Disclaimer: I do not own Stargate SG-1 or any of its characters (unfortunately -sigh-). I'm just a person who likes to write so the owners have no reason to sue me.

A/N: Yay! I have time to write again! -does a little dance- Anywho, this chapter is mostly between Katy and Kawalsky. Thought I should let everyone get a glimps into Katy's thoughts about Sam. This way it makes it easier for explaining instead of having me drone on and on about how the other characters thinks she feels. Anywho...on to the fic!
"Uncle Charlie?" Katy was sitting at the end of the dock, her feet dangling over the edge. She had been sitting in silence since her father had left to find that strange woman he brought with her. This was the first thing she had said in the last half hour.

"Yeah, Squirt?"

"That lady? Is she really my mom?"

Kawalsky took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. He had promised Jack that he would talk to her. He was just trying to figure out how to approach it. She had interrogated him non stop when he first led her away and finally swayed her to do a bit of fishing before they talked. He was hoping that she would forget his promise to talk in a little bit and get caught up in her fishing but he had no such luck. Leave it to her to get impatient...

"Um...yeah. She is." He slapped himself mentally. That's a great way to convince her.

"Oh."

Charlie side glanced at the five year old next to him. She seemed somewhere else, not even paying attention to the little tug on her line. Her eyebrows were close together in thought, her nose scrunched up. Definitely a Sam face, he thought with a chuckle.

Katy looked up at her sergeant Uncle with a confused look. "What's so funny?"

He just grinned. "Sorry, Squirt. It's just that the face you just made really reminded me of Sam. She always makes that face when she's working on something difficult. You're dad dubbed it her 'thinking face'."

"That's my mom's name, right? Sam?"

He nodded. "Yeapers. That's your mom."

"Hm."

He could tell that something was on her mind. Katy was never this quiet, not to mention she hadn't noticed her bobber on her line go underwater.

"Does she hate me?"

Kawalsky almost choked on the beer he had been chugging down. He coughed a few times, wiping the excess liquid from his mouth. "What makes you ask a question like that?!"

The five year old shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. She's been gone all these years and I've never seen her before. I think she was hiding from me because she hates me."

"Katy, that's the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard!"

"More ridiculous than the ghost thing?" she asked as she stumbled over the word 'ridiculous'.

He paused, pretending to think really hard. "Now that you mention it..."

A small grin appeared on Katy's face. "Silly Uncle Charlie."

Kawalsky grinned and reeled his line in and set down his pole. "Nah, she doesn't hate you Katy."

"But she ran away from me and she turned away from Daddy when he tried to help her! The mommy that Auntie Jan always tells me about would never do that!"

The grin disappeared from his face. "Katy, what did you expect her to do when you told her to her face that she wasn't your mom?"

The five year old sat their in silence for a few moments, thinking about his question. He was right. She had looked really sad. "How come she turned away from Daddy though? Does she hate him too?"

Charlie groaned. This is going to be harder to explain than I thought. "No, she doesn't hate him. Far from it, actually. It's just that...well...

"She came back from the dead and her head is all messed up?" Katy supplied. She looked up eagerly, awaiting his answer.

"Something like that, Squirt. She didn't come back from the dead though. You have to be dead to come back from it. She never was dead."

"But how come everybody said she was?" she whined.

"We all thought she was, Katy. Your dad, Uncle Danny, and Uncle Murray saw her die."

"But she didn't!" She was starting to get confused again.

Kawalsky let out an exasperated groan. "I know that Katy. We know that now. Back then we didn't and thought she was. You get it now?"

"Um..." she said as she thought. "Sure. So she wasn't hiding from me because she hated me?"

"Nope. She was captured."

"By aliens?" she laughed.

Charlie stared at her deadpan, his jaw just about hitting the bottom of the dock. He quickly shook himself out of shock at hearing her words. "Where are you getting all of these crazy ideas, kiddo?! Aliens, ha!" Nice recovery, Slick, he groaned internally.

"I was just kidding, Uncle Charlie," she beamed. Her smile could have brightened anyone's day. Yeap, definitely has her mother's smile.

"What did my mommy do?" She was curious to hear about this Sam-mother person.

"Didn't your dad ever tell you stories?"

She nodded but then frowned. "Yeah, but I don't think it's possible for one person to save the world every other week."

Kawalsky chuckled. "Well, your mom is one special and talented woman. Deep space telemetry is a very difficult field."

"Deep space tele..telmet...deep space thingy? What's that?" She scrunched up her nose in confusion.

"Something I know absolutely nothing about."

The little girl laughed. "Tell me about her, Uncle Charlie." Katy had her full attention on her uncle.

He smiled and leaned back farther into his lawn chair. "She really is one of a kind, you know? God, she was such a spit fire when she and your dad first met. She challenged him to an arm wrestling match within the first few minutes of their introductions. Your dad was intrigued by her. Not everyday you meet a decorated officer who just happens to be the world's greatest scientist at the same time."

"Wow! Really?!"

"Sure thing, kiddo. A real genius, your mom. How your dad got so lucky to even be with a woman like that still amazes me."

Katy picked up her pole again with a smile. "Wow, is that why Dad says I'm so smart for my age?"

Charlie shrugged. "Who knows, maybe you picked up some smarts from your mom. Count yourself lucky if you did. You'll be smarter than your dad," he finished with a grin.

The five year old continued to smile as she cast her line out into the water. "I'll be smarter than Dad," she sang over and over again.

"Just don't go bragging about it. We don't want to hurt his feelings." Kawalsky winked to his fishing partner as he cast his own line back into the water.

"Hurt whose feelings?"

Both jumped at the sound of Jack's voice. He had been listening to the end of their conversation, Sam staying back a few yards.

"Jeez, Jack! Don't scare me like that!" Kawalsky reprimanded.

"You'd think with all of your years in black ops with me you'd be able to hear me coming," the older man said with a grin.

"Aw Dad! You made me drop my fishing pole!" Katy was trying desperately to reach her sinking pole.

Sam took a few steps forward. "Here, let me get it."

The little girl made room at the end of the dock for the woman as she lay down and stuck her arm into the water. "I might as well do this so your dad doesn't hurt himself anymore than what he normally does," she said with a small smirk.

"Hey!"

The other three shared a laugh at Jack's expense. His face grew sour as he crossed his arms in anger over his chest. "And this coming for the woman who hasn't been here for over six years!"

Sam just smiled and shook her head. "Just stating the facts, Sir. I don't think that your clumsiness could have easily disappeared in that time."

Jack stuck out his tongue, causing Katy to start laughing harder. She was starting to get the feeling that she was going to like this Sam person after all, even if she was still starting to get used to idea of having her as a mom.

"You two fight like you're married. Wait! You are!" Kawalsky laughed at his own observation.

Jack rolled his eyes as Sam blushed as she smiled to herself. "Enough with the 'me' bashing, you two. It's enough to make a man go insane! Come on, let's head inside and get something to eat. I'm starving!"

Charlie and Jack grabbed the fishing gear and started to head back towards to cabin. Katy started to follow but held back a bit longer to watch as Sam let out a deep sigh as she stared out at the lake.

"You coming?" she asked timidly.

Sam turned around in astonishment. "Me?"

Katy let a small smile play at the edge of her lips. "Who else would I be talking to? Let's go eat before Dad eats everything."

A large smile spread across the major's face. "I'd like that."

The little girl waited for the woman to reach her at the end of the dock and started to head back with her to the cabin side by side.

Slowly, her hand snaked up to grab hold of Sam's. She looked up at a surprised Sam and gave her a grin back. "What am I supposed to call you? Sam or Mom?"

Sam started to swing her arm, swinging Katy's with her own. "I think we'll start out with Sam and work our way up to Mom. Agreed?"

"Agreed."

Sam's smile grew larger the closer they got to the cabin. Things really are going to be okay, she thought to herself as she spotted Jack watching them from the doorway. She gave him a wave and he just smiled back silently. Yeap, everything is going to be okay.
A/N: Yay! A new chapter that nobody has read before! Okay, story is going to get a bit brighter in tone for awhile instead of being all dark and gloomy and moppy -grin- All I can say it's about time. I really don't like making Carter a sad character, but it had to be done. However, memories will start appear soon enough, good and bad alike -evil laugh- Until next time!