This happens far earlier in the year than it did in the original series. I figure Sam wouldn't hang around with Kasuf for several months before unburying the gate and dialing home. That never made sense to me. Why didn't Kasuf unbury the gate early, and reunite his pregnant daughter with her husband?

"Sha're!" Daniel exclaims. "Sam just called, she claims that she's fine."

"Daniel, you know that Sam is a Goa'uld," I remind him.

"I do know that, but… Kasuf was there too. He says she is acting normally. So maybe she found a magic cure like Thor's Hammer. Or maybe she really is still a Goa'uld, and your people are at risk. Either way we're going to go visit. I just wanted to know if you wanted to come, bring the baby, and see your family."

I haven't been home since Skaara was captured almost eight months ago, and Dad has seen my baby. But I don't want to go. The thought fills me with the memory of Skaara being taken. "Yeah, I'll come with you."

"You don't have to," he says, sensing my reluctance.

"No, my husband can't go and visit my father without me."

"Are you scared?" he asks, hugging me.

"Memories," I mutter.

"You really don't have to. I can tell Kasuf that they wouldn't let her come."

"Naima should meet her grandpa. Even though I really wish she were going to be meeting her grandpa and her uncle."

"I know," he says, hugging me.

"Maybe Sam will be coming home," I say.

"I hope so," Daniel says. "We have to go gear up."

When we get through the gate, Teal'c levels his zat at Sam.

"You don't need to do that, Teal'c, I'm not going to hurt anybody," Sam says.

"How are you not a Goa'uld?" Jack asks harshly. "Why should we believe you?"

"I still have a Goa'uld in me, she's just inactive right now," Sam says.

"Why?" Jack says suspiciously.

"Because I'm pregnant," Sam says.

"Who is the father?" Jack says.

"Really?" I say, glaring at him. "She's been captured, had her body taken over, and tortured, and you're asking…"

"Apophis," Sam interrupts, looking down.

"Oh, Sam," I say in sympathy.

"How are we going to know this isn't a trap?" Jack asks.

"You can't. If you do an MRI, she'll still be in my head. And the truth is, the moment that I give birth, she is going to reappear. She can't come now, or the baby will die. And Aphophis won't let that happen, because he wants this baby as a new host."

"No," I say in horror.

"How pregnant are you?" Jack asks.

"We need to move, O'Neill," Teal'c says.

"What?" He says.

"By taking her to the base, we either rescue Major Carter or we capture a Goa'uld. Either way, we are successful," Teal'c says.

"I agree," Jack says suddenly, "Move out people."

"Sha'uri, are you leaving already?" Abba asks.

I look at Dan'yel. "Would it be alright if we stayed a little longer, Jack?" Dan'yel asks.

Jack pauses, "Yeah, we'll expect you back in what say… two days?" he asks.

Dan'yel nods.

"All right; move, people!"

When we have seen our friends through the gate, I draw out the baby that I have had wrapped around me. "This is your granddaughter, Abba."

"Ah," he says, holding the child close to him. "What is she called?"

"Naima," I say.

"Yes, well, 'joy' she is." The baby whimpers, and he rocks her back and forth. He's good with babies. Was he good with me when I was small? What was Abba like before Omm died? I'm having trouble trusting my memory. "Come daughter, and we shall feast," he says.

I was glad that I took a visit to see Abba, and sad that I waited as long as I did. But as soon as I went back to Earth, I knew I needed to have a chat with Sam.

She's sitting in a prison cell, and I take a seat that's been provided in the room outside of her cell.

"Hi," I say.

"Hello," she says absently.

"So how far along are you?" I ask.

"A little over two months," she says.

"Ah, the time when you are nauseous, and hungry, and exhausted."

"Yeah," she mutters with a slight smile.

"So, I take it they don't exactly believe you?" I ask.

"I have no proof," she says.

"Well, you certainly sound like yourself."

"But the Goa'uld can do that," she says. There is a long pause before she goes on, "Sha'uri, you understand, because you carried a baby within you. I don't care if this thing is evil. Or the child of evil, or whatever. But it's mine, Sha'uri. And there is a good chance that I'm not going to be able to raise it…"

"Sam, you didn't even need to ask. Of course I would take care of your baby."

"Thank you, Sha'uri. I truly appreciate it. But… I have a father. God, he's going to be disappointed in me, having a baby and not taking care of it. But it can't be helped. I want him to… I don't want to hurt your feelings, but he's family…"

"I understand, he raised you," I say with a smile.

She nods, "But when the baby's born, and I stop being me, you're going to have to take this baby to him. Explain it to him."

"Of course. How are you doing?"

"Fine, I guess."

"Well, you're pregnant and in prison. I wouldn't call that fine."

She sighs, "It's better this way, because so help me I'm not going back to that monster." I pause, just waiting for her to continue, "If Amaunet showed up at any point during my pregnancy, the baby would have died. That includes conception," she mutters.

"Oh, so that was all you," I mutter quietly.

She nods, "Took three months, and he kept me for over two months afterward just to make sure I was pregnant. I tried to lie about it once… hoping it would stop. And he dropped me off in your world, thought he was dropping me home. It was risky; I mean, he knew he'd have to re-abduct me. But I'd made that much of a bother of myself - mostly talking, but inflicting pain whenever I could get the chance. I gave him a pretty good injury to his baby maker once. I was hoping it was permanent."

"Good job," I offer.

"Fat lot of help, I'm still pregnant with his baby," she mutters.

"Your baby," I correct.

"He's counting on Amaunet returning to him. He never imagined a human being willing to live in prison for months to keep that monster from taking over." Her face suddenly becomes incredibly sad.

"What?" I ask.

"I'll be in prison for the rest of my life. In two prisons, really; these bars, and my own body."

"Don't say that, we found Thor's Hammer. And Robert just came back after being a Goa'uld or a Tok'ra or whatever."

"Tok'ra?" Sam asks.

"You've heard of them?" I say.

"Of course I have! The Tok'ra could save me. They have extraction procedures."

"We're not friends with the Tok'ra so much as they did us a favor once," I confess, "Do you know where they are?"

"No. If Amaunet knew that, there would be no Tok'ra."

"We'll find them," I offer.

"Sha'uri, there is another thing. You have to make sure they don't let me go. I mean, after the baby comes. Not unless they are sure that Amaunet is gone. I don't want the Goa'uld to know more about Earth than they already do. She kept quiet about the information already in my head… I don't know why. Amaunet is soft in a fashion, almost sweet. They don't have roses anywhere else in the galaxy, and I think she has been keeping quiet about the planet mostly just for the roses. But you have to understand, that if she choose to share that information, Apophis would not hesitate to destroy everything we are. You have to be sure that she never becomes free."

"Of course," I agree.

"Thank you," she says.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am," an airman says as he enters the room, "But we have to do her interrogation now."

"Would you like me to stay?" I ask Sam.

She shakes her head. "I'd actually much rather you went. But... thank-you, Sha'uri. For everything."

Teal'c walks into the room with the person who is to interrogate Sam. He moves his chair so that it is not facing her, but facing her interrogator. There is something amazing to being a member of SG-1.