"We are gathered here today to say goodbye to …"

Major Carter, Dr Jackson and Teal'c all stood solemnly in the crowd, listening to the priest. They were at the funeral out of respect for Colonel O'Neill. His sister had passed away that weekend in a car accident. Colonel O'Neill himself could be seen standing closer to the front of the crowd. They were all surprised to find out that his sister had in fact been Emma Greenwood, one of the more famous Hollywood actors. Colonel O'Neill had never talked about her.

The priest finished, and they began the process of lowering the coffin into the grave. When it was finally buried the crowd began to disperse. The three members of SG1 began to weave their way through to get to Colonel O'Neill, who still stood in his place, staring at the grave.

"O'Neill," said Teal'c.

"Hey Teal'c," Jack didn't bother to turn around.

"Sir, I'm really sorry for your loss".

"It's alright Carter," Jack sighed. "We were never that close".

"We'll give you some time alone". With that, Carter and Teal'c began to move off to join the rest of the crowd. Daniel stayed.

"Daniel, I hope you're not going to pity me too because my patience is wearing out".

Daniel gave a small smile. "No, I know you too well for that". There was a little silence. "You sure you're going to be okay?"

This time, there was no sarcasm, no classic Jack joke about how he wasn't sad, just surprised that he was at a funeral that wasn't for Daniel. None of that. He just sighed and said "Yeah".

Daniel slowly walked away to join Teal'c and Carter, leaving Jack still staring at the grave. He hadn't really lied before to Carter. He and his sister weren't close. But that didn't mean they never had been.

Jack sighed again and made to go join the others, but a man in an official looking suit stopped him.

"Jack O'Neill?"

Great, Jack thought. To the man he said "Yes, that's me". What the hell does this guy want?

"You're Emma Greenwood's sister, correct?"

"Yes," Jack said slowly. Maybe this was some relative or something. Jack had never seen him before.

"I'm in charge of Ms Greenwood's will."

This was not what he'd been expecting. "Come again?"

"Your sisters will. She left you something".

Jack was surprised. He hadn't seen his sister in twenty years, since the big fight. Why would she leave him something? "Listen," he began, "whatever it is, you can just donate it or something. I don't need anything."

The man stared at him. "This isn't something you can donate".

Jack had no idea where this was going. Had she left him her house? "Look I…"

"You are aware of course, that your sister had a child, right?"

"What!" Jack had never even heard that his sister was pregnant, let alone that she had a child. "No, I had no idea…"

"So it's you, is it?" Jack turned around to see a girl standing behind him. She looked to be about fifteen, and she was the perfect replica of his sister. Her eyes were bloodshot and there where tear streaks on her face, though she wasn't crying at the moment. Jack vaguely recalled seeing her standing at the front of the crowd during the funeral. "Great."

"What…"

"Jack O'Neill," the man said. "This Cameryn O'Neill, you're niece. And you are now her new guardian".