Okay, so the blackmail worked and because I got some nice reviews I've decided to post another chapter!!!!!

Keep the reviews coming in and I will post chapter five after the weekend, hopefully Monday!

Thanks to Naliza for the beta and the guidance!!

*~*~*

Daniel was moved into the infirmary the next morning.  The movement around the next bed woke Jack up.  He did not immediately recognise his surroundings but with the all too familiar sounds and smells of the infirmary he soon realised where he was.  He took his feet from Sam's bed before standing and stretched in a bid to ease the stiff muscles caused by spending too long in the uncomfortable plastic and chrome chair.

Daniel was still unconscious but the doctors were not worried about him.  His body had shut down to deal with the blood loss he had suffered as a result of the gunshot wound.

Jack sat between the beds, looking at his two injured friends.  Teal'c entered the infirmary shortly afterwards.  Jack went to meet him at the door which provided him with the opportunity to talk to him without disturbing Sam or Daniel.

"Hey T.  You okay?"

"I am fine O'Neill."

"That's good.  When's the debrief?"

"Tomorrow at 0900.  How are Colonel Carter and Daniel Jackson?" Teal'c asked.  The doctors had ordered him to his quarters over night to rest properly.

"They're fine.  The doctors might let Sam go home today but Daniel is still out of it though."

Teal'c nodded his head in understanding.

"What happened back there Teal'c?"

"We were investigating the ruins on P4Y-543.  Lieutenant Harris and myself had set up the perimeter.  Colonel Carter and Daniel Jackson were within the ruins.  We heard gunfire; I went to investigate and found Lieutenant Harris dead, stab wound in the chest.  I informed Colonel Carter.  I was almost immediately afterwards struck with a blast from a zat'n'ktel.  When I regained consciousness Colonel Carter, Daniel Jackson and myself were in a small cell.  We had been disarmed too.  Our captors asked about Earth defences and technology and became violent when we would not give them information.  They took Colonel Carter away.  I believe she was able to escape and then proceeded to free myself and Daniel Jackson."

"It was pretty rough back there huh?"

"Indeed."

*~*

Jack opened Sam's front door.  She followed him in, walking slowly and stiffly.  Jack led her to the couch, once she was settled he covered her with a quilt.

"You need anything?" he asked.

"Just be with me," she said as she moved enough to allow Jack to take a seat on the couch beside her.

He quickly sat down as he recognised the slight look of pain on her face that she was unable to hide as she leant forward.  She leant against him, her head resting against his chest.  He gently put his arm around her, giving her a more comfortable place to rest her head.

"You okay?" He asked with a small amount of concern in his voice.

"I am now," she replied.

After forcing herself to eat something, despite the fact that she was not really hungry, she decided to head upstairs to bed.  Despite her assurances to Jack that she would be fine she found that she could not take off the shirt she was wearing.  The cast on her arm combined with the broken ribs and bruising on her body made it impossible for her to move enough.

Swallowing her pride she called out for Jack who rushed up the stairs and ran into the room looking concerned.

"I can't take my shirt off," Sam admitted dejectedly, she hated losing her independence.  She was also unsure how Jack would react to what he would see.

"Here, let me," Jack said as he sat behind her. 

He gently removed her shirt.  He was shocked to see the extent of the bruising on her body.  Her back and side were mottled with bruises, some were a pale yellow, others deep shades of purples and blue.  Leaning around he saw that similar bruises painted her chest and stomach.  He knew just how hard she would have had to been hit to produce bruises like this.

"Nobody said that it was this bad," he said as he lightly brushed his fingers across her back.  She flinched as he touched her, he quickly pulled his hand away, figuring that she was just sore.

"It's fine Jack," Sam replied quietly.

"It's not fine Sam.  You were used a punch bag, how is that fine?" Jack asked, his heart breaking.

"I'm going to be fine though.  It could have been worse, they could have killed all of us."

"Do you want to talk about what happened?"

"Not right now."

"Do want me to come to the debrief tomorrow with you?" Jack asked.

"I can do this on my own, thank you.  You're retired Jack, you don't need to be there" Sam spat, her voice was laced with anger.

"I'm sorry Sam.  I know you can you can do this.  I just want you to know I'm here for you," Jack said soothingly.

"I'm sorry I snapped, it's been a long couple of days," she replied much more calmly.

"I know," he agreed.  He leant over and kissed her gently on the lips. She smiled slightly and squeezed his hand.

"Right lets get you into bed," he said as he stood and grabbed a large t-shirt and sweat pants from the dresser.

*~*

Jack drove Sam up to the base the next day.  He could tell that she was nervous about having to recount what had happened on the planet.  He was still in the dark about how she had managed to get away but he hoped that after the debriefing she would talk to him about what had happened.

Jack went to see Daniel while Sam was at the debriefing.  There was no way the doctors would let the younger man out of the infirmary in the near future.  Jack, knowing how restless his friend got when stuck in bed, planned to keep him amused for a while and maybe even tried to understand more of what happened on the mission.

Sam and Jack shared a brief kiss in the elevator before he got out at level 21 to head to the infirmary. 

Daniel was awake but still slightly disorientated when he arrived, probably due to the pain medications he was undoubtedly on.

"Hey Danny, how're you feeling?"

"Not too bad, I suppose," he said wearily.

"That's good."

"What about Sam?"

"She's fine, she's at the debrief.  She can't drive so I brought her in.  So you've got my company for a while."

"Good.  When they took her away, I really thought she wasn't coming back.  They kept asking about Earth, the weapons we had, they got pretty rough when no one said anything.  Sam took the brunt of it, I thought they'd taken her to kill her but she got away somehow."

"I know.  So how did you end up with a bullet in you?"

"We were running back to the gate after Sam got us out of the cell.  She fell which wasn't surprising considering how hard they hit her and with the effects of the zat as well.  I went back to help her and as I stood, this happened.  They think is was Harris' P90," Daniel said.  His face fell slightly as he mentioned Harris; this did not go unnoticed by Jack.

"Daniel?" Jack asked kindly.

"I'm feeling a bit tired.  I'm going to sleep."

"Okay," Jack said distractedly.  He realised that SG-1 had been through a significant ordeal on the planet.  With the death of Harris and their torture, he knew that it could take some time for them to adjust to what had happened.

*~*~*

It's a bit shorter than usual but there are some details of what happened here but trust me the next chapter will reveal all or at least some so stick with me please…please!!!!!!!!