Chapter Nine
A/N: now we all can see what Janet and Skaara were talking about in that very confusing way of their's.
When Cameron Mitchell heard who had taken over captaincey, he was astounded. He never thought that he would get to meet his daughter, who from tales that Ayl had told him, was the best friend of her baby sister, Fran.
Fran Cassidy O'neill was one tough cookie, the Rebels decided, after she beat all odds to rescue her best friend and partner. No one in their right mind would've stayed on that mothership if there was only a slight hope that Kelly Mitchell was even alive much less prisoner aboard that stinking ship.
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Fran was amazed at what her family was like when she got back. She never in her whole time that she was growing up felt even remotely close to her parents partically because they had both been killed when she was eighteen months old, after that she was raised by her siblings. Her family was as close-knit as ever, Fran getting used to Jack and Sam around. Sam was usually hanging around the twins talking about experiments that they were planning, while Jack was getting to know his sons.
Dakota was the image of Jack, while Ethan took after Sam's dad. Adam, however looked like he was a little of both. Sports, Fran thought wirily, would be the only thing that the three would have in common. Dad tried to explain about the Simsons, but it kinda fell flat in Fran's opinion. Star Trek on the other hand was what the O'Niell siblings only watched these days. There was just something about the way that the crews of those ships could get through impossible situations and surrive that had them hoping for the best.
After getting almost crushed to death, by her siblings Fran was welcomed back to the fold like she had never left. It was always this way when missions went right or wrong, hugs and than they all would settle back for Star trek, depending on which sibling got to choose.
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"Rodney, what have you found?" Kelly asked, walking towards where the old man was staring at with shocked eyes.
"I found what Janet told us about, but it's impossible!" His voice was starting to raise with each word spoken. "We're right where the old midway station was before it was self-destructed, but the only thing I have found is Atlantis, but that was destroyed almost nine years ago!" Rodney's voice was starting to escalate with each word.
"Soo... we should check it out right?" Kelly asked Rodney, not sure if they should or not.
"Yes, if there is even a slight chance of Atlantis being mostly unharmed, than we should get it before the Gou'ald or Wraith do." Rodney was very sure, because if there was a littlest chance as poissible to find if John or Cyntha Sheppard were even alive Bridget would be out of here like a rocket lit with forty pounds of dynamite strapped to her back.
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Being on a ship with not many people had it's advantiges and drawbacks. One was learning about Atlantis on their doorstep while the drawback of that was, everyone started to step around Bridget, Cora, and Rodney extra careful about what they said.
Right now she was hurring to the bridge to see for herself if Atlantis was really there. If it was, if being a huge word, then only the former Atlanteans would know special frequences to hail the city with.
Arriving on the bridge, the same time that Cora had, the two Atlanteans stood next to Rodney, hope filling their eyes, seeing the almost destroyed city in front of the Asgard ship.
"Cora, am I seeing what you're seeing?" Bridget whispered to her friend, never taking her eyes from the viewscreen
"If ya mean the city of Atlantis on our viewscreen, then yeah." Cora tore her eyes from the sight, tears in her eyes. "Kelly, Bridget and I request a recon mission aboard the city. We'll go with your permission or not." Her stance was that of a warrior, but her face was that of a kid asking permission to go on the meri-go-round, the very first time.
"Of course, just take two other people with you, I don't want to send you both into a possablely dangerious area without back-up." Kelly understood the look on Cora's face, so she took pity on the two women before her. They weren't much older than Kelly Mitchell, but the two `had seen too many horrors happen to Atlantis, their home. For that was what the city was to the three Atlanteans, home, not a place to go for the day and may never see it again, but something that they enjoyed and cherished.
"Thank you. Rodney, you coming?" Cora asked her friend and mentor. "You think we should take Ayl or someone else?"
Thinking for a moment, Rodney ran every name through his head that wasn't an O'Neill sibling. "Only one that isn't an O'Neill is Izzy and Kelly, here. But I think Izzy doesn't like going on missions. Says that they tend to be a dangerious occupatient and she gets enough of that being related to Daniel. So I think we should just steal Ayl and be done with it."
Nodding, Cora and Bridget headed towards the hangar bay, leaving Rodney to ask Captain Mitchell to page Ayl to the hangar bay.
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Parking the old style Jumper in Atlantis's tower was handled smoothly by Bridget, who had went to Air Force Academy before Atlantis supposedly blew sky high. Exiting the Jumper, the former Atlanteans and Ayl looked around themselves. It was a huge mess and dust coated everything in sight.
"It looks like no one's been here in years, Cora. I hope the rest of her is better." Bridget commented wading to the door.
Swiping her hand over the sensor the door wouldn't open. "Rodney! We're going to need your expertis." Bridget yelled to the old man.
Sometimes Rodney wondered if Bridget wasn't John Sheppard in female form. She tended to act just like the former colonel. Sighing, Rodney got down to work. Good thing he still carried around his gear from the days on Atlantis, otherwise McKay wouldn't have been able to get the recon team to the gate room.
Lighting up, Atlantis led the Sheppard, Dex, O'Neill, and McKay to the former gate room. Entering, the four people had to stop in horror. The only thing left of the once great room was a mangled gate leaning lopsidely to the ground.
"Well at least we know that we couldn't have gotten through because the gate was damaged." Bridget tried her best to make light of the fact that anyone on Atlantis would've been trapped here for a long time. Walking closer to the damage, Bridget recongized several pieces of debry. "Wraith just love their comazaie runs don't they?"
Cora looked towards the several remaining consols. Rodney was already hard at work trying to get the interal senors up and running. They had a better chance of finding anybody with them than anything.
Looking at where the lifesigns were clustered, Rodney had to shudder, he hated, Hated going into Atlantis's underwater jumper bay. It had lots of bad memories there. "Looks like whoever took over had to relocate the command centor to the underwater bays. I'll just stay up here and direct you there." He tried hegding out of the mission.
Bridget looking up, had to shake her head. Rodney could be such a scaredy cat sometimes. "Fine, but where's the closest transporter near there?"
Rodney tapped furisouly at his tablet, highlighting sections on the giant screen behind the damaged stations. "There, thirty yards from the command deck. You can get there by going down three sets of stairs." He then pointed out the route that the two would have to take to reach the secondary command deck of Atlantis.
Grimancing, Bridget looked at Cora and Ayl before walking out, yelling over her shoulder. "Fine! Just give us directions once we get there."
The three women stepped into the transporter and Cora hit the spot closet to the area which they were heading to. A couple seconds later, the three headed right going three yards before Rodney gave them their first diretion. Climbing down three flights of stairs, even Ayl, who happened to love climbing didn't want to see another stairstep in her entire life. Her calfs were killing her and Cora was complaining worse than Rodney did when something went wrong.
Bridget stopped a corner from their destination, holding up her finger while pulling her pistol from the hip holster. Instantly Cora and Ayl went on altert too, knowing how Bridget like to rely on her 'spidey senses' something that she claimed to get from her dad. Only Rodney would take her seriously on those occiasions, knowing how John got them out of tight fixes with his so called spidey senses before.
Swinging around the corner, gun pointed, Bridget stopped dead. There in front of her were the bluest eyes that Bridget had seen when her sister was alive. "Cyntha?!" Bridet questioned her in disbelief. She never knew the full story of her siblings deathes, only that none escaped from the city when she blew sky high.
"Bridget... Is that really you?" Cyntha asked, putting her gun away in one smooth action, something that a person would only gain from hours of pratice.
"Yeah it's me... but how did you escape? I thought this place was gone forever. Everybody claimed that there were no surivors." Bridget holstered her weapon sam as her big sister.
Cyntha looked nothing like her youngest sister. She was a couple inches smaller than Bridget, with wild red hair partially falling out of a clip.
"You know how Dad loves going out in style, seems he thought that if everyone thought Atlantis was gone forever it would give us sometime to rescue our friends in the Pegasus Galaxy." Cyntha looked at her sisters comrades. "Cora? Is that really you?!" She asked recgoning the daughter of Ronon Dex and Amelia Banks.
Cora stepped forward, silently slipping her sword and Ronon's blaster back into their respective places. "yeah, seems like we are all on our way to the Pegasus galaxy. Rodney detected at least ten lifesigns when we were in the gateroom."
Cyntha smiled, knowing how Rodney McKay was close to her father and the rest of the former Atlanteans. "Yeah, come on, we need to get out of here before they find us." Cyntha motioned her newly-reunited friends to follow her. Pulling out her weapon, Cyntha led the three women towards the new command center. "Susie and Dad both made it out of the explosion that remolded the gateroom. Boy will they be glad to see you, Brid!" Cyntha waved her hand over the door, opening it for the others, while she watched their six with Bridget.
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Kelly Mitchell was pacing her bridge, driving the remaining O'Neills batty. Finally Addie just got pushed to the point of interanle craziness, beyoung that of a normal dose.
"Kelly, park it or get out!" She told her sister's captain. A lot of commanders have never been talked to in that manner, but this wasn't the usual ship that they were commanding either.
"Sorry, I just want to know what's happening over there." Kelly sighed, sitting down in the throne like chair once again.
"We all do, but it doesn't help matters if your wearing out the carpet." Addilynn spoke softly now, sorry she had snapped at her friend.
Kelly started figeting seconds after Addie had told her to sit down. Raising her eyes heavenward, Addie had a 'why me' look on her face. Spinning around, the blond haired scientist spoke. "Kelly, it might be best if you burn that energy off in the gym. You'll just drive people nuts with your hovering and figeting."
Rising quickly, Kelly headed towards the door, turning back in the hallway outside, looking like she wasn't sure if she should do it or not. "If there's any emergancy, anything, get me."
Addie pointed towards the door, assuring the distrut captain.
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Entering the gym, Kelly ended up face to face with her father. Who know that she thought about it, was always in the gym. Grabbing a couple staffs, Kelly tossed one to her father, who caught it.
Twirling the staffs around, two generations of Mitchell faced each other, each assecing each other's weaknesses.
"So you're Kelly." Cameron tried to get to know his daughter while swung her staff, blocking his blow.
"Your daughter, yes. Looks like I have at least some of your traits." Kelly spoke, pushing his staff backwards and in the process, knocking Cameron on his rear end.
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Addie sighed from relief, now that Kelly wasn't pacing the bridge like crazy she could actually get something done around here. Moving towards the science station, Addie noticed several things at once. One, There were several ships fast aproaching their location, and secondly, A thing was sitting almost ontop of Elizabeth Weir. Shaking her head, Addie radioed up her siblings and parents, knowing they could only combat it if they work together.
