Chapter 4

Jack stalks the museum looking for any signs of another guard alive, or whoever shot Maria. She hid her pain from him, which hurt. Jack moves swiftly holding his berretta up. He is angry but holds it in. God, don't let her die. Jack moves into the next hall, knowing he's probably tripping the museum's silent alarms. Jack looks over to see another guard sitting up and leaning against the wall under a painting. Jack moves swiftly toward him. The Guard lifts his gun. "Todd is that you?"

Jack looks at the man. "Hey, Tim, it's Jack."

The guard puts his gun down. "Jack O'Neill?"

Jack smiles, and then moves over to the guard. "It's me Tim. What the hell happened?"

Tim grunts and sits up more. "A couple guys, they were dressing black, broke in though the back. I think the Curator was expecting them. Todd went to head them off and notify the police. I was suppose to make sure they didn't take anything." Tim Coughs. "They took some stuff out the back. One saw me and shot me, I moved in here. I should have stayed….OH God Maria, Jack I'm so sorry."

Jack touches the man's arm. "It's alright, she alive. Daniel's with her. Tell me what else happened?"

The man nods, looking upset and hurt. "The Curator and the leader started arguing, after the man shot Maria. I could hear them from here. The man must have shot the curator. Later I heard another shot."

Jack bites down hard with anger. "What kind of weapons we're they using?"

Tim laughs. "It was a funny thing it was a military weapon, but nothing like I've ever seen before."

Jack didn't want to hear that either. "Rest, the ambulance is on its way."

Tim nods. "They wanted the new shipment. We were told about St. Louis, shipment never got …there." Tim gasps in pain.

Jack nods. "Alright, relax."

Jack sits with Daniel in the waiting area. Daniel seems to be extremely fascinated with the object in his hand. "What is it?"

Daniel turns to his friend. "I don't know. Those guys wanted it pretty bad though."

Jack nods. "The bastard is going to pay!"

Daniel looks up at Jack. "Let the police handle it, at least until…" Daniel touches something, and the object lights up. He quickly hides it under his coat.

Jack looks at his friend. "Whoa, what the hell was that?"

Daniel looks at his friend and whispers. "I think its Asgard."

"And you're telling me this NOW!" Jack whisper to a shout.

Daniel looks at his friend and speaks in a low whisper. "Um, I wasn't sure … until it went off."

Jack grabs his phone. "Daniel, this means that those guys were …NID Damn them!"

Daniel nods. "Sam needs to see this."

Jack flips his phone open. "Right." Jack dials General Hammond's number. "Yeah, Sir, I think we have a problem."

Maria opens her eyes to see a red haired woman leaning over her. Maria blinks. "Jack!" Her shoulder hurts.

Janet Fraiser smiles at her patient. "Relax, he's waiting for you. How do you feel?"

Maria looks up and scowls. "Horrible, my throat hurts. Where is Jack?"

Janet grins, Maria reminds her of the Colonel. "Your throat hurts because of the tube from surgery. Colonel O'Neill is in the waiting room."

Maria nods, her head feeling foggy again. "Tell him I love him."

Janet nods. That she would do. "I will try to rest. I'll let him see you when you're in a room."

Maria nods a yes and drifts into a light sleep.

Fraiser walks out into the waiting room, to see Daniel on the phone and Colonel O'Neill pacing. Janet shakes her head. "Colonel!"

Jack instantly turns to her and Runs over. "Doc how is she? Can I see her?"

Fraiser smiles. "She's fine, and resting you can see her after they move her out of recovery. She says she loves you. And…" Janet reaches into her pocket and pulls out a bullet in a baggy. "I though you'd want this."

Jack takes it and looks at it. "P-90, Damn it!"

Daniel turns off his phone and walks over. "Did I hear you right? That's from a P-90?"

Jack nods his face red with anger. "That bastard. I'm going to shoot Maybourne!"

Daniel looks at his friend. "You don't even know that Colonel Maybourne is behind this. It could be someone else."

Janet looks at the two. "Colonel, have you eaten yet?"

The question pushes his buttons. "No, I want to see her doc. When she tells me she's okay, I'm going after the bastard."

Janet looks at the Colonel. "Sit down Sir. It's going to be another half hour at least then you can see her."

Jack is going to wait, but not patiently.