A/N: Okay, So my CSI story is on hold until I have the money to back up my old hard drive. Until that happens I'm giving you guys this story! It's a little stargate diddy that I started and just remembered I had. This one his backed up. Not going to be too long. Let me know what you think! Daniel whumpage!

Chapter 1

Daniel hunched his shoulders miserably. This rain was horrendous. How could clouds hold so much rain without bursting sooner? It had started out to be such a nice day on a friendly planet. As usual the inhabitants hadn't been on their level of technology. They were in the middle of an age similar to the medieval days but with more advancements than the people on Earth had had. They had an efficient and clean sewer system and indoor plumbing. Jack had been bored to death but Daniel was like a kid on Christmas. The art, the technology, the language, he was in heaven.

They were overdue for returning home, but with weather like this, it just couldn't be helped. The water level after just a few hours of rain was splashing around their knees now. They tried to move quickly still at least an hour's walk from the gate, but that was an hour's walk without the water up to their knees and rising. The wind lashed at them like being stung by a thousand sharp daggers. They were all shivering roughly.

"Are we there yet?" Jack whined miserably annoyed by the silence, excluding the rain, they had been in since the storm started.

"I do not believe so O'Neill, the gate is not within sight." Teal'c iterated. Daniel and Jack snorted at the comment.

"Thank you Teal'c. I hadn't noticed the gate wasn't in sight." Jack replied sarcastically.

"You are welcome O'Neill" Teal'c continued. Another round of snorts. Suddenly they all stopped and stared at what had once been the bridge across a small river. Now though, there wasn't even a trace of the bridge, just a roaring rapid river.

"Now what sir?" Carter asked. Jack looked around for another way across.

"Let's go upstream and see if there's a way across." Jack suggested. Cold and wet they turned and followed the river for a long while without any sign of hope for a crossing or bridge. They did however know that they had gained elevation. The water was just rising so fast that it didn't seem to make a difference.

"Maybe we should have stayed at the village after all." Daniel suggested punctuating the statement with a sneeze of sneezes and then a second to top it off.

"Daniel, don't even start with me on this. We had to report back and it wasn't raining at all when we left." Jack declared.

"Yes but the villagers warned us it would be like this Jack!" Daniel shouted over the wind.

"Daniel, I said not to start this!" Jack argued again even though the archaeologist had a valid point. The villagers had said a storm was coming within the hour and that they should stay until it passed, Jack just hadn't been expecting hurricane storm force like this. It topped the heaviest rain falls they had on Earth.

"Fine! But when we all get pneumonia don't blame me!" Daniel retorted. Carter just shook her head at the two and slogged forward.

"O'Neill, I believe I have found a way to cross." Teal'c announced pointing to a large hill that led to a waterfall. Very near the waterfall was a fallen tree that looked to be a somewhat suitable bridge, even if it was situated almost at the top of the falls. They would be in trouble if they couldn't keep their balance.

"Great job T, let's hope it's as stable as it looks." Jack decided wading a little quicker. The nice thing was that the higher they climbed the lower the water dropped, all the way to half way up their shins. It made travel a lot faster. They all stood back while Teal'c tested the log to determine if it was safe. It didn't take long to get the nod of approval.

"Alright Carter, you first." Jack ordered. He watched nervously as she took tentative step after step towards the middle of the log. Once she slipped and everyone held their breath for a moment until she continued. Everyone gave a sigh of relief when she made it to the other side without any further problems.

"Danny-boy, you're next!" he shouted over the wind. It seemed to be getting stronger, and the rain if that were even possible. Daniel sneezed three times viciously before heading out. Jack felt slightly annoyed at his allergies, or actually, he was a bit ticked off at everything at the moment. Bad weather tended to do that to him, especially when he was in the bad weather.

Daniel seemed to be tip-toeing across the log, moving far slower than Carter, not very well balanced or sure-footed on the slick log.

Abruptly a massive surge of water careened over the falls overtaking the log and Daniel entirely. Jack jumped onto the log only to see Daniel tumble off the log head first crashing against every rock possible as he went down. Then he disappeared as he was swept away in the river.

"Daniel!" Jack shouted and without second thought ran out onto the log and leapt as far out as possible, clearing the numerous rocks the archaeologist had hit on his way down. He hit the water hard narrowly missing hitting a boulder hidden beneath the water and was sucked away on the strong current.

Jack managed to force himself to the surface taking deep gulps of both air and water before going under again. He scanned rapidly for the archaeologist in the slightly murky water. There, about twenty feet ahead of him and getting further out, was Daniel, struggling feebly to surface. His movements were awkward and no where near strong enough to beat the current. Jack surged forward swimming with the current towards Daniel the speed helping him to close the distance but he still couldn't get close enough to grab him.

Daniel tried to gasp for air, his lungs burning, only to breathe icy cold water. Pain shot through him as he struggled to swim, or even find out where up was. Everything he grabbed at to pull him out of the river was wrenched away with slippery fingers and a strong current, gone before he could even try. Crashing into boulders Daniel never distinguished the next rock from Jack careening into him and grabbing hold, consciousness slipping away fast.

O'Neill fought their way to the surface gasping for air amazed that he stayed above the water for a whole five seconds before being dragged under again. If Daniel took a breath he would never know over the pounding of the rain, wind, and the roar of the rapids. Viciously he kicked out trying to propel them to the side of the river and shore. His legs ached and his lungs hurt from the effort but slowly, ever so slowly shore came closer and closer until Jack hit solid ground.

Legs shaking with cold and tired he pulled the two of them far from the river bank before stopping. He rolled Daniel onto his back, resting on his knees and for a second his heart stopped. Daniel wasn't breathing. Rapidly he tilted his head back and began rescue breathing.

"C'mon Daniel, breathe!" he shouted. As if on command Daniel jerked with a violent cough, water spraying everywhere. He coughed and hacked up water by the bucketful.

"Atta boy Daniel, spit it all out." Jack coaxed. After a while Daniel stilled, breathing steady though shallow breaths. Jack took a moment to see the damage from the fall. He had a huge gash running half way across his forehead and down the side of his face. He had a black eye and a really good knot on the back of his head.

He lifted the hem of his shirt spying a large collection of bruises that were darkening and swelling rapidly.

"Well, that looks like broken ribs to me Daniel." Jack muttered. Everything else seemed to be okay until he got to his left ankle. It was twisted and bent at a strange angle. Jack winced at the sight, pulling off Daniel's boot and sock while he still could. It was an ugly green and black and swelling twice as fast as the rest of his bruises.

With a groan and a gripe he lifted the archaeologist to his feet, hanging limply against him and they trudged off in search of shelter.

A/N: Well there's the first segment, whach'ya think?