What is this life if full of care? Part 21 Overkill
Kynthia sits across from me a small smile of satisfaction crossing her features. She plays with a strand of hair running it through her fingers, spiralling it around her pinkie then letting it fall to meet the others that fall uncertainly there. Her lips curve into a semi-circle when I shift position trying to escape her gaze.
"You think that I was just going to let Jack get away with leaving me? Leaving me for *her*?" She asked quietly but forcefully, breaking the chill air that had settled over us in the small cell room. "Really Daniel, you think I was just going to let him get away?"
I snort slightly and purse my lips together, a small nod putting my head into motion.
"I don't see *why* you wouldn't let him get away; he was never yours in the first place." I remind her, only feeling slightly remorseful towards her.
I hazard a glance towards her and find her on her feet her hands crushed around one of the bars of the cell, her knuckles turning white from the pressure. Letting a smile of satisfaction cross my features only momentarily, I force a steely gaze into my eyes.
"He was mine! He made *love* to me, he held me until the Sun arose again!" Kynthia insisted her eyes coming alight with a fire so intense that I have to resist the urge to turn away.
"You *drugged* him Kynthia, he did what he did because the cake you gave him increased his hormone level. It was never really a fair deal and you know it," I inform her icily.
She glares at me; her eyes never leaving my features, never allowing me to break the contact she craved so much.
"He wouldn't have come so willingly-"
"If you hadn't drugged him!" I intervened knowing where her thoughts were going.
A small smile spread across her features before she closed her eyes and slumped onto the floor with a small sigh.
Being quick to respond I reach a hand out to grab her before realising that she's on the other side of a barrier. Watching her carefully I realise that she isn't moving *at all*; no conscious movements; no *un*conscious movements either.
"Uh… A little help in here please!" I shout, turning his head slightly towards the door whilst keeping an eye on Kynthia making sure this wasn't another deception. Still no movement whatsoever.
Crap.
Where the hell are the guards?
A few seconds later two SF guards storm into the room guns ready and pointed towards the – hopefully – unconscious Kynthia.
"Get Dr. Fraiser down here now!" I yell at one of the young men who just stares at me. "Didn't you hear me?! Get Dr. Fraiser here *now*!"
The guard looks at me for a second longer before snapping out of whatever reverie he was in and shakes his head.
"I'm sorry, Sir. No can do. Dr. Fraiser is down in Major Carter's lab dealing with an incident with the child and Colonel O'Neill. I'm sure one of the other on-duty-doctors would like to have a look at the prisoner."
I pause as his words sink into my head. I nod at the one who spoke.
"Go get one of the other Doctors…" He doesn't move. "*Now*!" The boy scurries off down the corridor leaving a trail of dust behind him…almost. "You, open the door ready for the Doc getting here!"
The second – slightly older – SF takes a step towards the bars and fishes his card out of his pocket and swipes it through the machine, allowing the door to slide open slightly but jamming his foot against it to prevent it from opening any further.
"Good, what happened in Sam's lab? Is Jack ok?" I ask finally allowing myself to become human and care for my friends well being.
The guard – Peters I read on his name tag – steps to the left slightly before answering.
"The last I heard the child was in the Major's lab doing all kinds of stuff to who knows what. Colonel O'Neill and everyone else were uninjured." I sigh in relief and look past him to the still form of Kynthia. "But that was roughly five minutes ago."
I freeze in my journey closer towards Kynthia and look at him.
"I'm sure that they'll still be fine." He adds hastily.
A few short seconds pass then there is a blast from the Klaxons and the red lights flash across the walls.
"Security alert, I repeat security Alert! All available security personnel to Major Carter's lab, I repeat Major Carter's lab!" Sergeant Davis voice sounds overhead.
"I wouldn't be too sure about that," I mumble to the SF who looks ready to bolt as soon as the doctor gets through the door. "About time!" I yell as a trolley is rushed into the room followed by several infirmary nurses and Dr. Warner.
I am pushed out of the way as the trolley is rolled past me. Without hesitation the Doc leans down and checks Kynthia's pulse.
Everything seems too calm for such a…not calm moment.
"There's no pulse." Warner informs and puts a hand up to one of the nurses. A few seconds later four of the nurses are on the ground preparing to lift Kynthia to the trolley and then onwards to the infirmary.
After the trolley leaves the cell Warner turns to me.
"I don't know what to say, Dr Jackson, there's nothing we can do."
I stare at him with a shocked expression – I may have to look for my jaw on the floor later.
"What do you mean 'nothing you can do'!? You never tried to save her! You just… *left* her!" I shout and my voice reverberates round the room. I can *not* believe I am hearing this!
Warner lowers his head before drawing in some air to his lungs.
"I am under strictest orders from General Hammond not to supply the visitor's with any medical treatment. I'm sorry, Daniel I'm just following orders." He leaves before I can say anything, probably just as well – I don't think he wants to hear my opinion.
I look around the room, I'll deal with this later. I have to get to Sam's lab.
Walking down the dull corridors lit only by the green lights and the occasional red flash. As I draw nearer Sam's lab I can hear many different noises, mainly Jack's strangled…scream of pain.
Quickening my pace I jog down to the lab and the site that greets me is not one I will forget in a hurry.
Jamron using the ribbon device on Jack whilst Janet lies unconscious on the floor.
That definitely *isn't* Jamron…
TBC!!!!
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