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Danger Zone.

By Lingren.

Previously:-

Janet nodded her understanding, and followed him to the private room. She was a little shocked at seeing the police officer outside but then she dismissed it, recalling that as far as they were concerned he was a criminal. He was about to stop her entering the room so she pulled herself up to do battle, but then one look at her two burly SF's escort who drew their side-arms and the officer backed down without a murmur, but hurried away to make a phone call.

Chapter 11

Janet Fraiser stepped into the room quietly, taking in all the equipment surrounding the Colonel. He looked pale and drawn, seemingly older than she remembered from the last time she had seen him. He stirred at her entrance and gazed upon her with sleepy dark eyes that were brimming with incomprehension.

Her heels tapped their way across the short expanse of tiled concrete floor and smiled down at him, automatically taking is wrist in her slender cool fingers.

"Colonel," she greeted him cheerfully, "how do you feel?"

"Just peachy," he replied with his still scratchy voice.

Janet's smile deepened. Even if he couldn't recall who he was, the sarcasm was still very much in evidence.

She moved to the bottom of the bed and removed the chart, muttering to herself as she scanned the pages of notes written about her 'favourite' patient.

"So, do you think you could tell me anything about what happened to you?"

Jack closed his eyes, he saw odd flashes in his mind, but nothing made any sense to him.

"Not much," he sighed, then thought of something. "There was a young woman. We were running..." he broke off, groaning in frustration when the memory dried up.

Janet patted his arm in commiseration.

"Never mind. I'm here to help find out what really happened. Do you know who I am?"

He peered closer, he did recall her face, but the name and from where, yet eluded him.

"You look familiar, but..." he ended with a small shrug and a wince.

That's okay Colonel. I'm Dr. Janet Fraiser and I need to carry out a few tests for the Air Force..."

"Air Force?" he puzzled. His memories really were scrambled.

"You're a Colonel in the USAF. I'm the CMO of the base where you are stationed, so I know you quite well. We've worked together for a number of years sir. Just relax while I take some blood samples for now. Then I'll let you sleep." She couldn't tell him any more than that, she needed him to remember those kind of things for himself. It would be so easy just to coddle him and tell him everything he wanted to know; but that's not how it worked.

He nodded, barely able to keep his eyes open any longer, and he allowed them to close while she drew off the necessary amount of blood from his vein. He'd already drifted off to sleep before she'd finished.

Janet looked down on him with an indulgent smile. This Colonel O'Neill was docile, but that could be the result of whatever was running through his system at the moment. He certainly didn't give the impression of having been intoxicated and she couldn't believe that he had been. She knew his defence lay in her hands to come up with a viable reason for his behaviour. The reports she'd read from the police files certainly didn't add up to the Jack O'Neill she knew.

Leaving him in the capable hands of the SF's, she hurried off to the nurses station and ultimately the labs.

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Some hours later, Sam stepped from the car and stretched her back and her legs with a soft but relieved groan. It felt like they had been travelling for days, and certainly for more hours than she had been comfortable with. She'd snatched a little sleep in the car, but now she was stiff and hungry and travel dirty, despite the pit stop for an early breakfast and use of the bathroom several miles back.

The others followed her, uncurling themselves from the back seat, Daniel stretching his long limbs too. He stood behind her, yawning, though he'd managed to sleep for far longer than she had. Teal'c had shut himself off in his meditation, his own method of relaxation soothing him, so that he arrived feeling fresher and more awake than the others.

Major Davis oversaw the unloading of their luggage and then dismissed the two drivers, telling them to go find a motel in order to get some proper sleep.

Sam looked at the one storey hospital, seeing a small town medical centre and hoping it was going to be able to cope with the sudden influx of USAF personnel. She'd had a phone call from Janet already to say that she was there and was working on finding something in the Colonel's blood-stream that would account for his memory loss and his actions, and that she and the rest of the team should notify her when they arrived.

Sam flipped open her cell phone and speed dialled Janet's number.

"Hi Janet," she said as soon as the call was answered. "We just got here."

"Okay, I'm on my way. Meet me at the entrance."

Sam flipped the phone shut and stuffed it back into her jeans pocket, and within minutes after picking up her bag was leading her party to the front entrance to meet up with her friend.

Janet saw them approach and beamed a welcome.

"Hi!" Sam said with a weary smile. "How's the Colonel?"

Janet smiled deeply, almost amused that the first thing out of Sam's mouth had been her concern for the Colonel.

"He's had a fairly peaceful night, but he still can't recall anything significant. Just odd snatches of things but he can't make sense of anything yet," Janet sighed. "I could really use your help in the lab Sam."

"Sure. Is there somewhere we could freshen up a bit? We've been travelling for what seems like days."

"You can use my house if you like!"

Sam looked round Janet who had also turned to see Annie Schyberg walking towards them with a smile on her face.

"You must be the Colonel's team?" she surmised. "Janet told me to expect you."

"Sam Carter," Sam said holding out her hand to shake the tall attractive doctor's hand. "This is Daniel Jackson and Murray; and this is Major Davis from the Pentagon."

Annie shook hands with all of them, still beaming.

Teal'c dipped his head, bowing over her hand as was his custom when he took the long fingers in his giant hand, greeting her so politely.

Annie looked up at his gentle demeanour and wondered where he fitted in with the military mind set that she knew of. He just didn't fit the mould. His sombre face and his huge muscular body belying his actions and manners. 'Talk about a gentle giant,' she mused inwardly. She shook herself mentally and fought to get her thoughts back on track.

"My house is just next door. You're welcome to use the shower, there's plenty of hot water. Help yourself to some breakfast or whatever and I've left a pot of coffee on the go for you. Janet said you were a coffee addict Daniel."

He blushed on hearing this and gave Janet a little frown of annoyance, but he knew she was right. He was desperate for a good cup of coffee right now.

"Thank you. That would be great," Sam replied thinking that she liked this doctor already.

"When can we see Jack?" Daniel asked impatient to see his friend too, though he did understand that he probably wouldn't be recognised by him.

"Later Daniel," Janet replied. "Annie is going to check on him first, then he's due for a little physio to work out those stiffened muscles. He's pretty much bruised all over."

"And all while being in the custody of the police!" Daniel spat angrily.

"Not necessarily Daniel. We can't prove that. We still don't know what happened to him before. If he really was in that car wreck then he could have sustained at least some of those injuries there. We won't know exactly what went on until he can recall the details. It's our job to help him remember what happened," Janet said gently.

Daniel huffed and pouted, wrapping his arms around himself, unhappy with the way things were moving along.

"I must get back to the lab," Janet said. "When you're ready Sam, join me. Any one of the nurses will show you where it is."

"I will," Sam responded, calling back over her shoulder when Annie led them back through the doorway into the open and pressed the key into Daniel's hands.

"That's my house over there, the white painted one with the rather battered truck on the driveway. Don't mind the cat do you? Jasper has the run of the place, but he's used to strangers coming and going," Annie explained.

Daniel sighed a little morosely at this. Cat fur was all he needed on top of everything else. He was just thankful that he had plenty of allergy medication with him, though he expected Annie could provide him with some if he needed more.

They made their way over to the house and let themselves in, Sam bagging the shower first. She was desperate to scrub away the travel weariness, get into some clean clothes and feel human once more.

Daniel, predictably, headed straight for the coffee pot and helped himself, inhaling the rich aroma as if he were starved of it.

Teal'c made friends with Jasper while Major Davis took a good look round. Not that he was nosy, but it was his habit to check out all these things. Annie might appear friendly but things that could look innocuous sometimes proved the opposite. He was responsible for SG-1 and wouldn't want anything to happen to them. They were Colonel O'Neill's only hope in proving his innocence.

TBC