A/N: So sorry for the delay! I would have posted it sooner, but fanfiction didn't work for a while, and when it did I couldn't go on. But my sister's wedding is finally over! Yay! So hopefully that means more frequent updates! Anyways, thank you all for the reviews! I'm so excited about this story! I hope you all continue to like it!

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Ch 3: The Fever

Teal'c shined his flashlight onto the elevator shack above them. "O'Neill… Major Carter, can you hear me?" he called up. Hoping for an answer. There was none.

Daniel hesitated them pushed Teal'c aside, he leaned into the elevator thingy so that he was directly under the elevator shack. "JACK! SAM! Can you hear me?" he shouted as loud as he could. "Are you guys okay? Hello? Can-"

Suddenly the floors began to shake. Daniel began to lose balance and started to fall forward, down towards the bottom. Teal'c grabbed Daniel just in time and pulled him back. Big and small pieces of concrete from the top floors caved in on and around them and the two men were thrown from their spots onto the ground.

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Daniel moaned and sat up. He sat there for a moment, trying to get used to the darkness once more. Then realized he didn't have his glasses on. He began to search around for them blindly in the darkness.

Teal'c must have known what he was trying to do. He shined his flashlight around them until he spotted the glasses. He reached down to pick them up; the broken lenses fell out and onto the floor and shattered into many more pieces.

Daniel turned to the sound of glass breaking. "Were those my glasses?" he asked.

"Indeed… I am sorry Daniel Jackson." Teal'c walked over to him and helped him to his feet. "Are you injured?"

Daniel shook his head. "No, I think I'm fine. How about you? You okay?"

"I am fine." Teal'c answered.

"Good…" he said. "Sam and Jack? Do you know if they're…?"

Teal'c had not forgotten about them, he hurried to the elevator doors and looked up, they were no longer above them. He looked down, there it was, many floors down, the top of the elevator completely covered in concrete –look-alike-feel-alike pieces…

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"Sir?"

Jack turned to see Sam's back still leaning against the wall, but she was slowly slipping to the ground. "Carter! Are you okay?"

Sam licked her dry lips. "I uhh- think…" she locked her eyes on her leg. "I…"

Jack followed her gaze; he stopped once he saw the blood on her leg. "Oh god!" he muttered hurrying over to her. A piece of concrete had fallen on her leg and cut it up. Badly. Blood was pouring from it. Jack quickly took off his jacket and wrapped it around her leg tightly. She winced but he didn't stop until he had staunched the blood.

Sam moaned. The pain was getting old very fast. "Sir… what… happened?"

Jack looked up at her. He pulled the jacket a little tighter, causing her to moan again. "Sorry Carter," he said. "I think our elevator dropped a couple dozen floors."

"That's… not good." She groaned again.

"Your leg doesn't look so good…" he added glancing back at her leg. Her face was sweating more then before. He began to clear an area on the floor so that it was free from 'concrete' and concrete dust. He then gently took Sam into his arms and laid her down on the ground.

Sam winced as he sat her down. She felt tears come to her eyes but she would not allow herself to cry. Especially not in front of her CO. "Thank you, sir."

Jack nodded. He reached into his backpack and dumped all the contents out from it and then lifted up Sam's head slowly and put it underneath it. He shoved the rest of the items in his pockets and in the corner of the elevator.

Sam smiled slightly. "Thank you, sir." She said again, how many times had she thanked him? She wondered. She couldn't remember. Things were beginning to warm up a little bit, she was no longer freezing, but just slightly cool. She swallowed and began to feel dizzy again, was the elevator spinning? No, it had to be her…

Jack picked up his wet t-shirt and wiped her forehead with it again. She was beginning to get a rash on her neck. "Crap." He muttered under his breath.

Sam swallowed again; her dry throat was hurting. She suddenly began to grow tired, she sighed and closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

"Carter?" Jack asked as her eyes closed. "Carter, can you hear me? Come on; do not fall asleep on me again… Sam…" He pleaded, slapping her cheeks lightly then harder.

There was no reply.

Jack sighed. What was he going to do?

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"Sir!"

He turned from his useless meddling of the buttons on the side of the elevator and hurried to his second-in-command's side. "Carter?" He whispered, hoping the fever had broken. "Carter?"

She was shaking. "Ja-!" She screamed. "JACK!" her arms waved wildly in the air.

Jack touched her face and wiped away a few beads of perspiration. "Come on, Carter, wake up…" He slapped her cheeks again. "CARTER!"

"SIR, WATCH OUT!" She began shaking violently. "COME BACK! JACK!"

"Hey, hey," Jack said loudly. "I'm not goin' anywhere… okay? You're going to be fine-"

"NO!" She cried. "SIR!" Her voice broke. "Sir…" She whispered.

Jack sat next to her and lifted her head onto his lap. "Stop it, Carter! You're scari-"

For a brief second, her body stopped shaking "Jack…" She whispered. "Sir… I… love… you…"

Jack froze. "Carter?"

"You shouldn't have- I would give up my career- I-" her breathing was getting a lot worse, it sounded like she had run a hundred miles without stopping. "I would- I love- Jack! Do not leave me please Jack! I-… -Is it just an excuse? I care about you- sir!" she was gasping for air.

Jack stared at his 2IC carefully, what was wrong with her? What was she talking about?

"SIR! We- Pete no I can't marry you- I- AHH!" Sam began to cry harder. "Dad? Where's mom- Colonel!"

Jack stared at her helplessly. "Carter come on, wake up please." He shook her shoulders again. He felt a couple of tears well up in his eyes. "Damn it, Carter, WAKE UP! MAJOR, THAT'S AN ORDER!"

"I didn't know- humming…" her head shook harder, but she had stopped crying. "I didn't say yes- I care about you- I love him- NO!" Her eyes opened, she sat up breathing heavily.

"Carter?" he asked. "Are you okay?" He stared into her eyes.

Sam rubbed her forehead. She slowly began to cry, burying her face into her hands in humiliation.

"Hey, it's okay." Jack thought about it for a moment before he put his arm around her shoulders. "It's okay…"

Sam wiped the tears away. "What is wrong with me?" she asked, her voice breaking.

"You're sick."

"So tired…"

"I know."

Sam tried to catch her breath. "I'm sorry sir… " She gasped. "I- I don't know why I… said… what I did."

Jack squeezed her shoulders. "It's okay Carter," He said in a soothing voice. "This is not your fault. Got that?"

Sam nodded slowly. "Yes, sir."

Jack felt her forehead again. "You still have a fever, " He informed her.

"I'm hot." She muttered. She slowly eased her way back to the ground; she had gotten to dizzy to sit up. She never remembered praying so hard for Janet to show up….

Jack took the damp shirt and bathed her arms and face. "It's okay, you're going to be okay soon, we'll be out of here in no time. I'm sure Teal'c and Daniel are trying to get us out right now…"

"I hope so…sir…" She whispered as her eyes drifted closed…

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Poor Sam and Jack, they are kinda having a hard day… (No way!) Anyways! I hope you liked this chapter, it was a little difficult to write, and it didn't come out the way I planned… but hopefully it's okay!

SG-Fan edited this, thanks you wonderful, awesome sister,it's okay if I lie on here isn't it? Just kiddin' Morgann! (SG-Fan: Guys, I'm warning you..."Mental that one, I'm telling you.)

Well, I think you all know what I would say here 'bout reviewing...but I'm not going to say it! Ha! So there! ... I think I need more sleep...