Disclaimers: Don't own anything but the bad-guys, only written to blow off some steam and maybe show others how extremely screwed up I am.
Authors note:
No flames please... Written while going through a very rough time.
I Only write when I'm feeling extremely horrible, and I only write horrible, disgusting tragedies like these.
Very much out of character.
Warning, very, very disgusting material, very graphic description of a sexual assault in the next chapters. Can't handle it, then don't read.
Jack can only imagine what's going on right now. One of the guys has probably stuck his shaft into her mouth. He can also imagine what Sam is trying to say. She's probably trying to tell him not to look despite the fact that she can't talk for the moment. It wasn't very long though before he didn't hear any sound at all other than Sam's heavy breathing.
"Sam!"
"Mhm." She moaned from shock, pain and exhaustion all in one.
"What's going on?" he asks anxiously.
"They're gone." She manages to whisper, barely loud enough for him to hear.
"Oh, we must be at our destination then." Jack sighs in relief
Sam lets her head fall back to the side and is close to passing out when she notices a key. The key goes to every single pair of hand-cuffs that hold Jack. They're just in front of her hand. She only has to move her fingers to grab them and try to throw them over to Jack. If she'd fail, they'd both be stuck like that until they were back to the planet. She decides to take the chance, but is too out of it to both throw it and to make a sound too. She decides to throw the key without a warning and hope for the best.
"Oww!" Jack shoots out.
Sam had thrown the key in his head.
"Okay, I'll get myself loose now and then I'll free you, but that means that I have to keep my eyes open to get you free."
Sam really hadn't thought this far. She can not have Jack see her like this. She can not have him come anywhere close to her. She starts screaming, shaking her head and trying to break away, but because of her weakened state, it only turns into low negative and erratic moans and little jolts in her limbs and head.
"Sam, shhhhh, it's okay...You said you trusted me, right?"
"No...please no... Jack... I can't... please... I'm not..."
Jack cut her off: "Shhh, I'll be gentle, this is how it's gonna have to be, it's better me than some unknown alien, right?"
Sam couldn't help but agree with that "Mhm, I suppose."
Sam only grunts in defeat as a reply.
But it still doesn't make it feel any better. She's not supposed to show weaknesses, especially at work and in front of her superiors. She suddenly remembers something that Daniel said to her once when we were on our way away from the Stargate, just arrived from a mission. She can't quite remember exactly how he phrased it, but it was something about that she doesn't have to be a robot, she's allowed to have feelings. She's never been quite able to allow her to feel, despite Daniel's words.
Jack hurries up unlocking the cuffs and hurries up to Sam's side. He looks her in the eyes, but Sam looks away. The shame is too great.
Jack knows how the shame feels and looks. He takes hold on Sam's chin, Sam flinches as a result.
"Sorry, I really didn't mean to... I know you wouldn't hurt me or anything, please believe me." Sam says panicked and ashamed without looking in his direction.
"Shhhhh... Sam... honey... relax, I know."
Jack turns her face in his direction, as gently as he can, and tells her that she has nothing to be sorry for or to feel guilty about. This was in no way her fault. None of it. Then he let's go of her head and she doesn't look away.
"I know that this will be horribly hard to endure, but I have to get you loose and I can't avoid touching you as a result."
She replies by lolling her head back to the side, tears flowing down to the table.
"Just get it over with!" she shouts at him.
He then starts loosening her restraints as slowly and carefully as he can. When he's gotten all the knots and removed all restrains, Sam's body just lying limp on the table. Sam tries to move her hands and legs, but is only able to shake her arm just a bit, and not even wiggle her legs or toes.
Jack stops for a while, looking very uncomfortable all of a sudden. "I'll have to lift you down from there. That means I'll have to hold you. Involves a lot of touching, you know." He says, anticipating her freaking out, protesting or something. But there's nothing. Jack wonders if she heard what he'd said.
He walks closer to the table, closing the gap between him and the table. He starts stroking her cheek looking for any response at all. Freaking out, slapping his hand away, growling at him, just whatever, but there was none. She just laid limp on the table, no reaction at all. He turned her head so that he could see her face. She had her eyes squeezed tightly shut, tears flowing out of her closed eyes. She's trying to disappear, block everything out. He then told her gently that he would lift her now and carry her to the floor. She flinched violently when she felt his hands sneaking their way under her back. Other than that, her body was just limp. Jack is sure she's going into shock.
Jack found himself wondering if she'd ever get through this, if she'd ever be the same Sam as she was before. The same Sam as he is so deeply in love with. If Sam would ever be able to be around him again. He doesn't think he can bear that.
Jack places Sam gently on the floor close to the back-packs and sat under her back. The floor is cold in the shuttle and he wanted to relieve as much of her pain and discomfort as possible. Then he thought back to their backpacks. He had a sweater in there. He wondered if she could put it on, but when he looks at her chest and body he decided that it would hurt too much. He'd rather spread it and try to cover as much of her as he can.
He puts his arms around her chest and rocks her.
Sam has now closed her eyes and her face looks almost peaceful. He slides his hand down to her chest checking if she's still breathing. She is, she's probably passed out.
In a while he feels that the shuttle gently hit something. They were back at the planet. He decides to go through his backpack and look for his radio. He doesn't want to move from under Sam to go out of the shuttle to be sure nobody would see her like that, he knows that she wouldn't want anybody seeing her like that, so he decides to try if somebody can hear him through the radio. He feels very relieved when he gets a reply. He orders for somebody to bring four extra large and extra soft blankets to the shuttle. Only one person should bring them.
The person on the other end was General Hammond. He was at the planet for some reason. Hammond asked Jack why he needed the blankets, but Jack told him this wasn't the time for questions but to get Janet ready. He told him that he'd tell them what was wrong when they'd get debriefed.
When somebody opens the shuttle, Jack shouts for the person to stop and the other person does. He then tells the person to slide the blankets in the direction his voice is coming from, without looking, only a second later the blankets come sliding at them. "Now leave!" Jack barks at the person.
When Jack heard the sliding door close again, he grabs one blanket and straightens it out on the floor without even standing up, before doing the same with the rest. He then pulls Sam carefully up and lays her down on the blanket and pulls each side of the blanket over Sam's body so that she is fully covered. He looks at her face... "God she's beautiful" he thinks to himself. He then covers her face so that only a tiny part of her face is visible through the blanket.
He then goes to his back-pack and get's his extra pants out and put's them on. He doesn't have an extra T-shirt, jacket or another hoody, so the pants will just have to do.
At that, Sam stirs. She starts breaking about and screaming... "Noooo, don't! No more! Can't take any more! Please!".
Jack uncovers her face and tries to hold her down as gently as possible, so that she doesn't hurt herself, while whispering soothing words in her ear and trying to remind her that it's over. That it's only him and that she's safe now. She finally relaxes and starts crying and sobbing, mostly from humiliation and shame. He then covers most of her head before informing her that he's gonna pull her up now, walk outside and take her home. That she's safe inside the blanket in his arms. Nobody could get to her now. He decides to add a little reassurance with it and tells her that he'd die fighting people away from the two of them before he'd allow anybody close.
He then pulls Sam up into his arms before ordering for somebody to dial Earth and evacuate the whole way up to the Stargate... and also that nobody's allowed to enter the shuttle until he said they could. When he's gets a confirmation, he opens the sliding door and leaves the shuttle before walking straight to the Stargate and going through.
When they arrive back to Earth everybody is shocked at what they see. Janet looks confused and shocked for a moment before getting her bearings and becomes all business. She rushes the gurney to where Jack is standing and tells him to put her down on it.
At first Jack is a bit reluctant to let her go, but he knows he has to, so he does. Janet is about to leave with the gurney when she looks at Jack and notices how he looks... No socks on his feet, no shoelaces in his boots, topless... As in, only clad in a pair of pants and boots with no shoelaces. She barks at him to hurry up and sit down by Sam's feet.
Disclaimers: Don't own anything but the bad-guys, only written to blow off some steam and maybe show others how extremely screwed up I am.
To Be Continued...
