Stargate SG1

by Anaika Skywalker

An alternate look at the episodes of Stargate SG1, starting at the end of the Movie and then on to 'Children of the Gods'. Completed.

8. Homecoming

Title: Stargate SG-1

Author: Anaika Skywalker

Rating: T

Disclaimer: Don't own it, wish I did, I just like to play with SG-1 once and a while. I'll put them back when I'm finished. I promise.

Author's Note: Fallen and Homecoming were going to be one chapter, however it just got to big, so I made it into two.

Letnet: Thank you so much for your kind words. I'm glad to have Daniel back, I love writing about him.

Winjan: It's nice to have Daniel and Cali back together. I'm going to miss Jonas; he was fun to write about.

Stargate SG-1

Chapter Eight: (Part 2) Homecoming

SGC

The Stargate opened with a whoosh into the iris.

"Receiving IDC, sir. It's SG-1." Sergeant Harriman informed.

"Open the iris." General Hammond commanded and left the control room, going down to the Gate room as the order was given. Major Carter and Colonel O'Neill were exiting the wormhole along with a couple of technicians as he arrived. "Colonel, Major."

"The mission objective was a success, sir," Sam reported. "Anubis' new weapon has been neutralized."

"Well done," the General praised. "What about Jonas, Dr. O'Neill and Dr. Jackson?"

"Still on the ship." Jack answered.

"Anubis went into hyperspace before we could do anything." Sam added.

"Do we have any idea where they went?" Hammond inquired.

"No sir."

"All right, report to the briefing room in one hour, Dr. Fraiser is waiting for you both."

Jack went to leave, then stopped. "Sir, if Anubis finds out Cali is onboard his ship…"

The General knew what he was trying to say. "Your daughter is a resourceful young lady, Colonel. I have every confidence she and Dr. Jackson will avoid capture."

"Yes sir, so do I," he agreed. "I just like to be close by when she decides to rip Anubis' ship apart from the inside to get Jonas free and Daniel helps her."

Hammond chuckled. "Knowing your daughter, Colonel and Dr. Jackson, they'll find a way to contact you."

"Yes sir, they probably will." Jack said and followed Sam out of the Gate room.

After getting the all clear from Dr. Fraiser, Sam and Jack headed for their locker rooms to shower and change. On leaving, Jack found he headed back to level 21 and Dr. Gibson's office. He knocked and went in on the acknowledgement, lingering in the doorway. "Are you busy, Doc?"

Andrea smiled and gestured him in. "Not at all Colonel, come on in."

He did and shut the door, hesitating, he glanced around the room. He didn't mind Gibson, he just wasn't found of shrinks in general. "Um, I thought you should know, Jonas, Cali and Daniel were still on Anubis' ship. Jonas was captured and the um geek squad is going to try and break him out."

She tired to hide the fact that bit of news concerned her. She was fond of Jonas, very fond. "Can they free him?"

"Knowing those two, yes." Jack answered.

"Thank you, Colonel."

He nodded, adding. "Look doc, Jonas likes you and as far as I'm concerned the kid needs a break," he shoved his hands into his pants pockets. "We've given him a hard time over the past year and he's put up with it. We don't want to see him hurt."

Andrea was impressed; she hugged herself, feeling an accomplishment had just been made. "Neither do I, Colonel."

With another nod, he turned and walked out. Janet Fraiser passed him on the way in; she'd heard the news.

"Is there anything I can do, Andy?"

Andrea shook her head. "No, I'm fine."

Janet frowned and shut the door. "No you're not, Andy. We've all been through this and when it happens we help each other out." She put her hand on the young woman's shoulder. "Now is there anything I can do?"

Smiling, Andrea yielded, taking some of her own advice. "Have a cup of coffee with me?"

"I can do that," the doctor agreed.

"Thanks Janet."

On Anubis' mothership, Jonas was lead towards the pel'tec by a couple of Jaffa. He'd managed to endure the mind probe, he'd fought against it, but something like that wasn't easy to do.

Anubis was looking out the widow as Jonas was brought in, the Jaffa remaining outside.

"You appear to be unharmed by the mind probe."

"I appreciate your concern," Jonas retorted rubbing his neck. "You seem calm considering some lowly humans just put a serious crack in your plans for galactic domination."

Anubis turned. "Your insolence amuses me. I have learned many valuable things from you, Jonas Quinn. I now know Dr. Jackson and his wife accompanied you aboard this ship."

"Do you know where they are?" He asked cautiously.

"They continue to elude our sensors, but their time is running out."

Jonas breathed easily. "Nothing you learn from me is going to help you," he said defiantly.

Anubis went and sat on his throne. "Oh, we will see about that," he ridiculed. "Have a look out the window."

Jonas did. "We've jumped out of hyperspace," he noted. It looked like they were entering the atmosphere of a planet.

"I am eager to find out more about this powerful variation of Naquada discovered on your planet. I believe you call it Naquadria."

"Where are we?" Jonas asked, straining to see through the white misty clouds.

"Welcome home, Jonas Quinn!"

He saw his home planet below them, the city where he'd grown up. This was not good. Not good at all.

In the briefing room of the SGC, Hammond stood with Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter. "We just received a report from Tok'ra intelligence," he revealed. "So far, they have no information on the whereabouts of Anubis' ship."

"What about Teal'c?" Jack asked him.

"We haven't heard anything," the General informed. "We can only assume he is still with Yu's fleet."

"Any idea why they didn't show?" Sam inquired.

"I could make a guess," the Colonel said sarcastically.

"You think Yu hung us out to dry?" Hammond asked him.

"I'm not going to touch that, sir," Jack commented and his CO winced.

"I don't think he would have made a deal with Anubis," Sam stated. "Not with their history."

"Trust a Goa'uld, this is what you get."

"I understand how you feel, Colonel," the General declared. "But I approved this operation because I believed it was out best chance to deal with Anubis a crippling blow."

"Yes sir."

They heard the Stargate activate and Sergeant Harriman's voice over the PA: "Unscheduled off world activation!"

They hurried to the control room

"We're receiving a radio signal, sir," the Sergeant revealed and put it through.

"This is Ambassador Dreylock, of the Kelownan High Council. Please respond."

General Hammond did so. "This is General Hammond of Stargate Command."

"We request immediate assistance. We are under attack."

"We've been over this, Ambassador," the General reminded. "We cannot interfere in the internal affairs of your planet."

"You don't understand. We are under attack from a Goa'uld. He calls himself Anubis."

"Oy!" Jack exclaimed.

"Well now we know where he is." Sam noted.

"Ambassador, I'm sending Colonel O'Neill and Major Carter through to assess the situation." Hammond informed.

"Thank you, General."

Hammond straightened as the Stargate shut down; he glanced at the two of them. "Assess the situation, you may also be able to contract our missing people."

Jack nodded. "Yes sir." He and Sam left the control room. They kitted up and headed back to the Gate room, the Stargate started spinning as the address was dialed. When the last chevron was in place, it opened with a whoosh.

"Good luck, Colonel, Major," Hammond said over the PA from the control room. "And Godspeed."

Jack smiled and he and Sam walked up the ramp and through the Gate, stepping out on Kelownan soil, well into an underground bunker.

Ambassador Dreylock was there to greet them along with Commander Hale, both didn't look happy. "Colonel O'Neill, Major Carter," the Ambassador greeted.

"Ambassador, Commander." Sam acknowledged.

"Thank you for coming." Dreylock said.

"What's going on, kids?" Jack said with a 'told you so' smile.

"A ship is hovering over the city," Hale informed. "Alien troops have already taken the Capital building as well as other key positions."

"Where are we exactly?" Sam asked looking around.

"This bunker is several hundred feet below an army base on the outskirts of the city," he revealed.

Sam looked to the Colonel. "The communicator should work," she told him. "It was designed to transmit from Tok'ra tunnels."

"I don't understand." Dreylock said confused.

"We believe three of our people maybe on board that ship," Sam explained. "One being Jonas Quinn." She ignored the shock and disgust that came across their faces.

Jack moved away from them, taking the Tok'ra communicator from his pocket. He spoke into it. "Daniel, Cali, come in. This is O'Neill." He paused. "Daniel, Cali."

"Jack?" That was Daniel.

"What's your situation?"

"We're hiding. What's yours?"

Jack nearly rolled his eyes, nearly. "Carter and I are on the planet."

"You're going to have to be a little more specific, dad," Cali's voice came over the communicator. "We haven't had time to look out a window lately."

"You're hovering over Jonas' home world."

"Why?" Daniel was back.

"I wish I know. Are you two in any immediate danger?"

"Depends what you mean by immediate?"

"Daniel!"

"We're fine, we found the location of Jonas' cell from the ship's computer," Cali revealed. "We're on our way there now. We've got a couple of problems though."

"Like what?" Jack asked them.

Daniel was back. "Well, we're not sure how to shut off the force-field protecting his cell yet."

"You said a couple?"

"Yeah, actually, we're a little lost at the moment and we've only got about three hours left before the Tok'ra isotope wears off and we're visible to the ships sensors."

"So… business as usual then, huh?"

"I don't know. Is it?"

Jack swore he head Cali giggling as Daniel said that. "Yes – we do this kind of thing all the time."

"Ah, well, good – that's comforting then."

"Keep your heads down and do what you can, we'll see what we can do this end." He ordered them.

"Got it dad." Cali acknowledged.

Jack put the communicator away and turned back to his 2IC, seeing the Ambassador was nowhere in sight.

Hale gestured for them to sit and they did, the Commander remained on his feet however.

"All right, what happened when Anubis arrived?" The Colonel questioned him.

"We were completely caught off-guard by the ships arrival," Hale declared, he paced around the table as he spoke. "There was widespread panic. Before we even know what was happening, most of the High Council had been taken hostage. When we wouldn't give in to his demands, Anubis had the First Minister executed. He also fired a volley into our industrial sector, destroying several factories and killing many citizens." He paused stopping. "After that, we gave him what he wanted."

"Which was?" Jack asked.

"Naquadria. Our entire stockpile."

Ambassador Dreylock re-entered the room. "Commander," she addressed Hale. "We are receiving a transmission from the surface."

"Excuse me a moment." He said and went with the Ambassador.

Sam turned to the Colonel, keeping her voice down. "Anubis must have used that mind probe on Jonas. That's how he found out about the naquadria."

"Well, if he did, he knows the stuff only works half the time," he noted.

"Just because we haven't been able to establish a stable power output, doesn't mean he won't."

Jack had a feeling she was going to say that. "Da da da dum? Da da da dum?"

By the time the Commander and Ambassador returned, both Sam and Jack had visual checked out the entire room without making it obvious, formulating questions.

"I'm sorry we kept you so long," the Ambassador said with a nervous smile.

"No problem." Jack said casually, having been playing with the glass pieces on the table.

"Commander," Sam addressed Hale, "you said you gave Anubis your entire stockpile of naquadria."

"That is correct."

"So, if he got what he wanted, why is he still here?"

"I have no idea," the Commander answered. "We just learned his men have been rounding up archaeologists from the Academy of Sciences."

"He may be trying to find the Stargate." Sam theorized.

"How secure is this place?" Jack asked, thinking ahead.

"It's top secret. We had the Gate moved here after the Teranians and Andrais began their air strikes." Hale announced.

"So you did go to war?" Sam stated.

"Yes, but we managed to negotiate a ceasefire." Dreylock said with a haunting dread to her voice.

"I thought you were outgunned and out manned." Jack declared.

"We used the naquadria bomb." Hale told them.

"On people?"

"Believe me, everyone immediately regretted it," the Ambassador said quickly. "The devastation was beyond anything we could have ever imagined."

"We had no choice," Hale said sternly. "As many Kelownans would have died had we done nothing, we were faced with our own destruction and you refused to help us." He accused the two of them.

"And as awful as it was," Dreylock said with remorse. "It did succeed in bringing the Teranians and Andaris to the table. In fact, delegates had just arrived in the city for peace talks when all of this began."

Sam glanced from her CO to the Ambassador and Commander. "Do they know about the Stargate?"

"No," the Commander informed.

"Well, they may have noticed the rather large ship floating in the sky," Jack said with a touch of sarcasm. "You might as well tell them the rest."

"We were hoping it wouldn't come to that. Anubis has everything he came for. He may just leave."

"If Anubis can figure our how to overcome the instability of the naquadria, it will give him a significant advantage over all of his enemies," Sam pointed out. "Sooner of later, he is going to want more."

"There is no more," Dreylock revealed. "The mine is dry."

"And you think he is going to take your word for it?" The Major said bluntly. "He will occupy this planet and enslave your people. We've seen it before."

"What can we do?" Hale asked.

"If you want to fight, we will help you," she told them, getting a nod from her CO. "But we need the co-operation of the other major powers on this world."

"That means you drag their sorry asses down here and tell them everything." Jack added.

Ambassador Dreylock nodded. "Very well. It will take time though."

"That's fine, we have to make a report to the General. So take your time," he told her.

Reluctantly they agreed and left.

Sam looked to Jack. "This is going to get messy sir."

"Oh yeah," he agreed. "Come on lets dial home and report in." He saw her nod and they walked over to the DHD. "And be careful what you say, I have a feeling the walls have ears."

She arched an eyebrow, but agreed and dialed Earth. When the Gate opened, they contacted the General and gave a full report, being told Teal'c had been in contact and what had happened and what was going to happen, all the General's conversation was heard only over their earpieces.

"Send him through as soon as he arrives, General, we may need him."

"Will do, Colonel. SGC out." The General agreed and the Gate closed down.

"Now we wait," Jack told Sam. "I hope Danny and Cali are having better luck then we are." He saw her grin. "What?"

"You haven't call Daniel, Danny in a long time."

He shrugged. "Not to his face any way," he mused. "Your dad and Cali have that privilege."

She smiled again. "Sometimes I think Daniel sees dad as a father figure."

"Possibly, but then again he has me for a father-in-law." Jack smirked.

"True, sir." Sam said chuckling.

On board Anubis' mothership, Daniel and Cali walked quickly down a corridor, keeping their Zats ready, finding the storeroom they were looking for, they ducked inside and closed the door.

"Over here," she whispered and they hurried to the far wall, ducking behind some containers.

Daniel hankered down beside her, the pipes that lined the wall, would carry their voices to the cell where Jonas was being held some twenty feet from them. "Jonas?" He called out, keeping his voice down. "Jonas, are you there?"

There was a pause, then: "Daniel?"

"Yeah, are you all right?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Are you and Cali all right?"

"We're fine, Jonas," she answered him. "We're in a storage room about twenty feet from your current position."

"Can you get me out of here?" He asked them.

"We're working on it." Daniel told him, a little skeptical.

"Jonas, Anubis has taken the ship to your home world," Cali informed. "We're in position right about the Kelownan capital."

"I know," Jonas told them. "He's after the Naquadria and it's my fault, if it wasn't for me he never would have found out about it."

"Don't blame yourself," she said gently.

"The point is, I joined Stargate Command so that maybe one day I could protect my planet from the Goa'uld, instead I brought them right to it."

"We'll find a way out of this." Daniel assured him.

"Yeah?"

"Apparently," he said skeptically.

"Hey, we're SG-1, it's what we do," Cali jeered with a grin.

"Right." Jonas said drawing out the word.

Back on the planet, Ambassador Dreylock walked into the bunker's Gate and command room with two Ambassadors. Introducing them. "Colonel O'Neill, Major Carter, may I present the leaders of the Teranian and Andari peace delegations. Ambassador Sevarin and Ambassador Noor," she introduced. "Colonel O'Neill and Major Cater are representative of a planet called Earth."

Noor looked them up and down. "You don't look very alien," she said with a snobby tone.

"We get that a lot." Jack informed.

Behind them the Stargate started to spin, chevron's locking in place.

"And this, of course, is the Stargate." Dreylock revealed.

"How does it work?" Sevarin inquired.

"Let's have a look." Jack said and turned as the Stargate opened with a whoosh that started the new Ambassadors. He just grinned. "Something like that."

"Incredible!" Noor exclaimed.

"Isn't it?" The Colonel said cheerfully.

Teal'c walked through the event horizon, he still wore the garments of a Jaffa, but the armor was mostly gone.

"He's one of the enemy soldiers!" Sevarin exclaimed.

"Relax, he's one of ours," Jack said calmly and he and Sam went over to their friend.

"It is good to see the both of you again." Teal'c told them.

"We got your message through General Hammond." Sam informed.

"Are you nuts?" Jack asked him flat out.

"I believe it to be our only choice, O'Neill."

He shook his head and addressed his 2IC. "Go settle the Ambassador's down, they'll need to be sitting down for this."

She nodded. "Yes sir," she agreed and hurried back to them.

Jack looked back to his Jaffa friend. "We've already trusted one Goa'uld and look where it got us."

"I do not trust Ba'al, O'Neill, but I believe that at least for the moment, his goal is the same as ours." Teal'c said bluntly.

"All right, have at it," he ordered and saw the surprise that laced the Jaffa's eye. "Oh yes, you do the talking," he said patting him on the arm as he walked over to the table of Ambassador's.

Teal'c hesitated for a brief moment and then joined them, addressing the Ambassador's and the Kelownan Commander. "We have made an agreement with another System Lord named Ba'al," he informed. "If we give him the location of this world, he will bring a fleet and destroy Anubis."

Jack went and sat next to Sam, seeing the reaction to that piece of news.

"You propose to bring more of these Goa'uld to our world?" Noor asked him, she was a little disgusted at the idea.

"For the moment, Anubis is vulnerable," Teal'c expressed. "He has but one ship and is preoccupied, but he believes his position to be secure because he knows the other System Lords are unaware of this place."

"And if Anubis is destroyed, how do we know this Ba'al will leave us alone?" Hale asked him bluntly.

"This is part of the agreement."

"You say we cannot negotiate with Anubis, and that these Goa'uld cannot be trusted!" He snarled at the Jaffa.

"And yet you ask us to trust another!" Noor concluded.

"Your world is facing an imminent threat." Teal'c reminded.

"Kelowna is facing an imminent threat," Sevarin stated. "There are no alien ships in the skies above Terania."

"See what we have to deal with?" Hale pointed out.

"Haven't you guys ever heard the story of the dog and the dancing monkeys?" Jack asked them. Seeing their confused looks. "It has something to do with getting along and…. Dancing…" seeing he was making a fool out of himself. He looked to Sam. "Carter."

"With all due respect, Mr. Ambassador, when Anubis comes looking for more naquadria, he's not going to respect any boarders," she pointed out. "He will tear this planet apart piece by piece if he has too."

"Bottom line is," Jack stated bluntly in full command mood. "I'm not going to approve any plan unless I have unanimous agreement from all parties."

The Ambassadors looked at each other and slowly they nodded in agreement.

Daniel looked around the storeroom for anything that maybe useful to them, so far he'd come up empty. "I thought this was a storage room," he grumbled.

"It is," Cali reminded.

"Well they don't have anything interesting in here."

She chuckled. "Next time I see Anubis, I'm sure to give him that piece of advice, to fill his storage rooms with useful gadgets."

Daniel rolled his eyes as Sam's voice came over the communicator. "Daniel, come in?"

He pulled it out of his pocket. "Yeah, go ahead."

"Did you find Jonas?"

"Yeah, we're still having problems with this force field cell thing," he informed as Cali joined him.

"You're going to have to find a way to cut the power."

"How do we do that, Sam?" Cali asked her.

"I'm not sure, but we've only got a couple of hours to figure it out."

"What happens then?"

"Ba'al's fleet arrives."

Daniel looked at his watch, and then back at his wife, he spoke to Sam though. "Well, we've got fifteen minutes until this isotope wears off and we're visible to the ship's sensors," they heard matching. "You know what, we're going to have to get back to you. We've got company." He said quickly and they hid behind some containers in the shadow, tucking the communicator back into his vest pocket.

The door to the storage room opened and a group of Jaffa entered and two took out a barrel. The leader of the group looked around the room, hesitating. Behind their containers, Daniel and Cali had their Zats ready incase they had to fight their way out. As the Jaffa got closer to them he called the others in, the ship suddenly shock violently as an explosion was heard.

"Kree!" The Jaffa ordered and he and his men left in a hurry.

"What the hell was that?" Daniel asked Cali as they stood.

"I don't know, lets go and check on Jonas." She suggested and they hurried out of the storage room, heading down the corridor, finding the cell unguarded. The shield on the cell was flickering.

"Jonas?" Daniel called out to him.

He appeared. "What happened?"

"I don't know."

"An explosion of some kind." Cali offered, shrugging.

"Well whatever it was, there's not enough power to maintain the force field." Jonas acknowledged. He stupidly tested its strength but touch it, the field sparked and jolted his left arm back, making him wince painfully.

"Are you okay?" Daniel asked him.

"That hurt!" Jonas grumbled rubbing his arm.

"Arm?"

"A little numb," he admitted. "But I think I can make it."

"You'd better," Daniel told him. "I don't want to have to take you out of here in a dust-pan."

"Yeah."

"Are you sure you can do this?" Cali asked.

"We'll know soon enough," he declared and backed up, then at the right moment jumped through the force field barrier, somersaulting onto the floor.

Daniel helped him to his feet. "Nice."

"Thanks. Now how do we get off this thing?"

"Cargo ship," Cali put forth.

"Okay," he followed them both. "Which way?"

"Er, this way," Daniel answered, pointing down another corridor.

"Sure?" Jonas asked him as they went that way.

"Nope."

Cali grinned. "Guessing."

"Right!" The Kelownan accepted and followed. These two were legendary when it came to doing the unimaginable and Jonas had seen Cali do some incredible things on her own, so he trusted them. As they ran down the corridor he rubbed his arm, the feeling was starting to come back.

"The cargo bay should be just down the next hall," Daniel informed.

"How's the arm?" Cali asked straight after him.

"I can wiggle my fingers," Jonas said, showing her.

Daniel suddenly shoved the two of them back against the wall and they heard Jaffa heading down the hall. "And those are all the Jaffa going into the cargo bay which is just down the hall."

"Any better ideas?" Cal inquired.

"Thinking," he stated and they headed back the way they came, taking a different corridor. "I hope Jack and Sam are having better luck."

"Dad's no diplomat, Daniel," she declared. "Sam on the other hand can handle it."

They headed down another corridor, Daniel still leading the way, then Jonas and finally Cali. Hearing Jaffa, they ducked into a room, closing the door, glancing around they saw it was a weapon's locker. Jonas found himself a zat.

"It looks like the patrols are closing in," he noted.

"Yeah, well," Cali glanced at her watch. "We've got one minute before the isotope wears off."

Daniel sat on a crate. "You know," he addressed Jonas, "that planet you guys found me on was nice. The people were simple, life was quiet."

"What can I say?" Jonas said with a shrug.

"I couldn't remember what this was like."

"It's fun, isn't it?"

"Yeah," Daniel admitted, seeing Cali smile and chuckle a little.

Jonas was a little hesitant. "Look, if we get out of this."

"We'll get out of this," Cali said patting him on the back as she walked over to her husband, standing beside him.

"I know that, I've been thinking though, with Daniel back, you don't need me in SG-1 any more," he said. "I mean don't get me wrong, I love the job."

"Oh yeah, who could argue," Daniel agreed with a touch of sarcasm. "I mean, lousy hours, constant peril."

"Oh the bright side, you get to travel a lot." Jonas pointed out.

Daniel nodded as his wife chuckled again; he looked wearily at Jonas, who was standing by the door. "You're very … up."

"Yeah," he didn't feel very up at the moment. "Ah, the truth is, I don't think that Colonel O'Neill was very comfortable having me around," he pointed out. "And as much as Cali as tried to make me feel welcome, I know having me around is hard on her too."

"Jonas," she protested.

"No, it's okay, I understand."

"Jack has said you were a good man," Daniel told him. "So has Cali."

"Really?" Jonas was surprised. "The Colonel actually said that."

"Yeah," Daniel smiled lightly. "You're shocked he never let on?"

The Kelownan shrugged. "Anyway, now that you're back…"

"Let's worry about getting out of here first." Cali suggested being the voice of reason.

Both men agreed and Jonas put forth. "Rings?"

"What good's that going to do?" Daniel asked. "There's nowhere to ring to."

"Well, we found a ring platform when we first uncovered the Stargate." Jonas announced.

"Which means it hasn't been used in over two thousand years."

"Then lets see if it still works." Cali said and with Zat ready, guided them out of the room.

They headed towards the ring room; it could be approached from two different directions. Daniel and Cali went one way and Jonas went the other. Outside it they head a message over the ships PA system, directed to the Jaffa inside.

"Jaffa Kree! Three unauthorized personnel detected on sensors approaching your sector."

Cali opened the door and Daniel moved quickly, Zatting the two Jaffa as Jonas entered from the other door. The three of them hurried over to the ring transporter, Daniel and Cali stood on the platform and Jonas went to the controls.

"Do you even know where it is we're going?" Daniel asked him.

He quickly punched in the combination and joined them, Zat ready. "Not a clue," he declared and they transported away.

In the warehouse on Kelowna, Sam, Teal'c and Dreylock had gone to locate a crystal Sam had fingered out was what Anubis wanted. They'd been captured by Jaffa, Sam was about to hand the crystal over when the rings activated, transporting Daniel, Cali and Jonas into the warehouse, the three quickly zatted the Jaffa in range, Teal'c and Sam over powered the rest.

"Nice timing," the Major praised, helping Dreylock to her feet.

"Thanks." Daniel said.

Dreylock addressed the Kelownan with them. "Jonas Quinn."

"Ambassador," he replied openly.

"Where are we?" Cali inquired.

"Warehouse, it's where they keep all the Goa'uld artifacts, including a ring platform." Sam answered.

Jonas saw what was in her hand. "The Crystal."

"Let's get out of here," Daniel urged. "There's probably more Jaffa right on our tails."

Sam nodded. "I'll fill you in as we go," she agreed and they left.

Jack was pacing the bunker, wondering what was taking Sam so long, while keeping tabs on SG11 and 15.

A voice reported over his radio. "The perimeter is clear, sir. We've got a visual on Major Robins' position across the square."

"Okay Sergeant," he replied. "Sit tight. O'Neill out."

"Colonel!"

He looked up seeing Sam and Teal'c were back with Dreylock. "Hey!" He saw who else was with them. "Where did you find them?"

"They, er, dropped into the warehouse."

"Nice," Jack smirked as he joined them, getting a quick hug from his daughter. "The crystal?"

"Right here," Sam pulled it out of her vest pocket.

Hale came in as she was handing it to the Colonel, both looked concerned. "I'll take that."

"I think it would be better if we held onto it."

"I'm afraid I must insist." The Kelownan commander said forcefully.

A troop of Jaffa entered from both directions and surrounded them.

"What is this?" Jack asked.

"I have made a separate arrangement." Hale informed.

Herak escorted Sevarin and Noor into the room. "Put down your weapons, Colonel, or I will be forced to destroy these people."

Seeing there was no other choice, they disarmed.

"The crystal?" Hale insisted.

Sam handed it over to him.

"You're an idiot, you know that." Jack retorted.

"In exchange for this," Hale held up the crystal. "Anubis has agreed to leave Kelownan territory untouched."

"Thus confirming my last statement," the Colonel snorted.

"He knows our naquadria supplies are depleted, but I believe he may find another mind on Taranian territory."

"That's a lie!" Sevarin snarled.

Hale turned to him. "One of your scientists is a Kelownan spy," he informed. "We know you have been trying to build your own bomb for the last three years."

"But we didn't mind the naquadria," Sevarin said more calmly. "We stole it from the Andaris."

"What?" Noor spun round and slapped him hard across the face.

Jonas pushed his way forward. "Don't you see what's happening here? He's using you against each other."

"Enough!" Herak yelled.

Ignoring him, Jonas continued. "You can't afford to fight any longer. This whole planet is a target, not just Kelowna or Terania. You have to stand together here."

"I said enough!" Herak snapped and backhanded Jonas, knocking him to the floor.

Jonas stayed down, but addressed his people, his voice rising as he spoke. "You have got to start trusting each other, otherwise you are all going to become slaves."

"If you're lucky." Jack added bluntly.

Herak held out his hand. "The crystal?" He ordered Hale and the commander gave it to him. "Thank you." He taking his staff weapon he walked over to where Jack was, standing next to him he turn and fired the weapon, killing Hale. He grabbed hold of Cali and pulled her too him, smirking as Teal'c held Daniel back. "Anubis is waiting for you, Dr. O'Neill."

"Go to hell," she spat.

He merely chuckled, ignoring her. "As for the rest of you, you will be publicly executed as an example to all those who would defy their god."

Jack saw his daughter adjust her stance, giving her the change to prepare. "Does it have to be publicly?"

Herak threatened him with his staff weapon. "I could kill you now."

Moving the staff weapon away from his face, Jack glance at his daughter, his eyes told her to wait. "Publicly is fine."

"Jaffa!" Herak ordered and they were rounded up.

Before they could be lead out of the bunker, tremors rocked it, knocking everyone off their feet; SG-1 went into immediate action grabbing whatever weapon they could as the Ambassadors scrabbled for cover. Jack took out as many Jaffa as he could with his P-90, Cali had grabbed a staff weapon and was using it to fight a Jaffa, knocking him to his feet, she smacked him across the face before spinning the weapon around and firing it to take out a Jaffa that had aimed at Teal'c. Daniel, Jonas and Sam had gone hand to hand, and then grabbed Zats and staff weapons.

Herak dialed the Stargate and hurried to get to it. Sam jumped on his back, he lost his hold on the crystal and it went sliding across the floor. Herak throw Sam off his back and fell to the floor, he scrambled after the crystal.

Daniel saw it and went after it too, not seeing the Jaffa that was aiming his staff weapon at him. Jonas did.

"Daniel!" He called out and dived at him, knocking Daniel out of the way, getting hit in the side by the staff weapon as he did. Teal'c fired his staff weapon, killing the last Jaffa as Herak ran through the event horizon and the Stargate closed down.

Sam scrambled over to Jonas. "Jonas!"

Daniel and Cali got to him too. "I owe you one," he told him.

"Call it even," Jonas insisted, his voice laced with pain.

Cali pulled the field bandage from her vest and ripped open the packaging, getting it open she unfolded it and bandaged the wound. "He's losing a lot of blood, we've got to get him back to the SGC."

"You and Daniel take him," Jack ordered. "We'll help round up the last of the Jaffa. I have a feeling there's nothing left of Anubis' ship topside."

Daniel got to his feet. "We'll get General Hammond to send back some help," he told him and quickly dialed the Stargate.

When it was opened, Teal'c got Jonas to his feet; Cali and Daniel took him, being careful of his side.

"Take it easy kid," Jack told the Kelownan. "We'll see you when we get back."

"Yes sir." Jonas said weakly.

Sam sent her IDC and then contacted Hammond, requesting a med team. Taking it easy, the two archaeologists helped their friend through the Stargate; it closed down moments later.

Jack found the Ambassadors on their feet, having witnessed the entire thing. "You three owe your lives to Jonas Quinn, you might want to think about that," he told them, and then addressed his team. "Okay kids, grab your gear and lets give SG-11 and 15 a hand."

Sam and Teal'c nodded, grabbing what they needed the three of them walked out, leaving the stunned Ambassadors in the middle of the bunker control room.

Early the next morning, Cali and Daniel visited Jonas; he was resting in the infirmary. "Up for some visitors?" She asked as they walked over to his bed.

"Yeah," he said still a little sore. "It's not so bad now."

"I wanted to thank you," Daniel said sincerely. "You saved my life."

"Like I said, we'll call it even."

"I want to thank you too," Cali said as she took his hand. "I really didn't give you a chance and I should have, I'm sorry. You did everything you could to fit in and I should have tried harder to help you… I guess what I'm trying to say is you don't have to leave SG-1, we can work it out."

He managed a smile. "I'd just be in the way."

"No you wouldn't," she perched gently on the edge of the bed, not letting go of his hand. "When dad went missing chasing after Maybourne and ended up on the alien moon, you were there for me, even when I told you to leave me alone, you stayed."

"You were there for me when we went back to Kelowna to help my old professor," he reminded.

She smiled warmly. "And you insisted Nirrti experiment on you instead of me," she recollected. "You put your life on the line for me, more then once. You deserve to be on SG-1."

"So you do," he told her. "You and Daniel."

"Is there anything we can say to change your mind?" Daniel asked him, he stood at his wife's side, one hand on her shoulder.

Slowly shaking his head, Jonas smiled again. "You're both back where you belong. Now it's time for me to find out where I belong."

He nodded. "I hope you do, Jonas."

"Thanks Daniel," he released Cali's hand and held it out to Daniel, who shook it.

Cali saw Andrea come in and she stood. "We'll see you later, Jonas."

He nodded and they left, acknowledging Andrea on the way out. Jonas gestured her over. "Hey doc."

She smiled and sat on the edge of his bed, giving him the hand made card. "From Carly, she wants you to get better soon."

He opened it one handed, his right arm was in a sling, smiling at the hand drawn picture and what the five year old wrote. "Tell her thank you for me."

"I will," she assured.

He left the card lying on the bed and took her hand. "How are you?"

"Isn't that my question?" She teased, even though deep down she just wanted to hug him to be reassured he was all right.

"You didn't answer my question?" He noted.

"I'm fine," she lent over him, being careful of his injured side and gently brushed her lips against his. "You're back and your alive," she whispered.

"I had a lot to come back too," he told her, but the one thing that weighted heavily on his mind was what he was going to do next. But that was his decision to work out.

Andrea sat up. "Yes you do and you just remember that, Jonas Quinn."

"I will,"

Behind her, General Hammond came into the ward alone with Ambassador Dreylock.

Glancing back, Andrea quickly hoped off the bed. "Sir, Ma'am."

The General introduced the two. "Ambassador Dreylock, Dr. Andrea Gibson, our resident psychologist."

"Doctor," Dreylock greeted.

"The Ambassador would like a word with Mr. Quinn," Hammond informed.

Andrea nodded, before turning back to Jonas. "If you need to talk, Jonas, just let me know," she offered.

"I will," he assured.

She smiled and turned back. "Sir, Ma'am," she said and then walked out.

"If you need anything, Ambassador, just tell the Sergeant outside," the General told her.

"Thank you General Hammond." He nodded and left. Taking a stool, Dreylock sat next to Jonas' bed. "I've come on behalf of the Kelownan High Council," she told Jonas. "They'd like you to return home."

"Really?" He was surprised. "Last time I went home, I was considered a traitor," he reminded.

"That will not be the case this time," she guaranteed.

"Are you sure about that?"

"The Andaris and Teranians will only agree to participate in a Joint Ruling Council on the condition that you are the Kelownan representative," she revealed. "Your experiences over the past year will be vital to our planet forging ahead and facing what awaits in our future. We need you, Jonas."

He heard the somberness in her voice. "The people of Kelownan, Adaris and Teranian are going to have to listen to each other and work together before our planet has a future."

"We all realize that," she insisted. "That's why we need you, you've shown us we need to work together and we need you to be our voice and conscious."

"But will they listen?" Jonas asked.

"I think they're going to have to," Dreylock said bluntly. She stood. "I'll leave you to think about it."

He nodded. "Thank you, Ambassador."

"No, Jonas, it is I who should be thanking you," she said. "Thank you." She bowed her head and walked out.

Jonas lay back and thought about it, on one hand he wanted to stay on Earth, but deep down, he wanted to return home too.

Janet came in a few minutes later to check on him. "How are you doing, Jonas?"

"I'm fine," he said forcing a smile. "Ambassador Dreylock wants me to return home and sit on the Joint Ruling Council."

She was surprised. "It sounds like they need you."

"That's what she said."

"You're not so sure?"

He sighed. "It's not that, I'm just not sure I want to leave and yet a part of me is excited about being able to return home."

"Jonas, you have to do what your heart tells you," Janet advised. "Even if that means leaving someone behind."

He nodded slowly, understanding what she meant.

Patting his hand, Janet left the room.

Two days later he'd made up his mind, informing both the Ambassador and the General, he was going home. Telling Andrea hadn't been easy, but in the end she'd been happy for him.

All packed, he stood in his office, having wanted a few things from there, getting the last of them he zipped up his bag one handed since his left arm was still in the sling. Taking one last look at the office, Jonas walked out, a little heavy hearted. He took the elevator to level 21, stopping it at Janet Fraiser's office.

Janet got up as he walked in. "All ready to go?"

He nodded. "I wanted to say goodbye and thank you."

She gave him a gentle hung. "You'll be missed Jonas."

"By some," he agreed and then smiled. "Say goodbye to Cassie for me."

"I will," she assured and added. "And I'll look after Andy."

"Thanks," he gave her a smile and walked out, taking the elevator to the Gate room.

All of SG-1 was there when he arrived, lined up by the ramp. General Hammond was too, as was Ambassador Dreylock; she stood by the ramp, he put his bag on it.

"Are you sure about this?" He asked her.

"Very sure, Jonas." She told him.

He nodded and turned to the people who had become his family over the last year.

"Got everything packed?" Jack asked him good heartedly. "Toothbrush? Slippers? Hair gel?"

Jonas grinned at the Colonel. "Yes." He then went over to the General. "Sir."

"It was an honor, son." Hammond told him and shook his hand.

"Yes it was," Jonas agreed and then went over to Daniel. "You know, when we first met, you told me that the issues between my planet's nations would seem insignificant once I found out what was really going on up there."

Daniel nodded, recalling that. "Yeah, I remember that."

"You do?" Jonas was a little surprised.

"Yeah," Daniel answered as the Stargate started spinning.

"Hey that's great!"

"It's all kind of coming back." He told Jonas with a grin.

"Anyway, I'm just glad I had the chance to find out." Jonas told him.

"Me too." Daniel shook his hand.

He moved to Cali, who stood beside her husband. "Dr. O'Neill."

"Jonas," she smiled warmly. "You've done a lot of good, Jonas, never forget that," she said honestly.

"I won't."

Cali stepped forward and hugged him gently, he hugged her back; they had made peace and found a strong friendship. "You be careful, okay," she whispered.

"I will." He paused for a moment, and then told her. "I asked her to come with me, Cali," he said quietly, the disappointment evident in his voice. "She said her place was here. I wanted her and Carly to come home with me."

She sympathized. "I know, she told me," she said, understanding what he was feeling. "She won't forget you."

"And I won't forget her."

She surprised him by kissing him gently on the lips. "Take care, underling."

Jonas smiled, a little embarrassed. "Thanks." He moved to stand before Teal'c.

The Jaffa grabbed his arm in a traditional hold. "You have the heart of a warrior, Jonas Quinn. Continue to fight well."

He nodded. "And you Teal'c," he said and went to Sam, who gave him a hug.

"Keep in touch," she whispered.

He finally came to the Colonel, the Gate was now open and the Ambassador stood on the ramp waiting for him. He hesitated, unsure what to say. "Um."

"You've earned it." Jack told him. "All of it."

"Thanks." He shook his hand and then went over and picked up his bag, following the Ambassador up the ramp halfway he turned as she went through. "Hey, Daniel!" He called out. "Feed my fish." He saw the linguist nod and smile, knowing the fish in his office would be well looked after. At the event horizon, he turned and took one more look, seeing the smiling faces of his friends, then stepped through.

The Gate closed down a moment later, Teal'c and Sam left with the General.

Daniel released Cali's hand and went and stood at the bottom of the ramp, she followed him.

Jack saw them as he was leaving. Stopping he turned back. "You all right?"

Daniel looked back and nodded. "Yeah."

"Well, dinner's at seven. Don't be late, either of you," he warned. "Teal'c gets a little cranky when his blood sugar gets low, not to mention your son is eager for the two of you to go home tonight."

"We won't be late, dad," Cali assured with a warm smile as she stood at her husband's side.

"Jack," Daniel looked away from the Stargate to the Colonel, having thought about it. "It's not that I mind rejoining SG-1 and exploring the galaxy, meeting new cultures, jeopardy, saving the world, that kind of thing," he paused and then asked. "We get paid for this, right?"

Jack smiled, that was the Daniel he knew. "Welcome back," he said and wandered out of the Gate room.

Daniel looked back at the Stargate, arms crossed against his chest.

Cali slipped her arm around his waist, resting her head against his shoulder. "We get paid, Danny."

"Yeah?"

"Oh yeah," she agreed. Then straightened. "Come on, the General is waiting for us."

He went with her as they left the Gate room, going to the elevator. "Where are we going?"

"Level 8," she answered and after the got into the elevator, she pressed the right button and it moved.

"What's on level 8?" He asked.

"The Memorial."

The General was waiting with Sergeant Siler at the Wall of Remembrance when they arrived. He acknowledged them, explaining. "Dr. Jackson, after you ascended, the President gave permission for a plaque to be put up in your honor," he clarified and pointed it out to him. "I told your wife, if you were to return, I'd remove it myself." He paused, seeing the young man's reaction. "When Dr. O'Neill ascended, I had a plaque in her honor put beside yours and made the same promise to her son and Colonel O'Neill."

Daniel was a little taken back, seeing the two plaques side by side. "You did?"

"I did," he announced. "However after I informed the President of your return to us and your wife's, he came up with an idea." He nodded to Siler.

The Sergeant attached a cloth-covered bar, the same width, to reach plaque and then stepped back so they could see them. On each bar, embroidered in gold thread was the word – Returned.

Cali felt tears well in her eyes; she released her husband's hand and gave the General a hug. "Thank you sir."

He hugged her back. "You're welcome, Cali."

Daniel shook his hand after he'd released Cali. "Thank you, General."

"Son, you've become part of my family, both you and Cali have," he informed. "Every man and woman on this base thinks a lot of you two, you deserve this."

Siler agreed. "He's right, Dr. Jackson."

"Thank you Sergeant."

Hammond and Siler left the memorial, giving them a moment alone.

Cali took Daniel's hand in hers looking at the memorial; there were so many names. "I wish they could all come home."

"I know," he gave her hand a squeeze. "We were lucky."

She nodded and then smiled. "Come on Dr. Jackson, we've a dinner date to attend."

"That we do, Dr. O'Neill-Jackson," he agreed and they walked away happy in the knowledge they'd made it home.

A few weeks later:

Cali lent against the elevator wall and yawned.

Next to her, Daniel chuckled. "Not getting enough sleep Dr. O'Neill?"

"I have a ravenous husband, he's trying to make up for being away for a year," she remarked, with a sexy grin. "What's your excuse?"

"I'm enjoying it," he smirked and they both laughed.

Cali's beeper buzzing got her attention, she checked the message, then hocked it back on her belt. "We're needed in the infirmary."

He chanced the elevator's direction, turning. "Something you're not telling me?"

"Funny," she remarked.

"I thought so."

The elevator stopped on level 21, they stepped out, finding Dr. Gibson waiting for them. She smiled. "Hi Cali, Daniel."

"Hey, Andy, what's going on?" Daniel inquired.

"At oh three hundred this morning there was a security breach in the Gate room, well not exactly a breach," she informed.

Cali arched an eyebrow. "What happened?"

She led them into an observation room overlooking one of the ISO rooms. "A teenager appeared in a flash of light, naked, cold and no idea how he got there. It seems someone else got kicked out of the Oma Desala fan club."

Cali chuckled. "You've been spending too much time around Jack," she remarked, but walked over to the window, seeing the teenager sitting on the bed dressed in white scrubs. She knew who it was. "Oh boy," she whispered.

Daniel came up beside her. "You know who it is?"

"Jake."

"Jake, as in Jacob O'Neill?"

She nodded. "He obviously descended and took the form of a teenager."

"Well he does look 17 or 18," he agreed.

"Seventeen, he told us he's a first year cadet at the Air Force Academy." Andrea told them.

Cali turned. "Can I talk to him?"

"That's why I had you beeped," the psychologist announced. "He said Oma told him he had to talk to Cali or Jack."

"Is Jack on his way?" Daniel queried, wondering how Jack O'Neill was going to handle this one.

"The General tried ringing the Colonel and got no answer, so he's sent a SF to his house. Then we had a second security breach, the General is dealing with it at the moment."

Daniel turned back to his wife. "I guess your it then."

Cali agreed. "I'll do what I can," she said, and then left the observation room, a guard let her into the ISO room, the door closing behind her.

Jake O'Neill looked up as the door closed; the pretty doctor had said she'd be back. It wasn't her though; the young woman standing before him was beautiful, even in the blue duty fatigues. She was also familiar, it was like he knew her, and he just couldn't remember from where. He swallowed hard and got off the bed, standing at attention. "Ma'am."

She smiled, going closer, she'd been around Air Force personnel long enough to know the protocols. "Stand easy Cadet, I'm Cali, Dr. Gibson said you wanted to talk to me."

He was surprised. "You're Cali, Ma'am?"

Cali's smile widened. "Cali O'Neill, Dr. Cali O'Neill."

"O'Neill?"

She nodded again. "And you're Jacob O'Neill, but you like Jake."

"Ma'am, how did you know that?"

"Well," she went and sat up on the bed and gestured for him to join her, which after a moment's hesitation he did. "I've been talking to your brother."

"He's here, ma'am?"

"He will be. Dr. Gibson said you were told by Oma to talk to either myself or Jack?"

Jake nodded. "She said you'd help me."

"Okay."

He looked around, seeing the doctor and a man watching them from the observation room. "Where are we, ma'am?"

"A military facility within Cheyenne Mountain and you don't have to call me, Ma'am."

"You're not military, ma'am, um Doctor?"

"No," Cali answered with an amused smile. "I'm an Archaeologist and linguist," she informed. "I work for the Air Force." She saw him glance up at the observation room once more and reassured him. "You're safe here, Jake. No one is going to harm you, we'd just like to know what the last thing is you remember?"

He paused; he didn't know her and yet he felt he could trust her, so he answered. "I was late for class, I tripped on the stairs and fell. I woke up in what I thought was the infirmary and there was this lady there all in white, she said her name was Oma and that everything would be all right and that I should talk to you or Jack, that you'd help me. The next thing I know I'm standing in that room, cold and naked with SF's pointing rifles at me," he told her. "I was given a blanket and brought here…. A General and two doctors, a Dr. Fraiser and a Dr. Gibson asked me who I was. Dr. Fraiser took blood and a swab of the inside of my mouth and Dr. Gibson got me these clothes and said she'd fine you…" He didn't stop the frustration lacing his voice. "What's going on, Dr. O'Neill? When can I see Jack? Can I ring my parents?"

"Jake," she took his hand, calming him down. "Everything is going to be all right," she glanced towards the observation room; Dr. Fraiser was now there. "You told Dr. Gibson you were an Air Force Cadet?"

"First year Cadet," Jake answered, pulling his hand free; he laid them both in his lap. "I didn't want to join the Air Force, I did it for dad and because Jack did. I wanted to go to collage and study Anthropology."

That surprised her. "Really?"

He nodded again. "I like ancient history, I like finding out about cultures and why they lived they way the did and how they died."

She smiled and heard a tap on the glass, looking back to the observation room, she saw Janet gesture for her to go to them. She turned back to Jake. "I'll be right back," she promised and left the room, returning to the observation room. She noticed the teenager watching them as she walked in. "Morning Janet."

"Cali," she greeted, she handed her the file she'd been carrying. "I performed a DNA test, he is Jacob O'Neill."

Cali looked over the data, before closing it. "From what dad has told me, Jake went to the Air Force Academy at seventeen. During that first year, he tripped coming down a staircase and fell, he spent a week in the infirmary," she revealed handing the file back. "Jake was telling me he fell down the stairs, when he woke in the infirmary, he spoke to a woman named, Oma."

"You said Jake wasn't happy, if he decided to descend, then Oma probably did this." Daniel stated and then asked his own question. "But why descended him as a teenager?"

Cali turned and moved closer to the window. "To give him a second chance," she whispered crossing her arms against her chest.

On level 22, Sam stepped out of the elevator going over to Hammond. "General, what's this all about?"

"At 0920 hours this morning, someone tried to enter the base using this," he reported as they started down the hallway, handing her a plastic sleeve, with evidence inside.

She looked at it. "Colonel O'Neill's security ID."

"After the person in question was taken into custody, he insisted on seeing you."

They came to a holding room that was being guarded by two SF's.

"Me? Why?" Sam asked him.

"Well, I was hoping you could figure that one out, Major," Hammond announced. "After the morning I've had, I shouldn't be surprised by this." He nodded to one of the SF's. "Open it."

The SF did and they entered the holding room, a teenage boy was stretched out on the bunk, his clothes were too big for him. On seeing them he sat up. "Thank you," he groused. "Now we're getting somewhere," he glanced around them to the SF still at the door. "Sergeant, that, uh, coffee I asked for half an hour ago? You know, anytime you feel like getting it?"

Hammond nodded to the Sergeant, who left.

"He's a boy, sir," Sam noted, a little confused.

"As it turns out, Carter, yes, I am," the teenager remarked, adding. "For the moment."

The teenagers' attitude was familiar. "Do I know you?" She asked amused by it.

"Come on!" The teenager insisted. "It's me."

Sam still couldn't place him, he was familiar, kind of cute, but she didn't know him.

"We tried to contact Colonel O'Neill," the General informed. "I even sent someone to his house."

Sam held up the plastic sleeve. "Do you understand how much trouble you're in right now?" She asked the boy. "Impersonating a military officer is a federal offence."

"I am not impersonating anyone," the teenager said frustrated. "I am Jack O'Neill."

Hammond looked at Sam, who shared his dubious look, then back to the teenager who sat there scowling on the bed.

The Sergeant returned, carrying a cup. The teenager got up, going over to him. "Finally!" He snarled and took it, having to hold up his jeans with one hand as he took a sip, which he nearly spate out. "Hot chocolate? Are you kidding me?"

Sam waved the ID in the sleeve at him. "Where did you get this?"

He set the cup on the beside table. "I didn't," he hiked up his jeans again; he needed some clothes that fitted him and a cup of coffee. "I didn't get it anywhere it's mine."

Sam didn't believe him. "Because you're Colonel O'Neill."

"Exactly," he could see she didn't believe him. "Look, last night, I ate some dinner, had a beer, went to bed and woke up like this," he revealed. "Now can we please just get to the part where you and Fraiser runs some tests, find a cure and make me big again?"

Daniel looked into the room, having been called as well. "This is our other security breach?"

The teenager looked a little relieved, if anyone could get this, his space monkey could. "Daniel! Will you tell them who I am? Please?" He pleaded.

"Okay, love to," Daniel remarked, smiling smugly. "Who are you?"
Hammond ignored the teenager as he fumed, addressing the linguist. "This young man claims he's Colonel O'Neill."

"It's a joke, right?" He asked and saw Sam smile in a pained manner and shake her head. "What's going on?"

"Daniel?" The young man retorted frustrated.

Daniel frowned a little. "Sounds like him. At least the loud, grating parts."

"Okay," he yielded. "You want proof?" He looked to Sam. "Carter, you once carried a Tok'ra named Jolinar, who gave her life to save you." He saw the smile wiped from her face. Looking to the linguist. "Daniel, until recently, you were an ascended being. Ya broke the rules, ya got yourself kicked outta the Oma Desala fan club and had your memory erased. You thought Cali, who was ascended at the time, to be an angel." He paused, seeing the stunned look on Daniel's face. Teal'c entered the room and stand before him, he stared back, not at all intimidated. "And you and Bra'tac both lost your snakes in a Goa'uld ambush," he said to the Jaffa. "Had your Tertonin yet this morning?"

Teal'c stared at him for a long moment, then turned to the others. "How could this child possess such knowledge?"

Daniel and Sam both shrugged, seeming lost for words.

"Because…it's… me!" The teenager tired to make them understand furious, his jeans started to slip and he hiked them up again. God this was getting embarrassing. "And where the hell is Cali?"

"Mind you language, son," Hammond ordered and lead the others out of the holding room, the door was shut again, they stopped a short distance away. "Would anyone care to speculate how a boy could be aware of our most classified information?"

"Well, sir," Sam hesitated for a second. "It could be him."

"There is a physical resemblance, especially after seeing a seventeen year old Jake O'Neill in the infirmary." Daniel put forth, seeing the confused look Sam was giving him.

"But he can't be more then fifteen years old," the General stated. "Are you saying Colonel O'Neill has, some how, regressed more then 30 years over night?"

"Stranger things have happened."

"Name but one," Teal'c challenged.

"Well, there was the time he got really old, the time he became a caveman, the time we all swapped bodies." Daniel answered.

Hammond put up his hand, stopping them. "Why don't we move on to the testing portion of this exercise?" He suggested and rubbed his temples. "I still have to work out what to do about the teenager in the infirmary."

"That one is definitely Jake O'Neill," Daniel assured. "Dr. Fraiser got a positive on the DNA test. Cali is still talking to him."

"Wait, we have a seventeen year old Jake O'Neill in the infirmary?" Sam asked confused.

He nodded. "Descended this morning, cold and naked in the Gate room, with no memories what so ever, other then those he had at seventeen."

"This is most unusual." Teal'c noted.

"The unusual is the usual around here lately," the General remarked. "Lets get our guest to the infirmary and something for him to wear that doesn't fall off him."

"Yes sir," Sam responded.

"Teal'c you'll give Major Carter a hand to get our young friend there," Hammond ordered and turned to the doctor. "Dr. Jackson, I think we need to talk to Jake O'Neill."

"Yes sir."

The General and Daniel went directly to the nearest elevator, going to level 21, heading to the observation room first.

Dr. Fraiser was there, she acknowledged them both as they walked in. "Sir, Dr. Jackson."

"Doctor," Hammond greeted. "Major Carter and Teal'c are escorting a young man to the infirmary who says he's Colonel O'Neill," he informed. "I want to know if he's telling the truth."

"I'll get on to it, sir," she said and left.

Hammond then addressed the psychologist. "Dr. Gibson how is our young friend?"

"He's unsure, a little scared, but that's natural," she reported. "Dr. O'Neill had been skating around the truth of how he got here, though. It's starting to irritate him, but she's handling it." She the glanced at Daniel, giving him an amused smiled. "She took psychology as a minor subject, didn't she?"

He nodded, his arms folded against his chest. "So what does he think has happened?" He asked as he watched his wife interacting with the teenager, who now wore green fatigues.

"Jake thinks he's come through time or was brought through," Andrea divulged seriously. "That Oma had something to do with it, even though he has no idea who Oma is."

"Well he's half right," Daniel stated.

"Doctor," Hammond broke into their conversation. "Do you think he could handle the truth if we told him?"

Andrea shoved her hands into the pockets of her lab coat. "Sir, in all respect, Jake is a seventeen year old. One who is away from his family for the first time, he's been attending an Academy he didn't want to go to, but felt obligated to because of his father and brother, though he's proud of Colonel O'Neill, he doesn't really want to be in the Air Force." She paused for a quick moment. "He's not Captain Jacob O'Neill, he hasn't had the life experience that his older self had. Something happened to him during his time at the Academy that turned him from a boy into a man, who we're seeing is the boy. So I'd have to say no, not the whole truth."

"So we lie to him?"

"No sir, I just think we need to embellish the truth a little."

"All right," he walked over to the desk that was before the widow and activated the microphone. "Dr. O'Neill, can you join us."

She looked back. "Yes sir." She got up and left the room.

Hammond waited until she'd joined them. "Dr. Gibson believes our young friend wouldn't be able to handle the whole truth of his situation. Do you agree?"

"Yes sir, I do," she said without hesitation. "To be honest sir, I'm not sure how Jake even got into the Academy, he's smart enough, but he just doesn't seem to be Air Force material at all. He's good hearted and curious. He wanted to study Anthropology, not Military Sciences."

Daniel smiled a little. "Jack must have loved that, his own brother wanting to be a science geek."

Cali nodded, smiling herself. "Yeah."

Hammond was silently amused by it too, but he had to get them back on track. "Dr. Jackson, I want you and your wife to explain the situation to your young friend here. Bring him to the briefing room, he appeared in the Gate room, so there's no need to hide the Stargate from him." He ordered. "Before you take him anywhere, Dr. O'Neill, a teenager was brought into custody this morning claming to be Colonel O'Neill. Dr. Fraiser is giving him a medical. I think you should go see him."

She arched an eyebrow. "Dad was turned into a teenager?"

"It seems so," he said dryly. "Briefing room in one hour, Dr. Gibson, I want you there too."

"Yes sir." The psychologist agreed.

He nodded and hurried out.

Cali sighed and turned back to glance out the window. "This is turning into some day."

"Business as usual." Daniel said sarcastically.

"Oh yeah," she patted his arm. "I'd better go find out what's going on with dad."

"Andy and I will take Jake to the commissary, I'm sure he's hungry by now," Daniel said uncrossing his arms. "We'll meet you in the briefing room."

"Okay," she walked out of the room, finding out from a nurse where Dr. Fraiser was.

Young Jack saw her before the doctor did. "Cali."

She went into the room further. "Hey."

"Where the hell have you been?" He demanded.

Janet went into mother mood and smacked his shoulder. "Mind your language young man."

Cali smiled a little. "I've been visiting my seventeen year old real father," she said calmly. "Who descended naked and cold in the Gate room. Now I am talking to a fifteen year old who says he's Jack O'Neill, my dad."

He frowned. "Jake descended and he's seventeen?"

She nodded, crossing her arms against her chest. "Yes," she chewed on her bottom lip a little. "Which, if you are who you say you are, then your little brother has now become your big brother."

"Oh you're loving this, aren't you?" Young Jack asked her.

"No, I'm not," she answered him. "Because if you are who you say you are, and this can't be reversed, then I've lost my dad," she answered and walked out of the infirmary, leaving Janet glaring at the teenager.

After being introduced to Daniel, Jake went with him and Andrea to the commissary, while the adults got coffee, he settled with juice and toast. They found a table and sat down.

Jake glanced around, seeing other personnel in fatigues, either greens or jungle. Some he realized were Marines and some were Air Force. "So what do you actually do here, Dr. Jackson?" He asked; he found he liked the archaeologist, he was a geek but he was cool. "I mean that large ring in that room is more then decoration, right?"

Daniel smiled; Jake was a little like his brother and a lot like Cali. "It does, it creates a wormhole between planets, which we travel too and explore. It's called a Stargate."

"Planets?"

"Yes."

"Like 'Star Trek'?"

Andrea chuckled as she put her cup down. "Which would make Daniel, Mr. Spock."

"Very funny," the linguist grumbled.

"I thought so," she mused, and then explained. "Daniel is the Archaeologist/linguist for SG-1, along with his wife, they share the duties. The rest of the team is made up of Major Carter, Teal'c and the team leader."

"I didn't think it was possible for a husband and wife to serve on the same team." Jake theorized; ignoring the fact she'd left out the team leaders name.

"It isn't normally, but it's complicated." Daniel told him and saw the 'yeah right' look he was given; it sent chills down his spine.

"Are you apart of a team, Dr. Gibson?" The teenager asked.

"I've gone off world with the medical team and other teams that need the assistance of a psychologist," Andrea explained. "Mainly I council team members and personnel, since my appointment though, I feel more like SG-1's personal shrink."

"We're not that bad." Daniel said softly, though from what he'd been told he had to agree.

"Daniel, I could have you and Cali on your own in therapy for the rest of your lives due to the things you've seen and experienced," she informed truthfully. "You alone have died more then once, been revived by one means or another, been reported dead, had injures from ribbon devices, staff weapon's, been addicted to a sarcophagus, hit by a Zat gun, had more concussions then I want to guess, tortured, been to hell, duplicated, swooped bodies, tranquilized, thrown from the Gate at a high velocity. Had a memory implant, nearly committed suicide after being addicted to hypnotic light-projecting device on a pleasure planet. Not to mention you've had your first wife kidnapped and killed before your very eyes."

His eyes displayed the pain he felt. "You made you're point."

Andrea knew she'd gone to far. "Daniel I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to sound as bad as that," she said sincerely. "All I'm saying is you've put yourself on the firing line as much, even more then anyone on this base and we all owe you more then we thank you for. Cali too."

Jake was stunned and a little overwhelmed, his impression of the archaeologist went from geek to hero. "You go on the front line?"

Daniel nodded. "SG-1 is the flag team."

"And Cali, I mean Dr. O'Neill goes with you, has she… has she been hurt too?" He asked shocked.

"She's nearly died more then once, has died, has had as many concussions as I've had, and has seen men and women killed in front of her eyes, so yes. She's been hurt too," the linguist said solemnly.

"And every man and woman on this base who goes off world with either of them, or both of them, would put there lives on the line to make sure they come home," Andrea concluded with respect. "They may not be military, Jake, but they've taken on responsibilities that have made them unique."

Cali had come in, over hearing that. "Thank you, Andrea." She said as she sat next to her husband, she picked up his coffee mug and took a drink.

Daniel rubbed the back of her neck, seeing she was tense. "How did it go?"

"It wasn't pretty," she answered and then switched to Abydonian. 'How am I going to handle having my real father as a seventeen year old, if my dad is fifteen?'

'I don't know, but we'll work something out,' he assured in the same dialect.

She nodded, taking another drink before handing the cup back. "I need a vacation, a long vacation," she said wearily and then added. "We should get to the briefing room."

Agreeing they left the commissary, in the elevator, Andrea pressed the button for level 26 and lent against the sidewall, she smiled seeing Cali leaning against the back wall along with her husband. Her head was on his shoulder and her eyes closed. "Late night, Dr. O'Neill?"

"Mmm, I had to finish a translation for SG-2," she said without opening her eyes, her hand tightly gripped in her husbands. "Then after I dragged Daniel out of our office, we went home."

"And got very little sleep," he added.

Andrea chuckled, as Jake looked embarrassed. "Guys, teenager in the elevator."

Cali opened her eyes. "Sorry Jake."

"That's, umm, okay, no problem," he stumbled, sure his face was a little red from embarrassment.

The elevator stopped and they walked out once the doors opened, the two-archaeologist once more acting professional. Going down the corridor, they went into the briefing room.

General Hammond came to the doorway of his office when he saw them. "Doctors," he gestured them into his office. "Excuse us a moment, son," he said to Jake.

"Yes sir," the teenager said and walked over to the window to look at the Gate.

Inside, Hammond shut the door and addressed his personnel. "We need to discuss a few things, first being how much to we tell Jake?"

"Sir, I've been thinking about that," Cali stated. "Jake thinks he's been brought through time by Oma. I think we can use it to our advantage."

"In what way?" Andrea questioned.

"Well, he said he fell down the stairs," she recalled. "What if we told him, Oma has given him a second chance to change his life, to be and do what he really wants to do?"

"Do we tell him he died?" The General inquired.

"I think we're going to have to, that he died and ascended, that he was now being given a second chance and he chose this, to descend as a teenager to have a new life." Daniel answered him, seeing the line of though his wife was following.

"All right," the General agreed. "What about if the other teenager we have at the moment is Jack O'Neill, how do we explain that?"

"I think it might be best if we keep the two of them apart for now, sir," Andrea declared. "I think it would be best for Jake to meet his brother as an adult, not a teenager."

"Very well," he agreed and revealed. "I've been on the phone to the President and since we can't send Jake O'Neill back, the President is leaving his options to us. We'll discuss this more after Jake has been told of the situation he's in now." Hammond informed. He opened the door and they followed him out. "Mr. O'Neill, please take a seat." He insisted and the teenager joined them, sitting with them at the table, the General in his usual seat. "I realize this has been very confusing for you, we'll try to answer any questions you have."

"Sir, the biggest is why and how did I get here?"

Hammond looked to Daniel. "Doctor."

Daniel sat forward, leaning on the table. "Jake, the woman you spoke to, Oma. She's what we call an ascended being, an Ancient," he explained. "She helped you."

"How?"

"You died, Jake," Cali said bluntly. "You died and ascended, aided by Oma. You were ascended for quiet a while. However, you've been disillusioned and Oma offered you a second chance, to go back and rethink your life."

He wasn't sure whether or not to believe them or not, but so far they hadn't lied to him. "So I agreed to this?"

"Yes, you descended, not as you were, but as a seventeen year old, with all those memories, feelings and decisions. She knew this was a point in your life that you were confused and unsure," Cali continued. "In doing this, you've been given a second chance."

"Cali said you wanted to study Anthropology," Daniel declared. "This is your chance. You can go to collage and study whatever you want."

"Just like that?" He asked them, still coming to terms with it all.

"Just like that."

"Dr. Gibson said the two of you had died, did you both ascend too?" Jake asked Daniel and Cali, he saw the General frown over that piece of information being let out.

Andrea shifted restlessly in her chair. "They were both ascended," she revealed. "Daniel for a little over a year and Cali for a little over a month. They descended and retook human form, just as you did."

"Except they didn't come back as teenagers," he noted, a little disgruntled. "I don't have any memories of what you're telling me, I don't remember dying or ascending or anything like that. I remember being at the Academy and falling down the stairs."

Cali sighed. "Jake," she sat forward, this wasn't working. "If we tell you the truth, do you think you can handle it and mean the whole truth, as we know it? Of how you died, the times you assisted me as an ascending being, your family? If you think it's something you want to hear, then we'll tell you, but if you want to start a new life and put everything behind you, as Oma intended, then we'll leave it in the past." She saw the pain and confusion in his eyes. "Jake, as far as everyone is concerned, Captain Jacob O'Neill was killed in an accident in 1977, his parents and brother buried him. They never knew the truth and your brother never knew until after he came to work here and we only know half of what happened to you."

"So I didn't die in an accident?" He asked shakily.

"No."

He ran his fingers through his short brown hair. "Are we related, I mean you have the O'Neill name."

"Yes," she nodded.

Pushing his chair back, he stood and walked over to the window, staring out at the Stargate. Turing back he stood there with his arms crossed against his chest, he looked at Cali, her eyes. She was right, he did have a second chance and she was right about something else. Jacob O'Neill was dead. There was one thing she didn't have to tell him, he saw it in her eyes. "You're his daughter. Jacob's" His stated quietly.

Cali got up and went around to him; he's referral to who he had been as a separate person was his way of accepting it. "Yes, I'm Jacob's daughter. I was born on the planet Abydos. Jack found me and brought me home, he adopted me."

Tears stung his eyes. God his life was so screwed up. He wasn't even himself any more. "So what do I do now?"

"Take the second chance and start again," she said gently and drew him into her arms, feeling his snake around her as he fell apart. "You can stay with Daniel and I, be a part of our family," she said rubbing his back. "Our son would love an a big brother like you. Don't give up, Jake."

"I won't," he promised. He pulled back, a little embarrassed about losing it in front of them all. He could do this. Jacob O'Neill was dead, but he was very much a live and he could start again. "So I have a little brother?"

"Yeah, you do, Caleb," she smiled happy he was accepting what had happened to him. "Come on." They went back and sat down.

"I take it Mr. O'Neill your going to stay with Dr. Jackson and his family?" The General asked him.

"Yes sir, if that is all right?" He looked from the General to Daniel. "At least until I know what I want to do."

"You're family Jake, you can stay as long as you like." Daniel said sincerely. "We'll support you no matter what decision you make."

"Thank you."

"Do you have any other questions, Mr. O'Neill?" The General asked.

"You said Jack works here, at this base?" The teenager stated.

"Yes. Colonel O'Neill is the team leader of SG-1 and my second-in-command," General Hammond revealed.

"Wow, Jack made, Colonel." He was a little surprised and proud.

Hammond smiled. "At the moment he's on assignment, son," he announced. "As soon as he returns you'll be reunited," he saw Major Carter, Teal'c and Dr. Fraiser coming up the stairs and looked to Andrea. "Dr. Gibson, perhaps you can give Mr. O'Neill a tour of the Archaeological department."

"Yes sir," she stood, as did the teenager.

Jake turned to the General. "Thank you sir."

"You're welcome son," he said.

Andrea guided him away, as Sam, Teal'c and Dr. Fraiser came into the room, they took their seats.

"Wow," Sam exclaimed, having caught a look at the teenager. "He does look like the Colonel, I mean the one in the infirmary."

"So I take, you believe the boys story?" The General inquired.

"Yes sir." Janet answered.

"Are you certain, Doctor?"

She opened the medical report before her. "Initial test show that within an acceptable margin of error, the boy's DNA is virtually identical to Colonel O'Neill's," she reported.

"What size margin of error are we talking about?" Cali asked.

"Very small. In a court of law, the DNA same we took from the boy would be considered a high-probability match to the DNA we have on file from Colonel O'Neill. There is a…" Janet hesitated, "tiny abnormality, but for all intents and purposes, it's him."

"Tiny abnormality?" Daniel asked. "Like the fact that he's suddenly quite a few years younger then he's supposed to be?"

"To be honest, this is out of my league," Janet admitted. "We've got some specialist flying in. We're gonna run more tests and see what we can learn."

"In the meantime, I suggest we try to make him as comfortable as possible." Hammond suggested.

"I'll set up a PlayStation," Sam declared. "What about Jake O'Neill? Do they meet?"

"No, for the moment he thinks the Colonel is on assignment," the General informed.

"Jake was told as much as we thought he could handle," Cali revealed. "He needs time to accept what has happened to him and what his future holds. What he doesn't need is the surprise of knowing his brother is suddenly younger them him."

"So we just keep them apart?"

"For the moment."

"Doctor, you're scheduled to go off world with SG-6," Hammond announced. "Since you've accepted Jake into your family, I'll make arrangements so he can remain permanently with you both."

Cali turned to Daniel. "I think we need to buy a bigger house."

"Looks like it," he gave her hand a squeeze under the table. "Jake will be fine with us, sir."

"Thank you, Doctor Jackson, I'll need to see you both when time permits to finalize the paper work," he said.

"Yes sir," both agreed.

"Dismissed." He stood and returned to his office. He had calls and arrangements to make.

"So where is Junior Jack?" Daniel asked Sam.

"In his quarters on level 25, sulking."

"Great, sulky Jack," he remarked. "He's all yours."

"Coward," she threw at him in good humor as she stood.

"Hey, I've dealt with sulky Jack," he reminded. "Well so Cali has told me."

Cali smiled, finding it amusing. "You have and quiet well too," she smirked.

"You're both going to owe me big time," Sam jeered. "We should check out the Colonel's house, so after Cali has left, you can drop Jake off at home and then catch up with us there." She suggested.

"Sounds good."

"Have fun, Sam," Cali said sweetly, with a weary smile.

"Thanks," the Major grumbled as she and Teal'c left.

Getting up, Cali walked over to the window, staring out at the Stargate.

Daniel pushed back his chair and went round to her. "Are you sure you're all right with this?"

She sighed her arms crossed against her chest. "If I hadn't been scheduled to go off world, I think I'd be requesting the chance," she said wearily and then rubbed the back of her neck. "Someone out there has a sick sense of humor."

He drew her into his arms. "It'll turn out alright," he kissed the top of her head. "You'll see." He rubbed her back gently. "And when you get back, I think you and I deserve a weekend away, just the two of us."

She smiled, resting her head against his shoulder. "We could always work on that little sister for Caleb."

"We could do that," he agreed smiling, nuzzling the top of her head.

"I wish you were coming with me," she said softly, gripping his shirt with both hands.

"Me too, sweetheart," he whispered. Then suggested. "Lets go find Jake and Andrea and tell our adopted son he's heading home with me."

She didn't pull away, but did release his shirt. "I'm too young to be his adopted mom."

Daniel cupped her face in his hands, staring into her beautiful brown eyes. "So he'll have the youngest mom on the block, at least I look old enough to be his adopted father." He rested his forehead against hers for a moment then straightened. "Everything is going to be all right, Cal."

"I know," she rose up on her toes and brushed her lips against his. "I love you."

"I love you too," he said lovingly, then stepped back, taking her hand they left the briefing room. Not seeing the General smiling in his office, having seen the interaction.

While Daniel and Cali caught up with Jake and discussed what was going to happen, while Sam and Teal'c went to the commissary with the teenage Jack O'Neill. A set of fatigues had been found for him that fit, complete with SG-1 badges. He saw the looks they were giving him.

"You know, uh, I think you two are enjoying this just a little to much," young Jack remarked.

"Well, you are kinda cute," Sam smirked.

"That's 'Sir' to you," the teenager rebuked sharply, seeing the smile go from her face. "And being trapped inside a scrawny little body isn't my idea of cute, Carter."

"Does possessing a younger body not have certain advantages, O'Neill?" Teal'c asked him.

"No. Not seein' it," the teenager retorted. "Whaddya mean?"

"Do you not experience increased health and vitality?"

Teenage Jack looked irritated. "My vitality was just fine, thank you."

"I think what Teal'c is saying valid," Sam stated. "How many of us wouldn't trade everything for the change to be young again? Live out lives over?"

"Like Jake is doing?" The teenager inquired.

"Well I think that's different sir, we not really sure whether he chose to descend that way or not."

"Yeah, well, unlike Jake, I don't plan on staying like this and growing up again," he said despondent.

"Well, in the meantime, may I make a suggestion?" Sam offered. "Try enjoying this as much as we are." She grinned, but swallowed hard when young Jack frowned at her, adding. "Sir."

"So where is Jake?" He asked her, letting her sweat for that last comment.

"Jake O'Neill is going to stay with Daniel and Cali Jackson." Teal'c informed.

The teenager found it amusing that the Jaffa referred to Daniel and Cali like he did, usual he said their two names separate. "So since they don't want the two of us seeing each other, he's going to stay with Daniel while Cali's off world."

"Well sir, Dr. Gibson doesn't think Jake is capable of handling you looking like this," Sam said uncomfortably, deciding to leave out the fact Jake was becoming a part of Daniel and Cali's family. "Neither does Cali or Daniel. In all respect, sir, he's seventeen; he has memories of being seventeen. All this is overwhelming to him."

The teenager ran his hand over his head. "Fine, so what are we doing to sort out my problem?"

"Well as soon as Cali and SG-6 have left and Daniel has taken Jake home, he's going to met us over to your house to take a look," she answered him.

"Great," he grumbled.

In their office, Daniel finished talking to Silvia on the phone; he hung up, addressing everyone. "Silvia is getting things ready, she suggested while I'm at work she'll take Jake shopping for clothes, and then pick Caleb up from school."

"I suppose I can't wear fatigues forever," the teenager agreed. "But I don't have any money?"

"We can handle it," Cali assured him. "We're family, remember."

He nodded. "So how old is Caleb?"

Cali was packing her field pack. "Five, he's IQ is higher then normal for a child his age."

"How high?"

"Well he reads at a grade six level, speaks a dozen different languages, can read and write in all languages he knows, some of them alien," Daniel explained. "Cali and I talk in Abydonian a lot at home, he's picked it up."

"Among other alien languages," she commented, closing her pack.

"So how many do you guys speak?" Jake asked them.

"About nine." Daniel told him.

"Can you teach me Abydonian?"

"Sure."

"Cool."

Cali chuckled. "He's an O'Neill all right," she smirked. "I've got to go change, I won't be long." She told them and wondered out of the office.

Jake lent on the desk. "If Cali's a member of SG-1, then why is she going off world with SG-6?"

"If a team needs our help, we go along, not all of the archaeological staff go off world and not all are as qualified as Cali and I." Daniel explained.

"And she'll be alright?" He asked protectively. He felt that way towards her, from the moment she'd walked into the infirmary room.

Daniel nodded reassuringly. "Both Cali and I have been trained in hand-to-hand combat, weapons training. We participate in mandatory PT with the other teams and are put through physical evaluations as well."

Andrea had given Jake a run down on the Goa'uld and the fight with Anubis, as well as a brief history of the Stargate and the mythology that the Goa'uld adopted as they'd toured the Archaeological department. Seeing the office he was now in had been an eye opener, the artifacts and books, journals, it was amazing. The one thing he did realize, was both Daniel and Cali were well respected. There were still questions Jake had through; some he was a little hesitant in asking. He spotted a photo near the fish tank of tropical fish and went over and picked it up. The woman in it looked Egyptian. "Who is this, Daniel?"

"My first wife, Sha're," he said tenderly. "Cali's life partner."

He looked confused. "Life partner?"

"As Cali told you, she was born on the planet Abydos, that's where Sha're was from. After Cali's mother died, Sha're's father took Cali in and raised her. She and Sha're had a special relationship that lead them to being life partners. Eventually Cali became my life partner too," Daniel explained, a touch of sadness to his voice. "After Sha're's death, Cali became my wife by Abydonian law."

Jake put the photo down; he was a little confused, piecing it together. "Sha're was Cali's lover?" He saw Daniel nod. "And you married Sha're."

Daniel nodded his head again. "Sha're was kidnapped by one of our enemies, Apophis, she became his Queen when the Goa'uld symbiote took her as a host. Cali helped me through that and we fell in love and she became my life partner."

"So you had a wife and a lover?" Jake was more confused.

"Yes," the linguist answered him, waiting for the teenager's reaction.

"That's different," was his response and then added. "And by being married by Abydonian law, the Air Force can't stop the two of you from being on the same team."

"That's right."

"Wow."

Chuckling, Daniel took that as a good sign. "So you're all right with all of it?"

"Sure," Jake answered. "Cali is from an alien planet, is married to a human and has a thing for girls as well as guys. No problem."

That made Daniel smile. "Cali hasn't look at another woman since Sha're, being a life partner is a very special, very emotional bonding between two people, it isn't taken lightly."

"And it really didn't bother you that she loved your wife?"

"No, if Sha're had been able to have been saved, then we would have lived together, the three of us."

Jake arched an eyebrow. "Jack must have loved that idea."

"I don't think he was opposed to it, he loves Cali, her happiness would have been enough to have accept the situation. He accepted her relationship with me, before and after our marriage."

"He bitched about the age difference?" Jake asked him.

"Not in so many words, but it came up." Daniel stated and added. "Thirteen before you ask."

"Okay," he accepted and left it at that. "So," he wandered back to the desk and sat down. "Dr. Fraiser said she has a daughter my age."

"Cassandra."

"Really, is she cute?"

"Yes," Daniel answered cautiously. "And has a boyfriend, I believe."

"Doesn't mean we can't be friends." Jake smirked, with that typical O'Neill grin, making Daniel laugh.

Cali returned; she now wore green fatigues, a bandana on her head, her braided hair tucked beneath it. "You two sound like you're having fun."

"Our 'son' is going to be a handful like Jack," Daniel remarked taking a gold cup off the teenager, putting it back on the desk.

She took her pack. "I had that feeling," she mused. "Come on you two, I've got to met SG-6 at the armory."

Daniel took the pack from her, seeing Jake roll his eyes and chuckle. Oh they were going to get on fine and Caleb was going to love him.

"So what do I call you guys?" He asked them, a little hesitant what their answer was going to be. "I mean, you're going to say you adopted me, right?"

Cali hadn't thought about that. "Well we can say you're parents were friends of Daniel's who were killed and that he adopted you," she put forth. "So…"

"Why don't we just stick with Daniel and Cali for now, we'll sort the rest out as we go." Daniel suggested.

The teenager accepted that. "I know it's probably not normal, but I'd like to be involved in the cover story, I like what Cali said, but I want to be there when it's all finalized."

"That's fair enough."

"Thanks."

Cali slipped her arm around his waist. "You're going to be fine, Jake, I promise."

He smiled and nodded. This was it, his life, he had to grab hold and see where it took him.

On level 24, they found SG-6 waiting, they were already kitted out with vests and weapons.

"Doc, Dr. J," Major Shanks greeted them both.

"Major Andrew Shanks, Jake O'Neill," Cali introduced.

He shook the teenager's hand. "Nice to meet you kid." He jerked a thumb towards the open door. "Go kit up doc, the General wants you fully armed, we're not sure what we're going to find."

She nodded and walked into the room, getting a vest, she put it on, doing it up and the holster that was attached, doing up the thigh strap before taking the berretta that was handed to her, she put it in the holster, and put away the extra clips. Captain Ethan Mackenzie, Shanks' 2IC, handed her a P90, she checked it before attaching it to the clip on her vest, so it hang round her neck. He also gave her extra clips and she put them away. "Okay." She turned and walked out with him.

All of SG-6 carried HK's; Cali was the only one with a P-90. Daniel attached her field pack to her vest.

Jake was surprised by the fact she carried some thing like that. "I've never seen a weapon like that?"

She unclipped it, making sure the safety was on before handing it to him. "It's a P-90, 50 rounds horizontal clip, 900 armor piercing rounds per minute. It can be fired semi automatic or fully automatic. The weapon of choice for SG-1."

He felt the weight, it was lighter then he expected. "Do they ever jam?"

"Not that we've found," she answered, seeing the surprise on the Major's face. She took the weapon back, attaching it once more to the clip on her vest.

"Both Dr. O'Neill and Dr. Jackson have been trained and are exceptional shots with this weapon." Major Shanks praised.

"Thank you, Andy," Cali said sincerely.

"You're welcome," he gestured down the hallway. "Shell we?"

She nodded. Jake walked with the Major and the rest of SG-6 as they headed for the elevator, Daniel walked with his wife. They took the elevator to level 26; Sergeant Harriman was waiting for them.

"Dr. O'Neill, the General thought Jake would like to see the control room," the Sergeant informed.

Daniel patted Jake on the shoulder, seeing the teenager was eager. "Go on Jake, I'll meet you there."

"Thanks Daniel," he turned to Cali, giving her a shy smile. "Take care."

"I will Jake."

He blushed a little and hurried away with the Sergeant.

Cali chuckled lightly. "He's a little different then I expected," she revealed, SG-6 had gone on ahead.

"He's a lot like you," Daniel commented smiling warmly.

"I suppose so."

They came to the Gate room; Daniel gently grabbed his wife's arm, stopping her. "Be careful out there."

"I will," she assured, she moved closer and rose up on her toes, brushing her lips over his in a brief kiss. "I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too," he whispered.

They heard the Stargate move and the first of the chevrons lock. Cali stepped back. "Don't let little dad give you a hard time."

He smiled at that. "I won't."

She nodded, finding it hard to leave him. "I have to go," she took a few steps then turned back, saying to him in Abydonian. 'I love you, my husband.'

'I love you, my wife,' he replied the same way.

She smiled and went into the Gate room, standing with SG- 6.

Daniel hurried up to the control room, standing next to Jake and the General. The last chevron locked and the Stargate opened with a whoosh, settling into a watery event horizon.

"Very cool," Jake exclaimed softly.

Chuckling, Daniel had to agree. "You never get tired of it."

"I agree, Doctor," the General said. He lent over and spoke into the microphone. "SG-6, you have a go. Good luck and Godspeed."

In the Gate room, Major Shanks gestured to his team. "Lets go people." They all stepped up onto the ramp and walked through the Stargate, the Major and Cali the last to go through. A few minutes later the Gate closed down.

Back in the control room the General turned to Jake. "Son, I'm sure I don't have to remind you what you've see here is top secret."

"No sir."

"Good."

Daniel patted the teenager on the back. "Let's go Jake."

He nodded and went with him; they left the control room and went to the locker room, where Daniel changed into casuals, grabbing his wallet and keys they left the mountain, driving home.

Jake went from looking out the window at his surroundings to Daniel. "Does it bother you, that Cali goes on missions like that, that could be dangerous?"

"I trust Cali and I trust Major Shanks and the rest of SG-6 to bring her back to me," the linguist answered, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter.

Nodding, Jake went back to looking out the window; things had changed from what he remembered. At the Jackson house, Daniel parked in the driveway and they went inside.

Silvia Clark smiled as they walked in, she could see the likeness between the teenager and the rest of the O'Neill's. "You must be Jake," she greeted.

"Yes Ma'am," he said smiling.

"Jake this is Mrs. Silvia Clark, Caleb's nanny," Daniel introduced them.

"It's nice to meet you, ma'am."

Silvia smiled warmly. "None of that ma'am business young man, you can call me Silvia or if you're not comfortable with that, then Caleb calls me Nana Silvia, I don't mind if you do to."

"Thank you," he agreed with a nod.

"I've got to head over to Jack's to check on his house, so I'm going to call the base and let Sam know I'm on my way," Daniel told them.

"We'll be fine, Daniel." Silvia assured him. When Daniel headed into the living room, she guided Jake into the kitchen. "I thought we'd do a little shopping before I have to pick Caleb up," she told the teenager. "Though I'm sure we can find something of Daniel's to fit you, so you don't have to go shopping in the fatigues."

"I um don't mind," Jake told her.

He was like Cali, she decided. "All right," she gave in and got the pot of freshly brewed coffee and put some in a travel mug, having made it like Daniel liked it. She turned and waited.

Daniel came in. "Silvia…" he saw the travel mug she held, smiling. "Thank you."

She handed it over. "You're welcome, now off you go, Jake and I will be fine."

"Do you need any extra money?" He asked her.

"I'll be fine, off you go."

He gave in; he found it was easier, Silvia run the house with military procession. "All right, I'll call if I'm going to be late." He told her. "Bye." He said and hurried away.

Silvia chuckled, hearing the front door close. "Men, no matter what age, they all need a little mothering now and then," she mused. "Come along Jake."

He smiled and followed, he had a feeling this was going to be interesting and he liked Silvia, she reminded him of his own mother.

Teal'c, Sam and teenage Jack O'Neill pulled up in front of O'Neill's house, finding Daniel leaning against his SUV waiting for them. Getting out they followed the archaeologist into the house, except for the pint size Colonel, they'd changed out of their fatigues into casuals. Teenage Jack had meanly taken the badgers off the fatigues he wore; they were the only clothes that fitted him properly. Going into the dinning room they saw the table littered with empty cartons of Chinese take-out food, beer and wine bottles.

"Well, it's nice to know some things don't change." Daniel remarked, as he picked up an empty carton and then putting it down again.

"I wasn't exactly expecting visitors," the teenager retorted.

"We'll have this stuff sent back to the lab for analysis." Sam announced.

"Well, if they find MSG, I will never order from them again!" The teenager said agitated. "Come on, what are we doing here exactly?"

"Well, this is the last place you remember being…." Daniel said, hesitating, trying to come up with the right word.

"Older?" Young Jack offered.

Teal'c opened the fridge, ignoring the bantering. "Are you conducting some sort of scientific experiment, O'Neill?" He asked after opening a container.

"Hey, come on!" The teenager chastised and grabbed it off him. "That salsa's still good." He put it back and grabbed himself a beer, opening it.

Sam snatched the bottle from his hands before he could take a drink, looking patronizingly at him. "What was the last thing you ate, Sir?"

"Four cheese burritos, some guacamole on the side."

"Anything else?" Daniel questioned sarcastically.

"A beer. Then I hit the sack," the teenager replied.

"So, whatever happened to you must have occurred once you were asleep." Sam theorized.

Young Jack shrugged. "Well the bedrooms that way," he informed and they all headed there, the beer being left behind.

In the bedroom, there were pictures of Jack, a very young Charlie, some of Cali and Jack together and a couple of Cali on her own. There were one of Jack and Daniel, with Cali standing between them and one of the whole team. There were also book shelves and bureaus, an armchair and reading lamp was by the window, the walls were cream and military memorabilia hung in places, along with paintings of fish. The teenager stood in the doorway as his teammates searched the bedroom. When he saw Daniel rummaging through his underwear draw in the bureau, he stalked over to stop him, a little indignant. "Hey! Do you mind?"

Daniel handed over the gray boxers he was holding and threw his hands up in surrender, going quickly over to one of the bookshelves, hiding the smirk on his lips. The teenager shoved the boxers back into the draw and shut it, walking over to where Teal'c was reading something at one of the bookshelves, he groan, were they going to touch everything and pry into every part of his private live. "Teal'c?"

Teal'c ignored him and reached for the overhead lamp, as it came one, young Jack had a flash of memory, he saw green balls of light spinning around in a white mist and then the fast of an Asgard. Then it was gone.

"Whoa!" He exclaimed a little disoriented.

"O'Neill?" Teal'c steadied the teenager.

"What is it?" Daniel questioned as he and Sam joined them, concerned.

"Either I'm remembering a particularly bad dream," the teenager informed seriously. "Or the Asgard paid me a little visit last night."

"The Asgard?" Sam looked curiously at him.

"I saw four green balls of light and an Asgard."

"Well at least it's something," Daniel stated.

She nodded. "We'd better get back to base and brief General Hammond."

Agreeing they left the house, Daniel following them back to base in his car. At the mountain, the three SG-1 members in casuals changed back into fatigues and along with the teenage Jack, went to brief General Hammond. In the briefing room, the General listened to what they had to say while the teenager sat tapping the table irritably, his mood wasn't good.

"No offence, but what you're saying doesn't make any sense." Hammond told them.

"Jack's account sounds like a number of UFO abduction case files I've read." Daniel clarified.

The teenager rolled his eyes. "This you remember?" He said aggravated. "My birthday you forget."

Teal'c found it amusing, seeing Daniel frown. He'd found over the years, Jack O'Neill had a problem with the fact Daniel didn't remember every single conceivable detail about his friend with crystal clarity that he did with languages and cultures.

Daniel for his part fired back at the teenager. "Looks like you'll have a lot more."

The Jaffa squashed the bickering quickly. "This encounter is incongruous with all previous contact we have had with the Asgard."

"Thor had indicted that the Asgard have been keeping an eye on human development on Earth in the past." Sam noted.

"But we're allies now," the General pointed out. "We've cooperated with them on a number of missions."

"This, I would not have agreed to," teenage Jack added.

"What could they possibly hope to gain from secretly making you younger against your will?" Sam asked him.

Thinking for a moment, the teenager was stumped and shook his head. "I got nothing."

Daniel found it unusual hearing his best friends attitude coming out of the teenager's mouth. "General, uh, I'd like to cross-reference some of the old abduction accounts, see if I can find any connection."

"Please do," the General agreed and looked to Sam. "Major, I believe you have a briefing to run at 1300 hours."

"Yes, sir, I'll be there," she said.

"Wait, wait, the F-302 briefing?" teenage Jake questioned. "I thought I was running that?"

"Given your current situation, I feel it would be best if Major Carter handled it," Hammond informed. "I'm sure you can impart any information she needs to know to fill in the gap."

"But, I mean, I'm the one…"

The General cut him off. "Good. Dismissed." He got up and left.

The rest of SG-1 departed quickly, leaving the teenager sitting there alone. He sat there for a few minutes stewing on it; it wasn't fair it was his briefing. Finally he got up and went over to the General's office. He tapped on the door. Hearing the General call who ever it was to come in. He opened the door and went in.

Hammond had been expecting him. "Jack, try to understand. Your situation puts me in a very difficult position."

"Uh, General, no offence, but you're not the one who went to bed watching CNN and woke up as part of the MTV generation," the teenager retorted.

Hammond sat back in his chair. "Which is exactly why Major Carter's going to handle that briefing."

"Sir, I've flown the 302 more times then anyone else," teenage Jack reminded.

"Including your daughter," the General added, seeing the guilt on the teenagers face. "Other then the fact you've been teaching Dr. O'Neill to fly the 302, the bottom line is, a room full of seasoned pilots aren't' going to respect the opinion of a boy, any more then they would if I sent Dr. O'Neill in to do the briefing. Even though she could probably handle it."

"Yes she could, but that's not going to solve my problem," the teenager declared. "I just look like a boy sir, for the moment. But those men in that room need my expertise and plus, you know, if they're gonna be working here, they're gonna have to start getting use to, you know, unusual things happening."

Hammond sighed. "Look, Jack, no one is disputing that you may continue to be a valuable asset to the SGC, but under the circumstances, there's nothing I can do. I'm sorry."

"Yes sir. I understand," the teenager yielded, he hesitated for a moment. "Dumb idea." He muttered as he left.

In Daniel's office, Teal'c was cross-referencing alien abductions on the computer while Daniel searched through a number of reference books.

"It would appear that a great many of the Tau'ri have encountered being from other worlds," the Jaffa commented.

"Yep, hmm. Little do they know how close they are to the truth," Daniel remarked, scanning a book for information.

"What, exactly are we looking for, Daniel Jackson."

He looked up. "Well, any abduction accounts that match Jack's story, and, um, obviously, anyone claiming to have physically regressed several decades overnight," he walked over to him. "We just need to enter our search parameters into the database."

Teal'c finished doing as Daniel stopped talking. "It has already been done."

Daniel looked over his shoulder, seeing the list on the computer monitor. "Wow. That's a lot of people."

"Indeed."

"Let's see if any of these match Jack's story exactly. What he said he saw. Four green lights." Daniel suggested and watched as Teal'c entered the new search parameters into the computer and a new list came onto the monitor. "That's a little more reasonable," he noted and took a look. "Interesting, of the narrowed down accounts, the most recent is from…"

"Nineteen years ago." Teal'c informed.

"Eight are here in the States," the archaeologist revealed. "You know if these addresses are valid, we should go talk to these people in person."

"What do you hope to lean?"

"I guess we'll know when we learn it." He remarked and patted Teal'c on the shoulder. "Print out a copy and we'll go see the General."

Teal'c nodded and did so, taking the list of names and addresses they headed for the General's office. "Daniel Jackson, do you not find it disturbing knowing that Jake O'Neill is now a teenager?" The Jaffa asked the archaeologist in the elevator.

"It's funny but I don't, I look at Jake and see a seventeen year old," Daniel admitted. "I don't remember knowing Jake when he was ascended, so I'm kind of meeting him for the first time."

"And Cali O'Neill?"

"I'm not sure, Teal'c,"

"At least he is not as annoying as O'Neill." The Jaffa said bluntly.

Daniel laughed. "No, he's more like Cali in some ways then Jack," he agreed. "Jack must be the black sheep of the family."

"Indeed."

P5X-3499

Major Shanks walked beside Cali, his HK comfortable in his hands. Captain Mackenzie was up head with Lt. Amanda Smith, Lt. Chris Fisher brought up the rear. The planet was plush with vegetation and animal life, they'd seen wild horses running in the distance, life signs had been detected during the initial scan of the planet, but it hadn't been determined whether they were human or not.

"You're quiet doc?" The Major noted.

She smiled. "I guess I've got a lot on my mind."

"Yeah, I guess you have," he agreed. "So do you want to talk about it?"

Cali chuckled softly. "Playing shrink, now Andy?"

He shrugged. "Can't hurt, Cal."

Her expression warmed. "It's a little weird, having him ascend as a teenager, with no memories of what happened to him or that he was ascended," she said. "In a way it's like having a brother, not a father."

"Does he think the same?"

"I don't really know, he put Jacob O'Neill in the third person, like it wasn't him at all, but someone else. I think that's how he's going to handle it," she theorized. "To him, Captain Jacob O'Neill hadn't existed yet and if Jake does something else with his life, then he won't."

"So what does he want to do?" Andrew asked her.

"He wants to study Anthropology."

"Yeah, that's different."

She nodded. "I guess it is and it isn't, I had to get it from somewhere."

"So what are you going to do?"

"Well he's becoming a part of our family," Cali stated. "Which means we're going to have to give up our office so he can have a room, but that's okay."

"You can always build on." The Major suggested.

"True, or we can look for somewhere bigger."

"Take it one day at a time, doc, you'll sort something out."

Smiling, Cali had to agree with him. "Yeah we will."

The trees and vegetation was thinning out, they crouched down, staying within cover, in the clearing a head of them was a village that had been built near a waterfall and river.

Major Shanks looked over the area with binoculars, after a few minutes he handed them to Cali. "What do you think, doc?"

She took a look. There were men and weapon working together in the village, children were playing, the older ones doing chores. The clothing reminded Cali of the Native American Indians, but other physical attributes were feline, right down to their tails. "Now that's interesting."

"What?" Andrew asked her.

"Tails," she handed him back the binoculars. "I'm guessing, but I'd say the natives population of this planet were partly feline in appearance and they've interbreed over the generations with an introduced human population."

He took another look, seeing what she pointed out. "Well that makes life interesting."

"Certainly different," she agreed. Taking the binoculars back she looked at the erected totems and buildings. "The totems are similar to the Native American Indians, their buildings and housing aren't, they're not even like the ones we saw on PXY-887," she lowered the binoculars. "I don't see any advanced technology."

"They could be concealing it," Captain Mackenzie put forth.

"Possibly," she agreed, giving the Major back the binoculars. "I'd like to make contact."

"I don't know, doc."

"Sir, we've seen no sign of a Goa'uld presence." Lt. Smith noted, backing Cali up.

He thought it over. "All right, but we all go," he declared putting the binoculars away. "Besides Colonel O'Neill would have my ass if anything happens to you, Cali."

She smiled. "I trust you to look after my six, Major," she smirked.

Groaning he stood with the rest of them, breaking cover they started towards the village, being spotted almost right away. Their presence didn't frighten or alarm anyone; they just looked and then went back to what they'd been doing.

A man, tall, braided black hair approached; he smiled and held his hands open and away from his body to show he was unarmed. "Welcome."

The Major nudged Cali. "You're on, doc."

She stepped forward, holding her hands open and away from her weapons. "I'm Cali O'Neill," she said keeping eye contact with him. "We're travelers, we came through the Stargate… the um Chappa'ai."

"I bid you welcome, I am Ja'li," he said with sincerity. "We haven't had visitors through the Chappa'ai for many rotations."

"We're from a planet called Earth," Cali informed.

"I have not heard of this Earth," he told her.

She figured that. "Have you heard of the Tau'ri?"

"Yes."

"We are of the Tau'ri."

That surprised him. "The people of the Tau'ri are ruled by Ra."

It was Cali's turn to be surprised; now they were getting somewhere. "The people of the Tau'ri were ruled by Ra. There was a rebellion thousands of years ago on Earth and Ra was forced to leave, the Chappa'ia was buried and forgotten for a long time. Even though it was found decades later, we didn't start using it to travel and explore until recently. We seek allies in our fight against the Goa'uld."

"I will take you to see our Elder." Ja'li insisted.

"Thank you." She walked with him, SG-6 tagging behind. It gave her a chance to study Ja'li's appearance more closely. He had a strip of short black hair that went from the hair on his head down his back to his tail, which was covered in the same short black hair. Shirtless, he was tanned, well toned, washboard stomach, muscular arms and legs, a strong upper body, handsome in a masculine sort of way. His tail brushed against her hand and she found it soft.

"Sorry," he apologized.

She blushed a little, realizing he'd been watching her, as she'd been watching him.

Ja'li guided them inside the largest of the building, pulling back the curtained door to allow them access, and then he entered. The building was made mostly of wood; carvings of animals were around the room. An elderly man with gray hair sat on cushions, dressed in the same kind of material as the rest of the natives they'd seen, but more to his age and position. Ja'li spoke to him in his own language.

Andrew arched an eyebrow and looked to Cali. She lent closer, whispering. "It's a mixture of Su Indian and I believe Samarian."

"Can you understand what they're saying?" He asked her quietly.

"He's telling the Elder, we're of the Tau'ri," she paused, taking her time, listening. "That we came through the Chappa'ai and about Ra being rebelled against on Earth and leaving. And our wish for allies against the Goa'uld."

Ja'li turned, he gestured to the surrounding cushions. "Please, sit." He did as well, introducing the Elder. "This is Elbram, our honored Elder, he is the eldest and the wisest of my people."

Cali bowed her head and introduced them in all, using a mixture of both languages that made up their own.

Elbram was surprised. "You speak the language of the SuNau with remarkable ease, child."

"Thank you, honored Elder," she bowed her head again.

"How is this possible?" Ja'li asked her, amazed.

"I'm what my people call a linguist, I study and speak a number of languages, including quiet a few alien languages," she explained. "My native language is not English, but Abydonian, I leant English and other Tau'ri languages after I arrived on Earth."

"You are not originally of the Tau'ri?" Elbram asked her.

"No, my natural father was of the Tau'ri, as were my ancestors. Tau'ri and beings we call Ancients."

"The Ascended?"

"Yes."

He paused, then gestured her closer. "Come child." She unclipped her pack, leaving it and the P-90 behind, she crawled over to the Elder and she sat at his feet so he could reach her. Elbram put his hand on her forehead, closing his eyes.

Cali felt her own eye close and became aware of pressure on her forehead, her mind raced and information flashed into her subconscious, all of it in ancient, it was overwhelming and over as quickly as it had began. She opened her eyes, Elbram's hand gone from her forehead. She rubbed it, squeezing her eyes shut at the pain that stabbed at her sensors.

He put his hand on her shoulder. "Forgive me, child, I had to be sure."

Andrew was instantly on his knees at her side. "What the hell did you do to her?" He demanded, aguishly needing to know she was all right. "Doc, Cali?"

Cali opened her eyes; the pain was now a dull fading ache. "It's all right, Andy," she assured.

Elbram removed his hand and bowed his own head. "My apologies honored one."

The Major was confused. "Honored one?"

The Elder looked up. "She was of the Ascended, she carried the knowledge of the Honored ones. This is a great honor, none among my people have been able to accomplish ascension and return to walk among us as they once were."

"Yeah, well, the doc is special, her and her husband, they've both done it." Andrew told him.

Ja'li was shocked. "Honored Elder, can this be true?"

Nodding, Elbram settled the younger man. "It is true." He gestured for Ja'li to help him stand, and they all got to their feet. "Ja'li will be your guide while you are among us, honored one."

"Elder," she smiled warmly. "I understand my return from ascension is an accomplishment, but I'd prefer it if I was addressed by either my first name or as Dr. O'Neill."

"Of course," he agreed. "Ja'li."

"This way."

Captain Mackenzie handed Cali her P-90, she attached it to the clip on her vest and than took her field pack. Together she and SG6 left the building.

"I will show you where you may leave your belongings and weapons. You're safe among us." Ja'li told them.

"No offence, Ja'li, but we'll keep our weapons with us." Andrew retorted.

"If you are worried, I can have one of our warriors guard the lodging," he offered. "No one will enter other then yourselves."

"Trust is a two way street, Major." Cali reminded.

"I know that, doc."

"Sir, I'll stand guard with one of their warriors," Lt. Fisher volunteered.

"Very well, Lieutenant."

Ja'li seemed pleased; he showed them to a smaller building. "These will be your lodging, Lt. Smith and Dr. O'Neill…"

"Will be staying with us," Andrew informed sternly. "No arguments."

"Of course."

Cali and Lt. Smith chuckled and went inside, the men followed them. There were sleeping mats on the floor and a washroom. Field packs were put beside chosen mats; all but Fisher removed their vests, but left on their side arms and carried their radios. SG-6 put their rifles in their pack, just as Cali put her P-90 into her field pack. Her vest she sat on the top, along with her green fatigue shirt.

Andrew saw the half human, half feline watching the archaeologist. He pulled him to one side. "Look Ja'li, Cali is an attractive young woman and she does make a black tee shirt look great. But she's happily married and has a son. So I'm telling you this. Don't even think about it, because her husband may look like a geek, he may even act like one occasionally, but he's been trained by a Black Ops officer and a Jaffa ex-First Prime." He could see Ja'li understood the Jaffa part. He patted his arm. "Just thought I'd let you know."

"I understand," Ja'li said swallowing hard.

Andrew slapped him on the back. "Good man," he said and walked over to his people. He gave Fisher his orders and they left the lodging, Cali taking her digital video camera with her, as well as her radio, which she tucked into her pocket.

Lieutenant Fisher took his post as Ja'li gestured a young woman over, talking quiet with her, she stood next to the Lieutenant, giving him a smile.

Cali saw the Major arch an eyebrow and then smoother a smirk; she chuckled quietly to herself.

Ja'li then proceeded to show them his village; he answered questions, but kept his distance from the archaeologist, who was shadowed by the team. While they were discussing the irrigation system, Cali became intrigued by a recurring glint that caught her eye, it came from the waterfall; slipping away from the others she took a closer look. She saw it again as she moved closer to the rock wall of the falls, being careful of her footing. There was a opening, between the rock face and the rushing water of the falls, a misty spray of water hit her face and dampened her clothing as she edged closer, pushing herself up against the rock face she slid between it and the rushing water, finding herself in a cave. Standing still she let her eyes adjust to the lighting, water reflected in, giving it a blue glow. She filmed what she saw as she moved cautiously into the cave, the walls were covered with picture grams and hieroglyphs, as well as glyphs that represented Gate addressed. This was like the Cartouche Room that had been found on Abydos, except more primitive, this had been written by hand, using handmade paint.

Her radio crackled to life. "Doc, where the hell are you?" Came Major Shanks' irritated voice.

Cali stopped filming and pulled the radio from her pants pocket. "I'm in a cave behind the waterfall, Major, you've got to see this."

"We're on our way, stay where you are."

"Staying," she said more interested in what she was seeing then the conversation. Putting the radio back in her pocket, she continued filming.

Major Shanks, Mackenzie and Smith came into the cave, along with Ja'li, using flashlights to light their way; they saw Cali up ahead of them and hurried towards her.

Andrew was about to call out when she took a step to her left and disappeared in a flash of white light. "Ah crap!" He exclaimed and they rushed forward, the four of them disappearing in a flash of white light also.

SGC (Several days later)

Daniel stood next to Sam in the General's office; he referred to the notes in the book he was holding. He and Teal'c had spent the past few days interviewing the abducted "All accounts were basically identical, they all matched Jack's version of events exactly." He reported.

"Except none of them experienced any kind of physical changes as a result of the abduction." Sam added.

"No, they didn't, but everything else is bang on," he revealed. "Taken while sleeping, floating paralysis, out of body experience. Now, admittedly, all of this does sound familiar, cliché even if you watch enough TV, but, um, they all described four green globes that seemed to defy gravity, buzzing around them like insects. Now that's to specific a detail to be coincidence."

"The being that abducted them?" Hammond asked. "I assume they described an Asgard as well?"

Daniel nodded. "Short, big eyes, no hair, weird voice."

"The Asgard haven't responded to our attempted communications." Sam announced.

Dr. Fraiser came into the office behind them, she was deeply concerned. "Well, if help is coming, it better arrive soon." She told them gravely.

Sam paled a little. "How bad is it?"

"Bad," the doctor responded. "I think you'd better recall, Dr. O'Neill, General."

"It's that bad?" Daniel inquired worriedly.

She nodded and informed them of the results the genetic team had received.

Hammond looked to Daniel. "Doctor, go and recall your wife and SG-6."

"Yes sir." He acknowledged and rushed out of the office.

Sam crossed her arms against her chest. "I'll go and talk to the Colonel."

"Can you bring him to the infirmary, Sam?" Janet asked her.

The Major nodded and left the room, going directly to the guest quarters where the teenage Jack O'Neill had been set up, she knocked.

His voice filtered from inside. "It's open."

She went in, seeing him playing a game on the PlayStation. "How are you doin'?"

He paused the came and turned to face her. "Well, I think I'm getting another zit," he remarked sarcastically. "And, uh, oh, yeah, I'm still a kid. But beyond that I'm doin' just peachy, thanks. Why?"

Reluctantly, Sam went and sat on the bed, fully aware of the gravity of this situation. "Janet's just finished going over the genetic team's analysis of your test results."

He flinched at the memory, at least busting in on the F-302 briefing and taking over had been fun. "How bad can it be?"

"You're probably not feeling the effects yet, but, something is happening to your body at the cellular level," Sam said gravely. "Basically, your genetic structure is growing more unstable." She saw the impatient look the teenager was giving her. It tore at her heart, closing her eyes for a moment she opened them and finished. "Colonel, you're dying."

The teenager sat there stunned, after all he'd been through, this couldn't be happening. "There's got to be some mistake."

Sam shook her head. "There's not sir," she told him. "Janet wants you to come to the infirmary."

He nodded and got up following her out. "What about Cali?"

"Daniel's contacting her, she and SG-6 are being recalled."

"Great," he said quietly.

In the infirmary, Janet had him sit up on a bed and took a blood sample while Sam hovered nearby. They'd discussed what was happening and what was going to happen.

"I feel find, honest." Teenage Jack complained.

"You'll start to notice systems as the condition worsens," the doctor informed.

"How long do I have?" He asked her straight out.

"It's hard to say," she said bluntly.

"Say it anyway," he insisted.

She didn't hesitate, as grave it was, he deserved to know the truth. "Weeks, days, I don't know. You'll notice fatigue first. In the end, you're body's vital organs will completely shut down."

"It's like something inside you is causing a total system failure." Sam expressed.

"I don't get it," he retorted bitterly. "We helped save their skinny asses from the Replicators and as a thanks, they shrink me and leave me to die."

"We're exploring every option we have, Colonel," she useless, they both knew it.

"What about your, dad?"

"I've contacted the Tok'ra, I'll try again as soon as we leave here."

"Don't wait for me," he said running his fingers through his hair. "I'll be fine."

She knew that. Nodding she walked out of the infirmary.

Janet touched his arm. "This is hard on all of them."

"I know." He got off the bed. "Look, doc, I want to talk to the General, are we finished here?"

She nodded. "Just take it easy."

With a nod, he walked out and took the elevator to level 26, going to the General's office, knocking he went in. "Can I have a word, General."

Hammond nodded. "Sit down, Jack."

He did. "Sir, I want the opportunity to talk to Jake."

"Considering the circumstances I think that's a good idea." Hammond agreed. "I've already rung Silvia and he's on his way." He sat forward, leaning on his desk. "Jack, I spoke to your brother yesterday and to Dr. Jackson this morning. He's agreed to stay with Daniel and Cali."

"That's good," the teenager agreed.

"There's more, Jack," the General informed. "He's changed his name, he's using his middle name and going under the name Christopher Jacob Jackson. Daniel and Cali have guardianship, the back ground story is he's the son of friends of Daniel's who were killed and Daniel adopted him."

That hurt a little, but the teenager knew Jake or Chris as he was now known, had to do what was right for him. "Thanks for letting me know sir."

"You're welcome, Jack." He gestured Daniel in when he came through from the briefing room.

"They're on their way, General," the linguist reported. "Cali found an abandoned laboratory, apparently the natives of P5X-3499 were genetically engineered thousands of years ago."

"I take it Dr. O'Neill wants to return to the planet?"

"Yes sir," he hesitated a little. "I also informed her about Chris."

"I just told Jack. Silvia and Chris are on their way here." Hammond revealed.

Daniel sat in the chair next to the teenager. "Jack, he made this decision himself," he told his friend. "He's been talking to Andrea about what he wants and I sat in on one of his sessions with him. This is his way of dealing with what's happened. To him Jake O'Neill is gone, he died; his family buried him."

"I get the point, Daniel." The teenager snapped, and then rubbed his hands over his face. "Sorry."

"It's okay, Jack."

Sam appeared at the door and walked in. "Dad is on his way, I filled him in on what happened."

"Thank you, Major," the General acknowledged her.

She nodded and saw Silvia arrive with her changers and Dr. Gibson. "Sir, Silver and the boys are here."

The teenager got to his feet and without a word went into the briefing room.

Chris hadn't been expecting this, Andrea had filed him in on what had happened, but to come face to face, it was daunting.

Andrea and Silvia took Caleb into the General's office, leaving the two teenagers alone.

"This is really weird," Chris told him, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Yeah," teenage Jack agreed, he shoved his hands in his pockets. "I guess it is." He looked at the older teenager and didn't see his brother. Jack O'Neill had been a strapping, handsome twenty-four year old the last time he'd seen him. This was a seventeen-year-old boy, not a Captain in the Air Force. This was Chris Jackson; he could accept that.

"Dr. Gibson told me what happened," Chris was saying, feeling he was babbling a little. "And then Dr. Fraiser meet us and she said it wasn't looking good."

"Nope it's not," the younger teenager remarked. "They've recalled Cali and called in Carter's dad."

"Is there anything I can do?" Chris asked him.

Teenage Jack shook his head. "No."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be, it's not your fault."

Chris didn't know what else to say. He'd accepted his new life, along with the new name, but the teenager before him wasn't going to be given another chance. "Maybe you should talk to Dr. Gibson."

Chuckling the younger teenager sat down. "There's not much she can do."

"She's a good listener," the elder declared, sitting too.

"I'm not much for talking."

"You're talking now." Chris smirked.

Teenage Jack cracked a smile. "What about you? I hear you've been talking you're head off to the doc."

Chris shrugged a little embarrassed. "She's nice and she listens."

"That and she looks great in her Navy uniform," the younger remarked. "Not that you've been checking her out."

"Of course not," Chris chuckled and they laughed over it.

Hearing the Stargate activate, they got up and wandered over to the window.

"It's either SG-6 and Cali or Jacob." Teenage Jack revealed. He saw Sam came into the Gate Room and the puddle rippled, bring fourth Jacob Carter, the two stood talking at the bottom of the ramp, the Gate shutting down.

Caleb came running out of the General's office and over to his new brother, the two had found an instant connection. "Chris."

"Hey kiddo," he hankered down, taking the boy in his arms. "All set?"

"Uh huh."

Chris stood, taking the five year old with him. "There you go."

"Who's this?" Caleb asked.

The younger teenager held out his hand. "I'm John, I'm a friend of Chris'."

"Hi John." Caleb shook his hand. "Do you work here too?"

"For the moment."

"My mom and dad work here." Caleb said proudly.

"You're Caleb Jackson, right?"

"Uh huh," the little boy said wide-eyed.

"Thought so."

Silvia came out with Daniel, the General and Teal'c, who had joined them.

"Nana Silvia, this is John," Caleb introduced. "He's a friend of Chris'."

"Is that so," she said sweetly. She knew the truth, but it was better this way. "Well it's nice to meet you, John."

"Yeah, you too," the teenage Jack said.

Chris could see it was time they left. "How about we head down to the commissary, Caleb, see if we can find some Jell-O?"

"Red?"

"Well we'll see."

"Okay," he waved to his dad. "Bye daddy."

"Bye Caleb." Daniel said smiling.

They left using the corridor that went past the General's office. Jacob and Sam came up the stairs from the control room. They'd been discussing his son and grandchildren, making polite conversation.

Jacob paused at the top of the stairs, seeing the teenager standing with Daniel. He couldn't help but stare. "I'm sorry," he apologized. "Sam told me what was going on, but, what could anyone possible hope to gain from this?"
The teenager stood with his hands in his pockets. "Can we just, uh, get on with it?" He asked. "I'm not getting any younger."

Oh yeah that was Jack all right. Jacob thought and Selmac agreed. "Well, as I told Sam, our options are pretty limited."

"So you came all this way to just say goodbye?" Teenage Jack asked a little sarcastically.

Jacob ignored him. "At this point, I'm here to recommend we put you in stasis until we better understand your condition."

"You want to freeze me?"

"Colonel, we're not talking about cryogenics as we know it here on Earth," Sam explained. "The risk involved is minimal."

"Yeah, well, I've been down this road with the Tok'ra before," Teenage Jack retorted. "No offence, Jacob, but the last time you guys helped me out of a jam," he paused using his fingers to describe quotation marks in the air, "I ended up rescuing an old girlfriend I'd never met before."

"We would never subject you to another blending without your express permission." The Tok'ra agent said bluntly.

"Good, because it's never gonna happen."

Jacob stepped a little closer. "No pressure, Jack, but you need to make a decision. We have a team standing by, but if you wait too long, we may not be able to reverse the cellular breakdown."

"Colonel, please." Sam said strongly.

"It's your choice, Jack." The General insisted.

Teenage Jack turned. "Can I have five minutes to think about it?"

"You can have ten, Colonel."

Nodding, the teenager left the room.

Over the next few hours, Cali and SG-6 returned; were debriefed and then after their physical's helped look for the escaped teenaged Jack O'Neill, who managed to elude them all and get off base. A phone call from a Lt. Colonel Beck gave them their best lead. However the news Selmac and Dr. Fraiser gave them wasn't good. This wasn't Jack O'Neill, it was a clone and they had to get him back, because the real Jack O'Neill was going to be returned. Finding the cloned Jack by a stream near the base, Cali managed to talk some sense into him, she also had the task of telling him he was a clone when the others chickened out, but they needed him and in the end he returned to the base with them and went a long with their plan, not to happy about being a defective copy. They laid out their plan and Hammond granted the clone a Zat gun to use against the Asgard. Sam went over the plan with clone Jack while, making sure he knew what he had to do, then she and the rest of SG-1 staked out the outside of the house that night, waiting.

Clone Jack lay sprawled on the bed, he flicked through 'Cracked' Magazine, anguish he dropped it and picked up the radio from the bedside table. "Carter, you and Cali still got your ears on?"

"Yes sir, we're here." Sam's voice came over the radio.

"Daniel, Teal'c?"

"Everything appears to be normal, O'Neill." Teal'c reported.

"Yeah? Not to me."

"You wanna go over the instructions I gave you again?" Sam asked him.

"Don't worry, Carter, I'm sure I'll figure it out." He assured her and then was taken by an Asgard transporter beam.

Outside the house, Sam and Cali saw the bright flash of light come form the bedroom and took off running, getting into the house and up to the bedroom the same time as Daniel and Teal'c. They went inside, seeing Jack curled up in his bed asleep, snoring a little.

Sam shook his shoulder. "Colonel, are you alright?"

There was no response.

Daniel tried. "Jack! Jack!"

Cali shook her head and glanced at the Jaffa at her side. "T, would you?"

He nodded and put authority in his voice. "O'Neill!"

Jack stirred with a grunt and looked at them groggy, blinking. "What are you all doing in my bedroom?" He got up, seeing the happy faces of his teammates, he stood. "I assume this is important?"

"Just a little, sir?" Sam agreed.

"Oh good," Jack retorted. "Y'know I was having the weirdest dream." He was cut off as they were all beamed aboard an Asgard ship.

Clone Jack looked pleased with himself. "There, you see, Carter? Told you it was no problem." He walked over to Jack; they're dressed identically, looking each other over in confusion.

"What's going on?" Jack asked his teammates, perplexed, seeing them look away, embarrassed.

"Wow, uh, you know, I'm, I'm really much taller then I think." Clone Jack declared.

Jack waited for an answer. "Carter?"

"Colonel O'Neill, meet – Colonel O'Neill." She introduced.

Jack looked at the teenager and then back to Sam, irritated and puzzled "What's goin' on?"

"Well, we're pretty sure, this Asgard," Cali gestured to the little gray Alien the clone at knocked out and tired up. "Kidnapped you and attempted to replace you with a clone."

Finding it a little bewildering, he asked. "How long was I asleep?"

"Seven days." Sam told him.

"That's a record," he declared and looked to the teenager. "So you're – me?"

"You. Yeah, uh, believe me, if you think it's weird, imagine how I feel being the copy," the clone declared.

The Asgard started to regain consciousness, moaning.

"He is awakened." Teal'c reported, standing near him.

Daniel and Cali matched over to the Asgard, followed by Sam. Clone Jack remained where he was, seeing Jack was watching him as he watched them.

"What's happening?" The Asgard asked confused, finding himself tired down.

"We were kind of hoping you could tell us," Sam said.

"No, no, no, this is all wrong." The little Alien said, seeing the Clone and the real Jack standing together.

"Hey!" Jack stormed over to him. "I'll tell you what's wrong. I just woke up, haven't had coffee, let alone a pee in seven days and I find out you stole my ass and made a – mini me." He looked to Sam. "Carter, I should be irked currently, yes?"

"Yes, I – I would be." She agreed.

"Why don't you tell us who you are?" Daniel suggested, being the voice of reason once more.

"Loki."

"According to Norse mythology, that's the god of mischief." Cali supplied.

"What did you want with Colonel O'Neill?" Sam asked him.

"I have nothing more to say to any of you." Loki said definitely.

"Hey! We saved your flat little white asses from the Replicators," Jack reminded. "And this is the thanks we get?"

"Hey, at least you're gonna live," the clone retorted.

Jack looked back. "What?"

"Maybe you're a little put out, but this guy didn't hit all the right buttons on the Xerox," clone Jack complained. "This body is gonna fall apart if he doesn't fix me."

"I cannot," Loki told them. "All the clones suffer the same fate."

"Okay. I'm going back to my original question," Jack decided. "What's going on?"

"I am a scientist, a former geneticist with the Asgard Ruling Council." Loki explained.

"Former?" Sam picked up.

"I was stripped of my stature after I was caught performing unsanctioned experiments on humans."

"What? You've got sanctioned ones?" Jack asked him, frustrated.

"I merely had the courage to do what was necessary to advance our cloning technology," the Asgard stated.

"Instead of courage, some might call it a lack of morality." Sam informed.

"Our population cannot withstand the duplication process for much longer." Loki said

"Well, how can experimenting on humans change that?" Cali asked before Sam could.

"Your bodies are similar to our original form thousand of years ago. Using our physical makeup as a template, I had hoped to find a way to construct a clone that could contain our massively superior intellect. My research was unsuccessful."

"So much for massively superior intellect," the clone snorted.

"I was gonna say that." Jack whined.

"I was going to say it was unsuccessful prior to my being caught and banished. I would have found what I needed eventually." Loki said, ignoring them.

Daniel didn't like the way the Asgard looked at his wife, moving closer to her. "Why risk coming back here and breaking the law after nineteen years?"

"Because, I thought he was the one." Loki said referring to Jack.

"Me?" Both Jack's said simultaneously.

"I believed his genetic code contained the key."

"Mine?" Both said again.

"Stop it." Jack chastised his clone.

Loki ignored them. "He was physiologically advanced enough to carry and utilize all the data from the ancient repository of knowledge. That would not be possible for any human one generation ago. He is a significant step forward on your evolutionary path. Not as far as Dr. O'Neill, but I believed he was better suited, her genetic makeup is too complicated."

"You just found this our recently?" Daniel asked him.

"I learned about it when all the Asgard did," Loki answered. "O'Neill is legendary." He saw their amazed faces. "Most recently, the Asgard fleet has been distracted by the war with the Replicators and the subsequent relocation of our people."

"So you took the opportunity when no one was looking to sneak back here." Jack declared.

"I do not regret my actions. I am trying to save my people."

"Look, I know this isn't all about me," clone Jack interrupted. "But come on, seriously, I'm dying here."

"I cannot reverse your fate," Loki announced. "Nor can I explain why you did not mature to the proper age as you should have."

"Well, easy to see why they kicked you out of the science club," the teenager said sarcastically.

"All right, I've heard enough," Jack said sternly, he turned and walked over to the nearest console. "Carter." She joined him and he went on. "Can you call Thor on this thing?"

She took a look at the console and then went to work.

"Please, do not." Loki begged.

"We've already tried contacting the Asgard a number of times." Sam revealed.

"You know, you'd think if Thor knew about this?" The Clone said, being cut off by Sam.

"Okay, pretty sure that's it." She told them.

"All right, how long are we going…." The Clone stumbled slightly, closing his eyes, feeling giddy.

"You all right?" Jack asked him.

Cali had rushed to his side, steadying him. "Actually, no," he reported.

"Uh, what do we do if Thor doesn't show up?" Daniel asked but before an answer could be given, Thor beamed aboard the ship. "Never mind."

"Well it's about time!" Jack told him.

"I apologize for not coming sooner," Thor said as he walked over to his fellow Asgard. "Loki, what have you done?"

"Yeah, it seems he's been playing Dr. Moreau behind your back," clone Jack said, holding tight to Cali's arm.

"Yes! Dr. Moreau!" Jack agreed.

"You know why I am here," Thor addressed Loki. "You should have known O'Neill genetic code was safeguarded for his own protection. As is his daughter's and grandson's."

"Excuse me?" Jack and Cali said together.

"A marker was placed in your DNA to prevent any attempts at genetic manipulation."

"The abnormality?" Daniel guessed.

"That's why the clone didn't mature." Sam stated.

Thor walked over to the clone Jake and the real. "Yes," he told her. "Loki will be punished for his actions."

"Is it true that Colonel O'Neill is the key to solving your cloning problems?" Sam inquired.

"No." Thor answered.

"But I thought I was advanced?" Jack whined.

"Indeed, you are O'Neill, but our scientist have already determined that while you are an important step forward in the evolutionary chain, the missing link we have been searching for still eludes us. Even Dr. O'Neill and her son, who are steps a head of you, do not provide this link."

"I'm sorry." Jack said sincerely.

"Again, I apologize for any inconvenience Loki may have caused."

The clone Jack rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that's what I'd call it."

"Unfortunately, the eventual genetic breakdown of the clone is not my doing, but rather a result of Loki's inept methods," Thor explained.

Jack looked to his clone, seeing the horrified look on his face, he was just being written off, which made Jack feel for him. He didn't deserve this. "Look, Thor?" He addressed his little gray buddy. "Is there anything you can do for him? The whining is starting to grate."

Thor was amazed. "You wish for your clone to live?"

"You can't just let me die!" the teenager exclaimed.

"He's just a kid." Jack agreed.

"Are you certain, O'Neill?" Thor asked him.

When he didn't answer right away, both Cali and the clone smacked him on the arm. "I'm thinking!" He retorted, but told Thor. "Yeah."

"Very well, I will attempt to repair his DNA. If successful, he should continue to mature at a normal human rate."

"Thanks," Jack said as relieved as everyone else.

"I will transport the clone and Loki aboard my ship and you to the SGC," the Asgard told them. "When I am finished I will return the clone to you."

"Hey I have a name, you know," the teenager retorted, being tired of talked about in the third person. Seeing everyone looking at him. "Well I do," he stated. "It's John."

Jack smiled. "Well we'll see you when you get back… John."

"Thanks Jack."

SG-1 was beamed directly into the briefing room; Hammond and the two doctors were waiting, happy to see Jack.

"Colonel, what happened?" The General inquired.

"Well sir," he hesitated. "I'll let Carter explain it. I'm going to get dressed." He said and wandered out.

Hammond chuckled. It was good to have Jack back the way he should be.

The rest of SG-1 sat down and Sam briefed the General on what happened, including the clone taking the name John.

"It sounds like he's developing an independent personality." Andrea theorized. "Which is good, it means he'll accept what's happened to him."

"Like Jake, I mean Chris has?" Cali asked her.

"Yes." She turned to the General. "Sir, what will happen to John?"

"The Air Force won't be cutting him lose, he'll be declared an emancipated minor, and set up so he can go on with his life." Hammond stated.

"Sir, with your permission, I'd like to take John in." She offered. "He's going to need a place to stay and I have plenty of room."

"I'll put it to the President, Doctor Gibson." He said, not at all surprised by the offer. Not when it came to this group of people. "For now though lets wait and see if Thor can return John safe and healthy to us."

They agreed and waited. Jack returned, dressed in fatigues, a cup of coffee in his hand. He joined the visual, being told of Andrea's offer.

Thor and John beamed in a half an hour later. The teenager looked tired but healthier then when they'd left him. "John O'Neill's DNA had been repaired. He will mature normally from now on."

"Thanks Thor." Jack said, sincerely.

John turned to the Asgard. "Thanks."

"You are both welcome." He bowed his head, and then beamed away.

"Well, I suggest we get some sleep," the General announced. "Mr. O'Neill." He saw the surprise on the teenagers face at being addressed that way. "Dr. Gibson has offered to take you in, this offer is open on your acceptation?"

"You'll be treated like a teenager and I expect you to behave yourself," Andrea told him. "But you're welcome to join my little family."

"Thanks doc," John accepted, seeing this was an answer to his 'What do I do now?' question.

"You're welcome."

"I'll have the paper work sorted out in the morning." Hammond supplied.

"You'll need a good cover story, to sir." Cali pointed out.

Jack shoved his hands in his pants pockets. "We can say he's my son," he offered. "That I didn't know about him until recently and that his mother died and he's been living on the streets until the courts ordered him into foster care, which is where the doc comes in."

John looked to his elder self. "You'd agree to this?"

"Sure," he shrugged. "Why not, we're the only ones who know the truth and you get to have a life. Hang out, start again."

"I'm sure Chris would enjoy having you come around." Cali informed smiling warmly.

"Thanks Cali," John agreed.

"Whoa, who is Chris?" Jack asked.

His daughter chuckled. "While you were sleeping with the Asgard, Jake O'Neill descended a seventeen year old with no memories other then being seventeen," she explained. "He's being staying at our place and has changed his name to Christopher Jacob Jackson. The cover story is Daniel adopted him after his parents death."

Jack shook his head. "I'm going back to bed, this is too much," he muttered walked out as they chuckled.

Two days later, Jack got the chance to sit down and talk with the now Chris Jackson alone in Cali and Daniel's living room, the two archaeologist were outside with Caleb and Silvia had the afternoon off.

He found it a little disconcerting. "So, why Chris?"

The teenager smiled a little. "I thought since I was being given a second chance, I'd take it and create my own identity. After all Jake O'Neill is dead and buried."

Jack nodded slowly. "I know I buried him."

"Sorry Jack."

He shrugged. "After seven years at the SGC, having a brother return form the dead is no big deal any more," he dismissed casually. "I've had a best friend do it and a daughter."

Chris smiled warmly; he knew the sincerity behind the words. "They didn't arrive back teenagers though."

"Thank god," Jack groused. "Cali's teenage years the first time was bad enough. I couldn't go through that again. Nor do I even want to contemplate what Danny-boy was like as a teenage."

The teenager chuckled. "So Cali was a handful?"

"No, not really, she just didn't have the easiest of childhoods and coming here was a culture shock." Jack informed. "She did good though. Daniel loves her and Caleb is a great kid."

"Yeah he is. I've come to think of him like a little brother."

"Well, you've got a good family here and you've got me." Jack said genuinely.

"Thanks Jack," Chris whispered. When they'd first meet, it had been like coming face to face with his dad. "You know if word gets out about all these kids you've acquired. They're going to say you've sowed a lot of wide oats."

"Ya, but you have the Jackson name now," the Colonel remarked. "You're gonna be mistaken for Daniel's son."

The teenager laughed. "Don't tell him that, I don't think Daniel is ready for it yet."

Jack chuckled. "I'll keep it safe for now," he said and looked at the teenager. "It's good to have you here, Chris."

"Thanks Jack," he said warmly. "So are you and John getting along?"

"It's a little weird, but we're handling it. I mean he has all my memories and experiences, both good and bad."

"Dr. Gibson will get him through it."

"Yeah. So what are you going to do?" Jack asked him.

"Um, collage, I'm going to take some classes at the local collage and go from there," the teenager revealed. "The Air Force is going to help with my tuition, the rest I can do on a scholarship."

"Yeah, well, it's a good school," the Colonel said. "Cali got her Masters degrees and her doctorates there."

"And General Hammond said I can intern at the Archaeological department at the SGC, so I get the experience there." Chris added enthusiastically.

"That's great."

"Yeah it is."

As if they knew it was time to return, Cali, Daniel and Caleb came in. The little boy raced over to his grandfather and climbed onto his lap.

"Hey squirt, you're getting a little big for this aren't ya?" Jack teased.

"No," he snuggled closer.

His grandfather held him close, he missed this, their time together. Not that he would have the little boys parents still ascended, because he wouldn't, but he did miss the contact.

Daniel sat down and drew his wife down onto his lap. "So Jack, everything okay?"

"Ya sure a betcha," he remarked and Caleb giggled. "Giggling? There's not giggling." He tickled the boy and Caleb laughed harder.

"Careful dad, you don't want to make him sick," Cali warned.

"I won't,' he eased off any way. "So kiddo, looking forward to going back and playing with you Indian Cats?"

"They're not my Indian Cats, dad," she said rolling her eyes. "But I am looking forward to retuning, Sam is anguish to check out the lab too."

"Carter is an egghead, Cali, of course she's anguish to go," he retorted.

The doorbell rang. "I'll get it," Chris volunteered and left the living room.

"Cali said the SuNau are a fascinating race of people," Daniel noted.

"They're part cat." Jack retorted.

"That's what makes them intriguing, dad." Cali declared.

"Right."

Chris returned with Andrea and John, the psychologist smiled when she saw her friend snug in her husband's arms. "You look comfortable, Cali."

"I am," she mused.

Sitting down, the two teenagers on the couch, the Naval officer on the other chair, it was noticeable there was a little tension between Jack and John. Jack had signed the papers to give Andrea custody of his 'son' and the Air Force had made sure financially he was set too, as they did with Chris. The two though hadn't spoken since.

Andrea knew about the tension and had sessions planed for the both of them. "John and I have been talking about what he wants to do with his life," she informed them. "And he's come up with a decision."

"I'm going to redo my senior year of high school," the teenager revealed.

Jack was skeptical and a little mystified. "You're sure about this?"

"I've thought about it a lot," the teenager said. "And you know you, me, I mean, we never really did embrace high school," he paused, shrugging. "I don't know. Haven't you ever just wanted to go back and do it all over again? I mean especially with all you know now?"

"No." Jack answered him with absolute certainty.

"Well, I guess from now on in you and me are different," John supposed. "Because I'm going to do this. And it has it benefits." He smirked. "Cheerleaders."

Chris grinned, getting into the swing of things. "College girls," he mused and both teenagers laughed.

Jack got it. "Well then, go forth young men," he insisted. "Just don't multiply, either of you. I know all about cheerleaders and collage girls."

"So do I," Daniel whispered in his wife's ear. She blushed.

"Daniel," Jack chastised. "Don't corrupt young minds."

"Oh come on, Jack," John groaned. "I have your memories, I'm already corrupted. Not to mention I'm going to be in therapy for the rest of my life."

"Oh huh, huh," he grumbled as they all laughed.

P5X-3499

Sam sat down next to her CO, joining him and Teal'c at the impromptu celebration the SuNau had thrown in their honor. She, Daniel and Cali had spent the last two days and most of the nights in the lab, with Teal'c's occasional help. Jack had behaved; he'd gone fishing with some of the local men, enjoying the experience.

"So Carter, finally going to relax for a while?" Jack asked her, having to raise his voice over the drums.

"Yes sir," she said smiling. "I've got all the data I need, the rest will be up to the Science team." She glanced around. "Where are Cali and Daniel?"

Jack gestured to the dancers. "In the thick of it, where else."

"They are enjoying themselves, O'Neill." Teal'c stated.

The two in question were in clothing supplied by the SuNau, stamping their moccasin covered feet to the beat of the drums while dancing with the other SuNua. Actually it was a dance Daniel and Cali had shown the SuNua, they'd taught them to fly.

Jack sighed. "Yeah, they're happy all right," he said, then jumped to his feet and grabbed Sam's hand, pulling her to her feet. "Come on Carter, lets fly."

"Yes sir," she giggled and they joined in, laughing heartily as Teal'c sat and watched them.

The end of this chapter.