Dr. Cassandra Fraiser-Miller hurried over and began compressions. "Get a crash cart! STAT!"

Jack stared at the bed, seemingly paralyzed. First Charlie, now Grace…

He wouldn't be able to handle this a second time.

"I need fifty milligrams of epi!" The doctor ordered.

Sam swallowed tears. She hadn't cried since she'd found out she was pregnant with Grace. "This wouldn't have happened if you'd only listened to me." She muttered, bitterly.

"What was that?" Jack asked, turning, startled out of his thoughts.

"I said that this wouldn't have happened if you'd only listened to me." She repeated, slowly and clearly.

"That was out of line!"

"Was it, JACK?"

"Get out of my infirmary." Cassandra ordered as she rubbed the paddles of the defibrillator together.

"What?" They both asked.

"NOW." She said, pressing the paddles to the young woman's chest. "Thirty joules."

The shock rippled through her body.

"Again." She ordered when there was no response.

"Why the hell is it MY fault? I wouldn't have reacted that way if you hadn't kept her from me!"

"Excuse me? Did you WANT the NID and the Tok'ra after her? Not to mention who knows who else would want her!"

Daniel hurried into the Isolation room. "What's going on?"

"Those two need to be escorted to a place where they can discuss things." Cassandra informed him as she administered yet another pulse of energy to Grace.

Daniel motioned to the SFs as he gave his friends a steely gaze. "You heard the doctor. Now, you can go to a VIP room on your own, or you can be escorted. It's your choice."

"But-" Sam began.

"Carter, I got this…Daniel, I'm your commanding officer…you can't order me anywhere."

"I'm not in the military, Jack. You, yourself, assigned me with autonomy as the civilian director the program. Now, get yourselves to a VIP room or I will be forced to take action that we all will regret."

Somewhere during the conversation, Grace's heartbeat had returned, and Cassandra joined them. "You are upsetting my patient. You are not to come into this isolation room without my express permission." She said, her heart heavy, but a certain amount of fierceness in her voice that reminded both Sam and Jack of her mother.

"But I'm her…" Sam began.

"Sam, please." Cassandra pleaded, an almost little girl look on her face.

"Okay." She said, tensing for a moment as she took a deep breath.

--

They walked to his VIP suite in silence. The SFs had been sent along, despite Daniel's insinuation that this was optional. Sam walked into the room first, and Jack looked at her. "What do you think you're doing?"

"You made it clear that you want to talk. So…let's talk." She deadpanned.

"In my quarters?"

"As I recall, these are VIP quarters." She said, a steely gaze in her eyes that he hadn't seen since she had met him in the briefing room twenty-five years ago.

"Whatever." He muttered as he shooed away the SFs.

He closed the door and turned back to the woman who still held his heart. "So…let's talk."

"Jack, I did what I had to do."

"Right…"

"I'm serious."

"Sam, I don't want stupid excuses…I want the truth. And if was that you were scared…so be it."

"I WAS scared." She defended. "But not because of you."

He raised an eyebrow.

"Okay…maybe I was afraid because of you, but that wasn't the biggest thing I was afraid of…"

"The Tok'ra."

"And NID." She admitted.

"You haven't seen your dad in eighteen years."

She nodded. "I know."

"In fact, you had a completely new life after Grace."

"I had to." She whispered.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Sam, the SGC could have protected you."

"Really? They could have protected me…the way they protected Daniel from the Kelownans?"

"That was his choice."

"Like hell it was!" She retorted. "And how the hell is he back anyway?" She demanded, so full of conflicting emotions that she could hardly keep her composure.

"Something about a higher plane of existence and rules and breaking them…don't ask."

"And where's Teal'c?"

"Jaffa leadership."

"Janet?"

"Died on an expedition to Atlantis. Daniel came back almost immediately."

She raised her eyebrows. "Janet and Daniel?"

"Yep."

"General Hammond?" She asked, grateful that he hadn't seen through her ploy.

"Stop changing the subject."

Damn, he'd caught her.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"You knew."

"Yes. But that didn't mean that I could find you."

"Please, Jack. I wasn't THAT well-hidden. Barrett found me when I was six months pregnant."

"HE WHAT?"

"Of course, when I asked him not to tell anyone that he'd seen me, he cooperated."

"BARRETT KNEW WHERE YOU WERE!" He thundered.

"He kept the NID off my trail, Jack."

"He kept ME off your trail, Samantha! Damn it! Why didn't he tell me where you were!"

"Because you would have told Daniel who would have told Teal'c, and pretty soon, whether you liked it or not, the whole SGC would know. And we've had problems with moles in the past!"

"We're capable of keeping secrets!"

"Jack…please…"

"Don't you dare!" He roared, eyes blazing. "I have gone through hell for the last eighteen years knowing that somewhere you had given birth to my kid…I didn't know who he or she was…I didn't know where you were, and I was driving myself slowly insane by trying to find you. Barrett was one of my last resorts…and since I sent Maybourne to another PLANET, I couldn't find you through him. He at least, didn't have ulterior motives…"

"You think Malcolm had ulterior motives!"

"MALCOLM!"

"You want the truth, Jack!" She thundered, her voice reaching Jack's same level. "I haven't slept with anyone since Rek'tar slept with Kanan!" She spat.

"You don't always have to sleep with someone for them to get protective…YOU should know that!"

"And he was there when I needed him!"

"And I'd have been there even if you didn't need me!" He thundered, his chest heaving in his need for breath. "With or without Grace!"

She sat on the bed, defeated. "I know."

--

She had seen a light…she had walked toward it. She wanted to die. Didn't they understand? She couldn't live like this. If anyone would have understood, it should have been her mother. Well, it was obvious that the remnants of Rek'tar within her mother had been too powerful for her to combat. It was time for her to give herself up to the Tok'ra. SG-1 and SG-6 were leaving today. She thought for a moment. She tapped into her powerful immune system, and achieved a level of meditation almost reminiscent of kelnoreem. She would need all the strength that she had. However, as she communed with the Tok'ra part of herself, she had flashes of five lives pass through the invisible barrier between her subconscious and her conscious. She steeled herself against the wave. It would only get worse, and there would be no getting better.

--

"Colonel, you have a go."

The leader of SG-1 nodded. "Thank you, sir."

They stood up from the debriefing when the Colonel turned back to the director. "Sir, is Dr. Carter accompanying us on this mission?"

Daniel shook his head. "She's not well at the moment."

"I see."

"She may be able to join you for your follow-up."

Colonel Mark Hammond nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Now, go get suited up."

"Daniel?"

He turned to find Cassandra standing at the door.

"Cass. What's going on with Grace?"

"She's still in a coma. We're doing everything we can."

"I know you are. And Jack and Sam?"

"I checked in on them…or rather I passed by their room. They're still having a bit of screaming match, but…what else do you expect? They have been keeping some pretty big secrets from one another, and…well, they both have type A personalities."

He nodded.

"But the SFs said that it seemed to be getting more productive."

"Good."

"Have you told Teal'c?"

"He'll be here tomorrow for the negotiations. I did tell him that Sam was back, and he said it would be good to see her again, but…other than that…"

"Yeah, it's a tricky situation…"

"But I called Jacob."

"Is he coming?"

"He'll be returning with SG teams 1 and 6 at the conclusion of their negotiations."

"That'll be an interesting reunion."

"This whole reunion is an interesting one." Daniel said, walking into his office. "Do you have any idea what made Grace lose it like that?"

"No, I don't."

"Something makes me uncomfortable about her…"

"Like the fact that she's eighteen and working for the SGC."

"She's Sam and Jack's daughter." He pointed out.

"True, but…honestly…"

"I know…"

The intercom on his desk flashed. "Dr. Jackson?"

"Yes, airman?"

"Dr. Carter has escaped."

"Escaped?" He asked, surprised at the airman's choice of words.

"She attacked the SFs. We believe that she's on her way up to the Gate Room."

"We'll be there in a moment." Daniel said, glancing up at Cassandra's pale face.

--

"Excuse me? What do you mean 'you know?'" Jack asked, surprised.

"Jack, just because I was in denial doesn't mean that I'm stupid! I thought you knew me better than that."

"I thought you had more dignity than to run off and keep something this monumental from me!"

"Well, you were wrong." She whispered.

He couldn't bear to see her like this. "Sam…I'm sorry…I just…this is a shock."

"She's harsesis." She cut in.

"I know."

"You may know, but you don't understand."

"What do you mean?"

"She's…she's had nightmares…it scares me more than the thought of…well, a lot of things."

"What kind of nightmares?" He asked, sitting next to her on the bed, and tenderly placing his arm around her shoulder.

She swallowed. "Well, she has my memories, and I would bet that she has your memories…"

Jack closed his eyes. If that was true, then he knew exactly what nightmares she would have.

"The first one I remember was when she was three. She was terrified. She wouldn't let me touch her…she just held herself, rocking back and forth, tears streaming down her cheeks." Sam said, her voice starting to hitch with emotion.

"C'mere." He said, guiding her head to his shoulder.

"I was so scared. I didn't know what to do. Then, when she described what the men were doing to her…" She started sobbing, and then swallowed her tears. "She described what happened when I was sold…"

He took a deep breath. Samantha should never have gone through that, and it should never have been passed to a three-year-old. "Jack, she looked so helpless, and yet…she looked so grown-up." She allowed more tears to flow. "She should never have had to experience that."

He put his finger under her downward tilted chin. "YOU should never have had to experience that."

She nodded. "Thanks."

They both looked at one another, paling in fear as they heard the base intercom system. "Emergency in the Embarkation Room! Emergency in the Embarkation Room!"

--

She walked down the corridors armed with a gun and a zatnik'tel. However, her first choice of defense was hand-to-hand. The airmen piled up behind her, leaving a rather noticeable trail to the infirmary. She wasn't just some geek to be made fun of. She was at least a level three hand-to-hand…

She reached the Gate Room to be greeted by SG-1 and SG-6.

"Dr. Carter." Colonel Hammond said, stepping toward her, slowly.

Mercilessly, she pointed the gun and shot. The bullet-proof vest protected him from a fatal shot, but it did nothing to stop the bullet that took a chunk out of his arm. The kinetic energy forced him backwards, where he hit his head against the concrete of the Gate room walls.

She turned on the other members of the expedition. "Let me through the Stargate." She ordered with all the arrogance and determination of Jolinar.

"We can't let you do that." Daniel said, walking into the room.

She pointed the gun at him. "Don't make me shoot you."

"You don't want to do that."

She pulled the trigger, and for a moment, he braced himself for the impact of the bullet, but it never came. The click indicated that the small handgun was out of ammunition.

"Grace."

She tossed the gun to the side and pulled out the zatnik'tel. "You are aware that two shots from this weapon kills."

"Yes."

"Take another step and I will shoot you dead."

"Grace, I know you don't want to do this."

Suddenly, as she stared at Daniel, she could feel the room transform into one of the hallways in the SGC. Her lip started to quiver as she saw her mother stand before her, mirroring her own look of determination.

He'd already zatted her once…twice would kill her, wouldn't it? Yes, they were dealing with a computer inside her body, but…there wouldn't be any hope for Carter, would there?

Was there any hope for her even if he didn't zat her?

This was a damned computer virus! If he didn't zat Carter again, it would take over the base computer again…

"Please." She whimpered, whispering her father's heartfelt pleas from that day. "Don't make me do it."

"Grace. It's just me." He said, approaching her cautiously.

"DANIEL GET OUT OF THE WAY!" She screamed, firing the zat gun with her eyes closed.

It narrowly missed the archaeologist/director, hitting one of the Marines on SG-6.

"I have to get to the Tok'ra."

"Well, they're our allies, and we're not going to send anyone this out of control to them…no matter what you say."

"I'm only this way because they made me this way." She spat.

"What do you mean?" He asked, taking advantage of her incense. He took away her defense and she swung at him. He countered the attack, and she sank back from him, crawling on the ramp in fear.

"Please…please don't hurt me."

"Nobody's going to hurt you." He said, soothingly as he handed the zat to another airman.

"Nobody means to…but they do anyway!" She said, almost childlike.

"Why do you say that?"

"They say things…that I'm crazy…that's I'm not right."

"Grace, you're remarkably intelligent, and you're amazing. You're very, very special."

Her lip quivered. "That's why I'm crazy. That's why I'm not right. I'm not even really human."

"That's not true, Grace."

The blast doors opened to reveal both Sam and Jack hurrying into the room. "Grace!" Sam called.

"Tell him!" She demanded.

"Tell who what?" She asked, trying to be as non-threatening as Daniel had tried to be.

"Tell him what I am!"

"Grace, you're my daughter."

"No…Tell him what they had planned for me."

Sam looked at Jack, and they both gulped. This was exactly what they had been trying to avoid for more than eighteen years.

"Sam, what's she talking about?"

"I don't know."

"DON'T LIE TO ME!" She yelled, standing up suddenly, and knocking Daniel to the ground from her sudden right hook in a sudden burst of inhuman energy. She quickly reached her mother, and forced her into a tight offensive stance. Jack's heart constricted as he realized that his daughter had just taken the woman of his dreams as a hostage.

"Grace. We know you're a harsesis."

"She's a WHAT?" Daniel asked, surprised as he stood, wiping his bloody nose.

"She's a Tok'ra Harsesis. This was the mission that they asked us to perform when we were hosts."

She looked at her father, and a conflicting rage of emotions overcame her. She released her mother as she sank to the ground. Jack quickly ran over, placing one hand on Sam's shoulder to deduce whether or not she was all right as she gasped for air. She nodded and he hurried over to his daughter's side.

"You don't understand!" She whimpered.

"Don't understand what? Being taken advantage of?"

"No."

"Then what?"

"You don't understand what I'm feeling. I…nobody should have to live like this." She handed him the gun that had fallen after she shot Colonel Hammond. "Please…just…end this."

"Grace, you know I can't do that."

She sobbed. "Because of Charlie."

Wordlessly, he nodded.

"But…I don't belong here." She continued.

"Yes, you do. Your mother loves you. And I'd like to get to know you."

"YOU CAN'T!" She screamed.

"Why not?"

"Because you would never see me like that…I…I don't even know you as my dad…you're always going to be Jack to me…"

His eyebrows raised in surprise. "What?"

"I can't look at my father and have these feelings." She said, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Please…you would ask someone to do this if it were you."

"No, I wouldn't."

"Yes. You would. I know you better than anyone else knows you."

"Grace…" Daniel began. "There's something else we can do."

"No, there isn't."

"Yes, there is. We can make you forget."

"How?" She asked, looking at him, a glimmer of hope shining in her eyes.

"At least we can try."

"What is it?"

"Do you remember dargall?"

She nodded.

"It should make you forget."

"You made Kira forget that she was Linnea." She remembered.

"Yes, we did. And we could try to make you forget what you are."

"Harsesis."

"Yes."

"But what if the Tok'ra come back?"

"They don't know that we have a cure for it."

"I don't want a cure. If I do this, I don't want anything to happen that could possibly 'fix' this."

"We'll destroy the records, then…we don't have to keep it on file."

"You're not going to get in trouble?"

"Trust me, I don't think my boss is going to mind as long as you're alive." Daniel said, eyeing Jack for a visual confirmation. Jack nodded his head in reluctant permission.

"Okay."

"What?" Sam asked, finally recovering from her brush with death at the hands of her daughter. "You're just going to let them do this?"

"Sam, what other choice do we have? We can't let her live like this."

"But…"

"But what? You'd rather have the NID and the Tokr'a and who knows else come after her because of the information she possesses?" Jack countered.

Sam swallowed and then looked at her daughter's more hopeful state. She'd never looked hopeful before. Only sad, disheartened, depressed, and borderline psychotic.

"No."

"Then, it's settled." Daniel said, rising to his feet and offering Grace his hand.

She took a deep breath as she took his hand and followed suit.