Understanding by Delliham

Chapter 2 – Death of Innocence

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"There has to be something else I can do for her, I can't just leave her here like this!"

"Dr. Jackson I can assure you this is the best mental care unit this side of the world. Samantha will be fine here. We have a large number of staff trained and ready to take care of her every need!"

Daniel eyed the man suspiciously. He wasn't sure of this place but he could no longer care for Sam himself, she needed someone who could understand what was going on in her mind, he needed a break.

Her room was bleak, white washed and slightly padded on the lower walls. It brought back unfavourable memories for him in which he didn't want his friend to share.

"Well, at least let me bring in all her stuff for the room, she can't handle boring"

"As long as it doesn't pose to injure her" the man smiled.

She's had a tough life and sometimes talks to thin air but Sam is not a health risk, Daniel rolled his eyes.

Some people…

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"Samantha Carter, you have been charged with two accounts of murder, and one account of man-slaughter. How do you plead?……Ms Carter, How do you plead?"

The courtroom sat in silence waiting for a response, one that was never going to come.

"You do understand that this a court of law and you are bound, by law, to answer the question?"

Still Sam sat, not saying a word, not even acknowledging the judges existence.

"Ms Carter" He had begun to loose his patience

"With all do respect your honour, I believe that Ms Samantha Carter is still unable to answer your question, and there fore, on behalf of her, plead insanity and ask this hearing be postponed" A smarty dressed woman stood up.

"Ms Taylor, I know your patient is very capable of talking and being spoken to, I have seen the video footage… was it not you who said, and I quote, 'In such a state mentally where she can recall her version of the events with full clarity'?"

"Yes you honour but I was referring to a one on one session. A group discussion or a public debate can be entirely different" Taylor smiled, one for her. The judge let out a deep breath,

"Alright. By order of the court, Samantha Carter is left in the custody of Daniel Jackson and is to receive full mental help until such time she is able to testify. Dismissed

Murmurs arose as the room cleared. Daniel stood up,

"And after all she has done for the planet, this is the best she gets…"

"Its all we can do for her son" George patted his back,

"Its out of our league, even for the president, two security guards and a military officer, it just doesn't look good"

"But it was all self defence! They were going to kill for Christ sake!" Daniel raised his voice

"Self defence doesn't count for multiple stab wounds" Ms Taylor butted in with a sorry smile. They all glanced at Sam, still sitting, still staring. Dan rubbed his face,

"I suppose"

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"Oh, shit!" Jack exclaimed as he finally barged through the exit door.

Samantha sat, hospital gown washed scarlet, in a pool of blood.

The bodies of two men lay in awkward positions in a restless slumber. Their blood laced every thing from their own clothes to the not-so-squeaky-clean vinyl or the strangely shaded purple carpet to the now crimson locks of the woman's hair.

She sat in silence, not a movement nor sound did she make.

Jack approached with precaution.

"Carter, are you alright?"

The figure stayed as if set in stone. He crept forward, eyes never leaving her or the damage that had been done.

"Sam" He gently grasped her shoulder

The once bright blue eyes snapped back to reality.

A single flinch.

It was over before he new what had happened

With lightning fast reactions she pulled out a knife he had not noticed before and plunged it deeply into his stomach, hitting some of his major organs, with all the trained skill of and Air Force Officer.

"Sam"

A single tear throbbed out and ran for her cheek as his body fell to the ground.

The knife dripped with a renewed red water.

A drop rolled down the blade, then fell to its final destination on the already stained carpet.

"I'm sorry" She whispered as she collapsed over his dieing body.


TBC...

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