Baby Daniel Walter Teal'c O'Neill, was born at 1034 hours on July 17, to very proud parents. He weighed ten pounds, was twenty-two inches long, had an APGAR of seven, and was in perfect health. The one unusual thing about baby Daniel was that he had the strange and unique ability of being able to control the element of fire. That's right, the third child in the O'Neill family was a flamethrower – and was able to speak telepathically with his siblings.

Thora Janet-Samantha O'Neill looked down at her new baby brother with love and caring. She thought about everything that had happened to her family – and herself – in the past year and couldn't have imagined being able to do this. She was currently singing a song that her father had taught her softly to her brother in Ancient.

A warm arm snaked its way around her waist and Thora found she was grinning through her words. She felt Sean lovingly kiss her neck and sighed, contentedly. "Happy birthday, Thora," he whispered into her ear.

His girlfriend didn't respond until the song was over a few minutes later.

Thora passed the baby back to her father, who was reclining on Sam's bed, his wife asleep by his side. Thora then motioned for Sean to follow her out of the room, and into the hallway.

The young woman grinned when the door clicked shut and threw herself into Sean's waiting arms. "I missed you so much," Thora whispered into his neck, taking in the smell of 'Sean' once more before letting him go.

The Marine grinned and kissed her lightly on the lips before pulling away again. "I missed you, too. Hey, I was thinking that maybe we could go out to dinner tonight for your birthday, say about 1700 hundred hours, what do you think?"

The smile on Thora's face only grew, "I'd like that a lot." She paused, "Even though I know that one of the reasons you want to go out with me tonight is because you forgot to buy me a present."

Sean looked down, like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. "Who told you?"

"I can feel it radiating off of you, Sean. You really shouldn't feel so bad about it, you just got back from a week off-world."

Sean grinned, and pulled her in for another passionate kiss, "God, I have the most understanding girlfriend in the universe."

Thora poked him in the chest playfully, "Not really. You ever forget my birthday or our anniversary again and you'll find out just how far I can actually throw a man," she said, half seriously. Sean gulped nervously, his teammates had been right – he should never do anything to piss her off.

The next few weeks went by in a blur for Thora. Sean did everything to make up for forgetting to buy her a birthday gift, although if he really looked at the situation he would have realized that Thora really didn't care about presents.

Thora and Johnny both spoke to their parents about the dream that they had shared on the eve of their birthday. After talking about it, Jack decided that sending a probe to the address that Oma had left on Sam's computer wouldn't be such a bad idea.

When the probe sent back information that confirmed that humanoid aliens occupied the planet and that they might have defensive technology, Jack chose to send in SG-3. After begging to let both Johnny and herself go with them, Thora's father finally relented to one of them going. Since it meant so much to her, Johnny handed the right over to Thora, like any loving brother should do.

The planet was indeed occupied by friendly, humanoid aliens. A small group of about five met them at the 'Gate. The group consisted of four men and one woman. All were dressed in long flowing white robes that looked very similar to the modern interpretation of angels (minus the wings).

The woman had long black hair that came to her waist and almost equally as dark green eyes. Her skin and her robes only enhanced the deep, rich obsidian color of her hair. She stepped forward and spoke in a very musical voice, "Hello, my name is Boadicea. These," she said, motioning to the men behind her, "are my brothers. We have been chosen to come and see you, ambassadors of the Tauri, safely to the Elders." She smiled warmly at them, "Welcome to the home of the Furlings."

A/N: Ooohhh! The Furlings! Don't you think you should review to see what happens next?