by Kitty S
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Well whacha think? did that explain it a bit?
Sg-1 plus Jonas Hanson and ‘Katie’ walked down the ramp of the embarkation room, making a few heads turn. Hammond stared with an open mouth at the presence before him, he came down to get some answers when O’Neill put a hand on his back. “So George, how’s it going?”
No answer, but a face that had ‘tell me’ written all over.
“Guess what we found.”
Getting a clue from Jack, although now liking the idea himself, he excused Sg-1 to the infirmary and ordered an airman to be posted by Hanson at all times. No exceptions. After deposing their weapons, they made their trip to the infirmary.
It was déjà vu, they arrived at the infirmary and were greeted with a speechless Janet. “Um, have a seat.” She chocked out, and started her examinations. After clearing the four members of Sg-1, she went towards Hanson. Giving him a through checkup, she made a move to the little girl in his lap. The girl wouldn’t let herself be touched, she tightened her hold to Hansen and whimpered. Confused, Janet turned to Sam, her eyes asking her a very obvious question. ‘Who is this girl?’
Not wanting to frighten the girl, and her efforts to examine the girl futile, she let them all go. Hanson and the girl confined to the infirmary, Janet and Sg-1 followed their orders and headed to the briefing room. Everyone including the rest of Sg-1 wanted to hear the story of Sam’s past with Jonas, including Katie.
“Have a seat, now, let’s get straight to the point, Captain Hanson, and the girl.”
It was silent, Sam guess that no one could really tell the story of their mission, and the ‘other’ story behind it. She cleared her throat, shifted nervously in her seat and started to tell her tale. “Um, all I can say… all I can gather from what happened today is that, Captain Hanson is not dead and by chance we gated to the world he arrived in. He’s still in the illusion that he’s a god and he’s violent when he needs to be, right now he’s thinking like a father.”
“He thinks that the girl is his daughter?” The general questioned.
“Our daughter.” Sam clarified.
“Where would he get that idea, or fantasy that this little girl is his daughter?”
“Well, there’s always the fact that he’s…”
“Crazy, nuts, cracked, mad, screwed in the head...” Jack helped.
“…and the other was that I was pregnant.” She licked her lips, took a strangled breath. “A little girl, Katelynn.” She blinked her tears away. “She died at birth, Jonas and I… basically our relationship died with her and we called off the wedding.”
It was silent again, getting awkward.
Janet spoke up, her voice shattering the silence like a bullet in a quiet room. “Well everyone checks out OK, including the girl. I haven’t been able to get near her for a complete examination, but from what I can see, she’s fine. Although she seems to be displaying the Stockholm Syndrome.”
“A stock-what?”
“Stockholm Syndrome is a phenomenon in which a hostage begins to identify with and grow sympathetic to his or her captor. In this case, the girl seems to become attached to Captain Hanson.”
“Ah, so how do we snap her out of it?”
“Well, that’s the difficult part. You saw how she reacted to me and my nurses, she won’t let any of us take her away from Captain Hanson.”
“Alright, sg-1 is on downtime until this matter is solved. As for Hanson, well, we can keep him here for a while but soon or later I’m going to have to call in McKenzie and have him evaluated.”
“What will happen to him?” Sam asked, knowing herself the outcome.
“If he is unstable then he will have to be locked up with special care, if he passes the psyche test then he will be court-martialed. Any more questions?”
No one answered. “Good, dismissed.”
End Part 3
