Cold Sweat
Jack's legs ached from running he glanced up to see his second in command nearly at the gate.
"Carter, dial it up. I'll cover you," he ordered as he turned to do just that.
Daniel, Teal'c, and Jack all fired at the oncoming Jaffa who fell quickly under the heavy p90 fire. But one kept coming toward them. Jack emptied his clip at it scoring multiple hits but not piercing the Jaffa's armor. Jack was frozen all he could do was watch as it fired it's staff weapon hitting Sam in the back at almost the same instant that Daniel fired his Beretta taking it down.
They rushed to where Sam lay blood pooling beneath her and trickling down her chin as she fought to breathe. Jack gently lifted her head and shoulders into his lap.
"Sir… you sa said... you would… cover… me." She fought through the pain as she struggled to talk, "You… fai failed me!"
"No, Carter you'll be alright, you just have to hold on a little wile longer."
All Jack could do was watch as her fight to breathe became harder and harder. The realization hit him like a bucket of ice water. Samantha Carter, the woman he loved, was dieing! He watched in horror as her breathing become increasingly shallower, praying she would hold out until help arrived. He watched as her chest rose and fell never to rise again, her eyes once shining with intelligence and an almost child like curiosity now starred vacantly up at him.
"No," he whispered tears starting to stream down his face.
"Jack, It's all your fault. You said you'd cover her. I took it down with my Beretta and you couldn't even get it with your p90. You killed Sam! You might as well have pulled the trigger yourself! YOU KILLED HER JACK!"
"Indeed, O'Neill. You are responsible for the death of Major Carter, who was like a younger sister to me. It is within my rights to avenge her death by dismembering you."
"no no no No No NO NO NO NO NO NO CARTERRRRRRRR."