Yay! A new chapter! Ok...well, I've finally made some friends here in this God-forsaken town, so I'm doing a little better off than I was before. And I got an electric guitar for my birthday! Woo-hoo! Well, thanks, Lil' Cwick for stayin' with me from the beginning! So, I don't own Stargate-SG1 or any of its characters except for the ones that I make up, of course...well, here it is:0D

Chapter 18

"It's about Goddamned time!" Landry exclaimed. "How's he doing?" he asked, gesturing for her to take a seat.

Sam had just walked into the General's office, and hardly sat down before she was met with the comments. "He's...difficult. He's injured physically as well as mentally and emotionally. He's pretty screwed up, General," Sam said. She hated to admit it, but he was so messed up he didn't know left from right.

"Has he woke up, yet?" asked Landry.

"Not yet. He's been asleep for about eight hours. He was talking to Teal'c on the ship, but that was the only person he'd talk to. He'd listen to what others had to say, but he wouldn't say anything for himself. Unless he was talking to Teal'c. I'm sure that...that he'll be back to normal in no time, Sir," she lied, and she knew Landry knew she didn't truly believe that, but he didn't say anything about it.

"How are you holding up, Colonel?" he asked her.

"I'm holding up fine, Sir, thanks," Sam said. But she was lieing about that, too.

"You lie like a rug, Colonel," Landry joked lightly. "Go get some sleep. And tell Teal'c I want to speak with him if you see him on your way, would you?"

"Of course, Sir," said Sam. She sat up from the seat she'd previously taken.

Sam paced the hallways, searching for her quarters when she ran into Daniel, literally.

"Oh, Sam I'm sorry. You ok?" Daniel asked.

"I'll live," she said with a small grin. "I haven't talked to you much lately. How've you been?"

"Well, I've been," he said simply, crossing his arms. "I was just heading to the mess. You wanna go?"

"Sure," she said, walking beside him down to the cafeteria. "Have you seen Teal'c?" she asked.

"Yeah, he's in the waiting room, believe it, or not. I was thinking about going down, myself, but I haven't eaten in God knows how long."

"I know how you feel. You heading down afterwards, then?" Sam asked.

"Yeah," Daniel said as they entered the cafeteria.

Cameron felt like someone had thrown him into a river than had already dried up. His whole body was aching in spite of the drugs he was on. His head was still fuzzy as he tried to remember where he was. He'd been doing a lot of remembering, lately, but not everything was piecing together properly. Like why he was actually comfortable for the first time in over a month. Earth, he thought to himself.

Mitchell sat up slowly, biting back the pain it brought, then looked around the room. His eyes were still half closed as the blurriness began to fade, but the light in the room made sure that he wasn't going to be able to open them all the was.

"Colonel?" came a voice.

Cam turned to his left to see the woman doctor beside him holding a chart. "Wha' hap'n?" Cam asked indistincly.

"You're in the infirmary. On Earth," Lamm added. "Do you remember your name?"

"Mitchell," he said tiredly.

"Good, do you remember how you got here?" Lamm asked him softly.

He nodded slightly, bringing out the pain in his neck and upper back. "Odyssey," he mumbled, closing his eyes. A moment later, his head fell back against the pillows. "Carolyn?" he asked weakly.

"Yeah," she said, surprised he remembered her name, of all things.

"Chiron...'s he ok?" Cam whispered, opening his eyes slightly.

"He's ok. You did a good thing in saving him, Cameron. You've got a visitor, by the way. He's been wanting in here for a while, you up for it?" Lamm asked.

"Yeah," Cmaeron said.

Lamm walked out, then reentered a moment later with Teal'c behind her.

"How are you feeling, Colonel Mitchell?" Teal'c asked him.

"Peachy," he whispered. His headache was growing by the second, and just talking was wearing him out. He closed his eyes again, but remained awake. "How is everyone?"

"Everyone is...peachy," Teal'c repeated. "Would you like to be left alone, Colonel Mitchell?"

"No, it's good having someone to talk to. Hey, I'm getting my memory back. There's some bits here and there I can't quite catch, but it's falling together," Cam said, opening his eyes back up again, letting a smile form over his face.

"It is good to have you back. General Landry speaks of putting a universal tracking device on you. And a leash," Teal'c said with a smile.

Cam laughed lightly, trying not to disturb his wounds too much. "Even though I should feel offended, I think it would help. The one I got now's probably smashed to bits, but I don't think it's universal, anyways," he joked. Once, again, his eyelids slid shut.

"You are tired, Colonel Mitchell. I will leave you to rest," Teal'c said, standing up.

"You come back later?" Mitchell asked, almost inaudably.

"I will," Teal'c replied, then left.

Ah, finally! It's not over, yet. I think I've just got one more chapter left to do, and I'll let you guys go. Have you heard that song "She let herself go"? It's pretty old by now, but it's a pretty good song. ANyways, thanks, again, for sticking with me this long, we've finally moved back to Iowa again, and this is now four times that we've moved since October last year. But I'm happy we're back, because the drug capital of Missouri wasn't too fun. Well, bie:0D