Sam's POV. Possibly another chapter coming tonight from Janet's POV, last one will be from Jack's. On a kick and don't want to lose my ideas! Thanks for reading and reviewing, everyone. Much appreciated! -K.

There are blasts and bullets flying everywhere, ricocheting off of trees, armor, land, and skin. I don't think any of us really had any idea how wrong this mission had gone even as we were traveling through the Stargate. As far as I know, there are multiple serious casualties and even more casual ones. Before I can even begin to worry about how we are going to get all of the injured soldiers home without every single one of us out here dying, I know the first thing I have to do is contact General Hammond and let him know just how bad our situation is so he can begin to make as many preparations as he can to receive us home safely.

From my cover behind a rock, I can see fourteen Jaffa in front of me, all of them constantly shooting in my general direction. Luckily, I am not far from the Stargate.

I turn to the airman next to me, the commander of SG-13. "Cover me," I yell, my voice barely being heard over the sound of gunfire and staff blasts. I shoot a few rounds over my shoulder, managing to hit and take down one Jaffa. "We need to get a signal to the base."

I watch him shoot down to Jaffas to our immediate left. "Agreed. On it. Go!" He yells and I immediately take off, running in a crouched position, ducking behind rocks and trees, essentially anything I can find. Multiple times on my way to the gate, I am able to avoid what would of been killing staff blasts which amazes me in more ways than one.

Around twenty feet from the Stargate, I hear a strangled yelp come from Colonel Dixon. I look behind me and see him on the ground, blood pouring from his shoulder, an unmistakeable burn wound from a staff weapon. He must read it in my face that I have every intention of helping him because he points to the Stargate and yells that he will be fine.

"David, please -" I say, tears already forming in my eyes.

"Go. You have to. Go." He says, and I nod, deeply torn at leaving an injured friend behind but I have to make contact with the SGC or we will all die. It's as simple as that. We both know it.

I turn around and face the gate. Jaffa are surrounding it from every possible direction. There is absolutely no way I will be able to dial home, not right now. I bend down next to Dixon, help him to his feet and cover him as we run back to the position of SG-1.

I make it back to their position just in time to hear Jack's radio come to life. "Colonel O'Neill, our position is being compromised. We're not gonna be able to hold the gate for long."

Jack raises his eyebrows at me for my confirmation of what the airman is saying and I nod. He replies into the radio, "It doesn't matter, we're not gonna be able to hold this position for that long."

We both shoot over our shoulders, basically firing blind. There is smoke everywhere and none of the Jaffa are in our line of sight as of now.

The radio crackles to life again. "Colonel, I need more time to stabilize this patient, he can't be moved yet." I look to Jack's face to see how he is going to react to his wife's statement.

I hate to say it, but I have to. "Sir, we got to fall back." I shoot over my shoulder, trying to make him realize how dire this situation is. I don't have to make him realize anything though, he knows.

I watch a grenade soar through the air, Jaffas flying in the air, obviously dead, or at least injured. I run all of the scenarios through my head, calculating most of the outcomes. Preoccupied, I fail to see the Jaffa approaching to our left. Jack sees him, though. He stands, preparing to shoot him, when a staff blast hits him square in the abdomen. My eyes widen in shock, tears already filling and blurring my vision.

"Sir!" I yell, standing up quickly. Teal'c looks over and but continues to fire, knocking a few of the Jaffa right on their asses. I look down at him and he is clearly unconscious. I move to his side, unaware of how I can help.

Tears spill down my face. I know I should be killing as many Jaffa as I can to avenge my friend. But I can't help the one thought running over and over in my head.

He didn't even get to tell Janet he loved her before he died.