Chapter 2: Fix Her!
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A/N: Really short chapter, I'm sorry! Thank you all for the reviews! Please keep 'em coming! No flames please.
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"Fix her!" Jack ordered, on his knees next to Sam.
Janet averted her eyes and looked very much like she was trying not to cry. "I can't, sir."
"Dammit, Frasier! You will fix her!" Jack's voice was a menacing whisper. His eyes flashed angrily behind the tears.
"Sir…" Sam's voice snapped him back to reality. Her eyes were open and clear, but they were still a pale grey. "Please…"
"What, Carter? Anything." Jack said in a rush as he placed his hands on either side of her face.
"Please… you need to…" she was cut off as a spasm rocked her body.
"Carter!" He yelled. "Sam! Don't do this!"
Her eyes fluttered as she tried to say what she needed to say. All she managed was a slight shake of her head and a sad grimace.
"Jack!" He heard Daniel's voice as if from a distance. "Jack! Dammit!"
"O'Neill." He heard Teal'c's voice too. It wasn't as frantic as Daniel's, but there was a note of trepidation in it.
And then…he heard her voice. Except it was louder. And there was no liquid gurgling. "Sir! Sir, come on!"
He squeezed his eyes shut. "Carter…"
"Dammit, Colonel! Wake! Up!" Small, strong hands gripped his face.
His eyes snapped open, hands flying to cover the ones on his cheeks. He bolted upright, sending the three people surrounding him jumping backwards. Two managed to get a couple of steps away, but the third was held in place by the hands wrapped around hers.
Jack stared at Sam like she had just grown three heads. His eyes bored into hers as though he was going to find the answers to his silent questions. Sam stared back, eyes wide, but the expression in them was relieved and slightly sleepy. She was kneeling a few inches away, her body dangerously close to his.
"Sir?" She asked tentatively. A pleasant tingling feeling was running from where his large warm hands were grasping hers.
"Carter?" His voice was hoarse from his earlier screaming.
"Yes, sir." She looked at Daniel, silently asking him to help. The colonel was still staring at her and his hands were still clinging to hers. And, while she didn't mind this…she was worried that her control would break if that look in his eyes didn't go away soon. She couldn't destroy their careers because of…this.
Daniel recognized the look and could practically read her thoughts. No way was he jumping in on this one. He had heard the way Jack had been calling out her name. Whatever he had been dreaming about…something bad must have happened. Maybe it was just bad enough to make Jack do…or say something that Daniel had been encouraging him to do for years. At least that's what the romantic in Daniel was hoping. And a quick glance at Teal'c told him that the big man was thinking the same thing.
"It's…you?" His voice was strained and laced with hope and his eyes were shimmering with tears.
"Yes, sir." She gave him a small smile, trying to reassure him of her presence.
"Jesus." Still sitting down, he grabbed Sam by the collar of her BDU's and pulled her against his chest. He buried his face in her hair and took a few steadying breaths. When Sam's initial surprise dimmed her arms tightened around his back. She knew she shouldn't be doing this, but…damn. The way he'd been screaming her name…and, Holy Hannah, he was actually crying…and he was holding her as though he never planned to let her go.
And, God, she never wanted him to.
TBC
A/N: I'm so sorry! I know this isn't how you guys were expecting this to turn out; hell, I didn't expect it to come out like this. I really hope you guys aren't too disappointed…but, if you are…please no flames. My fragile being can't handle it. LOL.