Data and I beamed down onto the Asgard ship where I had been found. I started to look around while Data examined the stasis pod where I had been found. The first thing I noticed was that the ship was not the George Hammond. I looked at Data, he was scanning the pod. "I'm going to head to the control room, they might have left some clues there, they have been known to do that," I said. Data finished scanning the pod and followed me to the control room. I showed him hoe to work the controls and he was very interested, the stones that controlled this ship were unlike anything he had ever seen. I looked around for some type of identification while Data played with the controls, thank goodness I set him up where you could only access recordings; we would have been half way to Atlantis if I set him up at the flight controls. When I finally found some identification I felt an overpowering surge of homesickness, the rune said that the ship was called the Cheyenne, after Cheyenne Mountain where the SGC once and maybe still was.
"May'ang'jho, I think I might have found something," Data said, turning from the panel. He started the recording.
"May'ang'jho," Thor's image said on the screen, "I regret to inform you that the George Hammond was lost in battle with the Replicators before we defeated and integrated the basic model of the Replicators into our technology. During the attack on the George Hammond you were transported onto the Cheyenne but the Replicators deactivated your stasis pod," Thor's head tilted and he seemed apologetic, most likely because of how much Uncle Jack liked me, and so how much the Asgard liked me. "We used the technology which Harlan created when he recreated your parents and integrated the Replicator-based technology which we developed to create a new body for you in hopes of allowing you to see your family again. Unfortunately Samantha Carter died saving you from the Replicators. Daniel Jackson was put into stasis on the Daniel Jackson, along with Teal'c," this bolstered me; my father might still be alive. "We were forced to abandon the Cheyenne after being attacked by a race who called themselves Klingons and we retreated with all of our other ships to our galaxy," the recording ended.
Data looked at me, I was somehow crying, I couldn't figure that out, but Mom and Dad said that their robotic copies were able to do everything normal, not including bleeding, so I guessed that I could too. I smiled at him and then I went over to the consol. Placing my hand on it I experienced one of the strangest sensations. I made my hand interface with the Asgard technology and I acquired the knowledge that I was looking for, where the Asgard home galaxy was. I also received all the information about the ship, including to fact that there was another stasis pod on board. Using my interface with the Cheyenne I accessed the Asgard beaming technology and transported Data and myself to the room with the pod. I smiled at the way that Data seemed so shocked by the transport.
I drew nearer to the stasis pod and Data spoke up. "This devise is identical to the one in which you were found," he said. I nodded; I could see a face in the stasis pod, a very familiar face. My eyes filled you once more, this face was familiar and yet it was alien, the way I was recognizably myself and yet something completely alien. Here was a boy version of my "cousin", Cara O'Neill. I wondered about this for a moment and then I deactivated the stasis. The cover pulled away and I saw for the first time the face of my younger "second cousin".
"Where am I?" he said in a slightly panicked voice. "Dad? Mom?" he asked.
"No, we are not your parents, but it's okay, you are on the Cheyenne, but the Asgard left. My name is May'ang'jho, what's yours?" I said, making my voice sound soft and caring, I had never met this kid, but I felt like I knew him somehow, probably from interfacing with the ship.
"I'm Jarod," he said, "Jarod Mitchell," I nearly choked, Calem, son of Vala Maldoran and Cameron Mitchell must have married Cara to have Jarod.
"This is Commander Data; he works on a starship, like the one your grandmother tried to take from my dad, only this one's better. We are going to borrow the Asgard beaming technology because the Asgard abandoned the ship here when they were under attack and it might have killed us if they had tried to move us," I said, helping Jarod to adjust as his eyes readjusted to light.
"I think I can stand now," Jarod said, so I helped him to his feet. The poor boy, he couldn't have been any older than ten years old. I smiled at him and he smiled back. Putting my hand on the ship and holding on to Jarod's hand I beamed the three of us over to where the Asgard beaming technology controller was. I took it out and held on to it in one hand. Jarod looked at me and I smiled at him, letting him know that it was alright.
"Data to Enterprise," Data said, tapping his badge, "three to beam up," he said and a sparkly yellow light surrounded the three of us and we were on the Enterprise again. Several people pointer their weapons at Jarod, but I placed myself between them and the boy.
"Don't shoot!" I yelled, "He's part of my family!" that got their attention. I continued, quieter now. "He's my second cousin, Jarod, he's Jack O'Neill's grandson, I said, using the little bit of information about my "uncle" as leverage. "He's my Uncle Jack's grandson," I said even quieter.
The group in the transporter room fell silent almost reverently and Data led us to Picard's room. While we were in an empty hallway I stopped and turned to Jarod. "Jarod, if they give you any trouble at all just tell them about your grandfather, okay?"
"Okay, May... Mang..." he tried to pronounce my name.
"You can call me Mango," I said ruffling his hair. We started to walk again.