*OK, just for CharmedAli. A longer chapter. I am going to stop putting
these little bits in at the top- I swear. So while I'm at it, I'll
apologise for the lack of "o"'s in many words due to my temperamental
keyboard and spell-checker. OK, I'll sop waffling or the leprechauns will
be angry and make me burn something."
Sam sat next to Jack who was driving the car. He looked so bad. More worried than she was. Sam knew that Jack saw Daniel as a son. Now, Jack's best friend and surrogate son were both lying in the infirmary, in critical condition. Sam felt so helpless. She wanted to do something. To make everything better. To stop Jack from hurting. It made her feel s bad when he was like this. He would probably blame himself. Without thinking Sam placed her hand on Jack's thigh and rubbed it gently.
"It'll be OK Jack. No one can hurt them now. They're safe."
"They should have been safe in the first place." Grunted Jack as he put his foot down so he could make it across the traffic lights before they turned red. As he turned into the road that would take them to the Cheyenne Mountain Complex, Jack had to slam his foot onto the brakes. The traffic was piled back. He couldn't turn around now as somebody had blocked him in. Jack noticed Sam's hand for the first time. He smiled and placed his hand on top of Sam's.
"It must be so hard for her." Thought Jack. He knew that Sam saw Daniel as a little brother. He was sure that she was closer to Daniel than she was to her real brother. He couldn't count the times that Daniel and Sam had held a conversation which had gone completely over his head. They were the clever ones. The ones who actually cared abut the cultures of the planets they landed on. Jack und the whole "exploring cultures" thing boring. Unless it was "Sam's Culture" as it were. Oh dear. He was getting turned on and now wasn't the time. Daniel and Teal'c could die and here he was, well, Jack was disgusted with himself. He stroked Sam's hand, and then he saw the brake lights of the cars ahead go off. He quickly put the car back in gear and drove off.
They made record time, arriving at the base within ten minutes. An outstanding feat considering that it was in fact a half-hour's drive away. Jack was spitting feathers when he could not find his ID in his glove compartment. Sam used hers for both of them in the end. She then proceeded to find Jack's ID in the pocket of his jacket which he had left slung over the back passenger seat.
"Those damn security blokes know who I am. They see me coming in and out of the base all the time. But no. "Sorry, Colonel. It's our orders. Sheesh. I can't even pull rank with them. "I'm a Colonel, SERGENT and I'm ordering you. No. They just can't accept authority." Jack proceeded to mutter swear words menacingly under his breath. Jack parked the car up and both he and Sam jumped out and went running into the SGC, flashing ID badges when appropriate.
When they reached the elevator, they found a queue of medics and USAF officers. It was time for the changing f the shifts. "Right, that's it." Thought Jack.
"EXCUSE ME. COLNEL O'NEILL COMING THROUGH AND BE WARNED I AM SERIUSLY PISSED AND NEED TO GET IN THAT ELEVATOR. DON'T MAKE ME PULL RANK ON YOU. GET THE HELL OUTTA MY WAY. DO YOU WANT ME TO HIT YOU LIEUTENANT? THANK YOU."
Sam followed closely behind her extremely angry (and loud) lover. She realised then what a good drill sergeant Jack would make. She had never seen so many professionals, many of whom she had fought beside, look so scared. Then again, she'd never seen Jack this terrifying. Not only was he in his "one of my team is hurt so anyone who gets in my way will be shot on sight" mood, he was also having an extremely bad day.
Finally they arrived at the infirmary. They were greeted by several, extremely well-armed guards. Well-armed guards who were determined not to let Jack into the infirmary.
Janet was alerted to Jack's presence therefore by the sound of a Colonel shouting insults that would make even General Hammond's blood run cold. Janet begrudgingly left Daniel's side and instructed the guards to let Jack and Sam in. Jack rushed to Daniel's side. "How is he Doc?"
"He's been badly wounded. I have also fund a large amount of poison in his body. I am attempting to neutralise the poison, but its early days yet."
Sam stood in the doorway. Held still by shock. She was loosing them. Teal'c, then Daniel. If anything happened to Jack, she didn't know what she'd do.
"How's Teal'c?" She managed to whisper.
"Still in a coma. But I think Junior's doing his job. He's healing well. Captain Shelby seems to be a lot better too. He's come around. You can talk to him if you like."
"Captain Shelby." Sam mouthed the name. He'd be able t tell her what happened. Who had done this. Then, Sam would show her true colours and would track the sonofabitch who had done this down and she would kill him. Slowly and painfully. Unbeknownst to her team-mates, Sam had a fair share of time in Black Ops.
She followed Janet behind the curtain and saw Captain Shelby lying on the bed. Breathing heavily. Eyes wide open.
"He was poisoned too Sam, just not as bad. He managed to get himself and Daniel back through the 'Gate. Go easy n him. He's had a tough time. Five minutes." Whispered Janet before heading back out to check on Teal'c and Daniel.
"Captain Shelby?" Sam started uncertainly.
"Major." He whispered hoarsely. "Daniel, is he OK? Oh God. I swear I did everything I could. I couldn't stop them. I tried, Oh God."
"It's alright Tom. It is Tom isn't it?" She had a nod of the head in reply.
"Who did this?"
"I don't know. They weren't from Abydos. That's what Daniel said. They.they attacked us. Oh God. There were s many of them. They killed the others. I couldn't stop them. We were supposed to look after him. Oh God is Daniel going to be OK?"
"We can't tell yet Captain. Get some rest. It'll be OK." Sam didn't know who she was reassuring. Him or herself?
The creature smiled inwardly as it watched Major Samantha Carter leave. She had believed him. This was all too easy. Far too easy. She would be next. He couldn't wait t see her pretty face when he did what he was planning to do. Then he'd kill that asshole Colonel. He knew the Sholva would survive. But he would be faced with the fact he was responsible for the deaths of his friends, and that alone would destroy him inside. But, now the creature rested. He needed to rest. To gain strength for when he killed the woman.
Sam sat next to Jack who was driving the car. He looked so bad. More worried than she was. Sam knew that Jack saw Daniel as a son. Now, Jack's best friend and surrogate son were both lying in the infirmary, in critical condition. Sam felt so helpless. She wanted to do something. To make everything better. To stop Jack from hurting. It made her feel s bad when he was like this. He would probably blame himself. Without thinking Sam placed her hand on Jack's thigh and rubbed it gently.
"It'll be OK Jack. No one can hurt them now. They're safe."
"They should have been safe in the first place." Grunted Jack as he put his foot down so he could make it across the traffic lights before they turned red. As he turned into the road that would take them to the Cheyenne Mountain Complex, Jack had to slam his foot onto the brakes. The traffic was piled back. He couldn't turn around now as somebody had blocked him in. Jack noticed Sam's hand for the first time. He smiled and placed his hand on top of Sam's.
"It must be so hard for her." Thought Jack. He knew that Sam saw Daniel as a little brother. He was sure that she was closer to Daniel than she was to her real brother. He couldn't count the times that Daniel and Sam had held a conversation which had gone completely over his head. They were the clever ones. The ones who actually cared abut the cultures of the planets they landed on. Jack und the whole "exploring cultures" thing boring. Unless it was "Sam's Culture" as it were. Oh dear. He was getting turned on and now wasn't the time. Daniel and Teal'c could die and here he was, well, Jack was disgusted with himself. He stroked Sam's hand, and then he saw the brake lights of the cars ahead go off. He quickly put the car back in gear and drove off.
They made record time, arriving at the base within ten minutes. An outstanding feat considering that it was in fact a half-hour's drive away. Jack was spitting feathers when he could not find his ID in his glove compartment. Sam used hers for both of them in the end. She then proceeded to find Jack's ID in the pocket of his jacket which he had left slung over the back passenger seat.
"Those damn security blokes know who I am. They see me coming in and out of the base all the time. But no. "Sorry, Colonel. It's our orders. Sheesh. I can't even pull rank with them. "I'm a Colonel, SERGENT and I'm ordering you. No. They just can't accept authority." Jack proceeded to mutter swear words menacingly under his breath. Jack parked the car up and both he and Sam jumped out and went running into the SGC, flashing ID badges when appropriate.
When they reached the elevator, they found a queue of medics and USAF officers. It was time for the changing f the shifts. "Right, that's it." Thought Jack.
"EXCUSE ME. COLNEL O'NEILL COMING THROUGH AND BE WARNED I AM SERIUSLY PISSED AND NEED TO GET IN THAT ELEVATOR. DON'T MAKE ME PULL RANK ON YOU. GET THE HELL OUTTA MY WAY. DO YOU WANT ME TO HIT YOU LIEUTENANT? THANK YOU."
Sam followed closely behind her extremely angry (and loud) lover. She realised then what a good drill sergeant Jack would make. She had never seen so many professionals, many of whom she had fought beside, look so scared. Then again, she'd never seen Jack this terrifying. Not only was he in his "one of my team is hurt so anyone who gets in my way will be shot on sight" mood, he was also having an extremely bad day.
Finally they arrived at the infirmary. They were greeted by several, extremely well-armed guards. Well-armed guards who were determined not to let Jack into the infirmary.
Janet was alerted to Jack's presence therefore by the sound of a Colonel shouting insults that would make even General Hammond's blood run cold. Janet begrudgingly left Daniel's side and instructed the guards to let Jack and Sam in. Jack rushed to Daniel's side. "How is he Doc?"
"He's been badly wounded. I have also fund a large amount of poison in his body. I am attempting to neutralise the poison, but its early days yet."
Sam stood in the doorway. Held still by shock. She was loosing them. Teal'c, then Daniel. If anything happened to Jack, she didn't know what she'd do.
"How's Teal'c?" She managed to whisper.
"Still in a coma. But I think Junior's doing his job. He's healing well. Captain Shelby seems to be a lot better too. He's come around. You can talk to him if you like."
"Captain Shelby." Sam mouthed the name. He'd be able t tell her what happened. Who had done this. Then, Sam would show her true colours and would track the sonofabitch who had done this down and she would kill him. Slowly and painfully. Unbeknownst to her team-mates, Sam had a fair share of time in Black Ops.
She followed Janet behind the curtain and saw Captain Shelby lying on the bed. Breathing heavily. Eyes wide open.
"He was poisoned too Sam, just not as bad. He managed to get himself and Daniel back through the 'Gate. Go easy n him. He's had a tough time. Five minutes." Whispered Janet before heading back out to check on Teal'c and Daniel.
"Captain Shelby?" Sam started uncertainly.
"Major." He whispered hoarsely. "Daniel, is he OK? Oh God. I swear I did everything I could. I couldn't stop them. I tried, Oh God."
"It's alright Tom. It is Tom isn't it?" She had a nod of the head in reply.
"Who did this?"
"I don't know. They weren't from Abydos. That's what Daniel said. They.they attacked us. Oh God. There were s many of them. They killed the others. I couldn't stop them. We were supposed to look after him. Oh God is Daniel going to be OK?"
"We can't tell yet Captain. Get some rest. It'll be OK." Sam didn't know who she was reassuring. Him or herself?
The creature smiled inwardly as it watched Major Samantha Carter leave. She had believed him. This was all too easy. Far too easy. She would be next. He couldn't wait t see her pretty face when he did what he was planning to do. Then he'd kill that asshole Colonel. He knew the Sholva would survive. But he would be faced with the fact he was responsible for the deaths of his friends, and that alone would destroy him inside. But, now the creature rested. He needed to rest. To gain strength for when he killed the woman.