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Sam sat at the girl's bedside while Janet finished documenting her vital signs for the next debriefing. She absently mindedly stroked the back of her hand with her thumb. "What do you think is wrong with her eyes?" Sam asked. "Could it just be that our lights are too harsh?"
Janet shook her head. "In her MRI's, it showed a split between her actual eye and the nerves connecting it to the brain. It was healing very quickly... almost too quickly. I'm not sure how, but I think that may have something to do with it."
"How?" Sam asked. "Wouldn't that just make her blind?"
"I have no idea," Janet admitted. "I just know is that her eyes are healing and she can see light. According to everything I know about optometry, her eyes should be completely useless, but they aren't. She is literally a medical mystery. And to top it all off, she has Naquadah in her blood."
Sam smiled. "That's hardly something new." Janet nodded in agreement. "How well healed were her eyes in the last scan?"
Janet smiled thinly. "Decently," she replied. "I compared the first scan to the last and I think her eyes should be healed enough to have the blindfold removed in, oh, about... now."
"What are we going to do if her eyes just can't handle light?" Sam asked quietly, letting go of the girl's hand. She moved across the room to the light switch, just in case Janet's calculations were off.
Janet shrugged. "There's only one way to know for sure whether or not that's true." She slowly removed the blindfold from the girl's eyes. Her eyes were closed tightly, but she didn't make a sound. "No screams... I'll take that as a good sign," Janet said slowly. "Sweetie, can you try to open your eyes?" she asked gently.
The girl did as she was told and slowly opened her eyes. Not huddled underneath a pile of blankets or curled into a protective ball, the SGC go their first clear look at the girl's face since her arrival. She had impossibly wide eyes, and gorgeous wide lips that trembled as she looked up at Janet. "I want to go home," she said, clearly on the verge of tears.
Janet touched her face gently. "We'll get you there once we figure out where home is," she said tenderly. "Do you know the code to the Stargate that will get you to your home world?" She shook her head slowly, looking confused at the mention of the Stargate.
"The Chappa'ai?" Sam suggested, moving back to sit beside the bed. She shook her head again. Sam reached out and took her had again. "That's alright," she assured her. "We'll find your home."
Sam sat at the girl's bedside while Janet finished documenting her vital signs for the next debriefing. She absently mindedly stroked the back of her hand with her thumb. "What do you think is wrong with her eyes?" Sam asked. "Could it just be that our lights are too harsh?"
Janet shook her head. "In her MRI's, it showed a split between her actual eye and the nerves connecting it to the brain. It was healing very quickly... almost too quickly. I'm not sure how, but I think that may have something to do with it."
"How?" Sam asked. "Wouldn't that just make her blind?"
"I have no idea," Janet admitted. "I just know is that her eyes are healing and she can see light. According to everything I know about optometry, her eyes should be completely useless, but they aren't. She is literally a medical mystery. And to top it all off, she has Naquadah in her blood."
Sam smiled. "That's hardly something new." Janet nodded in agreement. "How well healed were her eyes in the last scan?"
Janet smiled thinly. "Decently," she replied. "I compared the first scan to the last and I think her eyes should be healed enough to have the blindfold removed in, oh, about... now."
"What are we going to do if her eyes just can't handle light?" Sam asked quietly, letting go of the girl's hand. She moved across the room to the light switch, just in case Janet's calculations were off.
Janet shrugged. "There's only one way to know for sure whether or not that's true." She slowly removed the blindfold from the girl's eyes. Her eyes were closed tightly, but she didn't make a sound. "No screams... I'll take that as a good sign," Janet said slowly. "Sweetie, can you try to open your eyes?" she asked gently.
The girl did as she was told and slowly opened her eyes. Not huddled underneath a pile of blankets or curled into a protective ball, the SGC go their first clear look at the girl's face since her arrival. She had impossibly wide eyes, and gorgeous wide lips that trembled as she looked up at Janet. "I want to go home," she said, clearly on the verge of tears.
Janet touched her face gently. "We'll get you there once we figure out where home is," she said tenderly. "Do you know the code to the Stargate that will get you to your home world?" She shook her head slowly, looking confused at the mention of the Stargate.
"The Chappa'ai?" Sam suggested, moving back to sit beside the bed. She shook her head again. Sam reached out and took her had again. "That's alright," she assured her. "We'll find your home."
