Memories- Part I

Gary bit his lip, it was silent for a few moments.

"I'll start with my capture, the only thing I can recall clearly. I was dragged to a man, who seemed to be the leader, held securely by two men twice my size. The man began to talk to me, the words are hard to understand under the heavy accent.

'Tell me soldier.' he said 'Do you know what happens to trespassers in my country?' Of course didn't answer, getting the feeling he was about to tell me anyway. 'They are beaten. I'll consider granting you mercy if you simply tell me what your objective was.'

Of course, Iwasn't about to tell him anything so I just gave him the most fearsome glare I could muster and I told him to go to hell. He was less than happy about it and said something in a language I couldn't understand. Next thing I knew, my arms were tied together and to a tree branch above my head. I could feel him slicing off my clothing with a knife. So I tried to draw in on myself so that I wouldn't have to remember what was going to happen. He made a cut on my back after I'd manage to succeed.

'They won't be coming for you my little captive. Even if they do, they'll be too late. I'm going to enjoy making you scream for your mother.' He told me after.

As he spoke he dragged the knife over my back and it caught on the fresh cut. Then he drove the knife into my lower back, it wasn't deep but it still hurt. My entire body must have been tense. He twisted the knife a few times and the dragged it upwards. I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming.

'Now that you see what being a naughty captive earns, perhaps you would like to tell me your name.' He whispered in my ear. 'No? Such a pity really, I'm trying to be a good host and you give me the cold shoulder.' He ripped the blade from my lower back and walked to the front.

I had forgotten that my legs were still free. So I kicked at him, scored one to his stupid smug face. They tied my legs after that. . 'You're spirited, I'll give you that. But that was most unwise of you.' I leveled the man with a glare. 'I find it odd that a soldier would go without his dogtags to identify his dead body. Where are they?'

I simply stared him down. The others began searching through my pockets. After a few minutes, they found what they were looking for. With a malicious smile, he slipped the dogtags over my head. 'A soldier should always wear these, Gary.' I remember think

Great, of all the terrorists, I get the one who's the most insane. If he kills me I can be his personal poltergist. Please Ghost, hurry up. I'd rather not be in pieces, this guy looks capable of actually doing it.

The terrorist sighed.

'So stubborn!, He complained. He twirled the knife in his hand. It was my own knife.

I bit my lip when the blade sank into his side. So far it was simply meant to be painful but not damaging. They wanted me alive in order to extract information from me. The blade was yanked free quickly enough.

'Andre! If you keep stabbing him, he'll bleed to death!' Another man said. He must have been the first's superior

'I've barely gotten started.' Andre whined.

'You ask the questions first idiot! Put him in a cell. And no more knifing him! I want him to live long enough to tell us everything we want to know!' Complaining about never having any fun, Andre cut me loose and dragged me to a small room. It was actually clean, considering it was a holding cell. As we had gone indoors I could hear 'And make sure you give him clothes!'

When I felt hands on the hem of my camos I fought, fearing the worst.

'I don't do men.' Andre said, he seemed to think it was funny that I was fighting so hard to stay dressed. 'I'm to make sure you are clothed. So if you interfere, I'll castrate you.'

Then he stripped my of all my clothing and put me into prisoner clothes. I remember sitting there, bleeding for an hour before one of their medics came to bandage the wounds. That's the last that I remember."

Before Ghost could react the door burst open, Archer and Royce in the door. Gary jumped with a small sound and Ghost gave the two the 'evil-eye'. Archer pushed Royce out the door.

"Sorry to interrupt you two but the doctor sent word for us to find Roach. He should have been there an hour ago."

"Out." Ghost hissed. Archer was intimidated but held his ground.

"I'll help you get to the doctor." Archer offered.

Royce listened from the hallway, Ghost sounded like he was ready to rip Archer's lungs out. Of course he really didn't blame Ghost, it was a compromising position he was in. And Archer was always looking for ways to blackmail the others. Ghost had been protective of Gary since day one but this was beyond what he'd ever seen.

"You can tell the doctor that he's not going today. He hasn't been sleeping and I am making sure he gets his rest."

Royce grabbed Archer's arm.

"Let it go. Ghost isn't going to let us anywhere near Roach right now." Royce said, dragging Archer from the doorway. When they were out of earshot of the room, Royce spoke again. "Are you nuts? Ever since Roach was rescued, Ghost hasn't left his side but a grand total of once. Ghost thinks of the guy as a little brother of sorts. And Ghost is going to protect."

Back in the room.

"Are you all right Roach?"

"Yeah, it just scared me is all."

"It's all right. There is no shame in fear."

"I think Archer shitted his pants." Gary quipped. Ghost laughed.

"Serves him right, scaring you like that."

Gary fell silent, listening to Ghost's heart. He didn't comment that Ghost was a scary person even to him when he was angry or how he thought that if Ghost were an animal, his ears would have been back. He figured it was best to stay on Ghost's good side. "What?" Ghost asked, Gary had been smiling and now he was curious to see what was Gary's internal monolog had been.

"It's just you were growling at Archer. And for some reason, I just imagined you as like a dog, ear back, fur standing up, tail straight."

Ghost's mouth fell open, shocked. Then he shook his head.

"Cheeky blighter."

"You mad?"

"Shocked, yes. Angry no."

Gary made a sound of contentment. There was a knock.

"Is it safe to enter?" It was Soap.

"Come in Captain." Ghost called. Soap came in.

"Just came to see if you needed any help Gary. But I can see that you have Ghost attending to your needs."

Gary smiled at Soap.

"So, I take it that General Sheppard didn't have you guys for breakfast?"

"We got into trouble all right." Soap said, there was amusement in his voice. "But of course, he couldn't have 83 people court marshalled for it. Too much paper work on his part." Soap grinned. "So we're still here."

Gary nodded.

"I'm glad."

"Well, I'll leave him in your care Ghost." Soap left before Gary could ask what he meant.