Elsewhere in the base, Simmons and his men had convinced the guards to let them go. They went to the infirmary. Sam had gone for some coffee and Dr Fraiser was elsewhere.
"If Colonel O'Neill was already dead, then they can't save him and we can take him." Simmons said. He moved over to the life support machine. "It's for the sake of the world, Colonel." Then Sam came back in.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Sam demanded.
"It's for a good cause, Major." Simmons said. Sam got out her gun…and pointed it at Simmons.
"Yeah, your life. Now step away from him." Sam said. Simmons didn't move. "You have no idea how much a want to shoot you."
"Is that a threat, Major? Because it would bide as good evidence in your court-martial." Simmons said. Sam didn't lower her gun.
"I don't care, but I will not let you kill him for your own personal gain." Sam said. Then the other agents pointed their guns at Sam.
"Well, well quite a predicament. You shoot me, they shoot you, he still dies. There's nothing to gain." Simmons said. Sam still didn't back down. Then Dr Fraiser came in with armed guards.
"Not in my infirmary. What do you think you're doing?" Fraiser demanded.
"Speeding up the inevitable, he will die. Why make him die in vain?" Simmons said.
"Because there's a chance we can still save him. He's my patient, not yours. How dare you suggest I let one of my die? Get out." Fraiser said, furious at them being here.
"Please Doctor, don't make me court-martial you too. The list is already General Hammond, Major Carter, SG-3 and I can have Dr Jackson and Teal'c adequately punished." Simmons said.
"Do I have to spell it out for you? Get out of my infirmary, now." Fraiser ordered.
"Well, say goodbye to your commission- on the grounds of insubordination." Simmons said. Fraiser had had enough. She punched him in the face.
"I don't care but I have a life to save. Take the hint and get out." Fraiser demanded. Simmons and his men left, escorted by the guards.
"Way to go Janet." Sam said.
"No-one comes into my infirmary and threatens to kill one of my patients, not when there's a chance to save him." Fraiser said.
"But what about the armed guards? Why did they come with you?" Sam asked.
"They were the same guards who were assigned to watch Simmons. I ran into them and realised that Simmons must be out. It didn't take much to figure out where he was going, so they came with me." Fraiser said.
"Nice thinking." Sam said.
"Nice thinking with the gun." Fraiser said.
"Yeah well, I wasn't about to stand back and let them kill him." Sam said.
"Too true. Now come on, we have a patient to take care of." Fraiser said. Then they turned their attention to Jack.
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Sorry for the short chapter.
