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"San, I'm sorry." The boy took a deep breath, struggling to stay awake for these last few moments, "San, don't cry, I will see you again, after you pass on I will be waiting." He took another deep breath.
A tear fell down her cheek; he lifted his hand and brushed it silently away, "Matt you can't die. Not now." She let a few more tears fall, and rested her head on his stomach.
In the back watching it all unravel before him Jonas waited. Now was the time, "San we have to go. There's nothing we can don, I'm so sorry." He was sensitive, and he felt almost as much as San did. She looked up at him and nodded. He grabbed her arm to help her stand up.
The two slowly walked away, away from everyone and everything. "San I'm sorry, I… I… didn't want you to see him…d… pass away."
She looked at him with pure fear in his eyes, he had never seen his sister scared, never, "He's going to die J, I know. You can say it."
He hugged her there, for a long time, "San, don't cry, please. You didn't cry for mum. Don't cry for him."
As San started to waken from her dream, it started to get fuzzy. "Hey. How are you feeling?" She could see a slight outline of Janet Frasier, slowly come into focus.
"Good." She took a breath, and looked around. She was in the infirmary, "What happened?"
Janet handed her a glass of water, she accepted it, "You fainted, and started doing weird things as everyone put it, on the way back."
"When was that?"
"About an hour ago."
San remembered her dream, "Do you know what the problem is?"
"No. We've run as many tests as we could, but so far nothing has come through to give us a hint of what's wrong."
At her words San shivered, 'It can't be.' She thought. "Do you know if I'm going to be alright?"
The doctor looked at her with a worried expression, "I'm not sure San. At the moment your condition is unknown."
She looked downhearted, "Everyone who's unknown always dies." She bent her head.
Janet sat down beside her, and grabbed her hand, "San, that's not true." San looked up at her, and the doctor gave her a reassuring smile, "I'm sure you'll be fine."
San gave her smile to say 'nice try, but I know the truth', "Thanks Janet."
Janet went into her office, where SG-1 was waiting, "I've taken some tests, and so far nothing."
Jack looked at her bewildered, "Nothing?"
She shook her head, "Nothing, Sir. I'm still waiting for some results, but nothing."
Suddenly they heard a scrambling outside, "Let me in! You sonofabitch! Let me in!"
Jack looked at the rest of them, "I'll go." He left the office, walked through the infirmary and to the door, there Jonas and the two airmen were scrambling. Jack coughed to get their attention, "Excuse me." The two men with the boy between them turned around.
"You go damn sonofabotith! Put me on the fuckin' floor!" Jonas yelled.
Jack smiled at the three of them, "Airmen, put him down." In a gruff voice he turned to Jonas, who the two men had ungratefully dropped, "What the hell do you think your doing?"
"My sister is in there, and I want to know what's wrong. You think I'm going to run away through the infirmary! It's wall after wall after wall! There's no way out!" By this time he had walked up to Jack, they were face to face. Jack was seeing how big Jonas was for the first time, he was tall, just a few inches shorter then himself. He was strong, if the boy wanted to get through Jack could stop him, but not without injury to himself.
Now that he had sized him up, he decided to take this casually. By the sounds of what happened earlier both kids knew him well, and they could use that to their advantage, Jack knew nothing of them. He took a step back, and laughed lightly, "Only was out is through this door, and if I'm in here they got tie me down, there is any way out of here."
Jack received a saucy smile from the youngster, quite like his own, "Move old man, and let me in. I'll bring you down and rip you to pieces."
Jack had had enough, time to get mean, "Alright! You're done! I know you want to see your sister! It can wait! She's sick, we don't know what the hell is wrong with her!"
Jonas blinked and shook his head, and looked bewildered, and a little confused, he then said in a small voice, "Look I just want to see her. Please."
With that Jack stepped a side he didn't know why, sometimes you just needed to. The boy walked in, "Hey San."
