For disclaimer and warnings see part 0/1.

"Dr. Fraiser." The gentle voice jerked Janet out of her slumber. She opened her eyes and focused her attention on Teal'c.

"Yes," she began, pausing when the events of the last few days caught up with her. "Is it Sam?" she asked, frantically looking around.

"Major Carter's condition remains unchanged," Teal'c told her, pointing to the prone form next to her. Janet calmed down as she started to remember the last night. She sat up with Sam all night, using water and a cloth to bring her temperature down and hoping she would show some sign of awareness. She had pushed her tiredness aside until the morning when Teal'c insisted she get some rest. Not willing to leave her friend just yet, Janet had dropped down beside her and slept.

"What is it?" she asked, leveling herself into a sitting position and grimacing when her muscles protested.

"A storm approaches," he replied, handing her a cup of coffee. Janet looked in the direction he indicated and could see several dark clouds on the horizon. "I believe we should construct a shelter to protect us."

"What do you need me to do?"

"I require no assistance at this time, however I do not believe the camp should be left unguarded." She nodded in understanding. "I need to venture into the forest to gather materials."

"I'll take care of Sam," she told him. "You just go and get whatever you need." He nodded and went into the forest, pausing just before the tree line. "I'll be fine Teal'c," she told him. She looked down at her friend and added with a more determined tone, "We will be fine." He nodded again and quickly disappeared into the woods.

Teal'c allowed his mind to wander as he gathered materials. Being stranded was not a situation he had foreseen. He had no doubt Major Carter could repair the Stargate when she became well again, but he was unsure when that would happen. He also had absolute trust in Dr. Fraiser's ability to care for his teammate. She would do everything in her power to heal Major Carter, even neglect her own needs as she did last night. He could not allow that to continue. He had to protect Dr. Fraiser, even from herself, so she could protect Major Carter.

He also knew he would need to protect them both from the dangers of this world. The villagers had not attacked yet, but Teal'c wasn't foolish enough to believe they would be left alone. Whether their presence was unknown or they were merely preparing their forces Teal'c was unsure. He could only hope their luck would hold until they found a way off this planet.

Bringing several thick branches back to the clearing, he was unsurprised to find Dr. Fraiser administrating to Major Carter. "Have some lunch Teal'c," she said, pointing to the fire and a couple of MREs that were warming nearby. He grabbed both pouches of food and handed one to the Doctor. She smiled at him and gratefully accepted the food.

"How is Major Carter," he asked.

"Better," she replied. "She's starting to respond to stimuli. She was moaning and jerking when I changed her bandages." She paused before continuing in a quiet voice. "I hate causing her pain, but at least I know she's in there."

"Indeed," Teal'c acknowledged. He took a minute to look at her. Her skin, while still red, did not look as pale anymore. He noticed the doctor had removed her boots and socks and had again uncovered as much of her skin as possible. He gently lifted her hand and held it, relieved when she weakly returned the pressure momentarily.

"We'll need to find a water source." Teal'c nodded.

"I shall locate one," he said, grabbing the empty canteens and heading into the forest again. While he searched he realized he must also provide for his friends. While Major Carter had demonstrated her survival skills many times in the past, he did not think Dr. Fraiser acquired the same skills. He began to mentally catalog their supplies. Water was their main concern for the moment, but Teal'c was confident he would be able to locate a water supply. Food would be another concern. While they had packed extra food for their long journey, they did not have enough for an extended stay on the planet. They would need to start rationing soon, possibly start foraging and hunting in the forest. Finding a small stream, Teal'c put that thought out of his mind. He still had plenty of time to worry about food.

Teal'c quickly filled the canteens and headed back to camp. Janet had been gathering firewood. Teal'c nodded his approval. Working together they quickly constructed a basic shelter. They quickly moved their supplies inside before gently moving Sam. A few minutes later the storm arrived. Light rain covered them, but thankfully their shelter held out. Janet was amazed how much the temperature dropped when the clouds blocked the sun. Teal'c built the fire up to compensate and Janet was thankful for the warmth it provided.

The next day progressed much like the first. Showers continued to fall throughout the day, the sun breaking in for a few hours before being blocked out again. Teal'c spent the day fortifying their shelter, venturing out in between the storms for more branches and firewood. Janet continued to care for Sam, who was enduring the weather changes better than expected. She also began purifying the water Teal'c brought.

She had been using a lot of water on Sam, cleaning her wounds several times already. She fervently hoped she could keep the infection at bay if she kept the wounds as clean as possible. It was working so far. Her temperature had decreased. Her blood pressure and pulse had increased, and she decided to save the last bag of blood for an emergency. She had also decided to save the last few bags of saline. She had been successful in trickling some water down the Major's throat and decided to remove the IV after the current bag of saline was used. She thought Sam would be regaining consciousness soon. When she did, she would be able to sip water, not needing the IV to help hydrate her.

By the time night came again, they had a fairly decent routine worked out. They were both tired from the work they had done over the last few days. They listlessly heated and ate two MREs before dividing up the watch, Teal'c taking the first watch and leaving Janet the second. Janet crawled into her sleeping bag and was asleep before her head hit the ground.

SG1SG1SG1SG1

"Good morning, Dr. Fraiser," Teal'c called out when he saw the doctor emerge from her sleeping bag.

"You didn't wake me for my watch."

"I did not." He poured a cup of coffee for her.

"Why?" she asked, gratefully accepting the offered cup.

"You required rest," he told her.

"So do you," she shot back.

"I was able to place myself in a light state of Kelno'reem. I am energized."

"Alright," she accepted, "but next time let me do my share."

"Very well." Teal'c nodded and Janet let the subject drop with a shake of her head. "How is Major Carter?"

"Let me check." She drained her cup and headed over to her friend, Teal'c following close behind. After a quick check she answered him. "Her temperature is down a bit, and her skin is no longer clammy. I think the danger of heat stroke has passed, but the possibility of infection still concerns me. My medical supplies are quickly running out. If a serious infection takes hold…" She let the unfinished sentence drop. She turned to Teal'c. "We need to get home. Do you think you can get the DHD working?"

"It is unlikely," he admitted. "Although I have tried to increase my knowledge of Goa'uld technology, I do not have enough understanding to repair the DHD."

"What about the Glider?" she asked. "You can fly back to Earth and tell them the way is clear."

"That journey would require several days to complete," he stated.

"I can look after myself," she told him, guessing why he was reluctant to leave.

"Of that I have no doubt," he reassured her, "however I believe we should explore other options first.

"Like what?"

"I will infiltrate the palace of Saroon," he stated, referring to the cause of all their trouble. "I believe he is in possession of a Goa'uld long range communication device. Once I find it, I will be able to contact the Tok'ra who can relay a message to the SGC. They can then send a rescue party."

"Sounds good to me, Teal'c. The sooner we can get out of here…" she was interrupted by a small whisper.

"No." They both looked down. Sam's eyes were moving behind her lids, her mouth moving though little sound was coming out.

"Major Carter." Teal'c couldn't stop the relief in his voice. Sam licked her lips to moisten them. When she spoke again, her voice was slightly stronger.

"Teal'… no p'lace… vault alar… 'illagers…" She was able to force her eyes open and locked gazed with Teal'c before her eyes rolled back in her head.

"What was she saying?" Janet asked.

"I am unsure," Teal'c replied, "but we have little choice."

"Just be careful," Janet told him as he reached for his pack. He nodded as he kneeled next to his teammate. Knowing Teal'c needed a moment alone with Sam, Janet casually walked around the Glider. She gave them a few minutes before returning. "I'll take care of her Teal'c," she told him softly. He nodded before rising to his feet.

"I shall contact you every hour," he promised before leaving the clearing. She stood watching him for a few minutes after he disappeared into the trees. Glancing down at her friend, her knees suddenly buckled and she crashed down next to her friend.

"Look's like it's just us Sam," she told her friend as she grabbed her hand. "What am I going to do?" she asked unconscious friend. She suddenly felt the full weight of their situation, her eyes watering with unshed tears. She resolutely clamped down on her emotions, knowing she couldn't afford to fall apart.

After sitting there for thirty minutes, she decided to stop feeling sorry for herself and do something. Sam was doing better than she expected, which left her free to do other things. Heading toward the Glider, she decided to take stock of her remaining medical supplies. She was running low on IV supplies, down to one bag of blood and three bags of saline. She was also running low on liquid antibiotics, though she didn't dare reduce the amount she was giving Sam quite yet. Hopefully she would be able to start taking pills soon, which would allow Janet to save the few remaining liquid antibiotics, and all the other IV supplies, in case the blonde took a turn for the worst. She also had several pain killers, not needing them before. Now that Sam was more aware, she would need to start using them. She also realized she was running low of sterile bandages, but she could clean and sterilize the soiled gauze if she needed. Figuring she had nothing better to do at the moment, she started some water boiling and gathered up the used bandages.

Cleaning and sterilizing the bandages took most of the morning. By the time she was halfway done, Janet was tired, hungry, and sweating from the heat of the afternoon suns. Deciding she earned a break, she grabbed a food bar and sat down next to her friend. Nibbling on her meal, she noticed Sam was starting to get restless.

"Sam," she said softly when she saw her eyes flickering under her lids. Sam only moaned in response. "Come on Sam. Open your eyes." They opened briefly, only to close again in the bright light. Janet moved to partially shade her friend. Sam's eyes opened again and she struggled to focus on the form in front of her.

"Jan," she mumbled softly after a second. She instinctively tried to sit up, only to be stopped abruptly by Janet.

"Don't move Sam," Janet ordered, ecstatic at her friend's response. Sam immediately stopped shifting. "Drink," Janet ordered again, grabbing the canteen and holding it to Sam's lips. Not wanting to make her sick, the doctor took it away after a few sips. "How do you feel?"

"Fine," Sam answered automatically. Janet looked at her skeptically and she quickly amended her statement. "Not so fine."

"I'm not surprised. What do you remember?"

"The firefight at the Gate." She closed her eyes, willing the memories to return. "I was hit. They were dragging me somewhere and then… it's all blurry. I'm tired," she admitted, feeling exhausted after only a few minutes.

"Are you in pain?" she asked quietly. Sam nodded. She quickly prepared a shot of morphine, expertly injecting Sam. She watched as Sam's body relaxed, the morphine quickly taking effect. Soon Sam was sleeping peacefully. Janet, content to stay there for a while, jumped when her radio came to life.

"Dr. Fraiser. Do you copy?"

"I'm here Teal'c," she said, moving to the other side of the campsite so she didn't disturb her friend.

"I am within visual range of the village," he reported. "It does not appear our presence is known, however I wish to study the village and ascertain their threat level. Are you in danger?"

"No. We're fine." She paused for a minute before continuing. "Sam woke up for a minute."

"That is good news." Janet could hear the smile in his voice. "I shall keep you informed of my progress."

"Okay, just be careful, Teal'c. Good luck." She signed off and returned to her patient. Sam was sleeping peacefully and Janet did not want to disturb her. Instead she began working around the camp again. She spent the rest of the day dividing her time between Sam and the camp. She gathered firewood and purified water, rushing to Sam whenever the blonde was caught in a nightmare. She also changed her bandages several times. It was during one of these times Sam surfaced again.

"Sam," Janet asked when Sam reacted to her touch. She grabbed her friend securely and helped ease her into consciousness. She struggled against the restraining hands, eventually opening her eyes and focusing on her friend.

"What happened?" she asked after a few minutes.

"You were captured. We came to rescue you." She grabbed the canteen and helped her friend take a sip.

"We," she asked in confusion, looking around the clearing.

"Me and Teal'c." Janet slowly released her, confident the danger had passed.

"Teal'c," she repeated softly, closing her eyes. Memory assaulted her and she jerked them open again. "Teal'c! Where is he?"

"Calm down Sam," Janet ordered, grabbing hold of her friend. Grabbing a pack, she gently propped her friend into a semi upright position. "Teal'c is fine. He's out doing some recon of the village."

"He can't go into the palace. That's how they knew we were here."

"What?"

"They have some sort of alarm," Sam insisted, her strength failing rapidly. "As soon as the vault is open they'll know. You have to tell him Janet. He can't try to get into the vault."

"Okay Sam, I'll tell him. But you need to calm down." Sam nodded, closing her eyes and laying back against the pack, but Janet could tell she was still awake. After a quick conversation with Teal'c, she went over to their supplies. Grabbing what she needed, she returned to her friend. "I told Teal'c. He's going to watch the village before rejoining us."

"Good," Sam mumbled, halfway asleep.

"Sam." Janet was not ready to let her friend go quite yet. Giving her a little jostle, she eventually got her patient to focus on her. "Water?" Sam nodded and Janet helped her sip some of the liquid. "You need to eat something."

"Can't," Sam said, the thought of food sending her stomach churning.

"You need to," Janet ordered in her best doctor tone. Sam eventually gave in, knowing once Janet set her mind to something it was useless to argue with her. Besides, the sooner she appeased the doctor, the sooner she could go back to sleep. "Just applesauce," Janet told her, tearing open a packet, "the gentlest thing we have."

"Yum," she said unenthusiastically. Janet smiled compassionately at her as she forced her to eat. She had to feed Sam since her arms were still immobilized. Sam figured she would at least get some information while she was awake. "Where are we?"

"Still on the planet," Janet told her. "Take these." She pulled out some antibiotic pills when half of the applesauce was gone and helped Sam take them. She could tell her friend was fading fast. She quickly finished feeding her the rest of the applesauce and helped Sam lay down flat. The blonde grimaced as she shifted, struggling to find a comfortable position. "Do you want something for the pain?" Sam gave a minute nod and Janet promptly administered some morphine, watching Sam fade away as the drug took hold. Sitting beside her friend, she felt her own eyes grow heavy. She let herself fall asleep, promising she would finish sterilizing the bandages when she woke up.