STARGATE: SG-1

'You Had Forgotten'

Written by Kiya II

Spoilers for Gamekeeper, Meridian, Abyss, Full Circle, Fallen, Homecoming and minor mentions of Fragile Balance, Orpheus, and Revisions


CHAPTER FOUR – UNEXPECTED COMPLICATIONS

"Daniel, you awake?"

I keep my eyes closed, trying my hardest to ignore Jack and make him believe that I'm still asleep, but then he starts nudging his foot into my back.

"Hey!'

I grunt softly, pulling the sleeping back tighter under my chin. I just want to be left alone after what happened today and I'm far too tired to deal with Jack right now.

"Sleeping, Jack," I answer softly.

"Good for you. Nice to know that you actually care about me."

I sigh and roll over to face Jack, who's looming over me. I could only just make his outline out in the dark, but I can tell he's looking down at me with a slightly annoyed look on his face.

"What are you talking about?" I ask, confused.

"Oh you know, just that I was sitting out there, protecting you, freezing my balls off."

I'm still far too sleepy to understand what Jack's trying to tell me and after the hellish day I had I really don't need this. I raise a hand out of the sleeping bag to quickly rub my forehead where the headache I had had earlier was starting to come back before quickly shoving it back down into the sleeping bag. It's freezing inside the tent but nice and toasty warm inside the sleeping bag and I really want to try and keep it that way.

"Jack, I'm too tried for this," I grumble softly.

"I'm still cold," Jack mutters, wrapping his arms around himself.

"Yes, I know. It was freezing when I was out there too."

"Then you understand that I'm freezing my nuts off here and would very much like to get into that nice warm sleeping bag that you've got tangled around yourself. Now make room."

I sigh deeply and surrender Jack's part of the sleeping bag though I really don't want too. I had wrapped the whole thing around myself after my watch and I'm quite comfortable the way I am at the moment. However, I had missed Jack and even though I knew I was going to be freezing again in a minute, it would be worth it just to have Jack's arms around me again.

Jack kicks off his boots and slides into the sleeping bag with me, quickly plastering his freezing cold body to my much warmer one.

"JESUS, JACK! YOU'RE FREEZING!"

Jack chuckles softly against my hair. "Told ya."

"Is this payback for what I did today?" I ask, trying to stop the tremors running through my body. There were plenty off layers of clothes between us and yet I can still feel the coldness coming off of Jack, but I snuggle into the older man's body anyways in spite of it.

"Nah. Didn't mean to get you cold. It couldn't be helped."

"It better not have been 'cause if there was a way for you to have avoided that, you should have done it. You're freezing."

I can feel Jack smile against my hair. "Didn't you already say that?"

I frown. "I don't know. To cold and tried at the moment to remember."

Jack's arms tighten around me as he pushes my head under his chin. "Go to sleep love. Tomorrow we'll be off this God forsaken piece of ice and be able to go home to a nice, warm, comfy bed and have lots of hotly, sticky sex."

"Is that all you think about?"

"Daniel, we've been stuck on this rock for two weeks. Why? Because of those ruins you found and because of the minerals Carter found in the ice here. And in that time, I haven't been able to touch you because it's against the rules we made and because it's too, fucking cold. So I kind of want to have sex, thank you."

I chuckle and snuggle closer to Jack's slowly warming body. "Kind of?"

"Daniel."

I smile. "I know, but can I at least have a hot shower when we get home before you decided to jump me."

"Well, I wasn't planning on jumping you as soon as we got through the door. I thought maybe some dinner by the fire and then candles in the bedroom. I want to be nice and toasty warm when we get back and get you at the same time."

"So I can have my shower then?"

"Yes, Daniel," Jack says, rubbing a hand up and down my back. "You can have your shower."

We were silent for a moment before Jack broke it. "Daniel," he began softly. "About what I said today. I didn't mean to sound so harsh with you, its just-"

"Jack," I interrupt, pulling back slightly to get a good look at my lover. "You don't need to apologize. I got a little too excited and I broke the rules. I shouldn't have done what I did without telling you first, but I did and I did deserver the yelling you gave me."

Jack raises a hand and brushes my bangs away from my forehead, revealing the butterfly band-aid there. "I still shouldn't have gotten so angry with you."

"Yes, you should have," I contradict. "I shouldn't have gone down into that tunnel. It wasn't stable and I knew that. I should have called you first so that you and Teal'c could have checked it out and made it safe but I didn't and I went ahead. It was stupid of me and I'm sorry."

We simply stare into each other's eyes for a moment and then Jack kisses my forehead before resting his head against mine.

"I was scared, Danny."

"I know," I answer softly, "And I'm sorry. I should have called you."

"When the tunnel collapsed, I thought you had been crushed and Jesus, Danny, I was so scared that I had lost you."

I snuggle closer; nudging my nose against Jack's to get the other man's attention. "I was scared too, Jack. You came down into that tunnel after me and I wasn't sure how far the cave in went. I thought maybe you had been crushed and I'm so sorry. I know I worried you and I was so stupid to do what I did. Thinking back on it I can't understand why I did it. I think it was because I was getting fed up at you, Teal'c and Sam for watching me like a hawk twenty-four seven when I know what I'm doing. I've been on more dangerous digs in Egypt then some of the stuff we do here, but you guys constantly watch my back and make me check in with you before I can go anywhere cause you guys need to check the area."

"It's our job, Danny," Jack states.

"And I know that. I just get frustrated sometimes, Jack and I got careless today. I promise you it won't happen again, but Jack, you also need to remember that I've been doing this before I even learn how to walk. I was born on a dig. I grew up on digs. I know what I'm doing," I finish.

Jack sighs. "I know that. I just…we worry about you, Danny, and I'm not just saying this because I'm your lover but I'm also saying it as your friend and commanding officer. Out here on other worlds, we don't know what to expect and Carter, Teal'c and I all have this fear that if we turn our backs on you, you'll just disappear. There have been too many times when things have gone wrong and you're the one that always seems to be hurt by it. Nem, Apophis' ship, the Sarc Witch, and the list goes on and on. So just keep that in mind, Daniel, okay?"

I sigh deeply before nodding. Jack and I kiss briefly before I snuggle my head back under Jack's chin. I'm so tried and our conversation has been draining on me. I just want to fall asleep and not wake up again until we're home.

"I love you, Danny."

I smile sleepily against Jack's neck. "Love you, too."


Daniel awoke with a start. He was feeling very hot and sick to his stomach. He closed his eyes and swallowed against the nausea he was feeling, but it didn't stop. Maybe it was the dream he had just had that was making him feel sick. It confused him greatly and scared him. What was it about? He and Jack had kissed…Kissed and said I love you to each other. He wasn't sure at the moment if that was a memory or a dream and if it was a memory, why hadn't Jack told him?

Realizing that the nausea he was feeling wasn't going away, Daniel quietly pushed back the covers and climb out of the bed, beginning careful not to wake Jack. He rushed to the bathroom and just made it before he started throwing his guts up into the toilet. He clutched the sides of the bowl as he continued to empty his stomach, hoping that it would end soon. Slowly, the dry heaves stopped a he rested his head against the front of the bowl, trying to breath slowly.

"Daniel?" Daniel was too tired and sick to turn his head to acknowledge Jack, so he didn't.

He felt a hand against his back and a wet cloth against his forehead as Jack pulled his head gently away from the toilet.

"You okay?" Jack asked gently into his ear and Daniel squinted his eyes shut against everything he was feeling. He was so confused. He knew that if he felt less sick he'd probably be crying again.

He shook his head softly, afraid that if he said anything he would just throw up again. His stomach was really upset and his head felt like it was burning up while the rest of him was starting to shiver from the cold. He just wanted to go to sleep and wake up again when this was all over.

What were these feelings that were suddenly there for him about Jack? Was it all real, what he had seen in the dream, or was it all just that: a dream? Daniel didn't know and he didn't understand. He had to get to the bottom of it but he knew that he wouldn't be able to ask Jack. If it was true then Jack's pain over the past few weeks would make so much sense but if it wasn't, he didn't want to burden Jack with something that might just be a passing faze. Whatever it was, he'd have to figure it out soon; if not for his sake then for Jack's.

Jack pressed his hand gently against Daniel's forehead as he pulled the wet cloth away and sighed. "You have a fever," he told Daniel softly, feeling the younger man leaning into his hand.

"You feel sick anywhere?" He asked the younger man softly, wrapping his right arm gently around Daniel's torso to help keep him upright. He could feel how cold and weak Daniel was but his forehead was burning up.

"Stomach's upset," Daniel answered quietly. "My head's burning and I feel cold."

Jack nodded his acknowledgment against Daniel's hair. "It must be really bad if you're admitting to it."

Daniel didn't reply but Jack could feel him leaning back into his arms. Jack replaced the cold cloth against Daniel's forehead and just sat with him for a moment.

"You all done here?" He asked after a few moments.

Daniel shook his head so Jack stayed put.

"Jack?" Jack glanced up at the door and saw his mother standing in the doorway. She looked deeply concerned, standing there in her bathrobe.

"Daniel's sick, Mom," Jack answered, keeping his arm wrapped securely around Daniel. "Can you go start some tea and bring the bucket up?" Just as he finished asking, Daniel pushed himself out of Jack's arms and started retching into the toilet again.

Jack frowned, leaning forward to start rubbing Daniel's back in a soothing motion as the younger man continued to throw up. Jack turned to his mother and saw how worried she was. He didn't blame her. He was worried too. Daniel had seemed fine earlier. Tired, but still fine. He didn't understand how he could have gotten this sick this quickly.

"Easy, Danny," Jack said softly, as Daniel continued to throw up dry heaves for a few more moments.

"Once he's done there, get him back to bed, Jack. I'll be back up in a few minutes with the bucket, a cup of tea and some medicine," Kat answered as Daniel finished. "And don't forget to bring a towel in with you," she threw over her shoulder as she went down the hall just as Mike came out of the bedroom and they started speaking quietly.

Daniel leaned back and Jack started to gently wipe the younger man's face down.

"You think you're all done now?" Jack asked and Daniel nodded softly. "Okay then," Jack answered, grabbing a towel from the towel rack beside the toilet, "Come one, up you get."

Jack pulled Daniel up gently and wrapped an arm around his waist, throwing Daniel's right arm around his neck. He could feel the fine tremors running through the younger man and how unsteady Daniel was on his feet.

"Come on, Danny. Nice and slow," Jack said as he started leading Daniel back to their room. It was slow going as Daniel was having a hard time keeping one foot in front of the other, but finally they made it and Jack laid Daniel down gently on the bed.

He set the towel down on the side of the bed beside Daniel before pulling the covers up over the shivering man and settling himself down on the side of the bed beside him. He raised his hand to Daniel's forehead and almost pulled his hand back from the heat he could feel coming over there.

"Danny?" Jack said softly and tired blue eyes turned to look at him. "On a scale of one to ten, how do you feel?"

Danny merrily closed his eyes for a moment, curling up on his side closer to Jack. Then he opened his mouth slowly and replied weakly, "Thirteen."

Jack frowned and gripped on of Daniel's hand finding it ice cold. He didn't understand it. Daniel had been fine. He had been a little tired when they had finally gone to bed at eleven o'clock but he had been fine. Now he was sick as a dog.

"It's getting worst," Danny said so softly that Jack almost didn't catch it. "Whatever it is."

Jack stroked Daniel's hair back from his forehead. "We'll figure it out, Danny, okay? Just rest now."

Daniel opened his eyes a crack and Jack could see something in their depths that he hadn't seen earlier that evening. He wasn't sure what it was but it was a mixture of confusion, pain and fear. Of what he wasn't sure and he didn't think they were going to get to the bottom of it until Daniel was better.

"Here, Jack," Kat said, gaining Jack's attention as she handed him the bucket. Jack set it down on the floor beside the bed. Now if Daniel had to throw up he wouldn't have to go all the way to the bathroom.

"I've got the tea on," She said, wiping her hands off in the sides of her robe as she stared down at a very sick Daniel.

Daniel turned to look up at her. "You didn't have to go through all the trouble," he said weakly, just barely getting the words out.

Kat waved him off. "Oh pish-posh. It was no trouble at all, honey. You just rest."

Jack again placed the back of his hand against Daniel's forehead and felt that it was even hotter then before. "You're temperature's rising," he said frowning deeply. He then turned to Kat. "Mom, phoned the doctor."

Kat looked deeply concerned now, but went back downstairs to get the phone.

"Jack?" Daniel asked confused. Jack turned to him and saw that Daniel was slightly alarmed himself.

Jack sighed and rubbed a hand up and down Daniel's side. "Don't worry, okay? You'll be fine."

Daniel lowered his eyes and pulled the covers closer to him, tucking them under his chin. Jack could feel how much Daniel was shaking and he wished there was something he could do but he didn't even know what was wrong with Daniel.

"I want to go home," Daniel whispered softly, gaining Jack's attention. Tears were starting to leak out from Daniel's closed eyes and Jack didn't know what to do.

"I know, Danny," he answered soothingly, trying to help the younger man as best he could. "I know."

"I'm just so confused, Jack. I…"

"Hey," Jack said softly, gaining Daniel's attention. "We'll figure this out, okay? Together, but right now you need to rest."

Daniel nodded gently and closed his eyes; tears still leaking out so Jack gently wiped them away.

"Everything's going to be okay, Danny. You'll see."

Jack sat by Daniel even after the younger man had finally slipped into a restless slumber. He didn't understand what was going on. Daniel had gotten sick far too quickly. It had just come out of nowhere and was quickly getting much worst then some twenty-four hour flu bug.

He could hear his mother talking downstairs with the doctor on the phone and wondered how long it was going to take for the doctor to get here. He didn't want to have to take Daniel to the emergency room, not with all the questions they'd have to answer. He just wanted to get Daniel home and into Janet's capable hands.

"Jack," Kat said softly, coming into the room. "The doctor's on his way."

"Who is he?" Jack asked, watching Daniel.

"Doctor Scott Foresman. He was the doctor who looked after your grandfather. He's good at what he does and we trust him," Kat answered and Jack understood what she meant. His Grandfather had been in the armed forces as he was. Doc Foresman had obviously been the one his Grandfather went too when he was ill but couldn't afford to answer questions.

"If this Doctor says it's alright, I want to get Danny back to the springs as soon as possible. He really should see the base doctor. She knows all Daniel's medical history and she'll have a record of anything that Daniel's come in contact with that may have caused this," Jack whispered.

He heard Kat come further into the room and pull up the chair from the desk to the side of the bed beside Jack. "What do you think is wrong?" Kat asked as she sat herself down.

Jack shook his head sadly. "I don't know and that's why I want to get him back to Janet. It could be anything and we're not even sure of what happened to him while he was missing," he answered her. They really didn't know. They weren't sure what the ascended beings had done to him. They could have done a number of things to him besides taking his memories away though that in itself was bad enough.

Kat placed a reassuring hand on Jack's shoulder. "Why don't you try to get some sleep while we wait? I know that you probably won't get any but at least try to rest for a bit."

Jack stared at Daniel's pale features for a moment before nodding. She was right as always. His mother always was, it seemed.

Kat stood and crossed to the door. "I'll wait downstairs and I'll come and get you when the doctor gets here."

Jack nodded as Kat once again went back downstairs. He stared at Daniel for a moment and, seeing the way the younger man was shivering, made a decision. He crawled to the other side of the bed and slide in beside Daniel. As he spooned up behind him, Daniel turned suddenly and buried himself in Jack's arms.

Jack sighed deeply as he wrapped his arms around Daniel. This was probably not a good idea. Daniel could wake up any minute but Jack could always get away with the excuse that Daniel had been freezing, which was true. Daniel was cold, but Jack suspected that Daniel burying himself into Jack's chest wasn't just because he was cold. It was because of something else.

Kissing Daniel's forehead gently, Jack closed his eyes and then settled himself down to get some rest. He knew he was going to need it and he didn't think he'd be getting any in the near future. Sighing, He buried his face in Daniel's hair and breathed softly, "I love you, Danny."

The doctor finally came a few hours later. Jack had barely gotten any sleep when he had come, but he did feel better knowing that Daniel was at least getting help now. He sat with Daniel as Dr. Foresman examined him. Kat and Mike stood by the doorway, watching silently. Daniel never woke up.

Dr. Foresman pulled away from Daniel with a sigh. "I've never seen this before," he answered quietly, drawing everyone's attention.

Jack grabbed the Doc's arm lightly. "Just tell me you can do something for him."

Dr. Foresman looked at Jack reassuringly. "I think I know how to treat it, but you'll need to keep on eye on him and it's best if you get him to see your own doctor as soon as possible."

Jack nodded. "I'll arrange it."

Dr. Foresman nodded. "Very well." He then turned to Kat and Mike. "I have most of the things I'll need to treat him here and I'm sure anything else I'll need will be in the kitchen, but I'll need to prepare it over the stove."

Kat nodded. "Come right on down," she said quietly and Jack could see how shaken she was. She quietly exited the room, Dr. Foresman on her heels.

Jack turned back to Daniel, pulling the covers back over him as Mike entered the room.

"He'll be okay, Jack," Mike said.

Jack never tore his eyes away from Daniel. The younger man was still asleep but he was moving around on the bed restlessly, mumbling things under his breath. Jack caught his name ever once in awhile but besides that, he couldn't make out what Daniel was saying.

"I hope so," Jack answered quietly.

Mike placed a hand on Jack's shoulder. "He will," he said confidently. "He survived all those months out there on his own with no memory of who he was. He'll get through this."

Jack sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. "We can't be sure of that," he stated. "I've been losing Daniel so much that I don't know if I'll ever get him back anymore. How much more will he have to go through? How long will it be before I finally lose him?"

"You won't lose him-"

"And how can you be so sure?" Jack asked, turning to face his father. He was too tried to get angry so he just settled for letting his father see the truth; that he was in pain and just wanted to get Daniel back and never let go of him again.

Mike smiled slightly. "Because I know Daniel. He's a fighter, Jack. Maybe not a solider like you or your grandfather, but he fights for his beliefs and he fights for what he loves. He'll find his way back to us, Jack. I know that somewhere inside him a part of him remembers us and is fighting to get back."

Jack turned back to face Daniel. His father was probably right. All those nights of watching Daniel try to sleep and Jack knew that a part of Daniel did remember and was fighting to get back. Daniel was in such pain because of it and he knew that the younger man didn't understand why he was feeling the way he was or why everything was hurting so much. Jack wished that he could tell him but he couldn't. He just couldn't.

Jack took Daniel's hand in his and held it gently, rubbing it slightly to try and bring some warmth back into him. Daniel was shivering so much and Jack didn't understand why. He didn't know what was wrong and nether did Dr. Foresman. All they could do right now was treat the symptoms, at least until they got Daniel back to Janet.

Speaking of Janet, Jack reached over for the phone as his father left the room. He quickly dialed the SGC and the extension for the infirmary, knowing that Janet would be on duty.

"Infirmary," a nurse's voice broke over the line.

"This is Colonel O'Neill. I need to speak to Dr. Fraiser. It's an emergency."

"Hold on," the nurse said and Jack sat, running his hand up and down Daniel's side again. Daniel was getting more agitated but seemed to calm slightly as Jack kept up his ministrations.

"Colonel, what's wrong? I thought you were on leave," Janet's voice came over the line and Jack sighed with relief.

"I am, Doc, but we've got a bit of a situation. Daniel's sick and I mean really sick," Jack said, trying to stop his voice from wavering. He was just so tried and he was having trouble trying to keep the worry out of his voice.

"What's wrong with him, Jack?" Janet asked sounding concerned.

"We don't know. I had my mother call a local doctor but he doesn't know what's wrong with him. Says he's never seen anything like it."

There was a pause. "Maybe it's an off-world bug he picked up."

"And it took this long to settle in?" Jack asked skeptically.

"Maybe. It depends how long the incubation period is. When did he start showing signs of illness?"

Jack frowned. "Now see, that's the thing. Daniel was fine. He had an exhausting day, but he was fine when we went to bed. Then he just woke up with a high fever and started throwing up."

He could hear Janet writing things down in the background. "Did Daniel say anything else?"

"Umm, yeah. Said he felt like his head was burning up but he was freezing and he is, Doc. His skin is ice cold but his forehead's burning. He also said he felt really nauseated. He threw up twice in a span of one maybe two minutes. And I also think that he has a bad headache though he didn't mention it."

"What makes you think that?" Janet asked.

"He's been clutching his forehead a lot. Not only when his awake, but even in sleep," Jack said and Daniel rolled closer too him, continuing to mumble under his breath.

"Has he thrown up since?"

"No but I think that has a lot to do with the fact that he doesn't have anything left to throw up."

"Okay. I'll talk to the General and he should phone you soon to let you know how we're going to get you and Daniel here. I really need to take a look at him, Jack, especially if this is an off-world bug or if it's got something to do with his missing memories."

"You think it does?"

"I'm not sure. Amnesia is one thing, but this was brought on by Daniel's descension. The Others did it too him on purpose and I'm not sure what type of effect that will have. It could also be something the Others did as punishment or something like that. I'm not sure. We'll have to wait until I've got him examined."

"Okay, but hurry, Doc. This came up pretty quickly and I'm not going to start feeling any better until we get Daniel to the infirmary."

"I'll be as quick as I can, Colonel. Talk to you soon," she answered, and then line went dead.

Jack put the phone down on the receiver just as Daniel started to toss and turn more vigorously. Jack quickly put his hands out, trying to stop Daniel from rolling off the bed, but Daniel just kept right on moving.

Jack shook Daniel's shoulder. "Danny, wake up?"

"I had too," Daniel began mumbling, but Jack could just barely hear what he was saying.

"Come one, Danny, wake up," Jack said more forcefully when he realized that whatever Daniel was dreaming about was distressing him.

"I didn't…No…please don't." Tears were leaking out from under Daniel's eyelids and he unconsciously pushed against Jack's arms, trying to get away from him.

"Daniel," Jack said, trying to hold Daniel down as well as wake him up.

"Jack!" Daniel bolted upright, looking around wildly.

"Sssh, Daniel. It's just me," Jack said soothingly and Daniel turned to focus on him.

After a few moments, Daniel relaxed and slumped back down into the mattress. He raised an arm to cover his face as he tried to get his breathing under control.

Jack didn't say anything for a while, just letting Daniel calm down from the nightmare he had just had, but he did keep up a soothing motion of his hand up and down Daniel's arm.

"You okay?" Jack asked after a few moments.

Daniel lowered his arm and stared at Jack for a moment. Jack could see how tried and ill Daniel looked. The younger man's skin was clammy and he looked very pale. The nightmare had shaken him up pretty badly too.

"I don't know," Daniel answered softly, his voice barely above a whisper. He took in a deep, shaky breath, closing his eyes for a moment. "I don't understand what that was."

"What happened?" Jack asked, knowing that if Daniel talked about it, it may help.

Daniel opened his eyes again. "I don't…I don't remember much of it. There…" he took another deep breath, "There were bright…lights, all around me. I don't…understand how, but…they were communicating with me. I…I can't…remember what they said…but they surrounded me and then…all I felt…was pain," Daniel finished softly, closing his eyes again. Jack could see how hard it was for the younger man to keep the conversation up. Daniel just didn't have the strength.

"Sounds like you remember something from when you were ascended," Jack answered.

"Maybe," Daniel replied, not bothering to open his eyes.

Jack sighed and patted Daniel on the shoulder. "Go back to sleep, Danny. We'll figure this out when you're feeling better."

Jack pulled the sheet back up over Daniel's chest and tucked it under his chin. He was about to get up to go downstairs and get some coffee, but Daniel suddenly grabbed his arm.

Jack turned back to him. "Danny?"

"Stay," Daniel said softly and Jack could tell that he was close to sleep again, but there was a fear in Daniel's eyes that made Jack sit back down on the side on the bed.

"I'll be here, Danny. Sleep now," Jack soothed, and Daniel closed his eyes, quickly dozing off but he never released Jack's arm.