CHARACTERS: Sam, Jack, Teal'c, Daniel, Jolinar, Martouf|Lantash
SUMMARY: Sam was still mourning the deaths of Martouf and Lantash when she went on a mission with her team which would change her life fundamentally.
CATEGORY: Drama, Action/Adventure, Romance, AU, Hurt/comfort
WARNINGS: Major character death (temporary), minor violence
NOTES: Written for Tok'ra Kree! Round 10
PROMPT: 078. SG-1, Sam|Jolinar + rest of SG-1 + Martouf|Lantash, some alien doohickey resurrects Jolinar in Sam. This is maybe late season 5 / early season 6 so Martouf|Lantash is dead. Or so they think. It turns out not to be the case - how did they survive? Was it clones that died? Was the Lantash that died a clone and the Tok'ra still have Martouf|Lantash in stasis? Your pick, but Sam|Jolinar and SG-1 has to rescue Martouf|Lantash.
"Sam? Are you coming?" Daniel asks.
I hear him, but I don't really react, only slowly returning to reality from my dark thoughts. I've been feeling depressed and sad since - since that day.
"Sam!" Daniel repeats.
I look up. "Sorry, what?"
"You've been staring down into that coffee cup for fifteen minutes - at least, and you haven't said much at all."
I shake my head, realizing he's right. "I just have a lot on mind - sorry that I'm not better company." I gave him a bleak smile.
"That's not what I meant, and you know it!" He rolls his eyes. "Listen, Sam, you're my friend. It's obvious something is bothering me. Please tell me about it."
"It's nothing." I look at the clock on the wall of the mess hall. "We're due for the mission in twenty minutes." I take another bite of my half-eaten sandwich, then put it down, disgusted. I quickly swallow and force the food down. "I don't want anything more to eat. Let's go change." I wash down the last of the now cold coffee and grimace.
Fifteen minutes later we're in the gateroom, waiting for Jack and Teal'c. I look up as Teal'c enters, and smile at him. He bows his head in greeting.
I return to my dark thoughts. Why had they lied to me? Why hadn't they told me? They had removed Lantash from Martouf and let Martouf die! And now Lantash was dead too. Damn Ren'al! Jolinar never trusted her!
Never again will I see Martouf's charming smile as he walks down the ramp, coming to the SGC. I feel a tear threaten to roll, and I angrily wipe away. I am NOT the type to cry. I don't cry! Well, except when Martouf was shot. And later, at night, after learning Martouf was dead, and then Lantash died.
"Sam!" I feel a hand on my arm and look up at Daniel's worried face. "It's obvious something is wrong - has been for, for a couple weeks." He realizes. "Sorry, of course."
I nod heavily. "I had almost allowed myself to hope they would be able to heal him. Martouf. I mean, I know it was stupid, he had been in stasis for more than a year, but I didn't, I didn't think they'd let him die, just like that - and without telling me." I force down a sniffle. "Then Lantash died, only hours after I learned Martouf was dead. I... I hadn't thought I'd hit me so hard." I close my eyes. "Sorry. I don't know why I'm suddenly blabbering."
"You don't have to apologize. They, they were your friends, right? We forget how close you must feel to the Tok'ra." Daniel looks guilty.
I smile at him, trying to appear reassuring. "Yes. Friends."
Is that what we were? I don't really know. Friend doesn't really cover it, but what then?
"On Chulak, we mourn those who were an important part of our existance for a full year. While this is mostly a private matter, your reaction is understandable, Major Carter," Teal'c says. "We are your friends, and expected to support you. In that we have failed."
"Thanks, Teal'c." I smile, feeling warmed.
Jack enters the gateroom. "Ready to ship out, guys?"
No Goa'uld owns this world, at least not any longer. There is a village near the Stargate, and a bit further is what we are here for. Vast ruins, from an ancient civilization. Furling, Daniel thinks. If that is true, it's a rare find. We know very little about them, and the only ones who could tell us anything would be the Nox or the Asgard, probably. Or the gatebuilders. None of which is likely.
"This is fantastic!" Daniel exclaimes, and I have to smile to myself over his enthusiasm.
I wish I could feel it too. It is fascinating, but I just can't enjoy it right now. I take a deep breath and focus on the mission. Work is the only thing that helps right now. "Where do you want to start, Daniel?" I ask.
He looks out over the area, then points to some ruins a bit further away, which looks much less damaged than the rest. "Over there."
"Okay, you two go look at the old rocks. T and I will keep guard," Jack says, yawning.
This is NOT his idea of a fun mission!
It is interesting, and I am soon immersed into the study of some old left over technology. It is amazing! This must have been here for more than ten thousand years, but there is still running power through much of it!
"I'm surprised no one else has been here before us," Daniel says.
"Well, there is a LOT of ruins, and the entrance was locked - and blocked with a large piece of fallen column. We only got in because we zatted it and disintegrated it. It's likely none of the locals has access to something like that, and unlikely anyone coming here cared enough to look at this particular room."
"Maybe," Daniel admits. He points to the text on the computer screen - a holographic display we managed to get working. "I think I am beginning to understand some of this. This was a lab, belonging to a scientist called 'Zugluhb'. I think he was interesting in healing, but I'm not sure."
"That makes sense. I've found machines that is clearly meant for scanning people and I think diagnose them as well."
"And heal them, even resurrect them, I think. Look at this line! They were working on something similar to the idea of a sarcophagus."
"I wonder if it had the same side-effects? If they ever got it done, I mean." I look at the uncomprehensible text on the screen.
"I think they did - and he's bragging about the abilities of it here," Daniel says, grinning. "I think he says he looks forward to showing his work to some other scientist."
I smile, but my thoughts have gone to Martouf and Lantash - and all the many other dead Tok'ra. Aldwin, for instance. Could they have been saved with this? They Tok'ra do not use sarcophagi, because of the side effects, but if this works the same way, but with no side effects?
Well, even if it does, it's too late. For them, that is. This is still an imporant find, which we need to study.
We have worked most of the day, studying the ruins and the contents of the few rooms which have been sealed and are thus mostly intact.
The Colonel and Teal'c have checked on us now and then, but I think they are bored to tears. The Colonel is not even hiding it well. Teal'c is, well Teal'c. I suspect he is tiring of this mission as well, but mostly because I know Colonel O'Neill is pestering him. He does that when he is bored.
"Wait, Sam. Don't go in that room!" Daniel calls to me.
"What?" I stop, only a few feet inside the room. "Why not?"
"There's a crack in the floor, and when I stepped inside before, there was a light tremor."
"I didn't notice anything," I say, but turn to walk out again. Better safe than sorry.
I have not taken more than one or two steps before I feel the floor give under me and there is an ominous cracking sound. "Crap!" I call out, just as the floor disappears under me and the walls starts to collapse.
The last I see is the roof coming towards me, and then all becomes dark.
"You're sure this is going to work?" Jack asks, a tense edge to his voice.
"No, of course I'm not sure! I haven't had time to study the language long enough to understand it all, and Sam had only made a basic study of the device, but what choice do we have?" I tell him, frustrated. I know he is as concerned as I am.
"A Goa'uld sarcophagus," Teal'c suggests.
"Which we don't have," Jack says.
"And we'd need it quickly, right? It took us almost two hours to dig Sam out from under the rubble, and she had probably died instantly. How long after death can a sarcophagus resurrect people?" I ask, staring hard at the Furling device, hoping it really can heal my friend, bring her back to life.
"I am not certain, but I have seen it work for three, four hours after death. I believe it will work after longer has passed, but it is not knowledge the Goa'uld shared with us," Teal'c says.
"No, I know. I didn't mean it like that, Teal'c. I'm just worried."
"As are we all. It will work, Daniel Jackson."
I nod, hoping he's right. I take a deep breath and sit down to continue staring at the Furling healing device, willing it to work.