Jonas

We had already passed 8 other doors in the rundown outdoor motel when I burst into her room in the breaking of dawn. She was lying curled in a ball on the plastic covered mattress in her pants and a black t-shirt. Her hair was disheveled and she had pure exhaustion written across her face. My eyes met hers and she let out a small gasp. I signaled to Teal'c and Barrett on the other side of the motel looking into rooms and they came running. I shut the door behind me to keep out the windy draft and went over to her flipping out my knife and working on her binding.

"This isn't a good look for you El," the sawing from my blade against the plastic zip tie cuffs cutting into her wrists was a small countdown to release. "I don't know about Daniel, but I don't enjoy seeing you tied up."

"Where is SG-1?" Her voice was frantic as her eyes shifted around to the windows. It was then I noticed the blood soaked bandages around her upper arm.

"What happened to you?" I asked gently and her eyes narrowed in on mine in question. "Sam is back on the Prometheus in orbit trying to find a way around the jamming signal the rogue NID have on your bio tracker. Teal'c is just outside the door, and Jack and Daniel are in an old warehouse down the road where your gps chip pinged."

"Jack and Daniel?" Her bottom lip wavered as if she were in thought but nothing could come out. As the cord snapped releasing her arms, she reflexively rubbed around the sore red marks slashing across them. I helped her back to sitting position while I worked on the cuffs at her ankles.

"Jack's pretty pissed about the location of his cabin being compromised and wants blood for it." There was a knock on the door and I saw Agent Barrett walk in.

"Ms. Owens?" His voice was calm and collected but her eyes grew wide and turned back to me.

"No, no." Her legs gave way once I freed them and I took a step back to give her some room. She fumbled toward me and I caught her near collapse onto the floor helping her back up.

"Let's take a moment. Obviously there is something still in your system keeping your body in a weak state." Her hands gripped onto my bulletproof vest and her pupils dilated as she looked at me. Trying to fixate on something based in reality.

"Tell them to get out. Tell them to leave. All of you leave." Her head turned to the front door in fear and I set her back onto the bed while her entire body trembled. "I haven't said anything, and I won't say anything."

"Hey, you're safe now. I'm not letting anything happen to you. Take a breath. I'll radio the Prometheus and pull them out." My walkie was mounted to my left shoulder and I reached over to speak into it, but there was no reply. I tried once more but it was only met with silence. "Wait here, we'll get this settled."

"Not with him," she looked back at Barrett and then to me as she stood and walked back to my side. "Jonas, please."

"I'm Agent Barrett, I work with the NID. The good branch I guess you could say," he awkwardly reached a hand out and she went to knee him in the groin and reached for his gun holstered at his side. He doubled over and she rushed for the door armed and ready before I grabbed her and held her against my chest squirming. I took the gun from her and she reared her head back attempting to smash it into my nose.

"You're feisty," I grunted back, letting her finally go.

"There is no good branch of the NID." She spat back.

"I'm not letting him come near me." Barret stood back to his feet coughing and watery eyed.

"What the fu..." he looked back at her. I gave Barrett his pistol and a look motioning back to the door. He nodded and left, still tugging at his pants as she glared him down. I didn't blame her, who knows what happened to her in this room, bound up and taken against her will when she was supposed to be on vacation. When she finally felt safe.

"I'm going to try and settle this, I can tell you personally I know Barrett, he's a good guy, but I can understand your feelings completely. I'm going to have Teal'c in here with you while I take a look around and figure out these radios." I gave her a nervous smile and walked back out of the room to the outside parking lot.

"She is unharmed?" Teal'c eyes maintained on the horizon while Barrett pulled his phone out and tried to make a call.

"I'm not quite sure yet, she's clearly been drugged. But listen, is your walkie working? I need to recall Jack and Daniel."

"I have already made an attempt when we verified Eleanor Owens was inside. There was no reply from either the Prometheus or Colonel O'Neill." I saw the muscle in his jaw tick in frustration as he tried to maintain his stoic composure. My head shifted back to the empty motel lobby and I noticed a large antenna on the roof.

"I can get a hold of Sam, hopefully, but I'll need to keep eyes on El here. She won't let Barrett near her so I'll see if he can help me."

He gave a single nod in return and went back into the room. I took the agent and went running to find the Ham radio I knew the antenna had to belong to on top of the lobby. When I was part of the Prometheus program I had worked on the communications systems and remembered the signal frequency the ships were programmed to. My plan would be to hopefully get a message up to them that way and Sam could beam us all back safely. However, I was racing against a clock with time I couldn't see, on machinery I had never personally used.

Jack

I pushed past the burning in my chest, I had been running up flights of open concrete stairs frantically looking for Eleanor. She was slowly becoming more trouble than I had anticipated. Once we reached what felt like the last floor I heard Dani's frustrated curse echo through the building. My own head was pounding, sweat dripping from my brow, my body growing tired but screaming to push forward. Steps came running up in my direction and I aimed my P-90.

"It's just me," Daniel called out from the stairwell. He walked forward, looking equally tired and frustrated.

"Where is her tracker pinging?" I hissed and lowered my gun.

"I can't reach anyone on the radio." He panted back.

"This is feeling like a setup." I spat on the floor and my upper lip curled. "You don't think she's?" He gave me a scornful look and my eyes narrowed in on him.

"She's what Jack? Expand on that thought, please." His tone was acrid, but he knew what I was asking.

"I'm just saying, her tracker pinged here and at an abandoned motel. Haven't heard from Quinn or Teal'c, and she's not here. Someone showed up for her when she went off on her own to bed."

"You think she is working with the NID? In just a month of working back at the SGC she managed a way in when she openly gave her life for mine? For yours? You may not know her like I do, you may not know her timeline, but you can fuck off with that." He snapped back and though I should have been angry by his tone, I was proud of his conviction.

"I'm sorry," I held my hands up, "it was a thought. A stupid one clearly. But, she's not here."

"Where do we go from here? We can't get back to the Prometheus." In that same thought we heard more footsteps coming from up the stairs. I yanked his arm and we took cover behind a concrete support beam. There were muffled orders and I peered over seeing shadows come from the corner. Daniel quickly ran to the pillar opposite me and was already in position to fire. He was out for blood, and at this point I couldn't blame him. A collection of soldiers ran into the open barren space. Half the windows were already broken, and we were eight floors high. There was not really a place to escape.

"Come out Colonel, Doctor," a smooth voice walked out onto the floor behind the wall of armed men. My eyes shifted to Daniel whose finger was twitching just above the trigger waiting for my call.

"I didn't realize this was a party, I would've brought a gift." I called back, maintaining my place behind the pillar.

"Charming as ever Colonel," the man leered. He looked to be just under six foot, black curled hair and tanned skin. Approximately mid forties.

"Where is she?" Daniel shouted out.

"Getting to the point I see." The man chuckled, "she's not here. I'm assuming you've already figured that out. You'll be happy to know that she put up a good fight, even after a few helpful pokes on our end. This however," he picked a piece of lint from his navy suit and flicked it onto the ground. "Will be much more entertaining." He snapped and a woman in a uniform similar to ours came running out beside him and opened a laptop computer. She held a portable projector in the other hand and set it on the ground. With a click of a button a blue square was projected onto the wall.

"Let us go and we won't have to paint the walls with you." I snarked and the man let out a coughing laugh.

"No, you see I don't want any trouble. I just need Dr. Jackson." He motioned to the men around him and they all pointed in my direction guns loaded. "Ms. Owens is not being as cooperative as you may imagine. So, Dr. Jackson, you can persuade her."

"He's not doing anything," I shouted out and Daniel interrupted me with one word.

"Why?"

The smile across the man in the suit's face spread wide, wicked and deceitful. He waved his hand at the woman holding the computer and she typed in a series of codes before Eleanor was displayed bound and tied to a motel bed. Her mouth was gagged and someone in a mask was slicing into her arm where the gps chip that every SG member had installed in them for safety measures was located. Hammond had agreed to her release with that chip installed, and she knew fully of it's presence. The shock when we had found the initial one from her timeline in her arm was proof enough for Hammond she could be trusted to live in the outside world. Her commitment to the SGC in installing another, and a bio tracker along with it. The video, and audio of her whimpering and crying out as they dug around her arm and pulled the small chip out was enough to make me want to fire on them. I turned to Daniel, whose veins were popping out from his neck, his jaw clenched, entire body tensed.

"That's enough," I called out and the man motioned to the woman who paused the video. He dug around his pocket and tossed the small chip into the air catching it with his left hand.

"And miss the best part?" He cocked his head to Daniel. "We've injected her with a little virus that thanks to the kind people of planet PX4-209 will slowly cause her body to attack its own immune system causing a very unpleasant death in the next 48 hours. They use it for inquisitions, and now, so do we. Now, I do have the vaccine here that will counteract that, but only if I get my answers."

"Where is she?" Daniel's knuckles were white as he gripped the handle of the gun and I felt my face flush with rage.

"Last I was aware your team had already collected her. Unfortunately for the both of us, they have shot out any security cameras we had in place."

"And you've jammed our radio signals." I said pointedly.

"Well, I can't have you calling the Prometheus can I." He shrugged. "Dr. Jackson," his tone shifted, "how did she construct the time device to jump from her timeline to this one?" Daniel looked over at me and I shook my head no. I didn't know what he had planned, but it wasn't going to be good. He stepped from behind the pillar and walked out, gun in the air. He placed it on the ground and kicked it toward them.

"I want to handle this like civilized humans," Daniel ground out. "All guns down."

"That means you as well Colonel." The man snapped and I came out placing the gun in my hands down and walking over it toward Daniel. The other seven soldiers dropped theirs swiftly at the command of the suited man.

"You know our name, yours is?" Daniel asked maintaining a haunting composure.

"Agent Porter," the man sneered. "Dr. Jackson, I'm aware of your reputation, let's skip the formalities."

"Sure, where is the vaccine?" He grit down and the man snapped. The woman with the laptop ran around the corner and grabbed a metal case. She handed it back to the man and he shook it next to his face and set it down by his feet.

"Everything you need to administer her health back is here. What are the schematics for the time device?"

"I have the notes for it in my journal," Daniel pointed to his rear pocket and began reaching behind his back. In one fluid motion he pulled out the small nine millimeter tugged the trigger and the man in the suit went down. Crimson gushing from his head, the thud echoed around the building. I grabbed Daniel's arm and pulled him against another pillar acting as a shield.

"That was your plan?" I hissed and reached for the two pistols I had strapped to my thigh and lower back. The seven soldiers began firing and I went around the ledge of the column taking turns to fire with Daniel on the other side. My hands fumbled through my pockets for magazines to refuel and I found the C4 there ready to go.

"What was yours Jack?" He snapped back and we heard shots from the other end of the room. I reloaded and poked my head around seeing Teal'c, Jonas, and Barrett come in firing at the remaining soldiers from behind.

"You two can never stay out of trouble," Jonas grimaced looking around. There was shouting from down the hall and Daniel went running for the case. A bullet caught him in the arm just as he scooped it up and let out a grunt of pain. I slapped the C4 onto the pillar and took off behind them.

"We have five minutes before this place blows!" I shouted between running breaths. We had several flights of stairs to race down and not a lot of time to do it.

"Where is she?!" Daniel asked handed the box off to Teal'c as they rounded another stairwell and grabbed at his own bleeding arm.

"Safe," Jonas called back as we made our way for the exit and ran toward the black sedan they had arrived in. A loud internal explosion burst from behind us and we stopped turning around.

"I thought you said five minutes Jack," Daniel snapped and I shrugged back.

"Oops, I guess my timing was off." I opened the back car door for him and he grimaced sliding in. "Watch the blood there Daniel, Barrett needs to get his deposit back on the rental." Once we drove a few miles from the crumbling warehouse Barrett pulled over on the small logging trail road and parked.

"Prometheus should be able to lock onto your signal now that we're a few miles from the blocker." He reached his hand out to me and I stared him down.

"Want to explain to me why your lackies are out stealing people from my lake house in the middle of the evening?"

"Not my branch there Colonel, the rogue NID has broken off and formed their own terrorist group. I wish there was more I could do." He remained tight lipped and I rolled my eyes back as we were beamed aboard the Prometheus.

"Welcome back sir," Carter motioned for us to follow her. She was standing next to Colonel Kirkland who gave me a quick nod and returned back to the bridge. Teal'c handed her the metal box and she looked puzzled as we wound down corridors until we got to a small medical bay where Eleanor laid strapped to a gurney sedated.

"Is she okay?" Daniel rushed to her side and Carter shared an empathetic look with me before turning back to him.

"She's currently in a stable condition." Carter walked over to him holding the box and a medic came to assist. I walked back to the bridge to speak with Kirkland about what had been jamming the signal.

"O'Neill," he gave me a pleasant handshake and pulled a folder out from his chair.

"Thanks for your help down there Kirkland, I know you had other missions to work on."

"Speaking of which," he cleared his throat and handed me the file. "Two more moons are gone in the Milky Way now. That makes 12 we've counted for since July." I took the file and thanked him.

"Some mandatory vacation," I muttered and went to find Carter.