Pasts and Futures Unimagined
Chapter 5: Men Plan, God Laughs
Jack
It had been twelve hours, and Sam was sill in surgery. My uncle had been there, having heard about the accident, but I insisted on staying here. There was a connection between myself and Samantha Carter that I couldn't ignore. I had to stay there.
I was sitting in the wighting room, having finished pacing for the last half hour, after which the nurse told me to sit or I would have to leave, when a whole bunch of men in blue Air Force uniforms walked through the doors in a swarm. One man, who was probably in charge, judging by the amount of ribbons on his uniform, saw me, and I could have sworn he recognized me. I was shocked as he walked up to me and addressed me, "Jack O'Neill?"
Sam Carter (Sr.)
With the doctors Sam entered the room outside the Operating Room, to find a girl, who looked just like herself at the age of 16, with multiple Ivs and machines strapped to her. After a glance from the head Surgeon, and a word, a nurse opened the door, "What's going on, the doctor can't have any distractions he's trying to control the bleeding and correct the damage. You'll have to return to the waiting room like everyone else."
"What are her chances?" Sam had to ask, if the Surgeon could save her, then they would limit exposier. The last thing she wanted was the press to find out that she was a clone. She'd never have a normal life.
"Like any surgery, there are risks. She is young, healthy. Her major organs are intact. The doctor is simply reparing the heart that was punctured by a broken rib in the accident. If all goes well, yes, she had a shot."
"Thank You."
Jack
He had been told by a random Air Force officer that he was to wait for his superior to get there and wasn't giving him any other information than that. And then he saw a man, who looks familiar in a freaky way, and a woman, who looked like Sam, if you added about twenty to thirty years. She walked up and spoke to him as well as Sam's mother, "Mrs. Carter, Mr. O'Neill, I am an officer in the United States Air Force, If you could walk with me, I have something to tell you that you won't believe."
Jack took a good look at the two people in front of him. He had been studying for his own entrance exam, and knew through the insignias that these two were no mere messengers, the woman was a Major and the man was a Colonel. You didn't send Colonels or Majors on errands, "You wouldn't have simply come out here to talk about the car accident, there's something else going on, isn't there." It wasn't a question.
The woman nodded, "Yes, but we can't talk here, If you'll follow me..."
TBC...
A/N: Hope you enjoyed, yes I know It's a little short, but I'm just trying to get going again on a bunch of my stories. Ideas would be greatly appreciated.
