Chapter 3 - sleeping
Jack barely remembered getting Sam on to the gurney, and rushing her to the infirmary. All he remembered was the overwhelming fear that might lose her coursing through his veins.
He had been sat on a broken stool outside the infirmary for 2 hours now, his stomach doing somersaults every time a nurse or doctor walked out. He had seen nobody since he had bought her in and Janet had effectively thrown him out, insisting she would call him as soon as something happened.
It had been 2 and a half hours now, and still no sign of anything. Jack was trying to think of anything except what was happening, even though he knew at the back of his mind he would have to face up to it sometime.
He didn't want to think about it though. He didn't want to face up to the fact that he might lose her. It was the not knowing that was the worse. He had no idea what was happening to her, and no idea how to fix it. He loved her so much; he would have done anything to make her alright.
He was used to always being in control, always knowing what was going on. It was not knowing that was driving him crazy.
He looked around him for the first time. Jonas was pacing the corridor, looking very pale. Teal'c was sitting very still, as usual, but with a slightly more grave expression on his face than usual. General Hammond would stop by every hour to see if there was any news, and then, finding out that there wasn't, would go back to normal duty, only with lines of worry now showing on his face.
"Colonel" He had been waiting to hear Dr. Frasier's voice for so long, but even then it made him jump. He studied her face carefully. It wasn't good news, he could tell by the look on her face.
"What is it?" He couldn't believe how much his voice was shaking. Mentally berating himself, he cleared his throat, and tried desperately to sound normal. "Doc?"
"Well the good news is, he pulse and breathing is steady. A little slower than normal, but steady. And internal organs are all functioning normally". "What's the bad news?" That was better; his voice wasn't shaking so much now. "What's going on?" "I'm not sure Colonel. Come and look at this"
They followed her in to the infirmary. Sam was lying in prone position on the bed. Jack's heart lurched when he saw her. She looks so peaceful, he thought. Just like she's sleeping.
"Look at this" Janet gestured towards one of the many monitors she was hooked up to. "What?" He said. "Well, this is monitoring her brain waves. I set it up to check there was no damage. What I found, was even more disturbing" "What's going on?" "Well this shows her brain waves. And, well, according to the brain waves, she's sleeping" "What?" "The brain waves she is having look like a person's would if they were asleep. They are present, and steady, but slowed down, as if she was in a deep sleep" "Well, forgive my denseness here, but can't you just like, wake her up?" "I can't Colonel, I already tried. She's not responding to any kind of stimulus" "Well, what do we do?"
"There's nothing we can do Colonel, we just have to hope she wakes up".
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Sam was dreaming. She must be, that was the only explanation for it. She had no idea why she was dreaming, or what she was supposed to be doing, but she felt unusually peaceful, the type of peacefulness that only comes with sleep.
Where ever she was, it was white. All she could see was white, all around her. "Hello? Is anyone here? Hello?" She cried out, knowing that no one would come. The thought then occurred to her, for the first time, that maybe she was dead. Was she dying? But she had died before, and it hadn't been like this. They did have Nox intervention though, so maybe this time it was the real thing.
For the first time, she was scared. If she was dead, then she would never see Jack again. She would miss him so much, she knew that. The dream she had had 2 days ago was perfect. He had told he loved her, and she woke up happier than she had ever felt I her life, until she realized she was dreaming.
"Hello? Can anyone here me?"
"Hi Sam, how are you?" She recognized his voice, and sensed who it was before she even turned round.
"Daniel!"
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Jack barely remembered getting Sam on to the gurney, and rushing her to the infirmary. All he remembered was the overwhelming fear that might lose her coursing through his veins.
He had been sat on a broken stool outside the infirmary for 2 hours now, his stomach doing somersaults every time a nurse or doctor walked out. He had seen nobody since he had bought her in and Janet had effectively thrown him out, insisting she would call him as soon as something happened.
It had been 2 and a half hours now, and still no sign of anything. Jack was trying to think of anything except what was happening, even though he knew at the back of his mind he would have to face up to it sometime.
He didn't want to think about it though. He didn't want to face up to the fact that he might lose her. It was the not knowing that was the worse. He had no idea what was happening to her, and no idea how to fix it. He loved her so much; he would have done anything to make her alright.
He was used to always being in control, always knowing what was going on. It was not knowing that was driving him crazy.
He looked around him for the first time. Jonas was pacing the corridor, looking very pale. Teal'c was sitting very still, as usual, but with a slightly more grave expression on his face than usual. General Hammond would stop by every hour to see if there was any news, and then, finding out that there wasn't, would go back to normal duty, only with lines of worry now showing on his face.
"Colonel" He had been waiting to hear Dr. Frasier's voice for so long, but even then it made him jump. He studied her face carefully. It wasn't good news, he could tell by the look on her face.
"What is it?" He couldn't believe how much his voice was shaking. Mentally berating himself, he cleared his throat, and tried desperately to sound normal. "Doc?"
"Well the good news is, he pulse and breathing is steady. A little slower than normal, but steady. And internal organs are all functioning normally". "What's the bad news?" That was better; his voice wasn't shaking so much now. "What's going on?" "I'm not sure Colonel. Come and look at this"
They followed her in to the infirmary. Sam was lying in prone position on the bed. Jack's heart lurched when he saw her. She looks so peaceful, he thought. Just like she's sleeping.
"Look at this" Janet gestured towards one of the many monitors she was hooked up to. "What?" He said. "Well, this is monitoring her brain waves. I set it up to check there was no damage. What I found, was even more disturbing" "What's going on?" "Well this shows her brain waves. And, well, according to the brain waves, she's sleeping" "What?" "The brain waves she is having look like a person's would if they were asleep. They are present, and steady, but slowed down, as if she was in a deep sleep" "Well, forgive my denseness here, but can't you just like, wake her up?" "I can't Colonel, I already tried. She's not responding to any kind of stimulus" "Well, what do we do?"
"There's nothing we can do Colonel, we just have to hope she wakes up".
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Sam was dreaming. She must be, that was the only explanation for it. She had no idea why she was dreaming, or what she was supposed to be doing, but she felt unusually peaceful, the type of peacefulness that only comes with sleep.
Where ever she was, it was white. All she could see was white, all around her. "Hello? Is anyone here? Hello?" She cried out, knowing that no one would come. The thought then occurred to her, for the first time, that maybe she was dead. Was she dying? But she had died before, and it hadn't been like this. They did have Nox intervention though, so maybe this time it was the real thing.
For the first time, she was scared. If she was dead, then she would never see Jack again. She would miss him so much, she knew that. The dream she had had 2 days ago was perfect. He had told he loved her, and she woke up happier than she had ever felt I her life, until she realized she was dreaming.
"Hello? Can anyone here me?"
"Hi Sam, how are you?" She recognized his voice, and sensed who it was before she even turned round.
"Daniel!"
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What do you think? Please rnr, because I have a low self esteem, and need to know if I'm doing ok, lol! Thank you for the other reviews btw.
