Sam watched over Gwena in the briefing room as Jack spoke with Hammond in the General's office. Jack watched the interaction between the two women and thought how Sam would make such a great mother when the time came…hopefully with him as the father, but that was just wishful thinking.
"What is it, Jack?" Hammond asked, sensing now was not a time for formalities on his part.
Jack sighed and turned to face his boss, "General, I want to take Gwena to Iraq."
"First, I have to know who she is, Colonel."
Jack sat down in one of the chair opposite Hammond's desk and rubbed his hands over his face, "She's the daughter of the woman I shared a cell with part of the time I was a POW, sir. Her mother's name is Katell, she was sixteen. Gwenaelle is also the daughter of one of the Iraqi prison guards." He paused, letting the meaning of his words sink into Hammond's mind.
"What does this have to do with you, Jack?"
Jack met Hammond's eyes with determination in his own, "Gwena is the crown princess of a tribe, sir. And, frankly, she's exhibiting signs of…well, sir, violence. Katell wanted to see if I could get Gwena to understand the consequences to her actions before Gwena starts ruling, sir."
Hammond thought it over for a few minutes. Iraq was a dangerous and dark place in Jack's past, revisiting it might cause some unwanted demons to arise again. "You can do, Colonel, if you take Major Carter with you."
"Yes, sir. Thank you."
"Carter, how long will it take you to pack a bag for a week?" Jack said as he and Hammond walked back into the briefing room and sat down.
Sam furrowed her brow, "May I ask why, sir?"
"We're going on a trip. The three of us."
"Where?"
"The Middle East," he replied, knowing that she'd understand as soon as he said those words.
"Oh, um, half an hour, sir."
Jack nodded to Hammond as Gwena looked at the three humans around her with confusion. "What's going on? Where are we going?"
Hammond answered her question, "Colonel O'Neill has told me a very interesting tale, Gwena. You're going to discover your past and hopefully clear out some of the demons that plague you."
The girl was only more confused by this, "But I'm not possessed."
"What he meant was that you have some unresolved issues concerning your father that need to be dealt with before you can even think of ruling," Sam explained.
Gwena was furious that this mere human scientist would think her unworthy to rule as was her rightful place – that's what Hanan told her every time the elders and shop keepers looked on her with scorn and hate.
"Understand, Gwena? Good. You leave tomorrow."
A/N: Remember: LONGER CHAPTER NEXT TIME IF I GET MORE THAN TEN REVIEWS FOR THIS CHAPTER!