A/N's: just in time... it's almost midnight! Thanks for all your lovely reviews and I am so glad you guys like the story. Well, let's see how this trip to hell continues...

Colonel Bayfield and Major Carter climbed, crawled, descended and hiked over the west side of the left mountain, using every opportunity to hide, to check their surroundings and to plan their next move. They reached the other side without trouble and Bayfield used his binoculars to look back.

He spotted Teal'c, knowing the Jaffa was also watching their progress. Now they would be out of sight for a while, though, as he and the blonde Major would fan around to check the ravine. "Let's go that way," he whispered, motioning the Major to follow him.

Carter followed him and soon they found another safe position to look down at the end of the ravine.

"Bastards," cursed Bayfield.

Sam peered down. There were three Elite Force guards positioned, one on the left side and two on the right side of the valley. From where they were positioned, they had a clear view over the canyon and could easily detect and secure anybody coming through.

The two Americans crawled back a bit to decide their next move.

Bayfield was thinking. "We can take them out, if we're lucky," he said, looking at his companion. "But I wonder if there are more."

Sam nodded. "Wouldn't they have guards positioned on the other side as well?" she reasoned logically and worriedly looked over her shoulder as if afraid they were being pinned down from behind.

Colonel Bayfield's face now wore a concerned expression. "We haven't seen anything on the other side," he frowned, trying to remember any detail that he might have overlooked at first. "It would make sense, though," he agreed.

"So?" Carter started.

"So let's hope Teal'c spots them before they spot him," Bayfield added grimly. "But, let's assume they are captured. That means we can't go back the same way we came."

"We can't go through the ravine as well," Carter added worriedly.

"Exactly," Bayfield cursed silently. "They're on their own, at least for now. We have to take these men out, Major. Then, with our backs covered, we'll come up with a plan to get back to the others."

"Maybe they'll come to us, Sir," Carter said hopefully.

Bayfield thought it over. "I don't think so. Camp Ockeloen is the other way," he reasoned. "I wonder whether they know how many of us there are, though."

"Do you think these guards know we're coming?" Sam wondered.

"I don't know. It's possible that they've been warned by the others. Let's keep our eyes open," Bayfield ordered. "I'm going to move around and come in from there," he decided. "I'll take those two. The one on this side is yours, Major. Can you handle that?"

Sam nodded. "Yes, Sir."

"Good. Give me twenty minutes. At my signal, we act, got it?" He waited until she nodded confidently then left to make his move around. He had to fall back and crawled around, staying out of sight, making no noise.

Fifteen minutes later, he found himself safely behind the two guards, without being spotted. Taking out his knife, he let the sun catch its reflection and briefly shone into Major Carter's direction. Next, he took it between his teeth and slithered forward. He had a lot of experience in the field and despite the fact that he'd had a desk job for the past six years, he hadn't lost the touch. Bayfield easily managed to crawl close to the two guards without them noticing him. Using the benefit of surprise he hurried to his feet, taking the first guard out with one solid hit in the neck.

He then turned, having taken the knife in his right hand, and faced the second guard.

"Stop!"

A sharp voice from the left startled him and Bayfield briefly glanced over his shoulder in that direction. He saw Major Carter, held in a firm grip with a knife at her throat by one man, while the other warned the Colonel to stop.

Damn.

There had been a fourth man.

How could he have been so stupid?

He cursed out loud as he slowly dropped the knife and raised his hands above his head.

Teal'c had witnessed as Colonel Bayfield and Major Carter reached the other side of the mountain. They were out of sight now, and he closely watched the ravine, looking for any sign of trouble.

The vague sound of a whistle startled him. It was soft, far away and any human wouldn't have heard it. Teal'c, however, had a very sharp hearing and immediately knew it was not a natural sound.

Trouble.

Coming from the direction where the others were hiding.

He momentarily glared back to the other side, but saw nothing indicating that Colonel Bayfield and Major Carter had secured the area. He wanted to radio Daniel Jackson but was afraid to give their position away. Instead, he moved, fanning out to the east. His plan was to trek around the area and approach Daniel Jackson from the other side.

Passing a huge piece of rock, he stopped in mid-step.

Behind it sat a dark haired man, dressed in desert clothing. There was a still body at his feet and the man had his machinegun pointed at the prone form's chest.

The man sprawled out on the ground was Daniel Jackson.

"Hands up," the Tyberian man snapped with an evil smile twisting his lips.

Teal'c's mind raced. There was no easy way out of this.

If only he knew what had become of Doctor Fraiser and O'Neill.

The man took in Teal'c's hesitation. "The others are captured as well. And look..." with one nod of the head the man motioned Teal'c to look to his right. There was another guard, flat on his stomach, well hidden but unmistakable pointing his machine gun at Teal'c as well.

Teal'c lowered his gun and slowly raised his hands.

The other guard jumped up, approached him from behind and forced his arms backwards. A couple of minutes later, Teal'c's wrists were securely tightened with a thick rope, leaving him no room to move his arms.

After that, the man did the same with the arms of Daniel Jackson then jerked the awakening archaeologist to his feet.

Teal'c looked worriedly at his team mate.

Daniel Jackson was slowly coming to, a small trail of blood rolling down his right ear. The man moaned softly then pried his eyes open. "What?" he stammered, confused and still dazed from the blows.

"You thought you could get away with this?" the smallest of the Tyberian men hissed, his eyes filled with rage. "Blowing up my camp, taking away my prisoner..." The man stepped closer and landed a hard blow on Daniel's left cheek, tearing up the man's skin with the heavy golden ring he wore around his middle finger.

Teal'c fought against the restraints, but stopped when he felt the solid prick of a gun in his back.

Daniel fell sideways, groaning, then struggled back up, quickly exchanging looks with Teal'c.

"I was not finished with the other man," snapped the man, hitting Daniel again. "But I've got him back. You two are just a nice bonus." The man faced the other guard. "Bind their feet as well," he ordered.

A/N's: somebody called me the Queen of cliffhangers in one of the reviews...

so... blame it on her. I only try to live up to the reputation :::shrug:::

LadyMo: was this what you were expecting?