* One week later*

It had been one week since the surgery and Jack, still in a coma, had been moved into a private room in the infirmary. Sam still never left his side, hoping and praying for a miracle.

Like ever other day of the past few weeks, Sam sat next to Jack's bed, chin resting on her hands, just staring at him, willing him to wake up. On the other side of the viewing glass, unaware to Sam, sat Daniel and General Hammond. "She hasn't left Jack's side all week," said Daniel.

General Hammond looked over at Daniel. "What's going on here Dr. Jackson?"

"What?" asked Daniel confused. General Hammond nodded in the direction of Sam and Jack. "Do you really not know sir?"

General Hammond sighed and scratched his head. "I had a feeling" he said. After a brief pause he sighed again. "I can't imagine what she's going through."

"I can," said Daniel quietly as he thought back to Sha're. "Sam's world is falling to pieces.

Inside the infirmary, Sam was holding Jack's hand, rubbing her thumb over the back of his hand. She thought back to the day when they had admitted their feelings for each other, thanks to the zaytarks. "I don't want to leave it in the room anymore." She sniffed as tears fell on their joined hands. "Don't leave me sir," she whispered. Please….. don't leave me."

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The next day, Daniel walked into the infirmary to find Sam asleep, curle3d up in the chair next to Jack's bed. "Sam," he said softly, rubbing her shoulder.

Sam woke up to see Daniel handing her a cup of coffee. "Thanks," she said, wincing as she pulled her stiff body into a sitting position. As she held the hot beverage in both hands, sipping it slowly, Daniel glanced over her weary body, he could see the tiredness etched in the lines on her face, and in the dark circles under eyes.

"Sam when was the last time you slept?" Sam gave him a look. "I mean really slept."

She shrugged, "a couple days maybe."

"You should go get some sleep for a bit."

"Daniel I can't believe him."

"Go. I'll stay with Jack." Sam looked a little uneasy. "I'll come and get you in a few hours."

Convinced, Sam got up, thanked Daniel, and walked out, giving one last glance over her shoulder at Jack. Daniel sat down in Sam's chair and looked at his ill friend. "Uhhh hey Jack. … It's Daniel. We all miss you. It's uhhhh not quite the same without you. We need you back Jack…..especially Sam. Daniel sat back and looked around for a second to make sure that he was alone. "She really loves you, you know."

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Sam lay in bed looking up at the ceiling. Unable to sleep, she just lay there with all of the events of the past few weeks running through her head. Rolling over, hoping to catch an hour or so of sleep, her eyes fell over a picture of her and her father. She picked it up and rubbed her thumbs over her and her father's smiling faces. "I wish you were here Dad."

Suddenly an idea blossomed in her mind. Getting up, she ran to the control room. "Sir!" she said to General Hammond. "I need to contact the Tok'ra immediately."

"Major Carter I can't-"

"-sir Earth's medical sciences may not be able to save Colonel O'Neill but the Goa'uld's might."

Understanding, General Hammond nodded and turned towards one of the computer techs. "Send an emergency message to the Tok'ra."

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