Stargate
Infinity Series: Reunited Revamped

By GM Grantham

After the events of 'Flesh and Blood', Daniel and Vala share some alone time and discover some very interesting things about one another. Meanwhile, the battle against the Ori continues.

Spoilers for 'Flesh and Blood' through The Quest, Part II

Nothing of Stargate SG-1 is mine…no matter how I wish it was.

This chapter is rated PG-13.

A/N: This story fills in the time between Flesh and Blood, Morpheus, and The Pegasus Project, and The Uninvited. It also offers a possible explanation as to how Daniel and Vala came across the non-Ancient names of those two planets.

And on another note, for the purposes of my story I will be ignoring the episode Insiders, but I'll be including The Uninvited. Also, I will be disregarding the episode 200.

I will most likely do a sequel to this, but any sequel will also most likely disregard a majority of canon from here on unless otherwise noted.


ELEVEN

When Sam entered the Infirmary two mornings later, her eyes were red from tears and her face was pale, which, combined with the dark circles under her eyes gave her a ghostly appearance. She slid quietly into the chair that had been placed just outside of the quarantine tent.

Her gaze flew first to Jack's thinning hair, her throat constricting as she recalled just three mornings ago running her hands through the silvery strands, his hair still thick despite his age.

Her eyes then wandered over his sallow cheeks to his once lush lips, which had now lost all of their color. He looked so vulnerable this way, almost like a sickly, wounded panther slowly loosing its battle for life. The sight brought the tears forth anew, and she allowed them to fall silently, only a brief, soft whimper of pain ever passing her lips.

Suddenly, there were slow, calm footsteps behind her and she jumped, her heart racing as she turned to find Doctor Lam striding toward her. She immediately wiped the tears away, swallowing roughly.

"Is there any change in his condition?" she asked, her voice slightly gravelly.

Doctor Lam frowned, shaking her head sadly. "None. But I think I've isolated the root cause and I can tell you with 100 percent certainty that it's not cancer and that it's genuinely alien."

Sam smiled weakly, somewhat relieved by the positive diagnosis. "So it's not fatal?"

Doctor Lam smiled. "No, it's not fatal."

It took every ounce of her willpower not to stand and dance around like a gleeful five-year-old who'd gotten her first real taste of ice cream.

"Sam?" came a weak, hoarse query behind her.

She froze, hardly daring to believe her ears. She turned toward Jack and let out a soft gasp when her gaze met his, the blue irises sparkling like light reflecting off of water, burning into hers. "Jack?" she said softly.

Jack smiled broadly, drinking in the sound of his name rolling from her lips. No 'sir' or 'Colonel' or 'General'. Just his name. Simple, yet the most heartwarming word he'd heard in his life.

"Hey," he whispered.

"Hey," she returned with a lopsided grin.

He groaned softly as a stabbing pain shot through his body. "What in the hell happened?"

"You collapsed almost three days ago while you were making dinner," Sam supplied. "Don't you remember?"

Jack frowned. "Massaging his temples. "Yeah, some of it." Suddenly, a grin lit up his features. "How's the guy you decked? Did he live?"

Sam's eyes widened slightly and a blush stole into her cheeks. Behind her, Doctor Lam raised an eyebrow, but she said nothing.

"You saw that?" Sam asked.

Jack nodded, smiling. "I was semi-conscious at the time, but I saw it, yeah."

Her blush deepened and she cleared her throat. "His nose only needed a little surgery and a dozen stitches."

His smile widened and he chuckled, shaking his head. "That's my girl."

Strangely, the comment filled her with pride and swelled her heart fit to burst. "So how are you feeling?" she asked.

He sighed. "A few aches, but otherwise fine."

Doctor Lam nodded. "Just take it easy for now, General."

Smiling weakly, Jack nodded. "Ya sure you betcha."

A soft laugh escaped Sam's lips, pleased to see some of the old Jack shining through.

"I'm going to let the others know you're awake," she said, standing to leave.

At this, Doctor Lam looked up. "Not too many at a time."

Sam nodded. "I understand."

She strode out the door toward Daniel's quarters.

/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\

A few hours later in the Infirmary, Daniel and Vala were by his bedside, both looking weary though not nearly as much as Sam.

"How are you?" Daniel asked solemnly.

Jack shrugged. "I've been better."

A few moments of heavy tension filled the space between them before Vala broke in with a short report on their progress with translating the records.

He grinned, evidently pleased. "Nice. So you've almost got it figured out?"

Vala nodded. "A few more hours should do it."

Out of the corner of his eye, Daniel saw Cam and Teal'c entering the room.

"We'll be back later to check on you," Daniel said with a smile. "Don't harass the nurses too much while we're gone."

Jack laughed weakly. "I can't make any promises…but I'll try."

Daniel then exited with Vala behind him and Cam and Teal'c moved forward, Cam taking the chair.

"General O'Neil," Teal'c greeted, inclining his head. "I am glad you are well."

Jack sighed. "Not 'well' exactly, but getting there."

"Well, this is a first," Cam said, a teasing tone in his voice.

With a grin, Jack turned toward him. "Get a good look, Mitchell, because I don't plan to be tied to a hospital bed again for a long time."

Carolyn entered with a needle, intending to draw another blood sample. "Okay, boys. Let the General rest. He'll need it after the intense shock his body has gone through."

Nodding, Cam and Teal'c stood, both offering Jack a smile before leaving the Infirmary.

"If needles and blood make you squeamish, just turn your head or close your eyes," she said.

He chuckled. "Piece of cake. I've had needles stuck in me so many times I don't really notice it anymore. As for blood…well, you can hardly avoid it in my line of work."

Carolyn nodded, carefully inserting the needle into his arm and slowly drawing the blood. She removed the needle and placed a gauze pad over the wound, pressing slightly hard and wrapping medical tape around it.

"Is that too tight?" Jack shook his head. "Good." She picked up the syringe, moving back toward her office. "I'll be back in to check on you in an hour."

Jack sighed and closed his eyes, slipping into a fitful sleep.

/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\

Jack's eyebrows shot up. "Jello?"

She shrugged setting the tray down on the moving table and pushing it into the tent toward him. "It's what Doctor Lam asked me to give you. She said you should start off easy."

Shaking his head, Jack took a bite of the wiggly blue dessert.

Sam watched him enthusiastically devour the jello, a smile on her lips. "Hungry?"

He laughed. "I've been out for almost three days. Hell, yeah. I'm hungry."

Setting the empty container back onto the tray and pushing it away, he laid back, closing his eyes and sighing.

He heard a click and there was a pause before the soft, familiar jazz strains began playing softly. He chuckled, humming along.

Are the stars out tonight?
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright
Cause I only have eyes for you dear
The moon may be high
But I can't see a thing in the sky
Cause I only have eyes for you

Sam smiled, nodding. "It's the first song we danced to on our first official date. I Only See You by Rod Stewart."

Again he chuckled. "Yep. I still can't believe I let you drag me into that jazz club." He opened his eyes and looked into hers, smiling. "But I'm glad you did."

You are here, so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes
Yes I only have eyes for you
For you

"I'd better let you get some rest," she mumbled, standing to leave.

Jack's eyebrows shot up. "Everyone keeps treating me like some kind of cripple. I've had enough rest. Two days' worth. Stay."

Wincing at his comment, Sam slid slowly back into the chair and Jack frowned.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Her head snapped up and she hesitated, looking as though she were trying to invent a half-truth.

"I…"

"Don't bullshit me, Sam. I know that look. You're working up some complicated cock and bull story that you hope I won't follow and that I'll just accept it because it's you."

Again, she winced. "The truth is…Doctor Lam can't find anything wrong either."

Jack sighed. "So maybe there isn't anything wrong with me if she can't find a problem."

She shook her head. "No, Jack. Your white blood cell count is still low and there's no obvious explanation for why your hair is falling out or why your body is shape-shifting the way it is."

He grunted in frustration and from the pain in his muscles and joints. His chest suddenly felt tight and he was beginning to get dizzy. His hand shook violently as he ran it through his thinning hair. "If she can't find anything wrong, what the hell's going on?"

"Give her time," Sam assured. "I'm sure she'll find something."

Her eyes went to his hands and she saw that he was clenching them. Her eyes widened and her heart jumped into her throat. "Jack, what is it?"

His response was a grunt and suddenly, the equipment monitoring his biosigns began beeping rapidly. Her eyes flew to the monitor and widened. His heart rate had jumped to 185 bpm and his blood pressure had increased by three times.

Doctor Lam rushed in with several nurses in tow and Sam backed away, watching helplessly as his body convulsed and twisted, a grimace of pain on his face.

"I need 10 milligrams of morphine now!" Lam shouted. A nurse brought it right away and Lam injected it into the crook of Jack's arm, looking up at his vitals.

He gasped for air, his body still convulsing. The numbness overtook him without warning and his vision blurred. He tried to shout Sam's name, but only a breathy gasp escaped. His hand grappled at the air, looking for her hand. Sam shot forward, taking his hand in hers and squeezing it tightly, laying a hand across his forehead.

"He's going into shock! Another 5 milligrams!"

His eyes closed and his body stilled, his vitals gradually returning to normal. Lam's head fell back and she let lose a sigh of relief. "He's fine. He just blacked out. Once the morphine is out of his system, he should come back around." She turned to Sam, running a shaky hand through her hair. "What happened?"

Sam shook her head, swallowing roughly. "I don't know. We were talking and he started clenching his hands. The next thing I knew his heart rate had skyrocketed…"

Lam shook her head. "We might not be so lucky next time. If this happens again, we might lose him. His body is already weak from the low white cell count and the stress of his collapse."

"Have you found anything yet?" Sam asked worriedly.

Again, Lam sighed. "Not yet. But I think I'm getting close." She looked at the unconscious man on the bed. "If we can keep him out of danger for another few hours, I should be able to find out what's going on and outline possible treatments."

Sam nodded, her throat tightening. "I think I'm going to get some sleep. Let me know when he wakes up."

Lam nodded and watched Sam exit the Infirmary before returning to her work.


A/N: I hope everybody enjoyed this chappie! You'll find out more about what's going on with Jack in the next chapter or two. ;) I've had quite a bit of fun with this part and if this story keeps going well, I'll do a sequel. I've already got a bit of the ending to this story planned out as well as a bit of the sequel. No, I'm not ending it already.

This story is going to go on for several more chappies at least. I'm extremely pleased at how successful this story has been. It's nearly had 100 reviews! Only three short as of August 23, 2006! I'm sure that will be quickly remedied, however. The day it hits 100 will be a day to celebrate. That breaks the record for the most reviews I've ever gotten on a story! Thanks to ALL of my fans! Without you, none of this honour would be possible!

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