"Ronon?"Jennifer said when she opened her eyes and saw Ronon staring down at her.

"Yeah."

"How?..Where?" She asked as she scanned the rest of her surroundings. Before Ronon could answer she figured out that she was lying on a gurney in the infirmary, which had been pushed next to Ronon's allowing the big Satedan to pull her towards him. Surrounding the two beds the curtains had been drawn giving them some privacy. Surplus to requirements Ronon said.

"Infirmary, Colonel Carter had you beamed in. She said to tell you she'll explain to your dad why your not there." On hearing Ronon's words the memory of her encounter with Sam and Laura came flooding back.

"What's wrong?" Ronon asked feeling Jennifer tense.

"Nothing." Jennifer said. "I'm glad I'm here with you."

"You want to talk?"

"No." Jennifer said quickly and harshly. "Not yet...just hold me." Silently Ronon ran his hand over her head

"Lieutenant." Sheppard greeted as Cadman entered the Daedalus infirmary several hours later.

"Sir."

"Should I be worried about the fact the doc slept in the infirmary?"

"No Sir." Cadman said. The lack of information frustrating Sheppard who stared at her. "She fell to sleep in a...in an awkward position. Colonel Carter thought it was best to beam her straight here."

"Where?" Ronon growled.

"Where what?"

"Where did she fall to sleep?"

"In a supply room at the SGC." Laura answered.

"I would ask why, but with you I think it might be better not to know." Sheppard said good-naturedly, but when guilt flashed across Laura's face he asked. "What aren't you telling me."

Laura looked nervously from Sheppard to Ronon. "She was in a pretty bad way last night." She paused again glancing at Ronon. "She...I think events caught up with her and I kinda snapped at her and it resulted in, well you can guess." She paused while Sheppard pulled a face before she asked. "She didn't mention anything?"

"No." Ronon growled.

"I guess it explains why she was so keen to leave this morning."

"How long ago did she go?"

"An hour. But relax she is with the shrink."

"Ok, thanks Sir." Cadman said sprinting out of the infirmary before either man had the opportunity to question further. Sheppard turned to Ronon ready to try another attempt at humour, but stopped short when he saw Ronon's face.

"You ok buddy?"

"Why didn't she tell me?"

"I don't know, these things take time."

"She used to tell me everything."

"She's been through a lot. She''ll talk when she's ready. Until then you just have to make sure she knows you're there for her."

"How can I do that from here?" Ronon questioned, the frustration was evident in his voice.

"You get released to quarters soon and the doc will be up here as well."

"If she comes."

"If she...you know something you're not telling me."

"She hasn't said she's coming."

"She say she's not?"

"No."

"Well then. The doc will come with us." Sheppard argued, although Ronon remained unconvinced.

Laura hurried towards the psychologists office hoping to catch Jennifer as she left. As she reached the correct corridor she saw Jennifer heading away from the office.

"Jennifer wait up." Laura called jogging down the corridor. Jennifer paused and eventually turned round.

"I'm sorry that I had a ..." Jennifer said before pausing to search for a word.

"Major meltdown?"

"Good a description as any. After what happened I shouldn't have done."

"No after what happened you should have done." Laura countered.

"I meant after what I did to you, I shouldn't have unloaded on you."

"Technically you didn't, it was more like crying on my shoulder. But if it makes you feel better I will send you my dry cleaning bill."

"I still shouldn't have done it. I should be better than that."

"Has your shrink taught you nothing? You can't bottle it all up."

"When did you gain such psychological insight?"

"I was trapped in Rodney's body. Trust me when I say I am still scarred, despite months of therapy."

"Rodney isn't that bad." Jennifer said. "Although the amount he still complains about it, maybe it was that traumatic." She smiled before turning serious again. "I meant what I said, I really am sorry I didn't tell you and I'm sorry I went crazy for no reason."

"No reason? Err, let me think. How about the fact that you were kidnapped, tortured, saw boyfriend killed, kidnapped, tortured and fed on and something so traumatic you can't speak about it, then there was the attempted kidnap and the whole being used as bait thing. All resulting in a huge guilt complex, which was added to by your pissed off big mouthed friend."

"But ultimately I should have been prepared." Jennifer said. "I live in a galaxy full of life sucking aliens, I should have been prepared to be eaten."

"I don't think that is something you can pick up from a text book. Crap happens and you can't prepare for it. Where you went wrong was shutting everyone out. Which I'm fairly sure all the texts tell you not to." Laura replied before adding. "I'm sorry I snapped at you."

"You had every right."

"True." Laura said with a cheeky grin. "I still shouldn't have done it though, I'm sorry." She added with a more sober expression.

"You shouldn't have to tip toe around me."

"I know, but it is one of the hazards of being your friend. So you ready?"

"Ready?"

"Yeah, to go to Earth, see your dad? He's been moved back into his house."

"Already?"

"Yep, so lets go." Laura said grabbing Jennifer's hand.

Five minutes later they stood outside the new front door waiting for it to open.

"Why are you answering the front door?" Jennifer demanded when her father pulled the door open.

"You rang the bell." He pointed out.

"You need to be careful. I could have been anyone." Jennifer snapped.

"You're absolutely right, you could have been Mrs Anderson complaining abut the ruckus again."

"I'm serious."

"Sweetheart, the two menacing suits who have set up camp out front would stop any threats."

"Besides even if someone got by them I doubt they would ring the bell." Laura added, resulting in both Jennifer and her father glaring at the young lieutenant.

"So are two coming in?"

"No, I am heading off." Laura said before looking at Jennifer. "As soon as you want to see Ronon, give me a call."

Jennifer nodded and moved into the house.

"I'll have to remember next time I want to decorate to invite you home." Jennifer's father said as he admired the repaired hallway, which revealed none of the scars obtained a few days earlier. Despite his jovial tone guilt flashed across Jennifer's face. "Sorry, bad joke." Her father apologised. "But you have to admit they did a damn good job."

"How can you be so relaxed about this?" Jennifer snapped before quickly apologising.

"If you would prefer to tell me where you were last night we can talk about that instead or you can tell me why you are in such a bad mood." He suggested. Jennifer muttered something unintelligible as she moved to the lounge, trying to ignore looking at the kitchen.