"The Unexplainable"

Ch. 4

The Tree House, 1920's

Trisana slept longer than the twins. Hope and Faith slowly got off the bed and walked clumsily into the main room. They found their father, Colonel O'Neill, Veronica, Roxtin, Marguerite, and Malone chatting about their adventures, while sipping cups of tea and coffee. Daniel spotted the twins toward them. He got up, walked toward them and hugged them both.

"Is mommy still asleep?" he asked them.

"Ya!" they said in unison. (A/N: They have that freaky twin thing goin' already)

He smiled, kissed them both, and then said, "Well, let's let her sleep." he smelled something gross and familiar. "Excuse me. These two need a diaper change."

"I'll help," Veronica offered.

"Okay," Daniel said slowly. "Here, you get Faith. She's not as fussy as Hope."

Daniel grabbed the baby bag and holding Hope's hand. Veronica followed suite, holding Faiths hand.

Once the twins were changed, Tris had woken up. She caught Jack reading her great-great-great-grandmother's journal/spell book. She crept behind him.

"Enjoying yourself, Jack?" she said.

Jack jumped, throwing the book into the air. Tris caught it. She smiled.

"Don't do that!" he said.

"Where are the others?" she asked.

"Carter, Teal'c, Malone, and Challenger are trying to figure a way home. Danny is with Veronica, who is helping him change and feed the twins. Marguerite and Roxtin went for a swim before the sun goes down," he said.

"Why didn't you volunteer to help with the twins?" Tris asked.

"I've changed enough dirty diapers to last me a life time, thank you very much," he said. "I see that nap did you some good."

"It did," Tris said. "So, what exactly were you looking for in here?" she held up the journal.

"Nothing unparticular. I just wanted to see if you were holding any tricks up your sleeve." Jack said.

"And?" Tris asked, setting the book down and folding her arms.

"You're clean," he said.

"Why all of a sudden with the mistrust, Colonel?" she asked.

"I trust you!" he said. "It's just that you've held some useful spells back."

"When was that?" she asked, sitting beside him, still folding her arms.

"Like that protective shield thing with the rocks,"

"I didn't want to tell you about that until I was positive it worked. It did, and I told you." she told him.

"I just wish there was a spell that could get us out of here," Jack said, trying to change the subject before she proved him wrong.

"Why do you want to leave so soon? This place is paradise. See it as a well needed and deserved vacation," Trisana said.

Marguerite and Roxtin came up through they elevator each carrying a basket full of fruit, veggies, and several freshly caught fish.

"We thought we'd catch dinner while we were out," Marguerite said, setting her basket down on the table.

"You're looking much better, Tris," Roxtin smiled.

"Thank you," Tris smiled. "Would you like some help cooking that?"

"Oh, no. We've got it taken care of," Roxtin said.

"You're our guest," Marguerite said. "Have you figured out a way to get home?"

"They're still workin' on it," Jack said.

"And if both of our scientist can't find a way, there's always my way," Tris said.

"I didn't find any spells in here," Jack said.

"You're right, there isn't. But I can always write one," she told him. "All of the spells in this journal were written by my great-great-great grandmother when she was alive."

"I think I'll have you work on a spell then. Just in case Sam and Challenger can't find a way," Jack said.

"Okay, I'll get right on it," Trisana said.

To be continued . . .