They got to the infirmary just as Dr Fraiser was taking another temperature reading.
"Dr Fraiser, Major Carter." Hammond said. They turned around to see everyone.
"General Hammond, sir." Fraiser said, standing up. Sam then saw Jacob.
"Dad!" She said. He went to hug her.
"Hi Sam. How is he doing?" Jacob asked.
"Not good. When he's awake, he's in immense pain. I've been giving him morphine to keep him unconscious." Fraiser said.
"Not a good idea." Jacob said in disapproval.
"What?" Fraiser said in disbelief. "It's to help ease his suffering."
"No, his suffering is just as intense asleep as it is when he's awake. The difference is, he's letting us know if he's suffering when he's awake." Jacob said.
"Are you suggesting that I keep him awake and listen to him suffer?" Fraiser said with anger in her voice.
"At least if he's awake, we'll know that he's still alive, and if we can hear him suffering, it means he can still feel something," Jacob said. He looked at the expressions of horror from SG-1, Hammond and Dr Fraiser. "Look, I know what I'm saying is terrible and I feel terrible for suggesting it, but it's the only way to know of he's still alive."
"I'm not keeping my protests silent, but I understand." Fraiser said, giving in.
"What about a cure?" Sam said.
"There's not one that we know of, but that doesn't mean to say that there isn't one. We just need to find it." Brainan said.
"But where do we start?" Daniel said.
"We go back to where this happened and search there." Jacob said.
"One problem; the Goa'uld working there self-destructed the lab. There's nothing to search." Sam said, sounding disappointed.
"We check the area around the lab, see if we can find someone who worked for the Goa'uld, or something that will lead us in the right direction to finding a cure." Brainan said.
"Sounds like a plan, SG-1 and 3, you have a go." Hammond ordered. Everyone was about to leave when the way was blocked by 2 NID agents and Colonel Simmons.
"Not so fast, I need to talk to you all." Simmons said with a confident and cock look on his face. An airman came in after them.
"I'm sorry sir, they just forced their way in." The airman said.
"It's alright Airman, dismissed," Hammond said. The Airman saluted and left. Then Hammond turned his attention to Colonel Simmons. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"We at the NID have learned of a twist of fate which has befallen the SGC, both terrible and fortunate, and he's lying on that bed." Simmons said, gesturing toward Jack's unconscious body.
"Where did you get that information?" Hammond demanded.
"That's none of your concern. The point is, Colonel O'Neill's blood is turning into refined naquadah, a substance we could use against the Goa'uld. We could also turn this infection around to target symbiots." Simmons said.
"In case you haven't noticed, Colonel O'Neill is gravely ill, He's dying and he needs all the help he can get." Fraiser said.
"In case you haven't noticed Doctor, the chances of finding a cure are slim to none. At least this way, something positive will come of his death.2 Simmons said.
"Oh, I cannot believe what I am hearing!" Sam said in utter disgust. "You're actually suggesting we hand him over for scientific experimentation?"
"At least his death won't be in vein. His chances of survival are non-existent." Simmons said.
"Any chance, no matter how small, is worth taking." Daniel said defiantly.
"Colonel O'Neill is my patient and as long as he in my patient, what I say goes and I say he's not going anywhere, not while there's still a chance to save him." Fraiser said adamantly.
"I knew you would make this difficult, which is why I have this," Simmons said, holding up a document.
"What is that?" Teal'c asked.
"It's a warrant to prevent any gate travel until this situation is resolved." Simmons said triumphantly. This caught them all off guard.
