(A/N: sorry for the long delay... but new chapter! I would like to thank all my enthusiastic reviewers! Reading back through them made me inspired to finish the chapter... it's been started for a while now, I just haven't been able to finish it. Thank you reviewers!
Ryan x x)


'SG-11, you're guarding the 'Gate. Keep an eye out for Colonel O'Neill, contact me immediately if he turns up here! Radio in every half an hour,' Major Carter ordered, stopping long enough to receive a salute and 'Yes Ma'am!' from the other team. She walked fast out of the Entr'ian Stargate clearing, entering the thick, dense jungle.Teal'C and Daniel followed quickly, not wanting Sam to be put in extra danger without having the right back up.

'Do you know where Jack actually is Sam?' Daniel asked, tentatively.

'Sort of…' was the answered, shrouded in thought, preoccupied.

She stopped abruptly, causing Daniel to walk into her. Sam's face was wrinkled in thought, turning slowing around, talking in her surroundings. There was two things swirling around her mind, in constant motion. Need. Have to find him. Need. There was an increasing pressure at the back of her head, different to the one from before. It was almost as if it was telling her, directing her - to him. To Jack. Turning around again, slower talking real notice of where the pressure built up and dissipated.

Walking slowly in an area where the pressure had been less intense proved fruitful as she bent down to pick up a shard of material, nearly invisible in the surrounding jungle. It wasn't big, just a small length of cloth, but it was definitely the Colonel's. Daniel, taking the rag from Sam urged her forwards, not really understanding what was going on inside her mind.

Need. Have to… Need… Find him… Need…


Jack slowly sat up. The pain in his chest hadn't gotten much better, and to make things better, he was getting some kind of headache at the back of his mind. He didn't remember hitting his head on anything other than the ground once the… what was he supposed to call that anyway? 'Kitty' just didn't seem to fit… I digress, thought Jack.

The makeshift sling on his arm was now soaked in blood, although he was sure that the actual wound had stopped bleeding not long after the sling had gone one. He was more worried about his ribs, they didn't feel broken, but he just couldn't risk puncturing his lungs if they were. Strangely enough, the couple of aspirin he took hadn't helped the pain. Why did they all carry them anyhow? They were most likely get injured from enemy fire, fat lot of good that would do to prevent the pain… digressing again…

The water running in the small stream near where he sat looked inviting. Asking him to take a drink, or just to lay in to numb the wounds. Getting up incredibly slowly, he walked cautiously, so he didn't loose he balance, and sat next to the stream, dipping in his canister, filling it to the brim with water. The water was crystal clear, the pebbles and stones at the bottom were a variety of colours, some, if he looked long enough, looked the colour of Sam's eyes. Major Carter… Sam… how much did he want to see her right now?

…The pressure in the back of head intensified for a moment, before returning back to a dull throb…


No longer needing what the pressure in her mind was telling her, Sam walked straight forwards, with sure purpose. She would find him. There would be a little, crystal clear stream and he would be there. Waiting. Covered in blood. That last statement, so clear in her mind, made her stop and stumble. No! I must focus! She picked up the pace once more. Straight forwards.

Stepping through the icy steam brought her to the place where she had meet Jack in their dreams, twice previously. The little fire had been put out, quickly by the looks of it. The cave a little further back, held a mouth so dark, she wasn't sure if she'd like to go in with out company. The breeze gently shook some of the red leaves from the trees, fluttering to the ground effortlessly. It made Sam's hair move slightly, blowing some of the short strands into her eyes. Moving around again, her eyes searched the stream. There he was, crouched down, out of the way, drinking water from his canister.

She stood there, just watching, knowing that he would be alright. Knowing that everything would be alright. Daniel and Teal'C were to the side of the clearing, watching for Sam, aware that she needed to do this herself.

'Jack,' she whispered his name, walking closer to him. He appeared oblivious to her presence. Kneeling down in front of him, he looked up, slowly. Squinting his eyes, against the setting sun. It was like a halo had surrounded her head, reaching up one of his hands, he gently touched her face, realising that she was really there.

He was so very tired now. It seemed that now Sam had found him he could go to sleep and wake up in the Infirmary back in the SGC, with the Doc poking her needles in him… he fell to the floor unconscious from the loss of blood finally getting through his shock of being attacked.

'Jack!' Sam shouted the name this time, trying desperately trying to get him to wake up, her mind telling her it was stupid, that his wouldn't wake up here, but she wasn't listening to her mind. She was listening with her heart…


(A/N: So? It was a bit short, but I hope you enjoyed!
Ryan x x )