DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters in this story. They are not mine; I promise. I believe they are owned by the lovely people of MGM and possibly the Sci-Fi Network (though I'm really not sure). I'm really just playing with the characters.

SPOILERS: Honestly, I'm sure there will be some. This story is pretty much assuming everything has happened up through about mid season 7 (Daniel has ascended and descended, Janet is still alive, and probably will stay that way). Enjoy!

"Colonel, Major, do either of you have any idea where Dr. Jackson is?" General Hammond asked warily as he looked at the remaining members of SG-1.

Major Samantha Carter looked up from the brief she was reviewing to answer, "No sir. I don't know where Daniel is. I phoned him about ten minutes before the brief when I realized he still wasn't here but he didn't answer his home or cell phone."

"Very well Major. If he is not here in fifteen minutes we will have to reschedule..." General Hammond was cut off as someone entered the room. "Excuse me lieutenant, this is a closed briefing and I am not to be interrupted unless an emergency arises."

"I believe there is an emergency sir. I've just been instructed to have you pick up line three."

"And do you know what this phone call is referring to?"

The young soldier shook his head and said, "No sir. I don't I was only told to make sure you answered this call as soon as possible sir."

General Hammond nodded and moved towards the phone on the wall. After a brief conversation with the person on the line, he turned back towards his team and said, "You three need to get to the Academy Hospital immediately."

The abrupt instructions struck Colonel Jack O'Neil as odd and he looked up to ask about it, "General, are we going on a field trip?"

"There's been an accident Colonel. It's Dr. Jackson."

"Sir, what kind of accident?" Sam asked as she heard the news.

"The General shook his head slightly. "I'm not really sure. They found his NORAD clearance tags and assumed that we would know the proper people to contact about this. Apparently he was in an accident of some sort on his way in this morning. You three should go now and I'll be there when I can."

Sam nodded but General Hammond could already see the distant look in her eyes. They all knew that Daniel would have called them himself if he could have.

"You two, in my truck in five minutes." Jack said as he gathered up his files and left the room. Teal'c and Sam silently agreed as they too gathered their belongings and headed for the surface.

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The page itself was not an unusual one as Dr. Janet Fraiser had been on call at the hospital for many years now. Although she had once been on staff at the Academy Hospital, she had given that up as more gate teams were added and her presence was required more frequently at the base. Since she was one of the best surgeons in the Air Force though, when a consult was needed, she got the page. What was unusual was the fact that it was an emergency page. She had only ever received two of these in the five years she had been consulting on cases there. This in and of itself means that it was a bad case and that she was needed immediately. They were only lucky that they had caught her before she made it to the mountain. If they had paged her there, it would have taken her almost forty minutes to make it to the hospital; because she got paged at home, it would only take her ten.

As she arrived at the hospital she immediately ran into the emergency room and showed her badge to the nearest nurse. "I was paged, where is my patient?"

The nurse took one look at Dr. Fraiser and then said, "Dr. Lucas managed to stabilize the patient enough to get him to surgery. Right now they are prepping him. I expect they'll be in surgery in ten minutes. I'll tell them you are on your way up."

"Which OR, nurse?"

"Number 3 Dr. Fraiser."

Janet simply waved the nurse off as she ran up the stairs to the operating room. Reaching the second floor she moved quickly to the prep room for OR 3. Inside she was greeted by Dr. Emily Lucas as she prepared for surgery. Moving to the sink, Dr. Fraiser began to wash as she got the basics from Dr. Lucas. "So why was I paged?"

"This one is bad Janet. He's got a little bit of everything from broken ribs to internal bleeding, but I think our real problems are the two spinal injuries."

As soon as those words were out of the doctor's mouth, Dr. Fraiser knew why she'd been paged. She was a good surgeon but she was one of the most recognized doctors on spinal injuries in the area. "You said he has two?"

"There is damage to both the upper and lower sections of the spinal column. Because of the amount of blood and swelling present during the scan, we can't be sure of the severity or exact locations of the damage. He was hit head on in the accident and pretty much wrapped around the steering wheel. We are lucky that he was in good physical health before the accident or it would have been worse."

"Alright then, how long until he's ready for surgery?"

"They are still finishing with the last of the scans. I'd say three minutes."

"Then let's be waiting for him. I don't want to wait this any longer. I'm going to need to stabilize those spinal fractures first unless there is anything more pressing." Janet said as she led the other doctor out into the operating room.

"He's got some internal injuries that need to be tended to but I'm hoping that with the two of us we can stabilize those quickly. We already repaired a punctured lung in the emergency room but we'll need to watch that closely."

"Okay, here comes our patient." Dr. Fraiser said as she saw the gurney with her newest patient be wheeled in. Her jaw nearly hit the floor though when she saw who that patient was.

"Janet? Janet? Are you okay?" Dr. Lucas asked as she saw the look on Dr. Fraiser's face.

The question from her colleague seemed to snap her out of her reverie and she answered, "Yes, yes I'm fine. I just know him. He's a friend, a good friend."

"Are you going to be alright to perform this surgery?"

"Yes I'll be fine. Daniel is a good friend but I've also been his doctor for seven years and I've pulled him through worse things." Dr. Fraiser said, obviously not mentioning just what those worse situations were. Whether or not she admitted it to herself, she was as scared as she ever had been for Daniel; this looked bad.