Chapter Thirty-Five
Jack had just stepped out of his meeting with Hammond, a meeting where he was informed that someone had stolen Daniel's body. An airman had found Dr Childs and her assistant unconscious in the morgue, and a torn toe-tag was left lying on the autopsy table. Someone had stolen Daniel's body; Jack had a hard time wrapping his mind around the concept. Why would someone…no, he refused to complete that thought before he threw up. He sat heavily in his usual seat in the briefing room. Sam and Teal'c came in, because Hammond had summoned them to tell them about Daniel, but from the looks on their faces, Jack knew the grapevine had beaten him to it. They were here now looking for confirmation, Sam took one look at Jack and she had it.
"Oh, my god." she said her face a few shades lighter as she took her seat.
Teal'c's frown deepened. "I do not understand the purpose behind this act."
"I don't think I want to." said Jack, leaning back in his chair.
"We have to find him." said Sam.
"We will, there are only so many places a person can hide body."
"How do we know whoever took him, is still on base?"
"We've been in lockdown since before Daniel…" he couldn't say it, he wanted to, his mouth could form the word, but he couldn't say; 'died' "…was found." said Jack. "We'll get a couple of squads together and do a top to bottom search."
"Unscheduled off world activation! Unscheduled off world activation! Medical team to the gate-room!"
"Ah, crap!" said Jack.
Daniel was strapped down, that much he knew; he felt the belts across his chest and legs. He was, at least, dressed; he thought thankfully, he felt the scrubs ride up on his calves. The room was nondescript as military rooms went, grey walls, and a wrought iron grey door. He was still a little groggy, he thought, as the room did a slow loop and settled back into the muzzy clarity that was life without his glasses. Then for the first time Daniel was aware of another person in the room. He saw the outline of a woman pacing up and down, and then remembered.
"Sam?" he whispered his voice so hoarse.
Shelly paced the room up and down, she was worried. Things had been going so well, he'd been nice, even flirty, she smiled, they'd become friends again; she scowled, but it wasn't enough, he had to remember! He had to see what they had and what they could have again. For that to happened, he had to wake up and about that Shelly was worried.
"Sam?"
"Sam?" Shelly scowled whirling around to face the man on the bed. "Do all this for you and you call me by that bitch's name?" she screeched at him.
Daniel blinked clearing his vision. "Not Sam?" He squinted and blinked a few more times, but was obviously unable to either make out or recognize the woman standing by his bed.
"Oh, you poor dear!" she cried, "I sorry, I didn't think." she grabbed something off the bedside table. "Here I took these from the infirmary stash." She sat next to him on the bed and slid the pair of glasses onto his face. "There now, that's better."
Daniel blinked frowned and blinked again. "Shelly?" The woman grinned. "What's happened? What's going on? Why am I tied down? Wha-" Shelly put a finger to his lips.
"Ssshhh," she said smiling fondly at him and caressing his face and smoothing back his hair. "I'm taking care of you now, and everything is going to be perfect." Daniel's eyes widened in surprise at both Shelly's words and her actions; this was not the young nurse he had befriended in the infirmary. Shelly was frowning at him again. "You look a little pale." she said, "You should sleep some more allow the antidote to finish working." She petted him on the head again, and Daniel was already feeling the pull of sleep before she'd even gotten up off the bed.
"Unscheduled of world activation! Unscheduled off world activation! Medical team to the gate-room!"
Shelly looked up at the flashing light in the corner of the room and cursed. She knelt down on the bed kissed the unconscious man on the lips and rushed from the room.
Daniel's alive! Hurrah! Now I can whump him somemore! Yippee:D
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