Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate SG-1. MGM and the Sci-fi Channel do. Also names and references to Mutant X belong to Tribune, Fireworks, and Marvel. This is for fun, not for profit. I am making NO money out of this. I just needed to satisfy my muse!

(A/N: This is somewhere in season 4. The pairing is Daniel/Trisana if you haven't figured it out by the end of this story. This one is a sequel to "Stargates, Dragons, and Amazons")

"The Madness"

Ch. 1

(Daniel's office, SGC)

Daniel's POV

I paced back and forth in my office. I was supposed to be working on some alien language SG-1 had found on PX3-537. Nevertheless, I kept getting distracted. My mind was racing. Not from the new alien language to figure out, but I kept thinking about Trisana Fox. I finally just gave up on trying to read the language all together and started pacing, letting my mind ramble.

I know that I'm going to have to tell her sometime how I felt about her eventually. I thought. How am I going to tell her? Moreover, When? I don't even know how she feels about me. She might not even love me. Why is this so hard for me? A part of me asked. You are afraid of making a fool of yourself. That's why, another part me answered. Right, I thought.

There was a knock at his door.

"Come in," I said. Jack stood at the doorway, leaning on the doorframe. "Jack, what's up?"

"Oh, nothing," Jack paused and stepped inside. "Actually I'm a bit worried 'bout you."

"What? You are?" I paused "Why?" I sat down again, pretending to work as they talked.

"Danny, you've been a little preoccupied with your work since we got back from, the Amazon Planet," Jack said, sitting down across from him.

"PX5-369?" I said.

"Yeah, that one," Jack said. "Frankly, you're scaryin' me."

I looked up at him. "What makes you say that?"

"I don't know Daniel. You tell me," he said.

"Uh, well, actually," I began.

"You've fallen for Tris haven't you?" Jack finally asked after a moment's silence.

I should have known Jack would have figured it out, I thought. "Is it that obvious?" I said.

"Oh, yeah," he said in a Jackly manner.

"Please don't tell anyone, Jack," I said desperately. That would be a disaster, I thought.

"Whoops!"

"Oh, you didn't? Alright, who'd ya tell?"

"Everyone on the base," Jack said slowly.

"Please tell me you're only joking, "

I stared at him and noticed that Jack was trying to keep a big, broad grin from appearing on his face. Jack nodded.

"Well stop it. It's not funny," I scowled at him.

Suddenly Samantha appeared at the door, panting. It looked as if she had been running around the base looking for the two men.

"Have you guys seen what happened to Tris?" she asked, still panting.

"No," Jack said. "We haven't seen her since we sent her home a few hours ago. Why?"

"What happened?" I asked, concerned.

"Janet thinks Tris is holding back something, because she's not saying much about what happened. She'll be fine," noticing the concern in my voice. "Janet's looking her over now. I thought you guys would like to know, if you didn't know already. I'm sure she won't mind if we see her"

Getting the hint, Jack said, "Right, we should probably go and see how she's doing,"

I glanced at them both. Would someone please explain to me why they are putting the emphasis on we! I thought.

"You can be very obvious, Daniel," Sam said, as if reading my mind.

"Yeah, he knows," Jack said. "That's what I was just telling him."

"Anyways," I said louder than I had probably would have. "We should see how she's doing."

The two nodded and headed to the infirmary with myself behind them. They stepped into the infirmary and walked where Tris, Janet, Teal'c, and even the General were. Tris lay in one of the infirmary beds. Her faced was bruised and her clothes were half ripped off. Janet had been finishing her examination. While Teal'c and General Hammond stood near by, watching.

Oh, God, I thought when I saw Tris up close.

"What happened, Tris," the Colonel asked softly.

Tris looked down and didn't answer.

"That's what I've been trying to get out of her, Colonel. Her answers are short and very vague," Janet explained. She looked at Tris, who looked away. "I'm giving you a sedative so you can rest. Try to regain your strength," Tris nodded silently. Someone handed a folder to her, she opened and looked inside. She turned to the rest of SG-1 and Hammond. "She has two cracked ribs, so she is going to have to take it easy until she heals. At least several days, I insist."

"I was raped, alright," Tris finally said. I looked at her surprised and my concern for her grew. "It's no big deal. I took care of him," She looked at her friends. "Don't worry, I didn't kill him. I don't think I have enough power to do anything to anybody right now."

That was true, I thought. After SG-1 and SG- 6 helped a bunch of people evacuate the planet Tris had used up most of her power, reserved power, and strength saving those people. She was supposed to be at home, in bed, I thought. She probably just got restless or something.

A nurse gave Tris a sedative. Tris closed her eyes slowly and fell asleep. I need to tell her, I thought, as I watched her sleep. Before something else like this happens to her.

To be continued . . .