Character: Cameron Mitchell
Deep breaths. Take slow deep breaths. He stared at the entrance to the Cheyenne Mountain Complex, still unable to believe his luck. He was there...really there. And he was about to work with SG-1.
So why was Lt. Col. Cameron Mitchell so nervous?
He'd faced harder things than this. He was even nearly killed.
And yet the idea of stepping into SG-1 caused his knees to shake.
He pulled himself up to his full height. No one was going to know. He could hide it well, and hide it he would.
Commanding SG-1 was going to be great. It was going to be everything he thought it would be. No one would suspect that he was fresh blood.
Taking another deep breath, Cameron squared his shoulders and marched inside.
The smell drew her out of her office, her curiosity peaked. Janet peered up and down the hallway. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, yet she followed the scent down the hall.
She reached the kitchen to find Cassie opening the oven. She waited until the girl placed the bread on the stove. Then she wrapped her arms around her.
“Cassie, why didn't you tell me you were coming home this weekend?”
Cassie laughed as she hugged her mother back. “Just thought I'd surprise you.” She stepped back. “Bread?”
“I'd love some.” Janet took a slice and bit into it, savoring the moment.
“Come on, Sam, one more push. Just one more,” Pete cheered as he clutched his wife’s hand.
When the next contraction hit, Sam took a deep breath and pushed as hard as she could. She had done a lot of difficult things in her life, like kill Ga’ould and face computerized bugs, but giving birth had to top them all.
Just when she was ready to give up, a loud cry echoed throughout the room.
“It’s a boy!” the doctor proclaimed.
Sam fell back onto the bed, a wave of relief washing over her. She and Pete had a son.
“Hey, Jack said you were awake now.”
Sam glanced over to see Daniel sitting in the chair beside her bed. She smiled as she met his blue eyes. “Daniel.”
Standing up, he crossed to her bed and gently smoothed her hair back from her face. She took his hand in hers, embracing the warmth that it brought.
“When I get better, can we go do something? Just the two of us?”
Daniel’s smile couldn’t have gotten any bigger. “Sure.”
“Good.” Not letting go of his hand, Sam let her eyelids slide close.
“We’re almost there. Hang on,” Sam said, her knees buckling under Daniel’s weight.
Daniel yelled, indicating that the pain in his leg had grown worse. “Leave me, Sam. Go on and save yourself.”
Sam firmly shook her head. “No, we’re both going through the gate or not at all.”
Ignoring the archeologist’s protests, Sam dialed in the coordinates; staff weapon blasts echoing behind them. Just as a troop of Jaffa broke through the trees, the wormhole appeared.
Grabbing Daniel, Sam shuffled towards the gate. Saying a small prayer, she reached it, and they both safely made it through.
Jonas Quinn eyed the electronic contraption critically. “What is it?”
“I believe it is called a CD player,” Teal’c supplied, also looking at the machine.
“What does it do?”
Teal’c only shrugged as the two of them leaned in a little closer.
Curious, Jonas started pressing buttons. Almost immediately, the player sprung to life as thumping beats and roaring guitars emitted from the small circles with holes. The Kelownian jumped back and stared at it in wonder. Before he knew it, he started moving to the beat.
“I like it,” he announced. “What is this?”
Teal’c only groaned. “A headache.”
Daniel stood in the doorway and watched her. Her hair reflected like a halo in the light, and her eyes focused intently on the project in front of her. She didn’t know he was there.
He had known Sam for seven years. Why did his heart skip a beat every time she looked at him now?
He had made a choice the day he had come back to the command center, and he wasn’t going to back out now. He was going to take their relationship a step farther.
“Carpe diem,” he muttered as he entered the room.
Jonas lay on his back and stared up at the familiar constellations above him. He was home where he belonged.
No matter how happy he was to be back on Kelowna, though, a small part of his heart ached for Earth. Looking over the night sky, he wondered which star was the Earth’s sun. Could he even see it from here?
He missed everything about Earth, especially it’s people. He missed Jack’s sarcasm, Teal’c’s strength, and Sam’s beauty. Would he ever see them again? Sure, he thought. Someday.
For now, though, he was content just looking at the stars.