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Lacy here kids. Holy damn, I'm on a roll. My normal writing is breaking through its brick wall and we're getting back in action! SWEET! Onto this chapter, the first chapter for the Lost Episodes. Before Grace dives into the many MANY reports from the SGC, she's gonna tell Cera about meeting Present Henry Hayes for the first time. I promise, it'll make sense why I felt the need to do this episode. Have fun!
Disclaimer: I own Cera and Grace.
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Grace bounced Cera in her lap after Jack and Sam left. "Ready to learn about Mommy's past, baby?"
Cera grinned. "Yay!"
Grace laughed. "Alright, let's start with the first time Mommy met Grampa Henry. It was back when Mommy was a bit older then you, I was ten I think, and I went with my Bumpa to the White House,"
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Grace adjusted her dress pants and exhaled.
"You're fidgeting." George said.
Grace looked at him. "Can you blame me? I have to meet the President, again, so I can continue to be allowed on base. I'm," she shifted. "maybe a little nervous."
George smiled. "An O'Neill? Nervous? I never thought I'd see the day."
Grace huffed. "Oh be quiet Bumpa."
"General, Miss O'Neill," the President's secretary came out. "he's ready for you."
Grace stood up and walked in front of George into the Oval Office. It basically looked the same as the last time Grace was there. Not that she remembered that well as she was three, maybe four years old at the time.
"George," President Henry Hayes greeted with a smile. "long time."
George smiled a shook his head. "Too long sir."
Henry looked at Grace. "And who might you be?"
Grace stepped forward and held out her hand. "Grace Carter O'Neill sir."
Henry shook her hand, surprised at how confident she was. "Very nice to meet you Grace." he stepped back. "So you're the reason for this meeting."
Grace nodded. "Yes sir."
Henry motioned to the two couches. "Well let's sit and we'll talk some."
Grace sat across from George and Henry. "I wanted to thank you first, Mr. President."
Henry frowned. "For what?"
"For not rising to Vice President Kinsey's agenda." Grace said. God it still sounded so weird calling him that. "I'm sure you were told we don't have the best history with him."
Henry leaned back. "Well no one came right out and said it but I got the impression. Exactly how bad a history?"
George held back a snort as Grace chuckled a bit.
"Oh Mr. President we don't have nearly enough time for me to run through that list." she said.
Henry laughed. "Alright then, let's get down to why we're here." he cleared his throat. "I understand you've been around the Stargate Program since you were three."
Grace nodded. "That's correct."
"And you're home schooled?"
Grace nodded again. "I am. When SG-1 isn't off world, Daniel Jackson is my tutor and when he is, various people around the base help teach me."
"So you're well taken care of."
"Yes sir, I am." At any other time these questions would have annoyed Grace but she knew that Henry needed to make sure Grace was taken care of and properly schooled while on base.
"And how often do you go off world?" Henry asked.
Grace exhaled. "Uh I've actually only gone off world a handful of times. My parents don't want to risk my safety as it's not always guaranteed to be risk free."
Henry nodded. "Good, good." he lightly smacked his hands down on his thighs. "Well Grace from what I've read in the reports for SG-1, you are just as vital to the success of the SGC as your parents and their team. I wouldn't dream of taking that away from any of you."
Grace smiled. "So I can continue to be on base."
Henry smiled as well. "As long as your school work doesn't suffer, which I'm sure your parents see to, and you continue to help keep this planet safe then yes, you may stay."
Grace's smile grew. "Sir, I'm not sure you could stop me from fighting for this planet if you wanted to."
Henry laughed as he stood, motioning for Grace to do the same. "Exactly what I wanted to hear." he held out his hand. "It was very nice meeting you Grace. I'm sure I'll see you again."
Grace shook his hand. "You can count on it sir."
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"Things were a little bumpy with Grampa for a while," Grace said to Cera, who was watching her with wide eyes. "but that was because of his Vice-President, who is another story all together." she paused. "and maybe a story for when you're a lot older. Mommy's not sure she can use nice words."
Cera frowned. "Bad words bad, Mommy."
Grace smiled at her five year old. "I know kiddo," she reached into one of the boxes and pulled out a file. "Alright, next story."
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And there we have it kids, the first chapter for the Lost Episodes. Grace is right, Kinsey might be a story for when Cera's older. There's really no nice way to talk about that man. Okay, let me know what you think, flame policy stands and thanks for reading.
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