"Three days?" Daniel asked as he sat up. "It's been three days?!" He said again.
"Yes. Does anyone know which Goa'uld we are facing this time?" She asked as she took a seat next to Andrew and Sam.
"This ones named Calliope. Goddess of muses and poets." Andrew said as she looked at her. He was running a fever and was sick to his stomach.
She took her jacket off and put it on him to keep him warm. "Stay with me." She said and moved so he was resting with his head in her lap. She was fairly useless with her knowledge of medical stuff. Except what she'd picked up from Fraiser over the past years.
She took care of him while the others were questioned one by one. When it came her turn she was reluctant to leave without knowing he was okay.
She was given that blood stuff they'd been talking about and she hallucinated the worst memory she had.
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She was working the day she got the news her mother and brothers had died and her father was the suspect. Honestly, she'd been relieved to hear that. Her father had a horrible temper and he'd tried to strangle her more than once.
She was confront with the hallucination. She refused and denied any information. Mostly because it was her job.
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When she was thrown back into the cell with the rest, her first thought was to take care of Andrew even in her dazed state. She was worried about him.
It seemed to go on for a long time.
Then they were home.
....A few months later....
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FanfictionArchaeologist Civilian Consultant Doctor Rebekah-Louise Marshall joins the SGC and SG1 at the request of Colonel O'Neill. She is there as a backup to Doctor Daniel Jackson. She speaks twenty six languages and can read a vast amount of ancient diale...