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hathor_girlMy hands shake as I shut off the stasis. I will have to hurry. With no assistance they will probably die quickly, if they are not already dead, but the sarcophagus will be able to resurrect them in addition to healing them. That will not be a problem - that is the good thing about the stasis field, it has kept them in a constant condition.
The problem is that someone could come and see me before I get them into the sarcophagus, and that is what worries me. Because then Martouf and Lantash will be out of stasis, and me moving them might have worsened their condition. The Tok'ra may decide to not even return them to stasis, but just let them die.
I open the cover of the stasis chamber, and inside are Martouf and Lantash. They are naked, except for underwear, so I can see the bullet holes. I know the bullets themselves have been removed, and either Lantash or someone with a healing device have started patching the holes up a little - they almost doesn't bleed.
There are six bullet holes all together. One in his right thigh, just over the knee. Five in his torso - one in the upper stomach, three in the chest, and one in the left shoulder. I feel like crying seeing the wounds, and for a split second I am back in the gateroom.
I shake off the memory, and take Martouf/Lantash out from the stasis chamber. I realize it will exacerbate their injuries, but the only way I can carry them is in a fireman's carry. Fortunately, they are slim, and not heavy. They are warm, and I hear their shallow, laboured breath. They are alive, but probably not for long. I need to get them to the sarcophagus and get them healed!
Quickly, I run down the corridor to the sarcophagus, and turn the crystal to open it. I put down Martouf and Lantash in it, and it closes over them, and starts working.
I almost faints with relief, but I need to hide my tracks as well as I can. With a quick look at the sarcophagus, I walk on shaky legs back to the room with the now empty stasis chamber.
I have only just finished closing everything up, when my radio crackles.
"Carter? Where are you? Will you come to the pel'tak?" the Colonel says.
"Of course, sir. I was just taking a look at the ship. Familiarizing myself with the layout and matching it to the blueprint we got from the Tok'ra."
"Sounds fun. See you soon. O'Neill out."
I sigh, really not wanting to do anything but sit down and rest. My legs are still shaking. I notice a spot of blood on my jacket. From Martouf and Lantash, of course. Frantically, I look around for something to clean it with, and end up going to the nearest bathroom and washing it as well as I can. It doesn't wash off completely, and my jacket gets wet. Typical. I decide I'll just say the water sink malfunctioned, but that I have fixed it.
I spend almost an hour listening to completely uninteresting plans for the move, before I can get away. Pretending to go check up on the move, I hurry down to the sarcophagus.
It is still working, as I had expected. There was fairly much damage, and it will take some time for the sarcophagus to heal up everything.
I sink down beside it, closing my eyes and hoping desperately Martouf and Lantash will be all right, hoping the sarcophagus manages to heal them up.
I haven't given much thought to how people will react to what I have done, but I guess I will find out soon enough. I'm fairly certain some people will not be happy, given how the Tok'ra - very understandably - look on using the sarcophagus.
The pel'tak. Jack POV
All of a sudden, a group of Tok'ra runs onto the pel'tak, and I just look at them. They look seriously pissed.
"Someone has tampered with the stasis chamber!" a young, fairly good looking Tok'ra female says.
"And? So what? What stasis chamber are we talking about?" I ask, naturally. Unsurprisingly, they ignore me.
"What has happened?" Jacob asks, looking concerned. "Is it still working?"
"The alarm was disabled, and the stasis field turned off." the woman from before tells us.
"In addition, the occupants have been removed." another Tok'ra, a stern, angry looking male.
"Crap." Jacob turns to Teal'c. "Can you fly this thing?"
"The lessons the Tok'ra gave me should be adequate."
"Okay. Right now there isn't much to do, since the autopilot is engaged." Jacob tell him. "We should just continue on our way for the next several hours. Just keep a look-out for any technical issues - or unwelcome guests that might want to try and force us out of hyperspace."
"That will not be a problem." Teal'c insists.
"Good, then take over. I need to see what's going on."
"I'm coming with you." I say. I am a bit curious, and besides, it's boring to just hang around up here. Daniel is still somewhere else, talking to that Tok'ra archaeologist with the host that wanted me. Seems the host has agreed to let the snake pursue Daniel.
The snakes have looked at the stasis chamber, then argued for a while, mostly in Goa'uld. This is boring. I wonder what they used the stasis chamber for? A Tok'ra, a Goa'uld - as if there was much of a difference - or maybe they were storing hosts in there?
"Where is Major Carter? She is the most likely to be responsible!" the pretty Tok'ra female from before says, now speaking English again.
Is she crazy? Why would Carter mess with their stasis chamber? "Listen, what the hell are you talking about?"
"Now, wait a moment! Sam wouldn't do anything like that!" Jacob reminds them. Good, maybe he can talk some sense into them.
"It is well known that she carries the memories of Jolinar and that they affect her, unsurprisingly! Jolinar might be expected to do something as unhinged as this. I cannot imagine anyone else being so irresponsible they would do this!"
"Where would she have taken him, then?" Jacob asks, apparently suddenly willing to entertain the idea that Carter stole someone from a stasis chamber!
"Wait! Who are we talking about? And stop blaming Carter! I'm sure she didn't go body snatching anyone!"
"Martouf. He was placed in the stasis chamber after he was shot in the zatarc incident. Removing him from stasis, without any sort of treatment or lifesupport, will almost certainly kill him." Jacob tells me.
"Marty? You're keeping him in stasis? Why? Isn't he dead?" I ask.
"No, not completely...though he is badly injured." Jacob explains.
"It is unlikely it will be possible for Lantash to heal him, so the Council should agree to our proposal to remove the symbiote, and at least save him." another female Tok'ra says. She is not bad looking either, but she seems a bit unfeeling.
"The Council has not agreed to that, Ren'al." Jacob reminds her.
"Yet. Eventually you will see reason." Ren'al says.
"Listen...stop it, okay? It doesn't make sense Carter would take Marty from the stasis chamber if it would kill him. Wouldn't she know that?" I try to make them think, dammit!
"She may not be acting rationally, or she may think we are lying about his condition, or even that she could help him with a healing device." the angry male Tok'ra says.
"There's a sarc onboard the ship, I just remember." I say.
"Sarc?" Ren'al frowns.
"Sarcophagus." Jacob translates.
"Why would you keep such a thing? Do you not know the danger from using it?" angry male Tok'ra asks.
"Yeah, we do, but we were thinking we could keep it to fix up people who get killed, or badly wounded. Why not use it for that? It shouldn't give problems." Who does he think he is?
"You are naive! It is only a matter of time before someone decides to use it when it is not needed, for the feeling of power and invincibility it gives you!"
"Where is it?" Ren'al wants to know.
"I'm not sure. Somewhere down here, in one of the cargo rooms. I think."