AN: Alright, people. I'm reposting this story, only this time I'm doing it in chapters instead of one big, long chunk. I recently went through it and decided it is far too time consuming to leave it that way. Plus, I found a multitude of mistakes that needed fixing. So, hopefully, this story is a little more successful the second time around, eh:) Enjoy, Kats and Kittens.

Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate: SG-1. I do not own the characters of Stargate: SG-1. (But if I have my way, one day Daniel Jackson will me MINE!)

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Chapter One:

"Damn it, Daniel! Don't do this to me!" Jack seethes through clenched teeth as he forcefully presses on the archaeologist's chest, praying to whomever is listening that the still heart within it can be revived.

"Sir?"

Sweat and rain fly from his face as he sharply turns to his 2IC, seeing her stir on the wet ground she lies on.

"What . ."

"Carter, can you get up?" the colonel asks frantically, his arms aching tiredly as he switches back and forth between compressions and blowing quick breaths into Daniel's mouth.

"Sir?" Sam's voice chokes as she stares dazedly at the young man's pale, unmoving form.

"Carter, we need an ambulance! Focus, here!" Jack yells into her blank face.

"Yes, Sir," she whispers, quickly sitting up and searching her pockets for her cell phone. She stops momentarily as she spots their vehicle . . . slowly disappearing into a large mud-hole of some kind in what appears to be a ditch.

"Sir, where's Teal'c?" she asks timidly, her hands unable to stop shaking.

"Went to flag down a car," Jack grunts. "Get that damn ambulance, Carter!" Sam begins to search fleetingly, her breaths coming in little more than gasps.

"I . . . I-I can't find my cell," she stutters breathlessly, tears of frustration filling her eyes.

"It must have f-fallen out . . . God, I'm sorry, Colonel." Jack winces as he feels one of Daniel's ribs crack.

"Shit," he says in a voice so soft that Sam wonders if it could have come from him.

"Carter, don't worry about that, then. Teal'c will get help. Just . . . help me with Daniel." Sam nods quickly and leans down next to Daniel's head, blowing puffs of air into his mouth between the compressions.

"O'Neill!"

The jaffa's large form comes barreling down into the ditch, followed closely by a man in uniform.

"I was able to stop Major Davis on the road."

"Davis, please tell me you have a cell phone," Jack begs, his motions never ceasing.

"Yes, Sir. I'll call the base immediately," Davis nods, beginning to dial the memorized number.

"No!" Jack protests. "The base is at least thirty minutes from here. Danny . . . Doctor Jackson doesn't have that long. Call 911 and get an ambulance. They'll take him to the nearest hospital."

"Sir-"

"That's an order, Major," Jack commands, becoming irritated, both from annoyance and exhaustion.

"Yes, Sir."

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"Colonel!"

Jack looks up tiredly as Janet and General Hammond enter the waiting room, where he, Sam, Teal'c, and Major Davis currently sit. Immediately, the three stand to salute the general.

"At ease," Hammond says quietly. "Colonel, what happened?" Jack looks to the ground.

/"What'd I tell you, Danny? Mavericks can beat anyone at anytime," Jack smiles, flipping the windshield wipers on as rain begins to splatter the window.

"Dumb luck, Jack. Dumb luck," Daniel smiles in return, something that his friends do not see often enough. "Fifty dollars, right?"

"Tell you what," Jack suggests. "You pick up the tab at O'Malley's tonight, and we'll call it even."

"Deal," Daniel says softly with a nod. The lingering silence that follows causes Jack to turn on the radio. A car switches to the lane in front of them, but the colonel thinks nothing of it until two similar vehicles come up beside and behind his own.

"O'Neill," Teal'c says in an uneasy tone.

"I see them, T," Jack nods warily sitting up straighter in his seat.

"What's going on?" Daniel asks, looking out his window at the suspicious cars. "Are they trying to run us off the road?"

"I doubt it," Sam shrugs. "It's probably just some kids trying to get insurance money."

"I'm not so sure about that," Jack replies skeptically, looking back and forth between the trio of automobiles.

Before anymore can be said, the car to their right swerves and hits the passenger side. Shattered glass and rain shower down upon the archaeologist, who immediately covers his head with his arms. Jack's heart nearly stops as he sees the metal railing on the side of the road give against the car's weight.

All too quickly, the vehicle is rolling into the ditch. Had he told everyone to buckle their seatbelts before they left the hockey game? The colonel cannot remember, but he soon receives his answer when the car finally stops its descent into the muddy trench, landing upside-down.

Daniel's seat is empty./

"Jack?" the general's gentle shake brings the colonel back into the present. He looks up, realizing that everything is becoming blurry. He quickly blinks back the unwanted tears and takes a deep breath.

"This wasn't an accident, Sir," he replies to Hammond's question, thankful that the answer is in a firm tone. Jack opens his mouth to relay the story to the two, but he is cut off as the double doors leading from the emergency room open and a man in blue scrubs emerges, walking briskly towards them.

"Colonel O'Neill?" he asks quietly. Jack can do no more than nod as his throat closes around his voice. "Colonel, Doctor Jackson came in with a weak pulse, severe head trauma, and massive internal bleeding, mostly in his lungs. He is stable at the moment but extremely critical. We don't expect him to wake for the next few days."

"Excuse me," Janet steps up to the man. "I'm Janet Fraiser, Daniel's doctor. Could you possibly allow me to see his charts? I'd also like to ask some questions, get more details."

"By all means," the man nods. "Colonel, if you'll follow Doctor Fraiser and myself, I'd like to examine your injuries."

"Sure," Jack nods dazedly.

"Sam, Teal'c, why don't you come too?" Janet says softly. "I'll examine the both of you, and then we'll see how Daniel is doing." The other two members of SG-1 stand solemnly and the group follows the doctors through another pair of double doors, leaving Major Davis and General Hammond behind.