Title: Mis-Adventures of Jack and Sam (Seven Days)
Author: dcChic
Email: dietcokechic@hotmail.com
Notes: I couldn't leave you all hanging. (Well I could, but I'm not that mean.) I might not be able to write a complete chapter until this weekend, but thought you'd appreciate just a LITTLE bit more... Special thanks to Sandy for catching my hersey typo. That'll teach me to post before handing it over to my beta reader!
Chapter 9a
Day 4, P3X-677
1100
Sam awoke with the answer. She knew how to get them out of there. Or at least let the SGC know where they are. She shivered involuntary as the Colonel moved away from her body. It might not be much, but whatever body heat they had; this was what was keeping them alive at the moment. Take it away, and they just wouldn't last long. She wouldn't last much longer.
Sam felt horrible for how she had acted towards the Colonel earlier that morning. She had been so cold and confused! As if he would ever... She knew it would never happen like that. Ever. She needed to tell the Colonel that as well. But first things first.
"Sir?" Sam croaked in a voice sounding much weaker than she would have liked.
"Sorry, Carter- nature calls." Jack had sat up and was attempting to button up his shirt. His numbed fingers were finding the task quite difficult. Sam could see the concavity of his stomach; Jack had lost weight as well. Had it really only been 3 days?
"I'll bring back more water too, ok?" Jack was way too serious this morning. Sam needed to ease his mind ASAP.
"Sir, I know how to contact the SGC."
"I'll be back as soon... WHA?!" Jack asked taken by surprise.
In one long-winded monologue Carter explained her plan. "I don't know if we can do it Sir, but it seriously might be our last hope. We know they are looking for us and we know they know we are on this planet. But they don't know where. And we can't let them know because of this damn rock. But Sir! We can work around that. And I'm so sorry I didn't think of it earlier, and now I don't know if you can do it, but we have to try Sir! It's our only chance!" She took a haggard breath. "And I'm so sorry I overreacted this morning. I know you would never take advantage of another person Jack, especially me and I'm so sorry..." Sam couldn't continue and broke down in tears in front of a much-bewildered Jack O'Neill.
Jack sat down next to Sam and gently rubbed her back. "Try again?" He said with a faint trace of the O'Neill optimism.
"The tent poles Sir. We can use the tent poles as antennas. If we can get them up far enough, they should be able to hear us."
Jack frowned looking up at the dark rock. He seriously doubted he had the strength to climb that.
"You wouldn't have to go all the way Sir. Maybe 15 feet?" Jack said nothing, just stared at the rock. It really would be their only way out...
"Plus, I found something that might help you." Sam said with a smile. Jack hadn't seen a smile on her face in days. Well, not a true smile anyhow. He looked at her questioningly. Trembling, Sam shifted weight so she was lying on her back. With an unsteady hand, she reached into her left cargo pocket and triumphantly pulled out a very crumpled looking Hershesy bar.
Jack stared in awe at what appeared to be their Holy Grail. The chocolate was broken in several pieces and looked like it had been stepped on *make that slept on* repeatedly. It must have been in the pocket under Carter's hip. Jack fought the urge to devour it on the spot as he released what must have been a 100-watt grin. They really did have a chance.
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NOW we're getting places, eh? See, I'm not always cruel. Let me know if you are still enjoying!
Author: dcChic
Email: dietcokechic@hotmail.com
Notes: I couldn't leave you all hanging. (Well I could, but I'm not that mean.) I might not be able to write a complete chapter until this weekend, but thought you'd appreciate just a LITTLE bit more... Special thanks to Sandy for catching my hersey typo. That'll teach me to post before handing it over to my beta reader!
Chapter 9a
Day 4, P3X-677
1100
Sam awoke with the answer. She knew how to get them out of there. Or at least let the SGC know where they are. She shivered involuntary as the Colonel moved away from her body. It might not be much, but whatever body heat they had; this was what was keeping them alive at the moment. Take it away, and they just wouldn't last long. She wouldn't last much longer.
Sam felt horrible for how she had acted towards the Colonel earlier that morning. She had been so cold and confused! As if he would ever... She knew it would never happen like that. Ever. She needed to tell the Colonel that as well. But first things first.
"Sir?" Sam croaked in a voice sounding much weaker than she would have liked.
"Sorry, Carter- nature calls." Jack had sat up and was attempting to button up his shirt. His numbed fingers were finding the task quite difficult. Sam could see the concavity of his stomach; Jack had lost weight as well. Had it really only been 3 days?
"I'll bring back more water too, ok?" Jack was way too serious this morning. Sam needed to ease his mind ASAP.
"Sir, I know how to contact the SGC."
"I'll be back as soon... WHA?!" Jack asked taken by surprise.
In one long-winded monologue Carter explained her plan. "I don't know if we can do it Sir, but it seriously might be our last hope. We know they are looking for us and we know they know we are on this planet. But they don't know where. And we can't let them know because of this damn rock. But Sir! We can work around that. And I'm so sorry I didn't think of it earlier, and now I don't know if you can do it, but we have to try Sir! It's our only chance!" She took a haggard breath. "And I'm so sorry I overreacted this morning. I know you would never take advantage of another person Jack, especially me and I'm so sorry..." Sam couldn't continue and broke down in tears in front of a much-bewildered Jack O'Neill.
Jack sat down next to Sam and gently rubbed her back. "Try again?" He said with a faint trace of the O'Neill optimism.
"The tent poles Sir. We can use the tent poles as antennas. If we can get them up far enough, they should be able to hear us."
Jack frowned looking up at the dark rock. He seriously doubted he had the strength to climb that.
"You wouldn't have to go all the way Sir. Maybe 15 feet?" Jack said nothing, just stared at the rock. It really would be their only way out...
"Plus, I found something that might help you." Sam said with a smile. Jack hadn't seen a smile on her face in days. Well, not a true smile anyhow. He looked at her questioningly. Trembling, Sam shifted weight so she was lying on her back. With an unsteady hand, she reached into her left cargo pocket and triumphantly pulled out a very crumpled looking Hershesy bar.
Jack stared in awe at what appeared to be their Holy Grail. The chocolate was broken in several pieces and looked like it had been stepped on *make that slept on* repeatedly. It must have been in the pocket under Carter's hip. Jack fought the urge to devour it on the spot as he released what must have been a 100-watt grin. They really did have a chance.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
NOW we're getting places, eh? See, I'm not always cruel. Let me know if you are still enjoying!