Chapter Seven
"You always look so innocent when you're sleeping," said Janet fondly, running her hand over his forehead.
"Am I dead?" asked Daniel shocked at seeing his friend.
Janet looked at the monitors surrounding his bed. "Well you're temp's up a bit," she said, "and you're EEG is a little erratic, but that's par for the course with you Honey, other than that you're vitals are strong, so I'm going to go with not dead. Yet."
"Janet how?"
"I'm dead, I can't check in with you guys once in a while?"
"Yeah, but why can I see you if I'm not dead?"
"Well, I'm not sure, maybe you're just weird?"
"Funny, Janet thank you, wait a minute what did you mean not dead yet?"
"Come on Daniel, you know this, the body can't live without the mind, and the mind is merely a construct of the spirit or soul. To put it bluntly you're out of your mind and it's killing you."
"What's it like being dead?" asked Daniel, trying not to dwell on his own impending mortality.
"Like being on holiday with a group of Germans," Janet grinned and then grew serious, "You've been dead before, you've been here before."
"I don't remember I never do."
"You just don't want to, they were always the stronger pull." she gestured to Jack and Teal'c still talking quietly over Daniel's bed.
"But not anymore," said Daniel almost wistfully, "I don't want to go back in there," he stood at the foot of his bed staring his own unconscious face, "It's a scary place to be inside my head, inside my dreams."
"Since when do you of all people run from anything that's hard?"
"Since the best plan I could come up with to fight the people committing genocide across the galaxy was to commit genocide on them, and the only thing that Merlin's plan has accomplished is allowing more ships in through the Super-Gate that will enable the people I was trying to stop killing people to kill more people." Daniel sighed. "He's a murderer, a mass murderer," he pointed to his sleeping form. "I can't stand what's been done to him, and I can't stomach what he's become to survive it, in short I can't be him anymore." Daniel walked away through a far wall of the infirmary.
"Well, clearly there's work to be done here," said Janet rolling up her sleeves as she went after him.
Janet will sort him out, not to worry, just kick back and get ready for a Daniel angst and whumpfest the like of which haven't happened yet, in this story:-D
Later, Cynic
