The Unexpected Return
Daniel's leg was stretched out across the cold bed. The sterile smell of the infirmary was all too familiar to him. This was just a check up, but Dr. Jackson was getting tired of limping around on crutches.
Looking to his left, he could see Dr. Frasier off running about, but to his right perched a none too pleased Major Carter. She had every right to have the saddened, but furious expression she wore; after all, it's not everyday you see an army of super soldiers prepping for war.
Daniel grimaced inwardly at the thought, hoping the artifact would help, some how. Atleast he was alive and well, more or less, that is. His sore leg was doing a bit better because he had stayed off of it, and Sam didn't look too comfortable with the sling around her neck.
Teal'c was already doing better, his pride healed with laughter. Jack, on the other hand, was a worried wreck. Daniel could understand, though, but humans still need rest. Jack was constantly pacing, talking with General Hammond, or checking in with his team.
"Doc," Daniel heard Jack's voice from behind the corner, "How are they?"
There was a pause, some paper rustled, then the response came, "They are doing well, but no active duty for awhile."
Daniel knew this was grating on Jack, and it was bothering him, too. Daniel wanted nothing more than to get right down to business and get started on that powerful device quickly; even though, deep down, he wanted nothing to do with it.
Soon, the previously conversing duo walked into the room, Colonel O'Neill kept his thick hands deep within his pockets, and Janet firmly grasped some charts and papers.
"You'll get back on active duty in a few weeks minimum", Janet told the two patients, who immediately showed displeasure.
"Rest up, we'll need you at your best next time we go somewhere", Jack smiled, trying to cheer them up.
"The next time you go somewhere, Colonel, it's most likely be without us, if we do have to stay that long", Carter finally spoke up, moving her sling slightly.
"Then I'll give you the play by play when we get back. A few weeks on earth won't be that bad", Jack continued, still trying to brighten their moods.
After what Sam saw..., Daniel thought silently. But he was just trying to cheer them up, so Daniel nodded, attempting to act happy about this whole situation so as not to add too much stress onto Jack's already stressed out mind.
Suddenly, the alarms started going off all over the complex, "Unauthorized off-world activation!"
With a sudden look of worry, Jack and Sam rushed off, Daniel grabbing his crutches and trailing behind.
Arriving in the observation room, they looked down upon the embarkation room. The usually closed iris was open; an accepted transmission code had come through.
Squinting through his round glasses, Daniel wanted to see who it was, and why they had returned. He didn't bother to ask whose code it was; he wanted to see for himself.
What happened next was interesting. A person flew through the center of the Stargate, just before the wormhole vanished into darkness. Landing on the ramp, hard, the person moaned loudly.
Daniel raced down the steps, knowing who it was. Several voices warned him to go slower; the intercom announced that the infirmary was needed. Daniel made it safely to the bottom of the stairs and limped quickly to the end of the ramp where the person laid.
Daniel's leg was stretched out across the cold bed. The sterile smell of the infirmary was all too familiar to him. This was just a check up, but Dr. Jackson was getting tired of limping around on crutches.
Looking to his left, he could see Dr. Frasier off running about, but to his right perched a none too pleased Major Carter. She had every right to have the saddened, but furious expression she wore; after all, it's not everyday you see an army of super soldiers prepping for war.
Daniel grimaced inwardly at the thought, hoping the artifact would help, some how. Atleast he was alive and well, more or less, that is. His sore leg was doing a bit better because he had stayed off of it, and Sam didn't look too comfortable with the sling around her neck.
Teal'c was already doing better, his pride healed with laughter. Jack, on the other hand, was a worried wreck. Daniel could understand, though, but humans still need rest. Jack was constantly pacing, talking with General Hammond, or checking in with his team.
"Doc," Daniel heard Jack's voice from behind the corner, "How are they?"
There was a pause, some paper rustled, then the response came, "They are doing well, but no active duty for awhile."
Daniel knew this was grating on Jack, and it was bothering him, too. Daniel wanted nothing more than to get right down to business and get started on that powerful device quickly; even though, deep down, he wanted nothing to do with it.
Soon, the previously conversing duo walked into the room, Colonel O'Neill kept his thick hands deep within his pockets, and Janet firmly grasped some charts and papers.
"You'll get back on active duty in a few weeks minimum", Janet told the two patients, who immediately showed displeasure.
"Rest up, we'll need you at your best next time we go somewhere", Jack smiled, trying to cheer them up.
"The next time you go somewhere, Colonel, it's most likely be without us, if we do have to stay that long", Carter finally spoke up, moving her sling slightly.
"Then I'll give you the play by play when we get back. A few weeks on earth won't be that bad", Jack continued, still trying to brighten their moods.
After what Sam saw..., Daniel thought silently. But he was just trying to cheer them up, so Daniel nodded, attempting to act happy about this whole situation so as not to add too much stress onto Jack's already stressed out mind.
Suddenly, the alarms started going off all over the complex, "Unauthorized off-world activation!"
With a sudden look of worry, Jack and Sam rushed off, Daniel grabbing his crutches and trailing behind.
Arriving in the observation room, they looked down upon the embarkation room. The usually closed iris was open; an accepted transmission code had come through.
Squinting through his round glasses, Daniel wanted to see who it was, and why they had returned. He didn't bother to ask whose code it was; he wanted to see for himself.
What happened next was interesting. A person flew through the center of the Stargate, just before the wormhole vanished into darkness. Landing on the ramp, hard, the person moaned loudly.
Daniel raced down the steps, knowing who it was. Several voices warned him to go slower; the intercom announced that the infirmary was needed. Daniel made it safely to the bottom of the stairs and limped quickly to the end of the ramp where the person laid.