Author's Notes:  Yeah... it's still going... it's just taking me awhile...  it's getting very near the end now, so expect some high drama and a bit of cursing. 

Janet stepped into the observation room, and for the second time, faced SG1.

"Good." She clasped her hands in front of her, bracing herself. "You're all here."

"What's up, Doc?" Jack made a lame attempt at a joke, all the while staring down at Daniel through the tall, slanted glass windows.

Janet found she couldn't bring herself to smile and so opted to barrel on with her information. "It's Daniel, Sir." She answered, though it was painfully obvious that he was the reason the remaining members of the team had been called together. "We've had to resuscitate him several times... I'm afraid it's taking its toll on his body."

Jack waited momentarily. "So? And? Therefore?" he finally asked, even though he could already guess some of what was coming.

Janet closed her eyes briefly. "So, Sir... in my opinion, I don't think he'll survive another resuscitation attempt. The last whole blood test we did showed extremely elevated LDH, creatinine, AST and ALT levels. In addition – " Janet was cut off by an impatient wave from the Colonel. "The point is, Sir," she began to rephrase, "right now, Daniel's lungs and heart are very weak; his kidneys and liver are all out of whack. We're looking at multiple organ failure in a matter of days." Janet paused again, thinking how best to continue. "If I put him on a ventilator..." she trailed off.

"This ventilator would prolong the life of Daniel Jackson?" Teal'c questioned.

"By a few days, at most, yes." Janet answered truthfully.

"Janet?" Sam asked, knowing there was something missing.

The doctor chanced a brief look at the colonel. "Daniel has a DNR."

Jack stared blankly, Teal'c raised an eyebrow and Sam closed her eyes in grief. "It's a Do Not Resuscitate, Sir." She spoke slightly above a whisper and opened her eyes again to look at her commanding officer. "He doesn't want any extreme –"

"I know what it means!" Jack snapped. "I signed the damn thing." He muttered.

Janet looked at the Colonel, Sam and Teal'c each in turn. "I wanted to let you all know." She half-turned to look down at Daniel herself, doing her best to hold back tears, "You might want to stay close, in case..." and found herself nearly losing the battle.

"Son of a bitch!" Jack cursed and shoved a stool roughly out of his way, sending it clattering to the floor, the noise deafening in the small room. Without a second look back, he threw open the door and stormed down the hallway.