Colonial Thunder
Sequel to 7 Points
By Chaoseternus Chapter 15: Revelation

Unnoticed, the Cuban cigar tumbled out of Starbucks mouth as her mind registered the words she was hearing.

"Frak me!" she muttered, low and astonished.

She couldn't believe it.

She could believe it.

It wasn't possible, and yet her mind screamed it was.

She didn't want to believe it yet she did.

This was impossible, her mind was twisted, jumbled, paralysed with shock, indecision, awe, surprise and disbelief and belief.

"Is that even possible?"

Her mind registered Adama's words and her head snapped around, her attention focused on her Commander and the young tau'ri officer who just was lucky enough to be grabbed as witness to the interrogation.

Kara wondered at the sardonic look the officer shot Bill momentarily before her mind looped back to Hel'tec.

"We know of this…" he spat the word out "individual, it would not be the first time"

Sharply, Adama asked, "It has happened before?"

Kara's eyes met Hel'tecs and the rest of the world vanished.

She didn't hear the sardonic comment of 'oh yeah' from the officer, she didn't hear Bill ask her what was wrong, she didn't hear doctors called.

All she knew, all she saw was Hel'tecs eyes and the knowledge within.

Knowledge that was now, inexplicably hers, she remembered the feel of a staff in her hands as she practised Mustaba with the Jaffa Master T'ce. She remembered her first flight in an Udajeet, the thrill of controlling such a vehicle, even if it did mean being a servant of a false one. She remembered her fisrt battle, the death of T'ce by her side. She remembered everything.

Including what she was and how she came to be.

"She's telling the truth…" she commented, low and uncharacteristically lacking her normal cocky attitude.

"Kara? Kara? Did you say something?" Lee's worried voice broke her from her thoughts and she gazed over at her friend, frowning at his haggard appearance.

"Frak Lee" Kara frowned, when did her voice get so weak? "I thought you were on Ravenbright, when did you get here?"

Lee hesitated, the pause making the worried frown on Kara's face deepen, "five days ago" he paused, "I came as soon as you were reported ill"

"Ill? Lee what are you…" Kara's voice trailed off as she contemplated her surroundings, how come she was in the hospital? She had been in Command, in Bill's office. She couldn't have been moved, she hadn't felt it and she hadn't slept and yet…

Here she was.

"Frak me!" she slumped back in the bed with a whoosh of released air, her aching head frantically trying to figure out what had happened.

"Well?" Adama asked.

O'Neill and… O'Neill shrugged, almost simultaneously.

Adama's mind balked once more at the surrealness of it.

Two O'Neill's, one a General, one a Colonel, both with the same memories up till they were cloned and both with similar personalities.

He had known something was similar as soon as he saw the young commander of the newest version of SG-1 but this… this he hadn't expected.

Though he should have, he supposed, after all the Cylons had proven it was possible long before he met the Tau'ri, okay it was still unknown if their clones maintained memory or personality traits but…

"You would have to ask Doc Frasier if you want a detailed explanation with all the long words, but they don't know. Not for certain, they can't even drop a hint"

Adama sighed, "Anyone we could ask for a confirmation?"

General O'Neill grimaced, but was beaten to the reply by a grinning Colonel O'Neill, "well, the Asgard are implicated so we can't ask them but maybe the Enterprise could sort it out for us?"

The General growled, "What he said"

Adama looked again at the surreal image, and nodded.

This was a worrying development and one with far reaching repercussions but…

A knock at the door stopped Adama's thoughts, and with a wary glance at the O'Neill's, Adama answered it.

With a nod, he thanked the messenger there, and turned to the generals, a frown lining his face, "They're up"

He caught the Generals eyes, "Both of them, according to the sensors the doctors were using they woke up simultaneously" he moved on, catching the Colonels eye, "to the very second"

"Interesting…" the two O'Neill's commented, simultaneously, trading equally dirty looks as they realised what they had done.

Adama decided right there and then that they were doing it deliberately, trying to unsettle him.

He had to admit, it worked.

He had to admit, the thought of Hel'tek and Kara starting it was the scariest thought running through his mind.

He just hoped they sorted this and soon. His daughter, even if she wasn't blood, was in trouble.

And he would do whatever it took to help her.