Ugh, okay, well this is a short chapter so I dont mind updating early. Dont complain. It's two updates in one day. Be happy. You'll get another one sometime tomorrow morning (around 8 or 9ish EST is my guess)
Chapter 9: Dreams
(SECOND TIME WRITING THIS ONE)
Daniel wiped a stray hair away from Carter's sweat soaked forehead. He cringed as he watched her eyes darting rapidly back and forth under her eyelids. "She's dreaming," he whispered.
"How can you be certain?" Teal'c asked, stepping forward as he too looked over Major Carter.
Daniel pointed at her eyes. "Their movements. REM, rapid eye movement, for lack of better term," he swallowed hard. "I wish I knew what she was dreaming about."
Teal'c inclined his head. "I do as well. Perhaps she dreams well."
Carter groaned on the bed and shifted slightly. Daniel shook his head. "Something tells me she isn't."
Carter groaned as she opened her eyes and found herself staring at the inside of a thatched roof. This was defiently not home. She rolled sideways in an attempt to get up. Instead, she found herself sprawled out on the floor. Groaning again, she placed her arms on the floor and attempted to push her upper body up, only to collapse again. Seconds later, however, she found herself being yanked up into the strong arms of Colonel O'Neill. He glided her to the bed she had just fallen from. "Easy Carter," he said. "I think they gave you more drugs than the rest of us."
"Drugs, sir?" Carter rasped, her voice dry.
Teal'c, who had been standing at the window, turned to face her. "I do believe we were sedated, Major Carter."
Sam nodded her head and opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a groan behind her. "That would explain the headache then," Daniel said, holding his throbbing head as he sat up on the bed, getting the same spinning effect Carter did when she first awoke.
"Unless you got drunk when no one was looking," O'Neill began, using his sarcasm to cover up the worry he felt about not knowing his surroundings. "I'd say that was the reason, Danny-boy."
"Major Carter," Teal'c said as he gazed back out the window. "Perhaps you could look at our surroundings and determine if we are on P3C-629?"
Sam got up and staggered over to the window, glad to get away from the awkward staring competition that was in progress between her CO and the archeologist. She clutched the window-frame in shock as she gazed at her surroundings. "My god," she whispered.
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well, there ya go, the beginning of explinations :D
