Ch. 20: The Queen Returns
"With all due respect sir, absolutely not. I have two officers suffering burns and concussions, and a man in severe shock. I can't leave."
Hammond stared down his CMO. "Oh yes you can. There are several other doctors on this base more then qualified to treat 3 stable patients. I want someone with solid experience to work on Minara, and that someone is you. You WILL be ready to embark in one hour."
Janet considered further objection, but knew she'd have no luck. The General knew how hard this was hitting her. She needed to get off the base, but he couldn't spare her to put her on leave. "Yes sir." She stood to leave then stopped. "General, an hour isn't long enough for me to arrange to have Cassandra stay at a friend's."
"Already taken care of Doctor. I didn't think staying with a friend just now was best for her. An SF is on the way to your house to bring her to the base. She'll stay here. Dismissed."
"Yes sir."
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"Sir…I'm under orders to keep you in the infirmary for at least another 12 hours."
Jack ignored the young doctor that was trying to keep him in some stupid bed. He pulled on his shirt and pushed past the kid. He knew there was know way he was going to get off the base, but he needed out of that damned drab room. His mind wandered as he did and suddenly he found himself in Sam's lab. He sat at her desk and started her computer. *What the hell are you doing Jack? Why are you just sitting here? You didn't do anything back there. You didn't even try to save her. You just finally got her and now you've lost her.* He opened word processing to type his letter of resignation, but something drew his attention to the name of the last file Sam had opened. Journal. He clicked on the file name and scrolled down to the last entry.
Normally when I can't get my brain to shut up, it's a bad thing, but now…I can't stop thinking about how right this feels…and how stupid I feel for waiting so long to do something about it. When I'm in his arms everything feels perfect, like all is right with the world. I forget about the Goa'uld and the fact that my inbox is taking up an entire lab bench right now. I just want to stay there forever…and I've just turned into one of those girl's that I never wanted to be. I've spent the last 6 years falling in love with him, and the last 2 days realizing I can't live without him.
Jack stared at the blank white area at the bottom of the screen. Love. She was actually in love with him. *Hell Jack, you feel it too. This isn't something that happened overnight. You've been in love with her for way too long.* "I'm SO stupid." He whipped around and punched the first thing his fist came in contact with…luckily that was a stack of papers. He stormed out of her office and headed toward the one place he hoped no one would look for him, the briefing room.
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"There we go. All done." Janet helped the small girl she'd just finished drawing blood from off the table and handed the tube to a nurse. "Have everyone break for lunch." She made her way through the caves and outside.
She started wandering down the path toward the Stargate. Just before she reached the tree-line, she heard the Gate activate and one of the members of SG-8 shouting over the radio. "Unscheduled Gate Activation. All armed teams to the Stargate."
Janet ran into the clearing and took up position next to the Major that led SG-8. She accepted the sidearm he handed her and aimed at the gate. All the SF's dropped into place as a group of women ran through the gate.
"Hold your fire!"
Janet nearly dropped the gun she was holding. "Sam?"
Sam passed the group of Jafa and hopped down the steps in front of the gate. "Janet. I know this has got to be a hell of a surprise, and it's a long story, but, in short, this…" She pointed over her shoulder to the only other blonde in the group, "…is Ando'rhet."
Janet stood up slowly. "But you…SG-4 said…"
"Janet…she IS a Goa'uld. She has a Sarcophagus."
Ando'rhet stepped forward. "Had rather."
Janet shook her head trying to clarify her thoughts. "We need to contact Hammond."
"With all due respect sir, absolutely not. I have two officers suffering burns and concussions, and a man in severe shock. I can't leave."
Hammond stared down his CMO. "Oh yes you can. There are several other doctors on this base more then qualified to treat 3 stable patients. I want someone with solid experience to work on Minara, and that someone is you. You WILL be ready to embark in one hour."
Janet considered further objection, but knew she'd have no luck. The General knew how hard this was hitting her. She needed to get off the base, but he couldn't spare her to put her on leave. "Yes sir." She stood to leave then stopped. "General, an hour isn't long enough for me to arrange to have Cassandra stay at a friend's."
"Already taken care of Doctor. I didn't think staying with a friend just now was best for her. An SF is on the way to your house to bring her to the base. She'll stay here. Dismissed."
"Yes sir."
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"Sir…I'm under orders to keep you in the infirmary for at least another 12 hours."
Jack ignored the young doctor that was trying to keep him in some stupid bed. He pulled on his shirt and pushed past the kid. He knew there was know way he was going to get off the base, but he needed out of that damned drab room. His mind wandered as he did and suddenly he found himself in Sam's lab. He sat at her desk and started her computer. *What the hell are you doing Jack? Why are you just sitting here? You didn't do anything back there. You didn't even try to save her. You just finally got her and now you've lost her.* He opened word processing to type his letter of resignation, but something drew his attention to the name of the last file Sam had opened. Journal. He clicked on the file name and scrolled down to the last entry.
Normally when I can't get my brain to shut up, it's a bad thing, but now…I can't stop thinking about how right this feels…and how stupid I feel for waiting so long to do something about it. When I'm in his arms everything feels perfect, like all is right with the world. I forget about the Goa'uld and the fact that my inbox is taking up an entire lab bench right now. I just want to stay there forever…and I've just turned into one of those girl's that I never wanted to be. I've spent the last 6 years falling in love with him, and the last 2 days realizing I can't live without him.
Jack stared at the blank white area at the bottom of the screen. Love. She was actually in love with him. *Hell Jack, you feel it too. This isn't something that happened overnight. You've been in love with her for way too long.* "I'm SO stupid." He whipped around and punched the first thing his fist came in contact with…luckily that was a stack of papers. He stormed out of her office and headed toward the one place he hoped no one would look for him, the briefing room.
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"There we go. All done." Janet helped the small girl she'd just finished drawing blood from off the table and handed the tube to a nurse. "Have everyone break for lunch." She made her way through the caves and outside.
She started wandering down the path toward the Stargate. Just before she reached the tree-line, she heard the Gate activate and one of the members of SG-8 shouting over the radio. "Unscheduled Gate Activation. All armed teams to the Stargate."
Janet ran into the clearing and took up position next to the Major that led SG-8. She accepted the sidearm he handed her and aimed at the gate. All the SF's dropped into place as a group of women ran through the gate.
"Hold your fire!"
Janet nearly dropped the gun she was holding. "Sam?"
Sam passed the group of Jafa and hopped down the steps in front of the gate. "Janet. I know this has got to be a hell of a surprise, and it's a long story, but, in short, this…" She pointed over her shoulder to the only other blonde in the group, "…is Ando'rhet."
Janet stood up slowly. "But you…SG-4 said…"
"Janet…she IS a Goa'uld. She has a Sarcophagus."
Ando'rhet stepped forward. "Had rather."
Janet shook her head trying to clarify her thoughts. "We need to contact Hammond."
