The next morning, there was a knock on the door. It wasn't too early. It was about half passed eight. The now 29 year old Aisha Summers happened to be the closest one to the door, so she was the one to answer.

"Hi, how can I help you?" Aisha wondered

"Um...I'm Genevieve." The woman stuttered, "I volunteer at the shelter that Isaiah and Star have been coming to minister to." She shook her head, "I'm sorry. This was a bad idea. I shouldn't have come here. This is weird. I should go."

As Genevieve turned around to leave, Aisha grabbed her shoulder to stop her, "We can handle weird. Now, what is it?"

"I don't know." Genevieve said once she was facing Aisha again, "I just felt drawn to come here. Like I'm supposed to be here."

Aisha hummed, not really sure what to make of that. It was weird, but that had dealt with weirder. Like a giant Beebo and the lost city of Atlantis. She was about to call out for David when she heard footsteps running behind her. A mop of brown curls appeared in front of her. It was Hallelujah.

Standing in front of Aisha, Hallelujah stared up at Genevieve. The look on her face didn't indicate shock though. Instead she smiled.

"It's you." The seven year old uttered, "I knew you were coming."

"You know me?"

The little girl nodded, "Yeah. I saw you before. I'm Hallelujah, but everyone calls me Halle."

"It's nice to meet you, Halle. I'm Genevieve. You can call me Vivi. Or Vi."

Hallelujah shook Genevieve's hand. Suddenly she felt something, like a magic pulse coursing through her body. It didn't make her feel uncomfortable. It also wasn't comforting either. It was just neutral, like pure raw power. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before.

What the little girl didn't know was that Genevieve felt it too. The woman pulled her hand back suddenly, shocked.

"You felt that too, didn't you?" Hallelujah asked the woman

Genevieve nodded, still too shocked to speak. She had never felt anything like that before. She had never felt any kind of magic. The only thing she had experienced was thoughts popping into her head. Things about the Goa'uld. Knowledge about their strengths and weaknesses, anything and everything that the Goa'uld Klorel knew at the time of her conception.

"When moment comes that legend becomes history." Hallelujah mumbled, "You're Harcesis."

"I am. How did you know?"

Hallelujah shrugged, "I just sense things sometimes.

"Okay, Halle, maybe we should invite Genevieve in now." Aisha said, finally breaking her silence.

Hallelujah turned around and backed up, allowing Genevieve to step inside, but she was also staring up at Aisha with a look of recognition on her face and in her eyes.

"What is it, Halle?"

There were tears in the seven year old's eyes, "I know what I have to do now, and I don't want to."

"What do you have to do?"

Hallelujah sniffled as she threw herself into Aisha's arms, crying.

Aisha hugged her step-daughter, rubbing the girl's back comfortingly.

Genevieve just stood in the background, not really knowing what to do. 'This is awkward.' She thought.

The now 36 year old Rachel Koresh happened to be coming down the stairs, she heard the crying and headed towards the foyer. First she saw Genevieve - the strange woman - and then her attention turned to Aisha and Hallelujah as the crying became louder.

"What's wrong with Halle?" Rachel asked, walking over to Aisha

"She didn't say specifically, but she knows what she has to do." Aisha explained. Noticing the confused look on Rachel's face, "The prophecy."

Rachel feigned a more enlightened glance, "Ah...Who's the woman?"

Hallelujah turned towards Rachel, wiping the tears from her eyes before looking up, "That's Vivi. She's supposed to be here."

"Really?" Rachel questioned, turning her eyes to 'Vivi'

Genevieve nodded, "Apparently. My name's Genevieve."

Rachel extended her hand, "I'm Rachel. It's nice to meet you."

"Can you tell us what you're supposed to do now?" Aisha wondered, rubbing Hallelujah's back.

The seven year old shook her head, "I don't want to."

"It's alright." Aisha soothed

Genevieve squatted down in front of Hallelujah, "You told me I'm supposed to be here. So...can you tell me, Halle?"

"No." Hallelujah uttered, tears forming in her eyes again, "I have to do something bad. Like Judas in the Bible."

"You have to betray someone?" Rachel inquired

Hallelujah shook her head again, "No. It's worse. Someone's gonna get hurt."

"Who?"

Hallelujah slinked away as she pressed herself up to the wall, sliding down and pulling her knees up to her chest. She rested her head on her knees, looking down. She couldn't bear to make eye contact with Rachel or Aisha. She couldn't bear facing the truth. The truth of what she had to do.

Meanwhile upstairs with Serenity, she was in her room with the now 23 year old Torren John Emmagan. He had been living at Mount Carmel for the last four years.

Seven years ago, when TJ had returned to his home planet New Athos, he lived there peacefully with his family for about two years. Then the Wraiths showed up. They fed on his dad and abducted his mom, but he was able to get away.

When it was all over, he stole a puddle jumper and tried to find his mom. It took him months. By the time he found her, it was too late. She wasn't dead, but she'd been turned. There was no way to save her, so he took his puddle jumper and came to Earth. Somehow he ended up on Earth-38.

Not long after coming to Earth, he ended meeting the people of Mount Carmel. Actually he had met Rachel Koresh first, but that's a detail of little importance.

Just under a year later he was living with them, and two years ago, he married Serenity.

Now, he and Serenity have a bit of news that she's been trying to tell her father for the last week. Unfortunately with all the worry and attention on Hallelujah - for good reason - it was hard to get David's attention.

"Maybe we should just wait until all this stuff with Halle has blown over." Serenity suggested

"And how long's that gonna take?" Torren asked, curiously

Serenity shrugged, "I don't know."

"We can't wait too long."

"I know that, TJ, but what do you want me to do? We don't know what my baby sister's prophecy details. We don't know anything and my dad is worried about her." Serenity explained, "And so am I."

Torren pulled his wife in close, hugging her, "Me too, love, me too. We just have to tell your dad. And soon."

"We will." Serenity assured him, leaning her head against his chest, "I promise. Let's just wait a couple weeks."

Hope you enjoy. Comments are greatly appreciated. In fact, they keep me going.

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