OK so this is a sequel to my fic Back into the Abyss and I'm not too sure how it will read as a fic on it's own as yet but please R&R as I really appreciate it.

(A little summary about B I T A, Sam and Jack were captured by Baal who had built another hidden fortress. A to'kra had infiltrated the fort and had escaped with its information but the shields protecting the fortress had to be taken out before the Asgard could step in and help. It was decided Sg1 joined by Malek and Jacob would go in and take out the shields, but they were ambushed and Sam and Jack captured. Undergoing even worse torture than Jack's first encounter ((in the TV episode - Abyss)) especially Sam whom Baal ultimately wants to have as his handmaiden. Daniel visits Sam when she is the dreamlike state in the sarcophagus and many people want me too address this issue again! They escape and finally contact the Asgard and are rescued. Here ends the story, and left a part for a sequel which I am about to present. I am not sure how it will go but I hope it lives up to the expectations of the people who enjoyed Back into the Abyss. Lurve Sara Lou)

Disclaimer - I don't own any of the characters, definitely don't own Stargate and I don't make any money out of writing these stories. Sit back and enjoy peeps.

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Shock ~~~~~

Foreword

Jack and Sam were beamed aboard the Asgard ship using the ring system and the Asgard's own beam out technology. Baal's former Jaffa also joined them and once all were safely aboard the Asgard destroyed the fortress. They returned to earth where Jack swiftly gave, a brief summary of what happened. It was decided Tealc would beam to the Asgard ship and accompany the Jaffa rebels to the Alpha Site where he would explain all to Jacob and Master Bratac. He would return with Jacob when all had been settled. Meanwhile Jack and Sam had beamed back to stargate command where they were quickly ushered to the infirmary. We join them there.

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Jack gladly allowed himself to be ushered onto an awaiting bed by one of the nurses. He lay back and closed his eyes allowing a moment of bliss wash over him. He awoke to find the moment of bliss had turned too 5 hours. He had been too exhausted even too undress. Shifting uncomfortably in his clothes he rubbed his tired eyes and lay back closing them once more. Sighing he heard familiar footsteps coming towards him. He opened an eye briefly to see Janet Frasier. Hadn't he been through enough of an ordeal without a certain doctor checking him over? He smiled softly to himself, he liked her really. Moreover, he trusted her completely but she could be worse than the General could when it came to following orders. He didn't want her poking and jabbing. He just wanted to sleep. She was always fascinated by eyes. Amazing, doctors would gaze into them with bright lights thinking maybe that's where the problem lay. Yeah that's the reason why his knees got stiff sometimes or his back would feel strained. Its all in the eyes. He could feel her looking down at him, probably with a concerned and furrowed look. He forced an eye open once more. Yup there it was.

"You ok?"

he was surprised at her overwhelming concern. She wasn't poking, wasn't jabbing just asking as a very concerned friend. He was a little taken aback. It wasn't like Janet to get so emotional. And how was it she could sound so concerned when only uttering two words?

"Colonel?"

Now she sounded even more concerned. 'Maybe if I answered she wouldn't sound as concerned. But am I ok?' Jack furrowed his brow wondering how to answer the statement. He did not really know.

"I'm home aren't I? How's Carter?"

Hating tense emotion filled moments Jack shifted his thought to his 2IC. He opened both his eyes and glanced round the infirmary. Where was Carter? He thought she had been ushered into the same room as him. He looked back at Janet. 'Is she biting her lip?'

"Where's Carter"

Concern overwhelming him. He sat up and went to move off the bed. He felt a hand touch him softly, commandingly keeping him on the bed.

"She's going too be fine Colonel. I just want to run some tests."

Jack froze under her touch. She didn't seem to be giving him the whole story. He had known her long enough. He raised his free arm and placed his fingers onto her hand, which still lay, on his other arm.

"What's wrong Janet?"

He looked her intensely in the eye. It was his 2IC for crying out loud. He had a right too know. And something was definitely wrong, he wanted to know what.

"She was fine. We made her comfortable, like you fatigue became the better of her and she fell asleep."

"So where is she?"

Jack was getting impatient.

"She seemed fine up until a few hours ago, I was keeping you both in here. It was easier to keep an eye on you both. A nurse came for me and said Sam had woken up. And she had. She was just staring, I checked her out."

Janet hesitated and Jack felt like grabbing her and yelling at her to spit out what she was getting at. She was weirding him out. It wasn't like Janet to speak so, unprofessionally. Normally big words and nonsense was spoken and he would turn to anyone else for help with the mumbo jumbo. Not this time, she was stumbling with her words and was obviously very concerned for her best friend's wellbeing. She seemed to shake herself out of it enough to be able to continue with her explanation.

"She's in a state of shock Colonel. She doesn't respond too much. She has been awake for the past two hours and hasn't spoken a word. She seems to recognise people. Jonas has been sitting with her, but she will not eat, or drink anything. We moved her because when she first awoke she started flailing her arms around and yelling incoherently about something. If she doesn't eat something soon I'm going to have to put her on a drip."

Jack swallowed, his throat felt dry. He stared at Janet, unable to respond to what she had told him. He couldn't understand it. Sam seemed to have held herself together till the very end. He hadn't even considered what type of emotional scar this would leave on her. He closed his eyes and wearily rubbed his hand over them once more. His mind filled with clear memories of Sam and her agonising tortures at the hands the gould.

"Jack. We were hoping you would be able to shed some light on what happened. Did Baal administer any drugs to you both? Or were you made to eat or drink anything?"

Janet was grasping at straws. Jack shuddered inwardly. The mental pictures made him feel cold and nauseous. He shook his head.

"No doc"

She looked a little relieved. He continued, and the relief gave in once more to fear and anxiety.

"What happened to her was much worse than that"

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