Sam, Jack and Teal'c woke up at Daniel's cry. Sam, already being awake was
the first one of them to come out of the tent. Daniel was lying,
unconscious on the floor. He appeared to have no visible wounds, yet
something was wrong. Terribly wrong. Sam ran over t Daniel. "Dear lord"
exclaimed Jack as he crouched next to the still body f his friend. Teal'c
picked up the staff weapon from the ground. He held it, ready to fire as
soon as anything appeared form the shadows. Slowly, a cool wind blew and
one by one, like birthday candles, the lights went out. As the light grew
less and less and Jack tried desperately to light a flare, and failing, Sam
reached over to her lover and clutched his arm. He looked at her and held
her hand as the last light went out.
They were completely helpless. It seemed that the situation was hopeless. Jack held tightly onto Sam and she held him. She held him so tightly she could feel his pulse. It was comforting to her, to know that Jack was there, even though she couldn't see him.
Then, they began to hear strange noises all around them. A sort of cluck- thunk noise, moving, as if it was a creature encircling them. Sam felt Jack's hand move slightly and the sound of a flare starting up. The cavern was re-lit and a long, rasping, shriek echoed around. They saw a shadow disappear into the dark of one of the tunnels.
"Teal'c, carry Daniel, Sam- dial out, and I'll transmit the code." Yelled Jack.
Soon enough, they were all back through the Stargate and in the 'gate room. Jack was pleased to see there was a medic team waiting for them. Daniel was stretcherd away to the infirmary.
"SG1 debriefing at 1600 hours," came the Generals voice over the intercom. That meant there was two hours to wait. As Jack stalked off, Sam ran after him.
"Jack, can I please talk to you?"
"Sure."
"Can we go somewhere private?"
"Like, where?"
"Daniels office?"
"OK." Jack replied uneasily. He didn't like the tone of Sam's voice, she seemed upset. He was worried. Had he done something wrong? Was he rethinking their relationship? Jack didn't like any of his thoughts.
They arrived in Daniel's office. The dusty air and dimly lit room, full of artefacts was comfortably warm, but the fact that this was Daniel's office made Sam uncomfortable.
Jack closed the door behind him and sat in Daniel's chair. Sam sat next to him, slightly higher up on the desk.
"Jack," she said, her voice shaking. She leaned forward and placed her head in her hands and started sobbing.
"Oh Jack. It's my entire fault. It's all my fault."
Jack put his arms around her and rubbed her back. "There, there Sam. It's OK. What's happened to Daniel isn't your fault. You couldn't have done anything. None of us could."
"I could've. He couldn't sleep. He offered to take my watch. I let him. Oh god, that should be me in the infirmary, not him."
"Sam. Sammy. Shhh. It's OK. Daniel's gonna be OK and you will too. Daniel won't blame you. It wasn't your fault. It could've been any of us. Come on love."
Then there was a knock n the door.
They were completely helpless. It seemed that the situation was hopeless. Jack held tightly onto Sam and she held him. She held him so tightly she could feel his pulse. It was comforting to her, to know that Jack was there, even though she couldn't see him.
Then, they began to hear strange noises all around them. A sort of cluck- thunk noise, moving, as if it was a creature encircling them. Sam felt Jack's hand move slightly and the sound of a flare starting up. The cavern was re-lit and a long, rasping, shriek echoed around. They saw a shadow disappear into the dark of one of the tunnels.
"Teal'c, carry Daniel, Sam- dial out, and I'll transmit the code." Yelled Jack.
Soon enough, they were all back through the Stargate and in the 'gate room. Jack was pleased to see there was a medic team waiting for them. Daniel was stretcherd away to the infirmary.
"SG1 debriefing at 1600 hours," came the Generals voice over the intercom. That meant there was two hours to wait. As Jack stalked off, Sam ran after him.
"Jack, can I please talk to you?"
"Sure."
"Can we go somewhere private?"
"Like, where?"
"Daniels office?"
"OK." Jack replied uneasily. He didn't like the tone of Sam's voice, she seemed upset. He was worried. Had he done something wrong? Was he rethinking their relationship? Jack didn't like any of his thoughts.
They arrived in Daniel's office. The dusty air and dimly lit room, full of artefacts was comfortably warm, but the fact that this was Daniel's office made Sam uncomfortable.
Jack closed the door behind him and sat in Daniel's chair. Sam sat next to him, slightly higher up on the desk.
"Jack," she said, her voice shaking. She leaned forward and placed her head in her hands and started sobbing.
"Oh Jack. It's my entire fault. It's all my fault."
Jack put his arms around her and rubbed her back. "There, there Sam. It's OK. What's happened to Daniel isn't your fault. You couldn't have done anything. None of us could."
"I could've. He couldn't sleep. He offered to take my watch. I let him. Oh god, that should be me in the infirmary, not him."
"Sam. Sammy. Shhh. It's OK. Daniel's gonna be OK and you will too. Daniel won't blame you. It wasn't your fault. It could've been any of us. Come on love."
Then there was a knock n the door.