Takes place after oneshot, "Right Decision".

Thanks swish101 for the comment and info :)

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"A vision of hope is what others need. And at least here I know that you have helped us more than you will ever know." Janet gazed at him momentarily, breaking out into a small noticeable smile that mirrored his glance of appreciation as he clasped his hands together. "You must have a million questions about this place."

It took a moment, pausing as she looked around the room. It was just the two of them now. Bryon had gone to catch up and had excused himself. "I do, but first I'm thinking that I would be better suited if I weren't walking around in a hospital gown and robe, and rather that I be wearing some civilian clothes like the rest of you."

"Right, well I thought you might tell me that. So I had the liberty of having my wife, actually it's Bryon's wife--I'm not actually married--well she sewed up the clothes that you were wearing when you had been found. In fact I heard that they were looking brand new the last time I checked."

"Brand new huh?" She half teased, tilting her head with a positive smile. "Now this woman I would like to meet. Although I make a good plate of food, I could never sew to save my life. When my daughter Cassie was growing up she got into the holiday of Halloween and wanted me to make costumes. We finally decided that buying a costume from somewhere, or better yet using what we had we found was a better option rather then put up with my sewing skills every year."

Bryon chuckled, "I think she would like to meet you too. Her name is Luna, and she is nine months along, due any day now with her and Bryon's first child. Frankly the man is a mess. That and Luna begged me to keep him busy in hopes that he would stop bugging her every minute over at the house; the whole thing seems to be working."

"Sounds like a typical nervous man, who is about to become a father."

"Yeah. He is definitely a nervous man." Nodding, he spotted a folded bag across the room, sitting on a shelf. He grabbed the bag and handed it to her. She looked up at him expectantly. "However there's a first for everything."

"Those clothes that you were hoping for, seemed to drop out of thin air. No. Somebody, probably Bryon put them there since Luna has him running around in his spare time." Laughing, he folded his arms lightly over his chest. "Right your daughter. Cassie? You mentioned her as you were waking up the first time."

Unwrapping the clothes, her fingers over her camaflouges, her hat--all like brand new. "Yeah, she's a great kid. Actually heading off to college soon for the first time. She'll probably never believe that it will be harder to let her go than what she thinks when actually taking off."

"Well give it time and then see what she thinks about that." Bowing his head then looking back up at her, he had a humored look on his expression. "I have a nephew who just got married to the sweetheart of his dreams. Great kid, but when he went off from his family he thought, oh yeah this will be great. Turns out a few months later when he realized that things changed that he missed his family more than he knew. Now he comes down to Bryden to visit more often."

"Well the only downside to Cassie having a mother as a doctor would be the medical knowlege inside my head and my willigness to keeping her away from all things bad. Especially since she'll tell you that she can hardly escape the doctorly mother radar that always seems to stand in her way when she wanted to hang out with her friends or with her boyfriend."

"Ah, the teenage years. What some of us wouldn't do to go back to those days and do some of them over. What? I was once human. Went to a nice college. I actually got seperated from my teammates like you did when we came through the Stargate. I wanted to collect data and bring it back, however I chose to stay here when I saw what shape the people of Bryden were in. I don't think they really needed a doctor but I stayed just to help organize the city. Since then, which just happens to be about five years ago we've been able to make this place grow."

"Now that this place seems settled you wouldn't consider coming back to earth?"

Bryon shook his head. "I don't think I could. You know, you stay in this place for too long and you're attached. Not just to the people but also to the beauty of the place. Something about it is magnifying and takes you away from all the troubles in your life." Staring out the window, he took in an abrubt breath of air. "That's why when you go back I would like it if you would take all my research back with you." He began sifting through one of the drawers in the desk, removing a few things so a large file was visible. Carefully he removed the file and placed it on the desk.

"And this is all the research you've collected since the last five years that you've been here?" Her lips pursed in amazement, fingers brushing across the top of the file.

One quick nod. "Yep, it's been sitting in this drawer, growing with research. Medicines. Medical knowledge. This place is much more advanced than anything I've ever seen. It's remarkable, something that I've wished to see for years."

"So when you found that wish, you didn't want to leave. That definitely makes sense, but one thing that doesn't is have you ever thought that somebody might be missing you?" She folded her arms tightly since there seemed to be a draft of cool air coming from somewhere. Posing the question, he opened his mouth to answer her but then realized that she never really meant for him to answer, but rather it was something for him to think about.

Five years and he had never really thought about who missed him. He had stayed because he thought it had been necessary and he hadn't looked back enough to let anyone on the team--or even his own friends know that he was still alive and well. And here she was, standing right in front of him and eager to go back to let her own friends and daughter know that she was still alive.