Title: Whisper…
Author: Sarah
Spoilers: 312 Jolinar's Memories, 313 The Devil You Know
Rating: I'm going to say 13+ (when in doubt go for the one in the middle-it worked throughout school in multiple choice)
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Stargate SG1 (or 'TARGAT' as it appears on my tv-mucho weird) and I don't own the Evanescence Lyrics.
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I'm
frightened by what I see
But somehow I know that there's much more
to come
Immobilized by my fear
And soon to be blinded by
tears
I can stop the pain if I will it all away
Whisper by Evanescence
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Daniel lay awake staring up at the dark ceiling of his quarters. It had been two weeks since SG1's last mission, Jack's leg was mended and Sam had returned from her vacation with her father the week before.
He thought about the ordeal they had all been through on Netu, he weighed up the torture sessions and physical injuries each person had received and came to a conclusion. Daniel himself had only received bruising as a result of being thrown around by the guards and his session with Apophis was not very torturous, but a conversation with imaginary Jack or real Jack was sometimes mentally challenging.
Although Jacob had severe physical injuries, he had told the group in the debriefing that his torture was never mental, Bynarr preferring to see the pain he inflicted by the amount of lacerations on the subjects body.
Jack was the runner up, receiving a staff blast to the leg and seeing memories, although distorted, of his son weeks before his death. In his mind, Apophis had blamed Jack for driving Charlie to the gun something that Jack already blamed himself of when in reality Jack was doing the right thing for his child. Daniel hoped he would never go through the feeling of guilt at someone he loves death to the extent Jack does, in part he does blame himself for Sha're's capture and death but he knows he could not have prevented it.
The winner, or loser of the worst ordeal award goes to Major Samantha Carter PhD. Not only having the grief of her mother's death to contend with, but the memories of Jolinar's torture and escape whilst on Netu along with revisiting the planet would be the worst form of torture in Daniel's mind, in essence she would be reliving the whole thing. Daniel did not know the extent to what Sam remembered or of what Jolinar actually went through, but the fact that Sam was not saying could only lead to the worst-case scenarios. He also knew for a fact that she hadn't been sleeping properly and having nightmares but didn't want to see anyone about it. He should not be the one to talk to her about something so personal and military protocol was still an iffy point that he didn't quite understand, Teal'c would not understand and Jacob was back on the new Tok'ra home world. That left only one person, Jack.
Daniel slid his glasses onto his nose and left his room, once he reached the Colonel's quarters he knocked and waited for a reply.
"Go away Daniel, I'm sleeping." He heard from the other side of the door.
"It's important Jack." There was a rustle of fabric on fabric as Jack obviously got out of bed, the lock clicked and the door swung open.
"It better be, Spacemonkey." He stepped aside for Daniel to enter before flicking the light switch on and closing the door behind them. "So what's so important that you come here and hammer on my door at this time of the night?"
Jack limped back over to the bed and sat down indicating the chair to the younger man.
"It's only ten thirty and I didn't hammer." Daniel frowned stubbornly.
"Well I have an early day tomorrow."
"I'll make this as short and painless as possible then." Daniel snided. "I was thinking about Netu, and Sam."
"What about them?"
"Oh don't play dumb with me Jack, you and I both know she hasn't been giving us the whole picture of what she went through. She's been sleeping a lot less than she usually does and she has mentioned that she has had at least one nightmare in the last week."
"She would have said something if it was that bad."
"Would she? Think about it, it's not exactly something you would talk about in casual conversation and none of us have confronted her. As a fellow military person who has been through torture, shouldn't you be the one to help her, maybe give her some advice?"
"I don't know if I can Daniel." Jack broke eye contact and stared down at his hands. "How do you tell someone that it doesn't go away, it will haunt them for the rest of their lives? That they just have to learn to live with it, that maybe over time it will start to heal?"
"Tell her the truth, help her cope. Be there for her Jack, that's all you can give her." Daniel got up to leave. "I trust you Jack, you'll tell her exactly what she needs to hear."
"I'm not the best of people to talk to someone." He smiled sadly up at his best friend.
"You'll do fine." Daniel closed the door behind him leaving Jack to his thoughts.
Jack scrubbed his hands over his face and through his messed up hair, making a decision he quickly got changed and headed for his car topside.
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