Title: Report 83646

Author: PapayaK
Category: Hurt-Comfort, Angst, more Hurt – a hint of team, cause I can't leave them out of anything.
Spoilers: Abyss, Tokra
Summary: A report on a mission. Colonel O'Neill, (and friend) is captured, tortured and manages to escape in a rather unorthodox way. By the way – it's a dumb name – I couldn't think of anything better. Can You?
Warnings: Torture, Blood, Gore – Much darker than I usually like. Be prepared. It freaked ME a little when I went back and read it, and I wrote it. I'll explain where this all came from after you've read it.

As always – Please Feed the Writers!!
(We're always starving for it)

Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. Just having fun.

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Suddenly, Teal'c, who had been bandaging my wrist, jerked up his head and looked sharply at me. I was about to speak when I realized he wasn't looking at me at all; He was listening intently.

"Majorcarter!"

"Now. Dad!"

The Jaffa were almost at the door. I helped the Major move Colonel O'Neill back into the circle while Teal'c pointed his staff at the door, and moved with us.

The door burst open and Jaffa poured in just as the rings took us.

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Report 83646 – Chapter 6

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Once aboard the alkesh, Selmak immediately put us into hyperspace before Ba'al's gliders could reach us.

Daniel approached, his face full of concern. He knelt on the other side of Jack and looked at Sam.

"He did it himself! To escape." She whispered.

Daniel couldn't believe it.

"Gina says we can…" she swallowed, "reattach it with a healing device."

"He did this?"

Jesha spoke. "Contact has been made with the Tok'ra?"

Daniel nodded, "They're evacuating."

We nodded, "There isn't much time. With the tourniquet, the cells are dying. We must get to a healing device before it is too late."

Trying to help them deal with their shock, Jesha continued, "The Colonel and I discussed it at length. There were no other options under the circumstances. He felt it was necessary for our survival and that of the Tok'ra. He was vehement that we not be taken by Ba'al."

Major Carter nodded and went to speak with her father, presumably about the quickest route to Earth.

Daniel placed a folded blanket under the deeply unconscious Colonel's head and finished bandaging some minor wounds, gently wiping away blood as he went.

Teal'c placed his hand on my back, prepared to continue with my own bandages.

"It's okay, Teal'c, Jesha will take care of me. I just need some place to lie down."

He inclined his head. I smiled – that one meant, 'as you wish.' Then he led me to a bench.

"Wake me if there's any change, please."

"Indeed, I will."

As it turned out, Jesha ensured that I knew little of what went on for the next twenty-four hours.

oO0Oo - here we break from her report for a bit and let her rest...

"How much longer, Dad?"

"It's two hours to the nearest planet with a Stargate. How's Jack?"

"He's lost a lot of blood; his pulse is weak, but fairly steady. His arm…"

"I know kiddo. But Jesha's right. I've actually healed an amputation once before. As long as it hasn't… Do we know how long it's been?"

"No. And Gina's out. Jesha's healing her now."

Jacob nodded. "We're going as fast as we can."

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Once they reached the planet, they ringed down right in front of the 'gate. Carter ran to the DHD to dial and send the code. Jacob and Daniel gently picked up Jack while Teal'c carried Gina through the puddle and into the waiting arms of the SGC medical staff.

Gina was placed into an infirmary bed and left to heal with all the medical support Janet could provide.

Jack was surrounded by a flurry of activity. IVs and medications were being administered liberally. Units of blood were hung and vitals taken and retaken. Carter maneuvered her way to the head of his bed and was surprised to see him awake.

"Sir?"

"I hate this part." His weak voice was barely audible through all the activity.

Carter smiled gently and rested a hand on his shoulder. "Dad thinks it'll work. Says he's done it before." She knew he would understand what she was referring to: his self inflicted, career ending injury – at least the active part.

"Doesn' matter" he slurred.

"Sir?"

"Had to. No other way." He glanced up into her worried eyes, barely able to keep his own open. "S'okay, Carter."

She noticed her father and Janet in deep discussion. "Be right back, Sir."

But Jack was already unconscious.

Janet gave Sam a tight smile and moved to the Colonel's bedside with new orders.

Jacob turned to his daughter. "Due to the length of time that has passed, we feel that a combination of surgery and the healing device will give him the best chance. They have to take him into surgery to stop the bleeding anyway, so…"

Sam nodded. And, seeing the Colonel was already being wheeled into surgery, moved to join the rest of SG-1where they waited, off to the side, out of the way.

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Twenty-four hours later, there was a very different scene in the infirmary. For one thing, it was much quieter.

Gina, now fully recovered, was sitting in a chair in the corner looking nervous. She had been typing her report on a borrowed laptop for the last two hours, but now that laptop was being held by Daniel who was reading said report.

Teal'c was standing at the foot of the Colonel's bed having a hushed conversation with Carter who was seated at the side, her hand resting gently on her CO's.

Colonel O'Neill remained unconscious. His newly repaired arm rested across his chest. They could see a scar where the layers of bandages had been removed as they were no longer necessary.

"Did not DoctorFrasier say he would be awake by this time?"

Sam nodded, then shook her head, "Should've been hours ago."

"Perhaps he merely needs more time to recover."

She nodded again. "He's had three sessions with Selmak and the healing device. They're confident his hand will have full sensation and range of motion, but we won't be sure until he wakes up and tells us."

Daniel moved to sit next to Gina, resting the laptop between them. She looked more nervous than ever.

"Is it okay? I've never written one before."

"Oh yeah! It's fine – great actually. I can tell you're an English major." He smiled. "It reads like fiction." He shook his head, "I wish it was."

They were quiet for a moment, as Daniel figured out the best way to broach a tender subject.

"You were right, you know…"

She looked at him questioningly.

"I do know. Jack can be a pain… but he's a good man – the best. I respect him a great deal – just don't tell him."

Gina smiled.

"And while we're talking about secrets…" his eyebrows rose and fell, then looked quickly at Gina when she gave a little giggle.

She shook her head, thinking of the Colonel's descriptions, "Nothing"

"You noticed that there is, well, something between Sam and Jack."

"I thought it was pretty obvious."

Daniel smiled, "Yeah, well, I'm not actually sure how much they realize it themselves."

"You're kidding. I figured it was an established thing."

"Nooo. Noo. You see that would be bad."

"Why?"

"It's against the rules."

"What rules?"

"Air Force rules. Military rules."

"That's stupid."

"Well, in general, it's a good rule… But Sam and Jack, well there can't be any exceptions."

Light dawned in Gina's eyes, "I better take that out then."

"Yeah, it might-"

Suddenly they both turned at the sound of Carter's voice. She spoke softly and gently. "Hey, Colonel, how're you feeling?"

Daniel and Gina moved to his side as well. So it was that the first sight that greeted the Colonel was the sight of his team and Gina, looking a whole lot better than she had the last time he saw her.

"Hey-" he rasped and Sam gave him a sip of water.

He looked up at her. "Thanks." He paused to rest, "Nice choice of words, Carter." He whispered.

She smiled. They all held their breath as he slowly raised his left hand a bit and moved one finger at a time.

"Pretty good, huh?"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

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Well, as they say, everybody lived happily ever after.

When Jesha completed my healing, I learned that everyone was very concerned because the Colonel had not yet awoken. His recovery was not going as hoped.

It still isn't, actually. He's pretty pissed about it, too. His strength has been very slow in returning, there's something wrong with his blood-work. I think it has something to do with the tools Arsay used. Jesha agrees, but without access to her devices there's not much anyone can do about it. He is slowly improving.

At least his hand is working. Selmak says he believes it will return to 100 percent with physical therapy and another go or two with the healing device.

Soon I will travel to the new Tok'ra base. It will be good to be home.

This morning, I said goodbye to Sam and Daniel and Teal'c. They are everything the Colonel said. And I saw in each of them that the bond of friendship and family is fully returned.

Now I will head down to the infirmary and say goodbye to the Colonel and turn this in.

I hope that this report is a tribute to his courage, and his willingness to sacrifice himself, but even more than that;

To his ability to face unbeatable odds…

And beat them.

Thank-you, Colonel, for everything.

End.

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Okay. As promised, this story has a bit of back-story. You may be familiar with the story of Aron Ralston, the hiker who became trapped while on a hike in a Utah canyon. A boulder rolled and pinned his forearm to the wall. After three days of trying more typical means of escape, he decided to amputate part of his arm in order to free himself. He had not told anyone where exactly he would be hiking and so he could not expect to be rescued. He used a multi-tool, something like a Swiss Army knife, and then hiked out to safety. Of course, he had no alien friends to help him so he now has an artificial limb. It has not however, slowed him down. He says there are rock climbing holds he can achieve with his new limb that he couldn't do before.

Anyway, my husband, who often makes suggestions for my stories, came across an article about Ralston one night. "You should have this happen to Jack!"

Well, it was thought provoking, but there was the problem of who would tell the story. I couldn't imagine Jack being moved to that desperate of an action if his team was with him, and if he were alone he would never tell the story – at least not in sufficient detail to satisfy us. And so Gina was born. I don't usually write original characters unless they serve a specific purpose. I hope Gina did her job well enough for you.

Thanks for reading, and please review if you have the time.

Thanks! PapayaK