Ch 11: Confused
"Sam," Janet said slowly. "You've been in a coma for little over four days…"
Was she serious? Sam swallowed, not sure how to respond to what Janet had said. What happened? She remembered feeling a little sick, but that wouldn't bring her into a coma would it? She glanced up at the calendar on the wall, sure enough; they had left on five days ago on the mission. Her eyes fluttered tiredly as she tried to stay awake.
"Sam, I know you're tired, but you need to stay with us for a few more minutes, okay?" Janet moved over to check the monitors, still in shock. Sam should have never awakened- it was almost impossible. Janet leaned over and checked her temperature.
Jack stood there anxiously, his hands in his pockets as he waited for Janet to say something. He looked down at Sam, whose eyes were beginning to shut. "Carter?"
Janet heard the sharpness in Jack's tone; she looked down at her friend whose eyes just closed. "It's all right, Colonel," she assured him after a moment, "I'm amazed she held on as long as she did." She picked up Sam's chart and wrote a few things on it. She slowly looked up at Jack, who was moving back to Sam's side. "I'm sorry, Colonel." She said simply, feeling extra guilty that they had planned to pull the plug, despite of all his protests.
Jack was too happy to be bothered. "It's okay, Doc, I'm just glad you were wrong this time." He smiled slightly. "She's going to be okay though, right? Even though she lost some of her memory?"
Janet nodded. "Yes, sir. It's very common- I think she is going to make an excellent recovering." She replaced the chart in its proper position. "I'm going to go let everyone else know," She said before walking away, a spring in her step.
Jack nodded to himself; it still hadn't really clicked in his brain. Sam was awake. She was going to be okay, despite the fact that they said she wouldn't. He couldn't help wanting to say 'I told you so'. He smiled to himself. He could see their faces now, apologizing for even considering taking her off life support. "See Sa- Carter? I knew you could do it."
Sam rolled over onto her side, causing his smile to grow. He pushed some of her hair out of her face, causing her to open her eyes. "Sorry, Carter," he said softly. "Go back to sleep."
She blinked her eyes tiredly. "Sir… did you mean it?" her voice was still dry from the breathing tube.
"Mean what? I don't mean a lot of things I say… like for instance-"
"Did you mean… what you said to me? About… being scared to love again?" she managed to get out.
Jack sighed and looked down, feeling somewhat embarrassed. "Carter… I was just... nothing-" he started
Sam sensed him being uncomfortable. Although she wanted answers and she wanted to push him to get them, she didn't bother- she merely looked up at the ceiling. "Never mind, sir. It was probably just a dream I had. Didn't mean anything. Sorry to bother you."
Jack felt slightly hurt by her choice of words. "Well, you did have plenty of time to dream… and you obeyed my orders, that always good."
Sam's expression changed. "I obeyed your order?"
"Yeah, the one I told you to get more sleep… but next time, just don't slip into the coma, okay?"
The tiniest smile spread across her face. "Yes, sir."
"SAM!" Came a loud voice outside the room. They looked at the door. "Oh my god! Sam, you're all right!" Daniel appeared at the door, out of breath. "Janet just called me. How do you feel? You feel okay? Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"
Sam's tiny smile grew slightly bigger. "Thanks, Daniel, but I'm all right." But deep down, she didn't feel right, she felt almost betrayed. How could the Colonel say those things to her, and then practically deny it! Or maybe it wasn't really him; maybe it was only what she wanted to hear.
Daniel stood over her, his hands moving nervously from his pockets through his hair and back into his pockets. "It's good to see you awake again. We- uhh- I- just don't do that again, okay? You scared the crap out of all of us."
Sam nodded slightly. "Yeah," she muttered.
"Oh my god. I don't believe it." A voice said from the doorway, causing everyone to look up.
"Dad?" Sam rasped. "What are you doing here?"
Jacob looked almost hurt. "Why wouldn't I be here? Sam, you were in a coma for Pete's sake! I thought… I didn't know what I would tell Mark if… I'm just…" he didn't say anything else, he hurried to her side and threw his arms around her. "Oh my god. I thought I'd lose you. I can't believe I was about ready to give up on you."
Sam felt a tear escape her watery eyes. "It's all right, Dad, I understand."
Jacob shook his head. "No, it's not. I shouldn't have-"
"Dad!" Sam practically shouted. "Will you please knock it off? I'm fine. That's all that should matter. It doesn't matter how I lived, or what you were about to do!"
Jacob broke his hug, surprised at his daughter's outburst. He nodded. "I'm just glad you woke up in time."
Sam nodded. "Me too…"
"I am glad to see you well, Major Carter." One very familiar voice said.
"Teal'c," Sam replied simply. "It's good to see you too."
Teal'c bowed slightly and walked into the room, with Janet right behind him. "General Hammond wishes me to inform you that he will accompany us as soon as he is done informing the president."
"Oh great, even the President knows." Sam said, rolling her eyes. She looked around the room for the first time; vases of flowers, teddy bears, cards and several balloons decorated the area around her bed. "Wow… that's a lot of… stuff." Did everyone in the SGC buy her something? She smiled again as she spotted a vase of her favorite flowers- daisies.
Jack took a quick glance around the room. "Oh, that isn't even half of this… stuff, the rest is in your lab." He turned back to her. "And all your chocolates are in your mini fridge."
Sam's cheeks grew red. "Thank you."
"I think the entire SGC brought you a teddy bear…" Daniel said. "Walter bought two."
"Yeah, well, remind me to thank him later."
"It won't be long before you're back on your feet," Jacob said, rubbing her hand, "Just you wait."
"Well, she's not leaving this bed for at least a week." Janet firmly said.
Sam looked ready to protest. There was no way she would stay in bed for a week without a fight.
"And you're not going to talk me out of it. So, don't even try to. Okay? You're just wasting your breath," Janet said as she crossed her arms.
Sam let out a deep sigh. "Fine." She felt herself growing more tired by the minute, but she forced her eyes to stay open. "So, about the baby I was holding this- um, that morning. How is she?"
Jack glanced over at Daniel. "I don't know," He answered truthfully.
"You don't think she made it, do you?"
Daniel shook his head slightly. "No, I don't. Not after what Felipe told us."
Sam closed her eyes for a moment, letting the news sink in. "She was a cute baby. Loud cry though."
Jack smiled. "That she did."
"Okay everyone, let's leave Major Carter to get some rest, she's been through a lot lately, she needs her rest." Janet ordered as she began to somewhat push Daniel to leave.
"Did I miss the party?" General Hammond asked as he poked his head into the room.
"General," Sam said softly, as she began to grow even more tired.
"It's nice to see you, Major."
Sam nodded. "Yes, sir." Her eyes slowly closed and she drifted off to sleep…
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Sam woke to the sound of something crashing. Her eye popped open and she turned to see Daniel picking up a broken mug that had once contained coffee. He quickly glanced over at her. "Sorry," he said quietly. "Didn't mean to wake you up. Go back to sleep." He quickly finished picking up the shards of glass and threw them away. "Sorry."
"It's okay, Daniel." She said. "What time is it?" she looked around for a clock but didn't spot one.
"It's uh-" he looked down at his watch. "Wow, exactly midnight now."
"You staying up all night?" she asked as she rolled into a more comfortable spot.
"Yeah, well, … the spilled coffee kind of gives that away doesn't it?"
Sam nodded. "Yeah, just a little."
Daniel walked over and sat down on the chair next to her. "So, how do you feel?"
"Okay. A little tired still, but, other then that, good."
"Good."
"So, everyone off in dreamland?" she asked.
"Um, no, actually, they're not. Jack is watering your lab, Janet is checking on Siler again… he broke his ankle, and Teal'c is… doing some Teal'c-thing."
Sam nodded slowly. "I see."
"Yeah," Daniel muttered. There was an awkward moment of silence. "So…"
Sam sighed. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Daniel replied quickly. "Why- why would anything be wrong? I'm fine… good."
"You're hiding something… I know you, Daniel."
Daniel shook his head slowly. "I uh- I'm really, really sorry…"
"For what?" she asked, there was nothing she could think of that he should have to be sorry about.
Daniel looked down. "I agreed with the choice, of pulling the plug. I know in your living will you said you didn't want to be kept alive on life support and-"
"Daniel," Sam said softly. "I understand. There is absolutely nothing to be sorry about. In your case, I would have down the same thing."
"No, you wouldn't." he said shaking his head. "You would have somehow talked General Hammond into giving me another day… I didn't even do that for you."
Sam sighed, knowing it was true. "Daniel, it's okay, everything worked out for the better didn't it? No harm was done."
"Yeah, I know. But I still feel really bad, I mean, what if you-"
"I didn't. Daniel, can you just this once not beat yourself up about this?" she asked, as kindly as she could. "That's all I need right now."
"Okay… and that I can do. Now, get some rest, sorry about waking you up," he said shyly.
"It's okay," she replied with a yawn. "I think I've been sleeping too much as it is."
"Yeah, well, you had a good reason to. Well, I'll visit you later, I promised Janet I wouldn't wake you up…"
"Bye…" she muttered tiredly.
"See you later."
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I know that Daniel is a little out of character… sorry!