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Roger was waiting for his ten o'clock. He was a patient man; spending the time looking at files, updating notes, and making treatment outlines. He was most concerned for three crew members, and each would require a special, separate course of action in regards to their healing. Roger hoped he could make a difference. He seemed to be making some headway with Fiona, at least. She was the most practiced at the psychology stuff-he knew she'd had a history of seeing specialists, and that she'd had mostly misses with various therapists. He was glad she was responding to him...if only she didn't seem to want to flee all the time. 

He shut his notebook at three minutes to ten, and put on his lab coat. He moved to the psych eval area-a separate room from the rest of the clinic and prepared it as usual-disinfecting the couch and getting a water glass ready. He got a fresh legal pad, and a pen, and then went to the door, and called n his patient.

Mr. Malikov? Roger smiled, and let the man in. 

Please, make yourself comfortable.

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[Nikita Malikov]

1000 Hours
P-0967
Medbay
Outpost

To say that Nikita was not looking forward to the next half hour or so would be a dramatic understatement. Quite apart from his general dislike of having his mind probed and being informed that he couldn't mentally cope with some minor childhood incident he was now a s3x crazed not-man, Nikita had been sure that he'd managed to pull the wool over the shrinks at the SGC. He could have sworn that they'd bought his open attitude and impossible to disprove lies - which, he was certain, were exactly the same ones that he'd used in the past - but obviously he'd done or said something that had caused them to refer him to Roger.

Nikita eyed the door to the psych eval room and sighed exasperatedly. This was not a good idea. Between his soldier's dislike of psychiatrists and the close knit nature of the mission, he felt it a mistake to be evaluated by someone he was going to have to work with every day. He would, of course, not let his personal feelings interfere with his work, but he suspected that this consultation was going to cause a degree of friction between the two of them. Not that it would be Roger's doing, Nikita was aware enough of his failings to admit that, but it would be friction nonetheless.

"Mr. Malikov? Please, make yourself comfortable."

Nikita's face didn't change one iota, but he'd already gone on the defensive than he'd intended. Mister? MISTER? He was Kapitan Medicinskoj Služby Nikita Malikov, not some civilian. He'd served his country for longer than Roger had been a doctor. He'd gone form being a grunt to one of the most elite soldiers in the Russian Ground Forces to being a doctor himself. And this civilian, this...this...су́ка was denigrating all of that?

Not showing any of his thought processes, keeping his face blank, Nikita strode over to the couch and sat down heavily. He didn't say anything, he just gazed at Roger with dead eyes. This was not going to end well.

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Roger knew that his work was basically cut out for him. Out of all of the members of the expedition, he knew that this Captain Malikov was in the top three of hard-to-crack. However, Roger was doggedly persistant, and knew that if he just went on long enough, surely, they would respond. It was already happening with Aear, and Fiona. He hadn't seen the Admiral yet, but he was MUCH looking forward to that. 

Roger caught the dead look that Nikita shot him. Interesting. Roger began, in his usual way. 

Is Mr. Nikolov ok? Is there somethin else you'd prefer? I was taught by my Mum that it's respectful to call people by their titles, but this is a safe place, so I can call you whatever you like. Also, would some coffee or water make you more comfortable? How is the temperature in here? Roger always liked to ensure that his patients were comfortable. 

Let's begin. I am Dr. Roger Harrison, most recently of Washington, DC, via Scotland. I am married to a United States FBI agent, Lucy, and I have a daughter, Minnie, just 6 months old. I have a younger brother in Her Majesty's Royal Navy but I've never served myself. He stopped. He liked to share a bit of himself with his charges. 

We will start off with today. How are you feeling right now? The mission is just starting, and it's been a mad house. How are you coping? THe drink? Card games? Exercise? Roger liked to start small, to get the patient comfortable with him. 

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(These will get longer as they get into a groove. Give Rog a chance!)