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"There's not a lot we can do here, they need surgery to reconstruct the shattered bones so that they don't re-grow wrong-" Janet told the others, surprised to be interrupted by the girl.

"I have something that may help."

"What?" Jacob demanded angrily, frustrated at having to stay in the cave, waiting for them to get well enough to make a dash for the gate. She silently handed him a small Goa'uld healing device and Jacob all but exploded.

"YOU HAD THIS ALL ALONG AND YOU KEPT IT UNTIL NOW?" he yelled at her, turning purple with rage.

"It wasn't urgent and-" she replied calmly, staring him down.

"WASN'T URGENT?!?!?! THEY COULD BE DIEING AND YOU SAY THAT THIS IS NOT URGENT? YOU'RE WORKING FOR THEM ARENT YOU-" Jacobs tirade was strangled off as Selmak took control, only marginally less angry than Jacob had been.

"They were perfectly fine for the short term, and if there had been any danger then I would not have held this back, but I knew that you were too weakened to try it then, and all you would have done was make yourself ill. Then who would you be helping?" she replied, a deadly edge to her voice.

Daniel chose that point to interject himself into the argument, glaring daggers at the girl.

"This won't help anyone so let's forget it."

"Very well, Doctor Jackson." Selmak's inhuman voice rang out before he turned to Janet. "Doctor Frasier, where shall we begin?" Janet pondered for a moment before replying.

"Feet, hands, minor things, then sunburn." She told them decisively before Selmak moved to start on Sam's right foot.

"Uh…feet?" Daniel asked quietly.

"In case we need to make a quick escape." Teal'c rumbled in reply.

"Oh…military stuff." Daniel commented, earning the barest twitch of a smile form Janet.

They watched as Selmak healed Sam's foot, trying to conserve as much energy as he could, healing it only to the point that she was left with a pinkish-white scar. Moving on to the left foot he repeated the process, again resulting in another pinkish white scar. Leaning back on his heels he took a 10 minute break before starting on Jacks feet. All the while he ignored the twitches they made as the bones re-positioned themselves and knitted back together.

He looked up after several hours intense work, glancing momentarily at the matching scars on both CO's and 2IC's feet before stumbling tiredly to the fur he'd used earlier and sitting, mechanically eating and drinking everything that Janet thrust into his hands before he slumped back to sleep for a few hours.

The last thoughts that echoed around his mind as he drifted into sleep were; She was right, I never would have managed this last night.

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"Thank you." Daniel said, turning to face the lizard girl as she joined him between two rocks, admiring the panoramic view they had, whilst still being hidden.

"For what?" she answered, perplexed.

"For everything, for helping, taking care of us…just everything." The girl chuckled at his reply.

"It is the least I could do, you rescued me from those Jaffa."

Daniel just nodded in reply. In the short time he'd known her he'd accepted that 'thank you' wasn't a term she was all that familiar with and thanks were not something she would accept.

"You are the first people I've seen in a long time." She continued. "At least the only ones that haven't run away in fear."

"You don't deserve that. No-one does." Daniel replied vehemently suddenly angry at the world for putting this on her.

"Doesn't mean it won't happen." She told him calmly, in acceptance. "Life is hard. You have to accept that and move on. Not everyone gets a happy ending Daniel." She told him with the utmost conviction. Daniel snorted and commented;

"Life's a bitch and then you die." She gave him a puzzled look but let it slip. "You could come with us and we can find you a-"

"Daniel." She cut him off. "I'd never fit in. You saw before…I scare people, they'd never accept me." She seemed resigned to the fact and Daniel jumped.

"NO! Don't say that! There are others, other completely alien races that look different or the Tollan and-"

"That's just it though, I'm not completely alien, I'm part human and there is only one of me. I'd never be comfortable Daniel. I've lived alone for most of my life; I don't even have a name." She said, slightly wistfully.

Daniel knew that she was right, knew that she'd never be comfortable with all the people staring at her but he didn't want to think that after all she'd been through she'd be left here.

"Besides, I like my life here. And we can always visit." She said with an impish grin. He smiled slightly in response, knowing that she was right made it easier to accept but it still galled him.

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Jacob had managed to heal them both of all of the injuries being crucified had left them with, though it had been done to a minimal extent to preserve energy and get as much done as possible. Their bodies seemed to still be combating the remnants of the fever and infection, resting quietly next to each other, while Jacob slept deeply near the fire, along with Janet, Teal'c (who was kel'no'reeming) and Daniel.

The Lizard girl was on watch, it being the dead of night, and she had slept earlier, out on the rocks, her cold-blooded body savouring the warmth of the sunshine that had followed in the wake of the storm.

She was sitting and thinking over what she had talked to Daniel about, earlier, when she was startled into action but a low, masculine mumble.

Turning quickly she saw the man - Jack O'Neill she reminded herself - lift a weary arm to his face, rubbing his forehead as he tried to repair his shattered mind.

Swiftly rising to her feet she walked over him, gently laying a hand on his arm to get his attention.

"How are you feeling?" she asked as he blearily opened his eyes.

"Like crap." Was his reply as he blinked his gummy eyes, trying to focus on the face in front of him. When his vision finally cleared he jumped, trying to shuffle backwards with a startled shout of;

"Whoa!!!"

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Jack watching in shock as the form of the green, scaly girl disappeared out of his somewhat lessened range of vision. Before he could order his thoughts another face was thrust into his gradually increasing field of vision.

"Danny!" he croaked enthusiastically, trying to ignore the whole-body-ache that assailed him.

"Hey Jack." Daniel greeted him with a smile, eyes flicking to something behind Jack. Even in his current state Jack didn't miss this and turned his head to look, identifying the blonde head next to him as that of his 2IC. When he looked back Daniel had been joined by Doc Fraiser, who was also smiling at him. At the edges of his mind little details were starting to nag at him, though nothing in any major detail.

"Hello Colonel, how do you feel?" she asked, checking his vital signs again, as much as she could. Goa'uld, Capture, Crucifixion. Were his sudden thoughts.

"Not too bad, considering." He replied, grimacing at the few, indistinct memories he had, assaulted once again by his emotions. "How's Carter?" His own petty worries were pushed aside as concern for his team came back into the foreground. "And Teal'c?"
"Uh…Teal'c's over there, doing the Kelno'reem thing." Daniel supplied for him, with a wave in Teal'c's direction. "And Sam's…well she's still out."

"No she's not," came Sam's weak voice, husky from lack of use as she turned her head to look at them.

"Sam!" Daniel exclaimed, his grin widening tenfold. Sam suffered in silence as Janet checked her over once again.

There was something strange going on with her memory. Once she finally regained a vague sense of what had happened she could not work out any specific details, only a sense of the emotion she had felt a dull sense of the pain and that was all. She didn't realise at the time that it mirrored Jack's feelings.

"Well, you seem to be more or less completely healed but you need a lot of rest." Janet glared at them to exaggerate her point. "Food and water." The pair nodded silently, obviously subdued. Janet walked off to get them a small meal of bland but nutritious gruel-like food and plain water, which was all their neglected stomachs could handle. Turning to Daniel Jack questioned him for an update on what had happened, starting with;

"So, what's with Green over there then?" Sam gave them a puzzled look but stayed quiet as Daniel had related to them what had happened since they'd been Zatted.

Or at least he did from his point of view.

"So…" he started gently."…what happened your end?" Both Air Force officers shuffled uncomfortably.

"Actually, to be honest I don't remember much." Jack told him. "Woke up in a cell, got crucified. That's about all…after that's just a blur."

Only now did Sam move and add her input as she looked at Jack for a second, frowning slightly.

"Only an indistinct memory?" she questioned him. "No specifics or images just…sensations…feelings?" Jack nodded a matching frown on his face. The uncomfortable silence that followed was broken abruptly by Janet returning and fussing around them like a mother hen.

Fed and Watered they both lay back, dreading sleep, fearing the horrors that it could bring.

Daniel and Janet left them to sleep and Jack looked over at Sam, catching her gaze momentarily.

"Get the feeling that there's something really important that you've got to remember?" He asked her quietly.

"Yeah." She replied in a small, broken voice.

That one word signified to Jack how hard this must be for her, hell it was hard enough for him and he'd suffered worse in his years.

She was a tough cookie, much like himself in that respect but it would take a little time for them both to heal after this.

Hmmph…when did you get all philosophical Jack? He mentally laughed at himself. As he lowered his eyes to her hand, which lay on her fur, with a new scar to add to the collection.

He knew that they could both manage to pull themselves together after this on their own, but experience told him it would be easier to share.

Without realising it he reached out and grasped her hand, giving it a quick squeeze of reassurance and drawing strength from her when she gave a small squeeze in reply.

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