Okay, as promised, here's Rand's life growing up. If you are reading this and have not read The Beginning, go and read that first otherwise you'll be lost if you read any of these sequels. The chapters for this will vary in legnth, but each chapter will be one year of Rand's life. If there's any confusion about the story, just let me know via review and I'll do my best to address the issue. Happy reading!

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Janet Fraiser watched wearily as a five-year-old boy ran around the house, being chased by a four-year-old girl. She rubbed the bridge of her nose and looked up at the ceiling of her house.

"Why is raising kids so hard?" she demanded. As the boy came running by again she bent down and quickly scooped him up. "Rand, what have I told you about running in the house?" she asked.

"Um…don't do it while you're around?" he asked with an innocent look.

"No running in the house period young man," Janet corrected. "That goes for you as well Kira," she called after the little girl. She turned back to Rand. "Now is your homework done?"

"Yes Aunt Janet," Rand answered.

"Good. Now go on and wash up. It's almost dinner time." The two kids nodded and ran to the bathroom. Janet sighed and rolled her eyes, giving up. She walked into the study and smiled softly as she saw Daniel buried in books and papers. "It's almost dinner," she said. When he didn't look up she walked over to him and began rubbing his shoulders. He immediately stopped riffling through the papers and closed in eyes, a smile on his face.

"You wanted something?" he asked.

Janet smiled. "It's time to eat," she said. He nodded and rose to his feet, marking a page in a book before he closed it. "What are you working on this time?"

"I'm trying to find out more about that prophecy Jonas and Sam translated, but I'm not having any luck."

"You're worried about what the future holds for Rand, aren't you?" Janet asked.

Daniel nodded. "He's going to have to face the Dark One at some point in his life. Part of me just wants to hide him here on Earth for the rest of his life. If anything happens to him, I just feel like we'll have failed Jack and Sam."

Janet embraced him and looked into his soft blue eyes. "You know they'd never think that," she said. "Besides, we can't keep Rand here forever. He's not our son as much as we want him to be. I have a feeling he'll be too much like his parents when he's older. Hell, he's already like them."

"What do you mean?" Daniel asked.

"You think he listens to a word I tell him?" Janet asked.

Daniel slowly smiled and kissed Janet on the forehead. "So, what's for dinner?"

Rand lay curled up on his bed, the Star Wars sheets and bedspread covering his small body. Tucked tightly under one arm was a worn looking Lucky stuffed toy from 101 Dalmatians. He let out a whimper and began tossing and turning.

Janet came rushing into the room and pulled the thrashing child towards her. Rand woke up, his eyes wild with fear as tears streamed down his face. "It's okay Rand. It was only a dream," Janet soothed.

The small boy held tightly onto Janet, afraid to let go. "It…it felt real," he whispered, looking up at her.

"Do you want to tell me about it?" Janet asked.

"Some…someone was…was hurting me," Rand said slowly, his voice trembling. "And I…I couldn't stop them and I was all alone and…" he began, his voice rising.

"Shhh…its okay Rand. You're not alone. I'm here…I'm here," Janet whispered comfortingly. She gently picked him up and sat on his bed. She pulled in into her lap and he rested his head against her. Janet reached down and pulled a blanket over him as he slowly fell asleep.

Janet looked up as Daniel walked quietly into the room. "Nightmare?" he whispered softly.

Janet nodded. "That's the third one this week. It was the same one too," Janet replied quietly. "I'm worried about him Daniel. Sam was a dreamwalker. From what Aviendha told me about them, they can see glimpses of the future."

"So?" Daniel asked.

"What if what he's dreaming about is his future? I know he's not our son," she said, "but he's close enough to it."

"Janet, he could be the Heir of the Dragon. If that's the case, then we have no control over what happens to him," Daniel said.

"I don't give a damn about any prophecy!" Janet hissed. "He's just a boy. He deserves a life that's his."

"We can't control him forever Janet. We will have to tell him about what really happened to Jack and Sam when he's older," Daniel said.

Janet sighed. "I know." Janet slowly eased herself out from Rand and kissed him gently on the head. The two adults slipped out of the room and closed the door.

"Uncle T!" Rand cried happily, throwing himself at the large Jaffa.

Teal'c patted Rand on the back as he hugged him. "You are growing very well Rand O'Neill," Teal'c said. "Happy Birthday.

Rand smiled and straightened. "I'm six now!" he said proudly. He looked past Teal'c and rushed over to a short woman. "Aunt Jenny!" he exclaimed.

Hailey bent down and swept the boy up and twirled him around. "You're getting big!" she said. "You'll be taller than me next year."

"No I won't," he said, rolling his eyes.

Hailey chuckled. "You're probably right. So did you have a party with your friends yesterday?" she asked as they walked over to Janet and the others.

"Uh-huh," he nodded. "I got the most candy from the pintata!" he said proudly.

"It's piñata Rand," Janet corrected with a smile.

"Oh," he said. He grabbed onto Teal'c's hand and tried to pull the large man towards the house. "Uncle T, you gotta see this game I got!" he begged, pulling Teal'c with all his might. Teal'c took a step forward. As he did so, Rand lost his grip and went sprawling into the grass. He jumped up and glared at Teal'c.

"My apologies," Teal'c said, bowing his head.

"Now you have to come and see my game," Rand said, folding his arms.

"Very well," Teal'c said and followed him inside.

Janet shook her head. "Why do I get the feeling he's going to give me more gray hairs than Kira?"

"Because he's Jack and Sam's son?" Hailey suggested.

"Good point," Janet said and the three adults laughed.


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