Okay everyone. I promised a lot of you that I'd have an update today (good thing I didn't give a specific time). I'm sorry that it's so short and I'll warn that I'll probably change some things later on. I've already started on the next part and I'll post new chapters as I write them. Keep up the encouraging words. They help a lot!
Ch: 2
Daniel once again sat on the floor of his cell cradling his throbbing arm tightly against his chest. He didn't think he'd been unconscious for long. He had fleeting memories of being drug down the hallway from Ochsner's office and then roughly thrown into the room. The blackness threatened to engulf him once again, but he refused to surrender to its embrace, despite the pain.
Once the throbbing pain had subsided enough to allow him to think straight, Daniel raised himself from the floor and reexamined the room. The door was still locked, there were still no windows, the walls were still solid, and there was still a distinct lack of a genie-bearing bottle. The only difference to note was the presence of his standard-issue SGC bedroll and pillow.
"Home, sweet home," he murmured as he eased himself onto the material, which did little to pad the hard, stone floor.
Daniel took a few moments to contemplate the situation. If what Ochsner said was true, he and Sam now had an extremely powerful and potentially dangerous connection, the extent of which even he, as the inventor, was unsure.
Daniel raised his left arm to glance at his watch. It was 1800 hours. Wow! Three hours had passed since they had first regained consciousness in this room. The conversation with their fine host hadn't taken more than twenty minutes. Perhaps he had blacked out for longer than he thought.
His eyes were drawn away from his watch to a spot about half way up his forearm. Though the dull throbbing pain seemed to originate form that location, there was no visible injury. The skin was intact and there was no obvious swelling or discoloration. Apparently, at least one thing that Ochsner said was true. Daniel could feel the physical pain of Sam's injury just as she had felt it when his guard had fingered his abused cheekbone.
Daniel's hopes rose as he remembered another part of the earlier conversation with their captor. Sam would be returned to Earth. Okay, so Ochsner had insisted she return with Naquadah. Well, that was definitely not going to happen, but at least she should be free and able to let Jack and the General know what was happening.
There was a slight prick followed closely by a stinging sensation in his right arm, but Daniel paid it no mind.
Daniel had full confidence in his team. When (not if, when) the others came and got him out of there they would have to remember to look for Ochsner's research on the invention currently residing in his and Sam's necks. There would also have to be an investigation to determine if the Kolean government was involved in or even aware of Ochsner's plans to kidnap and use them in his experiment. They would...
The archaeologist's train of thought was promptly derailed as a blinding pain tore through his left arm originating from the area of the 'burn'. It felt as though someone was using a dull saw to, oh so slowly, amputate his arm. A loud scream was ripped from his throat before he could prevent it. Daniel clamped his mouth shut and concentrated on breathing through the excruciating pain. It wasn't working.
Minute after minute passed agonizingly slowly. The pain never eased a fraction. Tears streamed down Daniel's cheeks as he begged unconsciousness to once again welcome him into her blissful nothingness. She was apparently being fickle today. He had refused her comforting embrace earlier and now she was refusing him.
Finally, the pain receded to tolerable levels, leaving Daniel's heart pounding and him gasping for breath. He hadn't even had enough time to calm his breathing and heart rate when he felt...something. It was almost as if he were being watched...well, he knew he was being watched. How else had Ochsner known when he and Sam had awakened earlier? No, this was different. It was almost like a presence. It was almost like...Sam.
A sudden flash of insight struck him. Sam was back on Earth and the pain of a few moments ago must have been Janet tending to the burn. Sam must have been unconscious because he couldn't imagine her allowing such a painful procedure knowing that the link would transmit the sensations to him.
Instead of simply feeling the physical sensations, Daniel could feel Sam's 'presence'.
Before he could consider this development any further, Daniel suddenly felt a slight edge of panic begin to overtake him. It was quickly followed by another small sting in his right arm and then several unbearably painful throbs in his left.
It was strange, but somehow he knew that Sam was panicking for some reason. She needed to calm down and he needed to help her.
Though he didn't think it would be possible to communicate words to Sam, Daniel sat on the bedroll in the traditional Kel'no'reem pose Teal'c had taught him, closed his eyes, and concentrated on Sam; willing her to calm herself. The panic began to slowly recede. He used his right hand to firmly grasp his left and gave it a gentle squeeze. It was a familiar touch for both of them. Hopefully, if she were able to feel it, it would be enough to calm her.
Finally, the last bit of panic dissipated. Sam was still 'there' but much, much calmer. Daniel remained in his meditative state for some time yet. After about half an hour he rose to his feet and began pacing his cell. His mind was racing. Ochsner had obviously not expected this emotional connection. What else was in store for them?
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Ch: 2
Daniel once again sat on the floor of his cell cradling his throbbing arm tightly against his chest. He didn't think he'd been unconscious for long. He had fleeting memories of being drug down the hallway from Ochsner's office and then roughly thrown into the room. The blackness threatened to engulf him once again, but he refused to surrender to its embrace, despite the pain.
Once the throbbing pain had subsided enough to allow him to think straight, Daniel raised himself from the floor and reexamined the room. The door was still locked, there were still no windows, the walls were still solid, and there was still a distinct lack of a genie-bearing bottle. The only difference to note was the presence of his standard-issue SGC bedroll and pillow.
"Home, sweet home," he murmured as he eased himself onto the material, which did little to pad the hard, stone floor.
Daniel took a few moments to contemplate the situation. If what Ochsner said was true, he and Sam now had an extremely powerful and potentially dangerous connection, the extent of which even he, as the inventor, was unsure.
Daniel raised his left arm to glance at his watch. It was 1800 hours. Wow! Three hours had passed since they had first regained consciousness in this room. The conversation with their fine host hadn't taken more than twenty minutes. Perhaps he had blacked out for longer than he thought.
His eyes were drawn away from his watch to a spot about half way up his forearm. Though the dull throbbing pain seemed to originate form that location, there was no visible injury. The skin was intact and there was no obvious swelling or discoloration. Apparently, at least one thing that Ochsner said was true. Daniel could feel the physical pain of Sam's injury just as she had felt it when his guard had fingered his abused cheekbone.
Daniel's hopes rose as he remembered another part of the earlier conversation with their captor. Sam would be returned to Earth. Okay, so Ochsner had insisted she return with Naquadah. Well, that was definitely not going to happen, but at least she should be free and able to let Jack and the General know what was happening.
There was a slight prick followed closely by a stinging sensation in his right arm, but Daniel paid it no mind.
Daniel had full confidence in his team. When (not if, when) the others came and got him out of there they would have to remember to look for Ochsner's research on the invention currently residing in his and Sam's necks. There would also have to be an investigation to determine if the Kolean government was involved in or even aware of Ochsner's plans to kidnap and use them in his experiment. They would...
The archaeologist's train of thought was promptly derailed as a blinding pain tore through his left arm originating from the area of the 'burn'. It felt as though someone was using a dull saw to, oh so slowly, amputate his arm. A loud scream was ripped from his throat before he could prevent it. Daniel clamped his mouth shut and concentrated on breathing through the excruciating pain. It wasn't working.
Minute after minute passed agonizingly slowly. The pain never eased a fraction. Tears streamed down Daniel's cheeks as he begged unconsciousness to once again welcome him into her blissful nothingness. She was apparently being fickle today. He had refused her comforting embrace earlier and now she was refusing him.
Finally, the pain receded to tolerable levels, leaving Daniel's heart pounding and him gasping for breath. He hadn't even had enough time to calm his breathing and heart rate when he felt...something. It was almost as if he were being watched...well, he knew he was being watched. How else had Ochsner known when he and Sam had awakened earlier? No, this was different. It was almost like a presence. It was almost like...Sam.
A sudden flash of insight struck him. Sam was back on Earth and the pain of a few moments ago must have been Janet tending to the burn. Sam must have been unconscious because he couldn't imagine her allowing such a painful procedure knowing that the link would transmit the sensations to him.
Instead of simply feeling the physical sensations, Daniel could feel Sam's 'presence'.
Before he could consider this development any further, Daniel suddenly felt a slight edge of panic begin to overtake him. It was quickly followed by another small sting in his right arm and then several unbearably painful throbs in his left.
It was strange, but somehow he knew that Sam was panicking for some reason. She needed to calm down and he needed to help her.
Though he didn't think it would be possible to communicate words to Sam, Daniel sat on the bedroll in the traditional Kel'no'reem pose Teal'c had taught him, closed his eyes, and concentrated on Sam; willing her to calm herself. The panic began to slowly recede. He used his right hand to firmly grasp his left and gave it a gentle squeeze. It was a familiar touch for both of them. Hopefully, if she were able to feel it, it would be enough to calm her.
Finally, the last bit of panic dissipated. Sam was still 'there' but much, much calmer. Daniel remained in his meditative state for some time yet. After about half an hour he rose to his feet and began pacing his cell. His mind was racing. Ochsner had obviously not expected this emotional connection. What else was in store for them?
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