My new story is definitely for adults only. It contains sexual references and actions that are rather dark and not appropriate for younger readers. Also - if this kind of thing bothers you - please don't read.

The fighting was fierce but he was sure they were going to make it. Teal'c was behind him, firing his staff weapon with deadly purpose. Sam was off to his right and she too was affective at keeping the enemy at bay. It was Daniel who really surprised him. He was no longer the geeky academic, but had turned into quite a good soldier and was firing shots off like an expert.

"Head to the gate", he shouted. "I'll hold 'em."

"I'm good here Colonel", Sam called. "I have a clean line of sight."

He nodded, knowing he could trust Carter to help lay down fire and keep the aliens back while Teal'c and Daniel made their way to the Stargate.

He and Sam backed up slowly, continuing to fire at the – as yet – invisible aliens. They'd arrived on the planet only a few hours before and hadn't seen any sentient life, although Teal'c had found tracks as soon as they'd entered the dark forest that lay just a few hundred yards from the gate.

"Any idea who or what made them?" he'd asked.

"They are humanoid", Teal'c told them, "although they appear to be smaller than an average human. Other than that I cannot determine anything about them."

"There wasn't much by the gate", Daniel told them. "Whoever they are they must not travel through the gate."

"Okay – keep your eyes open people", Jack instructed, holding his weapon at the ready. "We don't want any surprises."

In the end they had been caught by surprise. They had reached a small clearing and in the middle of it was a statue, sitting on top of a three foot pedestal. Daniel, of course, was eager to look at it but knew enough to wait until Jack and Teal'c had checked things out. When it appeared that everything was safe he'd approached it carefully.

"It's some kind of male figure", he told them.

"I can see that", Jack said, his brows lifted. He was looking at the naked – and very well-endowed – statue of a man. "He's certainly -", he stopped and glanced at his Second.

"He's what Sir", Sam asked innocently, although her eyes twinkled.

"Uh – made of stone Major. Definitely made of stone."

"Actually", Daniel peered closely at the statue, "It looks more like some kind of – wait!" He leaned closer and reached out with a single finger.

"Careful Daniel", Jack warned.

"I think this is naquada", the archaeologist told them.

"Really?" Sam moved up and leaned closer. "I think he's right Sir", she said. "And there's enough here to provide an incredible amount of power."

"Hey – no way – you're not going to steal the statue and melt it down!" Daniel protested. "It's an artifact – besides which it belongs to the people of this planet."

Jack sighed and took off his cap. It was hot out in the open. "We'll see Daniel. If it belongs to them of course we won't touch it but it may be that we could trade for it."

"I doubt it", Daniel said, looking around. "I expect this is some kind of holy sight. It looks like someone looks after this place."

Jack did a three sixty of the clearing, his brows raised. "Looks after it?"

"Well, it's not fancy, but someone has to be keeping the growth back and the statue is still standing upright. I don't think we should touch it."

Jack laughed. "It's definitely upright alright! Danny, if you say not to touch it, believe me, we won't. Okay people, let's keep looking and see what we can see."

The words had barely left his mouth when there was a rustle in the forest surrounding them and the next thing they knew whizzed by them, barely missing the Colonel.

"Out of here!" he shouted. Immediately the four teammates turned and ran away from the statue, followed by a rain of weapons fire and shouts – which they assumed from the aliens whose footprints they'd seen.

So here they were again, racing toward the Stargate, aliens with deadly intent in pursuit. Some days Jack wished they could come, see, find something neat and go home. Although he supposed that might get boring after a while. Oh well, a little boredom could be a good thing.

He heard the gate open although he didn't turn to look. Instead he shouted to Carter. "Get going. I'll hold them."

"Jack – come on!" Daniel shouted. He and Teal'c were standing at the edge of the event horizon.

"Coming! Get going guys. I'm right behind you."

He laid down a burst of fire and then turned and ran as fast as his aching legs would carry him. He saw Sam about twenty feet away and Daniel and Teal'c standing by the event horizon waiting for them. "GO", he shouted.

A few seconds later Sam was only feet in front of him, at the base of the stairs. Daniel and Teal'c gave one last look into the now quiet forest and stepped through the gate. Sam was almost at the gate as well and Jack finally breathed a sigh of relief. They were going to make it.

It was at that moment that he felt something slam into his back. His last thought was a simple 'DAMN'!

He hated waking up and not knowing where he was. He could tell by the feel of the place, the sounds and definitely the smells that he wasn't back on Earth. He certainly wasn't in his own bed, or even the infirmary. He didn't hurt – at least he didn't think so – which could be good. On the other hand, it could mean a sarcophagus, which was bad. He had a flash back to waking up in Ba'als clutches and knew a moment of panic.

He kept his eyes closed as he tried to deduce where he could be based on what little he could discover. He was warm – that was good. He didn't hurt – also good (he hoped). He tried to lift his hand but discovered at that moment that both arms were restrained – as were his legs. There were also straps across his chest and thighs and even one at his neck. So – he couldn't move – that was bad. He suddenly felt a small breeze which brought goose bumps to his – crap – skin. He couldn't be one hundred percent positive but was pretty sure he was naked. Damn! This didn't look good or feel good for that matter.

It took him only a couple of seconds to realize that the breeze he'd felt was because someone – or something – had walked in the room he was in. He or she or it must have opened a door and was now moving close to him.

He could feel his body tense and his heart rate rise. There was nothing quite like lying flat on your back, naked and helpless. God – he hoped his team found him soon.

Without warning something reached out and touched his chest. He jerked and let out a small yell in surprise. The hand, if that was what it was, had been freezing.

His response caused the one who had touched him to begin jabbering in some language Jack had never heard before. There was a response from another being and a moment later his eyelid was being lifted.

He tried to jerk his head away but discovered that it too was restrained. Okay, this was definitely not good. Since his one eye was open anyway – looking into the face of what looked like a relatively normal human male – he decided to open the other one.

That immediately caused more talking on the part of his captors. Although he couldn't turn his head to see everything, he could see the two – men – who were standing over him. They were definitely humanoid, but there was something a little off about them. For one thing, they were small. It was difficult to tell from where he was lying, but they didn't look like they could be much over five feet tall – if that. They were also extremely pale – almost to the point of looking like something from a horror movie. Their eyes were dark – black – as was their hair, which hung down past their shoulders.

They were now staring at him, and he figured he might as well try and communicate with them. He really needed to get them to release him. He could already feel himself want to scream. There was nothing he hated more than being restrained like this.

"Uh hi", he said. Might as well start strong Jack! "My name is Jack. What's yours?"

The aliens continued to look at him for a moment but then turned to one another and began to speak in their strange, guttural language.

"Hey, it's not very nice to ignore me", he told them. "I just introduced myself. Don't you want to give me your names?"

This time they didn't even look at him, instead, one of them walked to the end of his bed, where he quickly lost sight of him. He couldn't bend his neck and therefore his field of vision was rather narrow.

"What about you?" he said to the other guy who was still standing close by. That one also said nothing and completely ignored him. Jack began to get really worried. They didn't seem interested in talking to him so what the hell did they want?

He started to feel rather strange – as if he'd been given something. He hadn't felt any kind of needle or anything so wondered what was going on. He tried to look down, as much as he was able, and could see something out of the corner of his eye. He strained to look at it and eventually could see a thin tube coming from his arm. Damn – they must have him hooked up to some kind of IV.

He started to feel hot. Not hot as in 'the air conditioning had been turned off' but hot as in a gorgeous, naked woman had just walked by and brushed up against him hot. What the hell was happening?

"Hey!" he yelled. "Don't touch that!" The man he could no longer see was fiddling around with his – "STOP IT!" He didn't know what was happening, but he knew it couldn't be good. It felt like the guy was putting something like a condom on him, although it felt a bit more solid than that.

He began to feel more and more uncomfortable and worried. It was obvious that whatever they'd pumped into him was causing an extreme sexual response and his body had responded accordingly. He groaned – desperately needing release as the sensations – along with his erection – grew. It was becoming painful and he tried to move, but couldn't due to the restraints that were holding him down.

"God – please!" he begged. He felt like he was going to explode – and not in a good way. He was sweating and began to feel nauseated, all the while continuing to feel extraordinarily aroused. "Please", he said again, this time in a whisper. He was almost passing out.

Finally he did explode – and it wasn't the normal good feeling he usually had during sex. It was as if his body was being forced to respond, even though it didn't want to. He could feel his seed shooting out into whatever the guy had put on him. It went on and on for what felt like forever until his system begin to shut down.

It was finally over, and he could feel that his body was close to collapse. He was so exhausted, so traumatized that he barely felt the alien touching him again, this time to remove whatever he'd put on him. Jack began to fade away, his last thoughts and feelings were of having been violated.

The next time he awoke he knew instantly that things hadn't changed. He was still tied up, still naked and still didn't know what was going on.

No – that wasn't quite true. Something had changed. He glanced down and could see something on his face. He wiggled his nose and mouth and realized that there was a tube running out – or maybe into one nostril. He then looked up and could see a bottle suspended over his bed. Okay – so they were feeding something to him through his nose. He prayed it was just water or nourishment and not some kind of drugs. He closed his eyes, trying to get a hold of himself. He swallowed and tried to slow down his breathing.

He was terrified – he admitted it to himself. He didn't know where he was or what the aliens were doing to him – or why. All he knew was that he still couldn't move and it was driving him crazy.

There was a sound and his eyes swiveled to the alien – he was pretty sure it was the same one as before although it was hard to tell.

"Where am I?" he asked. "Please, can you tell me what you want?" He waited but the man didn't speak, he simply stared for a moment and then turned and walked away.

Jack could tell the alien was still in the room, but couldn't see what he was doing. "Uh hey there!" he called. "Can you hear me? Can you talk to me? I told you, my name is Jack. What do you want with me?"

Still no reply. The door opened again and clearly someone else walked in because a moment later he heard talking. "HEY! What the hell is the matter with you guys? Can't you talk to me? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?" he screamed.

That seemed to have got their attention. Both aliens walked over and looked down at him, their expressions never changing. They spoke to one another again until one of them nodded and walked away. He returned a few seconds later with something in his hand. Jack tried to see what it was, but couldn't move enough to really see it.

"What is that?" he asked. He found out a moment later when the alien lifted his hand and suddenly something was thrust into Jack's mouth.

He yelled and tried to move his head or close his mouth – anything to get that thing out. Of course, with his head restrained there was really nothing much he could do. The second man reached down and wrapped a strap around Jack's head. He fiddled with it for a moment and then pulled his hands away.

They'd put a god-damned gag on him! Jack worked his mouth around the hard plastic – he assumed it was plastic – ball that had been jammed into his mouth. He tried to scream around it, but it filled his mouth so much it was even difficult to make a sound. The aliens continued to ignore him.

He laid there for what felt like hours, although he knew his ability to measure time was severely hampered by the stressful situation he was in. All he knew was that he was going insane – and he was terrified. He continued to try and pull at the restraints but whatever they used were strong and didn't budge. He could feel that he was starting to lose it and forced himself to relax by telling himself that Daniel and Teal'c and Sam would come and get him soon. They would never leave him – he was sure of it.

The aliens came and went, checking out some kind of monitors – or at least that's what he assumed. Once one of them changed the bottle over his head. He also checked the tube in Jack's nose and seemed to be satisfied after wiggling it around a few times.

It was a short time later that one of the men again moved down towards Jack's feet. A few seconds later he began to get that strange sensation again. He groaned – knowing what was coming.

He was pretty sure he was going mad, and it wasn't happening slowly. He didn't know how long he'd been here, but knew it had been too long. More than anything in the whole world he wanted to move. His muscles were seizing and everything hurt. Worse than that was the simple fact that being unable to move left him constantly on the verge of extreme panic. He had to continuously work to keep his heart rate down and to stop himself from having panic attacks.

The aliens continued to come in and out of his room, looking after all his bodily needs as if he were no more than a helpless infant or someone who was unable to look after himself. He was horrified by it – the indignity being the least of it. He was fed and watered by a tube stuck up his nose and into his stomach. His bladder was emptied regularly by one of the aliens sticking a tube into him. The worst had been the enema he'd been given. He'd wanted to scream but couldn't because he still had the gag stuck in his mouth – the gag that was causing all sorts of very painful mouth sores.

The worst of all though, was that he was regularly given some kind of sexual stimulant that constantly forced him to orgasm. He'd figured out that they were collecting his sperm – for what reason he didn't know, although he was sure it wasn't for anything good.

He tried to use all the techniques the Air Force had taught him to withstand torture, but admitted they weren't really working. Every time they forced him to ejaculate he wanted to die – or to kill someone, preferably one of the aliens. Instead he had no choice but to lie there and let them use his body any way they wanted. He couldn't fight it, no matter how hard he tried. All he could do was lie there feeling sick and in despair and violated.

He'd kept himself going for a while, by telling himself that any moment his team were going to come and get him. But now he was beginning to lose hope. Where were they? Why hadn't they come for him?

"Please guys", he said to himself. "Come and get me. Please. I can't take much more of this."

"They've got to be there Sir." Daniel was pacing back and forth in the briefing room. "There's nowhere else they could be."

"Then why can't we find them Dr. Jackson?" Hammond said, sounding tired. They'd gone over and over this but were no nearer finding a solution than before. Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter had been missing for over two weeks and they hadn't been able to find any sign of them. He'd sent out a team everyday but each one had come back with absolutely nothing.

"I agree with Daniel Jackson", Teal'c said. "They must be there. We are simply missing something."

"But what?" Daniel had his arms wrapped around himself, his usual stance when he was worried. "What could we possibly be missing?"

"They must have a secret base somewhere", Teal'c informed him. "We know there are people on the planet but we have not discovered them either."

"The Pentagon wants me to shut down the rescue missions", the General said. "I've held them off as long as possible but I don't know how much longer I can do it. It's costing us millions to continue to try and find them."

Daniel swung angrily on the general. "You're worried about money when it's Jack and Sam?"

Hammond held up his hand, too tired to even take offense. "Dr. Jackson, I'd spend every penny of the defense budget if I could to bring those two back, but it's not up to me. I'm just telling you that the powers that be won't let me continue for much longer. We have to find some evidence of them and sooner rather than later."

Daniel sat heavily in one of the chairs. "Sorry Sir. I know it's not you – it's just – where the hell can they be?"

"We must return", Teal'c said calmly. "They must be there. We have simply missed the clues."

"Okay Teal'c. You and Dr. Jackson can go with Sg-3. I'll give you five days – and find them because I expect this will be our last chance."

"We will Sir", Daniel stood up. "There's no way in hell we're leaving them there."

"We do not leave people behind General Hammond", Teal'c agreed.

"No – no we don't. Go and find them people and bring them home."