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Teal'c ran through the forest at full speed. He had learned enough to know the storms were unpredictable, and he needed to rejoin his companions before the storm raged again. He came upon their camp site, barely pausing to acknowledge the devastation. A cry of thunder did catch his attention, and he looked to a darkening sky that promised more severe weather soon. He quickly made his way to the caves where he hoped his friends had taken refuge. "Doctor Fraiser?" he called out, not wanting to surprise the smaller woman.

"Teal'c?" He heard her answer from inside the cave and soon met him at the entrance, a relieved smile on her face. "It's good to see you Teal'c. I was starting to get worried when I couldn't raise you on the radio."

"I believe interference from the storm is rendering the radios inoperative," he told her, reaching to undo his pack. "Major Carter?"

"She's here, but she's getting worse," she told him as she led him into the cave. The fire felt good and he relished it's warmth until he noticed the prone figure on the other side. "She developed pneumonia," Janet answered his unasked question, "probably from our jaunt through the rain. I don't have the right supplies with me, not that I would be much use anyway."

Teal'c glanced back at his teammate. "I must ask your forgiveness," he said quietly. "I was not vigilant and caused harm to yourself and Major Carter."

"It's not your fault," she insisted, after realizing he was talking to her. "You were on the other side of the forest. If anything it's my fault. I didn't even see the storm until you pointed it out. If I was paying attention we would have had everything here before the storm even got close." Teal'c made a move to interrupt her, but she stopped him before he could. "Look, I'm blaming myself, you're blaming yourself, and we're both telling each other it's not your fault. Let's just concentrate on what we do now, okay?"

"Very well," he conceded, willing to let the matter drop for now.

"Have you seen the clearing?" Janet asked, quickly changing topics.

"I have. Nothing we brought remains."

"What about the Glider?" Janet asked.

"Several trees have toppled on it; however I do not know the full extent of the damage."

"I was able to throw most of our stuff into the Glider." She looked deep into his eyes. "We need supplies Teal'c."

"I shall retrieve them." She walked him to the mouth of the cave, jumping as another rumble of thunder could be heard in the distance.

"Be careful Teal'c," she told him, almost ready to insist he stay in the safety of the caves, "I don't think this storm's done with us yet." Teal'c nodded his agreement, but would not falter on his mission. The doctor needed supplies to care for their friend. He would get those supplies or die trying.

He made good time to the clearing. The wind started picking up, and there were light showers, but nothing near the intensity of the earlier storms. He quickly disposed of the branches covering the ship. Amazingly, the Glider appeared to escape the storms unscathed, aside from the a few dents where trees toppled onto it. He forced the canopy open, marveling at what he saw inside. Dr. Fraiser had obviously been storing supplies inside the ship well before the storm hit. He could see the neat stacks mixed with hastily thrown in items. Grabbing the items they would need the most, he quickly made his way back to the caves. "Dr. Fraiser," he called as he approached. "Some of the supplies were destroyed by the storm; however I was able to retrieve many more."

Janet again met him at the entrance. She began cataloging the items as he unloaded, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the IV equipment. Grabbing a bag of saline, she expertly hooked up the IV, hoping to get a handle on her latest development. She also grabbed some antibiotics, injecting them into the new IV line. With her patient taken care of as much as possible, she turned to see what else Teal'c brought. Blankets, clothes, food, and the rest of the medical supplies filled the rest of his pack. "Teal'c," she exclaimed when he headed for the entrance again, "you can't go back out there. You barely made it back before the storm hit again."

"We require more supplies," he told her as he headed toward the mouth of the cave.

"This will hold us until the storm passes," she insisted. "If you go out there now you might not make it back."

"I will endure," he replied.

"I won't!" she yelled. He stopped and turned to face her. "God Teal'c, I don't know what I'm doing here. Please don't leave me alone." She turned her back on him, desperate to hide the tears that started falling from her eyes. She tried to stop them, but the stress of the last few days caught up with her. Teal'c, unused to seeing this display from the strong doctor, was dumbfounded. He put a comforting hand on her shoulder, shocked when she put her arms around him and sobbed into his chest. He hid his puzzlement well, and held her while she wept.
After a few minutes, she pulled herself together and silently went back to Sam.

Teal'c stood there for a few minutes, before sitting by the fire. They sat in uncomfortable silence for hours. Teal'c eventually grabbed a couple of MREs and began warming them up. When they were warm, he grabbed them and headed toward the two women. "Dr. Fraiser."

"Teal'c?" She looked up at him, giving him a little smile when she saw what he brought. "Thank you." She began picking at her food, unenthusiastically nibbling at the meal. "Teal'c," she said, dropping her fork, "I need to apologize for earlier."

"There is no need," he quickly assured her. He looked down at the unconscious woman between them. Sam was restless, jerking and moaning in time with her fever induced nightmare. "How is she?"

"Not good," Janet admitted. "The IV is helping, but I'm almost out of saline. I'm almost out of everything. If I can't beat this thing before I run out of supplies…" she left her sentence hanging, not ready to admit defeat. "Teal'c, we need to get off this planet. What about the palace?"

"I do not believe that would be wise. Major Carter warned us against returning to the palace."

"The vault, Teal'c," Janet argued. "Sam said the vault would trigger an alarm, not the palace."

"Either way, the more time we spend near the village, the more likely the villagers will notice our presence. I believe they will hunt us down and kill us if we are discovered."

"Okay, no palace." Janet thought for a moment. "We can't dial out, but can the SGC still dial in?"

"I believe so, however the SGC will not send aid until they know Major Carter has been removed from the path of the vortex."

"But what if they knew," she thought out loud. "Is there any way to contact the SGC, tell them the gate's clear and we're stranded?"

"The Glider has a radio, but it would take several years to reach Earth and there is no way to ensure it would not be intercepted by the Goa'uld."

"Which brings us back to the possible radio in the palace we don't want to go into." Janet sighed in defeat.

"There is another option you have not considered, Doctor Fraiser." Teal'c told her. She looked at him, confused. "Major Carter can repair the Gate when she is sufficiently recovered."

"No," Janet argued, "she's too weak."

"Perhaps," Teal'c agreed, "but when she is stronger she will be determined to repair the Stargate."

"Either way, we're not going to be doing anything just yet," Janet said, motioning to the cave entrance and the storm that was still raging outside.

"Indeed." Teal'c examined the doctor. "You should rest."

"I'm fine. I took some cat naps here and there."

"You will be no use to Major Carter if you make yourself ill. The storm is growing in intensity. Refresh yourself and I shall watch over Major Carter." Janet started to protest, but stopped when a yawn came out of her mouth instead. She minutely nodded and shuffled to the other side of the fire. Within seconds she was asleep.

He watched her for a few minutes before taking her place at his friend's side. Dr. Fraiser had been attempting to lower Sam's temperature with a bowl of water and a piece of cloth. Teal'c grabbed the cloth and began doing the same. At the unexpected coolness, Sam opened her fevered eyes to look at him. "Teal'c."

A relieved smile flittered across his face. "Major Carter."

"Home?" she asked quietly.

"Soon. Drink," he ordered as he brought a canteen to her lips. She took a few sips before closing her eyes. "You must rest and regain your strength," he told her, softly bathing her face again. She nodded faintly and Teal'c continued to soothe her until her breathing evened out. Wetting the cloth again, he folded it and laid it across her brow.

Leaving her side, he went to the cave entrance. The storm was back in full force, the dark clouds snuffing out the noonday sun. The wind was howling again, the rain falling down in waves. Donning his rain gear, he went outside and grabbed more wood, getting thoroughly drenched in the short time it took. He laid the wet logs to dry and put the last of the dry logs on the fire. Soon the fire was blazing strong again. Unable to do more, he returned to Sam's side and placed himself in a light state of Kelno'reem.

A small moan brought him out of his meditation. Looking around, he quickly saw his friend's sleep was disturbed. He was at her side in a second. Sam's eyes were wide but unseeing, caught in her own nightmare, her weakened body flailing around. Feeling her forehead, he realized her fever had substantially increased. "Doctor Fraiser," he barked.

Janet's eyes jerked open at the alarm in his voice. She was at his side as soon as she realized what was happening. "Teal'c, you need to hold her down," she told him as she reached for the thermometer. Sticking it on Sam's forehead, she helped Teal'c still the jerky movements of her friend. A few seconds later she checked the reading, cursing the result. "Her fever's spiking." She looked at Teal'c. "Do we have any alcohol?"

"I believe so." He left to search their supplies and Janet took over holding Sam down, noticing absently her leg wound had reopened. Teal'c returned a few minutes later, holding a bottle in his hands. Janet was dismayed to see it was barely half full.

"Teal'c I need a clean cloth." He quickly grabbed one of his spare shirts, ripping the material to shreds. Meanwhile Janet stripped Sam's shirt off, the need to cool her body once again overcoming her modesty. She quickly changed out the spent bag of saline, praying she could get Sam's temperature down before she ran out. Teal'c handed her the requested cloth and watched as she carefully poured the alcohol on it before rubbing it on Sam's face and chest. "I'm trying to get her temperature down with the alcohol," she explained to Teal'c. "I need you to keep her as still as possible. And see if you can stop the bleeding on her leg."

Teal'c nodded his understanding, and wrapped another piece of the torn shirt around her thigh, grimacing at Sam's moan when he pulled the material tight. For the next hour he and Janet worked to break Sam's fever. He would hold her when she jerked and fought back, while Janet continued to rub the damp cloth over her friend's skin. Sam's energy would fade, her stilted movements halting temporarily only to return a few minutes later. When the alcohol was almost depleted, Janet grabbed the thermometer again. "Damn," she cursed when she got the reading a few minutes later. "This isn't working. Is there any more alcohol?"

"There is not," Teal'c stated.

"Take over," she ordered, thrusting the cloth and the nearly empty bottle into his hands. He grabbed the items as she ran over to their supplies. She searched through every pocket, desperately searching for anything that could help and finding nothing. Resigned to her uselessness, she felt all her strength leave. Sinking to the ground, she numbly stared into the fire.

"Doctor Fraiser," Teal'c called after her when she didn't return immediately. Getting no reply, he glanced behind him, shocked at what he saw. "Doctor Fraiser?"

"I shouldn't have come here Teal'c," she finally replied.

"To what are you referring?" he asked, returning his attention to his teammate.

"Sam. I came to keep her safe, but I can't even help her."

"As O'Neill says, she is not deceased at this time."

"You don't get it Teal'c. I'm out of supplies. I can't help her in any way. I've been useless this entire time, and now when my skills are needed the most I can't help." Teal'c looked at her, shocked at her sharp words. He recognized the depression the woman had fallen into, battling the same feeling himself. He left his stricken teammate to go sit beside Janet, determined to bring her out of her depression.

"Doctor Fraiser, Samantha Carter is alive due to your ministrations." Catching her off guard, she looked at him in confusion. "Had you not been present, I believe she would be dead now."

"Anyone could have done what I did," she dismissed.

"I could not," he countered.

"If didn't insist on coming with you, you would have had the Gate working again and Sam would be safe in the infirmary."

"I disagree. Major Carter is one of a select few who have enough technical skill to correct problems associated with the Stargate. Had you remained at the SGC it is likely Jonas Quinn would have accompanied me. Jonas Quinn has neither the technical skills to repair the Stargate nor sufficient medical skills to ensure Major Carter's survival to this point. Samantha Carter is alive due to your ministrations," he repeated.

"I should have planned for this," she said in a soft voice. "I should have planned for everything."

"As I should have," he replied just as quietly. "But Major Carter cannot afford either of our self doubts." She nodded, a new sense of fortitude rising to the surface. "What must be done to save Major Carter's life?"

"We have to bring her temperature down," she replied automatically, "but we don't have any supplies here to do that with. We can't go anywhere to get help because of the storm and…" Her voice trailed off as she stared at the storm raging outside before glancing back to Sam and then returning her gaze outside.

"Doctor Fraiser?" Teal'c inquired.

"I have an idea," she said quickly, "but it's risky. Have you ever heard of an ice bath?"

"I have not," he replied.

"It's an older method of treating patients with high fevers. A tub would be filled with cold water and ice, and the patient would be submerged until their temperature dropped. It is quite a shock to the system and has since been replaced by gentler ways of lowering a fever, but it is still used in extreme cases."

"So we require water," Teal'c said, getting an inkling of her idea.

"No, any cold medium will work." She pointed to the storm. "We were nearly hypothermic by the time we reached the cave." She looked back at the Jaffa. "There are several factors to consider Teal'c. Her weakened system might not be able to cope with the shock. This could kill her rather than save her."

"And if we do nothing she will surely die." Janet nodded in agreement. Teal'c bent down to pick up his friend. "Remain here."

"No," she stopped him. "I have to go too." He nodded and together they headed for the entrance. "Make sure she gets back inside," Janet told him as they stepped into the storm.

They didn't take her far, just a few feet away from the cave where the full effect of the storm could be felt. She started struggling in Teal'c's arms, valiantly resisting to the point she almost freed herself. He had no choice to put her down, but Janet was unwilling to let her lie on the cold wet floor. She sat down on the ground, motioning for Teal'c to lay the scientist in her lap. She continued to struggle until she suddenly quieted. Janet put her hand on Sam's forehead, checking her temperature and ignoring her own shivering hand. After a few minutes she motioned for Teal'c to take her back inside. He gently scooped her up and returned her to the cave, laying her on the sleeping bag before he realized Janet had not followed him. Rushing back out he found her in the same spot she was before. Pulling her into his arms, he carried her back into the cave, putting her down near the fire. He threw some logs on the fire and bundled her into one of the emergency blankets, disheartened by the blue tinge to her skin. Her eyes opened and locked on his, her mouth trying to get some words out. Teal'c leaned close to hear her. "Watch her," she managed to say before she fell into unconsciousness.