Disclaimer: I don't own em, wish I did but no, nada, zip, non, nothing, zero! In summary, not mine.
Authors Note: This takes place during Season Six but without Jonas. I don't like Jonas. I find him irritating and obnoxious. Daniel is so much nicer. Also note That I'm not real sure where this is going yet but bear with me....
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For crying out loud Fraiser! How could you let this happen? Carter was in a secure facility! What was she doing. He pointed at Nurse Heltson. That gave whoever that guy was a chance to get her out of here Colonel O'Neill was livid. His 2IC was gone, kidnapped, stolen. On their own planet, from their own base!
Colonel, I understand your concerns and fears but at the moment this man needs medical attention. In case you've forgotten I'm the Doctor here. And I was with you when the Major was taken. Now go out while I treat him!. The Doctor turned and busily resumed treating the zatted guard they had found at the exit. Colonel O'Neill turned and stalked out of the room.
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A half hour later found General Hammond, the remainder of SG-1, and Dr. Fraiser were back in the briefing room.
Has the Airman guarding the exit regained consciousness yet? The Doctor nodded.
A short time ago. I've already asked him Colonel. He saw nothing. Jack closed his mouth. Nurse Heltson says whoever he was had access codes and the proper identification. We've had a couple of Nurses out sick recently so we'd borrowed some with high enough clearance to cover them. Whoever he was. He had the perfect opportunity to gain access to the Major. Dr. Fraiser closed the folder in front of her. I firmly believe that Major Carter was poisoned deliberately for this eventual end.
Colonel O'Neill sunk his head into his hands. His 2IC was in danger. And he had done nothing to prevent it. Just like last time. She'd needed him and he'd been elsewhere.
Not this time. He thought it wasn't going to take him weeks to find her this time. Not if he could help it.
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Sam wriggled and clutched her head. Pounding headache. What did I do? She thought. Rolling over her face connected with cold concrete. What the...? Cracking her eyes open, she groaned as the situation sunk in. Cold cell, definitely not SGC standard. They hadn't gone off world either. Sighing Carter stood up.
This meant another psycho had decided to kidnap her for their own twisted purposes. The door creaked open and Sam spun around. Bad idea. She thought and steadied herself against a wall.
A slim woman walked into the room. Seeing no one else with her Sam prepared herself. One woman she could take. The woman noticed the subtle change in the Major stance.
I wouldn't if I were you. Although I need you alive, damaged slightly will still be alright. Carter promptly ignored the woman and launched herself at the woman. A stocky man stepped from the shadows and his fist connected with the Major's eye. She tumbled to the floor. Didn't I tell you not to do that! The woman hissed. The Major could already feel a black eye forming. The slim woman gestured to the man and he bundled the stunned Major over to the wall. After her hands were firmly chained in place, the woman stepped over to her. I want to make your time with me as pain-free as possible. Pain free for me that is. Let me ask you something Major. What is it with you and getting kidnapped or possessed all the time. That's the reason you're here you know. If Jolinar, the Entity and Adrian Conrad had never happened, neither would this. The woman stood and exited the room, her stocky guard in tow.
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Nym - 8/03/03
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