A/N:Sorry it took so long, but there was finals. I don't know who was happier that it was over the teacher, the students, or me.(I'm the facilitator)
Also, I'm crossing shows. The additions are from JAG and Stargate SG-1.
Nathan looked up as the phone beeped. He had placed a call to Bill Noyce and JAG to handle the case. He really hoped it was one of the above, and not Lawrence. He was too tired from listening to Lucas and trying to control the urge to just let someone 'special ops' him out. Nathan was sure the man would make a nice prisoner, plus several nations would love to demand the ransom the man might command.
He slowly shook his head, letting the negative, but happy thoughts go. He'd just end up giving himself a migraine.
He hit the answer button, sighing in relief when it was Bill. He seemed rather happy, so maybe this would be good news.
"Hi, Bill. What's the word?"
"Hi yourself. Well, it looks pretty good right now. The Wolenczaks signed the dotted line completely. Cynthia was contacted, but her lawyer didn't want anything to do with the proceedings."
Nathan shook his head.
"She didn't answer?"
"No. Her statement was a simple, and I quote "I signed the paperwork, what more do you people want."
"Cold."
"True, but that's a plus for our side. She is not supporting Lawrence in any way. The statement for his lawyers was "we divorced for a reason. Leave me the hell alone."
Nathan laughed, in spite of the sentiment.
"No love lost there."
"None."
"What else is in the good part?"
"Lucas' medical reports are clear of any military abuse or neglect. He will need to sign papers stating he wishes to remain as an active SeaQuest member. They are also sending out a independent psychologist and medical doctor. They have to make sure Kristen's reports are correct."
"She'll love that. You mind telling her the last part?"
Noyce raised an eyebrow.
"Going to be hiding the farthest point from her?"
"Damn straight. I don't think I could handle a pissed off red head with the knowledge of how to inflict the most horrendous pain on another person."
"Can I tell her via vidlink?"
"Coward."
"Farthest point from her?"
"That's taking advice from the man who knows her best. Want me to go get her?"
"No, let me get the dates and names before I tell her. I know she'll want to know. I think it's going to be a Doctor Frazier from the Air Force and a Doctor Smith from HQ, but I won't swear to it."
Nathan nodded.
"All the information on hand is nice. She is a very through person."
"That's what makes her a good doctor."
Nathan nodded, but still laughed.
"Sucking up?"
Noyce only shrugged.
"See you later, Bill."
"Bye Nathan."
The connection ended, showing the U.E.O. Logo. Nathan sat back, letting the information filter through his brain. The odds were looking better, but there was still the tiniest chance that bastard could still win. Nathan had learned long ago to never judge a battle by the projected odds. Cockiness was the fastest way to lose, no matter what the odds. Look at the battle with Stark over the SeaQuest. She had all the major components on her side, yet she'd been overconfident and lost.
He stretched, then slowly walked outside. Kristen was watering the flowers and vegetable on the side of the house. She was humming an old song from Monty Python. Nathan tried to remember which one it was. Finally it came to him.
"Every sperm is sacred?"
She jumped slightly, then blushed.
"Lucas had it playing on the computer when I last checked on him."
"I thought you hated Monty Python."
"Can I swear it's Lucas' fault? He is quite infulential."
Nathan laughed.
"Ok, but only this time. I hear you humming that deranged punk metal, I'm checking you in to a psych ward."
She nodded.
"It is very abrasive, but then again, our parents thought our 'new' music was abrasive."
"True. I sometimes wish I had those hormone induced thoughts again."
"Then you wake up?"
"No, I remember what trouble those hormone induced thoughts got me into."
They laughed, remembering the fun, but occasionally stupid things of years past.
She looked at him, imploringly.
"What did Bill have to say?"
"Oh, nothing bad, one thing he gets to tell you, and mainly good news. Cynthia will not help Lawrence or even take part in any of the proceedings. The paperwork the U.E.O. Had them fill out is pretty tight. Lucas has to fill out some paperwork stating he wants to remain part of the SeaQuest team, but all in all it's good news."
She nodded, then looked at him.
"What does Bill have to tell me?"
"I'd rather let him tell you. He is looking up exact names right now, so as to be completely prepared for questions."
"I'm not going to like it, am I?"
"You will probably want a victim after the conversation."
"Can I choose one now?"
He smiled, knowing what she meant.
"Kidnapping Lawrence would be a bad idea. You would get first torture rights, but the rest of the crew would want some too."
Her smile was pure evil.
"I am finding less and less reasons not to help you capture him. Why don't we swim with the dolphins before one of us is forced to find rope, gags, and pilot a boat."
She nodded, walking into the bedroom to change. Nathan followed, but after seeing her half dressed changing, decided the dolphins could wait.
Next day, 1000.
The island.
Bill called, requesting Kristen. Lucas found her in the study, reading over some miscellaneous medical articles. She went in, smiling, but knowing she wasn't going to like what was said.
"Bill. What's going on?"
"Nathan warned you. I hate to say this, but it must be done. In the name of fair medical practice, the military has to have an independent doctor and psychologist exam Lucas, his environment, the whole deal."
She nodded, knowing the implication.
"They want to make sure I'm not lying on the medical status of a patient."
"Yes. We know you don't lie, but they have to have the unbiased opinions for the case."
"Ok, but who is going to be examining Lucas?"
"Medical doctor Janet Frazier from the Air Force, and Psychologist Wendy Smith with the U.E.O.. They would like to come out by the end of the week."
"Sure, but does Lucas have to clean his room? We could leave them in the space and let it swallow them."
Bill laughed.
"It can't be much worse than Nathan's mess. We nearly got in trouble so many times in academy."
She smiled.
"He does tend to leave things laying about."
"You haven't had to stuff his underwear under your mattress, praying they didn't notice."
"Dirty or clean?"
"I blocked out that part of life. I delude myself into thinking it was clean."
They laughed, letting go of some of the tension.
"Tell the JAG people to set up the ordeal on Thursday. They can come any time they like."
"Sure. I'll have them come in the morning. The JAG lawyers would also like to meet in person with Nathan and Lucas."
"Can do. They will all be there Thursday in the morning."
"I'll tell Nathan."
"Bye Kristen."
"Bye Bill."