This is set after Lost City part 2, but assuming that Janet didn't die in
Heroes. Jack is still frozen in Antarctica and Sam is missing. Jack/Sam.
God only knows.
General Hammond stood in the control room looking down at the remaining members of SG1 ready to depart on a rescue mission.
"Doctor Jackson, Teal'c you have a go." He said as the wormhole whooshed to life. "Bring her home."
"We will Sir." Daniel said trying to persuade himself that this time they would, they had to; Sam was family. He waved then made his way up the ramp and through the blue event horizon.
Teal'c followed the younger man and bowed his head towards Hammond before stepping through to the other planet.
"Daniel Jackson, do you not think it wise to apply your sunscreen at this time?" Teal'c asked sheltering his eyes from the heat of the midday sun.
Since Daniel's normal mother hen was frozen until they could find a cure, Teal'c had taken it upon himself to make sure his friend looked after himself, ate and slept regularly and didn't get hurt.
"I'll be fine Teal'c." He said pulling his floppy hat out of his pack to shield his face. "There's sand in my pack already and we've only just got here!"
"You will complain more when the sand reaches places you prefer not to mention and irritates the sunburn you will receive from not applying your sunscreen."
"Alright, I'll put it on!" He said rummaging around for the elusive bottle of factor 30.
Half an hour later the duo were making their way away from the Stargate, across the barren desert.
"Teal'c," Daniel stopped in his tracks to take another swig from his water bottle. "Do you see that oasis or is it a mirage?"
"I do not see a mirror Daniel Jackson, only some vegetation and a pool of water."
"I take that as no, it's not a mirage." He said shaking his head and walking towards it. "You do know what a mirage is, don't you?"
"I do." Teal'c said following at a jog to catch up. "Daniel Jackson, I believe there is something or someone lying down in the shade."
"De drol!" Daniel swore in Dutch and started to run towards the figure on the ground.
Teal'c who had more sense; kept a look out for any signs of danger and held his staff weapon in a defensive position.
"Teal'c! It's Sam!" Daniel yelled back to the Jaffa. "I need some help here."
By the time Teal'c had gotten to them, Daniel had rolled Sam onto her back after checking for broken bones and deep cuts.
"She's breathing, but she must be really dehydrated. We have to get her back to the infirmary." He said wiping the sand from her sunburnt face.
Teal'c handed Daniel his staff weapon and picked the unconscious form of Samantha Carter up.
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"Unscheduled, incoming wormhole Sir." The gate technician informed the base CO.
"Medical team stand by."
"Receiving SG1 idc Sir."
"Open the iris, Fraiser to the gate room, Fraiser to the gate room." He yelled over the speakers.
"There are three persons in transit Sir." The tech said pointing to the screen.
As soon as SG1 stepped onto the ramp they were surrounded by the paramedics, Teal'c lowered Sam onto one of the stretchers and watched as she was taken up to the infirmary.
"Doctor Jackson, where did you find her?" Hammond asked striding over to him.
"About half a mile away from the gate Sir. We found an oasis and she was lying under one of the trees."
"Well done both of you, get showered and then go for your post mission medical." George clapped Daniel on the back. "You might want to put some after sun on your face son."
Daniel touched his cheek and felt the heat coming from it. "But I put sunscreen on!" He said to himself.
Teal'c smiled and walked out of the gate room, Daniel hot on his tail. "We weren't there for very long!"
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"Sir, Major Carter has suffered from dehydration and sunburn, she has bruised ribs but no other visible signs of injury." Janet Fraiser paused in her conclusions. "She should be awake once she has enough liquids back in her."
"Thank you doctor." Hammond smiled and looked across to see Daniel sitting in a chair next to Sam's bed reading a book out loud and Teal'c standing guard at the end of her bed. If Jack were there he would have been in the other chair holding her hand.
The phone ringing in Janet's office stopped his musings; no one was around to answer it so George picked up the handset.
"Infirmary, this is General Hammond speaking."
"General, this is Colonel Hays at Antarctic base camp Sir. It's Colonel O'Neill Sir, he's thawing out."
"What?"
"The ice around him is melting Sir, from the reading we've taken, most of the Ancients abnormalities in the Colonel's brain have dissipated."
"That's incredible."
"It is Sir, permission to send the Colonel home?"
"Granted, as soon as he's stable at your end, then you can send most of the men back. Keep the scientists who want to study the technology there for another two weeks."
"Thank you Sir."
Hammond hung up, smiled and went to tell Janet and the rest of SG1.
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Two hours later Janet found herself in Jack's office, the usual clutter had been tidied into boxes, which were still on the floor. Not really knowing what to do at the moment what with Sam still unconscious, Jack not due home for two days and no teams currently off world, so she started to unpack the Colonel's stuff.
After an hours hard work she finally had almost put everything back in it's original place-it's just lucky she had had to track the Colonel down so many times for physicals otherwise she would never have known where to put each photo or Game boy game.
She was on the last box; ripping off the tape sealing it she found a tatty photo album on the top. Janet carefully opened the photo album, knowing that something was bound to fall out or not be stuck down properly; after all it was Jack's. She scanned the pictures; the first couple were of his son Charlie in baseball gear and with the Colonel. Turning the page she saw a group photo of SG1, the Colonel's family over the past seven years.
A piece of folded paper wedged into one of the later pages caught the doctors eye, curiosity taking the better of her she turned to that page. She smiled as she saw the most recent pictures taken the week before they had heard of Anubises plans, at Cassandra's eighteenth birthday before the teenager went out with her friends. SG1, Hammond, Cassie and Janet were all smiling at the camera with their arms around each other. The next picture was similar apart from the fact that Sam and Jack were lying in a pile on the floor with everyone else staring at them, Jack had rushed back to his space before the went off and fell into his 2IC as the picture was taken, Janet smiled at the memories.
She glanced at the piece of paper in her hand, it read:
Dr. Major Samantha Jean Carter PhD.
She recognised the Colonel's scrawl of an excuse for handwriting, she thought better give it to her friend when she wakes up. But on the other hand, what if he didn't actually mean for Sam to read it? He should arrive back at the SGC within two days so should he give it to her himself if he wanted her to read it, or should Sam read it before he gets back? Deciding that she would have to read it to decide the best action, she considered her self officially off duty for the next however many minutes it would take to read the letter in case it was personal.
She carefully unfolded the paper there was a photo paper clipped to one corner, it had Sam, laughing at one of Jack's jokes no doubt and Jack, putting and arm around her shoulder-the perfect couple, they looked so natural together. Janet sighed and started to read the letter.
Sam,
It's funny; I've attempted to start this letter God know how many times and I end up with just your name!
So, it's 0300 and I can't sleep, from what I can figure from this Ancient crap in my head this will be my last attempt at saving the sorry planet we call home. I won't be around anymore Sam so you'll have to look after Danny Boy for me, don't let him stay up late playing with his rocks, make sure he eats something other than coffee related food items, you know the drill. But seriously, look after yourself and your team. I talked to Hammond and you'll get full command of SG1 when I'm gone.
Saying this is my last act and everything is a bit depressing don't ya think? That's why I won't tell you in person, by the time you read this letter I will be dead and it won't matter anymore. But I have no regrets – well maybe one. I will regret not telling you how I feel, it may sound selfish now that you are happy with Pete but I still love you Sam. I always will, wherever I am, you'll never know how much, I doubt anyone does-as the Beach Boys once said "God only knows how I feel about you!"
The first day I met you, I remember it like it was yesterday, from the first feministic remark you had me falling for you and it's grown; every time you smile at one of my pathetic attempts at a joke or whenever you frown over a problem that you always solve in the end no matter what, I fall deeper and deeper in love with you. I know you don't feel that strongly for me, or if you do or did you've moved on and I'm happy for you, Pete's good for you and you deserve a nice life, a house with a white picket fence, 2.4 children and a dog named Scraps-you are not allowed to name your dog after some dead scientist guy Sam, that's my last official order to you as your commanding officer!
Have a nice life Sam, be happy and enjoy every last minute of it. Remember there's no place like home Dorothy!
All the love in my heart,
Your Scarecrow-Jack xxx
Janet wiped a tear away from her eye and turned the paper over, typical O'Neillism she thought, a P.S on the back!
P.S. Ding dong the witch is dead!
Janet laughed to herself. "The witch is defiantly dead Colonel, you made sure of that."
God only knows.
General Hammond stood in the control room looking down at the remaining members of SG1 ready to depart on a rescue mission.
"Doctor Jackson, Teal'c you have a go." He said as the wormhole whooshed to life. "Bring her home."
"We will Sir." Daniel said trying to persuade himself that this time they would, they had to; Sam was family. He waved then made his way up the ramp and through the blue event horizon.
Teal'c followed the younger man and bowed his head towards Hammond before stepping through to the other planet.
"Daniel Jackson, do you not think it wise to apply your sunscreen at this time?" Teal'c asked sheltering his eyes from the heat of the midday sun.
Since Daniel's normal mother hen was frozen until they could find a cure, Teal'c had taken it upon himself to make sure his friend looked after himself, ate and slept regularly and didn't get hurt.
"I'll be fine Teal'c." He said pulling his floppy hat out of his pack to shield his face. "There's sand in my pack already and we've only just got here!"
"You will complain more when the sand reaches places you prefer not to mention and irritates the sunburn you will receive from not applying your sunscreen."
"Alright, I'll put it on!" He said rummaging around for the elusive bottle of factor 30.
Half an hour later the duo were making their way away from the Stargate, across the barren desert.
"Teal'c," Daniel stopped in his tracks to take another swig from his water bottle. "Do you see that oasis or is it a mirage?"
"I do not see a mirror Daniel Jackson, only some vegetation and a pool of water."
"I take that as no, it's not a mirage." He said shaking his head and walking towards it. "You do know what a mirage is, don't you?"
"I do." Teal'c said following at a jog to catch up. "Daniel Jackson, I believe there is something or someone lying down in the shade."
"De drol!" Daniel swore in Dutch and started to run towards the figure on the ground.
Teal'c who had more sense; kept a look out for any signs of danger and held his staff weapon in a defensive position.
"Teal'c! It's Sam!" Daniel yelled back to the Jaffa. "I need some help here."
By the time Teal'c had gotten to them, Daniel had rolled Sam onto her back after checking for broken bones and deep cuts.
"She's breathing, but she must be really dehydrated. We have to get her back to the infirmary." He said wiping the sand from her sunburnt face.
Teal'c handed Daniel his staff weapon and picked the unconscious form of Samantha Carter up.
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"Unscheduled, incoming wormhole Sir." The gate technician informed the base CO.
"Medical team stand by."
"Receiving SG1 idc Sir."
"Open the iris, Fraiser to the gate room, Fraiser to the gate room." He yelled over the speakers.
"There are three persons in transit Sir." The tech said pointing to the screen.
As soon as SG1 stepped onto the ramp they were surrounded by the paramedics, Teal'c lowered Sam onto one of the stretchers and watched as she was taken up to the infirmary.
"Doctor Jackson, where did you find her?" Hammond asked striding over to him.
"About half a mile away from the gate Sir. We found an oasis and she was lying under one of the trees."
"Well done both of you, get showered and then go for your post mission medical." George clapped Daniel on the back. "You might want to put some after sun on your face son."
Daniel touched his cheek and felt the heat coming from it. "But I put sunscreen on!" He said to himself.
Teal'c smiled and walked out of the gate room, Daniel hot on his tail. "We weren't there for very long!"
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"Sir, Major Carter has suffered from dehydration and sunburn, she has bruised ribs but no other visible signs of injury." Janet Fraiser paused in her conclusions. "She should be awake once she has enough liquids back in her."
"Thank you doctor." Hammond smiled and looked across to see Daniel sitting in a chair next to Sam's bed reading a book out loud and Teal'c standing guard at the end of her bed. If Jack were there he would have been in the other chair holding her hand.
The phone ringing in Janet's office stopped his musings; no one was around to answer it so George picked up the handset.
"Infirmary, this is General Hammond speaking."
"General, this is Colonel Hays at Antarctic base camp Sir. It's Colonel O'Neill Sir, he's thawing out."
"What?"
"The ice around him is melting Sir, from the reading we've taken, most of the Ancients abnormalities in the Colonel's brain have dissipated."
"That's incredible."
"It is Sir, permission to send the Colonel home?"
"Granted, as soon as he's stable at your end, then you can send most of the men back. Keep the scientists who want to study the technology there for another two weeks."
"Thank you Sir."
Hammond hung up, smiled and went to tell Janet and the rest of SG1.
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Two hours later Janet found herself in Jack's office, the usual clutter had been tidied into boxes, which were still on the floor. Not really knowing what to do at the moment what with Sam still unconscious, Jack not due home for two days and no teams currently off world, so she started to unpack the Colonel's stuff.
After an hours hard work she finally had almost put everything back in it's original place-it's just lucky she had had to track the Colonel down so many times for physicals otherwise she would never have known where to put each photo or Game boy game.
She was on the last box; ripping off the tape sealing it she found a tatty photo album on the top. Janet carefully opened the photo album, knowing that something was bound to fall out or not be stuck down properly; after all it was Jack's. She scanned the pictures; the first couple were of his son Charlie in baseball gear and with the Colonel. Turning the page she saw a group photo of SG1, the Colonel's family over the past seven years.
A piece of folded paper wedged into one of the later pages caught the doctors eye, curiosity taking the better of her she turned to that page. She smiled as she saw the most recent pictures taken the week before they had heard of Anubises plans, at Cassandra's eighteenth birthday before the teenager went out with her friends. SG1, Hammond, Cassie and Janet were all smiling at the camera with their arms around each other. The next picture was similar apart from the fact that Sam and Jack were lying in a pile on the floor with everyone else staring at them, Jack had rushed back to his space before the went off and fell into his 2IC as the picture was taken, Janet smiled at the memories.
She glanced at the piece of paper in her hand, it read:
Dr. Major Samantha Jean Carter PhD.
She recognised the Colonel's scrawl of an excuse for handwriting, she thought better give it to her friend when she wakes up. But on the other hand, what if he didn't actually mean for Sam to read it? He should arrive back at the SGC within two days so should he give it to her himself if he wanted her to read it, or should Sam read it before he gets back? Deciding that she would have to read it to decide the best action, she considered her self officially off duty for the next however many minutes it would take to read the letter in case it was personal.
She carefully unfolded the paper there was a photo paper clipped to one corner, it had Sam, laughing at one of Jack's jokes no doubt and Jack, putting and arm around her shoulder-the perfect couple, they looked so natural together. Janet sighed and started to read the letter.
Sam,
It's funny; I've attempted to start this letter God know how many times and I end up with just your name!
So, it's 0300 and I can't sleep, from what I can figure from this Ancient crap in my head this will be my last attempt at saving the sorry planet we call home. I won't be around anymore Sam so you'll have to look after Danny Boy for me, don't let him stay up late playing with his rocks, make sure he eats something other than coffee related food items, you know the drill. But seriously, look after yourself and your team. I talked to Hammond and you'll get full command of SG1 when I'm gone.
Saying this is my last act and everything is a bit depressing don't ya think? That's why I won't tell you in person, by the time you read this letter I will be dead and it won't matter anymore. But I have no regrets – well maybe one. I will regret not telling you how I feel, it may sound selfish now that you are happy with Pete but I still love you Sam. I always will, wherever I am, you'll never know how much, I doubt anyone does-as the Beach Boys once said "God only knows how I feel about you!"
The first day I met you, I remember it like it was yesterday, from the first feministic remark you had me falling for you and it's grown; every time you smile at one of my pathetic attempts at a joke or whenever you frown over a problem that you always solve in the end no matter what, I fall deeper and deeper in love with you. I know you don't feel that strongly for me, or if you do or did you've moved on and I'm happy for you, Pete's good for you and you deserve a nice life, a house with a white picket fence, 2.4 children and a dog named Scraps-you are not allowed to name your dog after some dead scientist guy Sam, that's my last official order to you as your commanding officer!
Have a nice life Sam, be happy and enjoy every last minute of it. Remember there's no place like home Dorothy!
All the love in my heart,
Your Scarecrow-Jack xxx
Janet wiped a tear away from her eye and turned the paper over, typical O'Neillism she thought, a P.S on the back!
P.S. Ding dong the witch is dead!
Janet laughed to herself. "The witch is defiantly dead Colonel, you made sure of that."
