Disclaimer; i dont own Stargate though i wish i did, travel to another world would be cool. freedom from reality.
A/N; its been a while since i have been able to update anything, too much work, no free time, etc isnt it always the way! in between hurting my wrist and getting a bit ill as well as a youth work trip to Italy.
It had been a few says since Daniel had been returned to the SGC and still there hadn't been much improvement in his condition. Attempts to get Daniels attention caused chaos as he pushed himself further up the bed avoiding contact of any sort.
Jack sighed as he watched Daniel flinch away from carter for the fourth time in 20 minutes. He had tried to reason with Daniel that he was real, and not a figment of Daniels imagination or a ghost.
Jack ran his fingers through his hair. He was gray before his time, and the person responsible was sitting curled into themselves on the infirmary bed in front of him. He needed to get through to Daniel. He had to. Mackenzie had apparently shown an interest in Daniel. Jack wouldn't allow that man near Daniel; he had to protect him from that smug git. Mackenzie was apparently saying he had known it all along, that Daniel had finally succumbed to Schizophrenia, and that it was all because of his prolonged exposure to the gate.
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Daniel glanced furtively over at Jack. It looked like Jack, but it couldn't be, it just couldn't be. Jack was dead. He squeezed closed his eyes, ignoring the pain as the voices in his head taunted him. 'You killed them, it's all your fault' they sang.
He idly scratched at his bandaged arms, rubbing at the skin that he could get to. He kept looking around, scared someone would see. He sighed a breath of relief as his nails ripped the flesh on his arms. It was like the pressure that had been building inside had suddenly dissipated. The voices had stoped. But then, the background shouts of the voices returned, although quiet they were slowly building. He scratched again at his arms, this time digging deeper, allowing blood to slowly bud on the surface of his arms.
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Sam was tired. She had tried all she could think of to get a response from Daniel; he just seemed to be in a world of his own. The Colonel had informed her of Daniels revelation. It had felt as if an ice hand had clamped down on her heart. She couldn't believe it. How could Daniel believe that they had died? How could they convince him otherwise?
She looked down at her scattered notes and sighed. The worry over Daniel had led her down the merry path of work. She was surrounded by it, and there was no escape. Just as there was no escape from the realisation that Daniel may be lost to them.
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Teal'c breathed in deeply as he sat on the floor of his room. His attempts at Kel'no'reem had been unsuccessful. The candles that surrounded him flickered, casting shadows on the wall that playfully danced, enticing him, and yet teasing him, their twisting shapes reflecting that which he had seen in the eyes of Daniel Jackson.
He closed his eyes and tried again.
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Jack looked up. Daniel was scratching at his arms. Jack quickly reached out and pulled Daniels arms apart, 'No, Daniel don't!' the commotion brought Janet flying into the curtained cubicle.
'Colonel! What's wrong!?' Daniel was looking terrified as Jack gripped onto his arms, struggling to get away. The blood that had begun to flow freely from his arms seeping through Jacks fingers. 'He's injuring himself!'
'Release him now Colonel' Jack slowly released his grip on Daniel. And Daniel scurried up the bed. Janet slowly approached as the Colonel stood up and watched. 'Daniel, I need to see your arms' she smiled. Daniel quickly glanced up, and then looked down again, staring at his arms. Janet could see the damage, considering this had obviously been caused by Daniels own nails, the damage was quite bad. The blood was flowing freely from his lacerated wounds and staining his bandages covering his numerous other injuries.
Janet shook her head. This was bad. Daniel needed help, and the SGC couldn't provide it. 'Colonel, we need to talk'
Jack, who had been transfixed, looked up and stared straight into Janet's eyes. What he saw scared him. Defeat. He followed her out of the curtain. Janet closed it behind her. 'Colonel, he needs help, and I can't provide it. I don't want to say this, but Mackenzie might be able to him...'
Jack exploded, 'WHAT! That quack, no Doc, that's not going to happen, I'll help him, I've helped him in the past, Mackenzie' Jack bit his lip and shook his head, 'he never helped him, he just drugged him and locked him, he is no better than a goa'ould'
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Daniel sat rocking back and forth locked in a self hug. Jack was yelling. He flinched back. Jack was angry he had scratched at his arms? Did that mean he cared? If he cared he must be real right? 'NO!' shouted a voice in his head. His arms flew up and his hands clamped his head, 'No, No, No, No...' he shouted out loud.
Jack heard the shouts and came running back into the cubicle. Daniel was obviously distressed. Janet was following close behind, 'see what you've done' he spat at her, he was in a rage, and immediately felt guilty as she flinched back and a look of hurt crossed her eyes. Janet didn't want Daniel to end up with Mackenzie anymore than he did, but she was just doing her job. 'I'm sorry Janet, I... well look what happens when we even mention that son of a bitchs name!'
'Give me a chance Janet, let me take him fishing or something, take things back to what they were, a team vacation, we are due one' he pleaded.
Janet looked at the Colonel, she understood his anger. She didn't want Mackenzie back in Daniels life. She could feel Jack staring at her as she slowly thought over his proposal. Daniels first real interaction had occurred with the Colonel; they had a pre existing relationship, and a fairly solid one at that. If anyone might be able to help, then she supposed it would be him. At the hands of Mackenzie it was likely that Daniel would be overdosing daily on Antipsychotic medicines, and as a result his condition would worsen and his symptoms would to, so they would up the dosage, a vicious circle that would destroy what there was left to salvage of Daniel. She looked the Colonel in the eyes, 'I will sign the medical release forms, so he is in your care, I will give you a list of what pills he needs and when, and what food he is not allowed, you I assume will go discuss leave with the general now, before I change my mind'
Jacks face lit up, 'do you hear that Danny!' although he didn't respond. Jack set off at a run to find the General.
A/N; please review, as i have been out of the game so to speak for a while, all reviews are very welcome. reviewslove