The story is a cross over with an Australian Police drama called Stingers.
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"CARTER!" He yelled, as he saw one of his team members get hit and fly backwards, before aiming at the Goa'uld, and shooting. Running over through the cover fire, Daniel grabbed her and dragged her to safety, as the goa'ulds retreated, leaving them momentarily. Daniel was smart; he was the only one in the team who was not in the military. He was in fact a civilian. His brown hair was short but all over the place. He wore glasses, and was an archaeologist and linguist. Running over he fell by her side. Looking at Daniel.
"How is she?"
"She's not dead if that's what your asking," swallowing he nodded, reaching for her hand. "Jack she'll pull through, but we have to get out of here!" Nodding he looked up watching Daniel.
"Alright I'll give you cover fire, dial us home!" Nodding as Jack started firing, Daniel ran over to the DHD. Once the worm hole was connected the firing stopped as both men ran for the stargate. Carter thrown over Jack's shoulders. Jack was in charge of the team. They were his team, they were SG-1. Jack had short light brown hair, which was greying around the shorter parts. His eyes were piercing, and he cared for each and every member of his team. Once they got through the gate, Jack looked up, as he continued to run down the mental rise.
"CLOSE THE IRIS!" He yelled, before putting Carter down. "Get Doctor Fraiser!" Leaning over her, he ran his hand down the side of her face. "Sam, come on Sam can you hear me?" He whispered, taking her hand tightly, as she lay there lifelessly.
Samantha Carter was intelligent, she went through the air force academy, and she topped all of her classes, and won every award that she ever went up for. She had short blonde hair, and her piercing blue eyes told the story of her. Before getting on the SG-1 team, and learning about the stargate, Samantha wanted to be an astronaut. This dream was conquered plus many, many more elaborative things that she now does.
"Get her to the infirmary!" Doctor Fraiser stated, as Sam had many wires already in her, in order to keep her alive on the basic level, while she was transported to the infirmary, where Doctor Fraiser could examine her more closely. Doctor Janet Fraiser, had red-ish brown hair, she was caring, kind, and took care of everyone on the base. She took more care and time with the SG-1 team, over anyone else, as they were the first stargate team, to always get the case, and either head on out to the dangerous planets, or palm them off if they were busier with others.
"What's wrong with her doctor?"
"I'm not so sure! I haven't seen anything like this before! I mean General, we have to wait and see with Captain Carter, I don't know, we can't do much without risking our own lives in order to help her." She stated looking from her patient to the general and back again.
"Understood, do what ever you can, without risking your own lives, doctor,"
"Yes sir," as General Hammond walked out, she sighed before turning back and watching her friend and fellow colleague.
General George Hammond was in charge of the stargate teams, one through to ten. He was put there for 'a quite desk job, to ease him into retirement' which in fact has been quite the opposite. Hammond is bald, kind hearted, and is a total family man. He loves his two granddaughters, with every ounce of his body.
That night as Jack sat beside her lifeless body, he sighed. He couldn't help but take her hand again. He and everyone else were told of the risks involved, and nothing they could do could help her now. She was on her own and that was just something Jack could not handle.
"Sam, come on you better pull through this!" He whispered, squeezing her hand slightly, as he felt tears springing to his eyes.
"Colonel," taking a deep breath to steady his breathing Jack sniffled, before looking up and smiling slightly.
"Hey doc,"
"She will beat this, Sam's strong. We've sent word to the Tok'ra, her fathers on his way as soon as he's finished the mission he's on."
"They haven't told him yet have they?"
"Not that we're aware of sir," she whispered, looking down.
"Doc," looking up she forced a slight smile, "I have to know, will she pull through this? Will she come out the other side the same Carter we know?"
"I can't answer that sir, she was hit pretty hard by that staff blast, and now it's like there are extra toxin's getting pumped around her body. Almost as through she had a symbiote removed, and its injected toxin's into her system so she dies with it."
"How is that possible?" He frowned
"It's not sir! There is no possible explanation for what is happening to Captain Carter, I have no idea what is going on with her, its like her entire physiology is changing, just like yours did, when you were on Argos." Janet stated looking at him, before he turned his eyes back to Sam.
"Would it be possible the two could be connected?" He questioned. "I mean if we were to go back to Argos, and see how they are and what's going on, we might be able to find something to help cure Carter?"
"It might be possible sir, but I don't think they would be connected. After all you haven't been back to Argos, for some time now, Colonel."
"I'm aware of that Doc but if there is an answer there and we don't look for it…" Stopping he sighed, as she nodded and squeezed his shoulder.
"I'll leave you alone for a while, just think about it Colonel, your searching for a microscopic needle in an earth sized haystack." She said gently, before leaving just as quietly as she entered.
"COLONEL!" She screamed, as bullets came from know where, and started to shoot at them. With Jack being shot, Sam was trying to cover herself. As she finally got a hold on the situation, she ran over to Jack, and pulled him, back with her into her quarters. "Sir? … Come on Jack, please," she whispered. Gasping for air his eyes opened as he looked up at her.
"Carter?" He whispered.
"I'm here, it's alright, stay calm. I'm going to go to the infirmary, and see what I can get, alright? Try not to move too much, and please hang in there," she whispered, squeezing his hand before leaving her quarters. Looking around Jack, could hear footsteps, from Sam as she left, but then heard firing for at least a good twenty minutes, before everything went quiet. There was nothing, no footsteps in his direction, no guns shooting no nothing.
Pushing himself up, to lean against her bed, Jack saw the injuries that he had sustained, and knew no matter what she brought back, that without a doctor, there would be next to no chance of him surviving. Breathing deeply, Jack, managed to push himself up onto her bed, which is were she found him when she ran back into the room, locking the door.
"Colonel," she whispered taking his hand tightly. "Sir, squeeze my hand if you can hear me," she whispered, smiling almost instantly as he responded and opened his eyes.
"Carter! I'm going to die, you're not a doctor," he whispered, trying to inhale as much air as possible.
"Sir, I've had medical training I'm going to do my best, but I'm never going to leave your side, alright? If you die they'll have to kill me before I say anything," she whispered, unbuttoning his shirt gently.
"Mm," groaning in pain he squeezed his eyes closed tighter.
"Sorry," she whispered watching him.
"It's alright," he mumbled. As she opened his shirt, Sam pressed the medicated packs to his wounds. Groaning, Jack tried his best not to scream, and sensing he was going to, Sam reacted quickly, pressing her free hand over his mouth seconds before he screamed into it.
"Sir," she whispered, watching him "Colonel! Listen to me, if I move my hand…" Jumping back, Sam gasped as he bit the side of her hand. Watching him, he groaned, as a tear slipped from the corner of his eyes, as he looked at her.
"Sorry," he whispered, nodding she smiled gently.
"It's alright, but you have to listen to me; you can't keep screaming I know it hurts, but…"
"Then stop me, knock me out, kill me, do something there is no way possible, the pain is too great," he stated.
"General permission to take a team through the gate, to Argos?" Jack stated as he walked into the Generals office, unannounced. Looking up he frowned slightly.
"What for Colonel?"
"To find out what we're dealing with sir,"
"How is going to Argos going to help you Colonel?"
"Doctor Fraiser said that there seemed to be some sort of connection to what happened to me on Argos, and what Carter's body is experiencing, if we do not go sir, she might die,"
"She might die if you do go Colonel,"
"With all due respect sir, if there is something on Argos and we don't try to find it, there may be nothing that can be done to help her sir."
"I'm aware of that Jack, and we have to assess the risks…"
"Permission to go to Argos alone then sir?"
"Jack are you hearing me?"
"Yes sir, but if I don't try to do something and Carter die's I'll never forgive myself sir!" Jack stated, slightly starting to raise his voice in his own frustration, more then at Hammond.
"What are you two giggling at?" Came the accusing male voice from behind them. Smiling, they both looked up.
"Nothing for you to worry about Peter! This is girl stuff!"
"Well sor-rey!" He huffed. Walking past them he moved to his desk and turned on his computer. Peter was the most experienced officer there; he had golden blonde, unruly curls that matched his just as unruly behaviour, and attitude to most of what 'the book' says. He also was the eldest out of the group; at the age of 34 he prided himself of teaching his team mates bad habits. His eyes were a piercing ocean blue, which would instantly hypnotise anyone who stared at him. Sighing he frowned and turned back to them. "Angela and Danniella!" He hissed, getting them both to turn instantly.
"What?" Angela hissed back, glaring. Angela had only been in the small tight knit unit for just over six years now and she loved her time there. The experiences that she has encountered and the moments of death that she fought against every time she was out on a job, couldn't do anything to faze her now. She had short blonde hair, was quite intelligent when it came to working with all the electrical equipment, which her fellow office Oscar had been teaching her about. Her eyes were also a piercing blue, and when ever she smiled she could steal countless criminals' hearts.
"Yeah! And don't call me that *PETER*!" Danniella hissed, to a smug looking Peter. Danniella. Most commonly known to her team mates as Danni. She was also blonde and also quite intelligent. She was the newest member to the unit. Only having been in the unit for the past four months, she was still learning the ropes, and every day when something happened she was there in the communications van, ready and waiting for the signal.
"Will you two PLEASE STOP that bloody giggling?" He stated watching them, for a few minutes before they all heard a door open.
"Pete can I see you for a minute?" Turning he smiled slightly nodding.
"Yeah sure Mac," getting up he climbed the few steps to his boss's office, two at a time before entering and closing the door behind him.
Frowning Pete looked around, he noticed for the first time that day that the blinds were actually closed.
"Mac?" He questioned gently, as he moved closer to her, while her back was still toward him. Turning as she felt his close presence, she sniffled which caught him off guard. "Mac?" He questioned again this time more urgently.
"I'm ok," she whispered, forcing a slight smile, a sad smile. Ellen Mackenzie, commonly known to her friends and colleagues as Mac, is smart, and dedicated to her job, she saw her team as her family, and took care of each and everyone of her friends as though they were. She's tall and slim, and has the most gorgeous brown hair, which is an easily manageable helmet like bob, which of late she's started to grow out. Her high cheek bones and beautiful smile tell the rest.
"What's wrong? What's happened?" He asked her gently as he pulled her into a tight embrace. Before either of them knew it, she'd burst into tears and was shaking uncontrollably. Increasing his grip on her, he rocked her gently. "Shh, Mac, its ok. What ever it is, it's ok," he whispered. Sniffling she pulled back, looking at him.
"Pete remember a few years ago, when I told you about a friend of mine, who lives in America?" Uh-o he thought, as he nodded frowning and not liking where this was headed.
"Yeah, why Mac what's wrong with her?"
"She was on a mission and got hit, she's in a coma on her base at the moment, and they have a hospital there. I met one of her friends when we were over there, she's her doctor. Remember Janet?"
"Yeah, did she call you?" Nodding she looked away,
"Pete I just called the commissioner, I asked for time off. I have to go and see her, I have to be with her through this." Sighing he nodded.
"Ok, I'll try to understand, but you know me," he smiled gently. "Are you going to take Sarah?" He asked gently, to which she nodded at.
"I have to Pete you know that, I can't leave her here with you, she's old enough I agree but, I… I just don't think I could leave her," she whispered, to which he nodded.
"It's ok, I understand that much," he smiled before pulling her back into a loving embrace. "When do you leave?"
"The day after tomorrow, you're going to have joint leader ship with Angie," she said gently pulling away from him. Nodding he smiled.
"Don't trust me ay?" Smiling she shook her head
"I'd prefer this place to still be here when I get back," nodding he accepted that. "Plus Gordon wasn't too impressed that I wanted you in charge, so we made a compromise," she smiled gently again.
"Colonel, I have to tell you something," Janet said as she walked into his office, finding him lost in thought. Closing the door she sat opposite him.
"What is it doc?"
"I called someone and told them that Sam was injured in the line of duty. She's on her way sir, she said she has to tie up a few loose ends but she'll be leaving the day after tomorrow, and will be here a few days after that," she said gently. Frowning he watched her.
"Doc, how long would it take for Carter's family to get here?"
"She's not exactly her family sir. And she lives in Australia. She told me when she was going to leave, and the time, and I told her someone would be there to pick her up from the airport, and bring her here to see Sam. Colonel they are very close, and I think that if Sam can't get through this, she has a right to be here." Sighing he looked at his desk and nodded.
"Ok, what time does the flight get in? I'll go and pick her up." Smiling slightly she nodded, handing him a folded piece of paper.
"I'm not sure but I think she'll be travelling with Sara sir," snapping his head up he narrowed his eyes.
"Sara?"
"Yes sir, Sarah is her daughter; she is only about four or five years old. When I first met her she was a tiny baby, but so adorable, Sam is her godmother."
"Oh, ok… Thanks doc, I'll make sure they get here in one piece,"
"Thankyou sir, I know you will." She smiled before exiting the colonel's office.
Sighing Jack noticed that no matter what he did he couldn't get her off his mind. He was now sitting alone in the darkness of his living room. Slouched on his lounge, with a stubby in his hand. As he took another swig, he let his head roll back and rest against the armrest.
It had been almost a week, since she got shot. General Hammond won't let him go to Argos, and Jack was finding it harder and harder to just sit by her side and do nothing. He knew that there was something he could do. After all he was going to pick up Sam's friend from the airport the following morning. At least that was something he was doing for her.
Helping bring her friend closer to her, in her time of need. However Jack knew that he had to go to Argos, and that nothing and no one would stop him, he would tag along on a normal reconnaissance mission, before going AWOL and go through the gate and go to Argos; he knew the address thanks to Carter. He was going to go and find out what he needed to. He was going to get to the bottom of this and stop it before anything else happens to her.
"CARTER!" He yelled, getting her attention, after she had started to storm off. They were off-world and had just had a major argument, stopping in her tracks she didn't bother to turn around. Moving closer to her, he walked around to stand in front of her.
"Sir?" She questioned through gritted teeth.
"What the HELL WAS THAT CAPTAIN?" He yelled glaring at her, as some of the natives started to move towards the yelling wanting to know what was happening.
"That was my opinion sir, and I'm sorry that you don't agree or approve of it!" She seethed.
"YOU'RE SORRY?" He yelled, watching her, her eyes looked like they were made of steel, while she stared right through him as if he wasn't there.
"Yes sir," she stated, but then everything changed, she noticed something, something that was going to change everything between them forever. Waiting for a few minutes as she watched it out of the corner of her left eye, she had suddenly realised she was not listening to the colonel and his yelling in her ear, about her childish behaviour. Sensing her change he frowned and lowered his voice.
"Carter?" He whispered, watching her but she wasn't paying attention to him. Before he knew it, she had grabbed him and pushed him to the ground. Grabbing her as he fell backwards, they landed with a small thud, as several shots went off just above their heads. Grabbing her he rolled onto his side, holding her to him as he used his body to cover her.
Waiting at the airport Jack sighed once again, he noticed that he was sighing a lot lately, but couldn't help the fact. All he wanted was his Carter back, fighting fit. As the gates opened he took a deep breath and held up the sign. Waiting he watched as passengers came flocking out. Several parents and children at the start, then young families, singles, and couples, before another batch of parents and infants.
Looking around she couldn't help but smile when she saw him, he had the sign which made it easier, but she remembered him from several photo's Sam had shown her, all those years ago. Walking over to him, with Sarah on her hip she smiled when he turned around and saw her walking over to him.
"Hi, you must be the ever formidable Colonel," Mac smiled gently, at which he couldn't help but reciprocate.
"That sounds like Carter talking," he smiled, nodding.
"My name's Ellen Mackenzie, my friends call me Mac, so what ever you're comfortable with," she said gently, and he nodded.
"I prefer Jack," he smiled simply, reaching out to take the 'baby bag'.
"Thanks Jack," she said gently, as she looked at Sarah who was staring at her surroundings, taking everything in.
"Auntie Sam?" She said gently, before staring at Jack who smiled.
"We're going to go and see her, Sarz." She whispered gently, before smiling at him. "Sorry,"
"Don't be," he smiled back, before stretching his arm out, and leading the way to the baggage carousel.
