A/N: Sorry for the long wait on this new chapter. I've been kinda busy updating my more popular fics. Maybe if more people reviewed this one I'll be more motivated to update this fic sooner. (Shameless hint. LOL.)
Also, I was wondering if I should change the name of this story to "Harcesis"? So I'd appreciate it if you'd tell me which title you like best. The one I have now ("Daughter of Aries") or "Harcesis".
"Daniel, she's only 19." Carter stated with a smile.
"Hmmm…? Oh yes, that sounds good." Daniel replied mechanically.
For the entire time Lieutenant Jacobs was giving the tour around the Alpha Site, Sam had noticed that Daniel was paying close attention to Anne.
WHACK!
"Ow!" Daniel screamed as Mitchell smacked him up-side the head.
Everybody in the room turned to look at Daniel.
"Dr. Jackson, did you want something?" the lieutenant asked at his outburst.
Daniel shook his head. "No, that's quite alright." he smiled faintly, rubbing his sore head.
Mitchell laughed to himself, while Carter was finding it hard not to giggle a little herself.
"What was THAT for?" Daniel growled.
"Oh come on, you've been staring at the girl the whole time!" smiled Cameron.
Daniel frowned. "I was not."
"Sure…" sang Carter.
"I wasn't! It's just; well…Don't you think she looks a little too…you know?"
"Too young for you?" asked Mitchell.
"Yes. No! I mean…"
Sam smiled, placing a friendly hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry Daniel; we're just messing with you."
"Maybe YOU were, but I still think the Doc here has the hots for the new girl in town."
"She's 19!"
"So? She's kinda cute, and 18 IS considered the legal age of adulthood in the US."
"Cameron!" scolded Sam.
"What? It's true?" he smirked.
Daniel shook his head. "But I'm 31, it'd be illegal….Wouldn't it?"
"And that concludes our tour around the Alpha Site." Smiled Lt. Jacobs.
"That's it?" questioned Anne. "What about those little grey dudes, or the people with the glowing eyes, or even those vampire guys who suck your life dry?"
All the SGC personel exchanged questioning looks with eachother.
"You meant the Wraith?" asked Cameron.
"Yeah, those guys! Where are they?"
"Uhh…well…Jackson? You care to answer the little lady?"
Daniel looked at Mitchell with a shocked look on his face. "I uhh…"
"How does she know about the Wraith?" Daniel whispered to Sam.
Sam shrugged. "I dunno. The reports indicated that she knew about the Asgard, the Goa'uld, and the Tok'ra, but they didn't mention anything about her knowledge of the Wraith."
"How do you know about the Wraith?" Sam asked. "None of our intelligence suggested that you knew about them."
Anne shrugged. "Well I guess your intel needs to be updated."
"I guess so." Mitchell agreed.
"In any case, I'm sure you'll be wanting to get back to the SGC, so you can settle in." Lt. Jacobs smiled at Anne.
"What do you mean by 'settle in'?" Faith asked.
"Well I thought you knew…" Sam answered.
Russ shook his head. "Knew what?"
"That Anne would be staying with us, at the SGC." Daniel replied, exchanging glances with Carter.
"Whoa, wait a minute! Nobody said anything about me moving here!"
"It'll only be for a while…until we can get you an apartment in the city." Daniel stated, trying to calm the girl down.
"I demand to talk to General Landry, now!" Russ huffed, clinging to Anne defensively.
Back at the SGC (on Earth)…
Anne spent the next hour and a half watching her parents 'talk' with the General, from spot outside the conference room window.
"You know, it's not so bad here." Daniel stated, walking up behind her.
"Maybe not for you, you're military."
Daniel shook his head. "Nope, I'm a civilian, just like you…Well, maybe not JUST like you…"
"In any case, you're use to all this." Anne sighed. "But me, I'm not. And quite frankly, I don't think I ever could be."
"I use to think the same way, once." Daniel replied, receiving a doubtful look from Anne. "Honestly, I never liked all this military stuff that much either. I still don't, not fully. But what I do agree with is the importance of this program. What we do here at the SGC has helped not only to further our knowledge of the universe, but to save the lives of countless people."
Anne looked up at him, sighing. "Yeah, well…I'm no scientist. And I'm DEFIANTLY no hero."
Just then Anne's parents came out of the conference room with Gen. Landry.
"So, what's up?" Anne inquired, hoping to catch the next flight home.
Faith exchanged glances with Russ before answering. "Your father and I have agreed to let you stay here, on a temporary basis."
"YOU WHAT? How could you?"
"It's only gunna be for a month." Faith continued. "If the project falls through by then, then we'll come back and get you."
"If the project falls through? What project? And what happens if it doesn't fall through? Then what? Am I to be the military's lab rat for the rest of my life?"
Worried that Anne's little outburst could soon turn on them, Gen. Landry motioned for a guard to 'sedate' her. (Of which is meant, the guard blasted her with a zat gun to render her unconscious.)
The next thing Anne knew she woke up with a MAJOR headache, wondering where the hell she was.
'UGH. What the heck happened to me? I feel like somebody put my head in a vice!'
"So you're up?" came a voice from her left. "How do you feel?"
Anne looked towards the direction of the voice, finding the doctor from earlier in the SGC conference room. (Dr. Lam)
"I feel like shit." Anne groaned.
Dr. Lam smiled. "After one's first encounter with a zat, that's to be expected."
Before Anne got the chance to ask what the heck a zat was, SG-1 came in the hospital ward.
"So Doc, how's our patient?"
"She's doing fine, Col. Mitchell. Nothing two aspirin can't handle." Lam replied, handing Anne a glass of water and two aspirin.
"Good to hear." Sam beamed. "Gen. Landry wants us to start the tests as soon as possible."
Anne almost choked on her aspirin hearing this.
"That's if Anne feels up to it…" Daniel added.
Grimacing, Anne nodded her head reluctantly. "The sooner the better, right? Just as long as there's no more needles or blood involved, that is."
A/N: Once again, I'd like to ask you if you wouldn't mind R/R-ing. Wither it's praise or (CONSTRUCTIVE) criticism, both are welcomed. Thanks.
