Daniel fired, shooting the ground around the soldiers sending debris flying and causing them to change their focus to finding their new enemy. He continued to fire, allowing Jack and Teal'c the distraction they needed to get away from the building. Janet smacked the controls, and as soon as the rings deposited the trio on the deck she shouted to Daniel. "Got 'um!" Then turning to the others, "Put her over there."

"Good thinking there Danny-boy." Jack said as Daniel joined them in the bay. Teal'c placed Sam on the gurney and then moved up front to take them back to the mountain. Jack and Daniel hung back a little so they weren't in the way, but close enough to help if they were needed. The only sound was the steady cutting of cloth.

"Son's of Bitches!" Janet cursed.

"What!" Jack rushed over, and quickly wished he hadn't.

"This was never treated! And look, here and here, it looks like someone was digging in the wound." When Janet wiped at the wound she found it was still slowly oozing blood. "Sir, I need you to check her pulse."

"Fifty-three." Jack said after a few minutes.

"Are you sure?"

"Did it twice."

"Shit!" Janet grabbed the IV supplies and as quickly as she could she inserted it into the inside of Sam's forearm. "Grab the blood and the IV pole."

Jack ran and grabbed it and Janet hooked it up, letting the blood run as fast as it would go. She then moved back to the GSW, it appeared to be only the site of blood loss. Quickly she packed the wound, she wouldn't be able to remove the bullet until they were back at the SGC. Next she turned her attention to the dislocated shoulder, which was easily slipped back into place.

Janet took more time to examine Sam's hands. There were angry red burns that ringed her first two fingers then down across her palm and a two-inch wide burn around her wrist.

"The chains were electrified and weighted." Jack explained.

"Weighted?"

"Yea. They had her arms pulled out to the side, like a T you know? And the ends were weighted down. I couldn't even budge the weights, 300lbs on each side. She had a hold of the chains, I guess she was trying to keep the weight off her wrists."

"What kind of people are they?" Janet whispered.

"T'ld you they w'r m'nst'rs."

"Sam!"

"Jesus Carter. Don't you know when to stay knocked out?"

"S'ry." Sam took a deep breath and winced. "Um, thanks."

"For what?"

"Rescue. Shoulder." Sam opened her eyes and squinted against the light. "For the blanket you're getting so I'm not lying here naked in front of my CO."

Jack turned quickly and retrieved a blanket. Walking backwards he held it out until Janet took it from him. Once she was covered he turned around again.

"Sorry 'bout that Carter."

"No problem."

"How are you feeling?" Janet asked. She was amazed Sam was conscious. Even more amazed at how rapidly she was becoming lucid, her eyes were clearing and the slur was practically gone.

"I hurt."

"Where."

"Everywhere."

"Sam." Janet's tone was warning.

"I'm serious."

"Do you want something?"

"No. Not until we're back in the SGC." Sam looked around, noticing for the first time where she was. "Is Dad here?"

"No. Apparently the Tok'ra are way busy. But they were kind enough to lend us this nice ship."

"How thoughtful." Sam screwed her eyes shut after a particular breath shot pain through her chest.

"Sam, how well do you heal from injuries this extensive?"

"Badly. Too much blood loss, that's what they were looking to discover. They were going to come close to letting me bleed out, then see how my body coped with the stresses they were putting on it."

"Well they were pretty damn close."

"I know. They finally left to get the doctor when you guys showed up."

"I guess the good news is there were four bags of your blood in the bank, so this transfusion has all those stem cells in it."

"That'll help."

"You keep Carter's blood lying around? That's a little disturbing."

"Because of her physiology we thought it would be best if she donated blood for herself. We've tested to make sure she was compatible, and she was. . ." Janet trailed off and looked down at Sam. "Or did we? What we tested wasn't really your blood was it?"

"Yes it was, by then it was, but I'm a universal donor for a reason."

"So you could swap blood if you were ever in a pinch."

"Yupp."

"Hey! You could have told us she was awake!" Daniel grumbled good-naturedly as he joined them. "We're home. Janet, your team's waiting below us along with General Hammond."

"Wait." Sam said when Janet started to move the gurney. "Could you please make sure this blanket is secure?"

"MajorCarter, it is good to see you awake."

"Thanks. I wish I wasn't though."

Janet finished tucking the blanket under Sam. "Guys you'll have to catch the next set of rings. We all won't fit with the bed."

Jack and Daniel stepped away from the ring platform, and then Teal'c activated them. Once on the ground Janet wheeled Sam over to the general so the guys could join them.

"Doctor, Major." General Hammond greeted them. "I was under the impression you were in critical condition."

"Oh I am." Sam grimaced.

"Major?"

"Sir, Major Carter's lost the majority of her blood. The gunshot wound from the surveillance video was never treated. There are burns on her hands and wrists, dislocated shoulder, and judging by the way she's breathing a few broken ribs."

"I realize I'm not a doctor, but should you be conscious?" Hammond asked.

The seriousness in his voice made Sam burst into laughter. Her ribs protested and her laughter died down quickly.

"Hey!" Jack said as he walked over. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing sir." Sam said, although the huge smile on her face gave her away.

"If you'll excuse us sirs, Sam has a date with the OR." Janet said as her staff wheeled Sam into the Mountain.

"I thought the Stargate brought the unusual sights to our door." Hammond said as he watched the medical team disappear around the corner. "But in all my days I have never had a critically wounded solider laugh and joke with me." Turning his attention to Jack his mood sobered. "How was the retrieval?"

"Smooth sir. We even picked up some home movies." Jack said, pulling the disks from his vest. "They are all Carter's, we're not sure what's on them, but 10 to 1 it ain't pretty."

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Alright guys, this is all I have written. I'm not sure when I'll be able to get back to the story, but I'll try not to let too much time pass. Let me know what you think, maybe give me some suggestions to what you think should happen next.