I opened my laptop to start writing this chapter and had the pleasant
surprise of finding it already complete. As a result it has been posted
sooner than I expected it to be so.enjoy, and feel free to tell me whether
you do or not. (hint, hint.review please()
Oh, and an explanation for my comment about the new Harry Potter book. When I said it was horrible I didn't mean it was horrible. I have read all the books numerous times and I love them. What I meant was it was horrible the way the person who died, died and it seemed a bit pointless to me, especially since I really liked the character. I think more could have been done with the character had they not died. But I expect J.K.Rowling has a good reason.
I hope that wasn't too vague but I didn't want to spoil it for anyoe who hasn't read the book.
Back to the point though.
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Wake Up Call
Chapter 11
He jogged backwards towards the 'gate, returning fire on the approaching Jaffa. Sam was at his side doing the same. Daniel was supposed to be dialling home. Jack risked a glance back and saw Daniel punching in Earths address, Teal'c stood nest to the DHD protecting him.
"Hurry up Daniel," he yelled over the thundering noise that filled the courtyard.
"I am," he shouted back.
The 'gate whooshed to life and Daniel started up the stone stairs. Teal'c followed, still firing on the Jaffa. Daniel was the first through, diving into the shimmering pool. Teal'c stood waiting at the top of the steps, firing his staff weapon and successfully wiping out the first wave of Jaffa. They were almost there.
A sharp cry immediately caught Jack's attention. He span around looking for Sam who had been beside him. Everything happened in slow motion. He was vaguely aware of watching Sam's body crash backwards into the dirt. Her head thudded as it hit the first hard stone step.
"Sam!" He cried again, collapsing to his knees beside her. Shock and disbelief were etched on his face.
Burnt flesh showed through the tattered cloth covering her usually pale stomach. He reached out tentatively.
He looked back towards the Jaffa who he presumed had shot her. He was falling to the ground, his weapon still pointed. There was a hole in his chest from a staff weapon blast.
"O'Neill!" Teal'c shouted still firing as a fresh wave of Jaffa advanced.
Jack pulled her prone body into his arms, clutching her desperately.
"O'Neill!" Teal'c repeated firing and hitting one of the closest Jaffa.
He looked up and the world rushed back into focus, sound reclaiming the silence that had filled his mind. Teal'c was beside him, still shooting.
"O'Neill!" Teal'cs insistent yell sounded once more.
"Right," he acknowledged quietly, picking her up carefully.
He steadied her and headed up the stairs quickly while Teal'c provided cover.
*****
"Help, help, I need help," Jack yelled, stumbling through the 'gate and once more falling to his knees clutching Sam to his chest.
"Close the iris!" Teal'c ordered as he landed on the ramp.
It clunked shut and Daniel rushed forwards from where he had been waiting. His voice blended into the other background noises as he too fell to his knees on the ramp.
"Help," Jack croaked, helplessly.
Jacob was talking to him, shouting. Someone was prying Sam from his arms. They succeeded. Jack looked up. Sam was lying on a stretcher. He watched Janet check her pulse. Somebody else ripped her blood soaked T-shirt off. Janet shouted instructions to her team; she was fighting back tears as she shocked Sam and then began CPR. The gurney began to move and Jack followed weakly.
They crashed into the infirmary. Janet was still yelling instructions.
"What's happening?" Jack shouted frantically, "you have to help her, please!"
Janet ignored him. Jack pushed forwards, trying to get to Sam. He was pushed back by strong arms.
"Somebody get him out of here!" Janet shouted desperately.
He was grabbed and pulled towards the door. He fought but the male nurses dragged him out, sympathetic looks on their faces. They disappeared back into the infirmary leaving him alone. He slid down the wall he'd been leaning on until he hit the floor, shock taking over his body. His ears strained to pick up the muffled sounds from within the room.
A hand was on his shoulder. He looked up. The General was standing over him. Daniel was crouched at his side asking if he was ok. He ignored him, still listening to the desperate cries from within the room.
"Charge 360!" Fraser's voice shouted, "Clear!"
The noise stopped, silence took over. Jack looked up at the doors and realised that silence was worse. The noise had been strangely comforting; at least there had still been a chance. Panic rose in him. He stood up smoothly. The seconds ticked by very slowly, he waited.
The door opened and they all looked up at Janet's tear stained face. She moved past Daniel and Teal'c, even the General until she reached Jack and Jacob. Jack focused his attention on the doctor, his wife's best friend. She was trying to look professional but her trembling body failed her.
"No," he heard Jacob whisper, "not my baby."
"I'm sorry," she said through the sobs that now wracked her body, "the wound was just too severe. I."
Daniel wrapped his arm around the tiny woman. Jack pushed past them into the infirmary. Jacob followed closely.
Sam lay on the bed, tubes sticking out from her mouth and arms. Somebody had placed a sheet over her body, covering the messy wound Jack knew was there. It would be in his nightmares. Charred flesh. Blood. Broken ribs, glistening spine.
He touched her face gently, brushing aside her hair. He ran her thumb over her lips. His finger tips trailed down her neck and onto her collarbone. They had taken off her T-shirt to treat her. The only thing between him and the hole in her chest was the thin white sheet.
Jacob was crying quietly behind him. Jack listened to the soft sobs and mumbled prayers but his own tears were gone. They had been replaced by a firm resolve and a pulsating anger.
"You've killed your own daughter Jacob," he said softly, he knew it was irrational but he couldn't think about that. It had to be someone's fault.
Part of him didn't want to believe it. He didn't want to believe her flesh was cold with death.
"Jacob and I share the loss," Selmac answered, "and we share the guilt for asking you to attempt this mission."
Jack looked at the Tok'ra. He turned his back and walked away. The Tok'ra followed again.
Outside Janet still stood in Daniels arms. Tears shone in General Hammond's eyes. Daniel cried openly. Teal'c stood stoically as he always did but his face was softened by grief.
"Jack," Hammond began, "Jacob. I'm sorry."
The anger that had been simmering inside him erupted.
"Sorry!" He shouted, "Sorry! She's dead!"
He didn't stop to register the shock on his friend's faces, the sympathy and grief. He was lost in his own grief.
"I want to go back and kill that bitch!" He told the General.
"I can't let you do that son," the General said quietly, "you barely made it back this time. I can't let you go back."
"I thought you might say that," Jack said, pulling his gun.
He grabbed Jacob violently, holding his hands securely behind his back and pointing the gun at his head.
"Stand back," he warned.
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Sorry about my babbling authors note at the beginning of the chapter but I thought I should explain that I'm really a big fan of Harry Potter anyway, feel free to review please.
Just press the little button.
`GO` on you know you want to.
Please.
Pretty please.
Oh, and an explanation for my comment about the new Harry Potter book. When I said it was horrible I didn't mean it was horrible. I have read all the books numerous times and I love them. What I meant was it was horrible the way the person who died, died and it seemed a bit pointless to me, especially since I really liked the character. I think more could have been done with the character had they not died. But I expect J.K.Rowling has a good reason.
I hope that wasn't too vague but I didn't want to spoil it for anyoe who hasn't read the book.
Back to the point though.
*********************************************************************
Wake Up Call
Chapter 11
He jogged backwards towards the 'gate, returning fire on the approaching Jaffa. Sam was at his side doing the same. Daniel was supposed to be dialling home. Jack risked a glance back and saw Daniel punching in Earths address, Teal'c stood nest to the DHD protecting him.
"Hurry up Daniel," he yelled over the thundering noise that filled the courtyard.
"I am," he shouted back.
The 'gate whooshed to life and Daniel started up the stone stairs. Teal'c followed, still firing on the Jaffa. Daniel was the first through, diving into the shimmering pool. Teal'c stood waiting at the top of the steps, firing his staff weapon and successfully wiping out the first wave of Jaffa. They were almost there.
A sharp cry immediately caught Jack's attention. He span around looking for Sam who had been beside him. Everything happened in slow motion. He was vaguely aware of watching Sam's body crash backwards into the dirt. Her head thudded as it hit the first hard stone step.
"Sam!" He cried again, collapsing to his knees beside her. Shock and disbelief were etched on his face.
Burnt flesh showed through the tattered cloth covering her usually pale stomach. He reached out tentatively.
He looked back towards the Jaffa who he presumed had shot her. He was falling to the ground, his weapon still pointed. There was a hole in his chest from a staff weapon blast.
"O'Neill!" Teal'c shouted still firing as a fresh wave of Jaffa advanced.
Jack pulled her prone body into his arms, clutching her desperately.
"O'Neill!" Teal'c repeated firing and hitting one of the closest Jaffa.
He looked up and the world rushed back into focus, sound reclaiming the silence that had filled his mind. Teal'c was beside him, still shooting.
"O'Neill!" Teal'cs insistent yell sounded once more.
"Right," he acknowledged quietly, picking her up carefully.
He steadied her and headed up the stairs quickly while Teal'c provided cover.
*****
"Help, help, I need help," Jack yelled, stumbling through the 'gate and once more falling to his knees clutching Sam to his chest.
"Close the iris!" Teal'c ordered as he landed on the ramp.
It clunked shut and Daniel rushed forwards from where he had been waiting. His voice blended into the other background noises as he too fell to his knees on the ramp.
"Help," Jack croaked, helplessly.
Jacob was talking to him, shouting. Someone was prying Sam from his arms. They succeeded. Jack looked up. Sam was lying on a stretcher. He watched Janet check her pulse. Somebody else ripped her blood soaked T-shirt off. Janet shouted instructions to her team; she was fighting back tears as she shocked Sam and then began CPR. The gurney began to move and Jack followed weakly.
They crashed into the infirmary. Janet was still yelling instructions.
"What's happening?" Jack shouted frantically, "you have to help her, please!"
Janet ignored him. Jack pushed forwards, trying to get to Sam. He was pushed back by strong arms.
"Somebody get him out of here!" Janet shouted desperately.
He was grabbed and pulled towards the door. He fought but the male nurses dragged him out, sympathetic looks on their faces. They disappeared back into the infirmary leaving him alone. He slid down the wall he'd been leaning on until he hit the floor, shock taking over his body. His ears strained to pick up the muffled sounds from within the room.
A hand was on his shoulder. He looked up. The General was standing over him. Daniel was crouched at his side asking if he was ok. He ignored him, still listening to the desperate cries from within the room.
"Charge 360!" Fraser's voice shouted, "Clear!"
The noise stopped, silence took over. Jack looked up at the doors and realised that silence was worse. The noise had been strangely comforting; at least there had still been a chance. Panic rose in him. He stood up smoothly. The seconds ticked by very slowly, he waited.
The door opened and they all looked up at Janet's tear stained face. She moved past Daniel and Teal'c, even the General until she reached Jack and Jacob. Jack focused his attention on the doctor, his wife's best friend. She was trying to look professional but her trembling body failed her.
"No," he heard Jacob whisper, "not my baby."
"I'm sorry," she said through the sobs that now wracked her body, "the wound was just too severe. I."
Daniel wrapped his arm around the tiny woman. Jack pushed past them into the infirmary. Jacob followed closely.
Sam lay on the bed, tubes sticking out from her mouth and arms. Somebody had placed a sheet over her body, covering the messy wound Jack knew was there. It would be in his nightmares. Charred flesh. Blood. Broken ribs, glistening spine.
He touched her face gently, brushing aside her hair. He ran her thumb over her lips. His finger tips trailed down her neck and onto her collarbone. They had taken off her T-shirt to treat her. The only thing between him and the hole in her chest was the thin white sheet.
Jacob was crying quietly behind him. Jack listened to the soft sobs and mumbled prayers but his own tears were gone. They had been replaced by a firm resolve and a pulsating anger.
"You've killed your own daughter Jacob," he said softly, he knew it was irrational but he couldn't think about that. It had to be someone's fault.
Part of him didn't want to believe it. He didn't want to believe her flesh was cold with death.
"Jacob and I share the loss," Selmac answered, "and we share the guilt for asking you to attempt this mission."
Jack looked at the Tok'ra. He turned his back and walked away. The Tok'ra followed again.
Outside Janet still stood in Daniels arms. Tears shone in General Hammond's eyes. Daniel cried openly. Teal'c stood stoically as he always did but his face was softened by grief.
"Jack," Hammond began, "Jacob. I'm sorry."
The anger that had been simmering inside him erupted.
"Sorry!" He shouted, "Sorry! She's dead!"
He didn't stop to register the shock on his friend's faces, the sympathy and grief. He was lost in his own grief.
"I want to go back and kill that bitch!" He told the General.
"I can't let you do that son," the General said quietly, "you barely made it back this time. I can't let you go back."
"I thought you might say that," Jack said, pulling his gun.
He grabbed Jacob violently, holding his hands securely behind his back and pointing the gun at his head.
"Stand back," he warned.
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Sorry about my babbling authors note at the beginning of the chapter but I thought I should explain that I'm really a big fan of Harry Potter anyway, feel free to review please.
Just press the little button.
`GO` on you know you want to.
Please.
Pretty please.