"Hey God it's me… Margret, no it's not Margret it's Jack, but you know that you're God. Look I don't know what I'm doing here, or who I think I'm talking to, maybe I'm talking to myself, but I know if Sam was here she'd want me to be doing this and it can't really hurt. So I know we really haven't talked lately… or ever and I really haven't gone to church or done any of that 'Christian-y' stuff but if you could bring major Carter back that'd be great and I'd be real appreciative. K… thanks… bye…"
"Amen." Janet said walking into the room "You usually end prayers saying 'amen'."
"Yeah I thought 'k thanks' sounded wrong."
Janet smiled. "It's nice to see you showing some fear."
"Not fear." Jack got defensive.
"Well for once you're not trying to convince everyone everything is good." Janet walked over to him
"Yeah, well I thought it wouldn't hurt. Doc you look tired. When's the last time you slept?"
"Oh I don't know 38, 40 hours ago maybe. I keep thinking if I go to sleep Sam will wake up without me there or worse she might have something go wrong and I'll be sleeping. I could never live with myself if she." Janet started to tear up. "I'm sorry sir I'm not usually this emotional. It's just Sam's"
"You're best friend I get it." He looked at her and smiled "Oh come here." he pulled her into a hug. She cried silently but he knew and he didn't mind secretly he wished he could do it himself. "She's gonna wake up. Any time now." He let go and backed up. "You need to go sleep. Do it somewhere on base if you don't wanna go home but get some sleep or you won't be any help even if you're awake."
"Yes sir." She smiled wiped her face and left.
"Sam will wake up any time now." He reassured himself.
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