It had taken two days to reach a planet with a stargate. Jack and Teal'c took Carter through the gate while Jacob went back to the Tok'ra.
NOW...in the infirmary, Carter lay unconscious in the far corner surrounded by medical instruments that marked her heart rate with a persistent beeping that had hyptnotized O'Neill as he lay on the next bed over. The beeping had lulled him to sleep, a light sleep as he wouldn't let himself fall too deep into sleep—he was still on edge, thinking that at any moment Carter would call out to him for help—and he had to be alert.
As O'Neill lay, he felt a soft tug on his toe and opened one eye to look up at Daniel Jackson who stood at the foot of his bed.
"Hey, how ya feelin?" Daniel asked walking over to the bed side.
"I'm fine—how's Carter?" He asked sitting up in the bed.
"She'll be fine—she got a good concussion from what ever hit her head."
"Anything happen while I was out?"
"Not really—you don't do much around here do you?" He asked, trying to get a reaction out of him, which worked perfectly.
"Shut up." He said sitting up on the edge of the bed and swinging his feet to the side.
"So—what happened out there anyway?"
"Oh the usual—more of them, not enough of us...you know..." O'Neill grumbled as he stood from the bed.
"Should you be walking around?"
"I've got better things to do than sit around this place."
"Really?" He asked as he watched O'Neill walk toward the exit. Looking back at Carter still laying in the corner e looked back to O'Neill—normally he wouldn't leave her side until she woke up—what's changed?