What If...
Entity
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. The amazing people that created Stargate SG1 probably do.
SPOILERS: Entity.
Notes: Pleeeeeeeeease review even if you hate it. I need to know. Just to let you know, this fic is by Hydro and NOT Pyro. Pyro is unbelievably boring and doesn't like Stargate. But don't worry, I'm workin' on it! Just to confirm, I only really write Stargate SG1 fics and X-Files fics. Pyro doesn't write either of them. If you don't believe in Carter and Jack, then you really shouldn't read this. It's probably not gonna be that rude, maybe a bit of swearing and some Carter Jack snoggin. POV stands for Point Of View!!!
(After the end of Entity. What if... Jack hadn't patted the bed at the end, but had held Carter's hand like he should have done!!!!!)
Jack's POV
Oh crap. I can't believe that this is all my fault. She's lyin' there on that crappy hospital bed 'cos I damn shot her! I hope to hell this works. It'd be worse than when Charlie died. I've learnt to accept that it wasn't all my fault, to move on. But I don't know if I could do that if Carter died. I shot her twice with the damn zat gun. I swear, if she dies, so do I. Please wake up Sam. Please.
Sam's POV
What the hell? God my spine hurts. I can hear Janet and General Hammond, and, and someone else. Their voice is quieter than the others, but I can notice it more. His voice stands out. I think he's thinking out loud. He's saying it to me. He says he's sorry. He didn't mean to. He couldn't stand it if I died. I recognise them. It's Colonel O'Neill. Why's he sorry? He didn't do this to me. Slowly, I open my eyes. I see his face.
"I was screaming for you to hear," my voice is croaky. Janet and General Hammond think that I say it to them all. The Colonel knows that I don't. He looks at me and taps the bed with his hand.
"I know." He says. Then he takes my and and I hold it tight. Clinging on to it like a lifeline. I can't let go. If I do, I know I'll lose him.