Thanks everyone for the kind and helpful reviews and messages! I decided to write this chapter a little differently then I was going to do, but hopefully, you all like it. Anyways, SG-Fan took time off from her stories, again, so thanks Morgann!
A/N: Any medical stuff that is wrong, I apologize for.
Ch 10: As the days go by...
Three days slowly dragged by and there was not the slightest difference in Sam. General Hammond had been talking to the President almost every hour. Jack hadn't actually slept in the seventy-two hours; he wanted to spend as much time with her as humanly possible.
Janet walked into Sam's room, as it was now called, not surprised to see Colonel O'Neill there, holding her hand. At first every time she walked into the room, he'd drop it, now he didn't even bother to. She was about to order him to leave, to try and get some rest, but she knew he wouldn't, unless she gave him a sedative, which she was seriously considering.
"Good morning, Colonel," She said as she walked over to Sam and began to check for anything new, although she was about one hundred percent sure there wasn't.
Jack looked up at the doctor; under his eyes he had dark circles from lack of sleep. "Mornin'," He said simply. "Any change?"
Janet quickly glanced back before continuing her work. "No, sir. Not that I can tell." She sighed and turned around, facing him. "Colonel, I just finished having a conversation with General Hammond."
Jack swallowed nervously, her tone didn't sound like the normal cheery tone she had before she jammed him with a needle. "And… what he say?"
Janet glanced down, remembering the conversation…
"Sir! That's outrageous!" Janet spat angrily.
"Doctor, I agree with you. But you said so yourself, that Major Carter is not going to wake up- that she is being kept alive solely through those machines. The President thinks we should just let her go…" General Hammond said, his voice forced into being calm.
"But sir-"
"I know, doctor!" General Hammond snapped. "I think of Major Carter as my own daughter, it wasn't my choice, it was HER fathers…"
"But… he would have said no, sir."
"I know that doctor, and he did. But he came by earlier, and decided to eliminate the life support. We'll be cutting it off tomorrow."
Janet choked back a sob; Sam was one of her best friends. How would Cassie take this? How would SHE take it? "Yes, sir." She said barely audibly.
General Hammond nodded sadly. "That's all. Dismissed."
"They're terminating life support?" Jack shouted, not believing it. There was no way they would do that… was there? They wouldn't kill Sam! "They can't do that!"
"I'm sorry, Colonel, but they can."
Jack shook his head. "No, they can't, I won't let them!" he rushed out of the room before Janet could call after him. Down the corridors he ran as fast as he could, he stopped as he came to General Hammond's office, he yanked the door open madly and stormed in there. "You are not going to kill Carter."
General Hammond looked up from the phone, as soon as he saw Jack he cleared his throat. "I'll call you back… thank you Mr. President." He hung up and turned to Jack. "Colonel O'Neill, I know you may think of it that way, but the fact is-"
"The fact is that you're going to kill her! After all she did for you! For this planet! You're going to kill her!"
"Jack," General Hammond said sternly, "I know what you must be going though, but-"
"General! You have no idea what I am going through! You wouldn't be flipping the switch if you did! You wouldn't be so damn stupid to think she won't wake up!" he breathed heavily. "General."
General Hammond sat there, his eyes focused on a piece of paper in front of him. "Jack, this isn't easy for me."
Jack hesitated. "Sir, if you're going to do this. I would like to hand in my resignation."
"Can't let you do that, Colonel. You're under a lot of stress right now. I would like you to talk to Dr. Mackenzie."
"Sir, I think I'm able to make up my mind, no matter the circumstances," Jack snapped.
"Sorry, Colonel, I'm not accepting it yet. If you can come back in a week and still want to retire…" He looked up. "You'll have your wish."
Jack stood there angrily, not knowing what to do. He was one step away from kidnapping Carter. Finally, he turned around and stormed out of the room.
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Jack reached over and picked up Sam's hand. He sat in his usual chair, next to her bed. "Sam?" When did he start the habit of calling Sam anyways? "Sam, if you're really in there somewhere… they're going to take you off of life support. They're messed up; I know you can pull through… I tried to convince General Hammond, but he's already got his mind made. God, you've been in this thing over four days now."
He sat there for ten minutes, with no reply. Even though he knew there was only a slim chance of her ever waking up again, there was always the hope that something would happen. He sighed and stood up. Memories started flashing through his mind, smiles, laughs and happy times. The time she had put a splint on his leg lingered for a while. But the memory that stuck out most was from the time-loop, when he had resigned just so he was allowed to kiss her.
Jack licked his dry lips, unsure of what to say next. "I uh- it's like they don't think you'll ever wake up. But I do, Sam, I know you can do it. I know you can hear me, I just know it. Please Sam, I don't want to lose you, I think I've lost enough in my life, don't you? Just… don't leave me, okay? Maybe Daniel's right, maybe I am afraid to love again. But Sam, if you don't mind an old man like me, I'll-"
Sam interrupted him my moaning slightly, she shifted her head.
Jack froze. "Sam?" his heart began racing, he felt hope come back into his life. "Sam- Carter? Hey Carter, wake up, and that is an order!" He turned and looked around the room for someone, anyone. "DOC!" He shouted before he turned back to Sam. "Hey, you inside there… wake up." He shook her hand that was still in his slightly.
Sam moaned again and this time shifted her whole body, she muttered something under her breath that Jack couldn't understand.
"DOC!" He shouted once more, getting worried that the doctor wasn't in hearing distance. "Hey, Carter, I am ordering you to wake up. Right now!"
There was the quietest reply that Jack could barely make out. "Yes 'ir."
Jack's heart was pounding loudly, no one could be happier then him at this moment. "Carter, wake up," Jack ordered, shaking her shoulders now.
Sam's eyes slowly opened, before shutting instantly, it was too bright for her, she tried again and began to blink rapidly, trying to get used to the light. "S-sir?" she managed to get out, even with the breathing tube.
"Carter!" he said through his tears, he leaned over and hugged her tightly. "I knew you could pull through. I knew you could do it."
Sam, who was obviously clueless what was going on, or had been going on for the last couple of days, stared tiredly at Jack. How did they ever get out? What happened to them? What was going on? Questions ran through her head.
"Carter, don't talk now, I'm gonna get Janet," Jack said with a small smile, he squeezed her shoulder tightly before hurrying out of the room.
Sam looked around her surrounding, she could tell she was home, but she didn't know how. Where were Daniel and Teal'c? Were they okay? Did they get out safely? … Why did Colonel O'Neill have tears in his eyes?
"Sam!" Janet said as she entered the room, from her voice, Sam could tell that Janet was shocked to see her. "Oh my god…"
"Janet?" she said, her voice a little louder then before. "Wh-"
Janet hurried over to her side; pulling out her penlight she flashed it in Sam's eyes. Sam jerked her head away from the sudden brightness. "God!" she grabbed her forehead.
Janet, who was still in shock, cleared her throat. "Sam, what is the last thing you remember?" she asked as she began to remove the breathing tube.
Sam hesitated, although she didn't know why. Should she know more then what she remembered? "I was uh- the last thing I remember was… being in the elevator, it was stuck…" she looked at Janet and Jack's faces. "What? What happened?"
"You don't remember anything after that?" Jack asked. "You don't remember Teal'c saving us and getting us out of there? Then getting-"
"No." Sam said shaking her head. "What the hell is going on?" she rasped, "What happened to me? Where are Daniel and Teal'c? Are they all right? Did they get out of the building safely?"
"Sam, they're fine, I need to know how you are. Anything hurt?" Janet dropped her penlight back into her chest pocket.
"My head," Sam replied simply. "Can someone please fill me in?"
Jack looked at Janet who slightly nodded. He gave out a loud sigh before starting. "Like I said, Teal'c came to our rescue. We tried to make a break for the Stargate and failed. Some of Felipe's people captured us… we… anyways, we got out. Thanks to Felipe."
"How?" Sam asked. "Why don't I remember any of this?"
"Sam," Janet said slowly, "You've been in a coma for little over four days…"
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Err- sorry about another shortish chapter, I'll try and update soon, but unfortunately, life is catching up with me. Anyways, Sam's awake, YAY! So, one last thing… please… review?
