"Alliances of Sorts"

Ch. 4

(Ext. SGC)

I leaned against one of the military trucks that were parked outside of the base, fiddling with my phoenix pendant once more. What the heck was I doing? Walking out on everyone like that, I thought. General Hammond is going to be so pissed with me.

I heard the door of the base opening. I looked up and saw Colonel O' Neill walking towards me. I sighed heavily.

"Nicole, may I asked: what the hell that was all about back there?" he said. "This is, after all, the guy who is trying to help save you life."

"You wouldn't understand, Colonel," I told him.

"Try me," he said.

I sighed. "Alright, Colonel. How's this for a shocker? That man standing in the infirmary claiming he can try and save my life: is the one who did this to me in the first place. And Dr. Kane is my uncle."

He gaped at me. "Um, okay, so I'm guessing you're not too happy with this Dr. Kane guy, then,"

I nodded

"I should have seen this coming,"

Jack looked at me with is usual puzzled look. You know the one he has every time he tried to understand what Sam is saying.

"How so?" he asked.

"What's the point of having visions if I can't see how and when I'm going to die?" I said

"You wouldn't have a vision of you dieing if you weren't going to die," he said.

I blinked at him. Did Jack just say something remotely intelligent?

"You're probably right," I said.

Jack puffed up his chest with pride.

"I am?"

"I said 'probably', Jack," I couldn't help but smile.

"Hammond ordered me to come up here and get you. So, let's go," Jack said. He put out his hand.

"Alright," I took it. "But, we're going back my way."

"Sweat," I heard him whisper.

I grinned. He loved it when I used my powers. A moment later we were both surrounded by a white light. Soon we arrived back in the infirmary.

(Int. SGC, Infirmary)

"I'm sorry for leaving like that everyone," I said.

I glanced over at General Hammond apologetically. He nodded silently.

"It's alright," Adam Kane said. "I understand."

I stepped forward to face Adam.

"For the record: I will never forgive you for what you did to me. You made my life I living hell," I said, trying to keep my anger under control.

"You seem to be doing alright, by the looks of things," Shalimar said to me.

"Yeah, after 25 years of hard work," I told her.

Shalimar flashed her feral eyes. I did the same.

"Okay, ladies, I think we all need to take a few deep breathes and calm down," Jack said, mainly to me.

I obeyed. Shalimar looked over at Adam.

"Shal, we don't have time for this. Nicole doesn't have a lot of time here," he told her.

She nodded and reluctantly put her eyes back to normal. I felt the usual tingly, sharp pain feeling, this time on my stomach. I unbuttoned the bottom of my shirt. Everyone looked at me to the big gash on my stomach and grimaced. I pushed the gash together quickly.

"Does that hurt?" Jesse asked me.

"Yes," I said.

"That's happening more frequently now," Dr. Fraiser said.

"I see now why you needed me here ASAP, General," Adam said. "If you don't mind, I'd like to get started right away."

I turned to Hammond.

"I got pocked and prodded all day yesterday, General Hammond. And I was up all night helping Daniel with the translations," I said.

"Dr. Allison should get some sleep and get something to eat, sir," Janet said.

"In fact, Nicole and I were just on our way for some breakfast, sir," Daniel added.

"Very well then. Dr. Allison, I want you well rested and back here by 1400 hours," he said.

"Yes, sir," I said.

To be continued . . .