Sorry about how short the chapters I tend to write a lot of short chapters. Anyway takes place sometime during the good old days before people got promoted and before people died (and came back (and died… and came back...again)) so like season read and review. Hope you enjoy :o)
p.s. don't own a thing.
"Sir," she coughed up a little blood. "We're not gonna make it." She laid her head back on the ground.
"Oh come on Carter we've been in worse situations." He crouched down next to her.
"No we haven't." she coughed again.
"Stop being so dramatic, the little grey men are just a little behind, they'll be here soon."
"They're not coming." She lifted her head and looked at him "Sir, if we don't make it out-"
"Carter, they're coming." He tried to be reassuring.
"No they're not. If they even are looking-" she laid her head back down.
"Which they are," he interrupted
"Then odds are they're looking on the opposite side of the universe."
"They'll get here." He said quite confidently.
"Sir I don't have much time."
"Oh it's not that bad." She lifted her hand off her stomach showing Jack how much blood had already soaked through the cloth and gotten on her hand. "Ok. It's pretty bad"
"Sir before I go I need to tell you something I-"
"Come on Carter you'll be fine, just fight a little while long-"
"Jack!" hearing her use his first name not only caught him off guard but it also shut him up. She coughed up some more blood. "Jack" she repeated much calmer looking up into his deep brown eyes, "I love you."
Jack paused a moment then smiled, "Sam I-" before he could finish his sentence a beam of light surrounded them. "-told you so! Way to go Thor!" He stood up excitedly. "Carter we're ok." He crouched back down by her "Carter? Carter!" he shook her a little. "Thor." He called
"O'Neill it is good to see you again." He walked over.
"ya-uh huh-you too. Can you help her?" he said kind of frantic.
"I can try but I don't know if it will do any good. She looks badly injured."
"Yeah I know that." He stood up and started pacing.
"How did she receive this injury?"
"That's not important."
"She is breathing again."
"Is she awake?" he walked over to her.
"No."
"When will she wake up?"
"I am unsure." He then added, "Colonel I feel obligated to tell you, I am unsure IF she will wake up."
"She'll wake up. She's a fighter. Just you wait and see."
Janet took a deep breath "She's stable."
"And?" Daniel asked.
"And there's not much more I can do. She's in a coma. We just have to wait and pray she comes back to us." They stood there awkwardly staring at each other, everyone thinking the same thing.
"She'll pull through this." O'Neill reassured everyone, like he always does.
"She's a fighter." Daniel added.
"Yeah." Janet agreed. "I've got some other patients to check on." She said after a few minutes of silence.
"And I've got some writing to decipher."
"And I've got.." Jack blow out air, "Something important to do."
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