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Rumors of My Death
Part 6
I open my eyes.
I'm in a familiar room and I sigh.
Maybe this whole thing was a nightmare and I'm just waking up.
I try and move my arms but they are restrained. I try to move my head
up but my neck is restrained also.
I start to panic but then look around and know exactly where I am.
I should recognize this place; it's been my home away from home for
over 7 seven years.
I am in one of the isolation rooms.
The same one we put Daniel in when he was brought back from that
crashed ship with all the thoughts and consciousness of its
passengers crowding his mind.
He was slowly losing his mind and now, it seems I am close to that
same diagnosis.
This nightmare seems so real but it can't be.
This is too well detailed to be a nightmare, it can't be true and to
hear that they thought I was dead, well…it's just too strange.
What has happened to me? What has happened to them?
I want answers but no one is around.
I try to stay calm. It's easy because I am being pumped up with some
wonderful drugs. I can feel the calming effect but being strapped
down to a gurney is disrupting the feeling.
I want to sit up but it is no use, my feet are also tied down.
Maybe I am crazy or maybe SG9 brought back some off world contagion
that made people hallucinate.
That would be the solution to all my questions. They were the last
team I treated before going home. That would explain a lot.
I wondered if I had hurt anyone while I had been A.W.O.L. from my
mind that might be the reason for the restraints.
I call out but no one comes.
Maybe this is an illusion. Maybe I'm not at the SGC. Maybe this is a
trap and I just handed my daughter back to these monsters.
The panic starts to rise in me again.
Could the base be in a foothold situation?
What a time for this to happen. With the camera crew roaming the
halls this would not look good for the SGC. We were always under
scrutiny and if this was some form of contagion then everyone is in
danger if it reaches the surface. Kinsey would use this to his
benefit. I call out again pleading for someone to come.
I begin to remember what happened at Sam's house.
I suddenly thought I had made a mistake by dropping the gun and
giving in.
I didn't have much time to dwell on this.
The doors open and a woman in a doctor's coat walks towards me.
Two armed airmen wait by the door as the Colonel walks in behind her.
She picks up my chart and makes some notes.
She starts to check my vitals and the waiting is killing me -I need
answers.
I blurt out, "Who are you? Where is my daughter and what exactly are
you giving me to make me feel this way?"
She looks up from her chart and puts it down. She pulls out a vial
from her pocket and looks ready to draw blood.
"Ma'am I am Dr. Brightman, the CMO of this facility. You were
brought in by General O'Neill and Lt. Colonel Carter I've given you
something to relax you since you were thrashing around in the bed. We
were afraid you might hurt yourself. So, can you tell me who you are?"
I looked at her, then to the Colonel, with disgust.
"My name is Dr. Janet Fraiser. I AM CMO of this facility and that
man next to you is Colonel O'Neill and it's Major Samantha Carter. If
you're going to play this charade, get the ranks right! I want to see
my daughter! Now! What have you done with her? I swear if you harm
one hair on her head I will kill you. Do you hear me? I will hunt
all of you down and kill you with my bare hands if necessary. I don't
know what the hell is going on but I'm telling you I went to bed last
night and woke up to this nightmare! My house is empty, my daughter
and best friend freak out when they see me and now you're all trying
to convince me that eight months have passed since I went to sleep!
All of you are trying to trick me but it won't work! Please, just
give me back my daughter and let us go. People will be looking for us
and heaven help you when they find us."
I could see the anger in the colonel's face. He tried to remain cool
but it was too much.
He spoke up, "Cassie is safe, no harm has come to her but you, you
are not Janet Fraiser. Like I said earlier, Janet Fraiser died in the
line of duty.. We have proof. We'll show you when you calm down.
Maybe then YOU can stop this charade. Mark my words; I will make you
pay for hurting Cassie and Carter. Heaven help you if you are
connected to the NID. I think you should quit while you're ahead
because lady, this is one sick joke! I am running out of patience
with you and I swear, I will get to the bottom of this!"
He spoke in a low and menacing voice and I shivered. I'd never heard
him speak in this tone. He didn't believe me and what proof could he
have that I was dead?
The door opened and Teal'c walked in.
He has a zat gun with him. I bite my lip to stop myself from crying.
What type of mind control are they on? I have to be strong. I can't
let them see that this is affecting me.
He stopped at the foot of the gurney.
"Teal'c? Please, help me. Fight this mind control! You are stronger
then this, I know you can do it."
He stares at me and I can see that he does not believe it is me
either.
"Cease your talking. You cannot use words to change what we know is
true. Dr. Janet Fraiser, my friend, died an honorable death doing
what she loved to do. I will not have you dishonor her memory." He
activated the zat and pointed it at me. "Answer O'Neill's questions.
Are you part of the NID or the trust? Why have you come here? What
motivation do you have to harm those that cared for Dr. Fraiser?"
I cannot see him with all the tears that have gathered around my
eyes. How can I make them believe it is me? The tears run down my
face onto the pillow.
I let out a whimper and try to think what I can do to make them
believe me. Then it hit me.
"Where's Daniel? Does he exist in this alternative reality? He will
believe me. Please if he is here, let me speak to him. If not, please
let me talk to General Hammond. Please, I need to see them. They will
believe me."
The colonel shook his head.
"You will not be speaking to anyone else. You've caused enough grief
and pain. General Hammond is aware of the situation and asked me to
take care of the matter. I am losing my patience with you, so once
again I am going to ask nicely. Who the hell are you and what the
hell are you doing here?"
He screamed at me and I broke down.
Dr. Brightman took this opportunity to take a vial of blood from me.
I tried to yank my arm away and the Colonel smirked.
"Doc was never afraid to give blood or take it. You should have known
or wasn't that in your report. Your story is crumbling with this
first mistake."
I turned to him and said, "Like how you pretend to be afraid of my
needles? How you pretend to be dumber then people give you credit
for. Like the time I found all those books under your bed and you
begged me not to tell Daniel or Sam about them? Or the times I was
there to nurse you through your nightmares when you were in the
infirmary? The ones that were particularly nasty and I held you to
make you feel safe. Like the time you threw me across the room and
pounced on me and nearly squeezed the life out of me till I called
you Jack? Yeah, that wasn't in any report was it, Sir? Like the time
I let you sneak back into the infirmary after the General adamantly
said you could not stay with your team and how you broke down and
begged me to let you? Also not in any report I could memorize to
pretend."
I had hit a nerve.
He remembered those incidents and I could see the doubt in his eyes.
He stared at me and I stared back not wanting to break that
connection between us. This was stuff only the two of us knew. I
wanted to reach him, to make him see that he is wrong, that I am
Janet Fraiser and to beg him to help me through this mess.
The coldness crept back into his eyes and he stepped back.
I'd lost him.
"You're good but not good enough. Here, let me show you something
that will put all of this to rest."
He motioned for the doctor to lift the front of the gurney and I was
almost sitting up.
He outstretched his hand and a video camera was pulled out of
Teal'c's pocket.
He moved the small screen towards me and turned it on.
I try to focus and then hear Daniel speaking.
He's trying to calm an Airman. He looks familiar. He's on Colonel
Dixon's team. I can hear gunfire and staff blasts in the background
as Daniel tells him to "tell her himself". The airman is in
tremendous pain. I can tell he's leaving a good-bye message to his
wife but the pain is too much and he bats it away pleading with
Daniel to shut it off.
I look at the Colonel and Teal'c to see what this has to do with me?
I don't understand why they are making me watch this when I hear it
and my eyes shoot back to the tiny screen.
My voice, it's me screaming at the airman that he is not going to
die. I'm yelling at him that I didn't come all this way for nothing
and that we are going to get him out of here and home to his family.
I hear him answer, then more gunfire and a single staff blast.
I hear the airman gasp and ask, "Is she hit?"
Then I see it but I don't believe it. I gasp and look at both of them
and then back to the screen.
It's me.
Lying on the ground, not moving and from the look of it, dead.
A staff blast to the chest would end the life of any one.
I'm snapped out of my stupor when I hear Daniel screaming out my name
and then for a medic and in a frantic voice screaming that I've been
hit. The camera is on the ground and I could see Daniel trying to
save me.
I close my eyes and bat the camera away as I hear his cries for me to
hold on and not to give up.
"Turn it off". I look at the colonel and at Teal'c and yell
again, "turn it off! It's all a lie. You're trying to trick me into
thinking I'm dead or that I'm not me? It won't work I know who I am.
I am Janet Fraiser. I have a beautiful adopted daughter named
Cassandra. My best friend is Samantha Carter; we both work for the
SGC. I am a major in the Air Force; I am the CMO of this facility. I
consider you, Teal'c and Daniel Cassie's uncles and part of my
family. That tape is a lie and as long as I am breathing you will not
break me. I know who I am!"
I bend my head down and close my eyes. My head is pounding and I feel
like I'm going to be sick when someone touches my shoulder.
I look up to see the Colonel.
"That tape proves you are a liar and I will not let you tarnish the
name of a good soldier and friend. We've taken your blood and your
fingerprints and they will confirm you are a fraud. God help you
because no one else will."
He squeezes my shoulder and I wince in pain.
Before I get a chance to respond he is out the door with Teal'c
following close behind.
They don't believe me and after seeing that tape I'm starting to
doubt myself, starting to doubt if I truly am Janet Fraiser.