Chap 2: The Ship's Doctor

"Oww." The first thing Jack noticed when he awoke was the intense pain shooting through his left shoulder, that and the dull thudding inside his head.

"Better not move sir. That was a nasty fall you took." Janet's voice was soothing as always, and Jack didn't bother opening his eyes, taking a moment to adjust to being awake.

"Doc - it's you! Ay… I had the worst dream." Jack sighed as he spoke, wondering why his headache was making him feel as if the infirmary bed was rolling back and forth.

"Well if your nightmare was being captured by Captain Mi'Yana it wasn't a dream." The slightly amused tone in Janet's voice confused Jack, when he registered her words, his eyes went wide open and he almost sat up. Very suddenly, he realized that the rolling of his bed wasn't his imagination. He remembered the ship he had seen in the cove and realized that he was most probably on it.

"Aw Crap." Turning his head, he saw that it was the Doc he had been speaking to. Or at least a woman who looked like her. "Doc… why is your hair blue?"

"My hair's always been this color Commander. Remember?" Janet - or this woman who looked like Janet - raised her eyebrow at him. "Yours was too… before it went gray." Jack opened his mouth to say that he wasn't the commander, when the door opened and the woman who looked like Sam entered. The light caused Jack to squint and look down.

"And how is our patient today Dr. Freya?" Sam - Mi'Yana, Jack reminded himself, was smiling a predatory smile as she walked into the room. Freya?

"He's alive." Janet responded. Wait, Jack thought, Janet is FREYA?. "However he still seems to be slightly delusional." Mi'Yana frowned slightly, then perked up again as she leaned closer to Jack.

"Delusional or in denial? Face it Commander, you just can't handle that you've been captured by your prey." She giggled slightly then. "You're actually pretty damn lucky Kat only grazed your shoulder. Normally when she shoots, she kills."

"For the last freaking time - MY RANK IS COLONEL!" Jacks out burst did not impress the two women in room, and he was rather shocked when Mi'Yana laughed, winked at him, then turned around and faced Freya again.

"Is his concussion really that bad?" Freya frowned then, not sure how to rely her next piece of information.

"Actually Ma'am, I'm not sure he has a concussion at all. He seems to actually believe he's not the Commander." Mi'Yana frowned too, and for the first time turned around to look at Jack closely.

Her scrutiny made him uncomfortable, and for the first time Jack noticed that his shirt was gone and that his torso was covered only by a bandage applied to his left shoulder. Very suddenly, Mi'Yana's eyes Narrowed and her hand closed around his right arm. Yanking him forward she took a look at his back and then let out a string of curses, after a moment, Jack was able to decipher some of what she was saying. "Damn it all to hell! - Fucking idiots. - What the hell did I ever do to deserve this shit." She slammed her fist in to one of the walls, causing Freya to step forward and take a look at her hand. Mi'Yana shrugged Freya aside and immediately unsheathed a weapon that seemed to move out of her wrist which she pointed at Jack. "Who the fuck are you?"

Jack noticed with some startlement that she was addressing him. "Colonel Jack O'Neill. USAF." He knew that his full name was Jonathan, but just now was not the time to emphasize the similarities between him and whoever this commander person was.

"Colonel hum? Then I take it you're not Royal Navy. Damn." This time she kicked the bunk. She let out an angry hiss and turned to Freya. "He may be a trap. Make sure he won't die on us than turn him over to Kat for interrogation. If she's otherwise occupied than lock him in the hold."

"Yes Ma'am." In an amazing fast movement, Mi'Yana was gone. Briefly, Jack heard her shouting orders out on deck before her voice disappeared completely.

Blinking, Jack turned to Freya and regarded her closely. "How did she…?"

Sensing what his question was going to be, Janet hesitated slightly before answering. "She knows you… the uh, real you… I mean the commander fairly well. She's given him a few scars in her time. You don't have any of them." Jack cocked his eyebrow slightly. From what he'd been able to gather so far, he had pieced together that this Commander Jonathan was not friendly with Captain Mi'yana, from his treatment he had deduced that they were either rebels of Pirates of some kind. What he had not yet figured out was how two people with the relationship Mi'Yana and the Cdr. Seemed to have would be able to see each others scars up close. "You're not from around here are you?"

Jack shook his head but did not elaborate.

"I see. Around here Mi'Yana and Jonathan are something akin to a living legend. She's the Rebel Pirate Queen and he's the man in charge of capturing her for the sake of the crown. The two of them have a bit of a past you see, and everyone loves singing about an impossible romance." Freya broke off for a moment and looked at Jack who urged her to continue.

"A couple years back Commander Jonathan captured our ship through a fluke of luck. Mi'Yana, being the resourceful woman that she is, seduced him and managed to get him to let down his guard enough so that she could release us and overtake the royal navy sailors before we reached port. As you can imagine, the incident caused the Commander no small amount of embarrassment. Anyway, a few months later we ran into each other again, and had another skirmish. That time, we outnumbered the Commander's men two to one and the situation was basically the reverse of the last one." Freya shrugged, not seeing the need to elaborate and add details for a stranger. "Ever since the two of them keep on clashing at sea when their crews are around. When we're not, they have a habit of falling into each others arms when they're not trying to kill each other. If you ask me -"

Freya's dialogue was interrupted by a commotion outside. Faintly Jack was able to make out Kat's voice shouting. "Captain there are Royal Navy ships approaching starboard. It looks like Commander Jonathan's fleet."

Freya glanced at Jack, appraising his level of health. When she saw him wince in pain, she assumed that he wouldn't be in any shape to attempt an escape. "Guess you're going to see for yourself. Although I don't recommend you go on deck." With that, she removed the lid off of a trunk that had been sitting near Jack. Out of it she pulled a quiver of Orange arrows and a bow. Without another word she ran out of the infirmary and onto deck. The moment she was gone, Jack quit his pretense of being in pain. Grabbing his shirt, he slowly followed the doctor. Now, let's find out where the hell I really am.

AN: Hi everyone, it's been a tough couple of weeks for me. Please forgive how long this has taken. Please read and review. I hope you'll excuse the brevity of this chapter, I realize I kind of condense a lot of information that would sound a lot more naturally if I didn't have people explaining it in monologues but . I swear the next one will be quicker in coming.