Title: Obsession
Rating: M for language and violence
Disclaimer: I don't own or have any rights to Stargate: SG-1 or its characters
Summary: Is someone out to get Mitchell, or is it something else entirely?
Cameron slowed to a sneak as he neared the doorway, flattening himself against the wall as much as possible. He would never be anything but a ball of energy, but his time with the Sodan had augmented his ability to move silently when the situation called for it. Cam slowly and silently poked his head around the doorway as though expecting gun-fire to start at any moment. He spied the object of his hunt, head down and completely oblivious to his presence.
"HEY!!"
He couldn't have asked for a better response. His quarry reacted with her entire body sending papers, pens, and her chair flying. He did his best to contain his snicker, knowing that it would only get him in deeper trouble.
Carolyn glared at him from the midst a cloud of papers floating back down to her once-organized desk. She turned and righted her chair before even considering speaking to him. "That was not nice."
"Maybe not, but it was funny as all hell; just think of it as pay back for all the times you've poked me with a needle." Cam strolled over and plopped into one of the chairs in front of her desk, "so, the team's headed out to shoot some pool later tonight, you up for joining us?'
Although Cameron had made the effort to be her friend first, the entire team had quickly followed suit and began to include her in their gatherings. She had almost become as integrated within the team as Janet had once been; not a replacement, just a new friend.
Carolyn cocked her head, thinking the proposition over for a second; she never failed to have a good time when she hung out with SG-1, they were all extremely entertaining in their own way, and it gave her and Cameron something to talk about later. "That depends, you looking to get your ass kicked again?"
She knew that it irked Cameron to no end that, although he was a fairly good pool player, everyone on the team, including Teal'c, was able to beat him soundly in the game. Thankfully he was a gracious loser and each failure only made him more determined to win someday.
Mitchell shook his head, "nope, figured you and I could team up this time, maybe together we can actually beat Sam and Daniel. I'll swing by and grab you at around 0800?"
"Sounds good; oh, and stay out of trouble on this mission, will you, dad's blood pressure is already a little too high after that whole Gamma Site fiasco."
Cam wisely kept his mouth shut as he strolled out of the infirmary; no way was he going to jinx this supposedly easy mission before it even started.
Three hours later he realized that it wouldn't have mattered what he'd said to Carolyn; this mission was jinxed simply for the fact that they were SG-1. Maybe one day he'd get everyone to stop calling them easy, at least when it came to their missions; because it seemed like the second anyone said something to that effect, they were doomed to be shot at, stormed on, or forced to sit through insanely long negotiations.
He deftly hurdled another downed log as they sprinted through the woods toward the stargate.
"Jackson, what the hell did you say to them?" Cameron breathed heavily as he covered Carter while she dialed the SGC.
Daniel dropped to one knee next to him, "this is not my fault! There was nothing to indicate that this planet had ever dealt with Merlin, let alone that they'd run him off centuries ago." His breath was harsh as he panted in the grass next to Mitchell; he'd been a little further into the village than the rest of the team when he'd made his faux pas. The others hadn't bothered to ask questions as Jackson high-tailed it past them toward the Stargate; even Mitchell had been on the team long enough to know what to do in that situation.
Cameron, Daniel, and Teal'c laid down covering fire as Sam punched in the IDC; they kept their aim low, mostly kicking up dirt a the locals' feet. There was no reason for people to die just because of a small misunderstanding.
"We're good to go," Sam hollered over her shoulder as she climbed the platform and turned to cover the guys.
On the other side of the wormhole, General Hank Landry watched with jaw clenched as SG-1 came flying through the puddle followed by several spears and arrows. He allowed a small sigh of relief when the entire team got up to dust themselves off; one more crisis averted, at least for now. He grabbed for the microphone, "debrief, now!"
Daniel winced when the rest of the team turned their glares on him; technically it was Teal'c's turn to take the rap for a mission gone wrong, but since this one had kinda been his fault he knew it would fall to him to explain things to the General.
"You're up Jackson," Mitchell gave him that smart-ass grin, "good luck."
STARGATE: SG-1
Cam shut the door to his quarters and leaned back against it, running a hand over his face; that had not gone well. Apparently the General's blood pressure wasn't the only thing that was up; his temper had flared to new heights when he'd lit into Jackson for being careless. Mitchell hadn't exactly helped things when he'd stood up for Daniel, of course the glares Sam and Teal'c were shooting at Landry hadn't done anything to calm the situation either.
In the end, they'd been banished from the Mountain for two days.
Cameron shook his head trying to rid himself of the last twenty minutes. He moved over to the dresser and grabbed a spare set of civilian clothes he kept on base, not like he had time to run home now. He only had ten minutes before he was supposed to be in the infirmary to pick up Carolyn, so he changed quickly and pulled the door open.
Or he tried too.
Mitchell's brow furrowed in confusion, usually the door opened when he pulled on it like that. He double checked that he hadn't dead-bolted the door when he'd come in, and tried again with the same results.
There was nothing else for it, his door was locked; as in, there was a glitch in the security system and he was stuck until someone figured it out. Hopefully they'd come to his rescue soon, otherwise Carolyn was going to kill him for being late.
He tried banging on his door and yelling several times, but at the same time he knew it was basically pointless. SG-1's private quarters were down their own dead-end hall, far away from everyone else, lest the top team be disturbed. However, that also meant that no one but SG-1 came down that hallway and his entire team was already on the surface waiting for him and Lam.
A hundred yards away and two levels down, Carolyn paced the infirmary; however, her thoughts were not of malicious intent as Cameron suspected. It wasn't unusual for Cam or one of the other members of SG-1 to be late picking her up, with their job something always came up, but it was unusual for Cameron not to have sent someone to tell her the situation. He believed in respect and common courtesy above all else, most likely a result of being raised by strong women.
Carolyn paced for a few more minutes before she decided that Cameron forgot he was supposed to pick her up, and was waiting on the surface with Sam, Daniel, and Teal'c. She cursed him soundly the entire twenty-six level ride in the elevator, but she made sure she had plenty of rant left to lay into him the second she saw him.
Sam turned as the elevator dinged, "about time you guys showed up, we were just about to head over to O'Malley's without you." She stopped when the elevator closed, leaving only Carolyn standing before them, "where's Cam?"
That's when Carolyn began to worry, "I thought he was up here with you guys since he was so late coming to get me." When the team shook their heads she knew something was wrong; granted he was on base so nothing too bad could have happened to him, but this was the SGC after all.
Apparently Daniel didn't share her concerns, "well, he was pretty tired, maybe he just passed out in his quarters."
They all shared a look, realizing that was as good of an explanation as any other, and trooped over to the elevator for the long ride down.
Carter noted the 'locked' insignia on the electronic swipe pad next to his door before knocking loudly and calling his name.
"Sam, just the woman I was looking for; I need you to try to get in here, the door's locked."
"Col Mitchell I believe the purpose of a lock is to prevent people from entering." Teal'c cracked what could almost be considered a grin.
On the other side of the door, Cameron couldn't help but smile even as he continued to bang his head on the door, "yeah, T, it is. But the problem is that I can't get the door unlocked."
Daniel snickered, "usually helps if you turn the deadbolt Mitchell." No one missed the amused and condescending tones in his voice.
Cam's growl could be heard clearly, even through the heavy metal door. The dull thudding stopped briefly, "Jackson, just a heads up, this stopped being funny for me about half an hour ago. The problem is with the electronic lock. And someone please go let Carolyn know what's up, she's probably ready to kill me right now." The thudding resumed.
"I'm already here, Cameron."
"Oh… hi."
Carter straightened up from inspecting the electronic pad beside his door. She gave the team a hesitant glance before softening her voice to deliver the bad news; "Cam, you'd better get comfortable. I don't know how it happened, but this key pad is completely trashed; it's going to take us awhile to get you out of there."
"Perfect! Wake me up when you get it open."
The team could just picture him throwing up his hands in frustration and collapsing onto the bed. Mitchell was not a man know for great patience, and from the sounds of things, what small amount he did have had been used up awhile ago.
Cold, calculating eyes watched the proceedings with great satisfaction from an alcove at the far end of the hall. His impromptu plan had worked like a charm.
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