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Okay, okay... I'M SORRY!!! This chapter sat on my computer for a few weeks and I never posted it. Summer was too exciting and I got drawn away from my computer. But I'm back now!!! So look forward to an update soon, within a week for sure... This chapter is a little short but oh well, enjoy!
Our strengths are what divide us from the masses and make us unique. When a member of SG-1 loses their greatest asset, will they still be as valuable as they once were? And can that person come to grips with the loss?
What are we, without our Strengths?: False Security
The men of SG-1 stood silently in the infirmary a little while later and watched Dr. Fraiser perform the medical procedures they knew so well on Carter. The guys had followed the stretcher to the infirmary and had not made a fuss when they were shooed out of the way. Now they just stood with their backs against the wall, still in their mission attire only unarmed, waiting for some news.
O'Neill knew Carter had done the worst possible thing she could have done in her situation. If indeed the snake was venomous, she should have kept still and calm to avoid spreading the poison. But the attack of the warriors had forced the team to run, and O'Neill had seen no other choice. So now the men stood watch over their friend and waited.
After what seemed like hours, but were actually only minutes, General Hammond appeared in the infirmary. He approached the members of SG-1 who were leaning against the wall and asked the same question he always asked in this situation.
"What happened?" No one responded. The entire team was looking straight through the general toward Carter who was lying peacefully on one of the beds. "Colonel?"
"A snake sir and some goddamn knights." O'Neill finally responded.
"We seemed to have trespassed onto sacred land. The locals weren't very friendly and tried to kill us. While we were escaping a big snake attacked Major Carter. Then we made our way back to the gate." Daniel clarified. Before anyone could say anything else, a soft groan ended the conversation. The men turned and attempted to approach the bed where Carter laid but Dr. Fraiser got in their way.
"How is she doc?" O'Neill asked.
"The venom circulated throughout her whole body but it seems to be dissipating very quickly. Her immune system seems to be working in overdrive to combat the venom and according to my calculations the venom should be out of her system without in a few hours." The doctor explained happily.
"Can we see her?" O'Neill asked.
"Yes, but only for a second..." Fraiser began.
"She has to rest right?" O'Neill finished.
"Yes." The men then pushed past the doctor toward Carter. Carter was already tethered to a few machines and her arm was bandaged. Her eyes were half open and seemed to lack some of their usual vigour.
"Hey there." O'Neill began.
"Sir." Carter mumbled.
"Doc Fraiser says you'll be fine after a good night's rest. How ya feeling?"
"Headache." Carter mumbled again. Carter then focused hard her friends standing over her. "You guys are a mess." O'Neill looked down at his own clothes then toward Daniel and Teal'c. He saw that the three of them were covered in mud and dirt from head to toe. He smirked toward Carter and she returned a half-hearted smile.
"You're gonna be just fine." O'Neill smiled inwardly as he responded. "Come on guys. Let's leave the major to her beauty sleep." The three mud covered men gave a quick goodbye then headed off toward the showers.
Carter laid awake a few minutes longer. She was tired, but didn't feel like sleeping right away. Her headache was different than the ones she usually ended up with. It was not so much an ache as it was an unusual sensation. She was about to say something about it to Doc Fraiser when a wave of exhaustion washed over her. Before another thought passed through her mind, she fell into a deep sleep.
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Okay, okay... I'M SORRY!!! This chapter sat on my computer for a few weeks and I never posted it. Summer was too exciting and I got drawn away from my computer. But I'm back now!!! So look forward to an update soon, within a week for sure... This chapter is a little short but oh well, enjoy!
Our strengths are what divide us from the masses and make us unique. When a member of SG-1 loses their greatest asset, will they still be as valuable as they once were? And can that person come to grips with the loss?
What are we, without our Strengths?: False Security
The men of SG-1 stood silently in the infirmary a little while later and watched Dr. Fraiser perform the medical procedures they knew so well on Carter. The guys had followed the stretcher to the infirmary and had not made a fuss when they were shooed out of the way. Now they just stood with their backs against the wall, still in their mission attire only unarmed, waiting for some news.
O'Neill knew Carter had done the worst possible thing she could have done in her situation. If indeed the snake was venomous, she should have kept still and calm to avoid spreading the poison. But the attack of the warriors had forced the team to run, and O'Neill had seen no other choice. So now the men stood watch over their friend and waited.
After what seemed like hours, but were actually only minutes, General Hammond appeared in the infirmary. He approached the members of SG-1 who were leaning against the wall and asked the same question he always asked in this situation.
"What happened?" No one responded. The entire team was looking straight through the general toward Carter who was lying peacefully on one of the beds. "Colonel?"
"A snake sir and some goddamn knights." O'Neill finally responded.
"We seemed to have trespassed onto sacred land. The locals weren't very friendly and tried to kill us. While we were escaping a big snake attacked Major Carter. Then we made our way back to the gate." Daniel clarified. Before anyone could say anything else, a soft groan ended the conversation. The men turned and attempted to approach the bed where Carter laid but Dr. Fraiser got in their way.
"How is she doc?" O'Neill asked.
"The venom circulated throughout her whole body but it seems to be dissipating very quickly. Her immune system seems to be working in overdrive to combat the venom and according to my calculations the venom should be out of her system without in a few hours." The doctor explained happily.
"Can we see her?" O'Neill asked.
"Yes, but only for a second..." Fraiser began.
"She has to rest right?" O'Neill finished.
"Yes." The men then pushed past the doctor toward Carter. Carter was already tethered to a few machines and her arm was bandaged. Her eyes were half open and seemed to lack some of their usual vigour.
"Hey there." O'Neill began.
"Sir." Carter mumbled.
"Doc Fraiser says you'll be fine after a good night's rest. How ya feeling?"
"Headache." Carter mumbled again. Carter then focused hard her friends standing over her. "You guys are a mess." O'Neill looked down at his own clothes then toward Daniel and Teal'c. He saw that the three of them were covered in mud and dirt from head to toe. He smirked toward Carter and she returned a half-hearted smile.
"You're gonna be just fine." O'Neill smiled inwardly as he responded. "Come on guys. Let's leave the major to her beauty sleep." The three mud covered men gave a quick goodbye then headed off toward the showers.
Carter laid awake a few minutes longer. She was tired, but didn't feel like sleeping right away. Her headache was different than the ones she usually ended up with. It was not so much an ache as it was an unusual sensation. She was about to say something about it to Doc Fraiser when a wave of exhaustion washed over her. Before another thought passed through her mind, she fell into a deep sleep.
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