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Jack moved forward silently, super-aware of his surroundings. The soft steps of the SG teams behind him, the unknown creatures of the forest, Carter's steady breathing on his left, Teal'c's looming presence on his right. The soft glow from the village ahead of him cast enough light that he could see where he was going, but the torch light was dim enough that the natives would never know what had hit them. Still. Always better safe than sorry. Jack called a halt.
"SG-3. Take the right. Take out the guards, set up charges, prepare to cover our escape. SG-6. Take the left. Same instructions to you. Keep quiet. We don't want them to know we were there until Daniel's out of there safe and sound." Jack gave his whispered instructions and immediately the teams separated. Jack continued towards the village, aware of his companions only a step behind him, alert and ready.
The torch's light suddenly grew brighter and a sudden roar split the night. People shouting in triumph and Jack felt his heart go cold at the sound. "Go!" Jack took off towards the village, knowing Carter and Teal'c wouldn't be far behind. A sense of urgency had lit in his chest, a knowledge that it was almost too late. He didn't know how he knew, he just knew. Hang in there, buddy. We're so close.
A pained scream shattered through the roar of the crowd and Jack couldn't help the cry that broke his throat. "DANIEL!" He grabbed at his radio. "SG-6, set off your charges NOW!"
A second later, an explosion shook the ground, followed by another, and another and the crowd ahead panicked, screams ripping through the night. Scattering, the natives ran for the cover of the trees all around, pure panic in all their movements. Jack ignored the crowd, heading straight towards the fire he saw ahead. No. No! No, no no. Hold on. Hold on, Daniel!
Daniel. Daniel was trapped in the flames, limp, his legs already engulfed.
"NO!"
Teal'c was suddenly plowing forward, ignoring the flames like they were simple sparks and ripping his friend straight off the pole, pulling him into his large arms, out of the fire. A second later, Teal'c was laying him down on the ground and Jack dropped to his knees, using his jacket to pat the fire out on Daniel's legs. Keep it together, O'Neill. Keep it together. He gasped at the sight that met his eyes. Daniel's legs were massively burned. The skin was black, charred beyond recognition. Bone was visible, though barely recognizable through the blackened mess. The damage was extensive and Jack knew instinctively, from years of war and seeing comrades downed by explosions, that this wasn't damage Daniel could recover from. Carter's horrified gasp behind him told him she knew too.
"Oh-"
Carter's words were cut off by a small moan elicited from their young comrade and Jack was quick to soothe him as best he could. It was all he could really do. There was no way Daniel would be able to use his legs again, with damage like that. He would be lucky to survive the infections that were probably already setting in, the complications that could stem from such severe injuries. Oh, Daniel. Daniel.