A/N: Okay, more Stargate finally. It didn't take me that long to write, just I've been busy and working more on my other stories. But, yeah here it is. Enjoy. ;)
Daniel Jackson was in a dark room unsure of where he was. All he remembered was leaving Stargate Command with the others to embark on an off world mission through the Stargate. His heart was beating rapidly and his vision was blurred. 'Where am I,' he thought looking around at his surroundings but being unable to register them in his mind. Faintly in the light he could make out a door in front of him and large wooden crates that crowded the room. His friends were no where to be found though. He stumbled in the darkness over to the door, but as he suspected it was locked.
He cried out, maybe someone would hear him. Maybe, just maybe...Silence filled the air and no one came. Sleep was whispering his name. It seemed like he had been there for hours. He lie on the cold, damp concrete floor and tried to sort through his thoughts. Thoughts of his friends cluttered his mind, if not for him they wouldn't be in this mess. He sighed trying not to think. 'All my fault, all my fault...' He drifted into an uneasy sleep.
He awoke hours later, someone was at his side. He could smell the familiar scent of Samantha Carter. "Sam," he whispered. "Where are Teal'c and O'Neil?" He was unaware of how he got there, but he did not care any longer. He was just glad that she wasn't dead, and he hoped the others were okay. He was rescued now. He even smiled weakly at her.
But his elation ended as the door swung open revealing a female Goa'uld. A small device was cradled in her hands that appeared to be a remote control. It was gray and oblong-shaped with a lot of different buttons lighting up as she pressed a combination. Suddenly, it felt like his head was going to explode. Distant memories played as if there was a filmstrip in his head. The pain seared and it made him faint.
It felt like a train had run over him when he awoke hours later. His stomach lurched and his head swam making him fell slightly dizzy. His throat felt numb and burned as he sputtered a light blue mucus from it. He looked around. He was laying on a bed in some sort of sick bay. But where was he? He did not know. He remembered the Goa'uld attacking him, but was having trouble remembering his life before that. He knew his name but could not remember his life. Who was he besides just a name? He sat up on the bed still feeling rather weak. A lady who had short brunette hair and was wearing a doctor's coat walked over to him. He did not recognize her.
"Daniel," her soft voice said. "Do you know who I am?" She took his wrist carefully and measured his pulse. He let her, although he wanted to push her away. She seemed to know him, so he figured she was trying to help him,
"No, I don't remember you or anything about myself except for my name. I am Daniel Jackson, but it appears you already knew that."
"Yes, I did. I'm Dr. Janet Fraiser. I was afraid that this would have happened. We are working to formulate some solution to your problem at the moment, but hopefully it won't take that long," she replied chiefly.
"Who's we," Daniel asked her. He definitely knew she was there to help him now, but who were the other people involved?
"We at Stargate Command where you are now. Would you like to see a few of you colleagues?"
"Yes I would." She left the room and returned not long after with three people. A female, a middle-aged man, and a male Jaffa all wearing military uniforms. The only one he could recall was the female. Her name was Samantha Carter and she had been there with him before the attack from the Goa'uld. He was beginning to recollect his thoughts before what happened. He remembered waking up in the dark room and Sam coming to his rescue. He remembered that he asked about Teal'c and O'Neil. 'That's who the other two people must be,' he thought. Then he remembered what he had been thinking previously before his mind was altered.
"All my fault, All my fault," he said to them unsure exactly what was his fault.
"What's you all you fault," asked the middle-aged man curiously. They were all looking at Daniel now.
"I'm not sure," he said wishing he knew. Maybe his memory would come back to him, no he knew would...It just had to.
I awoke with a start. I must have fallen back asleep. My head was pounding still. I arose from my bed and poured myself a cold glass of water. I gulped it down trying to clear my head. The memories of what had happened still haunted my dreams vividly. I wish I could forget the whole ordeal with the Goa'uld. Then I recalled the women I had met the night before was a Goa'uld. She looked so familiar though. Was she the one who had altered my memories? I needed to contact Stargate Command, but I just couldn't. After all I quit. I couldn't go back, not now and not ever.
