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Jack

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From the beginning, he had had a strange relationship with Janet Frasier that involved glaring and frowning on his part, poking and probing and big needles on hers. But he knew she had enjoyed their banter as much as he had.

Many times he had woken up, his body aching, not quite sure where he was. And always she had been there. Every time. Looking down at him, her eyes filling with relief when her patients became conscious. The gentle touch of her hand bringing him comfort. He never told her that, but she had known.

And then, after he had opened his eyes, their argument would start. And it was always about his demands to get up and see Carter, or Daniel, or Teal´c, if they had been hurt as well. It was Carter he asked about first, every time.

She sighed. It was what she did with him. A lot.

But there had been situations when he had trusted only her, listened only to her.

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"Medical team to the gateroom!"

Janet had rushed through the halls, barking orders to her staff on the way. She stood aside, watching as the gate whooshed open, the airmen cocking their weapons. She looked calm, ready to take in whatever was coming through from that open gate, but inside, she was trembling.

Teal´c stepped through first and turned around, his staff weapon ready to shoot the enemy if one had gone past the other three members of his team and through the gate. A long gash in his arm was bleeding, the blood dripping down on the ramp and through it on the floor, but the jaffa didn´t even blink an eye.

Daniel came next, his wounded leg giving way in and he fell on his knees. "They´re right behind me. Sam´s hurt."

Janet was already by his side, pressing the gauze against his bleeding leg, giving him a worried look as she saw the blood in his shirt. "It´s not mine." He said softly. She nodded her head, her hands running along his body, just to make sure herself that he wasn´t bleeding anywhere else. "I´m fine." He promised, capturing her hand with his own.

She nodded her head again, and their eyes met for a split moment before she saw Jack stepping through, Sam unconscious in his arms.

The iris closed behind them and he fell to his knees, exhausted, but Sam still safely in his arms. Teal´c was the first by his side, offering to take her, but he shook his head. "I´ve got her."

"Colonel." Janet said, kneeling next to them, her eyes focused on Sam. Not getting any response, she looked up. "Colonel, you have to let her go. You have to let her go so I can take care of her." She spoke softly, reaching to touch his shoulder to get his attention.

"Jack, let me take care of her." She said again, her voice now more firm.

He nodded and without a word he let Teal´c lift Sam on the waiting gurneys. Janet followed her out from the gateroom into the infirmary, leaving her nurses to take care of the rest of the team.

In the gateroom the nurses had hovered over him but he had pushed them away and headed into the infirmary. Teal´c helped Daniel up, and ignoring the objections coming from the medical staff, they too followed him.

The nurse trying to clean the wounds on his face and arms finally gave up and gave him a clean cloth so he could at least wipe the blood out. He watched helplessly as the women and men tried to save the life of the woman he so obviously loved. Daniel and Teal´c joined him, silently giving him the support he needed.

After what seemed like hours, he saw Janet pulling her gloves off and walking to them.

"How is she?"

"She´ll be fine." She promised. She gave them no details, but gently ushered them to sit on the beds that were far enough from Sam so they wouldn´t bother the nurses who still worked with her, but close enough for them to see her.

Jack never took his eyes away from the woman who lie on the bed, still unconscious. He listened only half as Janet examined Teal´c before releasing him, his symbiote would heel his wounds faster than any medicine in Earth would.

Daniel sat on his bed watching at his best friend worriedly. They had been hit before, been close to death so many times that he had finally stopped counting. Janet touched gently his arm, examining the small gash before deciding if wasn´t that bad. Her hands touched his wounded leg and he cried out.

"Jesus, Janet!"

"Sorry." She apologized. "It´s not as bad as it looks like, but you are still staying here for the night."

"Aw, come on Janet. I´m fine." He objected, wincing at the pain the same time.

Jack listened him arguing with her for a few more minutes. "Do what the doctor tells you to do."

"Thank you, colonel." Janet smiled. "I´ll be with you in a moment."

He frowned, and shot a glare to the nurse who approached with a tray of instruments. She left the tray on the table and left him alone. "And stop terrorizing my staff, colonel." Janet looked at him over Daniel´s shoulder.

"Does it hurt much?" She asked softly of Daniel as she helped him to lie down on the bed.

He took her hand. "I´m fine." He lied, knowing she could tell anyway. "Just a few scratches."

She nodded, working with the wound in his leg so she wouldn´t have to meet his eyes. It was much more than a few scratches. Finally she looked up to him, her eyes dry even she felt like crying. She had been scared for them, like she always was when they went through the gate. Gently she cupped his cheek with her hand, her thumb running across his lover lip.

She wanted to tell him that she loved him. But instead she pulled her hand away, and gave him a small smile. "You´re okay here for a minute?"

"I´m fine." He promised, giving her an assuring smile.

She moved to the next bed where Jack O´Neill sat, eyes fixed on the woman a few beds away. "She´s okay?"

"She´ll be fine." Janet repeated her earlier promise. "Now take off your shirt and let me look at that wound."

"Excuses to see me naked." He frowned but pulled off his shirt.

"That´s right, colonel." She grinned and reached to take a needle from the tray. "I just can´t get enough of you."

His eyes narrowed as he saw the needle in her hands. "Now is that necessary? I didn´t see you giving Daniel or Teal´c any shots."

"Oh, stop whining."

He sighed, flinching a little as she stung the needle in his arm. It didn´t hurt, it was more a way to annoy her. "You´re staying here for the night." She said, her voice firm.

"I´m fine."

"Let me be the judge of that, colonel."

He frowned again at her.

But then the look on his face softened as his eyes settled on Carter again.

"Don´t worry about her. She is sleeping because her body needs time to recover. I´ll stay here all night to make sure she´s fine." She told him with a soft, quiet voice. "And so are you." She added, and he turned to look at her, finally understanding why she was keeping him at the infirmary for the night.

He wanted to say something. Thank her. But she just shook her head slightly. No words were needed. She knew.

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He had been wounded in that same battle where Janet Frasier had lost her life. He couldn´t remember anything after being hit, and it had been general Hammond who had told him the news after he had woken up hours later.

His first thought had been Daniel. The man losing again a woman he had so deeply loved. Then Cassie. He had wanted to be there for her when she had heard the news, probably from Sam. But he was forced to stay in bed, his body still recovering.

Sam. She had been crushed. He had seen it when she had sat by his bed in the infirmary. Not talking to him, not touching, just staring at his face, silently praying he would wake up. Her eyes had filled with relief when he had opened his eyes.

"Hey." She had said, a hand reaching to touch his cheek, only for short moment. But it had been enough.

Later when he had been released from the infirmary, she had come to see him. He had known what she had come to tell him. He felt the same. But they couldn´t say the words. And still they knew.

"Come here." He said, pulling her into his embrace, inhaling deep her scent. Giving and taking comfort the both needed.

The memorial service had been nice. He had been watching Cassie, like the others had. And later, he had taken them all home.

They kept on living, they had to. And one day, months after Janet´s death, he was standing in Carter´s lab, watching her as she worked in silence. She turned around, giving him a sad smile.

"You should go home." He said softly. "Get some rest, eat something. Anything but staying here."

She lifted her eyes to look at him, her voice soft when she told that he should leave too.

Yeah, I should, he thought.

"I´ll leave when I´m finished with this." She continued to work with something he didn´t understood.

"Now, Carter." And he moved closer, placing his hand on hers as she started to gather her work to take with her.

They stood like that for a long moment, eyes locked, and he knew she could see everything he felt for in his dark eyes. But everything was so complicated. So unfair to them. And when she took a small step closer to him, leaning in to kiss him, everything seemed right.

The kiss was gentle, soft, almost as if they were testing. But the need for each other, the longing, the waiting, everything they had held back for years soon took over and it turned to more passionate. And only the need of air forced them to pull away, and he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him

She leaned against him, eyes closed. They were both tired. "Come home with me." Her whispered words didn´t surprise him. And he tightened his hold, and she understood.

The final step had been taken.

And after loving her through the night, watching her sleeping in his arms until the sun started to rise, he left her bed, and quietly sneaked out from the house. He knew Cassie was living with Sam now, and he didn´t want to make the teenager uncomfortable. Though he was almost certain she would just be happy.

He waited her by the elevator, holding a steaming cup of coffee ready. She smiled at him as he offered him the coffee, telling she was late.

"Never." She smiled wider and took the offered cup and headed for her office. He followed her, just to watch her for a moment in silence. And she walked to him and took his hand. It felt good. It felt right.

She let his hand go, but a soft smile stayed on her lips as she looked over his shoulder into the hallway.

Teal´c.

And with a silent nod, the jaffa let them know that he knew, that he understood.

After some time, he glanced at his watch and a sad smile crossed his lips as he left. The drive to Janet´s house didn´t take that long, and he parked the car in front of the house. And then he waited.

Daniel would come out when he was ready.

This day was different than the others when he had waited him. He watched the younger man coming out from the house, closing the door behind him. Maybe for the last time. After that day he would hopefully find a closure.

That beautiful day that should have been the happiest day of all to Daniel and Janet.

This was the day that would have been their wedding day.

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