Hey I'm back! dodges random objects I know I know I've been gone
forever but now I'm back with much more confidence before and I'm a
much better writer in fact, I hate my previous chapters cringes I'm
just glad so many people liked it!
Trust me I've thought of some pretty interesting things while away. I'm going to do so many EVIL things to Kirsten.... giggles Here's the rest of The Light!
WARNING! There are two suicide attempts in this chapter. If it bothers you, you can just skip over the nasty part and back to the good clean, non- bloody part of the story
Hammond stood up at the head of the table to ask Daniel," Did Lieutenant Barber show any signs of depression while on the mission?" the archaeologist looked up from his hands and shook his head.
"The opposite. He was fine."
"How long had he been back?" O'Neill asked slightly concerned. Sam thought for a moment before speaking,
"Well he hadn't been even been earthside for 48 hours." Jack looked slightly surprised by the answer.
"What was he doing?" he asked again.
"Awaiting the results of a translation with which I was assisting Daniel Jackson." Teal'c looked over to Daniel.
"If you're asking me if he was suicidal, he wasn't. He was better than fine. Didn't anyone talk to him or like notice anything?" he looked around the table. Kirsten was the first one to answer.
"He looked fine to me as well. I just don't get it... I ... remember this from the show... but I can't really remember. You guys are on your own on figuring this out!" Her forefinger went up to scratch her nose a bit. She was lying. But she couldn't tell them anything without risking total chaos. It was hard to do, but she couldn't risk this dimension ripping apart because she said something. It was too big of a risk. Teal'c looked at Kirsten for a second before answering,
"Nothing." He stated simply.
"We were all taken by surprise." Sam's eyes glazed over for a second. She was really torn over this.
"Well so am I... I don't even know what to say." Kirsten was tempted to roll her eyes at Daniel. Usually he talks almost constantly. Hammond nodded to show he understood.
"We will continue to investigate what may have compelled him to do what he did but it's been my experience that these questions often go unanswered." Jack nodded.
"Yes Sir." Hammond then turned his head to look at Daniel.
"Doctor Jackson, perhaps you can tell us more about this Goa'uld palace you were studying? Dr Jackson?" It seemed that Daniel was having a hard time concentrating. His eyes were unfocused as if something else was on his mind he thought was more important than the death of a man.
"Yes... Ahh... sorry." His eyes finally looked away from his hands that were intertwined.
"Were there any signs of recent Goa'uld activity?" Teal'c asked with that really serious tone of his.
"No. I'm pretty sure no one has been there for hundreds of years but there was this room where there was this pedestal which projected this light matrix hologram onto the ceiling and it was absolutely stunning." He smiled remembering how brilliant the lights were.
"Any idea to its purpose?" Hammond was very curious. He thought that maybe something there affected Lieutenant Barber somehow and Daniel knew.
"Ideas yes but I was hoping this might tell me more. It's kind of like a Goa'uld hand held computer. When it's turned on it displays this Goa'uld dialect I've never seen before and there are similar writings all over the pillars of the palace. I'm thinking or hoping, crossing my fingers actually that there are instructions." He brought the device out to show everyone the handheld device. Teal'c turned his head to speak to Daniel.
"I would be happy to provide further assistance with the translation Daniel Jackson." Daniel looked from the device to Teal'c, and then back to the thing he was holding.
"Me too, Daniel!" Kirsten smiled lightly trying to make Daniel feel better about what has happened.
"Thank you, I was counting on that." Teal'c nodded his head and Kirsten smiled.
Daniel's Lab
O'Neill walked in where Teal'c was typing on a screen and Kirsten is watching what he was doing. The girl sighed in frustration and suddenly transformed back into a more human looking body.
"Hey. Whatcha watching?" Jack asked out of curiosity.
"A digital image. I am endeavoring to translate the Goa'uld writings of which Daniel Jackson had spoken." Jack walked over to see what Teal'c was really looking at.
"How goes the endeavoring?" Jack could always joke about anything.
"Upon a second viewing I have discovered a figure moving in the background. It does not appear to be one of our personnel." Kirsten pointed to the screen right when the shadow appeared behind a pedestal.
"Well he never mentioned anyone else." O'Neill pointed out. Just then, Daniel slammed the hand held computer down in pure anger and frustration.
"What is wrong with this thing? This thing isn't working!" his voice was full of the same emotion when he slammed it down. Trying to lighten his mood slightly, Jack said in a clam voice,
"Have you checked the batteries?" he smiled at the angry archaeologist.
"I need to go back to the planet and figure out what's going on." He kept looking all over the device trying to find something to help him figure out what is wrong with the device he was holding.
"I agree! If it isn't working here, maybe it only works in the planet we went to. I really think we should go back now!" her voice sounded very stern. Jack remembered something that Hammond had said about that.
"Hammond suggested we do that tomorrow." Daniel's face turned to look at Jack and then back to the alien device. His face tightened.
"Well this thing isn't working and tomorrow isn't good enough!" Daniel was starting to get very angry at the contraption. Jack's face got sterner as well.
"Yes it is." Now O'Neill was starting to wonder why and the hell Daniel was getting so... so... PMS-y about the little thing he was holding in his hands.
A/N: PMS-y? WTF?! I know what it feels like... don't flame me I just thought it was kinda funny if Daniel did get PMS... but for men it's called IMS... irritable male syndrome... giggles
Feeling even angrier at the gadget every second, he made a decision.
"I'm gonna talk to Hammond." With those few words, he left the room and walked with stride that screamed anger.
"Me too! There has to be something we can do!" she grabbed her golden staff and left to talk to Hammond.
"Hey!" Jack stood and tried to get the pair back in the room to talk some more. Sighing in defeat, he left the room with Teal'c staring at the door with an eyebrow raised in question.
Hammond's Office.
"Have you slept at all since you returned?" General Hammond just thought the sleeplessness was getting to Daniel and Kirsten and that is why they are acting so angry.
"I fail to see what that has to do with anything." Daniel stated with an angry voice. Kirsten nodded in agreement.
"We need to go back to the planet NOW!" she rose her voice slightly. She wanted to leave now and she knew if she transformed most people weren't going to bother her. Unless Hammond got angry with her and threw her out like a bum. Then that would be technically be stopping her. Hammond looked from Daniel to Kirsten and then replied.
"SG1 has been hard at it for weeks. I'm not sending you anywhere until you've all had at least a nights sleep." Hammond knew this was going to get out of hand soon if Daniel and Kirsten didn't leave to go sleep soon. Dr. Jackson just sighed in frustration and replied,
"I'm fine."
"I am too!" Kirsten crossed her arms in defiance. But that didn't faze General Hammond one bit.
"You're both physically and mentally exhausted." He lifted his arms to rest his arms on his mahogany office desk.
"I admit I, and Kirsten, may have been pushing ourselves a bit but this device could hold the key to everything about that entire place and I can't make any more progress on it here." The girl nodded in total agreement. Hammond still didn't look convinced.
"You're scheduled to leave tomorrow morning, one more day isn't going to make a difference." Hammond knew this comment was a last ditch effort to convince Dr. Jackson and the girl. Daniel's gaze narrowed.
"I'm telling you it is!" Jack knew it was time to step in.
"Thank you for your time Sir."
"You know it is beyond my comprehension how anybody like yourself who has so power can miss the point entirely!" he flailed his arms around a bit showing his rage.
"I KNOW! You'd think someone as smart and high up in the ladder, as yourself, could really—"someone's voice stopped Kirsten from finishing her sentence.
"Hey knock it off! Both of you!" he pushed himself off of his leaning position to show that what he had said, he meant it.
"It's all right Colonel. This letter is to Lieutenant Barber's family explaining that he died in the service to country. I've spent the last two hours on it. I can't tell them anything about how he died or anything about the work he did here, only that he's gone. Do you get the point now?" This, now, was really his last ditch effort to stop the raging Doctor and teenage girl.
"Yes Sir he got it. And the girl too." He started to chauffeur the two out of the room.
"Get him out of here." Hammond was starting to feel restrained and he didn't want to say something that he didn't mean.
Control Room
"What's the delay?" Hammond looked around the Stargate room and noticed that they haven't left yet.
"Daniel hasn't reported in this morning Sir. Neither has Kirsten." Carter turned around to inform General Hammond.
"What?" he checked the room once more to make sure that they both were really gone. Carter sighed in defeat.
"I just called him, I think he picked up but now I just get a busy signal." Now Hammond was really confused.
"Yesterday he was demanding to leave immediately." Jack knew someone had to go get the duo.
"Maybe I should give both of them a wake up call Sir." Hammond nodded in approval.
"Sounds to me like the two could use one."
Daniel's Apartment
Jack comes up to the door, which is open.
"Daniel?" Jack checked the room a bit to make sure it was okay for him to come. When he noticed the door wasn't locked, he knew something had happened. He didn't like this situation at all.
He looked around some more. He walks through what seems to be the living room. A piano sat to the left of a door that left to a balcony. That's when he finds Daniel standing on his balcony about to jump. Hesitantly, he walks out slowly making sure he didn't startle the archaeologist.
"Daniel? What are you doing out here?" he took another daring step forward trying to make it to Daniel before he jumped or do something else dangerous to his health. When he heard Daniel sniff lightly, his heart began to race.
"None of it means anything." He continued to stare out into nothingness.
"Daniel, why don't you come inside here." Jack didn't understand what Daniel meant, but right now his first priority was to get Daniel far away from the ledge.
"I tried. It just goes away." He sniffed again like he was trying not to cry, but he was anyway. Jack had to do something to comfort him.
"Okay. Then we'll get it back." He took another step towards the crazed man. Daniel shook his head.
"You can't get it back." He turned his head back to look Jack straight in the eye to show him the raw emotion he was feeling. O'Neill's heart began to race even faster. Any second now he could jump and Jack knew his reflexes weren't that fast.
"Whatever's wrong, we'll fix it." Jack tried once more to convince him, but Daniel didn't care. He scoffed at Jack before speaking.
"You don't even know what I'm talking about." Daniel hiccuped like he was still trying not to cry.
"No. No I don't. But come inside." Jack extended his hand. Suddenly, Daniel turned his head to look at Jack. It looked as though someone had just woken him up from a very bad nightmare. One tear trailed down his cold cheek.
"Jack?" he sounded very confused. Jack took one big step forward to grab onto his arm.
"Yeah." He responded softly. Just as Daniel got on the other side of the railing, a soft giggle was heard.
"Kirsten?" Jack asked. He looked to his right to see the teenage girl sitting against the wall on the other side of the balcony.
"So shiny... very pretty..." she held out a long knife in her right hand. Jack's heart began to race again. He took a slow step towards the insane girl.
"How about you give me the knife, hmm?" he reached out.
"NO! IT'S MINE!" she retracted the knife and held it over her left wrist.
"Kirsten, you don't want to do that!" O'Neill didn't know what he could do in this situation. Just as he thought she was going to put the dangerous knife down, she ran it across her wrist. Blood immediately began to run down her forearm.
"KIRSTEN!" Jack screamed. Suddenly, she looked up at him with tears going down her face. She looked very shocked. Her eyes looked down to her hands. Kirsten's left arm was starting to shake badly.
"I'm sorry...sorry... I didn't mean... sorry..." Jack kneeled down to her level and grabbed the bloody knife and tossed it over the balcony.
"Daniel, do inside and get some wrap for her arm." Daniel nodded and hastily ran inside. It seemed the shaking was moving to her entire body. She just kept repeating the word sorry over and over and over to herself and Jack.
"The PET scan reveals his neurological activity is slowing." Dr. Fraiser shook her head.
"So?" Jack was still confused. He never did understand that medical mumbo jumbo anyway.
"Neurotransmitters relay messages in the body. Too many or too few of these chemicals transmissions can result in anxiety, depression or a number of emotional or physical disorders." Fraiser didn't like Daniel's and Kirsten's conditions.
"Does this have anything to do with Barbers thing?" Jack asked quietly.
"The remaining members of SG5 are reporting almost identical symptoms. Yes it seems almost certain. Now the only good news is that it doesn't seem to be the result of a contagion." Fraiser was looking over a clipboard of Daniel's condition while talking.
"Well if it's not a disease. What?" Jack was still confused. Janet sighed before continuing.
"I don't know. Such a drastic shift in levels is generally drug induced but all of their systems are void of any foreign substances. Not to mention that preliminary MALP readings of P4X347 have ruled out all the usual suspects, air, radiation..." Jack started to catch on.
"So if we retrace SG5's tracks we may be able to come up with something?" O'Neill was asking hopefully.
"I'm afraid Colonel, until we get a grasp on..." Hammond started.
"General, we saw the shadow on the video. Now something or someone is affecting these guys." Hammond could tell that the colonel was getting very frustrated. Janet sighed once again.
"More than affecting them Sir. If their brain function continues to fail they could be facing a worst case scenario."
"What about Kirsten?" Hammond asked looking at the girl.
She seemed to be in better shape than Daniel, but still looked bad. She wasn't in a coma like state yet, but her mind was lost. She just rocks back and forth on a bed next to Daniel's muttering to herself and giggling once and a while. Sometimes she scratches the light casts Dr. Fraiser put in her arms that went from her wrist to her elbow just in case she tried to suicide trick again.
"Well," Fraiser began," it seems like her staff is strong enough to stop her body from going into a coma, but isn't quite strong enough to get her out of her insane state. To be truthful, Sir, she's on the fence. She could go either way, but right now it's looking like she's tilting towards coma."
"So we go in M.O.P 2, and bring back samples of the usual suspects." Jack knew he just had to check the planet out again.
"You've made your case Colonel. Watch your step." Hammond nodded. Jack smiled lightly,
"Thank you Sir."
giggles madly I told you I was going to do something horrible to Kirsten! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! I'm going to get the next chapter out sometime. Anywho I'm going to a soccer camp from the 18th to the first or second of August. So after that I can get the next chapter up!
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Trust me I've thought of some pretty interesting things while away. I'm going to do so many EVIL things to Kirsten.... giggles Here's the rest of The Light!
WARNING! There are two suicide attempts in this chapter. If it bothers you, you can just skip over the nasty part and back to the good clean, non- bloody part of the story
Hammond stood up at the head of the table to ask Daniel," Did Lieutenant Barber show any signs of depression while on the mission?" the archaeologist looked up from his hands and shook his head.
"The opposite. He was fine."
"How long had he been back?" O'Neill asked slightly concerned. Sam thought for a moment before speaking,
"Well he hadn't been even been earthside for 48 hours." Jack looked slightly surprised by the answer.
"What was he doing?" he asked again.
"Awaiting the results of a translation with which I was assisting Daniel Jackson." Teal'c looked over to Daniel.
"If you're asking me if he was suicidal, he wasn't. He was better than fine. Didn't anyone talk to him or like notice anything?" he looked around the table. Kirsten was the first one to answer.
"He looked fine to me as well. I just don't get it... I ... remember this from the show... but I can't really remember. You guys are on your own on figuring this out!" Her forefinger went up to scratch her nose a bit. She was lying. But she couldn't tell them anything without risking total chaos. It was hard to do, but she couldn't risk this dimension ripping apart because she said something. It was too big of a risk. Teal'c looked at Kirsten for a second before answering,
"Nothing." He stated simply.
"We were all taken by surprise." Sam's eyes glazed over for a second. She was really torn over this.
"Well so am I... I don't even know what to say." Kirsten was tempted to roll her eyes at Daniel. Usually he talks almost constantly. Hammond nodded to show he understood.
"We will continue to investigate what may have compelled him to do what he did but it's been my experience that these questions often go unanswered." Jack nodded.
"Yes Sir." Hammond then turned his head to look at Daniel.
"Doctor Jackson, perhaps you can tell us more about this Goa'uld palace you were studying? Dr Jackson?" It seemed that Daniel was having a hard time concentrating. His eyes were unfocused as if something else was on his mind he thought was more important than the death of a man.
"Yes... Ahh... sorry." His eyes finally looked away from his hands that were intertwined.
"Were there any signs of recent Goa'uld activity?" Teal'c asked with that really serious tone of his.
"No. I'm pretty sure no one has been there for hundreds of years but there was this room where there was this pedestal which projected this light matrix hologram onto the ceiling and it was absolutely stunning." He smiled remembering how brilliant the lights were.
"Any idea to its purpose?" Hammond was very curious. He thought that maybe something there affected Lieutenant Barber somehow and Daniel knew.
"Ideas yes but I was hoping this might tell me more. It's kind of like a Goa'uld hand held computer. When it's turned on it displays this Goa'uld dialect I've never seen before and there are similar writings all over the pillars of the palace. I'm thinking or hoping, crossing my fingers actually that there are instructions." He brought the device out to show everyone the handheld device. Teal'c turned his head to speak to Daniel.
"I would be happy to provide further assistance with the translation Daniel Jackson." Daniel looked from the device to Teal'c, and then back to the thing he was holding.
"Me too, Daniel!" Kirsten smiled lightly trying to make Daniel feel better about what has happened.
"Thank you, I was counting on that." Teal'c nodded his head and Kirsten smiled.
Daniel's Lab
O'Neill walked in where Teal'c was typing on a screen and Kirsten is watching what he was doing. The girl sighed in frustration and suddenly transformed back into a more human looking body.
"Hey. Whatcha watching?" Jack asked out of curiosity.
"A digital image. I am endeavoring to translate the Goa'uld writings of which Daniel Jackson had spoken." Jack walked over to see what Teal'c was really looking at.
"How goes the endeavoring?" Jack could always joke about anything.
"Upon a second viewing I have discovered a figure moving in the background. It does not appear to be one of our personnel." Kirsten pointed to the screen right when the shadow appeared behind a pedestal.
"Well he never mentioned anyone else." O'Neill pointed out. Just then, Daniel slammed the hand held computer down in pure anger and frustration.
"What is wrong with this thing? This thing isn't working!" his voice was full of the same emotion when he slammed it down. Trying to lighten his mood slightly, Jack said in a clam voice,
"Have you checked the batteries?" he smiled at the angry archaeologist.
"I need to go back to the planet and figure out what's going on." He kept looking all over the device trying to find something to help him figure out what is wrong with the device he was holding.
"I agree! If it isn't working here, maybe it only works in the planet we went to. I really think we should go back now!" her voice sounded very stern. Jack remembered something that Hammond had said about that.
"Hammond suggested we do that tomorrow." Daniel's face turned to look at Jack and then back to the alien device. His face tightened.
"Well this thing isn't working and tomorrow isn't good enough!" Daniel was starting to get very angry at the contraption. Jack's face got sterner as well.
"Yes it is." Now O'Neill was starting to wonder why and the hell Daniel was getting so... so... PMS-y about the little thing he was holding in his hands.
A/N: PMS-y? WTF?! I know what it feels like... don't flame me I just thought it was kinda funny if Daniel did get PMS... but for men it's called IMS... irritable male syndrome... giggles
Feeling even angrier at the gadget every second, he made a decision.
"I'm gonna talk to Hammond." With those few words, he left the room and walked with stride that screamed anger.
"Me too! There has to be something we can do!" she grabbed her golden staff and left to talk to Hammond.
"Hey!" Jack stood and tried to get the pair back in the room to talk some more. Sighing in defeat, he left the room with Teal'c staring at the door with an eyebrow raised in question.
Hammond's Office.
"Have you slept at all since you returned?" General Hammond just thought the sleeplessness was getting to Daniel and Kirsten and that is why they are acting so angry.
"I fail to see what that has to do with anything." Daniel stated with an angry voice. Kirsten nodded in agreement.
"We need to go back to the planet NOW!" she rose her voice slightly. She wanted to leave now and she knew if she transformed most people weren't going to bother her. Unless Hammond got angry with her and threw her out like a bum. Then that would be technically be stopping her. Hammond looked from Daniel to Kirsten and then replied.
"SG1 has been hard at it for weeks. I'm not sending you anywhere until you've all had at least a nights sleep." Hammond knew this was going to get out of hand soon if Daniel and Kirsten didn't leave to go sleep soon. Dr. Jackson just sighed in frustration and replied,
"I'm fine."
"I am too!" Kirsten crossed her arms in defiance. But that didn't faze General Hammond one bit.
"You're both physically and mentally exhausted." He lifted his arms to rest his arms on his mahogany office desk.
"I admit I, and Kirsten, may have been pushing ourselves a bit but this device could hold the key to everything about that entire place and I can't make any more progress on it here." The girl nodded in total agreement. Hammond still didn't look convinced.
"You're scheduled to leave tomorrow morning, one more day isn't going to make a difference." Hammond knew this comment was a last ditch effort to convince Dr. Jackson and the girl. Daniel's gaze narrowed.
"I'm telling you it is!" Jack knew it was time to step in.
"Thank you for your time Sir."
"You know it is beyond my comprehension how anybody like yourself who has so power can miss the point entirely!" he flailed his arms around a bit showing his rage.
"I KNOW! You'd think someone as smart and high up in the ladder, as yourself, could really—"someone's voice stopped Kirsten from finishing her sentence.
"Hey knock it off! Both of you!" he pushed himself off of his leaning position to show that what he had said, he meant it.
"It's all right Colonel. This letter is to Lieutenant Barber's family explaining that he died in the service to country. I've spent the last two hours on it. I can't tell them anything about how he died or anything about the work he did here, only that he's gone. Do you get the point now?" This, now, was really his last ditch effort to stop the raging Doctor and teenage girl.
"Yes Sir he got it. And the girl too." He started to chauffeur the two out of the room.
"Get him out of here." Hammond was starting to feel restrained and he didn't want to say something that he didn't mean.
Control Room
"What's the delay?" Hammond looked around the Stargate room and noticed that they haven't left yet.
"Daniel hasn't reported in this morning Sir. Neither has Kirsten." Carter turned around to inform General Hammond.
"What?" he checked the room once more to make sure that they both were really gone. Carter sighed in defeat.
"I just called him, I think he picked up but now I just get a busy signal." Now Hammond was really confused.
"Yesterday he was demanding to leave immediately." Jack knew someone had to go get the duo.
"Maybe I should give both of them a wake up call Sir." Hammond nodded in approval.
"Sounds to me like the two could use one."
Daniel's Apartment
Jack comes up to the door, which is open.
"Daniel?" Jack checked the room a bit to make sure it was okay for him to come. When he noticed the door wasn't locked, he knew something had happened. He didn't like this situation at all.
He looked around some more. He walks through what seems to be the living room. A piano sat to the left of a door that left to a balcony. That's when he finds Daniel standing on his balcony about to jump. Hesitantly, he walks out slowly making sure he didn't startle the archaeologist.
"Daniel? What are you doing out here?" he took another daring step forward trying to make it to Daniel before he jumped or do something else dangerous to his health. When he heard Daniel sniff lightly, his heart began to race.
"None of it means anything." He continued to stare out into nothingness.
"Daniel, why don't you come inside here." Jack didn't understand what Daniel meant, but right now his first priority was to get Daniel far away from the ledge.
"I tried. It just goes away." He sniffed again like he was trying not to cry, but he was anyway. Jack had to do something to comfort him.
"Okay. Then we'll get it back." He took another step towards the crazed man. Daniel shook his head.
"You can't get it back." He turned his head back to look Jack straight in the eye to show him the raw emotion he was feeling. O'Neill's heart began to race even faster. Any second now he could jump and Jack knew his reflexes weren't that fast.
"Whatever's wrong, we'll fix it." Jack tried once more to convince him, but Daniel didn't care. He scoffed at Jack before speaking.
"You don't even know what I'm talking about." Daniel hiccuped like he was still trying not to cry.
"No. No I don't. But come inside." Jack extended his hand. Suddenly, Daniel turned his head to look at Jack. It looked as though someone had just woken him up from a very bad nightmare. One tear trailed down his cold cheek.
"Jack?" he sounded very confused. Jack took one big step forward to grab onto his arm.
"Yeah." He responded softly. Just as Daniel got on the other side of the railing, a soft giggle was heard.
"Kirsten?" Jack asked. He looked to his right to see the teenage girl sitting against the wall on the other side of the balcony.
"So shiny... very pretty..." she held out a long knife in her right hand. Jack's heart began to race again. He took a slow step towards the insane girl.
"How about you give me the knife, hmm?" he reached out.
"NO! IT'S MINE!" she retracted the knife and held it over her left wrist.
"Kirsten, you don't want to do that!" O'Neill didn't know what he could do in this situation. Just as he thought she was going to put the dangerous knife down, she ran it across her wrist. Blood immediately began to run down her forearm.
"KIRSTEN!" Jack screamed. Suddenly, she looked up at him with tears going down her face. She looked very shocked. Her eyes looked down to her hands. Kirsten's left arm was starting to shake badly.
"I'm sorry...sorry... I didn't mean... sorry..." Jack kneeled down to her level and grabbed the bloody knife and tossed it over the balcony.
"Daniel, do inside and get some wrap for her arm." Daniel nodded and hastily ran inside. It seemed the shaking was moving to her entire body. She just kept repeating the word sorry over and over and over to herself and Jack.
"The PET scan reveals his neurological activity is slowing." Dr. Fraiser shook her head.
"So?" Jack was still confused. He never did understand that medical mumbo jumbo anyway.
"Neurotransmitters relay messages in the body. Too many or too few of these chemicals transmissions can result in anxiety, depression or a number of emotional or physical disorders." Fraiser didn't like Daniel's and Kirsten's conditions.
"Does this have anything to do with Barbers thing?" Jack asked quietly.
"The remaining members of SG5 are reporting almost identical symptoms. Yes it seems almost certain. Now the only good news is that it doesn't seem to be the result of a contagion." Fraiser was looking over a clipboard of Daniel's condition while talking.
"Well if it's not a disease. What?" Jack was still confused. Janet sighed before continuing.
"I don't know. Such a drastic shift in levels is generally drug induced but all of their systems are void of any foreign substances. Not to mention that preliminary MALP readings of P4X347 have ruled out all the usual suspects, air, radiation..." Jack started to catch on.
"So if we retrace SG5's tracks we may be able to come up with something?" O'Neill was asking hopefully.
"I'm afraid Colonel, until we get a grasp on..." Hammond started.
"General, we saw the shadow on the video. Now something or someone is affecting these guys." Hammond could tell that the colonel was getting very frustrated. Janet sighed once again.
"More than affecting them Sir. If their brain function continues to fail they could be facing a worst case scenario."
"What about Kirsten?" Hammond asked looking at the girl.
She seemed to be in better shape than Daniel, but still looked bad. She wasn't in a coma like state yet, but her mind was lost. She just rocks back and forth on a bed next to Daniel's muttering to herself and giggling once and a while. Sometimes she scratches the light casts Dr. Fraiser put in her arms that went from her wrist to her elbow just in case she tried to suicide trick again.
"Well," Fraiser began," it seems like her staff is strong enough to stop her body from going into a coma, but isn't quite strong enough to get her out of her insane state. To be truthful, Sir, she's on the fence. She could go either way, but right now it's looking like she's tilting towards coma."
"So we go in M.O.P 2, and bring back samples of the usual suspects." Jack knew he just had to check the planet out again.
"You've made your case Colonel. Watch your step." Hammond nodded. Jack smiled lightly,
"Thank you Sir."
giggles madly I told you I was going to do something horrible to Kirsten! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! I'm going to get the next chapter out sometime. Anywho I'm going to a soccer camp from the 18th to the first or second of August. So after that I can get the next chapter up!
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