Daniels throat felt raw, knowing that Eshera was gone, but now Vala once again at his thoughts roamed to Ba'al last words before he lost consciousness.

"Oh didn't I tell you Dr. Jackson. Before I knew that you two were husband and wife; my charge Vala is loyal to me and she is excellent in bed. She is most grateful for my touch all over her exquisite body and let me tell you, she enjoys only my touch.

Ba'al's words played over and over in his head. He wanted to respond, but anxiety and anger were slowing building in his mind.

"Val………Vala is missing." Daniel could barely speak.

Teal'c raised his head, looking around the ciaos that Ba'al had caused, while Daniel was still trying to comprehend his loss. Teal'c believed it was his personal mission as a warrior to protect those in his care. SG1, Daniel, Vala, and Eshera were under his care, and now he had failed to protect his adopted sister Vala and daughter once again. He had no doubt at what he would do to Ba'al once he found him.

Finally Daniel looked up and gave Teal'c a look that he knew all too well. Rage, pure unadulterated rage.

"I'm going to kill Ba'al Teal'c. I'm going to kill them all."

The room was dark as Eshera slowly awakened, trying to get some semblance of her surroundings. She tried to get up, but her wrist, waist and ankles were strapped down to some sort of table. She tried to speak, but her mouth was gagged and all should could do was muffle her words. In her mind something terrible had happened and she knew instinctively she was in trouble. There were dim lights all around and she tried not to panic. She remembered her Uncle Teal'c saying to her to always calm herself and think not emotionally, but to be aware of her situation and then act when opportunity is given.

There was something or someone else in the room. She could somehow feel a presence, but confused on why they stood back away from her. She shook her head, trying to draw on Teal'c words and teachings, trying not to be afraid. Eshera tried to see in the darkness, but there was a moan she heard across the room. It was too far for her to see in the dark and she wondered where she was and why this other person had not said a word to her.

She laid her head back, trying to concentrate. Unknown to her, Eshera's abilities were growing and she could feel or sense danger, but there was something different about this present danger. She allowed herself to rest and not struggle against the restraints. She knew in her heart her father would find her and so would her father's friends. But her mother came to mind. She missed her and something in her head felt a familiar presence. She heard the moan again and choked down the fear that someone may cause her harm. Then she heard footsteps. She didn't know if it was in her mind or actual sounds coming from somewhere in the room.

A dark figure of someone came out of the shadows of the darkness. The low light made it difficult for her to see this person completely, but the figure stopped just short of her and stayed half in and half out of the darkness and light in the room. Eshera could feel this person watching her, waiting for something, something from her. Then she heard another set of footsteps. They were behind her and she couldn't see. Then she felt something pull her level and then her eyes were covered with some type of cloth. She felt something metallic hold her arm, then a sensation of being burned all over her body. Her eyes rolled back behind the cloth and then it was removed. She tried to focus again and the figure had turned their back on her. Eshera felt confused at first at what happened, and then all at once it hit her.

Pain, shooting pain. She tried to cry out, but the cloth in her mouth only muffled the sound. Tears were streaming down her face, but she never noticed. The pain was increasing, blinding, so much she thought she would pass out. Then it stopped. Somehow the pain stopped and she felt the soothing touch of a hand on her forehead. She opened her eyes and hovering over her was a man. His smile felt strange to her and unrecognizable, unfamiliar. She wanted to thank the stranger for stopping her pain somehow. When she finally was able to focus her vision, the figure finally fell into the light were she could see him.

Noooooooooo, Noooooooooo. No, not you, noooooooooo.

"You will learn to obey my Adria. I don't know how you are here, but I will be your master now. But first, you must feel what your mother has felt. Both of you will submit to me, one way or another."

Ba'al smiled as he released his touch from Eshera, not knowing who she really was. Then his eyes took in the face of Eshera writhing in pain. He looked to his slave standing next to Eshera's pallet.

"Make sure she suffers as her mother did. I have special plans for the daughter of Vala and Dr. Jackson."

"Yes My Lord."

Ba'al watched as his prisoner arched in pain, smiling as he felt confident in his plan to control Eshera. He walked to the other side of the room, still illuminated in low light. He heard the moans of another as they too were strapped to a table upright. He caressed the cheek that he was amused he had her back as his prisoner.

"Yes Vala, I'm here. Now I have your daughter as well. I wonder what your dear Dr. Jackson is thinking by now? I wanted the child you both bore, but now I have the Orici. No matter; he will know soon enough. and suffer to know I have you dear Vala. There is nothing anyone can do to save you my dear and both of you will suffer and feel the pleasure of my touch. I have waited a long time for this and you and your daughter will serve me well."

Ba'al touched Vala on her arm and again she was injected with the drug that had enslaved her to him. This time, he gave her a measurable dose, just to make her cry out in pain for all to hear. He smiled watching Vala succumb to the drug once again. He raised his head in triumph as Vala once again plunged into the darkness of the pain. He watched her scream and then walked away.

"Slave; make sure that they are kept in darkness. I want them to both suffer for hours. I will be in my planning chambers with my Prime. No one will disturb me, understand? Ba'al flashed his red eyes at the slave, knowing he would be obeyed.

"Yes My Lord. Your will is done." The slave bowed and began his watch of both women being tormented.

Ba'al walked out of the room and looked back one more time at both women in pain. He evilly smiled and left, knowing he would have some leverage for both SG1 and the Lucian Alliance.

TBC

A/N: I know it's short, but more to come today. I'm back in the rythem and my muses are catching up. Reviews and questions are welcomed.