Heya! Thanks for all the reviews. I apologise for the long wait, i just upgraded my comp from Windows '98 to XP and GASP! all my files on this story were deleted! Even my Chapter Planner wouldnt load! Luckily i'd already printed it off before. So you're okay. I still know what im writing.

And, dont take the fact that i have posted two other stories. They were just floating around on my comp so i thought id post em. I'm not ignoring this Fic!

Anyway on to Chapter Three!

Previously on Stargate:

"One of her lings have collapsed, shes not breathing."

Chapter Three:

Jack was pacing, a worried expresssion fixed on his pace and with all the nurses coming and going out of Sams room. He grew panicked.

Sitting on the hard cold Hospital chairs that lined the long white corridors sat Daniel.

"Jack stop it, your annoying me." The exhausted archaeologist said,

"Sorry Danny." Jack apologised and sat down. In truth he was scared. Scared of what might happen to Sam. He didnt know what he'd do without her.

Then a nurse came out and walked over to them. Her namebadge said that she was Dr. Hazel Smitt. She sighed at the sight of the pair. They obvioulsy cared for this woman she was currently trying to save.

At the sound of her approch they perked up hoping for good news, but preparing them for bad at the same time.

Seconds later, the nurse approched them. She had chestnut coloured hair that tumbled down to her shoulders in curls, her eyes were deep pools of gree, her age... about 30ish.

The two men stood as she reached them, then, she shook their hands in turn and pulled out her clipboard,

"I have good and bad news for you." Jack and Daniel looked at each other and prepared themselved for the worst.

The doctor peered at her clipboard and said;

"We have managed to reinflate her lung." Both Jack and Daniel breathed a sigh of relief.

"However she needs to be put onto a ventilater until we see fit that she can breathe on her own."

Jack nodded, "Can we see her now?" he asked.

She nodded. "Yes, but dont be worried by the extra machines in there. They are to help her."

Jack and Daniel shared a glance and walked into Sams room. There were still a few nurses mulling about, taking her blood pressure, checking her temperature, and looking over readouts from the various machines in the room. There were in fact a few more machines than last time.

Jacks eyes wondered over the room, taking in all the bleeping machines, the flowers on the bedside cabinet. She was lying there so peaceful, she could have been asleep. Yet he knew it was much, much worse. The bottom line. She was in a coma. His 2IC was in a coma, and he had never felt so helpless in his life. There was nothing he could do, except wait for her to emerge and then welcome her with open arms and never let her go.

"I'll go see if Teal'cs back from Dakarra yet." Daniel spoke up from the other side of the room, Jack nodded and Daniel shuffled out of the room.

Jack edged towards the bed and sat down gratefully on a chair next to it.

He grasped Sams hand and covered it with his other hand.

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She was disembodied, a piece of conscience that floated freely.

She bore no memories. A blank slate. But with etchings still visible of a past life.

And then she was drifting downstream towards a bright light.

But a warm familiar feeling was drawing her away from the light.

Something was familiar about it but she could't place it...

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Later that day it was as if the old SG-1 were back together.

Teal'c was standing guard ouside the door, Daniel was traipsing back and forth to the coffee machine, and Jack hadn't moved from Sams side since he got their.

'Yep, it was just like old times.' Jack thought sadly whilst studying Sams face.

"Mr O'Neill," Dr. Hazel Smitt knocked Jack out of his reverie, "You should let any close relative know whats going on."

Jack sighed and stood up, "I'll let Mark and his family know. They'll probably want to come over and see her."

Moving to a empty room he once again pulled out his mobile and dialled Sams brother.

A male voice answered the phone.

"Hey its Mark."

"Hey Mark, its Jack O'Neill. I used to work with your sister and um... your dad." Jacks voice nearly cracked when he mentioned Jacob.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah. That Jack... the General? I remember you from my dads wake."

"Its about Sam."

"Whats happened to Sam?"

"There was a car crash..."

"A car crash? Oh my god, is Sam okay?"

"Shes in a coma." Was Jacks reply.

"Oh my god. I'll...i'll...tell the kids what hospital is she in?"

Jack reeled off the details of the hospital and then offered to pick him up from the airport.

Mark, who was obvioulsy dashing round the house and trying to pack, gracioulsy accepted.

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A few hours later Jack was waiting in Terminal Three at Colorado Springs Airport.

Waiting impatiently he looked at his watch and willed it to go faster, he didnt want to leave Sams side, but he had offered. Next to him was Daniel. Daniel had decided to tag along knowing that Jack wouldnt say much to Mark and that he had to be a go between, and so they both left Teal'c and told him they wouldnt be long.

People started to walk out of the terminal and hurry home.

Whilst waiting Jack reflected on the past two days.

Sam was in a coma.

He still couldnt belive it.

It still hadn't sunk in.

"Jack?" Someone called out to him. He looked up. It was Mark.

"Heya Mark." Jack said walking up to Sams brother and shook his hand in a formal greeting.

"Hey Daniel!" Mark called over Jacks shoulder to the awaiting archaeologist behind him.

"Hey." Was all Daniel could say.

"Lets go." said Jack, not wanting to delay any longer.

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The car drive was an uneventful one. And the three men soon found themselves deep in thought.

Soon they reached the hospital, and Jack found himself almost half running to make sure nothing had happened in his absence.

Teal'c, noticing his friends disstress said; "Nothing has transpired O'Neill." Jack nodded his thanks and sat down on the chair he had previoulsy vacated. Eyes never leaving Sams face, only to see Marks face fall when he saw the state of his sister.

TBC

A/N There. An extra long chapter to make up for the time it took for me to upload it. Hope you enjoy and as always...

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A/A/N: Sorry it took me so long to upload, wasent working.