TITLE: Hey Danny boy where are you off to?
AUTHOR: Sanny
STATUS: Debatable
RATING: PG-15
SPOILERS: None
DISCLAMER: I do not own SG-1, though I wish I had, this story is for
enjoyment purposes only, no money was exchanged, the Stargate characters
are owned by MGM, GEKKO and ShowTime, any other characters and the story
belong to the author.
AUTHOR NOTES: Please read and review
Chapter 4: Who did this?
When his eyes finally began to open he couldn't focus at all, his head was pounding like it was on final countdown before detonation, his glasses where smashed to particles on the floor, he tried to think why his head hurt so much and where exactly he was, he reached his left hand to the side that hurt the most, he met with a sticky thick substance, he dragged himself a few feet and reached the phone stand, he reached his hand up and pulled on the cord smearing blood all over it as it fell crashing by his head, he flinched at the pain the noise caused. He grabbed the receiver and punched 'speed dial' #2 connecting him to Cheyenne Mountain.
As the private at dispatch answered he said
"thi. Daniel Jackson, emergen.medic." he didn't finish the obscure sentence as he passed out again, the line remained open.
The frightened dispatcher rang the infirmary and informed Dr. Fraiser of the call, Janet told her to get the military ambulance on standby outside with a driver, she collected two orderlies and a nurse, took the emergency mobile crash cart with her and as the four headed upwards she ordered someone she met on the way to inform General Hammond, she said nothing more as she hurried into the elevator and the baffled Sgt. Wondered Tell General Hammond what? He shrugged his shoulders.
They reached Daniel's apartment in record time of 7 minutes. As they reached his door they noticed it was ajar, Janet pushed it open slowly fearing what she'll see behind the door, the blood lost on the floor made the place look like a war zone.
He was unconscious but he was breathing and his pulse was still strong she placed the oxygen mask to his mouth and nose anyway. It seemed he stopped bleeding, Janet listened to his heart, the nurse opened a vein line, they gave him some fluids and placed some gauze on his open wound, the two orderlies placed the limp body of Daniel on the stretcher as gently as possible, and they started back to the elevator as the two women collected their equipment. As they were walking out the nurse asked
"Wasn't Col. O'Neill with Dr. Jackson?" Janet took another look around the apartment, there was no one there, but the blood on the floor was too much to be only Daniel's, she said nothing as they both went down to the waiting ambulance.
"How is Dr. Jackson?" General Hammond walked into the infirmary asking Janet.
"He'll be fine Sir, he has about 62 stitches and a massive concussion" The General looked at the form on the infirmary bed, there was a bandage hiding the wound and stitches but the cheekbone and eye where turning an amazing shade of purple.
"And how is Col. O'Neill?" he asked searching the beds with his eyes
"Col. O'Neill wasn't there Sir" Janet whispered, George's eyes widened in surprise
"I don't know where he is Sir, but he's hurt, and I think he's hurt bad Sir, the amount of blood on Daniel's apartment floor was unbelievable" her voice trailed off.
"We where attacked" Daniel's voice came stuttered and broken as they approached his bed.
"Can you tell me what happened son?" George asked gently
"We came in, I heard a thump, like something heavy hitting the floor, I guess it was probably Jack, I turned and met the bat with my head" he shut his eyes tightly remembering the massive blow he felt.
At that moment Chey came back from the shower she was allowed to take, the first thing she saw was Daniel and she rushed to his side frantic.
"Daniel? What happened" he sighed
"Who did this?" her question was directed at George
"They where attacked at Daniel's apartment" Janet answered.
"Oh my god, that's where I was taken from when they kidnapped me, where's Jack?" she asked her eyes flaring in fear.
"I don't know" Daniel answered truthfully and Janet didn't know if she should tell them, finally she whispered
"There was a lot, and I mean a lot of blood on your floor Daniel" both Daniel and Chey understood what that meant.
"Is he dead?" Daniel dared to ask.
"No, he wasn't there Guys"
"They've got him" Chey said, the dread evident in her voice, no one said anything, what could they say.
***
The guards at the gate saw a speeding darkened window van approaching, they stood at attention, getting ready to act if anything happened, the side door opened revealing two black dressed figures masked faced throwing a huge sack at the gate and speeding away. The two young officers stood there amazed for a fraction and then shook it away. One called for backup and the other went down to the gate and hesitantly opened the sack, a disfigured body fell out.
At that time more military backup arrived, the lieutenant at the gate shouted for medical personnel ASAP.
Within 3 minutes Janet was there, crouching over the body, the amount of blood covering the face and the obvious broken jaw and cheekbones made the person unrecognizable.
"There's no breathing" she shouted "no heart beat" she started compressions as Dr. Brokovich attached the pads to the now exposed chest and applied the first shock as he yelled
"Clear"
"Hold it warren, we need to crack him first, without oxygen there's no use" as she said the words her hands where already making the cut to his larynx and inserting the breathing tube inside, she connected the ambu bag and squeezed it several times.
Then they shocked the body again and again and again and again
"He's back" Janet called out as the slow beats came from the portable monitor, he was still bradycardic but they placed him on a stretcher and rushed to the infirmary.
Two hours later SG-1, Hammond, Dr. Fraiser, Cheyenne and several other SG personnel where seated in the briefing room, Hammond Acknowledged Janet.
"Sir, there is no brain activity what so ever, for now we're keeping him alive by artificial means, his scull and facial bones . I can't even say broken, they are completely shattered, even if he was alive ."
"He is alive" Cheyenne shouted, tears streaming down her face
"I'm sorry honey, but he isn't, he's brain dead, and that means dead" Janet said quietly
"No .. I just met him, it isn't fair, can't you do anything?" her wet eyes flashed at Janet with hope in her voice.
"I'm sorry" was all Janet was able to say as tears appeared in her eyes as well; she couldn't control them any longer "Sir he has a DNR order in his medical files"
"What's that mean? Chey asked
"It means Do Not Resuscitate, it means he doesn't want to live like this, with machines"
"How do you know it's Jack if his face was so unrecognizably beaten?" Daniel asked
trying with all his might to keep his feelings at bay
"Finger print match and his dog Tags" Warren answered.
Chey's tears flooded out as did Janet and Sam's, all the men around the table tried to control their emotions not quit successful, even Teal'c was distraught, his cheek muscles flexed as he grind his teeth, his eyes where sad and expressive, and his fingers were interwoven with each other keeping him from shaking, he rose to his feet and addressed General Hammond.
"General Hammond I request to give Col. O'Neill Com-ta coo" George looked at Daniel, sitting there his eyes glistening with unshed tears and half his face black and blue, a white bandage covering the stitches.
"The Jaffa Ceremony of Honor, honoring the dying and opening their way to the world beyond" he explained as George nodded.
"Go ahead Teal'c; I'm sure he would have liked it".
Cheyenne's cries began to flow once again at the past tense reference to the father she hasn't had the chance to get to know yet. Sam went to her supporting her as they walked back to the infirmary.
She sat by the bad, the monitor beeped slowly quietly; Jack's face was completely covered with somewhat white-red bandages, the breathing tube sticking out of his neck, his chest was rising and falling with the rhythm the machine was giving. He was so still, Chey touched his hand; it was so cold it sent chills up her spine. She covered his hand with hers trying to warm it, knowing it was useless but still unable to let go, Daniel came in and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, she looked up at him and saw the streams of tears on his blackened cheeks, he was hurting, they both were, they all were. One of the best, most caring and protective man has died.
They still sat there an hour later when Teal'c came in carrying a wooden box.
"We'll leave" Daniel said taking Chey's hand in his
"You may remain" Teal'c said bowing his head, he placed the box on the stand to Jack's left and opened it, he took out two candles lit one placing it to Jack's right then lit the other and placed it to Jack's left, he took out a short dagger with a wooden carved handle and a white handkerchief, he held the dagger in both hands and bowed in front of Jack's still body. Then he cut the palm of his hand and placed it on Jack's chest above his heart, again bowing his head and whispering something in Goa'uld, and then he placed the white handkerchief instead of his hand. Daniel whispered a translation to the ones around
"Walk in pride, Walk in honor, the gates to heaven are now open and await your arrival, go in peace, go in knowing you're loved ones are cared for - for all time"
Tears never stopped sliding from the faces of the people around Jack's bed. As he finished Teal'c bowed again, Janet came to his side placing her tiny hand on his broad shoulder, she walked behind him and reached the ventilator, she looked at the wet faces around, she looked at the still body on the bed and then switched the machine off and disconnected the breathing tube, the slow puffs of the machine subsided, the people around where silent, the only sound was the slow beats getting slower and slower until flat line. She waited about a minute and then turned the monitor off, she whispered.
"Time of death 21:42".
The funeral was absolutely bleak and horrible; George gave the eulogy as the amount of tears combined could have filled a sizable pool. Sam, Janet and Cheyenne where standing by the open grave, Daniel was standing by Chey, one arm wrapped around her waist, Teal'c was standing beside Sam. Other SG personnel were around the gravesite. George spotted Jack's ex-wife Sarah standing much further away, he wandered who called her, she looked at the people gathered by the casket thinking how they were more family to Jack then she ever was, then she saw the beautiful young woman being supported by Dr. Jackson, there was no mistaking, the girl was definitely Jack's daughter, beautiful and feminine and yet Jack's features non the less, tears came down her face as she swung around and left the cemetery.
***
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Chapter 4: Who did this?
When his eyes finally began to open he couldn't focus at all, his head was pounding like it was on final countdown before detonation, his glasses where smashed to particles on the floor, he tried to think why his head hurt so much and where exactly he was, he reached his left hand to the side that hurt the most, he met with a sticky thick substance, he dragged himself a few feet and reached the phone stand, he reached his hand up and pulled on the cord smearing blood all over it as it fell crashing by his head, he flinched at the pain the noise caused. He grabbed the receiver and punched 'speed dial' #2 connecting him to Cheyenne Mountain.
As the private at dispatch answered he said
"thi. Daniel Jackson, emergen.medic." he didn't finish the obscure sentence as he passed out again, the line remained open.
The frightened dispatcher rang the infirmary and informed Dr. Fraiser of the call, Janet told her to get the military ambulance on standby outside with a driver, she collected two orderlies and a nurse, took the emergency mobile crash cart with her and as the four headed upwards she ordered someone she met on the way to inform General Hammond, she said nothing more as she hurried into the elevator and the baffled Sgt. Wondered Tell General Hammond what? He shrugged his shoulders.
They reached Daniel's apartment in record time of 7 minutes. As they reached his door they noticed it was ajar, Janet pushed it open slowly fearing what she'll see behind the door, the blood lost on the floor made the place look like a war zone.
He was unconscious but he was breathing and his pulse was still strong she placed the oxygen mask to his mouth and nose anyway. It seemed he stopped bleeding, Janet listened to his heart, the nurse opened a vein line, they gave him some fluids and placed some gauze on his open wound, the two orderlies placed the limp body of Daniel on the stretcher as gently as possible, and they started back to the elevator as the two women collected their equipment. As they were walking out the nurse asked
"Wasn't Col. O'Neill with Dr. Jackson?" Janet took another look around the apartment, there was no one there, but the blood on the floor was too much to be only Daniel's, she said nothing as they both went down to the waiting ambulance.
"How is Dr. Jackson?" General Hammond walked into the infirmary asking Janet.
"He'll be fine Sir, he has about 62 stitches and a massive concussion" The General looked at the form on the infirmary bed, there was a bandage hiding the wound and stitches but the cheekbone and eye where turning an amazing shade of purple.
"And how is Col. O'Neill?" he asked searching the beds with his eyes
"Col. O'Neill wasn't there Sir" Janet whispered, George's eyes widened in surprise
"I don't know where he is Sir, but he's hurt, and I think he's hurt bad Sir, the amount of blood on Daniel's apartment floor was unbelievable" her voice trailed off.
"We where attacked" Daniel's voice came stuttered and broken as they approached his bed.
"Can you tell me what happened son?" George asked gently
"We came in, I heard a thump, like something heavy hitting the floor, I guess it was probably Jack, I turned and met the bat with my head" he shut his eyes tightly remembering the massive blow he felt.
At that moment Chey came back from the shower she was allowed to take, the first thing she saw was Daniel and she rushed to his side frantic.
"Daniel? What happened" he sighed
"Who did this?" her question was directed at George
"They where attacked at Daniel's apartment" Janet answered.
"Oh my god, that's where I was taken from when they kidnapped me, where's Jack?" she asked her eyes flaring in fear.
"I don't know" Daniel answered truthfully and Janet didn't know if she should tell them, finally she whispered
"There was a lot, and I mean a lot of blood on your floor Daniel" both Daniel and Chey understood what that meant.
"Is he dead?" Daniel dared to ask.
"No, he wasn't there Guys"
"They've got him" Chey said, the dread evident in her voice, no one said anything, what could they say.
***
The guards at the gate saw a speeding darkened window van approaching, they stood at attention, getting ready to act if anything happened, the side door opened revealing two black dressed figures masked faced throwing a huge sack at the gate and speeding away. The two young officers stood there amazed for a fraction and then shook it away. One called for backup and the other went down to the gate and hesitantly opened the sack, a disfigured body fell out.
At that time more military backup arrived, the lieutenant at the gate shouted for medical personnel ASAP.
Within 3 minutes Janet was there, crouching over the body, the amount of blood covering the face and the obvious broken jaw and cheekbones made the person unrecognizable.
"There's no breathing" she shouted "no heart beat" she started compressions as Dr. Brokovich attached the pads to the now exposed chest and applied the first shock as he yelled
"Clear"
"Hold it warren, we need to crack him first, without oxygen there's no use" as she said the words her hands where already making the cut to his larynx and inserting the breathing tube inside, she connected the ambu bag and squeezed it several times.
Then they shocked the body again and again and again and again
"He's back" Janet called out as the slow beats came from the portable monitor, he was still bradycardic but they placed him on a stretcher and rushed to the infirmary.
Two hours later SG-1, Hammond, Dr. Fraiser, Cheyenne and several other SG personnel where seated in the briefing room, Hammond Acknowledged Janet.
"Sir, there is no brain activity what so ever, for now we're keeping him alive by artificial means, his scull and facial bones . I can't even say broken, they are completely shattered, even if he was alive ."
"He is alive" Cheyenne shouted, tears streaming down her face
"I'm sorry honey, but he isn't, he's brain dead, and that means dead" Janet said quietly
"No .. I just met him, it isn't fair, can't you do anything?" her wet eyes flashed at Janet with hope in her voice.
"I'm sorry" was all Janet was able to say as tears appeared in her eyes as well; she couldn't control them any longer "Sir he has a DNR order in his medical files"
"What's that mean? Chey asked
"It means Do Not Resuscitate, it means he doesn't want to live like this, with machines"
"How do you know it's Jack if his face was so unrecognizably beaten?" Daniel asked
trying with all his might to keep his feelings at bay
"Finger print match and his dog Tags" Warren answered.
Chey's tears flooded out as did Janet and Sam's, all the men around the table tried to control their emotions not quit successful, even Teal'c was distraught, his cheek muscles flexed as he grind his teeth, his eyes where sad and expressive, and his fingers were interwoven with each other keeping him from shaking, he rose to his feet and addressed General Hammond.
"General Hammond I request to give Col. O'Neill Com-ta coo" George looked at Daniel, sitting there his eyes glistening with unshed tears and half his face black and blue, a white bandage covering the stitches.
"The Jaffa Ceremony of Honor, honoring the dying and opening their way to the world beyond" he explained as George nodded.
"Go ahead Teal'c; I'm sure he would have liked it".
Cheyenne's cries began to flow once again at the past tense reference to the father she hasn't had the chance to get to know yet. Sam went to her supporting her as they walked back to the infirmary.
She sat by the bad, the monitor beeped slowly quietly; Jack's face was completely covered with somewhat white-red bandages, the breathing tube sticking out of his neck, his chest was rising and falling with the rhythm the machine was giving. He was so still, Chey touched his hand; it was so cold it sent chills up her spine. She covered his hand with hers trying to warm it, knowing it was useless but still unable to let go, Daniel came in and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder, she looked up at him and saw the streams of tears on his blackened cheeks, he was hurting, they both were, they all were. One of the best, most caring and protective man has died.
They still sat there an hour later when Teal'c came in carrying a wooden box.
"We'll leave" Daniel said taking Chey's hand in his
"You may remain" Teal'c said bowing his head, he placed the box on the stand to Jack's left and opened it, he took out two candles lit one placing it to Jack's right then lit the other and placed it to Jack's left, he took out a short dagger with a wooden carved handle and a white handkerchief, he held the dagger in both hands and bowed in front of Jack's still body. Then he cut the palm of his hand and placed it on Jack's chest above his heart, again bowing his head and whispering something in Goa'uld, and then he placed the white handkerchief instead of his hand. Daniel whispered a translation to the ones around
"Walk in pride, Walk in honor, the gates to heaven are now open and await your arrival, go in peace, go in knowing you're loved ones are cared for - for all time"
Tears never stopped sliding from the faces of the people around Jack's bed. As he finished Teal'c bowed again, Janet came to his side placing her tiny hand on his broad shoulder, she walked behind him and reached the ventilator, she looked at the wet faces around, she looked at the still body on the bed and then switched the machine off and disconnected the breathing tube, the slow puffs of the machine subsided, the people around where silent, the only sound was the slow beats getting slower and slower until flat line. She waited about a minute and then turned the monitor off, she whispered.
"Time of death 21:42".
The funeral was absolutely bleak and horrible; George gave the eulogy as the amount of tears combined could have filled a sizable pool. Sam, Janet and Cheyenne where standing by the open grave, Daniel was standing by Chey, one arm wrapped around her waist, Teal'c was standing beside Sam. Other SG personnel were around the gravesite. George spotted Jack's ex-wife Sarah standing much further away, he wandered who called her, she looked at the people gathered by the casket thinking how they were more family to Jack then she ever was, then she saw the beautiful young woman being supported by Dr. Jackson, there was no mistaking, the girl was definitely Jack's daughter, beautiful and feminine and yet Jack's features non the less, tears came down her face as she swung around and left the cemetery.
***
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