So, here's chapter 11, I've managed to get it all sorted for posting before my exams. The chances of chapter 12 making a appearance in the next couple of weeks are slim to none but I promise that as soon as my exams are over then I will be able to spend more time writing!!

I meant to say this last chapter but Brina, I have no idea how long this story will be in the end, I don't even know how it's going to end yet!!

Thanks to Naliza, without her this story would be full of bad grammar!!

"Sam, put the gun down," Daniel pleaded. He was trying to keep the panic from his voice; the problem was that he was not sure whether he was even remotely successful.

"No, I'm not going," she shouted, tears were falling unchecked from her eyes.

"Sam, you don't have to go anywhere you don't want to."

"They'll make me," she called, her voice softening slightly.

"Sam, do you trust me?"

"I don't know Daniel, I don't know who to trust."

"You can trust me. I won't let anyone hurt you."

"He hurt me."

"Jack?"

Sam simply nodded. She spun suddenly as she heard a noise behind her, waving the gun wildly around as she tried to find the source of the sound. The gun settled back on Daniel as a small animal ran through the edge of the clearing.

"Jack's locked up, he can't hurt you now. I promise that I won't let anyone hurt you or take you anywhere you don't want to go."

"You promise?" she asked, her voice weak.

"I promise, just put the gun down okay?"

"Okay," she whispered. She let her arm fall to her side. With a deep sigh of relief Daniel took a few tentative steps towards her. He stopped suddenly as Sam's arm raised again; she looked closely at the gun in her hand.

"Sam?" Daniel asked, confused over her latest action. Not that her earlier behaviour was easily explainable.

"Daniel," Sam said, her voice wavering.

"Why don't you put the gun down?"

Sliding the safety catch on, Sam dropped the gun as though it had burned her. Daniel approached her as she sank down onto a log and wrapped her arms around her body. He knelt in front of her and seeing that she was shivering he slipped off his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders.

"What's wrong with me Daniel?" she whispered tearfully as she pulled the warm material of Daniel's jacket around her.

"It's okay Sam, it's going to be okay," he reassured her, pulling her gently into a comforting hug.

After a few minutes Daniel stood, pulled Sam up, and escorted her back into the base. Not wanting to upset her further he took her straight to her quarters. She looked uneasily at all those who passed them in the halls but with Daniel at her side she felt safe enough to continue walking.

As soon as Sam was in her quarters she started to feel safer, the familiar surroundings assisted to comfort and calm her down. She sat on the small bed and drew her knees up to her chest, settling her head on her knees.

Daniel called Janet at home, he quickly explained what had happened and she promised to be there as soon as she could. Once he had finished on the phone he perched on the end of the bed, not wanting to crowd Sam.

"You okay?" he asked.

"I don't know."

"You want to tell me why you had a gun."

"Because…" she trailed off uncertainly.

"You don't have to go anywhere. I won't let anyone make you do anything you don't want to, you know that."

"I don't understand what's going on. I just keep getting these feelings. I just know someone is coming after me, that they want me off the base. I remember leaving the infirmary, getting the gun, everything. I remember doing it but I couldn't stop myself. I had no control, it was like when…" she whispered, trailing off tearfully.

Daniel immediately knew what she was alluding to; her experiences with Jolinar had really hit her hard at the time.

"It's okay Sam, we're going to work all this out. I promise." as he spoke, Daniel immediately tensed. He hoped that he was not making a promise that he would not be able to keep.

"Really?"

"Yeah, Janet is on her way in now."

"I'm sorry Daniel."

"What for?"

"For pointing that gun at you, for all of this."

"It's okay, don't worry about it."

Daniel gently covered Sam with a blanket as she laid down on the bed. Her rapid breathing slowed as she relaxed and fell asleep. He stood and watched her sleep until a soft knock on the door disturbed the quiet, Sam stirred slightly but stayed asleep.

He quietly slipped out of the room, greeting Janet who had obviously rushed in from home.

"I'm sorry about this Janet."

"It's okay," she said, dismissing it with a shake of the head. "How's Sam?"

"She's asleep. She kept saying that she didn't want to go and that people were coming to throw her off the base. She wasn't making much sense really."

"And now?" Janet prompted.

"Apparently she had no control over what she was doing. I think that scared her most, she compared it to Jolinar."

"Right," Janet replied with a sigh. She could not even begin to understand just how difficult it would be to have no control over your actions in that way. She shuddered slightly at the very thought of it.

"This has something to do with Jack, right?"

"I don't really know but it looks that way."

"So that means there's probably something wrong with me then too," Daniel reasoned with a shrug.

"And I thought you were an optimist," she joked.

"Jack's rubbed off on me," Daniel replied with the ghost of a smile on his lips.

"Look Daniel, why don't you get some sleep and I'll look after Sam."

"I want to make sure she's okay first," he replied, stifling a yawn.

"Let me rephrase that. Go get some sleep," Janet iterated, leaving no room for argument.

"Fine but promise me you'll let me know what's happening."

"Of course."

Daniel walked slowly to his quarters; he could not get the image of Sam looking so afraid out of his head. He had never seen her like that, looking so scared, not even when she was facing certain death and Goa'uld system lords. Something was wrong with them and he could feel the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach coming back.

Janet quietly slipped into Sam's room. As much as she wanted to let her sleep she needed to examine her and as soon as possible. It was to ensure that her strange behaviour was not a result of her head injury.

She called out her friend's name before shaking her shoulder gently. Sam awoke with a start, her eyes darting around the room.

"Easy Sam, it's only me," Janet soothed.

"Janet?" Sam questioned, as though the doctor's identity was in question.

"Yeah it's me. How are you feeling?"

"Okay, I guess. I think I scared Daniel and I even scared myself," she whispered.

Janet ran the normal tests, pupil reaction, blood pressure and pulse. Her pulse and blood pressure were the only ones that were slightly above normal, but considering the stressful situations that she had found herself in recently it was not surprising.

"Janet?"

"Yeah."

"Please tell me you know what's wrong with me and Colonel O'Neill."

"I can't, not right now, but we'll work this out. So what happened tonight?"

Sam explained in as much detail as she could. She cringed as she recalled how she had pulled the gun on Daniel. She recounted the overwhelming feelings of paranoia and the massive need to get away from the people that she was so sure were going to throw her off the base.

Janet sat and listened, trying to assimilate what she was hearing. The more she heard, the more she became convinced that Sam's experience was related to Jack's outburst and probably Daniel's earlier episode.

"Okay," she nodded once Sam had finished. "Do you want to stay here or come to the infirmary? It's totally your decision," Janet reassured her.

"Here," Sam replied simply.

"Okay, you go back to sleep and I'll come back to check on you soon."

And you're going to put a guard outside, right?"

"I'm sorry, you know I have to," Janet sighed.

"I know," Sam agreed, slightly dejected.

"Call if you need anything."

"Thanks Janet."

Janet leant back heavily in her office chair and sighed deeply. She knew that people were looking up to her to find out what was going on. She needed to find out why two members of SG-1 had shown violent tendencies and were now under armed guard.

She brought up Sam's CT scan again, trying to see something that she had missed the first, second and third time around. There was still nothing beside the tiny black spot. With another sigh, she brought up the second scan also, looking for any differences between the two. There was nothing, they were identical, right down to the tiny black spot. After doing a double take she sat up straight, looking closely at the scan. She tapped a few keys and brought the two scans up side by side. They appeared to be in the exact same place and that was significant.

Janet had initially put it down to an errant pixel, which were within the accepted margin of error. The problem was that if it was an error then the spots should not be in the same place. She checked Daniel's scans and found the same thing but the spots were in a different area of the brain to Sam's.

This has to mean something, at least it warranted further research. Feeling slightly more confident she stood and went in search of Daniel, deciding to let Sam sleep for the time being. She was seriously hoping that they would be able to work out what was going on.

Daniel was sitting in his quarters, trying and failing to sleep. The soft knock broke through his musings.

"Come in," he called.

"Daniel, how are you feeling?" Janet asked.

"I'm fine," he replied with a shrug. Janet knew that it was not an 'I say I'm fine but I actually feel awful' fine. "How's Sam?"

"She's resting. Look Daniel, I think I've found something but I need to run some more tests."

"What if I don't want to?"

"Daniel?"

"Maybe I don't want to go through more of your tests. Maybe I don't want to stay in here. What if I do what I want for a change, hey?"

"Daniel, are you okay?" Janet asked with concern at his sudden change.

"I'm fine, why wouldn't I be fine? I'm just thinking of myself for a change," he explained with a large smile on his face.

"Daniel, what are you talking about."

"I'm talking about doing what I want, when I want. And right now, I want to do this," Daniel announced confidently.

Janet was still trying to make sense of the list of Daniel's unusual behaviours when she suddenly realised she had another one to add to the already long list - the fact that Daniel was currently kissing her.

I know, another cliff hanger to leave you on. And who knew that I was a Daniel/Janet shipper?? I thought that Daniel deserved a cliff hanger moment and I couldn't resist this!!

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Thanks to all those who wished me luck with the exams, I'm sure I'm going to need it!!

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