Jennifer opened her eyes and tried to remember why she felt to stiff. Not concentrating or thinking she tried to sit up. As she moved her left arm and pain swept through it she remembered the recent events and her eyes shot open. Half of her expected to be in the infirmary. When she saw she was still in the safe house she relaxed and assumed she had only dozed off for a few minutes. Looking round the room two things struck her; firstly, the room was very light, almost too light for the middle of the night; secondly, her father was not around. Looking down at her feet she untangled them from the dog and quickly stood only for a wave of nausea and dizziness to wash over her. Shutting her eyes she took a few deep breaths and waited for the room to stop spinning.

"What's wrong?" A concerned, and instantly recognisable voice asked from the opening doorway.

"Nothing I just stood up too quickly." Jennifer answered opening her eyes.

"Well sit back down." Her father ordered as he reached her and gently helped her sit back down.

"I'm ok." Jennifer assured him as her brain finally realised that the room was light not just due to the interior lights but also sunlight. "It is day time!" She exclaimed.

"Wow you are on fire this morning." Another familiar voice said. Jennifer's head whipped round and saw Laura Cadman smiling in the doorway. "Gee you really do look like crap."

"Laura?" Jennifer asked as her mind temporarily drifted from the daylight issue. "Why are you here?" She asked as Cadman fully entered the room and shut the door behind her. Before Cadman could answer, however, Jennifer's mind locked onto her original though. "What has happened to Ronon? Why didn't someone wake me?"

"Ronon is fine." Cadman answered.

"He should have been awake hours ago. I need to get up there." She said standing, only for her father to pull her down again.

"Ronon is fine and he was awake hours ago, but he asked Colonel Sheppard not to get you as he wanted you to sleep." Laura replied very quickly.

"Someone should have got me." Jennifer said irritably.

"Ronon is fine and the Colonel has more reason to be scared of Ronon than you, although he did admit it was a close call. You should be pleased that for once Ronon is being well behaved and sleeping as well as listening to the medical staff."

"You mean he doesn't normally?" Jennifer's father asked.

"Normally he scares the staff into submission. Only Carson and Jennifer stand up to him."

Ignoring the interruption Jennifer asked. "But he is ok?"

Laura looked her friend straight in the eyes and said. "Yes. So please relax."

"And he listens to her?" Jennifer's father asked Cadman continuing his conversation with the Lieutenant.

"Kind of. Well most of the time after a few arguments anyway." Cadman answered, beginning to feel the strain of keeping to parallel conversations going. "Their verbal sparring sessions in the infirmary are like some kind of weird mating ritual."

"Can I go see him?" Jennifer asked growing agitated and now glaring at her friend.

"Yes, but not yet. First you need to shower and change, I have brought you some clean clothes. Then we will stop by on the way to your appointment." Cadman said returning to Jennifer's conversation.

"Appointment?"

"The one you agreed to yesterday with the Colonel." Cadman said, but when Jennifer's face remained blank she added. "The shrink."

"Today?"

"Yes."

"But after yesterday I thought it would have been postponed."

"After yesterday you need it more than ever."

"But-"

"Sweetheart you need to go." Her father said.

"What about you?"

"I'm fine."

"I meant what if they come back."

"They won't. Now stop using me as an excuse." Her father ordered kissing the top of her head. "Go get ready."

Reluctantly Jennifer stood and took the bag from Laura before leaving the room. When Jennifer's father heard the stairs creek he looked at Cadman and said. "So Lieutenant."

"It is Laura."

"Ok Laura, what can you tell me about Ronon?"

Thirty minutes later Jennifer and Laura were back onboard the Daedalus heading towards the infirmary. "Are you sure that you should not still be wearing the sling?" Laura asked.

"I'm sure." Jennifer replied. "Don't you think we covered this enough with my father? Talking of whom, what were you two talking about?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Yes."

"No I meant seeing we are twenty seconds from the infirmary do you really want to put of seeing Ronon until I have told you."

Stopping outside the infirmary entrance Jennifer glared at Laura and said, "I will get it out of you later."

Ignoring her the Lieutenant said. "I will pick you up in twenty minutes." Then breaking out into a broad grin added. "Remember neither of you are in the best physical condition and Ronon is not meant to do anything strenuous."

Jennifer entered the infirmary and saw Ronon lying on the gurney and she was once again overcome by guilt. Taking a deep breath she approached him. "Hey." Jennifer smiled down at Ronon who immediately moved his hand to move his mask. "Don't." Jennifer said. "It needs to stay on." She added as she stroked his head. "Tomorrow they should replace the mask with a nasal cannula and you will be able to speak, but for now you need to keep the mask on."

Despite desperately wanting to speak he moved his hand away from his face and raised it to Jennifer's cheek.

"Thank you for coming for me, but you shouldn't have. You could have been killed. Please promise me you won't do anything like that again. I couldn't cope with loosing you again." Jennifer said pressing her cheek harder into Ronon's hand, craving the contact. As Ronon stroked her cheek the infirmary burst into life. Several staff running in. The doctor in charge shouting.

"Ok we have multiple casualties incoming. At least two are critical. Five are bad enough to be beamed straight here, but several more will be on their way." Jennifer turned round and looked at the group of doctors just as a bright light engulfed the infirmary and five bodies were beamed in. The bodies were in a bad state and one of them was already crashing. As the medical staff began to swarm round the patients Jennifer's eyes locked onto one particular patient. A man lying unconscious. His face coloured in a mixture of soot and blood, his clothes torn and blood pouring from his side. Jennifer left Ronon's side and ran over to the patient and hurriedly analysed his wounds saying. "Hang in there John." Before barking orders at a nearby nurse.