Hello, all! I know I said I'd try to post sooner, but I hit a heavy case
of writer's block. And you know what that means.....STARGATE MARATHON!!!!!
Yes, that's right. I sat myself down in between work and the holidays and
watched nothing but Stargate episodes to the chargin of both mother and
father. So I hope that you like the next two instalments. This one was
difficult to write so if you notice something that could be improved, let
me know.
And in answer to a suggestion posed by Dslguy14...great minds!! Part of it was answered, the other part is forthcoming.
On with our show.
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"Jonas, we thought we were going to lose you too." Sam came to Jonas' side and took a hold of his hand wanting to reassure herself that he was fine.
"No. I was with her, Sam. Somehow we were connected again. She told me she was dying. It's not true is it?" Jonas gripped Sam's forearms, focusing all his attention on her. "*Tell* me it's not true."
"She's not dead, Jonas," she replied pulling her arms out of his grasp and taking his hands. "It's not good though." Sam told him about the surgery. "Even if she wakes up, she won't be the same."
"When we were connected," Jonas started, he wasn't ready to face the possibility that Jenna may not recover so he focused on what little he'd learned. "Jenna shared a memory. She'd encountered the aliens on P9Y-5C6 before."
"Why didn't she say anything?"
"Different gate coordinates. As far as she was concerned, this was just another mission."
"Jonas," Sam knew Jonas was trying to avoid talking about what may happen to Jenna but the look on his face just now, as he tried to act normal, tore at her. She had to reassure him that there still may be hope. "The General has contacted the Tok'ra. Janet's going to brief them on Jenna's status and then she said she'd let me know what they've come up with."
Jonas watched the emotions play across Sam's face and sensed that she was holding something back, "What aren't you telling me?"
"If the Tok'ra can't heal her, there's only one other option."
"You mean a blending?"
"Yeah, if a symbiote is available. You know her best, Jonas, would she allow it?" "I think so. There's only one way to be certain."
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Jonas stepped into Jenna's room in ICU. He felt a pain in his chest as he saw the condition she was in. Looking at her, connected to so many wires and tubes-the only things keeping her alive-he wasn't so sure of himself now. He'd have to actively try to make contact with Jenna's subconscious mind and hope that she'd be able to comprehend what was going on.
Walking over to the bed, Jonas pulled over a chair and sat down. He reached his hand through the bed's side rail and gripped Jenna's hand. He then closed his eyes and tried to focus on the link that he shared with her. Nothing. He felt nothing. The link wasn't there. Jonas couldn't accept that. He wouldn't. Opening his eyes he tried a different approach by concentrating on Jenna herself. He started with her eyes and followed the contours of them up to her brows then back down the smooth ridge of her nose. He focused on the curve of her lips and the memory of how her smile would curve her cheeks and reach her eyes.
It was there. Extremely faint, but there none the less. One tiny point of light that represented all there was of Jenna. He had a faint impression of her. She was so alone and he had the impression that she was lost in her own mind. Jonas tried to reach out to that light and was bombarded with a single reoccurring desire. She wanted to live.
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"Jenna."
"Who's there?" Jenna whispered. She felt detatch, asunder. Afloat in the recesses of her mind with no conceptual sense of self only the feeling of being surrounded by darkness.
"Jenna, don't be afraid I'm here to help you."
"Jonas? Is that you?" It felt like he was in her mind but at the same time it didn't. The voice was so indistinct she couldn't really tell. The only thing that she felt was trust.
"You need to come out of the dark if you want to live."
"How?"
"Focus on my voice. Come to me. Come to the surface."
Jenna did as she was told. She started to feel more substantial and with that feeling came strength....and memories. More memories than she could ever imagine washed over her like tidal waves into the sand, swirling her about. She opened her eyes to see a man standing over her holding a healing device. The glow of the healing device faded as he moved it away from her body. She understood now that the voice she'd heard wasn't Jonas and realizing that, she wasn't surprised to find that she was in a crystalline room of a Tok'ra stronghold.
"How are you feeling?"
"Better, General. Thank you."
General Jacob Carter looked down on his patient with relief. He'd been assisting in the healing process longer than he should have, given the circumstances, and was concerned that something had gone wrong. Normally a symbiote was responsible for healing a host on it's own when a blending occurs, but the life sustaining equipment that was keeping Jenna alive had to be removed in order to begin the blending and they had needed to use the healing device in its place. Closing his eyes, he tilted his head down then brought it back up signaling the appearance of Selmak.
"And what of Emillynn? She is well?"
"I too am well." The transition from Jenna to Emillynn was almost imperceptible. There was a slight glazing of her eyes as a subtle glow appeared then faded and the symbiote took control, even Selmak found the ease of it a bit disconcerting. "There is a problem though, Selmak."
"With the blending?"
"No, not the blending," Emillynn/Jenna placed a hand on Selmak/Jacob's arm as she sat up in bed. "We must notify the SGC immediately. The creatures that attacked SG-8. They were Reetou."
And in answer to a suggestion posed by Dslguy14...great minds!! Part of it was answered, the other part is forthcoming.
On with our show.
*********************
"Jonas, we thought we were going to lose you too." Sam came to Jonas' side and took a hold of his hand wanting to reassure herself that he was fine.
"No. I was with her, Sam. Somehow we were connected again. She told me she was dying. It's not true is it?" Jonas gripped Sam's forearms, focusing all his attention on her. "*Tell* me it's not true."
"She's not dead, Jonas," she replied pulling her arms out of his grasp and taking his hands. "It's not good though." Sam told him about the surgery. "Even if she wakes up, she won't be the same."
"When we were connected," Jonas started, he wasn't ready to face the possibility that Jenna may not recover so he focused on what little he'd learned. "Jenna shared a memory. She'd encountered the aliens on P9Y-5C6 before."
"Why didn't she say anything?"
"Different gate coordinates. As far as she was concerned, this was just another mission."
"Jonas," Sam knew Jonas was trying to avoid talking about what may happen to Jenna but the look on his face just now, as he tried to act normal, tore at her. She had to reassure him that there still may be hope. "The General has contacted the Tok'ra. Janet's going to brief them on Jenna's status and then she said she'd let me know what they've come up with."
Jonas watched the emotions play across Sam's face and sensed that she was holding something back, "What aren't you telling me?"
"If the Tok'ra can't heal her, there's only one other option."
"You mean a blending?"
"Yeah, if a symbiote is available. You know her best, Jonas, would she allow it?" "I think so. There's only one way to be certain."
***************
Jonas stepped into Jenna's room in ICU. He felt a pain in his chest as he saw the condition she was in. Looking at her, connected to so many wires and tubes-the only things keeping her alive-he wasn't so sure of himself now. He'd have to actively try to make contact with Jenna's subconscious mind and hope that she'd be able to comprehend what was going on.
Walking over to the bed, Jonas pulled over a chair and sat down. He reached his hand through the bed's side rail and gripped Jenna's hand. He then closed his eyes and tried to focus on the link that he shared with her. Nothing. He felt nothing. The link wasn't there. Jonas couldn't accept that. He wouldn't. Opening his eyes he tried a different approach by concentrating on Jenna herself. He started with her eyes and followed the contours of them up to her brows then back down the smooth ridge of her nose. He focused on the curve of her lips and the memory of how her smile would curve her cheeks and reach her eyes.
It was there. Extremely faint, but there none the less. One tiny point of light that represented all there was of Jenna. He had a faint impression of her. She was so alone and he had the impression that she was lost in her own mind. Jonas tried to reach out to that light and was bombarded with a single reoccurring desire. She wanted to live.
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"Jenna."
"Who's there?" Jenna whispered. She felt detatch, asunder. Afloat in the recesses of her mind with no conceptual sense of self only the feeling of being surrounded by darkness.
"Jenna, don't be afraid I'm here to help you."
"Jonas? Is that you?" It felt like he was in her mind but at the same time it didn't. The voice was so indistinct she couldn't really tell. The only thing that she felt was trust.
"You need to come out of the dark if you want to live."
"How?"
"Focus on my voice. Come to me. Come to the surface."
Jenna did as she was told. She started to feel more substantial and with that feeling came strength....and memories. More memories than she could ever imagine washed over her like tidal waves into the sand, swirling her about. She opened her eyes to see a man standing over her holding a healing device. The glow of the healing device faded as he moved it away from her body. She understood now that the voice she'd heard wasn't Jonas and realizing that, she wasn't surprised to find that she was in a crystalline room of a Tok'ra stronghold.
"How are you feeling?"
"Better, General. Thank you."
General Jacob Carter looked down on his patient with relief. He'd been assisting in the healing process longer than he should have, given the circumstances, and was concerned that something had gone wrong. Normally a symbiote was responsible for healing a host on it's own when a blending occurs, but the life sustaining equipment that was keeping Jenna alive had to be removed in order to begin the blending and they had needed to use the healing device in its place. Closing his eyes, he tilted his head down then brought it back up signaling the appearance of Selmak.
"And what of Emillynn? She is well?"
"I too am well." The transition from Jenna to Emillynn was almost imperceptible. There was a slight glazing of her eyes as a subtle glow appeared then faded and the symbiote took control, even Selmak found the ease of it a bit disconcerting. "There is a problem though, Selmak."
"With the blending?"
"No, not the blending," Emillynn/Jenna placed a hand on Selmak/Jacob's arm as she sat up in bed. "We must notify the SGC immediately. The creatures that attacked SG-8. They were Reetou."