"What are you going to make work for you?" Janet demanded. "Andie, what's going on?"
The girl snorted. "Such a distasteful diminutive. Refrain from using it in the future." She stopped talking and something about the way she held herself kept Janet from speaking again.
"They're here," she said quietly, a rather malicious grin on her face. Janet nearly jumped out of her newly-living skin when the doors crashed open and several armed men entered, Teal'c at the front. "There's no need for such dramatics," Andie said, sliding down to her feet. "I'll turn myself in willing… for the moment."
->->->
The senior officers of the SGC watched the girl on the security monitors with varying emotions. SG-1 seemed to be numb, all expect Daniel who was becoming more jittery with each passing moment. Janet's death and resurrection was hard to digest, but after two days it was beginning to feel like just another event. "We can't just keep her on the planet!" he said suddenly, causing most of the room to stare at him in disbelief. "We have to get rid of her."
"We aren't just going to dispose of her!" Sam exclaimed in shock, then looked over at Gen. Hammond. "Are we?"
"Sam, I hate to break it to you but that's-"
"Not Andie," she interrupted. "I know."
"Y-you know?" he stuttered. "How?"
"Well, it was kind of obvious," Jack muttered, clearly still in pain from being shot. "You'd have to be an idiot not to notice how strange she's been acting."
"She's been leaving me messages," Sam confessed. "Telling me to act normally." She paused for a moment then said, "She can't read our minds. I don't know how, but she project and that's it. Andie's in there. I know she is."
"Be that as it may," Gen. Hammond said slowly, "that girl is a risk we can't afford to have fall into the wrong hands. She'll stay here, under lock-down and constant surveillance, at least until we can clear up the Anubis situation."
Sam looked like she was about to say something, but Daniel said, "General, I'd like to be the first person to speak with her… once everything else is taken care of."
"Do you think that's wise?" one of the other officers inquired.
Daniel shrugged. "She's been tormenting me for months. I'd like to think we have a rapport," he said calmly. "And also that she won't kill me the second I step through the door."
"She can do that?" someone whispered.
