I forgot to mention they will all be diff categories and POVs ect..
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It was pain. A burning, searing, excruciating pain that never seamed to go away. She had ignored it. Worked through it. Didn't acknowledge its existence. But it just seemed to get worse. She knew it would go away eventually. It had to. Whether that be through medication, healing, or at worse, death. Finally, while on P6x-397, it had gone on to long, and had been to great to hide. She had collapsed into his arms. He'd been frantic. Scared to death. He had ordered everyone to get packed up and to the gate five minutes ago. He ran through the gate screaming at the top of his lungs for the med team that was already there. When they rushed her into surgery, he'd gripped her hand, silently trying to give her strength. God, they'd been in there for hours. And he was a mess. He refused to go get changed. What if there was a complication? What if she- no. What if he wasn't there for her? He was gonna stay right there. When Janet finally came out, he'd been white as a sheet. He wanted to run. Wanted to beat the living crap out of whatever DARED to do this to her. Why her? She was so perfect, so beautiful! She was his strength, his sight, his reason for life, his love. He needed her. She was dying. Cancer, she said. They'd try, but there was not removing it. He had been numb. After awhile they let him in the room with her. So he sat there, holding her hand, stroking it, willing her to fight. Even when the klaxons rang out, signaling Jacobs's arrival, he'd only glanced up a bit. When he felt a gentle, comforting hand on his shoulder, he knew it could only be the Tok'Ra. SO, he stood up, his eyes not moving from her face, to give him access to his daughter. He finally looked at her father, he saw the pain and worry lines relaxed a bit as Selmak emerged. She held the healing device over her torso, and as all her friends- Janet, Daniel, Teal'C, General Hammond, and a few more, plus him- watched on in hope, she activated it.
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3 Months later
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She'd lived, although she was still in a coma. The healing device had helped, but only to prolong the inevitable ad they'd had to use in twice more after the initial time. And he sat there. He refused to move. He'd sat there, stroking her hand, whispering to her. Telling her stories. Stories about his past, from Charlie, to her love of blue Jello. Then word came that the Tok'Ra had found, and retrieved a Sarcophagus. He'd been ecstatic. He had carried her there himself. Somewhere from the depths of his mind he thought of Daniel carrying Shar'e on the first mission the Abydos. As he gently laid he in, he placed a light kiss on her lips with his fingers. And as the stones parted, and her eyes opened for the first time in three months, he'd almost hyperventilated. When she sat up, he put his arms around her, supporting her. After all, she hadn't done that for awhile either. When she got to her feet, he'd wrapped her up in his arms, breathing her in, like a lifeline.
"Jack, what's going on?"
"You-you where dy-dying. They couldn't do anything. I-I thought I'd lost you."
"I remember fighting, to get back to someone." She said into his chest. "To you."
"I-I know, I know."
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1 month later
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General Hammond stood at the head of the table.
"Welcome back SG-1. I realize this has been a rather hard time with the loss of major Carter, but let me introduce her replacement. Doctor Samantha Carter."
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There Ya go!!!
I'm gonna let you peeps figure out what happens next.
Thanx for reading!
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It was pain. A burning, searing, excruciating pain that never seamed to go away. She had ignored it. Worked through it. Didn't acknowledge its existence. But it just seemed to get worse. She knew it would go away eventually. It had to. Whether that be through medication, healing, or at worse, death. Finally, while on P6x-397, it had gone on to long, and had been to great to hide. She had collapsed into his arms. He'd been frantic. Scared to death. He had ordered everyone to get packed up and to the gate five minutes ago. He ran through the gate screaming at the top of his lungs for the med team that was already there. When they rushed her into surgery, he'd gripped her hand, silently trying to give her strength. God, they'd been in there for hours. And he was a mess. He refused to go get changed. What if there was a complication? What if she- no. What if he wasn't there for her? He was gonna stay right there. When Janet finally came out, he'd been white as a sheet. He wanted to run. Wanted to beat the living crap out of whatever DARED to do this to her. Why her? She was so perfect, so beautiful! She was his strength, his sight, his reason for life, his love. He needed her. She was dying. Cancer, she said. They'd try, but there was not removing it. He had been numb. After awhile they let him in the room with her. So he sat there, holding her hand, stroking it, willing her to fight. Even when the klaxons rang out, signaling Jacobs's arrival, he'd only glanced up a bit. When he felt a gentle, comforting hand on his shoulder, he knew it could only be the Tok'Ra. SO, he stood up, his eyes not moving from her face, to give him access to his daughter. He finally looked at her father, he saw the pain and worry lines relaxed a bit as Selmak emerged. She held the healing device over her torso, and as all her friends- Janet, Daniel, Teal'C, General Hammond, and a few more, plus him- watched on in hope, she activated it.
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3 Months later
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She'd lived, although she was still in a coma. The healing device had helped, but only to prolong the inevitable ad they'd had to use in twice more after the initial time. And he sat there. He refused to move. He'd sat there, stroking her hand, whispering to her. Telling her stories. Stories about his past, from Charlie, to her love of blue Jello. Then word came that the Tok'Ra had found, and retrieved a Sarcophagus. He'd been ecstatic. He had carried her there himself. Somewhere from the depths of his mind he thought of Daniel carrying Shar'e on the first mission the Abydos. As he gently laid he in, he placed a light kiss on her lips with his fingers. And as the stones parted, and her eyes opened for the first time in three months, he'd almost hyperventilated. When she sat up, he put his arms around her, supporting her. After all, she hadn't done that for awhile either. When she got to her feet, he'd wrapped her up in his arms, breathing her in, like a lifeline.
"Jack, what's going on?"
"You-you where dy-dying. They couldn't do anything. I-I thought I'd lost you."
"I remember fighting, to get back to someone." She said into his chest. "To you."
"I-I know, I know."
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1 month later
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General Hammond stood at the head of the table.
"Welcome back SG-1. I realize this has been a rather hard time with the loss of major Carter, but let me introduce her replacement. Doctor Samantha Carter."
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There Ya go!!!
I'm gonna let you peeps figure out what happens next.
Thanx for reading!