Two guards were posted outside O'Neill's cell. He hadn't woken up yet. Carter stopped by every once in a while to see if he had woken up, as did Daniel. Jack lay sprawled out on the floor, his eyes half open when Sam stopped by for a visit. Dr. Frasier also stopped by. "How much sedative was in that dart?" Sam asked, looking at Jack. "One of those darts has enough sedative to knock out a horse."
"A horse!"
"Yes. I had to make sure it would work quickly, so he didn't hurt anyone." Sam nodded, her gaze never leaving Jack. Suddenly, he opened his eyes fully. Sam gasped and moved back. He moaned and tried to get to his feet. He didn't have much success. His legs collapsed underneath him and he landed in a heap on the floor. He lay there, panting, his eyes darting around wildly. He made another unsuccessful attempt to get to his feet. Carter watched him, not wanting to get any closer than she was already. The colonel's attempt to stand reminded her of a wild animal, after it had been sedated and tagged for research. The colonel whimpered and looked at Dr. Frasier and Carter with frightened eyes. Sam couldn't take it any longer. She got up and left the room, Dr. Frasier following. Sam took off at a run down the hall. "Sam! Samantha! Wait!" Janet called, running after her. Sam stopped and looked at Janet as she caught up. "Sam, are you alright?" Sam stared at the floor. "Yah, I'm alright." Janet sighed. "This is tough for us all. Don't forget, he's my friend too." Sam looked up at her. "I know. It's just....just, I hate seeing him like this. He is like an animal and there is nothing we can do to help him!" Janet sighed again. "I have to go back to check on him. You can come help me if you want." Sam nodded. Then the two women headed back to Jack's cell.
He heard noises coming from the other side of the door. Someone was there. He could smell them. He lay on the cold floor, looking up. He was tired and groggy, and his body ached. He touched his head gingerly, feeling the crack in it. He wanted out of this place, this cage. Growling softly, he attempted to get to his feet. He managed to stand for a few seconds before he fell over. Anger over took him and he howled. He wanted to break down the walls. He wanted to kill. The door made a sound, then opened and suddenly a light turned on. Two people walked in. Two people that he knew, but did not know. He snarled at them as they moved towards him. The light that came from above hurt his eyes and he squinted. The short haired one turned off the lights in the room and he was thankful. A sudden wave of dizziness came upon him and he shut his eyes, trying make the world stop spinning. He felt sick. Sweat poured from his over heated body.
Carter moved towards the colonel, speaking softly, trying to comfort him. He looked at her with those frightened eyes. She ignored this, and reached out her hand. He moved away from it, cringing. "It's okay; I'm not going to hurt you." She said, continuing to move forward. Janet watched from the doorway. Carter reached out her hand again and placed it on his head. His hair was wet, as well as his face, and his eyes were blood shot. He sat there, shivering and pale. 'It's okay sir, I'm not going to hurt you." He looked at her, fear still in his eyes, but he didn't move away. "Janet, he's burning up!" Dr. Frasier walked towards them slowly, not wanting to scare Jack. She placed a hand on his forehead and shook her head. "He has had too much sedative. It sometimes has this affect."
"What can we do to help him?"
"Nothing. All we can do is watch him and make sure he doesn't hurt himself in his attempts to stand." Carter nodded, sitting on the ground beside Jack. He whimpered and laid his head on her lap, panting and shivering at the same time. Janet laughed. "Looks like you won't be leaving any time soon!" Sam smiled, running her fingers through his greying hair. Dr. Frasier turned and went towards the door. "I have to go, but I'll be back soon to check up on him. Just make sure he remains calm and doesn't hurt himself. If he becomes aggressive, leave right away, though he should be fine for a while, until the drug wears off."
"I'll do that. Don't worry, we'll be fine." Janet smiled and left, closing the door behind her. One guard remained outside, while the second guard stood inside. Carter sat there with the colonel's head in her lap, running her fingers through his hair and softly humming a lullaby.
