TITLE: CRASH

AUTHOR: Sanny

E-Mail: Sanny_c24@hotmail.com

STATUS: incomplete

RATING: PG-13

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

CRASH

It was dark out, silent, he could hear his heart beat, it sounded so loud in his ears, he couldn't decide if he felt pain or numbness throughout his body, he wasn't sure of the position his body was in and he was afraid to move.

He decided to open his eyes can't do any damage by opening his eyes he thought, boy was he wrong, the distant light felt like a needle being inserted right into his eyeball, he closed them shut and tried again when the light spots finally vanished from his sight though his eyes were still closed.

It didn't hurt as bad the second time, now he could focus on what he was seeing, he could see sparkling diamonds in front of his eyes, it suddenly became clear to him that it was scattered glass fragments, he could see from the corner of his eye something yellow and red but he couldn't figure out what it was. He was finally almost sure he was in a car; a car he thought had crashed since he saw the wheel on his left side. He had no idea why he was in the car, where he was headed or why he crashed, he wasn't sure of anything right now except that he was starting to feel much more pain in scattered parts of his body then numbness.

He decided it was time to try to move his head, though it rang in his mind that you always keep the head fixed and set, but he felt he had to. Had to look around and see better, besides that was one of the few body parts he didn't feel pain in, he took a ragged breath in and slowly started moving his head to the right.

His vision was completely filled with that yellow and red that he saw before from the corner of his eye, he tried to think what it could be when suddenly a name flowed into his consciousness, Sam, a beautiful woman, tall, thin, short unruly blond hair, huge ocean blue eyes, Sam … the yellow, it's Sam's hair he figured out the mystery, then panic gripped his heart, the red must be blood, and he couldn't see any movement from her.

"Don't be dead, please, don't let her die" he whispered, deciding to try and move his right hand toward the yellow filling his vision. The tiny movement in his arm shot a searing pain throughout his entire body and he refrained from further movement, he tried catching his breath, trying to breath as shallowly as possible since it hurt so bad to breath in deep.

His vision became blurry and seconds later the pain and breathlessness cost him his consciousness and he drifted off.

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"911"

"Hello? I'm driving on Chelsea highway, about 10-15 miles from the Einkorn Exit I saw a car crash into the side ditch, it's upside down and I saw flames, I couldn't stop and I don't know if there's anyone hurt, I'm sorry"

"Thank you sir, we'll send units right away"

*~*~*

"Keep his head and back secure"

"Lot's of blood over here"

"Get both lines in and open it wide"

"Careful on the leg …"

"Keep her back aligned as well …"

"Set that arm with a pressure dressing …"

The scattered sentences, the sound of sirens and movement registered just vaguely in his mind before he succumbed once again to unconsciousness.

*~*~*

When he first awoke, the sounds around him actually frightened him, even though he knew he heard them all before. There was the standard beep to his left and a constant whooshing sound to his right. He knew it was much brighter around even with his eyes still closed, but the constant of not being able to move was still there, he was sure that opening his eyes would hurt once more but he knew he had to anyway.

He instantly knew this was not the infirmary, the ceiling was white, the walls were white as apposed to the gray of the underground concrete the base was made of. He tried to move his head to the side but was unable to, and then his vision was filled with a face, an older white haired man with a stethoscope around his neck.

If you want to know what happened and why, who was responsible if anyone, drop a line in the review box - without reviews I don't see this story continuing.