Dr. Janet Fraiser stood at the base of the ramp leading to the Stargate in readiness, wondering which of the team was inured this time. Behind her, two medics were at the ready with a stretcher. General Hammond stood beside her. Silently, Janet gave thanks to the engineers who had programmed in the medical emergency alert button onto the GDO devices the SG teams used to alert SGC that the incoming travelers were friendly returning teams. Many times more than she preferred, those few extra seconds gained by having a medical team waiting had saved the lives of Stargate personnel.

As Major Carter stepped through the gate and took in the waiting staff, her first words were to her friend before turning to report to her supervisor.

"It's alright Janet, were ok. We found a young woman who's been badly injured. She warned us to leave before collapsing."

As she spoke, Daniel emerged through the gate with the woman in his arms, her head listing at his shoulder. Briefly, her eyes opened and he felt her body flinch at the noise of the alarms in the room.

"It's okay," Daniel soothed, "no one's going to hurt you." He locked eyes with the doctor, his expression grim and the woman's agitation increasing as she took in the room full of armed men stationed as a precaution due to the team's rapid return.

"General, if we could clear this room..." Janet tried to minimize the amount of further trauma to the woman with her request. Already she could see more of the girl's story than had been spoken by anyone.

Nodding curtly, the general agreed. "All non-essential personnel are to clear this area immediately," his voice carried loudly through the room, " and turn off that alarm."

Teal'C and Jack arrived at this moment, stepping backwards into the room, lowering their weapons as the gate shut down before them. Turning, they moved past the still conscious but tense woman whom Daniel still held. Pausing in front of the General, Jack Saluted. "Sir..." he began.

"Not now Colonel," the General cut him off, meeting his gaze head on. A softness in his voice betrayed the harshness of the words. "You and your team should go get changed, and," he nodded towards Daniel, "cleaned up. Mission debriefing is in two hours. Understood?"

"Yes, Sir." Jack returned, nods from the rest of the team following in understanding.

"Dismissed."

Teal'C, Sam, Jack and General Hammond all walked briskly out of the room, leaving Daniel and his charge with Janet and her team in the gate room.

Daniel knelt down, moving the woman to the stretcher as the orderlies moved to assist. Tense fingers gripped his shirt, "No... please don't leave me," the woman pleaded, causing his heart to tug even as he boiled with anger that someone could harm another person as much as she had been.

"It's okay," he soothed again, gently removing her hands, wrapping them with his own, disregarding the blood – her blood- that stained them. "They're here to help you too; to take care of you. I promise."

With a weary sigh, she relaxed her arms, allowing them to fall back onto her chest. Blinking at him, she nodded her understanding before her strength once again failed her and she fainted for the second time.

Seeing this, Janet sprung into action. Not liking the woman's color, she quickly issued orders to her team, having an IV in and running as the moved to the door. Pausing before exiting the room behind the orderlies, she turned to stop Daniel, who was following almost blindly at her heels. His concern was clearly evident to her, as he appeared focused only on the mysterious woman, a pained expression on his face.

"Daniel," she stopped him at the door, her voice friendly but firm and tinged with concern. "Are you injured?" She gestured to his blood stained hands. As his head shook "No" he continued to watch the retreating medics. Janet stepped purposefully in front of his line of sight and continued.

"You need to go clean up Daniel. Do you have any open cuts?" Her concern for his safety increased slightly as she noticed he did not have on a pair of protective gloves.

"No..." Daniel shook himself slightly, refocusing on the Doctor. "I, uh, didn't' have time to get them on, it all happened so quickly."

Janet nodded in understanding. "Go clean up Daniel," she repeated, resting her gloved hand on his forearm. "I'll see you at the debriefing."

Daniel Jackson sat drumming his fingers along the armrest of his chair as he waited for Dr. Fraiser to arrive and giver her report on the rescued woman's condition. Technically, it wasn't a requirement for the post mission debriefing, but the General felt, as did Daniel, that keeping SG-1 informed of her condition would be beneficial in the long run given the sort of eleventh hour bonding that the General sensed had already taken place. Twenty minutes in the locker room, diligently showering in water as hot as he could stand had managed to rid Daniel only of the obvious marks of their encounter on the planet. Watching the already drying blood wash off his hands and swirl down the drain had only seemed to strengthen the bond that had been forged the instant he had looked up from his notes when she had initially approached himself and Major Carter back on PJX-725. The cleansing did little to clear his mind. Overall, Daniel figured the debriefing had been a complete and total waste of time. Aside from duplicating reading that the MALP had already provided them with before their arrival, the "discovered" the woman, she wasn't really a girl after all, judging by her apparent age and assuming of course she was of a race of displaced humans.

They had no Intel whatsoever with regards to the identities of her attackers, or how she came to be on the planet. Her statement that the people, sight unseen, of the planet were not "her people" only seemed to create more questions than it did to answer the existing ones. Daniel had detoured to the infirmary on his way back to his office after he left the locker room only to find that Doctor Fraiser had barred all non-medical personnel and personnel not actively in a medical crisis from entering; effectively shutting the door in his face before he even had the chance to knock. He understood her motivation however and hoped the apparent "crisis mode" of the MD was not a bad omen regarding the woman's condition. General Hammond had delayed the briefing nearly ten minutes before deciding to proceed and allow the doctor to present her share when she became available; a instance he appeared to anticipate would be sooner rather than later after making a brief call to the infirmary prior to the beginning of the meeting. Listening as Jack, Carter and Teal'C all made their reports, Daniel struggled to remain focused on their words as he replayed images and emotions of the mission over in his head; trying to keep his ruminations about her condition under control as he awaited the arrival of Doctor Fraiser.

"She obviously suffered extensive abuse, Sir, both physical and sexual."

Daniel started, his focus zeroing in on Doctor Fraiser. He hadn't even noticed her arrival in the room or the General redirecting the debriefing to her for her report.

"From what I've been told," Janet continued speaking in a professional, detached manner; her eyes focused either on the General, the table before her, or her hands. "She lost consciousness at least two times prior to her arrival on base and receiving any medical treatment. She has extensive bruising characteristic of forcible assault as well as restraint marks and a mix of superficial and deep injuries resulting apparently from her fleeing through the woods. We had to take her to surgery to stop some minor internal bleeding and I currently have her under sedation in order to facilitate healing. While conscious, she exhibited classic survivor, fight or flight, responses. I plan to keep her sedated for a few days if possible to allow her injuries to heal past the pint where my staff and I will need to check them regularly, thus hopefully avoiding any further trauma and any potential re-victimization on our parts."

"Thank You, Doctor Fraiser," General Hammond nodded his head slightly in her direction as he spoke. "I'll expect you to inform me as soon as our guest is awake and able to answer some questions."

"Yes, sir, I will." Janet stood as she spoke, "If you'll excuse me, I need to be getting back to my patient."

"Of course," the General responded, moving to stand himself, "That goes fro everyone else as well. You're all dismissed. SG-1, your next mission will be Friday at 0930 hours. Briefing will be at 0700. Dismissed."

The General turned and exited the room behind Dr. Fraiser. Carter, Teal'C and Jack all rose shortly later and moved out of the room. They had an unexpected three days until the mission and each had plans for the down time. Trying to refocus his mind, Daniel slowly rose and made his way back to his lab, hopeful that he could complete his latest translation, one from several missions back that had gotten lost in the pile of artifacts that currently littered his desk.