Title: John Doe
Summary: Daniel explains to Jack who he is while Sam tries frantically to get in touch with allies.
A/N: Ok, so I'm not sure if the Tok'ra are talking to us again or not, but if they aren't then in my story they are, because that's how I think it should be. And, I know, I know, everybody hates Pete (at least, they should) but don't start throwing things just yet, he probably won't stay long. Trust me, I'm a shipper.
"Hold up...go back just a second. I'm the CO of WHAT?"
"Stargate Command, otherwise known as the SGC. The first line of defense against alien enemies."
"Aliens? Like Startreck, The X-Files, Starwars, Roswell, Little Gray Men, come on what am I missing here? Martians...Marvin the Martian, men are from Mars women are from Venus? You can't be serious.... You're not serious, are you?"
"Yes...I'm serious."
"For cryin' out loud...aliens aren't real. They're a myth, like Bigfoot or unicorns. Not real."
Daniel raised his eyebrow; at least he was still talking like the Jack he remembered. "Listen...Jack. Would it helped if I proved it to you?"
"Yeah...I guess it could help."
"Good," Daniel got up from his chair and went to the first nurse he could find, "ah...Nurse Winters right? Um, could you get Teal'c for me? There's something I need to talk with him about."
"Sure thing, Doctor Jackson." She smiled and scurried off to find Teal'c. Daniel went back to his seat, cursing Sam for leaving him with this task. But, she was probably trying to find somebody to help Jack. Maybe the Tok'ra, or Asgard.
"How about we go back over the basics...ok? You're name is Jonathan O'Neill...two l's not one. You're divorced," he gulped, "you lost a son, Charlie, when he was young. Then you came here to work. Went with me through the 'gate, beat Ra,"
"Right...the snakehead thingy that was impersonating an Egyptian god...the sun god...right?"
Daniel was taken aback...Jack was actually listening to him. Hmm...maybe this amnesia thing wasn't so bad after all. He shook the thought out of his head. "Right...but a year later we found out there was more--"
"Listen, I got all of this. I mean...I know it now, you told me. But, I don't remember it. It's all stories to me, just a bunch of jumbled words coming out of your mouth...nothing more. Nothing clicks...nothing registers in my mind. Nothing about me or my life. I remember only the basics, even some movies, TV shows, songs, things I must have liked before. But, none of it means anything to me. It's just...images flashing across my mind like somebody keeps changing the station on a TV...and I'm powerless to stop it, to focus on one channel."
Daniel sighed, he knew what that was like. "It'll come back to you."
"How do you know that?"
"Well...for other circumstances I couldn't remember much, either. It came back to me, though. Hopefully, it'll come back to you. It normally does in this sort of cases."
"See...I know that for some reason, but I don't know what that reason is."
Teal'c was finally in the room, Daniel knew from the confused look on Jack's face, and the sound of heavy Jaffa footfall. He turned in his seat and sure enough, there was Teal'c...as stoic as ever. He must not have been told. Daniel excused himself from Jack and walked over to Teal'c to break the news to him.
"Teal'c...hey, um...has anybody told you what happened to Jack?"
"Indeed they have not. Nurse Winters informed me that you required my services."
"Yeah...about that. Um...Jack's sort of lost his memory. He's not really buying the whole intelligent alien life thing. Maybe you, being an intelligent alien yourself, could have more luck than I do."
"Indeed, I will try."
Daniel followed Teal'c over to Jack's bedside. Teal'c didn't sit, rather chose to hover over Jack. "O'Neill." He did his little half bow thing, "I am Teal'c."
"What kind of a name is that?"
"It means strong."
"In what?"
Teal'c raised an eyebrow, "do you not remember me O'Neill?"
"Can't say I do...I think I would remember somebody of you...stature."
"Indeed."
"So...you're what, then? An alien?"
"Indeed, I am. I am a Jaffa."
"Really? Good for you." He looked at Daniel, "what's a Jaffa?"
Daniel sighed; this was going to take longer than he thought.
Sam paced in the control room, which she could tell was beginning to make everybody nervous. She could care less, she had already sent a message to the Tok'ra and to the Asgard, neither had yet to respond. Just then the gate begin to whirl.
"Unscheduled off-world activation!"
Sam was instantly at the computer, "who is it?"
"Receiving Tok'ra IDC."
"Open the 'gate!" She ran out of the control room and made her way into the 'gate room, just as the Stargate whooshed forward. She was relieved when her father came through instead of Anise. She met him halfway up the ramp and gave him a rushed hug. "Dad...thanks for coming. Um...lets talk in the briefing room."
"All right..." he said in a confused tone, but he followed her nonetheless. She led him to the briefing room and shut the door hastily.
"Where's Jack?"
"That's kind of what this is about, dad. General O'Neill is kinda...well, he's got amnesia."
"What?"
"It's all my fault. We were off world, I should have been watching his back. We came under enemy fire, he was shot, but his vest protected him. He fell backwards and hit his head on a rock, breaking his arm in the process. He got a concussion. It's a miracle we even got out alive, but--"
"Sammy, that doesn't sound like your fault."
She shook her head; "it really doesn't matter whose fault it was at this moment, what matters is getting his memory back. He's the most important person here he can't have memory-loss. Is there anything that you or the tok'ra can do for him? That thing that Hathor used on us to recall our you get one of those?"
"I don't know if that would work, Sam. You actually have to have remember the memories for them to come up...we could try."
"What about the Asgaurd, is there anything that they could do?"
"Honey, I don't think the Asgaurd have a problem with memory loss...we can try some a Tok'ra memory recall device, but I think that the best way to help Jack is the old fashioned way. Try to put him around things that might help jog his memory, things he loves. Take him to his house, talk about past missions, anything you can think of...'cause I really don't know if the Tok'ra was is going to work."
"We have to try."
"I know, Sammy. I know."
"So, since I'm the CO of this...base that makes me your boss right?"
Daniel's mental alarms were starting to go off, "yeah...I guess that would."
"So I can order you to do anything that I wanted you to do and you would have to do it."
"No. Not really."
"Why?"
"I'm not in the military."
"But you work for the Air Force?"
"Right...on SG-1."
"And that's one of those teams that goes to other planets? The one that I used to be on before being a General?"
"Right."
"Got'cha...so Sam was the blonde...who was the doctor?"
"Dr. Brightman."
"Has she always been the doctor?"
Daniel perked up...they were getting somewhere. Maybe he remembered Janet. "No! Do you remember something? The other doctor?"
He sat up in the bed and rubbed his temples, he thought for awhile before falling back onto the bed in defeat. "No...I lost it. It was right there and I lost it."
"That's ok. Don't rush yourself...just...just do the best that you can."
He didn't reply, instead turned to look at something past Daniel, in the direction of the door. Daniel turned slightly in his seat to see who it was he was looking at, Sam and Jacob stood in the doorframe, watching. Daniel got up from his chair and made his way over to them to fill them in on what had happened so far. He sighed; he had another long conversation ahead of him.
A/n: Ok, here, next chapter. And I promise, Pete won't be a problem for long, he's not even in the story yet...so, no pillows! lol. Oh my goodness thanks for all of the reviews I got, I've never had so many reviews on a first chapter before, you guys rock. Anyway, hopefully this didn't disappoint anybody. Let me know what'cha think...I'll try to get the next one out soon...maybe in the next three days. I'm not sure, I've got powderpuff practice tomorrow, and who knows when else. Anyway...review!