**1410 Hours, Briefing Room, Cheyenne Mountain Facility**
Dr. Frascal ran up the stairs, quite nearly tripping over the last step. "General Hammond!" He swallowed, then saluted. "Daniel Jackson had regained consciousness, then assaulted Janet. The nurse managed to sedate him, right before she too was assaulted." He panted heavily.
Jack's eyes remained fixed on the monitor, his hand up.
"Private Demento, Dr. Frascal, we will be at the ICU shortly. Return to your duties."
The two men left. Private Plus nervously shuddered, then continued his briefing. "Yes, Colonel?"
Silence. O'Neill did not respond.
"Colonel?"
Jack snapped back, then looked around. "Uh…" He paused, regaining his thoughts. "Do we have any info on hostages?"
Private Plus gave a strange look. "There was no mention in the files."
Jack's eyes grew larger, his hands fisting. "No mention?"
"I None/I, sir."
"Alright, time's up. Everyone down to the ICU, I'll get Thor to the Stargate." Hammond did not know what was wrong with Jack, what he had seen. Something deep down inside him caught fire.. Something was wrong with his Commanding officer of SG1.
**1420 Hours, Intensive Care Unit, Cheyenne Mountain Facility**
Janet sat on a chair, panting heavily, holding an ice-pack to her neck. One guard was standing next to her, 2 surrounded the bed, Dr. Frascal continued the IV-Flow. He walked over to the door, waiting for the Hammond and O'Neill to arrive.
Suddenly, the guards drew their weapons at the patient, one saying "Patient Conscious.", then continuing his offensive stance. Dr. Frascal turned around.
"Hey!" Jack walked into the room, one of his Dual Desert Eagles in hand. "Hey! Leave him alone!" General Hammond entered the room a moment later. "Lower your weapons."
The two guards lowered their weapons and walked to the wall, standing next to Janet.
"He's regained consciousness."
Daniels eyes opened, he slowly tried to get up. "Daniel?" Jack was the first to approach, Janet winced. "Daniel, you alright?" The Colonel slowly unfastened the restraints.
"Why, Jack?" He breathed hard. "Why'd you kill her?"
"Kill whom, Dr. Jackson?" General Hammond stepped in. Was this the cause for Jack's behaviour?
O'Neill fell into an empty chair. "I'm sorry."
"He killed Sarah!" Daniel ripped his body upwards. "He killed her!" Lunging for his Supreme Commander, the man threw off Colonel O'Neill. He rolled besides him, then took out a knife. "You killed her you bastard!" Jack grabbed the man's wrist, twisting it so that he could stand up, grabbing the knife.
The two guards had their pistols poised, Janet's personal protection private (SG-PPP) raised his Desert Eagle.
Daniel tilted his foot to the side, the Colonel stumbled, also falling to the floor. He rolled to a different Surgical Table, then pulled himself up. He stood over the Colonel, Pistol aimed. O'Neill could have easily kicked the gun out of his opponent's hand, yet remained silent, calm, resting, waiting for the lead to crunch his bones.
Dr. Jackson simply breathed. "I'm sorry. I… I overreacted."
General Hammond stepped in. "That's for me to decide. I'm having you both in my office in 5 minutes."
But Daniel had different thoughts. He turned the pistol around, aiming it towards his head. "No…" He sighed. "I am a failure."
Teal'c, the patient on the table behind him regained consciousness.
"You're not a failure. I killed her. I am the murderer." O'Neill closed his eyes, then continued. "Shoot me, not yourself."
Teal'c spun around, grabbing Daniels gun. The doctor did not let go, so Teal'c emptied the magazine by poising the rifle to the ceiling and shooting.
Hammond shouted after the shots were over. "All three of you, in my office Iimmediately/I!"
Dr. Frascal ran up the stairs, quite nearly tripping over the last step. "General Hammond!" He swallowed, then saluted. "Daniel Jackson had regained consciousness, then assaulted Janet. The nurse managed to sedate him, right before she too was assaulted." He panted heavily.
Jack's eyes remained fixed on the monitor, his hand up.
"Private Demento, Dr. Frascal, we will be at the ICU shortly. Return to your duties."
The two men left. Private Plus nervously shuddered, then continued his briefing. "Yes, Colonel?"
Silence. O'Neill did not respond.
"Colonel?"
Jack snapped back, then looked around. "Uh…" He paused, regaining his thoughts. "Do we have any info on hostages?"
Private Plus gave a strange look. "There was no mention in the files."
Jack's eyes grew larger, his hands fisting. "No mention?"
"I None/I, sir."
"Alright, time's up. Everyone down to the ICU, I'll get Thor to the Stargate." Hammond did not know what was wrong with Jack, what he had seen. Something deep down inside him caught fire.. Something was wrong with his Commanding officer of SG1.
**1420 Hours, Intensive Care Unit, Cheyenne Mountain Facility**
Janet sat on a chair, panting heavily, holding an ice-pack to her neck. One guard was standing next to her, 2 surrounded the bed, Dr. Frascal continued the IV-Flow. He walked over to the door, waiting for the Hammond and O'Neill to arrive.
Suddenly, the guards drew their weapons at the patient, one saying "Patient Conscious.", then continuing his offensive stance. Dr. Frascal turned around.
"Hey!" Jack walked into the room, one of his Dual Desert Eagles in hand. "Hey! Leave him alone!" General Hammond entered the room a moment later. "Lower your weapons."
The two guards lowered their weapons and walked to the wall, standing next to Janet.
"He's regained consciousness."
Daniels eyes opened, he slowly tried to get up. "Daniel?" Jack was the first to approach, Janet winced. "Daniel, you alright?" The Colonel slowly unfastened the restraints.
"Why, Jack?" He breathed hard. "Why'd you kill her?"
"Kill whom, Dr. Jackson?" General Hammond stepped in. Was this the cause for Jack's behaviour?
O'Neill fell into an empty chair. "I'm sorry."
"He killed Sarah!" Daniel ripped his body upwards. "He killed her!" Lunging for his Supreme Commander, the man threw off Colonel O'Neill. He rolled besides him, then took out a knife. "You killed her you bastard!" Jack grabbed the man's wrist, twisting it so that he could stand up, grabbing the knife.
The two guards had their pistols poised, Janet's personal protection private (SG-PPP) raised his Desert Eagle.
Daniel tilted his foot to the side, the Colonel stumbled, also falling to the floor. He rolled to a different Surgical Table, then pulled himself up. He stood over the Colonel, Pistol aimed. O'Neill could have easily kicked the gun out of his opponent's hand, yet remained silent, calm, resting, waiting for the lead to crunch his bones.
Dr. Jackson simply breathed. "I'm sorry. I… I overreacted."
General Hammond stepped in. "That's for me to decide. I'm having you both in my office in 5 minutes."
But Daniel had different thoughts. He turned the pistol around, aiming it towards his head. "No…" He sighed. "I am a failure."
Teal'c, the patient on the table behind him regained consciousness.
"You're not a failure. I killed her. I am the murderer." O'Neill closed his eyes, then continued. "Shoot me, not yourself."
Teal'c spun around, grabbing Daniels gun. The doctor did not let go, so Teal'c emptied the magazine by poising the rifle to the ceiling and shooting.
Hammond shouted after the shots were over. "All three of you, in my office Iimmediately/I!"