A/N: I am so sorry it's been a very LONG TIME! I am wanting to finish my Sam/Jack fics including "In These Arms" and "Healing Wounds" – I am just sending this chapter in to let you know Iwill be stillcontinuing it.
Italics means thoughts
Sam could feel her pulse racing as she walked quicklythorough the hospital corridors that hung brightly coloured pictures on the walls. She ignored the blurs of patients, and nurses passing by her. She tried to swallow the lump in her throat. On the way, she kept repeating a silent wish that all of this was a bad dream. That this was not happening to her.
Daniel was hot on her heels. He had filled her in on what had happened on the way to the hospital. Jack was in a bad car accident involving a drunk driver.
In the hospital room, Sam watched Jack's sleeping form. He was so pale and not even moving. His eyes and mouth were tightly shut. It looked like he was barely breathing. Sam put it down to the drug-induced state he was in.
"It isn't right Daniel. Of all the risks we have to go through daily…."
"I know Sam, I know…." Daniel placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"….What happened to the driver of the other vehicle, Daniel?" she asked as her eyes never left Jack's form.
"He's ahhh…. He is dead, Sam."
"Good"
Daniel was shocked at the answer coming from Sam but he was sure it was due from seeing the condition of their friend laying in a hospital.
"So what…what happens now?"
"The doctor has to come back in but they won't transfer him until he wakes up"
"Has someone informed Mrs O'Neill?"
"Yeah, she knows, Sam"
Sam sat in the waiting area near the Colonel's room. For most of the time, she drank coffee, pacing around the tiled floor and saw that Daniel had fallen asleep in a chair. She sat down next to him, her hands resting on her knees, staring at the half-empty coffee cup in her hand; she swirled the black liquid around as if it were to pass time. Jack was still yet to wake up. She sighed deeply and ran a hand through her short blond hair.
"Sam?" a hesitant voice asked, as he reached out to her.
"Will…" startled, she looked up to met Will's concerned features.
"I heard the messages from the machine.… is he gonna be okay?" he said quietly, as to not wake Daniel.
" He hasn't woken up, he was in surgery." The Colonel is strong. He is going to be okay. God, please let him be okay.
Will crouched down next to her and took her hand.
"I'm sorry Sam, I really have said some awful things. My behaviour hasn't been the best the last couple of days. Look, I came down here to apologise and to see if he was okay and to see if you were too."
Sam looked over at Will. He had come all the way down to the hospital. He meant it too. Maybe there was hope that the old Will would come shining out again.
"Have you eaten anything, sweetheart?"
Sam shrugged, not caring about food right now. She was not leaving him. Not until he had woken up and told her that he was going to be okay.
"I am not leaving the Colonel, Will. Someone has to be here for him. We are the closest thing he has to family" Sam said, stubbornly. Sam had wondered why Mrs O'Neill had not come in to see him yet. Daniel said she had been called. Her husband is in a hospital bed and she hasn't even been here for him.
"C'mon Sammy, its time to go home, you need rest and so does Daniel" Will signalled at Daniel who was still asleep to emphasis his point.
"Then you take him home, Will. I am not going" and that's all I have to say about it
TBC with Jack's condition and more Sam angst!