Ok, sorry it's been so long since I've updated, but I just moved and haven't had any internet access, so thanks to all you who've stayed with me, even though there's only like, four of you but you guys are awesome...anywho...here's the story, I hope you like this chapter, cuz the last one was kind of a u-kno chapter, so I hope this one will turn out better. Also, I'm gonna try to wrap this up pretty soon. The story, I mean. Here it is:0D

Chapter 17

"The Odessey's gonna beam us out in a couple of minutes, so we gotta try to stay alive for that long, ok?" Sam joked to Cameron.

"I think I'll manage," Cameron said quietly. "These guys are serious. They're not like the Goa'uld," Cameron told the others.

They were all sitting in a dark storage room, waiting for the beam. Once they were beamed out, they were to destroy the vessel. Cameron pulled his knees up to his chest as best he could without causing too much pain, and looked down at the floor, putting his hands on the back of his head.

"How you holding up, Mitchell?" asked Daniel, leaning over toward him.

"I'm fine," said his muffled voice.

"We'll be able to get you to a doctor when we get back to the ship. All we gotta do is wait," Sam said.

As though it would be easy. Cameron had waited far longer than he'd liked. His chest hurt like hell, his muscles were soar, his stomache and leg burned like hell, and his shoulder felt like it was out of its socket. He wanted to get off that ship as soon as it was possible.

Cameron squoze his eyes shut at the blinding pain in the back of his head. He'd had the same migrane nearly the entire time he'd been there. He couldn't remember one this bad since-well, he could remember much, but he was pretty sure he hadn't had one like this for a long while.

A few seconds later a bright light enveloped them, and at that moment, Mitchell panicked. He remembered the pain of the last trip he'd had by way of "glowing light thing," and he hadn't liked it one bit. He jumped back, but felt the strange sensation of the beam, and next thing he knew, he was on the Prometheus. He looked around frantically, stumbling over his own feet, trying to get away from the others.

"Cam, it's ok, you're on the Prometheus," said Sam, cautiously inching toward him.

Cam stared at her for a moment with a scared look in his eyes.

"You need to see Doctor Lamm. Can you walk to the infirmary?" she asked, reaching his side.

"Yeah. What the hell was that?" he whispered to her, not wanting to embarrass himself anymore than he already had.

"That was Asgard beaming technology. Like the transporters on Star Trek," Sam said.

"I remembr that," said Cameron.

"The beaming technology?" asked Sam.

"No, Star Trek," Mitchell told her. "I'm remembering a lot of things, now. The Stargate Program, the team, Landry. I remember..." his voice trailed off as the not-so-fond memories invaded his mind, and he tried to push them away.

A moment later, they reached the ship's infirmary, being met by Dr. Lamm.

"You should've called me down, it would've been a lot easier for him," Carolyn scolded the others. "You're gonna have to wait outside while I get him cleaned up. It looks like I'll have a little more to do than just bandaging today," she said with a slight smile. "Take a seat on the bed."

Mitchell did as she said as the others headed for the door, Sam lingering behind. "It'll be ok, Cam. It's nice to have you around again. We've missed you a lot," she said, then left.

Lamm walked back from her counter, pulling on her gloves. "It's been a while, Mitchell. Been quiet," she joked, getting a small smile fron him. "All right, then. Let's see what we've got."

Yeah, that's it, for now. All right? Yay for Cam! He finally got home! Well, on the ship headed for home...Again, I know it's been like, a month since I've updated this thing, but we just now got the internet up and going, so yeah. Well, thanks, and please review! Bie:0D