Chapter 11

"Open the iris, and get the medics down here," ordered Hammond as he anxiously awaited SG1's return with SG12. He felt relieved when Walter identified SG3's iris code, but it didn't last long when he heard there was an injury. He looked down at the shimmering event horizon saying a little prayer as he waited.

The soldiers in the Gate Room were armed and ready to greet whoever came through the gate. Hammond watched from above as the event horizon shimmered and Teal'c appeared carrying a body, 'oh Lord let her be all right,' he prayed under his breath. Soon after, the rest of the party came through the gate, seeing the usual guns pointed at them.

"SG1 and 12 all accounted for Sir," Jack informed Hammond who immediately headed down the stairs to the Gate Room.

Hammond was met by Dr. Fraiser and two medics rushing into the Gate Room wheeling a gurney. Teal'c gently laid Sam down and stepped back, "What can you tell me?" Janet asked as she shone a penlight in Sam's eyes.

"She passed out about twenty minutes ago Doc, frankly I'm surprised it didn't happen sooner."

"Let's get her to the infirmary, you can fill me in on the way," Janet looked at Hammond for his approval to have Jack join her.

"Go ahead Colonel," Hammond watched as the gurney with Sam on top of it was rushed away followed by Jack and the medical personnel. He looked at the remaining group, "What the hell happened?"

Teal'c stepped forward, "I can explain what has occurred General Hammond; we encountered the race of aliens that tried to gain a foothold in the SGC several months ago."

Hammond sighed and shook his head, "let's continue this in the briefing room, then I want everyone checked out in the infirmary."

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"So I think that just about covers it Doc," Jack informed Fraiser and moved out of the way as they entered the infirmary.

"Thank you Colonel, we'll take it from here," Janet's answer was abrupt as she took control of the situation.

It was surreal to Jack; he was having the feeling of déjà vu as he watched the medics work on Sam as Fraiser barked out orders. The last time, she had been taken over by Jolinar and barely survived. This time he knew, or hoped the situation wasn't as dire as he continued to observe, unable to tear himself away from the scene unfolding in front of him. Jack was startled out of his daze by the closing of the curtain, "Doc?"

Janet came out from behind the curtain, "Sorry Sir, but they are getting Sam in a gown, then she's going for a CAT scan and X-rays."

"So how is she?"

One of the nurses stepped out from the curtained off area, "Dr. Fraiser, it looks like Major Carter is coming around."

"Thank you Lt.," Janet looked first, then pulled the curtain open. She went to Sam and leaned over her head, "Sam, can you hear me?"

Sam let out a quiet moan, and her eyes began to flutter, "That's it Sam, wake up," Janet didn't want to tap Sam on the face, the bruises looked painful enough and she didn't want to add to it; she hoped her voice would be enough to bring her around.

'J-Janet?"

"Yes Sam, it's me, you're in the infirmary," Janet answered, knowing Sam would be confused when first coming around.

"How…what happened?" Sam's eyes were now open and she was looking around, trying to figure out how she got here.

"You passed out on the planet Carter, we brought you back home. Although thinking about how bumpy that ride back was, I think I would have rather slept through it too." Jack smiled reassuringly.

"Is everyone..."

"Everyone is fine Carter; we made it back safe and sound. Makepeace and our troops are still there helping out."

"How about you Sam, how are you feeling?" Janet asked, now being able to get some information from Sam.

"Like I've been hit by a truck."

"I don't doubt it," Janet said sympathetically.

"Yea, I was about to ask you earlier what the damage was."

Janet looked at Sam and not at Jack as she answered the question, "Well Sam, the good news is, it looks like your heart is doing fine after the shocks you received, but I'm going to keep you attached to the heart monitor for observation just to be sure."

Sam looked down and to her side; now noticing that she had wires attached to her as well an IV.

"Also the gun shot wound isn't very serious, it's going to hurt like hell for a while, but…"

"You consider that good news?" Jack couldn't help interject.

Janet rolled her eyes and continued, "But with the right meds including pain killers it should be better in no time."

"And the bad news?" Sam asked.

"There is no actual bad news, which I know of yet. I'll know more after we get a CT scan of your head and X-rays to see if the beating you took caused any serious damage. There were no outright signs of you having any broken ribs, but I can't rule out any hair line fractures that may not show up on the X-rays. The burns we'll treat with ointment and bandage changes, I don't see them being much of a problem.' Janet gave Sam a small smile and squeezed her arm gently.

"Thanks Janet, so how about those pain meds you mentioned?"

"Sorry Sam, but you'll have to wait until I get the results of your head CT, to see if there is any sign of a concussion. So why don't we get this over with," Janet motioned two medics who came over and wheeled Sam out of the room.

Jack shook his head and moved closer to Janet, "You know Doc, it's not often Carter admits to wanting pain meds."

"Yea, I know Colonel; I'm actually surprised she stayed conscious as long as she did on that planet."

Jack nodded his head in agreement, "Well Doc, I have a meeting to get to, keep me informed."

"Just don't forget you still have your post mission exam to go through Colonel," Janet said loudly to Jack's retreating back.

"Like I'd ever do that," Jack yelled back.