Hopefully… this is going to be the last chapter! I finished it! Yay. I knew I would.

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Alex sat in the back of the taxi, contemplating the last six weeks. Or, more importantly, the last four days. His hunch had worked. They had given Sam cancer and she had gone back to normal. A little bewildered, but normal. Unfortunately, the person that had come through the Stargate was too far-gone to be saved. He died the day after they had stormed the complex.

Storming the complex had been done in the true American fashion. Go in there with all guns blazing. They had destroyed all the weapons they could find except for one sample which they brought back for Frasier.

It turned out that the whole thing was one of Ba'al's ideas. That wasn't really a surprise. After all, what wasn't?

Two days ago, they had sat down to discuss the little man (it was sad how they had never learnt his name) had got through the Stargate with SG1's IDC. In the end, they assumed that Sam had dropped the GDO when she had been shot, and the man had found it.

Alex wondered how true his little dissection of the scheme had been. They hadn't really bothered to ask.

He was sure of one thing. He'd done more damage than good on his first mission, and maybe pen pushing was the best job for him. Anyway, he was definitely resigning his post on SG1.

The taxi stopped. Alex got out and paid. He stopped and stared at the building he was about to enter. Then he climbed up the steps of the hospital and went in.

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Sam looked happier than he'd expected. She smiled as he walked in. "Hey. Pull up a chair."

Alex gave her the flowers. "How are you?"

Sam sighed. "Better, thanks. I must be the most well person with cancer ever!"

Alex smiled at his shoes. Sam looked at him expectantly. He opened his mouth, made an "ahh" sound and shut it again.

"How did storming the complex go?" Sam asked him.

Alex grinned, enthused. "It was really cool. We set off bombs all over the place. You know, grenades, C4, the whole lot."

He turned his gaze back to his shoes. "Sam, I'm really sorry about the whole thing. I haven't exactly been the most helpful person ever."

Sam grinned at him. "You didn't do anything wrong! Stop beating yourself up about it. Hey, if it wasn't for you dreaming up the whole cancer theory, I would probably be dead."

"No, no. I'm sure Doctor Frasier would have thought of something…"

"But she didn't, you did. Alex, you really didn't do anything wrong. I'm sorry it had to happen on your first time out, but please, stay with SG1. You're part of the team now."

Alex stared at her. "How did you know I was thinking about leaving?"

Sam grinned. "I have inside sources."

Right on cue, Daniel, Jack Teal'c and Cameron walked in. Jack pointed at Alex accusingly.

"You took a taxi! Why weren't we invited! We had to take a limo…"

Sam's eyes widened. "A what!"

"You are being discharged today, right? Otherwise we'll have to take it back, which would be kinda embarrassing." Daniel smiled nervously.

Cameron added his piece, direct as always. "And, we already paid."

Alex grinned, and handed Sam her coat. She took it and said "You will stay right? In SG1?"

He nodded and smiled. "I guess so."

Grinning, SG1 walked out of the hospital, and got into the car.

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Short ending there! Did you like it and do you think I should do another Stargate story with Alex Rider in it? Thankyou for reading and please review!