Ok, where did those 5 months go? Honestly? Where!! Stupid exam year. Anyway, many apologies for taking so long, and I hope people still enjoy this fic.
A/N: this is still ignoring 'Sunday' and this latest season of SGA.
Enjoy!
Chapter 9
Kaie groaned as she opened her eyes. Her head hurt and her stomach was churning.
"Ah, good, yer awake. How're ye feeling?"
"Like I was just trapped in a whirlpool with teeth."
"That would be a blender." smiled Beckett. Kaie shrugged. Beckett patted her arm, saying, "Ye gave me a right scare when they brought ye in."
Kaie frowned and looked right in the doctor's eyes. After a moment her eyes widened and she sat up a little.
"You know?"
"Aye. I do. Does Michael?"
"Of course he does… where is Michael?"
"Erm… he's in the brig."
Kaie's face seemed to turn to stone, "Why is he in the brig?"
"He and Ronon had a wee scuffle and they've both been confined. Ronon to his quarters and Michael to the brig."
Kaie sat up and swung her legs over the edge, getting to her feet. Her green eyes were flashing with fury.
"And why exactly is one culprit being given better treatment than another?"
"Well, the fact is that Michael is an enemy of Atlantis. After what he did to God knows how many people for his experiments-"
"He was punished for those deeds. I punished him for them. There's no need to continue with your purgatory of him."
"I'm sorry, but it's not my decision."
"Then I'll take it up with the person whose decision it is." Kaie got to her feet then grabbed the edge of the bed as her legs gave out. Carson grabbed her arm to hold her up.
"You're not going anywhere."
"You have no control over me!" Kaie pushed him away from her and Carson staggered back, surprised by her physical strength. "Stay away from me!"
Still dressed in her hospital clothing, she staggered out of the sickbay and made her way down the corridor. Beckett sighed and followed her. Kaie kept one hand on the wall, but considering how much energy she'd lost, she was doing well. Her strawberry-blonde hair was a tangle down her back and her skin was bone white. She looked very unwell.
"Doctor Weir!!" Kaie shouted through the control room, managing to find the strength within her to stand up straight without support. "Doctor Weir!!"
"Kaie, I wasn't aware you'd regained consciousness." said Elizabeth as she came out of her office. Beckett admired her ability to seem so unbothered by the powerful… whatever Kaie was, being so angry.
"I want Michael released." said Kaie, staring straight at Elizabeth's eyes. Elizabeth didn't flinch away.
"Michael needs to be dealt with. He's committed cruel experiments on countless people."
"And of course you, the people who made him what he is now, are the perfect people to pass judgement on him." Kaie's voice was sweet as honey, the sneer making it all the stickier.
"He cannot be allowed to leave."
"And what will you do with him? Execute him?"
"… I don't know yet."
"Of course you don't. You never know what you're doing, or think of what the consequences could be. You never care what you're doing so long as it doesn't harm you!"
"You think you know us because you can watch the atoms that make us up?"
"We're all just atoms and energy in the end. Feeding off one another. Using one another and the atoms around us. And yet you think you're so much better than every other race out there."
"We don't!"
"You do! You care nothing for others! You think only of your survival and yours alone and yet you won't admit it! That's the problem with humans."
"What?"
"You lie to everyone, including yourselves. You say how much you want to be friends with other species, but unlike the other species, who'll outright say it, you just act like you won't throw them to the wolves if you have to to save yourselves. And then you act insulted when other species say it, as if you're better than them, when you're lesser because you lie to yourselves and them." Kaie spat at Elizabeth's feet. "You make me sick! I hate that I was once like you! Now, get out of my way and I'll find Michael myself and we'll leave."
"I can't allow that." said Elizabeth.
"Oh?" Kaie's voice dropped to a whisper, "And just what will you do to stop me?"
Elizabeth drew in a deep breath, but didn't answer. She had no answer. Kaie smirked,
"I figured as much. All words as usual." Kaie turned away and walked out of the control room, Beckett tried to follow her, but Kaie turned to a wall and flicked her wrist. At once the wall seemed to bend and twist, like it was melting. Kaie stepped through it and the wall righted itself at once.
"Bloody hell." muttered Beckett, turning and jogging to the brig, where Kaie most likely was.
Sure enough, Kaie was lying on the ground, her body spooning Michael, her fingers running through his hair. Michael was purring in response. Purring really was the only word for that noise, even if the thought disturbed Beckett beyond belief.
Kaie was whispering in Michael's ear, and every now and then Michael twitched in response to whatever she was saying.
"Kaie, this is unacceptable." said Elizabeth.
"What? All I am doing is lying with my mate in the brig. I have not attempted to break him free or do anything but comfort him." Kaie smirked at Elizabeth, well aware that she was the one in control of the situation. Which was why she hadn't broken Michael free yet. She had no need.
"Michael needs to answer to his crimes."
"And as I already said, you are the perfect judges aren't you. Condemning your creation for trying to survive after you abandoned him."
"Kaie, you may look like an adult, but you're a little girl in your mind. And you've no concept of right or wrong outside yourself."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Kaie sat up, glaring at Elizabeth like the petulant child Elizabeth called her.
"You think you know what's right and what's wrong. But all you know is whether something pleases you or not. If it does, in your mind it's right. If it doesn't, you think it's wrong."
"And isn't that exactly the same for you? Your rights and your wrongs appeal to your senses of pleasure and wrongness."
"We have laws."
"Based upon the reaction you feel towards certain things. If murder produced a good feeling it would not be considered wrong."
"That's not true! Murderers kill because they feel a high from doing it and it is still illegal."
"Ah, but if a majority, who had no involvement with the murder, enjoyed it, thought it was a good thing, then it would not be illegal."
"That's twisting it Kaie."
"You're only saying that because you don't want to admit that I've struck a nerve." Kaie smirked. "How pathetic."
"Michael murdered many people."
"And you've murdered many Wraith."
"So you're siding with them?"
Beckett jumped as Ronon's voice boomed out around them.
"Ronon, you were confined to quarters." said Elizabeth.
"Yeah, that didn't last." muttered Ronon, his attention on Kaie. "Are you siding with the Wraith?"
"No. But you're blind to the reality that is you are no better than the Wraith."
"We have to survive."
"That's all well and good, but admit you're no better than them."
"Why? Why's it so important to you that we say we're no better than them?"
"Because someone has to make the first step. Because Michael deserves to be left alone. You blame him for his actions and yes, he did awful things, but so have you! How many Wraith have you murdered to survive? How many atrocities have you committed against them?"
"The people Michael killed were innocents."
"And the Wraith you've murdered weren't?"
"There's no such thing as an innocent Wraith."
"How would you know? All you've ever seen is an enemy. Even Michael! You saw an enemy even after you mutilated him." Kaie threw her hand out and the brig flew apart, the bars just missing the three Atlantians. "How shall peace and harmony ever be restored to the galaxy if you two are continuously flaring and crashing into each other like asteroids or atoms?"
"You throwing tantrums won't help anyone." said Weir, folding her arms.
Kaie growled and stamped her foot. The floor shook like a giant had echoed her movement somewhere in the city. "You're all so frustrating! You make simple things so complex! You should all just stop, stop, stop!!"
"We won't. We can't, Kaie. We're alive, we have minds."
"Damn your minds!" screeched Kaie, before grimacing and doubling over, clutching her stomach. At once her expression changed to childish anger to utter terror. "Ah! Oh… no… no…"
Carson moved forward to help her, guessing what was happening. But Ronon pulled him back,
"Ronon!"
"Might be a trick."
Kaie wailed, a soft, pathetic sound, like an abandoned kitten makes when it gets hungry and there's no mother to feed it. She crumpled to the ground, curling up, and writhing on the cold floor.
"For God's sake let me help her! She's your sister Ronon!"
Ronon stared down at Kaie, eyes wide and his hand did not let go, so much as go limp on Beckett's arm. Beckett wasted no time in running to Kaie and pushing her on to her back. Kaie wailed again, tears streaking her cheeks, and she struggled against the Doctor, weak as that abandoned kitten.
"Kaie, Kaie, listen to me, I need you to calm down. You have to calm down."
"Help!"
"I'm trying pet, but unless you calm down I can't examine you."
"Kaie…" Michael was suddenly alarmingly close to Beckett, but his eyes were on Kaie's face, his hands on her shoulders. "Shh… be calm my love. You must allow the Doctor to examine you."
"M… Michael." Kaie fumbled for a grip on his cumbersome leather clothes, but when she got it, she clung like a limpet. "It hurts… oh make it stop!"
"Doctor Beckett will do all he can." Michael's eyes flashed to Carson's, "Won't you Doctor?"
Carson drew in a deep breath, "Right. I need a medical team in here now! Stretcher, and medical kit."
"What's wrong with her Carson?" asked Elizabeth, sounding wary.
"I… I think she's having a miscarriage."
Hm, Kaie's really turned into a brat.
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