"Hello, Dr. Jackson," one of the archeology lab assistants greeted as he walked into the lab. "I was sorry to hear about Colonel Carter. It's a shame to lose such a smart woman."
Daniel looked over at her. "Thanks." He said after a moment.
She turned back to her work, and he looked out over the rest of the room, trying to decide where he needed to go to get the information he needed. And what excuse he was going to use to get it.
"Just terrible how most of the first generation of SGC leaders have passed onto the other side..."
Daniel's head turned instantly at her words. "What?"
She looked at him. "What?"
"You said something about how most of the first generation of SGC leaders have passed to the other side..."
"Well, you know...it really started with Colonel Reynolds' heart attack in '24. Then General Hammond's accident, General O'Neill's heart attack, Colonel Paul Davis's psychotic break..."
"Whose what?"
"Colonel Paul Davis...he used to serve as the liaison between the Program and the Pentagon."
"Psychotic break?"
She nodded. "He apparently tried to kill his wife. The police shot him instead."
His eyes widened. "Davis? He couldn't hurt a fly. He could be a little impatient, but..."
"They say it was Post-Traumatic Stress."
"From what? A negotiation with the Russians?" Daniel asked, confused.
She shrugged. "He's a soldier. They deal with stuff like that, right?"
Daniel's own suspicions were being raised that a serial killer or massive coverup had instigated a string of murders within the SGC.