He stayed there, practically laying on top of her body, just clinging to her. He slowly raised his head and looked at her face, so pale and yet still so beautiful, so relaxed. As he looked at her he almost thought that he saw her move. His imagination. She was gone, he had let her slip away.

No. No, she did move. She took a slow breath. He called out her name, but nothing happened, she didn't respond. But she was breathing. That was good. That was real good. He could barely feel her pulse, but she was breathing.

He let out a sigh of relief and said a quiet thank you as he sat back down at the side of the bed. Just then Nezika walked into the room with Teal'c right behind her.

"Hello."

"Hi." said a startled Jack.

"What is Major Carter's condition, O'Neill?" Teal'c asked of his friend.

"Not good...she umm...stoped breathing a little while ago," he said as he tried to wipe away some of his still falling tears.

"I have never before heard of such a think happening in which the person survived," Nezika rang in.

"Really? It happens now and again on our planet. This isn't the first time this has happened to her either," Jack said.

"Oh, so it is a common occurrence?"

"Not at all. It is actually quite dangerous, but it does usually occur only when the human has been injured or is gravely ill," Teal'c answered.

"Yeah," Jack said quietly under his breath.

Nezika took a good look at Jack, "Your shirt?"

Jack looked down at himself, for the first time actually noticing how much of Sam's blood was on him. "Yeah, she's not well."

"With your permission, and if you think it will help, I would like to try my oils again," she said.

"I don't think they're helping much, I'm sorry," Jack said.

"Please, do not apologize to me, it is I who should apologize to you. I feel terrible that I cannot help."

Yeah, me too.

"Don't feel bad, we have no idea with what we're dealing with here."

Nizika saw that Jack meant no disrespect or no ill faith toward her or her oils, he just wanted to go home and heal his friend. She was aware that the young woman was not getting better, in fact she only seemed to be getting worse. She did not believe that this was a result of her trying to help, just that whatever it was that was that was that was ailing this woman was beyond her understandment and abilities. She was not going to force him into letting her try anything he did not feel comfortable with. So she decided to leave.

"I will depart for the evening. Here, take some of the oils, just in case you should reconsider. May your friend be well by next sun rise. Good night."

"'Night, and thank you." With that Nezika left Teal'c and Jack alone.

"Have you rested at all. O'Neill?" Teal'c asked as he saw Jack rub his eyes and bury his head in his hands.

"...Ugh...No...I'm all right, though."

"Perhaps you should consider-"

"I'll be all right Teal'c, don't worry about me," Jack cut him off.

"As you wish."

"Where's Daniel," Jack said, trying to change the subject, "I thought he was with you?"

"Indeed, he has not. I believe Marlow took Daniel Jackson to search for a way out of this planet earlier today."

"It's getting late."

"Would you like me to retrieve him?" Teal'c offered.

Jack thought for a moment, "No. No, he's a big boy. Hopefully he's found something useful."

"O'Neill, I regret to inform you that I have as of yet been unable to find something that would be beneficial for Major Carter." Teal'c said with so much reverence, sincerity and hurt that Jack managed a sad smile in Teal'c's direction.

"We'll find a way." Jack said, and with that he took one of Nezika's bottles and began to gently apply the oil on Sam again. Not out of need, but just to feel the close proximity between them as he did, to feel that she was indeed still alive.

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