A/N: Wow, record highs today...and I was out in that heat. How dumb am I? If I survive this massive heat index, I'll have more chapters for you. But for now, here's another chapter.
Chapter 12: Goat
Jenna and Sam continued to make sure Carmack was all right otherwise, while Sara and Duke stood out of the way.
Jenna went to take some of Carmack's blood for testing.
"Oh, my god. There's something in his blood," she said.
Sam and Sara went over to take a look.
"What the hell? That's not normal is it?" Sara asked, noticing the black particles in Carmack's blood.
Jenna shook her head.
"What's happening to him?" Sam asked, more to herself than anyone. "Let's move him into observation," she continued.
Sara nodded, and after Jenna took the blood needed, Sam and Sara moved the entire gurney into the observation area. Jenna hooked Carmack up to an IV drip.
Sara left the observation and went to the other room to watch from behind the glass window.
When Carmack was settled, Jenna and Sam did some blood tests.
Sara and Duke stood across from each other at the doorway to the observation, so they could keep an eye on Carmack and the doctors.
"Some weird shit going on here, huh?" Duke said to Sara.
"Yeah, really weird. This is crazy," Sara replied.
Sara looked over to the doctors, and saw them conversing; she only caught the end of their conversation.
"Go on. Be with your daughter," Sam said to Jenna.
With a quick 'thank you', Jenna left the lab.
Duke and Sara walked over to Sam.
"What's going on?" Sam muttered.
Duke and Sara looked over her shoulder to the computer screen.
"'No blood match'. Can't be good, right?" Duke asked, reading the screen.
"This is crazy," Sam mumbled.
"Didn't I just say that?" Sara asked, quietly.
Sam went over to the Observation door to look at Carmack.
"Oh, my god!" she said.
Sara and Duke exchanged another look before they went over to Sam.
Carmack was no longer on the gurney, let alone in the lab. The blanket that was covering him was on the floor, along with a small blood trail.
"Shit," Sara and Duke said together, in disbelief.
After their shock, Sam went back to the computer to continue looking into Carmack's blood work.
Duke continued to keep watch, while Sara went to a spare gurney in the corner and hopped up to sit on it; she swung her feet for a lack of anything else to do.
Some time later, the door to the med lab opened.
Sara jumped off the gurney and held her gun at the ready. When she saw it was the team, she lowered the gun.
Sarge and John were carrying a bloody Goat, and they set him on another gurney.
"What happened?" Sam and Sara asked together.
"He was talking about devils," Portman said, getting an IV ready.
"Devils?" Sam questioned.
"All this Bible shit. Angels. Good and evil. Devils among us," Portman continued.
While most of the team helped save Goat, Sara stood at his feet and just stared.
She wasn't listening to anything that was going on; she just stood biting her nails, and repeating the mantra 'Come on, Goat' over and over in her head.
When Duke said he lost the pulse, Sara became very worried. Goat was her friend; she didn't know how she'd feel if he died.
John started defibrillation.
"Where the hell's Carmack?" Sarge asked from right next to Sara, after looking through the observation window.
"He disappeared," Sam said, simply.
"What do you mean, 'he disappeared'?"
"He's gone. He disappeared."
"I've lost the pulse," Duke announced.
"Shit. Okay. Gonna defib. Clear!" John said, then shocked Goat.
"Come on," Duke muttered as they all watched the heart rate monitor.
"Come on," John mumbled also. "No response."
"We're loosing him," Duke said quietly.
"Sam, gimme that adrenaline," John said, as Sam handed him a syringe of a adrenaline.
John gave the drug directly into Goat's heart, then looked back at the monitor.
"Come on, you son of a bitch," he mumbled.
There was no improvement, so John grabbed the defibrillator again.
"Okay. Going again. Clear!" he shocked Goat.
Everything was quiet except for the flat lining on the monitor.
"He's gone," John finalized, turning off the monitor.
Sara shifted her hand to cover her whole face, and tilted her head down. Sarge put his hand on her back, right above the pockets of her vest. Normally, she would shrug him off, but at the moment, she didn't care.
John kicked a crash cart, and it went crashing against the gurney Sara occupied, not too long ago. He then leaned on the gurney and hung his head.
Sara brought her hand down so it just covered her nose and mouth.
"Doctor, you are going to tell me just what the FUCK is going on up here!" Sarge demanded.
He took his hand off of Sara, and took a few steps to Sam.
"What?" Sam asked.
"Come here," Sarge demanded, walking to a black bag Sara didn't see before.
"Come here!" he repeated when Sam didn't move.
Sam then moved to where Sarge went.
"This is 'what'," he spat, pulling the top of the black bag back to reveal one ugly bugger. It looked like a 'human being' was turned inside out, and burnt to a crisp.
"God!" Sam exclaimed, bringing a hand to her head.
"Shit," Sara said, quietly, out of surprise when she saw the thing. She backed up into the observation window and leaned heavily against it.
"Have you found anything like this on your archeological digs?" Sarge asked Sam after a quick glance to Sara.
"No," Sam replied, sternly.
"Is there anyway this thing came from the surface?" Sarge continued in questioning.
"The planet is completely dead," Sam said, with the same defiance.
"It came from somewhere, lady," Portman said as if Sam was a child.
"Portman, shut up," Sarge said.
"The atmosphere on the surface can't support life," Sam explained.
"Maybe it doesn't need air. It could have come from another planet or something," Portman argued.
"What? Like an alien?"
"Look at that thing!"
"Portman! You need to shut the fuck up!" Sarge yelled.
"That's not what we saw," John finally said, calmly.
Sara's head snapped in his direction, her eyes wide.
"That's not what Goat and I shot at in Genetics," he continued.
"You telling me there's more of these fucking things?" Portman said more calm than he was moments before.
"Where are your surface entry points?" Sarge asked, looking back at Sam.
John moved to stand next to Sam. As he passed Sara, he put his hand on her shoulder and gave it a small squeeze. He looked at her sympathetically, then continued to walk towards Sam.
"There's a pressure door at the end of the north corridor," Sam replied.
"Destroyer. You, Kid, and Portman get there on the double. Give me an update," Sarge commanded.
"Yes, sir," Destroyer answered.
"Whatever this thing is, it cannot get back through the Ark. Mac?" Sarge asked over the comm.
When Sarge got an answer, he continued. "I want you to arm Pinky with a weapon with some ST grenades, and seal the Ark door."
"There's one other door," Sam added.
"Where?" Sarge demanded.
Sam opened her mouth to answer, but John answered first.
"The entrance to the archeological dig."
"Reaper, let's go. Tex, stay here with Duke and Dr. Grimm," Sarge said.
Sara looked at him, still against the glass, and nodded.
The team moved out of the med lab, minus Duke and Sara.
Once they were gone, Sam moved back over to Goat's lifeless body. She then went over to a cabinet, and pulled out a black body bag.
"Could you two help me?" Sam asked, looking from Duke to Sara.
Duke nodded, but Sara shook her head.
"I-I can't," she stuttered, sliding down the wall.
She sat on the floor and rested her gun across her lap; she pulled her knees up as far as they could go with the weapon there.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, looking to Sam.
"No, it's okay, just...stay there," Sam replied.
Sam and Duke put Goat in the black body bag, and moved him to the observation area just so he was out of the way.
In the observation room, Sam spoke quietly with Duke.
"What's wrong with Sara?" Sam asked.
"She and Goat were close. They've stuck together ever since her first day onto the team...they were almost as close as her and Reaper," Duke explained.
"What?"
"I think since she's known him for so long, she kinda sticks close to him. Possibly trusts him more. I don't know."
Sam nodded slowly, thoughtfully, and they walked back into the main room.
When they walked in, Sara had her elbows on her knees and her hands clasped in front of her. She was staring at something across the room, showing no emotion.
Sam walked over to Sara and kneeled down next to her, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"You going to be all right?" she asked.
Sara stopped staring and slowly turned her head to Sam.
"Yeah...is it possible to get some water in here?" Sara replied, as her voice cracked, and she forced a smile.
Sam smiled back and nodded, then got up and went over to a sink.
Duke came over to Sara.
"Sure you're okay?" he asked.
Sara took a deep breath. "Yeah, for now."
Duke extended his arm to her. Sara gasped his wrist, and he pulled her to her feet.
"Thanks," she mumbled.
Sam came back over to Sara with a cup of water.
Sara nodded her thanks, and took a few gulps. About half the cup was gone when she threw the rest of the water in her face.
"Much better," she said, as she dabbed her face dry with her sleeve.
Duke grinned and shook his head.
"So what now?" Sara asked, looking down into the empty cup.
"Well, I'd like to take a look at this thing," Sam said, walking over to the dead thing laying on the floor.
Sara and Duke nodded and helped Sam get the thing out of the black bag and onto a gurney.
A/N: All right, so I guess I want to say THANKS! to everyone who has reviewed (or even read) this thing so far.
And bunnychica9...you're reviews make my day, make me laugh. :D
