A/N: Warning this is going to get darker for a few chapters.
"So Mr 'Bob'." Dr Mackenzie started. "Would you like to tell me why you believe you are being held here?"
"They've decided I'm not who I say I am."
"And who are you?"
"Lieutenant Commander Myles Hartman United States Navy."
"And why do you think that you aren't Commander Hartman?"
"Because apparently my records don't match."
"I see." Mackenzie said.
"Don't pull that shrink crap with me." 'Bob' snapped.
"Hostility will not help your situation. Why don't you tell me how no one believing you makes you feel?"
"Are you serious about this?" He looked up at Jack. "The Colonel's better at this than you at the interrogation stuff."
"I'm not here to interrogate you; I'm here to assess your mental state."
"Yeah right." He said sarcastically.
"If you don't want to talk, why don't we try a little word association?"
"Do what you want Doc, don't mind if I don't answer you."
"Okay. Let's start with something simple black."
"Green." 'Bob' sarcastically answered.
"Green."
"Hedgehog."
"Hedgehog."
"Ball." The image that flashed up on the screen was of an arm stabbing a knife into a beach ball.
"Ball."
"Chain." The image that flashed up on the screen was of him swinging a baseball bat at a woman who was cowering on the floor.
"Chain."
"Shrinks." The image that came up was of the woman chain to the wall but they couldn't see the face. Jack cringed and tapped on the glass. Mackenzie turned to look at him. Jack held up three fingers, Mackenzie nodded.
"Let's try another association trail. Sister." No image flashed up.
"Cow."
"Brother." There was an image of a grave but Jack couldn't make out the writing on it.
"Red."
"Father." There was an image of car colliding into a wall.
"Frog."
"Mother." There was an image of an older woman who was sat in a rocking chair.
"Bat."
"Wife." Nothing.
"Back to your chain."
"Girlfriend." The image of a smiling woman with blonde hair floated into view she was giggling and spinning in a floral sundress, kicking her feet in the sand.
"That has to be the girl with that was hit with the baseball bat." Jacob said.
"It's a pretty clear picture." Jack banged on the glass again. "Take a break doctor." He said over the microphone. Mackenzie nodded. "Major, know anyone with access to the DMV files?"
"Possibly it could take a while."
"Don't worry I'll have Sam hack it. See if she can find a name for the woman, or maybe the open case file for the police." Jack said.
"Hacking a computer is illegal." Davis pointed out.
"I'll have Hammond call the President and get approval will that make you happy."
"It may be a start."
"Get Mackenzie out of their and leave him the dark again." Jack instructed.
"Are you sure you want to do that Jack?" Jacob asked.
"In the dark is where your demons find you. By the looks of things he has a few. Whoever this woman is she could be the way in. Be back soon."
TBC
"So Mr 'Bob'." Dr Mackenzie started. "Would you like to tell me why you believe you are being held here?"
"They've decided I'm not who I say I am."
"And who are you?"
"Lieutenant Commander Myles Hartman United States Navy."
"And why do you think that you aren't Commander Hartman?"
"Because apparently my records don't match."
"I see." Mackenzie said.
"Don't pull that shrink crap with me." 'Bob' snapped.
"Hostility will not help your situation. Why don't you tell me how no one believing you makes you feel?"
"Are you serious about this?" He looked up at Jack. "The Colonel's better at this than you at the interrogation stuff."
"I'm not here to interrogate you; I'm here to assess your mental state."
"Yeah right." He said sarcastically.
"If you don't want to talk, why don't we try a little word association?"
"Do what you want Doc, don't mind if I don't answer you."
"Okay. Let's start with something simple black."
"Green." 'Bob' sarcastically answered.
"Green."
"Hedgehog."
"Hedgehog."
"Ball." The image that flashed up on the screen was of an arm stabbing a knife into a beach ball.
"Ball."
"Chain." The image that flashed up on the screen was of him swinging a baseball bat at a woman who was cowering on the floor.
"Chain."
"Shrinks." The image that came up was of the woman chain to the wall but they couldn't see the face. Jack cringed and tapped on the glass. Mackenzie turned to look at him. Jack held up three fingers, Mackenzie nodded.
"Let's try another association trail. Sister." No image flashed up.
"Cow."
"Brother." There was an image of a grave but Jack couldn't make out the writing on it.
"Red."
"Father." There was an image of car colliding into a wall.
"Frog."
"Mother." There was an image of an older woman who was sat in a rocking chair.
"Bat."
"Wife." Nothing.
"Back to your chain."
"Girlfriend." The image of a smiling woman with blonde hair floated into view she was giggling and spinning in a floral sundress, kicking her feet in the sand.
"That has to be the girl with that was hit with the baseball bat." Jacob said.
"It's a pretty clear picture." Jack banged on the glass again. "Take a break doctor." He said over the microphone. Mackenzie nodded. "Major, know anyone with access to the DMV files?"
"Possibly it could take a while."
"Don't worry I'll have Sam hack it. See if she can find a name for the woman, or maybe the open case file for the police." Jack said.
"Hacking a computer is illegal." Davis pointed out.
"I'll have Hammond call the President and get approval will that make you happy."
"It may be a start."
"Get Mackenzie out of their and leave him the dark again." Jack instructed.
"Are you sure you want to do that Jack?" Jacob asked.
"In the dark is where your demons find you. By the looks of things he has a few. Whoever this woman is she could be the way in. Be back soon."
TBC