Doctor Frasier: Medicine Woman
Episode 1.1: BECAUSE IT'S THERE (PART 3)
By Jolinar @ Carter
This is set in early series 6 and there might be some things that aren't in line with the series.
If you want to see what Bryalle really looks like, Try here. He will be a major player in this series.
Why Climb Mount Everest? Because It's There.
Cassandra Frasier ran ahead of her mom and Daniel, but Teal'C stopped her from crossing the threshold in to the infirmary. He kept her back while allowing the adults to run in.
"Cassandra-Frasier, let us retire to O'Neill's office where we may watch Star Wars," He told her, placing his hand on her shoulder. She sighed, and nodded, and they headed for the office.
"Oh lord!" Janet yelled as she ran to Sam's side. "Bad bleed we've got to stop it now! Let's move people!"
"Jack?" Cassandra asked, sitting beside Jack, and pulling him back to reality.
"What is it, honey?" He asked, stretching and sighing.
"Is Sam going to die?" She asked.
There was silence for a minute; she could tell Jack was working out what to say in advance, before he said it. That probably wasn't good.
"Because if she's going to, I want to know. I deserve to - to say goodbye. I need the chance to say goodbye. I didn't get it last time," she sniffed.
"Cassy, I think you're old enough to know the truth. So here goes," He paused, sitting up. "I don't have all the answers. I'm sorry I don't, I really wish I did. I know you think that I'm some kind of superhero, who can save the day with a shoelace and some chewing gum, but I can't. So if the truth is being told here, I can't say everything is going to be fine. Because I don't know. Never did, I always just told you what you needed to hear, and some how it worked out. But it was never because I knew what was going to happen."
"I think I liked it better when you lied to me," she cried. He nodded, and pulled her in to a hug, stroking her hair.
"Sam is not going to die. She is going to live a long life, outliving me, and probably even Teal'C, who is Mr Health. She's going to live until 99, beautiful until the day she dies, a cat lady with 6 cats. She's going to live a wonderful, exciting life. Retire a General, having commanded the SGC and Off World Outposts. She's going to be a famous scientist, and win some fancy prize..." Jack began, wishing he could believe this himself.
"Jack," Daniel whispered, gently poking the sleeping Colonel. "Jack!"
"What?" He asked, eyes opened instantly, worried about the type of news Daniel had to tell him.
"I brought you a coffee," Daniel told him, picking the mug up off of the floor and handing it to him.
"Thanks," Jack nodded, taking a sip. Cassandra was laid over three chairs, using Jack as a pillow. She was covered with a blanket, he noted.
"She finally got to sleep," Daniel smiled.
"Yes, bless her."
"More like bless you, Jack. I guess you told her what she needed to hear," Daniel said, leaning against the opposite wall.
"Both actually. The truth and the lie," He nodded, gently moving Cassandra's head slightly, so he could stretch.
"I don't know what she would do if she ever lost Sam, or Janet. I don't think she could take it," Daniel sighed, biting his lip. "She's been through more than anyone should have to. And when she was so young. Most people that go through things like this, at her age...end up a screw up. They end up howling at the moon and camping in the woods, talking about feelings at some Wilderness School for Troubled Teens, for the not so lucky ones. For the ones who probably won't make it past 18."
"You would know what that was like, Danny. You had a tragic past too, and you didn't end up a drug addict or some whack job." Jack reminded him. "But I do know what you mean. I do worry about her future."
"I haven't seen Janet in a long, long time," Daniel said as he checked his watch yet again. "Or Shelby. And none of the nurses will tell me a damn thing."
"I'm not one for religion and all that stuff, but I think I'm going to go have a chat with the big D," Jack decided, standing up and stretching properly, almost spilling his coffee in the process.
"God?"
"Daniel, I'm not an idiot. I meant D for Devil. If I still have a soul, I'm going to go and try to sell it," Jack paused and then smiled for a second, "or if that fails, if it's female, sleep with it." Daniel laughed and shook his head, taking Jack's seat and moving Cassandra's head again. Surprisingly, she was still asleep after all of this movement.
"I think sleeping with it would work against you grandpa," Danny teased.
"Ha, ha. Page me if anything happens. I won't be gone long," Jack instructed him. He was only leaving for a quick bathroom break, a coffee and a few moments of silence in his office. He didn't want to leave, but he thought he probably needed to.
"Hey Jack?"
"Yeah?" Jack asked, turning around.
"In all this panic, has anyone tried to call Jake?" He wondered, feeling guilty that he hadn't done it himself.
"We couldn't get hold of him. The Tok'ra said we should try today. I'll go do it now actually. They said he'd be home by now," Jack replied. "Thanks for the reminder."
"Colonel O'Neill?" Lieutenant Graham Simmons - Gate Technician and the Vice President of the We Love Sam Carter Fan Club – began, while they waited for someone on the other side to answer
"Yes Simmy?"
"Major Carter...I really hope she's okay," Simmons mumbled, shyly. Jack patted him on the shoulder and nodded.
"So do I Simmons. So do I."
"We have visual sir," Simmons reported.
"Colonel O'Neill," The Tok'ra on the other end said as he stepped up.
"Yes. Who am I speaking to and where is Jacob? I asked for Jacob, he is who I need to speak to," O'Neill sighed.
"I am Bryalle. I am sorry to tell you that our latest intelligence suggests Selmak is now a prisoner of Ba'al. We were going to contact your superior regarding this matter. Can I be of assistance to you?" The Tok'ra on the other end asked. He reminded Jack of the dude off of Doctor Quinn – Sully.
"Jacob's daughter is in critical condition," he paused, and rephrased it, "she might die. He needs to be here." He realised what he had just said, and thought he was going to be sick. She might die.
"I am sorry to hear this. I wish to speak to your General Hammond regarding a rescue mission for Jacob Carter. If you succeed you may take him back to Earth," Bryalle requested.
"I'll send for him. Hold on a minute. Oh, and if you have anyone who can use a Healing Device..." Jack thought.
"We need your assistance rescuing Jacob because there are no free Tok'ra operatives. I am sorry we cannot help you. If someone becomes available, know that they will be dispatched to you immediately," He explained. "Samantha Carter is a valuable ally."
"I see. Well, thanks." He nodded, sighing. He strolled over to one of the consoles and picked up the phone, dialling Hammond's phone. "Sir, Jacob has been captured and the Tok'ra want an SG unit to go find him. Yes sir."
"General Hammond will be here shortly, Mr Bryalle," Simmons announced over the microphone.
He was rather pleased with the way the new conference technology was working out.
"Hey Jack, welcome back," Daniel yawned. He was sat in exactly the same position as Jack had left him, and Cassandra was still asleep, and still using him as a pillow.
"Hey," He nodded. "Bad news. Jake has been captured, and we're sending a unit to pull him out. But, their intelligence is full of holes and it actually suggests that he might be dead already."
"Oh god. That will not be good. Sam is going to have a really hard time any way. If she loses her father too..." Daniel shook his head.
"I don't know what she'll do if he's dead. I really don't. I like the guy, I hope he isn't," Jack agreed, scratching his head again. "Janet been out yet?"
As he said this, she walked out of the theatre and took off her mask.
"Speak of the devil," He muttered. Daniel stood up, waking Cassandra up. They looked up to Janet.
"She is stable again. She should make a full recovery," she announced.
"You said that yesterday," Daniel reminded her.
"I did." Janet nodded, before walking off.
"Hey sleepyhead," Jack grinned, as Sam opened her eyes. He was camped out by her bedside, elbows resting on the bed.
"Hi," she said sleepily. "What happened?"
"You started bleeding again. It's under control now," He replied, taking her hand and holding it in his. "Do you need some pain killers?"
"I feel peachy, sir," she said.
"Hmm. I'll be right back Sam," He told her, squeezing her hand and then walking off to find Shelby or Janet or who ever was around. He returned with Daisy in tow.
"Hello Major," she said cheerily, as she made a note on the chart. She handed the medication to Jack and left them alone. "I'll go tell Doctor Frasier you're awake."
"Thanks, Daisy," Jack nodded. He poured Sam a glass of water and helped her swallow the tablets. "Well done," he smiled, putting the glass on the cabinet. He took her hands again and grinned his trademark O'Neill grin. "Cassandra will be along later, I'm sure. She's been out there with Daniel, Teal'C and me the whole time. You can hear the rest of A Little Princess."
"Bless," Sam smiled slightly.
"She was reading to you before you woke up last time, but I'm sure she won't mind starting over. She needs the practise anyway." Jack laughed. "I found something much better on your bookshelf though." He held up her book. The complete edition of The Lord of the Rings.
"My favourite," She smiled.
"And mine, although I kind of watched the movies then read the book," He admitted. "You remind me of Eowyn actually."
"Really, Aragorn?" She laughed, coughing straight after.
"Who does that make Daniel?" He smiled, attempting to cheer her up.
"Hmm, probably Pippin," Sam could picture it.
"It's not fair!" Jack suddenly whinged, jokingly. "I never get this many cards."
"Nor do I. I must be ill," She thought.
"Nah. You're getting a free holiday here, Sam. Quality R and R, with servants."
"I wouldn't go that far...I'm sure Janet will have me working my ass off soon enough," she sighed.
"I'm sure she will," he agreed.
He and Hammond had agreed that they wouldn't tell her of her father just yet. Not until they knew for sure if he was dead or alive. They didn't want to worry her unnecessarily.
Daniel and Teal'C entered, and sat at the end of the bed. "Major-Carter, it is good to see that you are awake once more." Teal'C told her.
"Yes, it is." Daniel smiled. "SG-2 just made a very exciting discovery lots of things for me to translate over the next few weeks, and some objects and stuff for you to get your hands on when you're better."
"Cool," She said. She wasn't very alert, and was obviously in pain, so they just sat in silence for a while. It was a good silence though. A supportive silence.
Hammond had arranged a Briefing for 5 o'clock, but at only 4:55, Hammond, Teal'C, Jack and Janet had assembled, leaving Daniel in the infirmary with Sam and Cassy.
"Right people, fill me in," Hammond commanded, sitting back in his usual leather chair.
"Sam lost a lot of blood and as you know has several serious injuries. She should however, make a full recovery. But I am not going to lie to you gentlemen, it won't be an easy road," Janet began. "She is going to need a lot of support and encouragement to get back to full health. She's lucky though, because I know that's exactly what she'll get."
Jack smiled and nodded, and Teal'C bowed his head.
"She's in for a lot of hard work, and she'll feel like giving up. But we can't let her. We must make her keep going, keep working at it," she continued.
"How long?" Hammond asked.
"It will be a while sir. In fact my recommendation is that Doctor Jackson and Teal'C be temporarily re-assigned to other units, or projects, and that Colonel O'Neill is stood down from off world duty to aid in the recovery process, perhaps in a desk job. However I realise that this is the military and we do have limited resources..."
"Yes. That's correct. We do have limited resources." Hammond said. Jack's face dropped a little, and he smiled and continued, "But we have enough to cope without one unit for a few weeks."
"It will be more than a month, sir," Janet informed him.
"I see. We may have to re-evaluate this decision in a few weeks, but for now the most important thing for you is to be with Major Carter. You are, after all, her team and her friends. If anyone can help her through a rough patch, it is you." Hammond ruled.
"Thank you sir. We agree," Jack grinned.
"I plan to conduct regular briefings to keep you apprised to the situation," Janet added.
"How is she now?" Hammond asked.
"She's awake. Tired, and she's in pain, but she's awake which is good."
In part 4: The SGC receive some devastating news from SG-3, and
Jack stays by Sam's side as she struggles to recover...
To be continued, soon....
Episode 1.1: BECAUSE IT'S THERE (PART 3)
By Jolinar @ Carter
This is set in early series 6 and there might be some things that aren't in line with the series.
If you want to see what Bryalle really looks like, Try here. He will be a major player in this series.
Why Climb Mount Everest? Because It's There.
Cassandra Frasier ran ahead of her mom and Daniel, but Teal'C stopped her from crossing the threshold in to the infirmary. He kept her back while allowing the adults to run in.
"Cassandra-Frasier, let us retire to O'Neill's office where we may watch Star Wars," He told her, placing his hand on her shoulder. She sighed, and nodded, and they headed for the office.
"Oh lord!" Janet yelled as she ran to Sam's side. "Bad bleed we've got to stop it now! Let's move people!"
"Jack?" Cassandra asked, sitting beside Jack, and pulling him back to reality.
"What is it, honey?" He asked, stretching and sighing.
"Is Sam going to die?" She asked.
There was silence for a minute; she could tell Jack was working out what to say in advance, before he said it. That probably wasn't good.
"Because if she's going to, I want to know. I deserve to - to say goodbye. I need the chance to say goodbye. I didn't get it last time," she sniffed.
"Cassy, I think you're old enough to know the truth. So here goes," He paused, sitting up. "I don't have all the answers. I'm sorry I don't, I really wish I did. I know you think that I'm some kind of superhero, who can save the day with a shoelace and some chewing gum, but I can't. So if the truth is being told here, I can't say everything is going to be fine. Because I don't know. Never did, I always just told you what you needed to hear, and some how it worked out. But it was never because I knew what was going to happen."
"I think I liked it better when you lied to me," she cried. He nodded, and pulled her in to a hug, stroking her hair.
"Sam is not going to die. She is going to live a long life, outliving me, and probably even Teal'C, who is Mr Health. She's going to live until 99, beautiful until the day she dies, a cat lady with 6 cats. She's going to live a wonderful, exciting life. Retire a General, having commanded the SGC and Off World Outposts. She's going to be a famous scientist, and win some fancy prize..." Jack began, wishing he could believe this himself.
"Jack," Daniel whispered, gently poking the sleeping Colonel. "Jack!"
"What?" He asked, eyes opened instantly, worried about the type of news Daniel had to tell him.
"I brought you a coffee," Daniel told him, picking the mug up off of the floor and handing it to him.
"Thanks," Jack nodded, taking a sip. Cassandra was laid over three chairs, using Jack as a pillow. She was covered with a blanket, he noted.
"She finally got to sleep," Daniel smiled.
"Yes, bless her."
"More like bless you, Jack. I guess you told her what she needed to hear," Daniel said, leaning against the opposite wall.
"Both actually. The truth and the lie," He nodded, gently moving Cassandra's head slightly, so he could stretch.
"I don't know what she would do if she ever lost Sam, or Janet. I don't think she could take it," Daniel sighed, biting his lip. "She's been through more than anyone should have to. And when she was so young. Most people that go through things like this, at her age...end up a screw up. They end up howling at the moon and camping in the woods, talking about feelings at some Wilderness School for Troubled Teens, for the not so lucky ones. For the ones who probably won't make it past 18."
"You would know what that was like, Danny. You had a tragic past too, and you didn't end up a drug addict or some whack job." Jack reminded him. "But I do know what you mean. I do worry about her future."
"I haven't seen Janet in a long, long time," Daniel said as he checked his watch yet again. "Or Shelby. And none of the nurses will tell me a damn thing."
"I'm not one for religion and all that stuff, but I think I'm going to go have a chat with the big D," Jack decided, standing up and stretching properly, almost spilling his coffee in the process.
"God?"
"Daniel, I'm not an idiot. I meant D for Devil. If I still have a soul, I'm going to go and try to sell it," Jack paused and then smiled for a second, "or if that fails, if it's female, sleep with it." Daniel laughed and shook his head, taking Jack's seat and moving Cassandra's head again. Surprisingly, she was still asleep after all of this movement.
"I think sleeping with it would work against you grandpa," Danny teased.
"Ha, ha. Page me if anything happens. I won't be gone long," Jack instructed him. He was only leaving for a quick bathroom break, a coffee and a few moments of silence in his office. He didn't want to leave, but he thought he probably needed to.
"Hey Jack?"
"Yeah?" Jack asked, turning around.
"In all this panic, has anyone tried to call Jake?" He wondered, feeling guilty that he hadn't done it himself.
"We couldn't get hold of him. The Tok'ra said we should try today. I'll go do it now actually. They said he'd be home by now," Jack replied. "Thanks for the reminder."
"Colonel O'Neill?" Lieutenant Graham Simmons - Gate Technician and the Vice President of the We Love Sam Carter Fan Club – began, while they waited for someone on the other side to answer
"Yes Simmy?"
"Major Carter...I really hope she's okay," Simmons mumbled, shyly. Jack patted him on the shoulder and nodded.
"So do I Simmons. So do I."
"We have visual sir," Simmons reported.
"Colonel O'Neill," The Tok'ra on the other end said as he stepped up.
"Yes. Who am I speaking to and where is Jacob? I asked for Jacob, he is who I need to speak to," O'Neill sighed.
"I am Bryalle. I am sorry to tell you that our latest intelligence suggests Selmak is now a prisoner of Ba'al. We were going to contact your superior regarding this matter. Can I be of assistance to you?" The Tok'ra on the other end asked. He reminded Jack of the dude off of Doctor Quinn – Sully.
"Jacob's daughter is in critical condition," he paused, and rephrased it, "she might die. He needs to be here." He realised what he had just said, and thought he was going to be sick. She might die.
"I am sorry to hear this. I wish to speak to your General Hammond regarding a rescue mission for Jacob Carter. If you succeed you may take him back to Earth," Bryalle requested.
"I'll send for him. Hold on a minute. Oh, and if you have anyone who can use a Healing Device..." Jack thought.
"We need your assistance rescuing Jacob because there are no free Tok'ra operatives. I am sorry we cannot help you. If someone becomes available, know that they will be dispatched to you immediately," He explained. "Samantha Carter is a valuable ally."
"I see. Well, thanks." He nodded, sighing. He strolled over to one of the consoles and picked up the phone, dialling Hammond's phone. "Sir, Jacob has been captured and the Tok'ra want an SG unit to go find him. Yes sir."
"General Hammond will be here shortly, Mr Bryalle," Simmons announced over the microphone.
He was rather pleased with the way the new conference technology was working out.
"Hey Jack, welcome back," Daniel yawned. He was sat in exactly the same position as Jack had left him, and Cassandra was still asleep, and still using him as a pillow.
"Hey," He nodded. "Bad news. Jake has been captured, and we're sending a unit to pull him out. But, their intelligence is full of holes and it actually suggests that he might be dead already."
"Oh god. That will not be good. Sam is going to have a really hard time any way. If she loses her father too..." Daniel shook his head.
"I don't know what she'll do if he's dead. I really don't. I like the guy, I hope he isn't," Jack agreed, scratching his head again. "Janet been out yet?"
As he said this, she walked out of the theatre and took off her mask.
"Speak of the devil," He muttered. Daniel stood up, waking Cassandra up. They looked up to Janet.
"She is stable again. She should make a full recovery," she announced.
"You said that yesterday," Daniel reminded her.
"I did." Janet nodded, before walking off.
"Hey sleepyhead," Jack grinned, as Sam opened her eyes. He was camped out by her bedside, elbows resting on the bed.
"Hi," she said sleepily. "What happened?"
"You started bleeding again. It's under control now," He replied, taking her hand and holding it in his. "Do you need some pain killers?"
"I feel peachy, sir," she said.
"Hmm. I'll be right back Sam," He told her, squeezing her hand and then walking off to find Shelby or Janet or who ever was around. He returned with Daisy in tow.
"Hello Major," she said cheerily, as she made a note on the chart. She handed the medication to Jack and left them alone. "I'll go tell Doctor Frasier you're awake."
"Thanks, Daisy," Jack nodded. He poured Sam a glass of water and helped her swallow the tablets. "Well done," he smiled, putting the glass on the cabinet. He took her hands again and grinned his trademark O'Neill grin. "Cassandra will be along later, I'm sure. She's been out there with Daniel, Teal'C and me the whole time. You can hear the rest of A Little Princess."
"Bless," Sam smiled slightly.
"She was reading to you before you woke up last time, but I'm sure she won't mind starting over. She needs the practise anyway." Jack laughed. "I found something much better on your bookshelf though." He held up her book. The complete edition of The Lord of the Rings.
"My favourite," She smiled.
"And mine, although I kind of watched the movies then read the book," He admitted. "You remind me of Eowyn actually."
"Really, Aragorn?" She laughed, coughing straight after.
"Who does that make Daniel?" He smiled, attempting to cheer her up.
"Hmm, probably Pippin," Sam could picture it.
"It's not fair!" Jack suddenly whinged, jokingly. "I never get this many cards."
"Nor do I. I must be ill," She thought.
"Nah. You're getting a free holiday here, Sam. Quality R and R, with servants."
"I wouldn't go that far...I'm sure Janet will have me working my ass off soon enough," she sighed.
"I'm sure she will," he agreed.
He and Hammond had agreed that they wouldn't tell her of her father just yet. Not until they knew for sure if he was dead or alive. They didn't want to worry her unnecessarily.
Daniel and Teal'C entered, and sat at the end of the bed. "Major-Carter, it is good to see that you are awake once more." Teal'C told her.
"Yes, it is." Daniel smiled. "SG-2 just made a very exciting discovery lots of things for me to translate over the next few weeks, and some objects and stuff for you to get your hands on when you're better."
"Cool," She said. She wasn't very alert, and was obviously in pain, so they just sat in silence for a while. It was a good silence though. A supportive silence.
Hammond had arranged a Briefing for 5 o'clock, but at only 4:55, Hammond, Teal'C, Jack and Janet had assembled, leaving Daniel in the infirmary with Sam and Cassy.
"Right people, fill me in," Hammond commanded, sitting back in his usual leather chair.
"Sam lost a lot of blood and as you know has several serious injuries. She should however, make a full recovery. But I am not going to lie to you gentlemen, it won't be an easy road," Janet began. "She is going to need a lot of support and encouragement to get back to full health. She's lucky though, because I know that's exactly what she'll get."
Jack smiled and nodded, and Teal'C bowed his head.
"She's in for a lot of hard work, and she'll feel like giving up. But we can't let her. We must make her keep going, keep working at it," she continued.
"How long?" Hammond asked.
"It will be a while sir. In fact my recommendation is that Doctor Jackson and Teal'C be temporarily re-assigned to other units, or projects, and that Colonel O'Neill is stood down from off world duty to aid in the recovery process, perhaps in a desk job. However I realise that this is the military and we do have limited resources..."
"Yes. That's correct. We do have limited resources." Hammond said. Jack's face dropped a little, and he smiled and continued, "But we have enough to cope without one unit for a few weeks."
"It will be more than a month, sir," Janet informed him.
"I see. We may have to re-evaluate this decision in a few weeks, but for now the most important thing for you is to be with Major Carter. You are, after all, her team and her friends. If anyone can help her through a rough patch, it is you." Hammond ruled.
"Thank you sir. We agree," Jack grinned.
"I plan to conduct regular briefings to keep you apprised to the situation," Janet added.
"How is she now?" Hammond asked.
"She's awake. Tired, and she's in pain, but she's awake which is good."
In part 4: The SGC receive some devastating news from SG-3, and
Jack stays by Sam's side as she struggles to recover...
To be continued, soon....