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A/U: In this story I have Sheldon Hawkes as reservist in the Navy as Lieutenant Commander in the Navy. With the reservist now serving our country, I thought this would be a perfect place to put him.

NOTES: DOD= Department of the Defense

HS= Homeland Security

CO= Commanding Officer

It had been like any other day in the infirmary of the U.S.S. Seahawk. Sitting by her patient Cassie realized the day's events began to tire her out. In retrospect it shouldn't have surprised her.

The navy medical corps had been updating on their computers, the cases that they had the last couple days, while Cassie was updating and uploading hers to Homeland Security. She had to update to the *DOD and *HS on a regular basis. She hated spying on other people. With her unique blood type she was able to determine if there was a danger to the outside world.

The next half hour became a bit of blur in her mind but the main facts were there.

Captain Ingles radioed down to the infirmary that there was a chopper coming in with wounded. By the time we all got to the flight deck the corpsmen were unloading the first round of the wounded. Cassie and her colleague Lieutenant Commander Sheldon Hawkes were the only two surgeons on ship of 5,000 on board.

Cassie heard Sheldon gasp. She knew he only did that if he felt he couldn't handle a situation that provoked memories of someone close or he was having difficult time in surgery. On those times Cassie was close to take over. She never reported it because she felt it would hinder his record. On a selfish reason, she needed him here, if she let him go she would be the only one.

Cassie yelled above the noise of the chopper rotator blades, "Sheldon?"

Sheldon came out of his daze and his automatic care of the patient looked up at Cassie with recognition, compassion and a small amount of fear in his brown eyes.

Cassie knew right then that she would be taking the case. She nodded her head and got back to looking at the wounded with minor injuries when a hand touched her wrist. She looked up to find her favorite uncle staring back at her and mouthing, "Go".

She didn't need to be told twice. Cassie took off at a dead run to the infirmary to check on Hawkes' patient.

Daniel watched as Cassie ran to the infirmary. He then turned his head to look a Hawkes. What he saw just about drove him to his knees. He had the same look with Sha're was taken and the same when Vala was hurt. Daniel put his hand on Sheldon's shoulder.

Sheldon looked up at Daniel. What he saw reminded him of his boss from his civilian days, Detective Mac Taylor. As he took a deep breathe Sheldon gathered strength from the friendly hand on his shoulder.

"Do you want me to make the call?" Daniel asked as he and Hawkes walked off the flight deck and headed toward the infirmary via the outer hatch door.

Sheldon shook his head, "This one I have to do on my own," he smiled slightly, "thank you for the support."

"Anytime. Just let Cassie or I know when your ready to talk."

Sheldon nodded his head at Daniel. He knew he had the support from his CO but also from this guy who looked like he learned combat the hard way. Sheldon took a deep breath yet again, as he headed to the infirmary hatch to make a phone call, the hardest one he's ever made.