Dr. Keller looked at Amanda, who was now struggling against her restraints.

"Amanda, listen to me… you need to settle down, okay? Its going to take some time for you to-"

"Jen, get these things off of me…" Amanda growled. Dr. Keller looked at her, a look of concern on her face. "I don't think that's the best idea, Amanda. You're extremely unstable…" she stated, putting a calm hand on Amanda's shoulder.

"Jen, I don't have time for this! It's all Jareth!" Amanda said, her eyes glowing with anger.

"What are you talking about?" Dr. Keller questioned.

"Jareth is doing this to me," Amanda stated. "I don't understand, he hasn't even touched you since-"

"Jen! He raped me!" Amanda yelled, her voice raising dramatically.

Dr. Keller looked at her, a look of shock on her face. "I don't understand… I thought that…"

"Jen, you have to believe me. I want this baby to be Ronon's trust me… but he is using me to save his kingdom. He's going to keep fixating all of our memories to make us believe its Ronon's child. He's going to keep making it seem like he's been nothing but cooperative since we got here. He wants you all to think I'm going crazy. … Jen you know me… now I need your trust…" Amanda recited.

Dr. Keller looked at Amanda, before slowly walking towards Amanda and taking the restraints off of her arms and her legs. Once she was completely free, Amanda swung her legs over the side of the bed.

"Now… I need you to give me back my clothes and take me to Jareth…" Amanda stated.

"Amanda, I don't think-"

"Jen," Amanda cut in, her voice strong and serious. Dr. Keller nodded, before walking over to the closet.

………………………………..

Jareth stood in his holding cell, pacing anxiously. Everything was working perfectly. He had everyone convinced that Amanda was going insane with some fantasies about he and her, just exactly what he wanted.

Her pregnancy cycle was going to be shorter than that of a normal pregnancy. Her child was to be a new prophecy, and not a mere meek child from normal parents. The child was going to bring power back to the Labyrinth.

Many would wonder why he had chose Amanda to be his Queen, and the Mother of his child. The truth of it was the strength that she had. Not only that, but her blood was that of a true warrior. Together with his magical abilities, and her physical strength, the child would be flawless. Instead of nine months of pregnancy, it would be nine weeks.

The child was most likely already progressing, growing in size and strength.

Jareth heard the doors to the room open, and he saw the large Satedan man standing there, his arms folded. Jareth smiled. He admired the man's courage and stubbornness, but that wasn't going to be nearly enough to face Jareth himself.

"Well, if it isn't the large man…what is it you like to ask of me?" Jareth questioned.

Ronon didn't reply, but instead kept his gaze focused on Jareth.

Jareth raised his eyebrows at him, smiling slightly.

"Okay, so you don't want to talk to me… apparently. Would you like me to sing something for you?" Jareth questioned, holding his arms up suggestively.

"No," Ronon snapped.

"How about a dance?" Jareth asked.

Ronon drew his gun, and took two long strides so he was up against the cage.

Jareth watched as Ronon's gun struggled to get through the force field that surrounded the cage, protecting it. Jareth looked back up at Ronon, a small smirk on his face.

"Having trouble?" he questioned. "You know exactly why I'm here…" Ronon snapped.

"You've come to protect your little red haven't you? You really think a simple man can stand up against someone like me? Don't you know who I am?" Jareth teased.

"I don't care about you being King of the Pixies or whatever the hell it is," Ronon paused to see Jareth raise his eyebrows amused at the title Ronon had just called him. "But you're not going to take Amanda, I won't let you…" he stated.

"You'll die trying to stop me… you can't win…" Jareth said, with a smirk. "Then I die, but at least I'm dying for her… I'd die trying to stop you from taking her away…" Ronon retorted.

"Why, because you love her?" Jareth mocked. Ronon let out a frustrated groan as he went to push the gun further against the force field, but succeeded to no avail.

Jareth chuckled slightly. "I bet that kills you doesn't it? The fact that what you want to kill is right in front of you…yet you just can't…" Jareth said.

Ronon's face twitched again in frustration. "You still love her so much that you would die for her?" Jareth asked.

"Yes," Ronon replied, with no hesitation.

Jareth smirked. "Then allow me…" he said.

Before Ronon could react, both of Jareth's gloved hands reached out and seized Ronon's arm, pulling him into the force field. Ronon's arm broke on impact, and his body went limp. His gun fell into the cell, and Jareth held Ronon against the cell.

His eyes darkened as he raised his hand so it hovered over Ronon's head. He watched as the dark magic made a crown around Ronon's head, before sinking into it. Jareth smirked, before pushing Ronon's body to the floor.

"Glad to be of assistance…" he hissed. A few minutes later, he heard the doors open and he saw Amanda standing there, horror-stricken.

Behind her stood the man known as John Sheppard, the woman Teyla Emmagan, Dr. Jennifer Keller, and the bald leader Richard Woolsey.

"Ronon!" Amanda yelled, rushing over to him.

She knelt down next to his lifeless body, pulling him into her.

"Ronon! Ronon! Ronon, come back to me!" she yelled, his head resting on her chest.

She turned to look at Jareth, hateful tears in her eyes. "What the hell have you done to him!?" she yelled.

"He's not dead yet, my sweet. But he is running out of time… just like you are with our child…" Jareth said, with a smirk.

"Bring him back, and I will come with you!" Amanda yelled.

"Amanda…" Mr. Woolsey warned. "No!" Amanda said, turning to face him. "It's my decision," Amanda stated.

"Ronon would not want you to…" Teyla spoke up.

Teyla was right. Amanda cradled Ronon close to her. "Please don't go, baby…" she whispered, kissing his forehead.

Jareth smirked slightly at this. She could try all she wanted, but she would never find a spell to counter what he had done to him.

"This will not be the first time someone close to you gets hurt… should you keep resisting my offer…" Jareth said, his smirk widening.

"Amanda, do not give in…" Teyla said, looking at her.

"She's right…. Be strong…for Ronon…" Jen said, in a comforting tone.

John kept his gaze on the stranger. "How the hell did you get to him?" John questioned.

Jareth smirked in reply, before walking over to his corner and sitting down.

"Its funny… the man said he would die for you…and now it looks like that little delusional detail might become a reality…" Jareth said.

Amanda looked over at Jareth, shooting him a look of pure hatred. "Let's get him to the infirmary…" Amanda said.

John and Teyla walked over, helping her get Ronon to his feet.

Amanda turned to look at Jareth. "I'm not done with you yet. This isn't over…" she said, before helping to get Ronon out of the door.

Jareth smirked. "You're right, my sweet… its not over…"