Klon
My first fan fic.
I don't own Carson or the members of SGA-1
Epilogue
Andrew stepped through the event horizon into the gate room that was so very familiar to him, however, he was sure his memories weren't his own. He glanced at the ancient room and up the large stairs towards the balcony. He heard the collective gasp of several people in the control room. His eyes landed on the dark-haired woman leaning over the railing.
"Carson…" Her voice died out as she seemed shocked. Ye don't know this woman. Pretend ye are meeting her for the first time. The memories ye have are not real. As his eyes met hers, Andrew saw a deep sadness there.
Behind her, Andrew could see a couple of faces that he remembered: Major Lorne and Chuck, the gate technician. Both men looked shocked, but their mouths instantly began to curl into smiles.
"Look, mom, we brought home a stray. We fed him, and he just followed us home. Can we keep him?" John said with a smile, as he stepped out of the wormhole and caught sight of the shocked expressions around them.
"May I introduce Andrew Beckett," Teyla announced with a smile. "We met him on Acronicus. He was unfortunately in the company of Michael. However, he helped us escape from him and choose to come with us. We need to make Andrew and his children comfortable."
"Andrew." Elizabeth took a few shaky steps before gaining her composure. She moved quickly down the stairs to the gateroom floor, and pulled Andrew into a hug. "I am very glad to meet you. We missed you! Welcome to Atlantis!" When she pulled back from him he could see the tears glistening in her eyes. Her hand touched his long hair gently and she giggled girlishly as she studied his face.
"Thank you," Andrew's response was short, but he was unsure of how to respond. He didn't have a chance to think as Major Lorne began patting him warmly on the back.
"Nice to meet you doctor." Lorne looked genuinely happy to see him and kept patting him on the back.
"John, I think we should skip the trip to the infirmary for now and adjourn to the conference room. There you can let me know exactly what happened and how we are lucky enough to have such a wonderful guest." Elizabeth held her hand out and motioned up to the conference room.
"Sounds like a good plan. Anything to skip a trip to the infirmary," John said with a smile as he started up the steps.
"I said 'for now,' John," Elizabeth called out behind him, taking Andrew's arm and leading him up the stairs. As they reached the top, it was Andrew's turn to look shocked.
"Dr. Zelenka? Ye are alive!" They could see the excitement in Andrew as he came face to face with an equally shocked Radek Zelenka. Andrew remembered the cold body of the Czech scientist being brought into his infirmary. He remembered trying to revive the body before having to call the time of death. He remembered the Czech as the only person that he could remotely call a friend from his pre-Michael days. I suppose that is why Michael had him killed in my memory, because he was a friend. This lays to rest any doubts I may have had about my memories.
"Carson? How?" Radek's mouth dropped open, and he pushed his glasses back to make sure what he thought he saw was what he was actually seeing. The Czech scientist continued to sputter in shock until Rodney tapped him on the shoulder.
"Zelenka, I'd like you to meet Andrew Beckett. Andrew does not remember everything about us and what he does remember has been colored by Michael. Why don't you join us in the conference room?" Rodney turned the smaller man around and led him to the open door.
∞SGA∞
"I like it here way better than the ship with the wraith guards. I'm glad we came here, Andrew," Traysha giggled as she scooped macaroni and cheese into her mouth. "The food is better, and I like the ocean."
"Yeah, we've never seen so much water before. Where do you hunt?" Brador asked Ronon, trying to warm up to the Satedan.
"I only hunt wraith," the large man grunted as he also shoveled macaroni and cheese into his mouth.
"That's what I want to hunt, too," the little boy said.
"Someone's got a case of hero worship," John smiled as he looked from the little boy to the big man.
Andrew smiled at the two men. For days he had been recovering Carson's memories. He remembered the hero worship that the young Jinto had for John and knew that John was a little envious that the warrior was getting the attention.
The memories hit Andrew like a ton of bricks, catching him off guard and often leaving him reeling from the emotions behind them. He knew that Michael had altered some memories to create a feeling of hate for the Atlanteans, but he was amazed that the real memories were just below the surface, waiting for the right trigger to bring them out.
"Traysha, lass, I'm glad we came too." Andrew kissed the top of her head and smiled at his new family, feeling completely happy for the first time that he could remember.
∞SGA∞
"Hello, Dr. Beckett. I am so glad to see you." A young marine said while running past the doctor in the hall.
"Good to see ye again too, Kagan, lad!" Andrew called after him, loosing sight of him as he bounded around the corner. He smiled at the now empty hall. He remembered the bright eager young man who was always so polite and happy to help. The young man had recovered completely from his injuries, and Andrew was glad that he had stayed on Atlantis after recovering.
Andrew continued his trip to the conference room and took a seat between Rodney and John. Everyone seemed to want to touch him, hug him, or just talk to him. The ladies seamed more fascinated by his wavy hair, often touching and caressing it. Andrew was not unhappy about all the attention he was getting; he enjoyed being close to everyone.
"I just saw Lt. Kagan in the hall. I'm glad to see he recovered from his abdominal trauma. I still feel bad about not being able to save Barroso though," Andrew shook his head sadly as he pictured the young sergeant that passed away because of a wraith mind manipulator and his neglect.
Rodney and John both turned to stare at him, their mouths open slightly as they both realized the memory Andrew had just recalled was of M1B-129.
"Andrew, how do you know what happened on M1B-129? You weren't there. Carson was," Rodney said quietly, looking at the doctor intently.
"What are you talking about, man. I know it was really Carson there, but I remember it like it was me," Andrew answered confused.
"Andrew, that happened after Michael created you," John put his hand on Andrew's arm and turned Andrew to face him. "It was Carson on that planet, not you. Only Carson could have that memory."
The End?
A/N: Thank you everyone who took the time to read my story. Your feedback made me happy and encouraged me to keep writing. I hope to write some more – perhaps Andrew is more than they thought he was.