked quietly.

"He´s good." She lied, tears burning in the back of her eyes. "Can you get up?"

She helped him to sit on the corner and wrapped the blanket around his shoulders. They had a can of water left and she dipped the piece of clothing into it, cleaning his face of the drying blood. The wound on his forehead wasn´t deep, but he winced as she pressed the cold and wet cloth against it.

"Jesus, Carter."

She felt bad as she smiled at his complaining. "There´s no way out, is there?" She looked away, breaking their eye contact.

"Giving up already, Carter?"

She sighed. "I guess I am."

"Don´t." He said quietly.

They sat close together, listening to the sounds of the prison. They had talked quietly with Teal´c and Daniel who had woken up, but they had no plan of getting out. There was no way out from their cells, and outside they wouldn´t survive without their gear that had been taken away from them. The walk back to gate would be impossible in the blizzard.

"So..?" Daniel asked after a long moment of silence.

"We´ll have a good night sleep and think about this in the morning."

"Jack, you do know that we are going to be executed tomorrow morning?" Daniel asked, just in case that the other had forgotten.

"Yes, Daniel. I know. I was actually having the crap beaten out of me when he said that for the first time."

The archeologist chuckled. "Good night then."

"Good night, Daniel, Teal´c." Jack replied like there were no worries for tomorrow.

They lay down on their made bed, cuddling close to each other, to stay warm, and simply to feel better. But she didn´t seem to find a comfortable position.

"Carter." He hissed quietly. "Stop squirming."

"Sorry, sir." She replied, wrapping her arm around his waist, like she had done every night. She lay on her side, still moving restless.

"Carter, for crying out loud."

She chuckled against his jacket. And she moved again, closer to him, her hand brushing against something she hadn´t expected, but knew for sure what it was.

"Sir?"

He closed his eyes, cursing silently in his mind. ´It´s my sidearm, I swear...´ seemed like a stupid thing to say. He was pretty sure she had figured out a long time ago that he wasn´t carrying his weapon anymore. And besides, that excuse had already been used several years ago.

"Carter..." He started, not really sure what to say next.

So she decided for him, and kissed him.

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