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Your Portal by xnightvixenx

Set in Season 3

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Janet walked in to find Sam looking calmer and Jack sitting in his chair, staring into space. He hadn't even noticed her arrival.

"Colonel?" Jack looked up, startled out of his reverie. "I'm just going to check up on Sam." You've been here for four hours, don't you want to go to sleep?"

"No."

"Alright then." Janet bustled around Sam, checking her physical signs.

"She made a few coherent phrases."

"Did she?" Dr. Frasier scribbled something on her clipboard.

"She said 'help me.' Whispered it, actually."

"But she's been okay otherwise?"

"She only screamed a couple times when I got up to get water."

"Well, she seems to be fine. I don't know what's wrong, but you seem to be having a good effect on her, delirious as she is." Jack sighed at the barbed comment. "Well, you're going to need some sleep tonight."

"I know."

"Alright then." Janet stepped out, leaving Jack alone with Sam.

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Jack had dozed off nearly two hours ago. He awoke and looked at the clock which read 4 minutes after 1 in the morning. Jack yawned.

"Sam, I'm going to go. I don't know if you can hear me but I've got to get some sleep. Doc Frasier will come check on you in a few hours." Jack got up and let go of her hand. Sam twitched, but Jack continued to walk away. He was six feet from her bed when she uttered a soft scream.

Jack turned around. Sam was straining against the straps again. "Sam, I'm going to get Doc Frasier." He walked another two feet when Sam shrieked.

"No!" she shrieked. "I love you!" Jack froze in place. He wanted to believe that Sam was conscious, but he knew it was only the memories speaking. Nevertheless, he rushed to her side.

"Sam, I'm here. Fight the memories, fight them! I'm here, Sam."

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Janet walked in at 0600 and saw Jack still sitting in his chair, fast asleep with his head on Sam's arm.

"Jack, wake up," she said, exasperated. He sat up groggily as she shook him. "You've been here the whole night. Go to your quarters and take a nap," she said with the disapproving air of a mother telling off a child.

"Can't leave...Sam wants me."

"What?"

"I tried to leave last night and she had a fit."

"Well, I'm sure she'll be fine. It was probably just coincidence." Jack frowned. "Go on."

Jack reluctantly got up from the chair and let go of Sam's hand. To Janet's amazement, Sam whimpered slightly. Jack stopped, but Janet motioned him on. With each step he took Sam became increasingly violent. When he was at the door, Sam was screaming and thrashing in the limited range of movement she had.

"Come back. But slowly." As soon as Jack started walking back towards Sam's bed she became calmer. When he was back at her bedside she settled down completely as if her incident hadn't happened. Janet frowned. "Let me run tests on her. I want to do three of each-with you here, further away, and out of the room." Jack opened his mouth to protest, but Janet cut him off. "I know it'll be hard, but I need to see if anything changes." Jack nodded and gripped Sam's hand once more.

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"Colonel, I want you to take a look at this. These are images of the three blood samples I took. You can see that the three samples look very different. This is the one from when you were away, and this," she pointed," is the one from when you were right next to her." The sample from when Jack was near showed some tiny wriggling organisms in Sam's blood, and the one when he was holding her was filled with the organisms. The one from when he was far away showed no organisms.

"What's it mean?"

"You can see the organisms are present when you are nearby. I think they're some kind of alien sedative, but I can't be sure. I ran a test on her DNA and it's a perfect match. Now, if you look at this image of her brain while you were away, you can see that there are these little organisms clustered in here. I think they're what are causing the elevated activity of the memory regions."

"You said she was fine before."

"These things are multiplying. And quickly, too. Look at the blood samples again." Janet was right, the samples contained more organisms than they had just a few minutes ago.

"So..." Jack looked puzzled.

"So that means we're dealing with a very advanced organism that seems to be keyed to your presence."