Archaeologist 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...
Opening the door to her house, She turned her cheek to reveal a big gash on it to Janet. She was honestly surprised Janet hadn't insisted she get to the infirmary.
"Hold still, Rebekah. You aren't bulletproof, you know that right? Especially in your face." Janet said as she fixed the gash on her friends cheekbone.
"Janet why didn't you insist I go to the infirmary?" She asked. "Because it's nothing more than a gash I've seen a thousand times." Janet said as she finished up. "And you spend too much time on the base. Doctor's orders are to have a life off the base."
"Okay okay." She said and handed Janet a coke. "How's Cassie doing with high school?" "She's adjusting. It's like having a puppy and trying to teach it claculus in a day." Janet replied and then they were both paged to the base.
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Rebekah spun around in her plaid shirt and jeans with converse and her hands went to her hips out of habit because her pants didn't have pockets. Who the fuck designs pants without pockets? She wanted to punch the designer of these jeans in the nuts.
She remembered seeing Jason's face then she woke up in a dark room. In clothes that weren't hers and she felt disgusting. She groaned as she sat up, she whimpered. She'd allowed herself to be kidnapped.
Would the SGC know she'd been taken? Would anyone come for her? She didn't know.
Two years later..
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She stood beaten, broken and shot with her clothes almost falling apart when she was found by somebody.
"Whats your name miss?" Asked the woman. "Doctor.. Doctor Rebekah Marshall. I work for the Air Force." She knew she was going into shock. She was shivering a lot. "I'll call 911." Said the lady.
"Ma'am? Ma'am? What's your name?" The EMT asked. "Rebekah... Doctor Rebekah Marshall, I work for the Air Force." She said then she passed out.
"Colonel, Major. Rebekahs been found and she's at the local hospital a few towns away. She's in pretty bad shape but she's been found." Said Janet as she made her way to the elevator. "I'm going to get her and bring her back here. They've athuroized immediate transport to the base here."
When Janet came back a few hours later with Rebekah on a stretcher and hooked up to a life support machine. Andrew never left her side.
"Two years and now she's on life support." Andrew kissed her forehead and held onto her hand as she laid there on the bed, trying to heal. She'd been put in a medically induced coma.
