4 After Icon: Part Seven

'Do You Remember'

A/N: Thank you so very much for the reviews! If I create a temporal wormhole again to the dimension where the SGC exists (that I spy on), I will take us all.

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SGC: The Infirmary

After four days of rest and fitful dreams, Keira was receiving visitors. Daniel was the first to arrive after being told by Violet that it was safe to see her.

"How ya feeling?" Daniel beamed and handed her a bouquet of white roses with red tips on the petals.

"They tell me I'm doing better. I still have these psychotic nightmares that scare the sh out of me. Do you know I had scratches on the backs of my knees after that all happened on the ship?" Keira was inspecting the flowers and talking as if to herself. Her eyes shifted up to Daniel and stayed there for the time.

"Well, no I didn't know that, but I'm glad your doing better. Do you need anything?" His bright blue eyes shined down on her expressions of understanding and empathy. He reminded him greatly of his wife that had passed away. She looks so much like her.

"Would you sing for me? Violet has not been in to sing to me since breakfast and it is almost lunch." Keira focused on the notebook in his hand.

"I'm not much of a singer, but I make an excellent story teller. There are a few things you might want to know. Jack told me you questioned Violet and the doctor when they have been checking on you. I kind of volunteered to let you in on what we found out now that your are stronger and your blood presser has stabilized." Daniel sat on the edge of her bed in her private room that was next to the infirmary and recently used for isolation purposes.

"Take it from the top..." Keira leaned back against her pillows and Daniel added another behind her head to support her neck when he noticed she was rubbing it.

"How about you telling me what you remember, and I will fill in the blanks." Daniel stated while still wondering for himself if she remembered everything that had physically happened between them.

"I met you at the cave. We hung out, left with the others, and ended up here. I met Thor and then...it all kind of blurs there. I see images in my memory and things in my dreams of being locked out of a room and a man was going to hurt a little girl. I can remember hearing a melody of string instruments that I know now is Violet's voice. Last night, I dreamed I fired a gun at a vampire who was attacking a black kitten. The next part that felt real was waking with you and Samantha by my side then blacking out. Well, that's as much as I remember. Am I losing my mind or was I drugged when that alien and vampire stuff happened?"

"Not really either, you were under the control of a biological kind of nanite. Do you know what nanites are?" Daniel handed her a glass of water.

Keira took several sips then spoke, "Little microscopic computers or something like that."

"Yea, kind of. The ones that were in your body were microscopic bio-nanites that are virtually undetectable by any medical scan here on Earth. You said you remembered aliens. One alien who is named Thor, the short gray guy, was the one who discovered that someone on Earth was activating and controlling the bio-nanites in your blood stream. He used that to find where that man was and stopped him. The bio-nanites were being used to control you. Violet pricked your arm and put a dab of your infected blood in her mouth. Her saliva integrated it and allowed her to break the signal with Michael's help. Human brains act kind of like a song, everything has to be in place or it sounds wrong. The bio-nanites use the plasticity of the brain along with the neurons to alter what you are thinking and feeling. During this state, the nanites shift your thinking from the frontal lobe to the more primal amygdala, which in the limbic system helps control incentive and emotional behavior. They were also causing neuro-chemical reactions with vasopressin and oxitocin. That was why you were in a kind of Schizophrenic state with the delusions, because it was in a way rewiring your brain for control. By the way, this has nothing to do with the technology that has been being developed here on Earth. It helps people who have amputated limbs or paralysis. You are aware of the kind of things being developed where when you think of moving your hand it causes the cursor on the screen to move?"

Daniel paused and redirected himself back to the point. "Thor with his advanced technology was able to do a better MEG that is like an FMRI and brain mapping, thereby seeing the bio-nanites in action. This was how he extracted them from you, but they were more dormant as time went by anyway. Are you following me?" Daniel scrunched his forehead and turned a page in his notebook. He had been reviewing the notes he took when the doctor spoke to him, so he could relate the information to her.

"Kind of, so someone put nanites in me, and was controlling me. Then, they stopped the guy." Keira was rubbing her left temple and studying the other hand what was laying in her lap palm up. There had been little robots in my blood. What have I been doing?

"The guy who was controlling you was not human. His name is Drago. He was a Wraith that sucks energy from living beings for food. After fighting with Violet and her people, he landed here on Earth and over time his biology changed as he tampered with it. With all the things he did to himself medically, he could not feed the same way he had before by a kind of osmosis. Drago then had to feed directly by drinking human and animal blood. He is what you would call a vampire, or he was. He is dead now. Oh, and he injected the bio-nanites into your blood stream when he drank blood from you. The nanites were secreted into you by his saliva."

With that last part being spoken about being dead, Keira let out her breath. She was not entirely aware that she had been holding it. The total horror and shock of what she now knew had been going on, filled her.

"What? No, don't tell me any more." Her emerald eyes filled with burning tears as a flash of blood and a co-worker emanated from her memories of being controlled. "Did I hurt Tom? I see him covered with blood. Is Mr. Hardy ok?"

"I am sorry to say that he was found dead in his apartment." Daniel reached his arm around her as she started to tremble with her tears. She welcomed his comfort and clung to him as if to her very sanity.

After several minutes when her gasps for air and tears had slowed, she regarded the expression on Daniel's face. What kind of a man is Daniel that he seems to except me after all that has happened? Surely he should be repulsed be my presence, and yet he is here trying to help me.

"I killed him didn't I? I am a murderer." Her words were slow and spoken very softly as if she was afraid someone else might hear their conversation.

"The doctor told me that your brain is still switching from the frontal lobe to the primitive amygdala, so you might be experiencing rapid emotions." He smiled at her then continued. "Your body may have done the act, but it was Drago who is responsible for the act. He used your body without your consent. It is not your fault. No one could have resisted what happened to you, but I was told that you tried to stop. They said that in your mind they could see that you came to know what was going on for an instant and was trying to resist. You resisted to the point of trying to take your own life in order to save Tom's life. You are a very strong person to even realize what he was trying to make you do. He used the bio-nanites to control your brain and body. It is not your fault." Daniel said the last very slowly himself and wrapped his arms around her delicate frame once again.

Keira pressed her face snugly into Daniel's chest as tears absorbed into the material of his supple bluish shirt. She pulled her knees up to her chest and curled up into a ball in his arms. After all the insanity she had experienced and the knowledge of what she had done, all she could think of was the warmth of his empathy and his embrace.

Jack came to the door with Teal'c and seen her crying and whispered, "Let's come back later."

Teal'c peeked into the room then leaned back out, "Indeed."

As Teal'c and Jack walked away from the room, Sam appeared with balloons and chocolate cake. "Have you already seen her?"

"Yes and no, we looked in, but she was having that talk." Jack smiled at Sam. "Cake, you made cake?"

"She is talking with Daniel still?" Sam inquired.

"Who said anything about Danielle Steel? And don't think that you can distract me from my question about he cake." Jam acted as though she had insulted him then he softened with a sarcastic grin. Yea, I saw your little book.

"Yes and no yourself, yes it's cake and no I didn't make it, a friend did." Sam averted her eyes away from Jack to Teal'c then back to the cake. "Sir, have you been reading things of mine again?" Daniel had taken my journal by mistake and put it with reports in Jack's office. Jack read it, I know it! Did he see my book that Janet gave me called Lightening by that author? I keep it for sentiment sake.

"Which friend?" Teal'c curiosity took a bend at the cake wondering if she had more.

"Uuuu. It's not important." Sam turned as if she was leaving them standing in the hall. I didn't lock my journal in my desk. I'll have to go do that and take my book Janet gave me home too.

"It was Pete. I had no idea he was a Martha man." Jack accused in a laughing tone.

When Sam just appeared shocked, Teal'c could not resist asking. "What is a 'Moth Man'?"

Jack waved a hand in the air, "No, Martha not moth. Oh, you know, men who bake cakes and decorate. You watched the news with me, Teal'c. Remember Martha Stewart who they have been going on about with her company?"

"Indeed, I do recall it now." Teal'c raised an eyebrow. He corrected my pronunciation of Martha, well moth was close enough in Jack's own standards. Internally, Teal'c smiled with the warmth of a hundred suns for he had played his own little joke and Jack.

"So it was..." Jack scanned around and did not see Sam. "Where?"

"I believe she has gone." Teal'c surmised.

Lounge

It was only twenty minutes later that Jack found Sam in the lounge. "What ya doing?"

Sam twitched with a startle she regretted. I hate it when he sneaks up on me like that. Jack glared at her in good humor. Well, maybe not hate. "Putting the cake up so I can give it to her later. Why, what are you doing?"

"Nothing. Who made the cake and don't say Martha or Betty." Jack claimed a seat next to her at the table.

"Ok, Pete did not make it. There are you happy. I actually got it at already made at the grocery store. What? I didn't have time to make her one." Sam shifted the way she was sitting and inspected the smile on Jack's face. Are Generals aloud to smirk?

"Some times we are." Jack seen the shock on her face, as he knew that she did not mean to say that out loud.

Trying to change the subject to the one she had been waiting to talk to him about for a few days, "What do you think about this whole vampire thing?"

"Come on, I want to show you a room." Jack sprang to his feet and started gliding out the door before Sam knew it.

A/N: "Vampires, aliens and Wraith Oh my." Sorry, I was just thinking of Alice in Wonderland.

I stopped and asked my frontal lobe, "Yea, what room?"

My amydala answered, "You know that place I like to go."

Then I replied, "Oh, lets go there! Can we? I want to go back to the blue room." (Giggle, giggle)

What ya think? Do you want to go to the Blue Room were we can all be special? (Sorry again, a flashback from the movie Cube.)

Smile,

Leia