A/N- This is an AU. Jack is Brig. General, Sam is Lt. Colonel, Danny is here, Teal'c is doing his thing with the Jaffa. Season- 9. Janet is still here, cause it is AU and I can do that! Grace is around 27. Also I came up with this during swim practice, I was bored and I thought up this story line.

Disclaimer- I do not own or have rights to either Stargate or the Olympic Games

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I woke up in my parents' house and rolled over to check what time it was; the clock read 11:30 pm.

"Damn," I said to myself. I'd been training in Hong Kong for the past month; I wasn't back on mountain time yet. So now it felt like almost noon to me.

I rolled out of bed and called Dad at work - I knew he'd still be there finishing all the paperwork he suffered through as base commander. No doubt Mom was also somewhere on base, or even off-world.

I knew about the Stargate program. I had since I was like 18. When my parents both joined the program I was away at college and training for swimming.

When I couldn't reach Dad, I didn't worry that much - he could be anywhere on base and just not have answered.

I had very interesting parents. Both Air Force, and heroes to anyone who knew about the project. Sam Carter O'Neill and Jack O'Neill had a kid who had no interest in the military but was a swimmer for the USA team.

After I got out of bed I stretched out and felt my very sore muscles; yeah, I needed to get in the pool before I got out of whack. I quickly packed my swim bag and grabbed my keys to drive over to the base. They had a pool and I'd put a bunch of equipment in it so I could use it as a training pool.

When I approached the gate I flashed my ID card and parked next to Dad's truck. My truck was bigger and faster than his. His Ford F-350 was no match for my Dodge SRT 10 (A/N- this is a really cool truck! it is the normal Dodge 1500 but with a viper engine in it so it goes really fast!).

I walked into the base and headed straight for Mom's lab. "Mom!"

"Is that you, Grace?"

"Yeah; I woke up - still not back to the time in the States."

"Oh that's too bad. But it's good to see you healthy and well."

Mom looked at me. I had Dad's brown hair with her blue eyes. It might be immodest, but I knew I was a beautiful woman. One of the reasons that at big meets my face was all over the news.

I was a very powerful woman as well. Just looking at me, my shoulders were almost as big as Teal'c's, I had a well defined six pack, my leg muscles flexed as I walked and my arms were also well defined. This was my standard; best, strongest, fastest, quickest, at everything I did. That was one of the traits I'd gotten from my parents being military minds, best at what you do. That I was.

"Yeah, I am a bit sore, I figured I could put the pool I made Dad put in to good use. I got some new toys I want to try so some Airmen are bringing them down from my truck."

"That's a good idea. But before you swim you should go find your Dad. He's locked in his office, and would love to see you again. Cause it is nice to see your own daughter in person, not just on TV."

With that I left to find Dad in his office. When I got there, there were many scared Airmen and workers who needed him but he was in a bad mood so they were waiting to avoid his wrath. They reminded me of the Press who had never done a big meet who were scared to meet the swimmers who were #1 and #2 in the world. Or the poor new swimmers who had just started with the team when they heard the sets for warm up. Haha their faces were always great!

When I got to the door, a doctor who was waiting for him to settle down said, "Be-careful; he's in a really bad mood, he has to do all his paperwork and I heard his daughter's missing. She's no longer in Hong Kong training, she just disappeared."

"Oh, don't worry; after I see him he'll be in a much better mood, Hell he might even order you all down to the pool deck cause he can." The one thing Dad loved to do was show me off. Whenever I was on base he would parade me around.

"I wouldn't be so sure," the doctor warned before I knocked on the door.

"What do you want?" yelled my Dad. No wonder these poor people were so scared.

I smirked; this was going to be good. Before I shouted back, I turned to the doctor I'd talked to earlier and said, "Watch and learn."

"Well, I want to see my Daddy cause I just got back from Hong Kong and wanted to tell him I beat almost all my records from Athens and have been named number one in the world now, but if my Daddy doesn't want to see me I just go away in my new Dodge SRT 10 and go swim somewhere else until my Daddy is ready to see me."

The doctors around me gasped. One said, "I thought you looked like someone I'd seen on TV!"

Just then the door flung open and there was my Dad hugging me fiercely like he hadn't seen me in a long time - which was true.

When he stopped hugging me, he jumped into how he'd thought I was missing and stuff that was on the news. I loved how I could do that. I had an Asgard transporter to send me to my room at my dad's house. The press never know. I love being an O'Neill.

My dad kept rambling on about things he'd seen and all that stuff when he stopped and stared at me.

"What?"

"You said you'd drive away in a Dodge SRT 10! I cannot believe you have a bigger truck than I do! You're number one in the world! I'm so proud of you!"

"Yeah well; I got a sponsorship with Dodge so I said I'd drive that car. And thank you; I still can't believe I'm number one in the world. I'm really not that good."

"So why are you here? You should be sleeping ... unless you picked up your mother's sleep habits."

"I'm here because I want to swim. When I got up I was really sore, so I want to work the hurt out. And I'm up because I'm still on Hong Kong time."

"Okay, so you know how to get to the pool deck. You can put together all the doohickies you made Hammond buy for that pool of yours, right?"

"Yeah, I can and Uncle George could never say no to me."

I left then to head down to the pool - all the people who wanted to talk to Dad left to go back to their jobs. I reached the locker room and went in and changed into one of my practice suits. Then went to hop in the pool and start warming up.

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One hour later:

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I was in the middle of my set when I felt someone watching me. When I took a breath I looked in his direction. Yup he was staring at me. He must have been surprised to find someone swimming so late at night. Or was it now morning? Who really knows.

Well, he watched me as I continued to swim. After being known all over the world you got used to people looked at you. He was studying me, people often did that with me and the rest of the team. If someone sees us out swimming, they watch us - we never really know why they are so entranced with how we move through the water.

I took the last few pulls until I reached the wall then looked straight at him. With a smirk I got from my Dad I said, "Ya know; people normally get in the pool and swim - not just stare at the water."

"I ... uh ... um ... yeah I was just about to," the man stuttered.

Now it was my turn to watch.

He put his towel down and pulled off his shirt followed by his sweats. Board shorts. Figures, I've heard that Jammers are so tight most guys can't stand them. But if you don't get them tight they fall while you're swimming and that's not good. He was very well toned, very hot. Yup he was on a SG team. I wondered which one. When he turned around I turned back to the pool trying to hide the smirk on my face.

He slipped into the lane next to mine. "Hi; I'm Cameron Mitchell."

"Grace; nice to meet you Cameron."

"You can call me Cam, I prefer that."

"Okay, Cam. So, what team are you on?"

God, he had great eyes. One of the many reasons I had these goggles made for me. The color scheme is normal, but no one can see my eyes.

"I'm the new leader of SG-1."

Ah. He took Dad's place.

"So you know Daniel, Teal'c, Sam and Jack then?"

"Yeah, I'm getting to know them slowly. They all have such a connection I feel like an outsider."

"Yeah, they are really close. And I know what you mean. Jack and Sam can like look at each other and know what the other one is thinking. It drives me crazy!"

"So, how do you know them? I mean, I haven't seen you around base but I feel like I've met you before or seen you somewhere."

"Yeah, I get that a lot. You might have seen the thing on the news about a swimmer disappearing from Hong Kong and the Olympic trials?"

"Yeah; I did hear something from the General about that. I think that was his reason for being in such a bad mood."

I laughed. "Yeah, he gets like that about me."

"Wait; that was you?"

"Yeah, sorry for not telling you my whole name. I'm Grace Catherine O'Neill. Sam and Jack are my parents."

"Wow."

"Yeah."

"I never knew they had a kid."

"Here I am!"

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Cam's POV:

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"Here I am!"

Wow! This was their kid. She was an Olympic swimmer. She had such a toned body! I'd seen her on TV, she was hot!

'Calm down Mitchell! She's an O'Neill - she's Sam's and the Generals kid. If I touched her or they see me looking at her wrong they could send me God knows where!'

"Well, I'd love to talk more, but I have to finish up my work-out. How 'bout we grab breakfast once we're both done?"

Was she asking me out? Maybe she was.

"Sure, I can wait for you to finish, I just wanted to get some work-out time. Teal'c is off-world and Jackson is sleeping, I think."

"Do you normally work out in the early mornings?"

She even had the General's smirk!

"Well ... I couldn't sleep."

"Ah! Well, you swim like you wanted - I can do some dry land stuff. I'm done with my work- out."

"Okay; I won't be long."

Then I had to start swimming - I couldn't look at her beautiful face without thinking about what her Dad might do to me.

She started as well. Long strokes, she glided though the water.

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Grace's POV:

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'Okay, this guy's was hot!' I thought as I started to swim once again. I kept swimming until he stopped.

"Okay; I'm all done."

"K; meet ya outside the locker rooms in ten?"

"Sure."

With that I pulled myself out of the pool with my cap off as well as my goggles. He was staring at me again. I picked my towel up, wrapped it around me and walked into the locker rooms with Cameron still standing on the deck.

Once in the locker room, I rinsed off and tried to get the smell of chlorine off of my body. Then got into jeans and my TEAM USA sweatshirt. My long brown hair was almost dry because I used a blow-dryer. After one more check in the mirror, I walked outside to see Cam waiting for me deep in thought.

"Hey Cam, ready to go? I'm starving!"

"Yeah; me too."

I glanced at what he was wearing; BDU's. He was on base so it made sense - he still looked hot.

We made our way down to the commissary without talking to each other. Once there I glanced over the choices, trying to find something in my diet. No such luck. "What the hell!" I said as I grabbed a piece of cake.

Cam was laughing as he took eggs and sausage for himself.

"What?" I said as we sat down to eat.

"Are you on some crazy diet that doesn't include cake?"

"If you don't tell I won't," I said with a wink. He laughed again.

We started talking about random things. Sharing stories of SG-1, and what not. The tone was light and flirty. Cam was making fun of my hands while holding them to ask see them better when he stopped mid sentence.

"What?" I asked.

I turned to see what he was looking at.

Then I understood.

"Hi daddy!"

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