A/N: My sister just told me that I get pie tonight, so I'm in a VERY good mood. She's good at making pie.

Oh, and I hope you guys noticed that the chapter titles have nothing to do with what that chapter is about, but are in fact the first thing that came to my mind when I reread the chapters.

"Unscheduled off-world activation!" Walter said as General Landry rushed down the stairs into the control room.

"What have we got, Chief?" Landry asked.

"It's SG-1, sir." Walter checked the code they used and said, "It looks like they're requesting permission to bring visitors with them, sir."

"Granted. Open the iris." Hank Landry pressed the intercom button and said, "Medical Team to the 'Gate room!" before rushing down to see exactly who the premier team would be bringing back with them.

What none of them were expecting to see was SG-1 coming back with a woman in her early thirties and fourteen children.

Landry immediately recognized the woman in the lab coat as being Jack O'Neill's niece. But what was she doing here? Last he had heard she was living in Dublin, running the family's pub industry.

"SG-1, and guests, please report to the infirmary immediately," Landry ordered, his attention still on the thirty-two-year-old woman and the children surrounding her. He'd find out what he could in the infirmary.

"I'm telling you that I need to go back to my reality right now to help fight the Ori!" Kristie yelled at Dr. Lam and General Landry.

"And I'm telling you that right now you, and the children you brought here with you, are under quarantine until I can isolate the area in their blood that's giving them their gifts," Dr. Lam insisted.

Elijah walked up beside his mother's bed and rested his hand on her forearm, "Mom, it's okay. Uncle Jack and Aunt Sam know what they're doing. You completed the weapon in time. Everything's going to be fine."

Kris's tormented eyes met her son's, "I just can't stand the waiting, Elijah. Jeff's over there fighting on the front lines-"

"And he wouldn't let you fight if you were there, Mom," Jacquie said as she walked next to her brother, trying to calm her mother's anxiety.

"Besides, Mom, don't you want a chance to help this reality?" Cosette asked, coming along side her siblings with Mike close behind her. Raesha watched her four older siblings interact with their mother, envy growing in her heart. She was as much an O'Neill as any of them but for some reason Mother treated her so differently.

Kristie lowered her eyes, looking down at her engagement ring and wedding band and remembering the days when Jeff gave them to her. Finally, she nodded, "Okay. You can run your tests."

"Good, and I expect a full de-briefing from you after you've been released," General Landry told her in no uncertain terms.

"Yes, sir," Kris said in a small voice. It was amazing how much she missed her husband and the rest of her family when she had their look-a-likes so near. The Daniel in this reality had taken the Jackson children to his lab to get to know them a little better in the time he had with them. Even the Sam in this reality had taken the time to get to know 'her' three children before taking off to work on some project or other.

Dr. Lam sat down on a stool next to the mother and her children. "Raesha, Isaac, Amy, can you come here please?" Caroline Lam asked the three children playing in the corner of her infirmary. She wanted the whole family to answer some of her questions before she started on the individual cases.

Kristie noticed the lag in Raesha's step as she walked toward the already overcrowded bed. She knew what it was like to feel left out or neglected – it was a feeling she didn't really want any of her children to experience. It looked to her that she had some one-on-one mother-daughter time coming up just for Raesha. Out of the corner of Kris's eye she saw General Landry pat Dr. Lam on the back before making a hasty escape from his daughter's infirmary.

The thirty-two-year-old mother gathered her seven children around her, bringing Isaac up into her lap and Amy beside her on the bed, before cocking her head to one side at Dr. Lam. "Yes, Doctor?"

Caroline had met General Jack O'Neill a few times before and knew some of his mannerisms – this woman just looked so much like him it was almost eerie. She shook her head to get rid of the image before speaking. "Okay, let's start with the basics: I'm assuming that all these… supernatural traits, are genetic?"

"That's right," Raesha said. "It's the O'Neill blood in us, Uncle Jack always says. He just wants us to feel special." She looked at her siblings, noting the differences in each one of them before turning back to the doctor, "And we are special."

"Yes, you are," Caroline agreed. "Now, can you show me what each one of you can do?"

"NO," Kristie commanded her children before her four eldest could get any ideas into their heads. "I said no powers unless absolutely necessary. Tell her what you can do. There will be no showing."

Cosette rolled her eyes, "You're no fun, Mom." Kristie just gazed coolly back at her daughter as if she'd heard that statement many times before. Dr. Lam was pretty sure that she had. "Fine, I'll go first. My name is Samantha Cosette and I can control the air. Happy now, Mother?"

"You don't know how much, Cosette," Kris said with a smile.

Jacquie (who wore her hair several inches longer than Cosette's to help prevent confusion) smirked at the banter between her twin and their mother. "My name is Jacqueline Rose. I have the power to control the earth and anything that comes out of it."

Elijah was next, "I'm Elijah, and I'm not telling you my middle name. But I will tell you that I can control fire."

"And I'm Michael. I can control water," the least vocal of the quads spoke last, choosing to hide behind his siblings.

Raesha looked at the doctor and cocked her head, seeing the confused expression on the woman's face. "Oh, come on – it's not that complicated!" the ten-year-old complained. "It's the four elements."

"Then, pray tell, what's your power, Raesha?" Dr. Lam asked, a little peeved at the girl's attitude while at the same time perplexed by her vocabulary.

Raesha shrugged, "That's easy, I'm a telepath. A very strong one, too."

Caroline could feel her heart beat faster – this was so not what she signed up for! She motioned toward the twins sitting half on Kris's lap, "And what about them?"

Kristie smiled, putting a loving hand on each five-year-old's head, "These are my two little healers. The Ancient gene is very strong in them, but it usually only manifests itself through healing."

"Oh, boy," Dr. Lam muttered, trying to regain her equilibrium. After a few moments of deep relaxing breaths she turned again to the woman and her children from an alternate reality, "And what can you do, Mrs. O'Connor?"

Kristie smirked, "That's Doctor O'Connor, and I'm also a telepath, coupled with prophetic dreams, and every once in a while a vision."

Dr. Lam could only repeat her previous statement, "Oh, boy."

A/N: Did I confuse you yet?