Kristie rubbed her flat tummy agitatedly as she walked toward the isolation room the SF's had directed her toward. She grumbled lightly about how she'd been asleep and the SGC apparently couldn't survive two seconds without her since her existence was revealed. All in all, she was glad for something to do.

Sam and Teal'c met her when Kristie was half way to the infirmary. Kristie took in their worried faces and asked, "What's wrong? Where are Jack and Daniel?"

"O'Neill and Daniel Jackson are currently conducting experiments with Mr. Woolsey on the clone," Teal'c said in his usual voice. "It is not proceeding well."

Kris looked at Sam. "It's almost midnight, what couldn't wait until tomorrow morning for me to see?"

Sam sighed, feeling terrible for having to ask the younger woman this. And having to wake her up too! Kristie barely got enough sleep as it was! "Khalek – the clone – is telekinetic and has nearly escaped us once. We need you on hand in case he tries to do it again."

Kristie reached out with the tendrils of her power, and felt the darkness that tried to look inside her mind and hear what they were saying. "Shh," she told Sam and Teal'c. "He can hear us."

Sam looked at her worriedly, "I was afraid of that."

Kristie beckoned for them to follow her as she led the way to the isolation room Khalek was being held in.

She stopped right outside the door, turned to Teal'c and Sam, opened up a telekinetic wavelength and told them silently, He can sense my power just as much as I can sense his. He knows I'm on base. But he doesn't know what I look like. I'm going down to the armory to get a vest. Just in case.

Be careful, Sam cautioned her.

Kristie looked at her with one of the infamous O'Neill smirks before turning away. As she rounded the corner, Sam could have sworn she heard her say, It's like she thinks I don't do this every day or something!


Camilla woke up very content with her life. She had three wonderful children who were all grown up and having children of their own. She had a great job helping raise the first four Elementals. She had a fantastic boyfriend… even if he was thirteen years younger than she was.

Thinking back on her life she could remember a number of things that she should never have had to go through. But she refused to dwell on them.

Getting out of bed, she opened the door connecting her small living quarters (requested by herself) to the girls' room. Both were already awake, sitting up in their cribs and doing 'funny stuff' with their toys.

Camilla put her hands on her hips in a show of mock discipline. "Cosette? Why are your toys floating?"

The little girl, who was the spitting image of her Aunt Melanie, smiled innocently up at her nanny. "I don't know what you talking 'bout," she said in her cute, 'baby' lisp. Camilla just smiled sagely and nodded along.

"JR? Can you tell me why the tree on the wall has become three-dimensional and I can see fallen leaves on the floor?"

JR looked at her with the same innocent expression her sister bore. Unlike her sister, however, JR had already learned a thing or two about sarcasm from her Uncle Jack and her Daddy. "Maybe Justin didn't do a good job cleaning up." Also very different from her sister, JR was able to speak clearly, without a lisp, and had been doing so for some months now.

The Jaffa nanny couldn't help herself – she burst out laughing before 'attacking' the twins (their cribs were rather close) in a tickling fight. Unfortunately for Camilla, the toys and the twins had her outnumbered 400-1.

Soon the poor woman was on her back, looking up at the mural painted on the ceiling, laughing her head off as the twins combined their power to make everything in the room start tickling their nanny. That was how Justin, Jeff, Elijah, and Mike found them a few minutes later after they were all woken up by the laughter.

When it had finally died down, Camilla was able to give her employer a good once-over, trying to decide what mood he was in. Jeff looked haggard and worn at best. To her trained eye, it looked like Jeff hadn't slept at all the night before.

Camilla lifted the twin girls from their cribs, saying, "Go play with your brothers for a while, please."

The four siblings soon were in the other room, playing and laughing with each other. Camilla looked at Jeff worriedly before asking, "What's wrong? Where's Kristie?"

Jeff looked down, "Kristie… Kris was called at about 2300 last night by the SGC – Teal'c to be exact. Um… apparently there's a problem that only she can handle. I'll find out more when I go in today."

Concern filled Justin and Camilla. "Is it serious?" the young man asked.

Camilla could only look past the two men toward the four playing children as she said, "If it wasn't, they would have waited until morning."


Kris was furious. There was no other way of putting it. She had felt Khalek use his powers to escape the room they were holding him in, but she had not expected him to be so fast at getting to the Gate Room.

To everyone she passed she looked like a woman on a mission. All of the SGC personnel knew better than to mess with an O'Neill who had that look on their face. She stormed past the frightened officers in a cloud of furry.

When she reached the Gate Room, her power was built up so much from her rage that the security cameras were shorting out as she passed them.

"Stop!" she boomed to Khalek as he ascended the ramp. Her arm was stretched out (even though it didn't need to be) to act as a catalyst for the surge of power flowing through her pregnant body.

Khalek just laughed, although he did halt his progression forward, "You cannot stop me! By far, I am the stronger!"

Kristie could feel Jack in the back of her mind, right outside the other door into the Gate Room. He had a gun, and she knew he was just itching to fire it. She'd let him have his chance – all she had to do was keep Khalek occupied.

He tried to throw her to the wall, but only succeeded in causing everyone else in the room to be thrown against the wall. "You can't hurt me, Khalek," Kristie said confidently. "I'm everything you're not, and everything you'll never be."

Khalek laughed, still keeping everyone else at bay. He refused to let this mere woman see that he was beginning to lose confidence that he was stronger. Everyone else was affected by his power… but why not her.

"You don't scare me, Kristina! There's nothing you can hope to do but stall me for just a few more minutes."

Kristie titled her head to one side, "Nothing I can hope to do," she repeated. "You're mighty full of yourself for a clone. And if there's really nothing I can hope to do… then kill me. Give it your best."

Khalek's smile was sinister and pure evil. Those lying at the base of the walls they were thrown against watched in horror as Khalek sent a surge of power out of his hand at Kristie – right before Jack fired the shot.


A/N: Please, please, please! I really DO rely on your reviews to shape the rest of the story and fix what I've done wrong so I won't do it again in the future - please review!