Serious thank you to Mz. Lizzy for style improvements and suggestions. And as
always to Kath my beta goddess in the sky.
Chapter 7
Jack estimated that he'd be at the Mountain entrance in less than three minutes.
With one hand on the wheel, he reached into his jacket and pulled out a cell phone.
He'd probably arrive before the medical team could, but it was time to at least give
them a heads up as to what was coming their way. Glancing from an unconscious
Daniel to an unconscious Carter, Jack quickly punched *3 on his cell phone and
waited while the circuits routed his call to SGC Medical. He shook his head
wondering how he'd turned into a guy who had the infirmary programmed into his
cell phone speed dial. It made perfect sense for him to have both Daniel's office and
apartment number on speed dial. And he often called Carter's office *looking* for
Daniel, so that made sense as well. But what sort of man had an infirmary, a
doctor's personal cell phone AND her home number all programmed higher on the
list than the guy who ran the base? Jack gave a quiet snort as he waited for his call
to connect.
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Nurse Wyatt picked up the ringing phone, thankful for the interruption. Entering
chart information into the SGC medical database was necessary, but a bit boring.
"Infirmary."
"This is Colonel O'Neill, get me Dr. Fraiser *now*." The voice left no room for
questions.
"One moment Sir." Quickly she scanned the Infirmary for Dr. Fraiser while
wondering which member of SG-1 was injured this time. Hitting the hold button on
the phone she walked hurriedly across the bay rather than yell across the line of
beds.
"Dr. Frasier, Colonel O'Neill is on line 2." She knew she didn't need to say it was
urgent, that was a given with the SGC and especially with Colonel O'Neill; the 2IC of
the base never called the infirmary just to 'chat'.
"I knew I shouldn't have released her!" Dr. Fraiser said under her breath as she set
down the charts and grabbed the nearest phone.
The way she punched the blinking line 2 button made Nurse Wyatt glad that she
wasn't the source of the irritation. Message delivered, she went back to her data
entry task, figuring she should at least be able to save it and shut it down before
whatever emergency the Colonel was calling about landed in their laps.
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"Colonel, what's going on?"
"No time for details Janet," Jack said glancing in the rear view mirror at the still
unconscious Carter. Behind her Jack could see the telltale red and blue lights of the
police car. Thankfully he didn't have his siren on. "Let's just say I need two
gurneys topside. ETA two minutes."
"*Two* gurneys Colonel?" Jack could hear the disbelief in Janet's voice.
Jack let out a heavy sigh. "Yeah, two. Look Janet, we'll be there in another minute
or so, could you just head up?"
"Gurneys or crash carts Colonel?"
"How the hell should I know Doc?!" Jack asked in frustration. "Carter passed out
after pulling a Jekyll/Hyde act on us, and Daniel's been stabbed in the gut with a nail
file!"
"A Nail file?!" Clearly Janet wasn't pleased with that little nugget of information.
"We're on our way Colonel."
Jack let loose a breath he didn't know he had been holding. Janet and her team
would be ready for them.
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Jack felt the tension slowly ebb away as he spotted the first security checkpoint
ahead. Cursing the need to show photo ID when everyone knew who he was, Jack
awkwardly reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet.
"Medical emergency Airman." Jack said briskly as he flashed his SGC identity card.
"Understood Sir." The young private said as he motioned for the barricades to be
opened.
"You had better let the cop car behind me through as well." Jack said grudgingly as
he waited for the yellow and black arm to be lifted and the security fence to fully
open.
"And call Hammond. Have him send up Makepeace or someone with a rank higher
than a Captain to calm this guy down." Jack made a hand motion to indicate the
police car behind him.
"Understood Sir." Private Wallace said giving the Colonel a crisp salute. He
recognized Colonel O'Neill from orientation but did not know either of his two
passengers. Members of his team perhaps? Neither were dressed in military apparel,
but then again, neither was the Colonel. The man in the front seat was obviously
wounded and the woman in the back appeared to have a head injury of some kind.
Wallace privately wondered if he would ever get the full story on what went on inside
the mountain or if he'd be left in the dark just like last time.
Jack was happy to see the remaining two check points already cleared for him and
was waved straight through towards the covered parking garage. He was rather
surprised (and pleased) to see Janet already there. //How the hell did she do
that?!//
Jack parked the car and quickly hopped out as the nurses and orderlies surrounded
the car. "Daniel has a small penetrating stab wound on his lower right side. I don't
think she hit anything vital, but he's lost a lot of blood." Jack didn't fail to notice
how Janet looked up sharply as he said the word 'she'.
Daniel moaned softly as he was moved from the car onto a gurney. Opening his
eyes slightly, he took in the absence of motion and the white uniforms of the medical
staff. "Back at SGC?"
Jack nodded. "They'll have you patched up in no time Danny." Jack said giving his
friend's hand a small squeeze.
"Next time Jack, I drive." Daniel said wincing a little as he felt a needle puncture the
skin on his right arm.
"Promise." Jack said with a small smile as he watched his friend succumb to the
soporific effects of morphine. Behind him, Jack could see Officer Simpson pointing
frantically at Jack as he tried to explain what happened to Major Davis. Jack made a
mental note to apologize (and thank) both General Hammond and Davis later.
"Hang a unit of O neg on Daniel and send him down to surgery!" Janet ordered as
she quickly assessed that Daniel would be just fine. Well maybe not *fine* fine, but
he'd live. Although at this rate, he was going to have as many scars as Colonel
O'Neill if he didn't watch out.
The nurses were just beginning to ease Sam out of the backseat when she began to
stir.
"Give her some space!" Jack ordered as he closed the gap between himself and the
car. So far Carter/Jolinar had only dealt with Jack and Daniel, and Jack wanted to
keep it that way. Having a freaked out Tok'ra was bad enough without bringing the
SGC rumor mill in on the fun. Although there was probably little he could do to quell
that particular demon.
"Kree rak." Jack said softly but firmly as he wrapped his hand around Carter's arm
as she struggled to stand up on her own.
"Sir?" Sam asked completely baffled as to why her commanding officer just ordered
her not to move in Goa'uld. Come to think of it, when did Colonel O'Neill learn to
speak Goa'uld?
"Carter?" Jack asked utterly confused as he let go of her arm. "That you in there?"
His eyes darted towards her head.
"Sir?" Sam answered bewildered, still not catching his meaning.
"I'll tell you later Major, first why don't we get you back to the infirmary." Sam
nodded and took a shaky step forward.
"Sorry Sam, I need you on the gurney." Janet said firmly, stepping forward to
prevent her friend from taking any additional steps.
"Janet, I'm fine." Sam said in a resigned voice as she grudgingly accepted
assistance onto the gurney.
"No Sam, you're not." Janet said barely containing her anger as she contemplated
whether or not she should use the restraints. She hadn't missed the Colonel's
reference to Jekyll and Hyde and had already figured out that it was Sam who must
have stabbed Daniel. Still undecided, Janet glanced discreetly at Jack who slowly but
firmly shook his head. No restraints. He continued to glare at Janet until she sighed
and held up her hands in defeat.
"Let's get her downstairs!"
Not comfortable lying motionless on the gurney, Sam looked around the parking
garage as she was wheeled towards the elevator.
"Where's Daniel?" Sam asked directing her question at Jack.
//Oooookay. Guess she doesn't remember that part// "Daniel's already in the
mountain." Jack asked hoping she'd accept the answer at face value. Naturally she
didn't.
"How come I don't remember him leaving?" Sam asked as she closed her eyes in
concentration. "Actually Sir, I don't remember the ride back here." She gave Jack
such a look of confusion and trust that Jack struggled to think of what he could
possibly say to make her feel better.
"That's ok Carter." Jack said completely whimping out as he followed the gurney,
two nurses and Dr. Fraiser into the elevator. The sooner they got her back to the
infirmary the better. "You didn't miss much." Inwardly Jack winced; that was the
first time he had really lied to Sam before.
Sam let out a small moan as the pain hit her suddenly. She tilted her head to one
side and clenched her hands tightly into fists; that damn headache was back. "You
all right Sam?" Janet asked in full medical mode pushing Jack out of the way and
reaching for her penlight.
"Headache." Sam answered tersely gritting her teeth against the pain and willing
her body to relax on the uncomfortable gurney. The headache was increasing in
magnitude by the moment.
"Open houses give me headaches too." Jack said inanely from the back of the
elevator as he tried to distract Sam from her obviously painful head. //We're almost
there Carter. Just hang on.//
"The house!" Sam cried as she writhed on the bed in pain, holding her head
between her hands. Jack was at her side instantly not knowing what to do but
needing to be by her side. This was all his fault. He searched Janet's face plaintively
for help.
"It's ok Sam, we've got you." Janet said soothingly as she tried to pry Sam's hands
away from her head.
"God, Janet, make it stop!" Sam cried curling her body into a fetal position and
continuing to protect her head.
"Give me 20cc's of dopamine and have an Imitrex drip standing by!" Janet shouted
as the doors opened on Level 21. One of the nurses ran ahead to get the migraine
medication IV started.
"The pain will go away in a second Sam." Janet said soothingly as she efficiently
inserted a needle into Sam's arm. Almost instantly the pain began to ebb and Sam
relaxed her body. The gurney was quickly wheeled into the infirmary where Daniel
was already stripped of his shirt and pants and being prepped for surgery. Jack
winced as he saw the jagged, crimson tear in Daniel's abdomen. There were a lot of
bloody pieces of gauze littering the floor.
"He'll be fine Sir." Doctor Warner said glancing up at Jack. "10-12 stitches max.
The only reason he's going into surgery at all is because it's a belly wound and those
tend to get messy. Actually Sir, it's too bad Daniel doesn't need his appendix
removed, we could have done a 2 for 1!"
"Ha-ha." Jack said humorlessly as he watched Daniel be wheeled out of the room.
This was entirely his fault. He never should have taken Carter out of here.
"Ssssir?" Sam slurred interrupting Jack's dark mood.
"Yeah Carter?" Jack said coming to her side. Sam had been moved from the gurney
to a bed and was now trying (unsuccessfully) to shoo away the nurses attempting to
attach wires of some sort to the sides of her head. EEG? Jack looked away as her
shirt was pulled down and several tabs connected to wires were attached to her
chest. Additional tabs were placed on both ankles and on her shoulders. Whoa!
Cardiac monitor. Jack thought that seemed a little over the top, usually the docs
were content with finger monitors.
"Go wwway!" Sam said ineffectively as she tried to move away from the nurses
attempting to do their jobs.
"They're just trying to help Carter." Jack said trying not to stare at the mass of
wires coming out of her shirt. Why did Fraiser think Sam needed a full-strength
cardiac monitor?
"Wannnt house." Sam said groggily as the drugs began sapping her consciousness
along with her pain.
"We can worry about that later Carter." Jack said worriedly. Where the hell was
Janet anyhow?
"No!" Sam said angrily forcing her eyes open. " I 'eard Evan! He said I must make
decision today. Want house Sir." Sam said reaching out to him as her eyes began
to droop downwards. "Want house." She whispered.
"Ok, ok. Just calm down Carter." Jack said taking her hand and looking around the
room for Janet.
"Promise me Colonel." Sam said through closed eyes as she weakly squeezed his
hands. In the background, Jack began to hear the sounds of the cardiac monitor
slow down. "Promise m' you'll call."
"I promise Carter, ok? I'll call and tell Evan you want the house."
"Tha.." Suddenly Sam's hand fell from Jack's as her body arched upwards in the
throws of a seizure. Instantly Jack was at her side attempting to hold her shoulders
down as a nurse placed a gauze covered bit between her teeth.
Out of nowhere Jack heard Janet's frantic shout. "Get me a portable head CT NOW!"
And that's when he heard it.
The sound of a flat line.
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A/N- I'm sorry! Really I am. (Mostly) But I have to do a little more research before
I write any more and this was the *perfect* place to stop. You already know I have
a seriously addiction to cliffhangers. Blame my dad for taking me to see Raiders of
the Lost Ark when I was a kid. I still remember him saying, "That (movie) was the
perfect example of an old TV serial. All those cliffhangers!" All I can say is I'll try
and post soon and that sending me encouraging reviews will most definitely help!
And to prove I am not a total ogre, I'll let you in on a secret; Jacob returns in the
next chapter.
always to Kath my beta goddess in the sky.
Chapter 7
Jack estimated that he'd be at the Mountain entrance in less than three minutes.
With one hand on the wheel, he reached into his jacket and pulled out a cell phone.
He'd probably arrive before the medical team could, but it was time to at least give
them a heads up as to what was coming their way. Glancing from an unconscious
Daniel to an unconscious Carter, Jack quickly punched *3 on his cell phone and
waited while the circuits routed his call to SGC Medical. He shook his head
wondering how he'd turned into a guy who had the infirmary programmed into his
cell phone speed dial. It made perfect sense for him to have both Daniel's office and
apartment number on speed dial. And he often called Carter's office *looking* for
Daniel, so that made sense as well. But what sort of man had an infirmary, a
doctor's personal cell phone AND her home number all programmed higher on the
list than the guy who ran the base? Jack gave a quiet snort as he waited for his call
to connect.
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Nurse Wyatt picked up the ringing phone, thankful for the interruption. Entering
chart information into the SGC medical database was necessary, but a bit boring.
"Infirmary."
"This is Colonel O'Neill, get me Dr. Fraiser *now*." The voice left no room for
questions.
"One moment Sir." Quickly she scanned the Infirmary for Dr. Fraiser while
wondering which member of SG-1 was injured this time. Hitting the hold button on
the phone she walked hurriedly across the bay rather than yell across the line of
beds.
"Dr. Frasier, Colonel O'Neill is on line 2." She knew she didn't need to say it was
urgent, that was a given with the SGC and especially with Colonel O'Neill; the 2IC of
the base never called the infirmary just to 'chat'.
"I knew I shouldn't have released her!" Dr. Fraiser said under her breath as she set
down the charts and grabbed the nearest phone.
The way she punched the blinking line 2 button made Nurse Wyatt glad that she
wasn't the source of the irritation. Message delivered, she went back to her data
entry task, figuring she should at least be able to save it and shut it down before
whatever emergency the Colonel was calling about landed in their laps.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Colonel, what's going on?"
"No time for details Janet," Jack said glancing in the rear view mirror at the still
unconscious Carter. Behind her Jack could see the telltale red and blue lights of the
police car. Thankfully he didn't have his siren on. "Let's just say I need two
gurneys topside. ETA two minutes."
"*Two* gurneys Colonel?" Jack could hear the disbelief in Janet's voice.
Jack let out a heavy sigh. "Yeah, two. Look Janet, we'll be there in another minute
or so, could you just head up?"
"Gurneys or crash carts Colonel?"
"How the hell should I know Doc?!" Jack asked in frustration. "Carter passed out
after pulling a Jekyll/Hyde act on us, and Daniel's been stabbed in the gut with a nail
file!"
"A Nail file?!" Clearly Janet wasn't pleased with that little nugget of information.
"We're on our way Colonel."
Jack let loose a breath he didn't know he had been holding. Janet and her team
would be ready for them.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jack felt the tension slowly ebb away as he spotted the first security checkpoint
ahead. Cursing the need to show photo ID when everyone knew who he was, Jack
awkwardly reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet.
"Medical emergency Airman." Jack said briskly as he flashed his SGC identity card.
"Understood Sir." The young private said as he motioned for the barricades to be
opened.
"You had better let the cop car behind me through as well." Jack said grudgingly as
he waited for the yellow and black arm to be lifted and the security fence to fully
open.
"And call Hammond. Have him send up Makepeace or someone with a rank higher
than a Captain to calm this guy down." Jack made a hand motion to indicate the
police car behind him.
"Understood Sir." Private Wallace said giving the Colonel a crisp salute. He
recognized Colonel O'Neill from orientation but did not know either of his two
passengers. Members of his team perhaps? Neither were dressed in military apparel,
but then again, neither was the Colonel. The man in the front seat was obviously
wounded and the woman in the back appeared to have a head injury of some kind.
Wallace privately wondered if he would ever get the full story on what went on inside
the mountain or if he'd be left in the dark just like last time.
Jack was happy to see the remaining two check points already cleared for him and
was waved straight through towards the covered parking garage. He was rather
surprised (and pleased) to see Janet already there. //How the hell did she do
that?!//
Jack parked the car and quickly hopped out as the nurses and orderlies surrounded
the car. "Daniel has a small penetrating stab wound on his lower right side. I don't
think she hit anything vital, but he's lost a lot of blood." Jack didn't fail to notice
how Janet looked up sharply as he said the word 'she'.
Daniel moaned softly as he was moved from the car onto a gurney. Opening his
eyes slightly, he took in the absence of motion and the white uniforms of the medical
staff. "Back at SGC?"
Jack nodded. "They'll have you patched up in no time Danny." Jack said giving his
friend's hand a small squeeze.
"Next time Jack, I drive." Daniel said wincing a little as he felt a needle puncture the
skin on his right arm.
"Promise." Jack said with a small smile as he watched his friend succumb to the
soporific effects of morphine. Behind him, Jack could see Officer Simpson pointing
frantically at Jack as he tried to explain what happened to Major Davis. Jack made a
mental note to apologize (and thank) both General Hammond and Davis later.
"Hang a unit of O neg on Daniel and send him down to surgery!" Janet ordered as
she quickly assessed that Daniel would be just fine. Well maybe not *fine* fine, but
he'd live. Although at this rate, he was going to have as many scars as Colonel
O'Neill if he didn't watch out.
The nurses were just beginning to ease Sam out of the backseat when she began to
stir.
"Give her some space!" Jack ordered as he closed the gap between himself and the
car. So far Carter/Jolinar had only dealt with Jack and Daniel, and Jack wanted to
keep it that way. Having a freaked out Tok'ra was bad enough without bringing the
SGC rumor mill in on the fun. Although there was probably little he could do to quell
that particular demon.
"Kree rak." Jack said softly but firmly as he wrapped his hand around Carter's arm
as she struggled to stand up on her own.
"Sir?" Sam asked completely baffled as to why her commanding officer just ordered
her not to move in Goa'uld. Come to think of it, when did Colonel O'Neill learn to
speak Goa'uld?
"Carter?" Jack asked utterly confused as he let go of her arm. "That you in there?"
His eyes darted towards her head.
"Sir?" Sam answered bewildered, still not catching his meaning.
"I'll tell you later Major, first why don't we get you back to the infirmary." Sam
nodded and took a shaky step forward.
"Sorry Sam, I need you on the gurney." Janet said firmly, stepping forward to
prevent her friend from taking any additional steps.
"Janet, I'm fine." Sam said in a resigned voice as she grudgingly accepted
assistance onto the gurney.
"No Sam, you're not." Janet said barely containing her anger as she contemplated
whether or not she should use the restraints. She hadn't missed the Colonel's
reference to Jekyll and Hyde and had already figured out that it was Sam who must
have stabbed Daniel. Still undecided, Janet glanced discreetly at Jack who slowly but
firmly shook his head. No restraints. He continued to glare at Janet until she sighed
and held up her hands in defeat.
"Let's get her downstairs!"
Not comfortable lying motionless on the gurney, Sam looked around the parking
garage as she was wheeled towards the elevator.
"Where's Daniel?" Sam asked directing her question at Jack.
//Oooookay. Guess she doesn't remember that part// "Daniel's already in the
mountain." Jack asked hoping she'd accept the answer at face value. Naturally she
didn't.
"How come I don't remember him leaving?" Sam asked as she closed her eyes in
concentration. "Actually Sir, I don't remember the ride back here." She gave Jack
such a look of confusion and trust that Jack struggled to think of what he could
possibly say to make her feel better.
"That's ok Carter." Jack said completely whimping out as he followed the gurney,
two nurses and Dr. Fraiser into the elevator. The sooner they got her back to the
infirmary the better. "You didn't miss much." Inwardly Jack winced; that was the
first time he had really lied to Sam before.
Sam let out a small moan as the pain hit her suddenly. She tilted her head to one
side and clenched her hands tightly into fists; that damn headache was back. "You
all right Sam?" Janet asked in full medical mode pushing Jack out of the way and
reaching for her penlight.
"Headache." Sam answered tersely gritting her teeth against the pain and willing
her body to relax on the uncomfortable gurney. The headache was increasing in
magnitude by the moment.
"Open houses give me headaches too." Jack said inanely from the back of the
elevator as he tried to distract Sam from her obviously painful head. //We're almost
there Carter. Just hang on.//
"The house!" Sam cried as she writhed on the bed in pain, holding her head
between her hands. Jack was at her side instantly not knowing what to do but
needing to be by her side. This was all his fault. He searched Janet's face plaintively
for help.
"It's ok Sam, we've got you." Janet said soothingly as she tried to pry Sam's hands
away from her head.
"God, Janet, make it stop!" Sam cried curling her body into a fetal position and
continuing to protect her head.
"Give me 20cc's of dopamine and have an Imitrex drip standing by!" Janet shouted
as the doors opened on Level 21. One of the nurses ran ahead to get the migraine
medication IV started.
"The pain will go away in a second Sam." Janet said soothingly as she efficiently
inserted a needle into Sam's arm. Almost instantly the pain began to ebb and Sam
relaxed her body. The gurney was quickly wheeled into the infirmary where Daniel
was already stripped of his shirt and pants and being prepped for surgery. Jack
winced as he saw the jagged, crimson tear in Daniel's abdomen. There were a lot of
bloody pieces of gauze littering the floor.
"He'll be fine Sir." Doctor Warner said glancing up at Jack. "10-12 stitches max.
The only reason he's going into surgery at all is because it's a belly wound and those
tend to get messy. Actually Sir, it's too bad Daniel doesn't need his appendix
removed, we could have done a 2 for 1!"
"Ha-ha." Jack said humorlessly as he watched Daniel be wheeled out of the room.
This was entirely his fault. He never should have taken Carter out of here.
"Ssssir?" Sam slurred interrupting Jack's dark mood.
"Yeah Carter?" Jack said coming to her side. Sam had been moved from the gurney
to a bed and was now trying (unsuccessfully) to shoo away the nurses attempting to
attach wires of some sort to the sides of her head. EEG? Jack looked away as her
shirt was pulled down and several tabs connected to wires were attached to her
chest. Additional tabs were placed on both ankles and on her shoulders. Whoa!
Cardiac monitor. Jack thought that seemed a little over the top, usually the docs
were content with finger monitors.
"Go wwway!" Sam said ineffectively as she tried to move away from the nurses
attempting to do their jobs.
"They're just trying to help Carter." Jack said trying not to stare at the mass of
wires coming out of her shirt. Why did Fraiser think Sam needed a full-strength
cardiac monitor?
"Wannnt house." Sam said groggily as the drugs began sapping her consciousness
along with her pain.
"We can worry about that later Carter." Jack said worriedly. Where the hell was
Janet anyhow?
"No!" Sam said angrily forcing her eyes open. " I 'eard Evan! He said I must make
decision today. Want house Sir." Sam said reaching out to him as her eyes began
to droop downwards. "Want house." She whispered.
"Ok, ok. Just calm down Carter." Jack said taking her hand and looking around the
room for Janet.
"Promise me Colonel." Sam said through closed eyes as she weakly squeezed his
hands. In the background, Jack began to hear the sounds of the cardiac monitor
slow down. "Promise m' you'll call."
"I promise Carter, ok? I'll call and tell Evan you want the house."
"Tha.." Suddenly Sam's hand fell from Jack's as her body arched upwards in the
throws of a seizure. Instantly Jack was at her side attempting to hold her shoulders
down as a nurse placed a gauze covered bit between her teeth.
Out of nowhere Jack heard Janet's frantic shout. "Get me a portable head CT NOW!"
And that's when he heard it.
The sound of a flat line.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A/N- I'm sorry! Really I am. (Mostly) But I have to do a little more research before
I write any more and this was the *perfect* place to stop. You already know I have
a seriously addiction to cliffhangers. Blame my dad for taking me to see Raiders of
the Lost Ark when I was a kid. I still remember him saying, "That (movie) was the
perfect example of an old TV serial. All those cliffhangers!" All I can say is I'll try
and post soon and that sending me encouraging reviews will most definitely help!
And to prove I am not a total ogre, I'll let you in on a secret; Jacob returns in the
next chapter.