The small fingers curled around his, infusing him with a strength he would never have thought possible. Doc Fraiser had pumped him so full of drugs to make the pain of the pole through his shoulder just bearable. But when her hand took his, it felt as though every nerve ending had relocated to where his skin was touching hers. He could feel the warmth, and the slight pressure she was applying, and inwardly smiled. While Teal’c’s presence was comforting in its own way, he had longed for human touch. She was giving him that, simply by holding his hand.