Here you are. the words 'SG 1' shows that its another point of view. thanks to my mommie that plays my beta and the wonderful reviews and alerts that made me going with this story.

unfortunately these characters are not mine except the Fleasians and of course the mistakes. if Jack was mine, i'd never get time to teach! :-) enjoy.

Jack's brain just couldn't process anything anymore. He's been awake for two days straight. he couldn't pass out or even sleep. Everything hurt like a bitch, but he was still in the damn water tank staring straight out. He had seen his friends come and go, how long ago was that? His mind was back in attention when suddenly the door opened again and Sam was led in. she was once again forced onto her knees. Her eyes was searching him up and down, probably looking for signs that he was still alive or if he was injured. 'im fine Sam, I think.' He said in his thoughts. 'I wonder if she can see anything?' but his unspoken question was answered when he saw nothing in her eyes, just determination. 'what the hell do you want?' Jack asked again. But his mouth didn't move, his eyes staring ahead, his heart beat the only indication that he was even still alive.

SG1

After the first 'chat session' the rest of SG 1 was left alone in the dark to wonder and worry about their commanding officer. They saw him in that tank but their questions had fallen on deaf ears. After a night of restless dozing (it can't be called sleep, if you just close your eyes for ten minutes at a time) the lights in the small room was on again but nobody came. So they sat and waited, their conversation was silent as worried glances was exchanged between the three members sitting tied on the chairs. After what felt like hours, someone came in and grabbed Sam. They took her out of the room despite the shouts and calls from the guys.

She was led into the same room as before and once again forced on her knees. It was then that she saw O'Neill in the tank. His milk chocolate brown eyes was staring straight out. He wasn't blinking or moving. In fact their was nothing to indicate that he was still alive. She searched his body up and down, looking for anything that will tell her that there is trouble or that he was injured. She didn't see anything. 'What have they done to you, Colonel?'

"your friend is still alive, Major."

Sam looked towards the voice and saw the man that met them in the village when they first arrived.

"Darkos" she said, acknowledging him but he smiled.

"my real name is Crosa, from the Fleasians." Sam frowned and he smiled. "You are on the planet Fleasia."

"You lied to us." Just a statement, said in a flat voice.

"your leader said the same thing." The bastard had the audacity to smile.

"what are you doing to him?" Anger flashed in her eyes, apprehension played in her veins.

"Oh, im not doing anything." He picked up a whip and advanced towards her, her gut twisted as she focused her eyes in the evil object. The whip sang through the air and struck flesh. She felt the impact but instead of flesh tearing open or blood seeping out there was an uncomfortable feeling but no pain. Sam frowned, 'what the hell?' she looked into Jack's eyes. Was that a flinch? It was then that she noticed the shadow in his eyes. Something wasn't right.

"Like I said, Major Carter. I'm not doing anything to your leader, you are the people who is hurting him."

SG 1

"How long is SG 1 over due?" General Hammond asked Walter. This was nothing new so he wasn't particularly worried. This is after all SG 1.

"An hour sir." Not long then. Hammond nodded, he'll give them another couple of hours, if they were overdue there was normally a good reason. He just hoped that he wasn't signing their death warrant.

"Call me the minute they make contact." He turned to leave going back to that ever growing, never finished pain in the ass mountain of paper work on his desk. Walter's "yes, sir" following him up the stairs.

As he went into his office with a fresh cup of coffee, he felt a pang of pain in his gut. Someone was hurt, but who? There were at least four teams off-world including SG 1. His mind kept telling him that it could be anybody but he knew deep down who was hurt.

He was lost in his thoughts as there was a soft knock on his door. The SGC's very own medical terror entered at his command. Dr Janet Fraiser had a smile on her face but a frown between her eyes.

"Dr Fraiser, anything I can do for you?"

"No sir, I just developed the photo's from Cassie's birthday party last week and I made copies of the group photo for everyone. It was a nice photo and I just brought you one, if you want, of course?"

Hammond smiled, "yes, I actually would like one. Thank you." He took the photo from her and looked at it. "I had fun that night."

On the photo they were standing with their arms linked. Jack was standing next to Sam, followed by Daniel and Teal'c. Hammond himself was standing next to him and Janet and Cassie finished of the group. He remembered asking Siler to take the photo. They were all laughing at something Jack said and the mischief could still be seen in his eyes. Even Teal'c had smiled. Janet cleared her throat and he looked up and met her green eyes.

"You felt it too?" just a simple question. There's was no need for an explanantion both knew what it meant.

"Yes, I did. But it doesn't mean anything, Janet. They are not that long overdue and you know SG 1."

"Yes, sir. I have to get back to the infirmary."

"You do that, thank you for the photo. Oh and Doctor, being prepared never hurt anybody." He sat back down knowing that she knew what he meant.

"You're right sir. And its my pleasure. You will let me know if you hear anything?" Hammond nodded and Janet left.

She reached her office in the infirmary and looked at her own copy of the photo. 'Guys where ever you are, please come home safe.' With that thought she went about getting her infirmary ready for anything that might come through the gate. She just had this feeling that SG 1 might be the next guests in her palace.

SG 1

Daniel and Teal'c looked up as Sam was brought in and tied down as before. There was a frown on her face as if she had seen something and is now trying to make sense of it. The guards left but luckily the light was left on. After a couple of minutes of deafening silence, Daniel spoke,

"Sam?" she lifted her head and met his blue eyes. Daniel saw the fight in those depths as well as a sadness that he couldn't explain.

"They are not the ones hurting him, Daniel." These words was spoken softly, almost too soft to hear.

"then who is?" Daniel looked at Teal'c. As surprise showed vividly on Daniel's face, Teal'c just raised an eyebrow. Both of them knew who they were talking about.

"We are Daniel, we are." She looked at Daniel with so much sorrow that his breath got caught in his throat.

"But how? Why?"

"I don't know Daniel. You know how we don't feel anything when they beat us?" She waited until they nodded before she continued, "he feels everything." He looked at her questioningly.

"I don't know how, but I saw him get hurt when they whipped me. Daniel he can't even fight back."

"Don't worry Sam, we'll find a way out. We always do."

"Indeed, MajorCarter. O'Neill is strong, he will be fine." His confidence oozing out and infecting the other two members, Daniel smiled and nodded while Sam straightened up, trying to take pressure of her aching limbs.

"Ok, so how are we going to get out of here? And how are we going to get Jack out?"

SG 1

After Sam was led out of the room, Jack felt like he could cry. His back was on fire, his limbs had an uncomfortable feeling almost as if there were pressure on them and his head felt like it was detached from the rest of his body. His eyes burned like only hell could and the damn contraption in his mouth made his mouth cotton dry. Strangely he felt his stomach growl and he laughed in his mind at the ludicrous idea of being hungry when he didn't even know if he was going to survive the next minute or two. Suddenly he saw people running into his view. They looked really scared, the Fleasians running around like headless chickens but it was like watching an old movie. Everything was all picture no sound. He had no idea what was going on, he was helpless in his watery prison which he thought was going to turn into a grave before the night is over.

SG 1

As the three remaining memebers of SG 1 sat making plans to get out of their predicament, the sounds of thunder could be heard. the doors rattled and without any warning the beam that had trapped their hands fell down from where it was fastened. Three surprised looks was exchanged but no time was wasted as Teal'c lifted it up and slipped his hands out. he pulled the chains around his feet out and shuffled to the corner where their gear was thrown three days ago. he used his staff to shoot the chains from around his friends' hands and ankles and then giving it to Sam so she could do the same for him.

The team made their way to the hall where Jack was held, no one paid them any attention. the Fleasians was too busy panicking to do anything about three escaped prisoners. As they reached the room they were again struck at how lifeless Jack looked, just drifting in a watery suspension. Sam signaled to Daniel and together they moved to the controls not making a sound.

"I have no idea, what to do." Daniel said with despair.

"Neither do I. Teal'c, think you can blast it without hurting the Colonel?"

"Indeed" was the only replay. They took cover behind Teal's as he aimed at the tank and fired.

SG 1

Three days of hell had the SGC really on their heels. General was in a foul mood and the CMO wasn't any better. The adress that SG 1 had gated to three very long days ago kept giving them the busy signal meaning that they couldn't send anyone through to help or find out what had happened to the flagship team. hails to the Tok'ra and Asgard had (as usual) not brought any help either.

"Unscheduled off-world activation!" The sound caused the staff of the SGC to hold their breath as a collective. hopes and prayers went up to the heavens, maybe just maybe they could breath again.

General Hammond looked down from the control room, at the closed iris, not daring to hope the the IDC should come back as SG 1.

"It's Master Bra'tac, sir."

"Open the iris." Walter opened the iris but caught a glimpse of the General's stiff back as he went down to the gate room. 'where the hell is SG 1?'

"Master Bra'tac." Hammond greeted as the Jaffa leader walked down the ramp and gripped his forearm as was the customed greeting.

"Hammond of Texas," Bra'tac smiled. "I have heard that Teal'c is missing?" not an accusation, just a question. it still had Hammond wincing.

"Yes, the went to P..." Bra'tac cut him off,

"I know, that is the planet Fleasia. O'Neill will be in need of medical help if they are still there. The people there do not appreciate leaders. They carry the burden and pain of the whole team. But that is not why I am here." Hammond went pale at that little piece of information.

"We need to help them..." he was once again cut off by Bra'tac, no wonder Jack finds this guy irritating.

"You cannot go there, only they can come back. some rebel Jaffa that is in Yu's army will help them." this caused Hammond to blanch even more.

"Do you mean..." he couldn't finish but the only sound in the gate room was that of breaths taken by the SF's in the room and the sharp intake by Hammond himself when Bra'tac nodded.

"The planet is under attack by Yu."

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