Chapter 31: Thor's Ship

This chapter contains some more medical scenes. I apologize up front if they're not up to par.

O347hrs: Thor's Ship...Thor beamed the small group consisting of Dr. Frasier, Cassandra, Sam and Jack. The group appeared in a transporter room that seemed lager than needed. "This is the medical transporter room. We believe that a dedicated beaming point would be very beneficial." Thor informed the group as he walked towards the door. Janet and Major Carter followed with the anti-gravity pod containing Colonel O'Neill. They followed Thor into the medical bay looking around awe-struck. The ship was a perfect mix of tau'ri and Asgard design/technology. Major Carters itch to explore was on the back burner for the time being. Her concern for Jack was foremost on the mind.

The group walked into the medical bay to a state of the art room. Everywhere they looked was plasma screens, Asgard medical pods and earth style beds. Thor instructed Dr. Frasier to line up the pod with one of the beds. They slid over the unconscious colonel gently setting him down. Janet had sedated him for the trip against his wishes. The Dr. Frasier didn't want any complications despite Thor's assurances. All this happened as Oma stayed hidden from the group purposely. She or Thor didn't want them to know what their plans were.

"The process will take several hours." Thor spoke to everyone as he blinked. "If you wish to rest during this time you may use the other beds. We made them comfortable as possible." He informed the women and child. "I can take first watch. The colonel likes having one of us close by." Sam explained yawning as she grasped his hand tightly. "Major, I'll take first watch. You haven't been sleeping well since Col. O'Neill's been shot. He's not going anywhere without us." Janet informed her friend. Sam went to argue her point getting cut off by Thor.

"Dr. Frasier is correct Major Carter. You look very tired from this ordeal. I will wake you before the process is complete." The Supreme Asgard Commander said backing up the doctor. "I'll stay up with you Mom. I have more to tell Dad." Cassie stated trying to hide her sleepiness. "Nice try the two of you. Both of you need to get some sleep. I'll stay up and help Thor if I needed. Now off to bed!" She said in a no-nonsense tone. "Awe, Mom! I'm not that tired." Her daughter retorted stifling a yawn. "Janet, I'll be fine. Just let me..." Sam tried as well. "Not this time Sam, I'll make it an order if I have too for both of you!" Janet admonished the two. Sam sighed knowing that she had lost this round to her friend. She looked at Jack squeezing his hand one more time. Against her better judgment Sam leaned over kissing Jacks forehead. Janet and her daughter hearts warmed at Sam's act of love. Oma continued to watch seeing this as their chance. Thor gave a slight nod in her direction signaling that he agreed.

"Were not gonna to die. We can't die, Bendis. You know why? Because we are so...very...pretty. We are just too pretty for God to let us die!" SGT. Malcolm Reynolds: Firefly T.V. series

0412hrs...Twenty minutes later both Cassie and Sam were sound asleep. They each just happen to choose an Asgard designed bed. This made Oma and his job that much easier. Thor also decided to teach Dr. Frasier how to run the controls to the medical pods. Janet tried to stay awake as promised only to nod off against the bed. Taking her own advice she laid down 30 minutes later. The day had tasked all involved today. With Dr. Frasier now fast asleep Oma came out of hiding.

"It is time to make sure the legacy comes true my friend." She said somberly. "I'll begin with O'Neill. He is critical to the universes salvation." Thor agreed taking a deeper look at the virus. "Should we scan Dr. Frasier too? She might have potential as well." Oma asked. "That's an excellent idea. SG1 considers the doctor apart of their family." He informed the ascended being. "If you don't mind Thor, I'll start with Major Carter. How long do you think the process will take?" Oma inquired stepping up to the medical pod controls. "O'Neill's injuries were more extensive than Dr. Frasier or Anise thought. It will take 6.759 hours for O'Neill to heal completely. That is including increasing his ATA gen capabilities." He explained. "Cassandra Frasier and Major Carter will only take a few hours to activate their ATA gene." Thor finished tapping in commands.

Thor scanned the colonel's body thoroughly. He concluded that the poison killing O'Neill could be reversed boosting the immune system. In doing so Colonel O'Neill's white blood cells would regenerate 67% faster. Thor healed all his internal injuries while increasing his muscle strength 50% as well. To cover the changes Thor made it so they'd appear gradually over time. Jacks knees would never bother him again although he'd still complain for spite. The ATA gene was the clincher in Thor's view. He enhanced the ATA gene twice over for good measure. The prophecy also mentioned a second Ancient Repository of knowledge. To make sure that O'Neill could handle this one Thor increased Jacks mental ability by 33%. O'Neill's brain activity was already 42% higher than normal. He then cured the colonel of PTSD by suppressing the bad memories. Thor rechecked his work. Satisfied he them turned his attention to Cassandra Frasier.

While Thor was tending to Colonel O'Neill Oma had conducted a complete medical on Major Carter. She found no signs of disease or injuries. Oma did suppress memories causing her PTSD as well. She then activated Sam's recessive ATA gene without any problems. Oma was finishing up with the major as Thor activated Cassie's gene.

Dr. Frasier had crawled into a tau'ri bed falling asleep instantly. She was dead to the world. Her emotional and physical fatigue finally caught up to the good doctor. Thor went to the control panel starting an in-depth scan of the doctor. Oma Desala reached into Dr. Frasier's mind to get a better picture of the short fiery redhead. Janet was having a dream of a wedding. Her own as it showed Janet walking up the aisle to... "Oma, I have found something disturbing. Please confirm what I have found." Thor asked interrupting Oma's concentration. (I know, evil fan-fiction writer.) She looked at the computer screen seeing a mutated cell. It was small and inactive. "Is that what the tau'ri refers to as a 'CANCER CELL'?" Oma asked already knowing the answer by Thor's serious look. "You are correct Oma. It is a cancer cell. The scans show it dormant. My calculations show that the cell will become active in 3 years." He confirmed blinking several times.

"We must prevent the cancer from becoming active my friend. Janet Frasier is a vital part of the SGC and SG1. She has saved them and others countless times. The doctor is selfless in her treatment of friend or foe." Oma stated. "Agreed, I shall remove the infected cells immediately. I'll then enhance her immune system as a precaution. Cancer in humans has a way of coming back despite proper treatments." Thor informed his long time friend and ally. The whole process took a little over an hour. Triple checking his work Thor was sure that Dr. Frasier would be around for a very long time.

Oma smiled as she caught the tail end of the redheads dream. If this came true a certain blond-headed man was in deep trouble. She sometimes envied the tau'ri and their mortality. Oma only remembers what it was like being in love. 'Brand, her husband had chosen to stay behind. He had insisted that she ascend into safety. Brand was a warrior, a leader among leaders. He vanquished the enemy only to succumb to the virus. Oma remembered their last passionate kiss too many times to count. This memory was a bitter-sweet bringing a solitary tear to her eyes.

With their mission complete the two of them monitored the tau'ri before them. Thor and Oma discussed the prophecy in further detail. While they did this the other Asgard ship was getting very close.

SGC 0631hrs: Dr. Justin Chase exited the elevator entering the SGC. He bumped into an airman without even apologizing. The doctor was in a foul mood because of an argument with his ex-wife. They never could agree on their daughter's upbringing. Tonya was a teen now getting ready for 9th grade. Dr. Chase wondered if the headaches would ever stop. Dr. Chase made his way to the infirmary in hopes of a better day. To his annoyance he learned that Dr. Frasier was aboard Thor's ship. He let out a groan of frustration. "Why don't I ever get a chance like that? Oh, wait! I'm not friends with the GREAT and POWERFUL COLONEL O'NEILL!" the doctor said sarcastically. Upon arriving he read the night shifts reports trying to forget about SG1.

0707hrs: Hearing his stomach growl for the third time Dr. Chase decided to grab some break feast. One the way there a German member of SG-39 stopped him. "Dr. Chase, darf ich mit lhnen reden?" (Dr. Chase, may I have a word with you?). Major Henri Gruber asked the doctor. Recognizing who the voice belonged to Justin relaxed. "Ich bin auf den Weg zur kantine mein Freund. Wir konnen dort reden Henri. Ich hatte heute morgen keine Zeit mir Druhstuck zu machen." (I'm headed to the commissary my friend. We can talk there Henri. I didn't have time to make breakfast this morning.) He answered back in his friend's native language. "Ja, das ist eine tolle Idee." (Yes, that's a great Idea.) Major Gruber was the medic on SG-39. The team was an all germen team on their first Tour of Duty. Gruber and Chase worked with one another in the infirmary sometimes. Both men had a common interest, attractive German women. Their ex-wife's just happens to fall in that category. Since they were both divorced it gave them common ground. The two often spoke in german keeping their conversations mostly private. With their selections made they found a table off to its self. To their advantage the commissary was mostly empty. Most of the teams were off world or on maneuvers with allies.

"Woruber willst du reden Kumpel?" (What do you need to talk about buddy?) Justin asked taking a bite of scrambled eggs. "Hast du schon die neusten Nachrichten gehort Major Rollins wurde letzte Nacht festgenommen?" (Have you heard the latest news? Major Rollins was arrested last night.) His friend informed him while eating green jello. 'Jennifer in custody...that's not good at all. I hope she isn't compromised he thought to himself'. "Ich dachte das gleiche mein Freund. Der Major ist ein guter Hingucker wie es die Amerikaner sagen worden." (I thought so my friend. The major is quit the looker as you Americans say.) "Waren wir so offentsichtlich?" (Was we that obvious?) The doctor asked in hushed voice. Gruber let out a small chuckle."Deine (personliche) Aufmerksamkeit zur ihr auffallig." (Your extra attention to her didn't go un-noticed.) He said then got serious. "Bedauerlicherweise wusstest du was mit lhr passieren wurde, Dr. Chase." (Unfortunately you know what has to happen Dr. Chase.)

Justin ran his fingers through his hair with a sigh. Jennifer was a rare find. She liked a good roll in the hay without attachments. Her looks rivaled that of Natile Portman. What did it matter anyways? It's not like we were a couple. He took a breath then accepted the facts. "Betrachten Sie das Problem als erledigt." (Consider the problem taken care of.) Gruber just nodded then continued eating breakfast. They discussed non business issues such as sports and ex-wife's for the rest of the time.

Please excuse any mistakes on translation. I used Google Translate.