Forget Me Not – part 3
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Daniel sat at Sam's bedside, trying very hard not to fall asleep. It was two in the morning. Sam had been unconscious since collapsing the day before, and still the doctors were clueless. Jack and Teal'c had reluctantly left to let Daniel take the first shift, about three hours earlier. Now he sat, barely awake, occasionally talking to Sam, telling her things, just to make himself feel better.
He suddenly sat up straight, leaning forward over Sam, alert. He could have sworn he heard her say something. Her lips parted and her eyes flickered open again.
" . . . to tell Martouf . . ." she muttered in Goa'uld. Daniel blanched. He didn't know she could speak Goa'uld.
"Sam?" He whispered. Suddenly her eyes flew wide open, and she looked straight at him.
"Who are you, human?" She demanded, again in Goa'uld, her voice low and harsh.
Daniel was shocked. "Sam, it's me, Daniel."
"Answer me." She ordered him. Daniel blinked and quickly switched to Goa'uld.
"I'm Daniel Jackson of the Tau'ri. Do you remember who you are?"
"I am not at liberty to give away my identity to strangers." Daniel kicked himself mentally. Of course, she thought she was Jolinar, and as a Tok'ra Jolinar couldn't just tell anyone who she was.
"It's alright, you are among friends." Daniel reassured her. "Am I correct in assuming you are Jolinar of Malkshor?"
Jolinar regarded him suspiciously. "How do you know me?"
"The woman you are controlling now is a friend of mine." Daniel answered her. This was weird. How could Sam think she was Jolinar? Jolinar was dead! And how could he tell her that?
"What is this place?" Jolinar asked, looking around.
"It is a medical facility on Earth. You are being treated for an injury which resulted in some form of amnesia." It wasn't a complete lie, he thought.
"I demand that you release me to the Tok'ra at once." Jolinar demanded. "I must speak with Lantash."
Daniel winced. "Lantash is not here. We cannot release you from this place."
"YOU MUST!" Jolinar bellowed. "I must speak with him! You cannot hold me prisoner!"
"Okay, okay, what if I bring him here?" Daniel asked, hoping that she'd go for it, and that Hammond would too.
Jolinar considered it. She nodded curtly, and Daniel rushed out of the room.
Daniel skidded into Janet's office, and found she wasn't there. Of course she isn't, he scolded himself, it's the middle of the night. He ran to her quarters down the hall, and pounded on the door. Janet came out, looking bleary-eyed and sleepy. "What is it, Daniel?"
Daniel rushed an explanation of what had just happened, and Janet's eyes widened. "How is that possible?" She asked. "Sam just has the memory of Jolinar, and that shouldn't be enough to manifest itself as a whole other personality."
"I don't know, but I have to find Hammond, and get him to call the Tok'ra. Jacob should be here anyway, he knows more about Sam's past than anyone." Daniel said breathlessly. Janet nodded and he dashed down the corridor.
Before reaching the end, he spun round and ran back. "JANET!" He called. Janet stopped and turned round. "She seems to only speak Goa'uld, so . . . you can't talk to her." He said.
Janet gave an exasperated sigh. When was a Sam she could talk to going to appear???
"Doctor Jackson!" Hammond barked. He was tired, grouchy, and in no mood to have demands made of him.
"General, please, if nothing else the Tok'ra may know how we can help Sam. And if she collapses again and wakes up with another different amount of memory, the chances are having Jacob here will make her much more likely to trust us." Daniel begged. Hammond sat down behind his desk, and considered it. He had to admit it made sense, and he wanted Sam back as much as the rest of them.
"Alright. I'll contact the Tok'ra, inform them of the situation and request that Jacob and Martouf come as soon as possible."
"Thank you General!" Daniel gushed. He walked quickly out of the room, then turned back. "Uh, sir, permission to –"
"Go." Hammond answered, shooing Daniel away. Daniel nodded appreciatively and ran.
Jack was on his way to the infirmary to take his shift with Carter, when the klaxons blared, and Teal'c ran along the corridor towards him.
"Teal'c? What's going on?" He asked the jaffa.
"Major Carter has only the memories of the Tok'ra. She believes she is Jolinar of Malkshor, and has demanded to see Lantash." Teal'c told him, as Jack joined him in the elevator. Teal'c hit the button for the gate room.
"What?" Jack gasped. "Since when?"
"She awoke at approximately 0200 hours this morning. General Hammond has contacted the Tok'ra, and Selmak and Lantash are arriving now." The elevator doors slid open, and the two ran to the gate room just as Jacob and Martouf were walking down the ramp.
"Jack, Teal'c." Jacob greeted them. "George told me what happened. How is she?"
"She believes she is Jolinar." Teal'c informed him.
"Okay, even if all she remembers is Jolinar's memories, surely that wouldn't make her act like Jolinar." Jack protested.
"It is possible." Martouf offered. "Jolinar will have left an imprint of her very being on Samantha's mind when she died, more than just memories. Given the circumstances, this could be enough to influence Samantha's actions and behaviour now."
"Great." Jack muttered.
Daniel stood up when the four men entered the room. "Thank God." He muttered to them. "She's getting a little hard to handle."
Jacob made to approach the bed where Sam sat, but Daniel held him back. "She won't remember you Jacob. It's probably best to let Martouf handle it." Jacob looked pissed off, but acquiesced.
Martouf stepped forward cautiously, as Sam smiled at him in relief.
"I was not sure they had really contacted you." She said.
Martouf smiled at her.
"They are trustworthy people. Can you not remember how to speak the human language?" He asked. Jolinar frowned and then shook her head.
"There is much I do not remember. What of Rosha? How did I come to be in this host?" Martouf's smile faltered. He looked to Jacob and Daniel for guidance.
"What should I tell her?" He asked them in English.
Daniel gestured helplessly. "I don't know."
Martouf turned back to Jolinar slowly. He sat down beside her on the bed, and held her hand.
"Much has happened since the time of Rosha." He told her gently. "I fear I cannot explain satisfactorily."
"Are these people truly the Tau'ri? Of the first world?"
"Yes. They are a great ally of ours." Daniel smiled a bit in pride. Jack gave him a look – he hated not understanding anything being said.
"He just called us a great ally." Daniel whispered to him.
Jack smirked. "Sweet."
"I do not understand how I came to be here." Jolinar said, frustrated.
"It is a long story. As I said, I fear I am unable to explain satisfactorily." Martouf said sadly. Jolinar smiled back at him softly.
"No matter. As long as you are here with me, I know that I am safe." Jolinar said warmly, and laid her hand over Martouf's, looking into his eyes with love.
Martouf looked back at her for a moment, wistfully, then turned away awkwardly and looked down to hide his pain.
"My love?" Jolinar asked him, and put her hand on his cheek gently.
"I am sorry dearest Jolinar." Martouf whispered to her, and got up, walking briskly past the group at the door. Jolinar got up and attempted to follow him, but Selmak placed a hand on her shoulder to prevent it.
"You must leave him be, Jolinar." He advised her.
"And who are you to give me orders?" Jolinar challenged him.
"I am Selmak." Selmak said, looking at her fondly. Jolinar gasped.
"Selmak? Truly? You took a new host? What of Sarouche?"
"She died several years previously. My new host is the father of yours." Selmak told her. Jolinar looked confused and disturbed.
"I have tried to communicate with her. It is as though she were not there – as if I alone reside in this body." Jolinar confessed.
Daniel stepped into the conversation. "In a way, that is the truth. You are alone in that body."
"But what of the host? Surely she had a mind, a soul? How could she have left the body?"
Daniel, Teal'c and Selmak exchanged uneasy looks. "Should we tell her?" Daniel asked the others.
"Is that wise?" Teal'c asked. "I doubt she would react well."
"I agree with Teal'c. For the moment, it is probably best she is allowed to believe she is Jolinar. To tell her otherwise would do her more harm than good." Selmak chimed in.
"Kinda like an identity crisis." Daniel said thoughtfully.
"What does Jacob think about that, out of interest?" Jack asked. Selmak bowed his head.
"Much as it pains me to say it, Jack, I think Selmak's right. Believe me, I want my little girl back, but upsetting Jolinar is not the way to do it." Jacob said unhappily.
"It's not Jolinar!" Jack argued. "It's Carter! She just thinks she's Jolinar, and unless we tell her otherwise, she's gonna keep believing it!"
"What are you saying?" Jolinar interrupted impatiently. She was as tired as Jack of not understanding the conversation.
"We meant no disrespect." Daniel said carefully. "Your situation is very . . . unique, and we are trying to establish how best to help you."
"Is it not just simple memory loss?" Jolinar asked.
"No, it is much more complicated than that." Jacob told her. "You asked what had become of your host. That is the problem we are trying to address."
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Jolinar asked.
"Perhaps." Daniel said. He turned to the Jacob. "You can use your memory recall devices on her. Maybe that will help her remember."
Jacob looked at Sam sadly. "I was going to suggest the same thing, before I saw the extent of the damage to her memory. Without a better understanding of what that machine you found did to her, I wouldn't want to risk it."
"Well, hopefully we can do something about that. SG-6 are getting ready to go back to the planet where we found the device. You, or perhaps, Martouf, could go with them and study it in person." Jack said.
"I'll send Martouf." Jacob said. "I think I'd better stay here with Sam. If she has another episode and remembers who she is again, but not any of you, chances are I'm the only one she'll trust."
Jack nodded. "I'll go tell Marty."
Suddenly, Sam screamed, and clutched her head with both hands. Jacob rushed to her bedside, and held her as she fell back against the pillows, unconscious.
"I'll fetch Doctor Fraiser." Daniel said, running out of the room.
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