Disclaimer: Still not mine…dang!
Notes: Thank you so much for the feedback! BTW, does anyone know what BDU stands for? Though I used the abbreviation in the first part I still don't know what it means exactly;) I hope you can enlighten me!
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It had started raining just minutes after they went in search for shelter. But they hadn't found any yet. Not that Jack was too surprised. They could only hope to find some cave or hollow tree trunk or something and chances were against them. But still they were lucky: Although the rain poured down like nothing they'd seen before the huge trees surrounding them proved to be enough protection against the cold damp. Jack looked up and could barely see the grey sky visible only here and there through thick branches. They walked in silence, each concentrating on their way trying not to stumble over roots and branches and saving their remaining strength should things get more complicated. There were no signs of life at all, not even birds. Jack was glad that the natives who had captured them some days ago and had treated them none too friendly had vanished into thin air. He wondered how SG1 always managed to get into trouble.
This mission had started out just as any other mission – okay so that was not a guarantee that there wouldn't be trouble, he had to admit. But trouble had caught them rather unprepared. They had been exploring some valley not far away from the Stargate and suddenly there were people everywhere – armed people. Admittedly, their weaponry wasn't that advanced since it had mainly consisted of spears and bows but they had been in the majority. SG1 had been captured and dragged to their camp. Daniel had tried to talk some sense into them but either they didn't speak their language or they simply didn't want to understand – the natives just ignored their attempts at diplomacy. Finally they had managed to escape – but one of the natives had shot Carter with one of these damn arrows and Jack had ordered Daniel and Teal'c to go and ready the gate and had stayed with Carter. They hid in the undergrowth waiting until their pursuers had passed them and then tried to make their way to the Stargate. But Major Carter was too weak. They only got about fife hundred metres far and then they had to stop. Jack hoped Teal'c and Daniel had made it to the Stargate and back to the SGC to get help but he knew the procedure. They would send a MALP through in the morning to ensure everything was safe for a rescue party to go through. No risks taken. In the meantime they had to find a hiding place should the natives come back.
Jack stopped his musings as they reached a small clearing. Without the protection of the trees the rain poured down to the ground like a waterfall, huge puddles of mud already gathering everywhere. The ground was already so soaked up with water that the earth couldn't take more and the water was gradually forming a small stream. Carter stirred beside him and Jack gently lowered her onto an overturned tree trunk to allow her some minutes to rest. He rested his hand on her shoulder to keep her in a sitting position while he looked about himself.
There. What was that? Jack narrowed his eyes and tried to see through the thick veil of rain but it was too far away. After he made sure, that Carter would be ok he crossed the clearing and almost sunk into one puddle, that was now already about half a meter deep. Finally he reached the other side, and sighed in relief. A narrow path wound its way through the trees deeper into the forest. It seemed as if it had been used a lot but O'Neill doubted that they would meet anyone on their way today. He went back to Carter and led her carefully to the small path and then they slowly continued their way, hoping that the way would end somewhere where they could seek shelter from the upcoming storm.
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It was dark. Cold. And still raining. Jack sighed. They had been following this path for what seemed like hours now but there was still no end in sight – and no place to rest for the night either. He wondered how Carter had managed to walk that far. Sure her wound must have hurt like hell and as he watched her closely he could see the sweat covering her forehead and her flushed cheeks. He sighed again, this time louder, and stopped. Carter halted beside him and swayed slightly but refused to sit down even for a short while. Jack was proud of her. She hadn't been talking but she hadn't been complaining either, all the while trying not to be a burden to him. "I think we should try to find a dry spot for the night." Okay, so that was almost impossible, but maybe they could find a place not as moist and muddy as the rest. He spotted a tree with thick branches just two meters above the ground. It wasn't exactly his idea of a nice sleeping place but their best option at the moment. Carter only nodded weakly. She leant against a tree and Jack could see that she couldn't stand any longer. He lifted her in his arms trying to avoid touching the wound on her side and carefully carried her to the place he'd just noticed. From the lack of protest he knew that she was really exhausted. The ground beneath the branches was mossy and seemed indeed not as damp as he had thought. Gently Jack lowered Carter to the ground and searched his backpack for some blanket. Then he sat down with the back against the tree, pulled Carter closer to him and draped the blanket over them. Carter, now almost asleep, instinctively nestled closer against him and Jack could feel her shiver. He sighed for the umpteenth time that day, settled back to be as comfortable as possible and wrapped one arm around his sleeping Major. This would be a long, cold night.
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to be continued…
Notes: Thank you so much for the feedback! BTW, does anyone know what BDU stands for? Though I used the abbreviation in the first part I still don't know what it means exactly;) I hope you can enlighten me!
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It had started raining just minutes after they went in search for shelter. But they hadn't found any yet. Not that Jack was too surprised. They could only hope to find some cave or hollow tree trunk or something and chances were against them. But still they were lucky: Although the rain poured down like nothing they'd seen before the huge trees surrounding them proved to be enough protection against the cold damp. Jack looked up and could barely see the grey sky visible only here and there through thick branches. They walked in silence, each concentrating on their way trying not to stumble over roots and branches and saving their remaining strength should things get more complicated. There were no signs of life at all, not even birds. Jack was glad that the natives who had captured them some days ago and had treated them none too friendly had vanished into thin air. He wondered how SG1 always managed to get into trouble.
This mission had started out just as any other mission – okay so that was not a guarantee that there wouldn't be trouble, he had to admit. But trouble had caught them rather unprepared. They had been exploring some valley not far away from the Stargate and suddenly there were people everywhere – armed people. Admittedly, their weaponry wasn't that advanced since it had mainly consisted of spears and bows but they had been in the majority. SG1 had been captured and dragged to their camp. Daniel had tried to talk some sense into them but either they didn't speak their language or they simply didn't want to understand – the natives just ignored their attempts at diplomacy. Finally they had managed to escape – but one of the natives had shot Carter with one of these damn arrows and Jack had ordered Daniel and Teal'c to go and ready the gate and had stayed with Carter. They hid in the undergrowth waiting until their pursuers had passed them and then tried to make their way to the Stargate. But Major Carter was too weak. They only got about fife hundred metres far and then they had to stop. Jack hoped Teal'c and Daniel had made it to the Stargate and back to the SGC to get help but he knew the procedure. They would send a MALP through in the morning to ensure everything was safe for a rescue party to go through. No risks taken. In the meantime they had to find a hiding place should the natives come back.
Jack stopped his musings as they reached a small clearing. Without the protection of the trees the rain poured down to the ground like a waterfall, huge puddles of mud already gathering everywhere. The ground was already so soaked up with water that the earth couldn't take more and the water was gradually forming a small stream. Carter stirred beside him and Jack gently lowered her onto an overturned tree trunk to allow her some minutes to rest. He rested his hand on her shoulder to keep her in a sitting position while he looked about himself.
There. What was that? Jack narrowed his eyes and tried to see through the thick veil of rain but it was too far away. After he made sure, that Carter would be ok he crossed the clearing and almost sunk into one puddle, that was now already about half a meter deep. Finally he reached the other side, and sighed in relief. A narrow path wound its way through the trees deeper into the forest. It seemed as if it had been used a lot but O'Neill doubted that they would meet anyone on their way today. He went back to Carter and led her carefully to the small path and then they slowly continued their way, hoping that the way would end somewhere where they could seek shelter from the upcoming storm.
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It was dark. Cold. And still raining. Jack sighed. They had been following this path for what seemed like hours now but there was still no end in sight – and no place to rest for the night either. He wondered how Carter had managed to walk that far. Sure her wound must have hurt like hell and as he watched her closely he could see the sweat covering her forehead and her flushed cheeks. He sighed again, this time louder, and stopped. Carter halted beside him and swayed slightly but refused to sit down even for a short while. Jack was proud of her. She hadn't been talking but she hadn't been complaining either, all the while trying not to be a burden to him. "I think we should try to find a dry spot for the night." Okay, so that was almost impossible, but maybe they could find a place not as moist and muddy as the rest. He spotted a tree with thick branches just two meters above the ground. It wasn't exactly his idea of a nice sleeping place but their best option at the moment. Carter only nodded weakly. She leant against a tree and Jack could see that she couldn't stand any longer. He lifted her in his arms trying to avoid touching the wound on her side and carefully carried her to the place he'd just noticed. From the lack of protest he knew that she was really exhausted. The ground beneath the branches was mossy and seemed indeed not as damp as he had thought. Gently Jack lowered Carter to the ground and searched his backpack for some blanket. Then he sat down with the back against the tree, pulled Carter closer to him and draped the blanket over them. Carter, now almost asleep, instinctively nestled closer against him and Jack could feel her shiver. He sighed for the umpteenth time that day, settled back to be as comfortable as possible and wrapped one arm around his sleeping Major. This would be a long, cold night.
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to be continued…