1 year, 11 months, 1 day

Back at the SGC

"But General, the people were being brutally tortured. Some were nothing but skin, bones, and dirt. We have to help them sir!"

Daniel pleaded with General Hammond to let SG-1 go rescue the prisoners on the planet designated P2X-774. The prison wardens/torturers hadn't given a reason for what happened in the prison. The planet simply seemed to be where other planets brought people they wanted tortured without putting the blame on the party delivering the prisoner.

Jack O'Neill hadn't said more than three sentences since SG-1 had left P2X-774. He hadn't even complained when Janet had discovered he needed a few shots updated, and decided to do them since Jack was already in the infirmary. The petite doctor had quickly done a more thorough examination, convinced something was wrong. When asked, he'd simply shaken his head and gone to the locker room to shower and change before the debriefing.

His mind was preoccupied by the woman that had caused the bandage on his hand. Jacks mind kept thinking back to 'She looks so familiar! Where would I have met her?'

Obviously it would have had to have been off-world. No one from Earth would have been sent to a prison planet. Jack cast his mind back through the years. He quickly ran through memories of places there would have been large groups of women.

For the life of him though, Jack couldn't match anyone's features with those of the woman in his memories.

And no, she didn't just have 'one of those faces'. Jack was sure, if cleaned of the dirt caked on it, and healed of the scrapes and bruises, the woman would be absolutely beautiful. He just wished he could have seen her eyes.

Blue. Jack was suddenly sure that the eyes of the woman would be as blue as ice, and very expressive. That certainly narrowed it down. Blue eyes and blonde hair that he was sure would be gleaming if clean. Okay, so where would he have met blonde hair, blue eyed woman, late 30's to early 40's in age?

There were a few women he though that would meet that description, but none of them seemed to fit quite right. Maybe it was because the eyes weren't the right color in his mind's eye. It could just be that he had actually never met the woman, and she simply reminded him of someone he had met.

That bite though...

Why did that scene seem familiar?

*Flashback*

Jack reached out to rest his hand of the prisoners shoulder. Almost as soon as he had touched her, she had reached up, grabbed just above his wrist with both hands, and turned her head to bite down with surprising amounts of strength for someone that was not only tortured regularly, but also apparently unconscious. Jack couldn't help but yell.

*End flashback*

Jack cast his mind back to the last time someone had bit his hand like that. It had been Carter, all those years ago, on Apophis' ship. He'd reached for her and she'd... bit... him...

Several thousand light years away, Major Samantha Carter crawled over to the wall of her cell, and picked up a miniscule piece of rock. Two scratches, counting the days to her rescue. Maybe, just maybe, in two more days she would be home.

A/N~ Sorry, meant to have this up yesterday, but our internet was down. Next chapter is the actual rescue, so thanks for bearing with me thus far. As always, review! Makes me want to keep at it. Tell me what you thought!