A/N: Hey faithful readers, I'm sorry it took me so long to update, I just couldn't figure out where to go, but with the return of the 4400, I got an insperation. Where our story picks up, Charlie has been home for a year, maybe a little more. It's at the point where all the 4400s are getting sick. I don't have a specific spot for SG-1. Think of it between the defeat of the Gu'auld and Replicators and the discovery of the Ori.

Charles O'Neill: Returnee Number 2,549

Chapter 4: Scratching the Itch

Charlie was staying at his Aunt Janet's house, and at the moment playing Risk with his cousin Cassie. Two people who before Charlie had been taken, he hadn't known about, but after only a year he couldn't imagine life without them.

And then there was his dad and new step-mom. They had gotten married in a beautiful ceremony. His dad wearing his dress blues, which, for anyone who knows Jack, knows that it had to be very important to wear anything other than his fatiques. His new mom was wearing a long white dress, and Aunt Janet and Cassie were the bridesmaids in lavender.

And for the entire week his dad and new step-mom were enjoying their honeymoon at Jack's house in Minnesota, ignoring the pond that had no fish in it. That's what Cassie said anyway. According to her, when people get married and they go on a honeymoon, no matter where they go, they rarely go anywhere other than the bedroom.

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Cassie never got old of seeing her cousin. Here he was, the little boy who disappeared and left a void in Jack's heart, and she had seen the cloud lift ever since he returned. Even when he was with Sam there was still the moments of sadness. But they were gone.

And while, yes, Jack had been overprotective, making sure that everyone at NTAC knew that this particular 4400 was the son of a Colonel in the Air Force, and had a lot of powerful people behind him, including the president of the United States.

Cassie notices something weird, Charlie kept on itching a spot on his arm, "Charlie, what's the matter?"

"I don't know, it itches."

"Here let me see, you shouldn't scratch, if it is a rash, scratching will only help it spread." Cassie looked on Charlie's arm, and just as she'd suspected, it was a rash, but unlike any she'd ever seen before, for the rash was presented in dots in circular patterns one inside the other.

TBC...

A/N: I know that it's short, and I'm sorry, but I started out pumped and then lacked the momentum. I'll have to rent the second season, rewatch those last episodes, to figure out where this is going to go. Hope you enjoyed!