"Aaaaaa!"
Shawn stared at the space that O'Neill had been in only moments before. He looked around him wildly, certain that somehow Jack had just moved behind him or something. What else could it have been? Jack wasn't anywhere around him, though, and there was no place in the elevator for the Colonel to be hiding if it was some kind of practical joke.
"Aaaaaaa!"
He flung himself against the door as the elevator stopped, beating on it and thinking of the only person who could help him. The door swooshed open and he tumbled out onto the hard floor, but scrambled right to his feet again.
"Sam! Sam!" He looked back into the elevator, hoping that Jack had somehow reappeared, but he wasn't there. He turned and ran down the hall, screaming as loud as he could. "Saaaaaammmm!"
A Marine security officer saw Shawn rushing down the hall at him, and grabbed the boy when he ran passed him, scooping him up around the middle. Shawn was beyond rational thought by then, however, fear and shock having driven all coherent thought. He struggled in the man's arms, fighting to get free.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
"How did you get in here, son?" The Marine was plenty strong enough to secure the boy, even struggling as he was.
"I need Sam! I need Major Carter! Saaaaaammmm!"
The struggle drew the attention of another Marine, and this one reached out and pulled the visitor badge off Shawn's shirt and read it.
"He's here with Colonel O'Neill." The two looked around for O'Neill, expecting to see him come around the Colonel, looking for his guest.
"He's not here!" Shawn yelled, drooping in the grip of the man who was holding him. The man relaxed his grip slightly in response, assuming the boy was done struggling, and Shawn kicked backwards with his heel, catching the Marine a nasty shot right to the groin. Shawn dropped to the ground as the guy doubled over with a curse.
"Sorry!" he rolled over and scrambled to his feet, dodging the reach of the other Marine, and tearing off down the hall once more, intent on finding help. Behind him he heard the men yelling for him to stop, and heard an alarm going off. Running all out, Shawn ignored all of it, although a little voice in his head told him that he was going to be in a ton of trouble once they caught him. He wasn't listening to that voice, though. Or the voice that told him the men could probably find Sam quicker than he could. He wasn't really thinking of anything but her.
"Saaaammmmm!"
Then he turned a corner and ran right into her, knocking the two of them to the floor.
"Shawn!" Sam looked the boy over, noting immediately the wild look in his eyes and his pale face. He looked like he was going into shock, and she immediately was concerned. "Shawn? What's wrong? Where's Jack?"
The two men that had been chasing Shawn had been joined by several more, and they all came rushing around the corner at that moment, two of them hurdling the Major and the little boy, one of them sliding to a stop that rocked him back on his heels and then knocking him to the floor when an Airman came around the corner as well and slammed into him. Sam ignored all this, as did Shawn, who was shaking his head, his eyes wide open.
"He-he-he-he-"
"Shawn!" Sam grabbed the little boy's arms and gave him a little shake. "What happened?"
"J-J-Jack! It's Jack!" He was having trouble telling her what had happened. Mainly because he didn't know, himself.
"What about him?" Sam was seriously concerned, now. Shawn was as level- headed a kid as she'd ever met, and he was obviously in shock. That could only mean something terrible had happened. "Shawn!" She barked his name this time, hoping to startle him out of his shock long enough to get the story out of him.
The boy flinched, but it worked.
"He-he vanished! In the elevator!" Certain she wasn't going to believe him, Shawn went on in a rush. "I-I-I was... was just standing there... talking to him... and he VANISHED!"
"Vanished?" Sam was confused. That didn't make sense. Or did it? No. That couldn't be. Surely they wouldn't have done something like that with Shawn next to - "Was there a white light?"
"Yes! A bright one!" Shawn shuddered. "I didn't do it, Sam! I was being good, I swear!"
Oh, shit.
Sam looked over at the assembled guards, one of whom looked far more pissed at the boy than the others, who were showing more concern now, since it was obvious Sam knew him. "We need to see General Hammond."
Shawn stared at the space that O'Neill had been in only moments before. He looked around him wildly, certain that somehow Jack had just moved behind him or something. What else could it have been? Jack wasn't anywhere around him, though, and there was no place in the elevator for the Colonel to be hiding if it was some kind of practical joke.
"Aaaaaaa!"
He flung himself against the door as the elevator stopped, beating on it and thinking of the only person who could help him. The door swooshed open and he tumbled out onto the hard floor, but scrambled right to his feet again.
"Sam! Sam!" He looked back into the elevator, hoping that Jack had somehow reappeared, but he wasn't there. He turned and ran down the hall, screaming as loud as he could. "Saaaaaammmm!"
A Marine security officer saw Shawn rushing down the hall at him, and grabbed the boy when he ran passed him, scooping him up around the middle. Shawn was beyond rational thought by then, however, fear and shock having driven all coherent thought. He struggled in the man's arms, fighting to get free.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
"How did you get in here, son?" The Marine was plenty strong enough to secure the boy, even struggling as he was.
"I need Sam! I need Major Carter! Saaaaaammmm!"
The struggle drew the attention of another Marine, and this one reached out and pulled the visitor badge off Shawn's shirt and read it.
"He's here with Colonel O'Neill." The two looked around for O'Neill, expecting to see him come around the Colonel, looking for his guest.
"He's not here!" Shawn yelled, drooping in the grip of the man who was holding him. The man relaxed his grip slightly in response, assuming the boy was done struggling, and Shawn kicked backwards with his heel, catching the Marine a nasty shot right to the groin. Shawn dropped to the ground as the guy doubled over with a curse.
"Sorry!" he rolled over and scrambled to his feet, dodging the reach of the other Marine, and tearing off down the hall once more, intent on finding help. Behind him he heard the men yelling for him to stop, and heard an alarm going off. Running all out, Shawn ignored all of it, although a little voice in his head told him that he was going to be in a ton of trouble once they caught him. He wasn't listening to that voice, though. Or the voice that told him the men could probably find Sam quicker than he could. He wasn't really thinking of anything but her.
"Saaaammmmm!"
Then he turned a corner and ran right into her, knocking the two of them to the floor.
"Shawn!" Sam looked the boy over, noting immediately the wild look in his eyes and his pale face. He looked like he was going into shock, and she immediately was concerned. "Shawn? What's wrong? Where's Jack?"
The two men that had been chasing Shawn had been joined by several more, and they all came rushing around the corner at that moment, two of them hurdling the Major and the little boy, one of them sliding to a stop that rocked him back on his heels and then knocking him to the floor when an Airman came around the corner as well and slammed into him. Sam ignored all this, as did Shawn, who was shaking his head, his eyes wide open.
"He-he-he-he-"
"Shawn!" Sam grabbed the little boy's arms and gave him a little shake. "What happened?"
"J-J-Jack! It's Jack!" He was having trouble telling her what had happened. Mainly because he didn't know, himself.
"What about him?" Sam was seriously concerned, now. Shawn was as level- headed a kid as she'd ever met, and he was obviously in shock. That could only mean something terrible had happened. "Shawn!" She barked his name this time, hoping to startle him out of his shock long enough to get the story out of him.
The boy flinched, but it worked.
"He-he vanished! In the elevator!" Certain she wasn't going to believe him, Shawn went on in a rush. "I-I-I was... was just standing there... talking to him... and he VANISHED!"
"Vanished?" Sam was confused. That didn't make sense. Or did it? No. That couldn't be. Surely they wouldn't have done something like that with Shawn next to - "Was there a white light?"
"Yes! A bright one!" Shawn shuddered. "I didn't do it, Sam! I was being good, I swear!"
Oh, shit.
Sam looked over at the assembled guards, one of whom looked far more pissed at the boy than the others, who were showing more concern now, since it was obvious Sam knew him. "We need to see General Hammond."
