Still not mine.

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The water burned her even though it was as cold as ice. She tried desperately to keep her head above water, but the undertow in the small pool was too strong. It pulled her under again. She choked on the salty water. It burned her lungs. She was sure that she was going to drown, but suddenly she felt something grab her arm and yank. She felt something in her shoulder snap and crunch. Again there was a harsh tug until she resurfaced and was pulled out of the burning black abyss that seemed intent on swallowing her. She coughed up mouthfuls of the burning water until she found herself lying on her back staring up at the ceiling of the cave and the gaping hole where she had fallen through.

"Sam? Sam, are you ok?" She looked towards the distant voice only to find that her father was kneeling beside her, holding her in a semi sitting position.

"Yeah. I think so." Her head was starting to clear. He didn't sound so far away and the haziness around the edges was starting to fade.

"Good," said Jack from her left. "Daniel has started a fire. Let's get you warmed up and into something dry."

"Yes, sir."

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Jacob sat watching his daughter sleep fitfully at his side. Something was defiantly not right. Ever since she had fell in that pool of water days before she had been getting sicker and sicker. It was something in the water that has caused it, he was sure about that. He reached out and placed his hand on her forehead and realized with a shock that her fever had spiked. He placed a cool rag on her head and went in search of the medical kit that Jack and Teal'c had left behind when they had returned to the SGC for help with a sample of the water. Jacob and Daniel had been left behind to tend a very sick Sam.

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Sam shook herself awake, her teeth chattered together. Her broken collarbone hurt and the sling wasn't helping. She tried vainly to go back to sleep but no matter what she did she couldn't get warm or comfortable. Her father was constantly asking her if she needed anything, or if she was ok. Of course she wasn't! Why couldn't he see that? She tried to tell him so, but no words would come. Instead her head began to hurt again. She was sure that her skull was going to burst open from the constant pounding. At the moment all she wanted was to curl up in a ball and die, but it didn't look much like her father would leave her alone long enough for that.