[Filtered to Dean]
Dean, I'm so, so sorry. I can't even say how much. I'll miss him terribly. [Filtered to Lorne]
They're not letting me go to Atlantis.
O'Neill called me into his office about half an hour ago and told me I failed the psych evaluation. He said I show a tendency towards OCD. I said yes, I put that on my application but I also put that it's under control. He said no, the psych eval said it's not and they can't accept me.
I told him that was bullshit and he said he's sorry but that's the rules. They're giving me an hour to pack and say goodbye to people and tell whoever needs telling that I'm coming home, and now there's that note from Dean about Sam, and I . . . god, I need you so much.
I don't know what to think. To have come this far and be turned away at the last minute, and for such a flimsy reason . . . I hate to sound paranoid but there has to be something more. I can't help but think this has something to do with Saxon and everything that went on yesterday, that they think I'm some kind of spy for him or something and are just using the OCD as an excuse. God, I don't know.
Devastated doesn't even begin to describe it.
I guess I'm going home. At least I still have the flat. I just . . . everything we hoped for, everything we dreamed of, gone, just like that. [Filtered to Jack]
There's been a sudden change of plans and I find myself out of a job. I understand you're short one secretary. Shall I send you a C.V.?