Told you I'd be back...soon. Soon enough for you to not go crazy. Unless you were already on the edge, and this just sent you off...if that's the case, then I'm terribly sorry. Thank you people for your reviews. All that good stuff. I don't own these characters, although I've just convinced Brad Wright to let me rent them...bwa ha ha ha! What to do, what to do...this is the first time I've reached chapter 10 on a fanfic!...anyways, the outcome!

Chapter 10

Cameron stared blankly at the woman, as he couldn't think of what to say, and obviously, neither did she. She seemed vaguely familiar, like he knew her, somehow...the keyword, how? Behind her were many people, but only one caught his eye. A brown-skinned man with a symbol on his forhead. The man he'd seen two weeks ago in a memory he'd obtained. He was confused to hell, and...what the hell was hell? He shook his head, and spoke.

"Excuse my manners, ma'am, would you like to come in?" Cameron asked her, stepping aside, looking at each person, trying to remember why they were so familiar.

Sam was stunned. Ma'am? There was obviously something wrong with him.

She saw Garrune approach from behind Cameron, and thought to go after him, but Teal'c beat her to it. He pushed Garrune up against the wall and held him in place by wedging the man's neck between his forarm and the wall. "What did you do to him?" Teal'c asked, applying pressure with his arm.

"Let him go, now!" he heard Cameron say as he felt metal touch the back of his neck. Teal'c backed away from Garrune, the gun still pressing against his skin.

Sam decided it would be a good time to step in. "Cameron, it's us. We're just trying to help you. Put your gun down. Please," Sam said, overwhelmed by emotions. She was happy he was alive, stunned, even, but scared of what had been done to him, and angry Garrune had a part in it.

"Shut up. Remove your weapons, then we'll talk," Cameron said, glancing at Sam with emotionless eyes.

No matter what happened to Cameron, whether he was somehow bad, or brainwashed, Sam knew he would be fair, and give them a chance. At least, she hoped he would. She nodded to the others, at the same time, removing her machine gun, pistol, but leaving her knife, hoping he wouldn't search her. Once everyone had removed their weapons, Cameron pointed the gun at Sam.

"Everyone had a knife. Where's yours?" he asked her.

She sighed, then removed her knife, tossing it onto the ground beside her.

Cameron, looking satisfied, lowered his weapon, but didn't holster it. "Go in there," he said, pointing to what looked like it could have been a frontroom. Once they were all in and seated, he put his gun away. "What brings you here? And how do you know my name?" He was desperately hoping they knew something about who he was, or where he was from. He'd nearly given up hope.

"Why doesn't he remember us?" she asked harshly, turning to Garrune.

"His memory was damaged when you blew up the ship. You did not know he was alive, it was not you fault. But, nontheless, he was nearly killed, as was I. I let him go, and intended to stay, but I heard him...cry out, if you will. It was pained, so I went to see. He was alive, but severely injured. I carried him from the ship and brought him back to health. Physically. Not mentally, though, unfortunately. He has no rememberance of who you are, who he is, and where he is from. I have tried to help him regain him memory, but it has been mostly unsuccessful," Garrune said.

"But we thought he was executed by Sha'kura," said Daniel.

"He was supposed to be, yes. But our ships were being fired upon, so we had to leave, and postpone his death," Garrune explained.

"I remember you," Cameron said, pointing at Teal'c. "What's your name?" he asked.

"Teal'c," he replied.

"Cameron, we have to get you back to the base. You need to get checked out by our doctors. Come with us," Sam said.

"Garrune?" Cameron said, looking to him for assistance. He didn't know what he was supposed to do, and it scared him to death. He was supposed to be happy, wasn't he? That he found his friends? What was wrong?

"You need to go home, now, Colonel Mitchell. It is well past time. Go," Garrune said.

"Thank you for your help. I won't forget about you," he said, then laughed.

"You will try, at the least," said Garrune, getting at why he laughed.

Cameron stood, as did everyone else. He turned to Garrune, then held out his hand. Garrune took it, and Cameron shook it. Garrune looked confused, and so did Cameron, after he thought about what he'd just done, and why he'd done it.

"It's a hand shake. You do it when you leave," Daniel said, understanding Cameron's confusion.

"I'll be back, Garrune," Cameron told him.

"Go," Garrune said, then sat back down. "I will be here."

"Thank you," he said, before turning and heading out the door, after stopping while the team picked up their weapons.

"So, who are you guys?" Cameron asked.

"Well, I'm Sam, this is Daniel. You obviously know Teal'c. This is Lt. Jim Jonson, and Mjr. Zach Renken. I don't think you've met them, yet. We can explain everything when we get back to the base, ok?" asked Sam. "It'll be easier, once you're home."

Cameron looked at her as they walked and gave her a small smile. "Yeah. Home."

Home, home on the base! Where the beer and the soldiers lose grace! Where often is heard an explicit word! And the sky is not seen all day! Except for when you go off-world! Oh, he's farther from home than he knows...(what does she mean?) Dun dun dun dun! Bie:0D