SG-1 and 'routine' didn't tend to go in the same sentence. There was a reason they were the first team, and not simply because they happened to be assembled first. No, they were the response team, the go to team, the model team that took on the hardest missions.

So having a normal scouting mission turn out to be just that, normal, was a breath of fresh air. Everything had gone perfectly. They'd collected all of the soil samples easily, managed to get them and keep them in order, had all of their notes and security checks ready to go and even managed to be on time for their return trip to Earth. There hadn't been the slightest mishap.

The planet had not been inhabited, and while there had been ruins that Daniel had drooled over, there had been no sign of Goa'uld activity at all.

Which was why a random girl falling through the gate directly behind them, close enough to be caught by a fast-reacting Teal'c, surprised them to say the least.

She didn't look like a random native either. Thick blond hair cut just past her chin, a lean athletic build and above average height. She wore a black outfit and a bold, blue Kevlar vest with neon blue lightning bolts accenting the hips. Navy blue boots and matching, cracked motorcross goggles completed the look. Something you might see in a comic book rather than an alien planet.

For a few moments she had clung to Teal'c's arm before pushing herself to stand as all weapons in the room turned on her. From the look in her eyes, she wasn't in the best state of mind, and forcing herself to stand had apparently been a bad idea, because her knees began to give out and she reached a hand forward towards the rest of SG-1 as she went down.

"Mom?" she croaked as she collapsed.

Teal'c lurched forward yet again, managing to grab her carefully and lower her to the ground, now unconscious.

For several seconds, they heard nothing but silence after the gate shut off. Then Col. Jack O'Neill turned to his second-in-command.

"Carter?" he said, knowing full well that he couldn't keep all the incredulity out of his voice, "Anything you'd like to tell us?"

Sam, for her part, looked just as surprised as he felt as she blinked back at him.

"Um, no, sir."

Jack looked between the girl on the ground and the Major a couple of times.

"You sure?"

And there was the (suppressed) eye roll. Well, at least they were getting back to normal territory here.

Major Carter turned her attention away from him and dropped to her knees, checking the girl's pulse.

"She's just unconscious," she announced, then glanced over her shoulder as several soldiers rolled a medical gurney into the room.

The Major stood, the corners of her lips tugging downwards as the girl's single word nagged at her psyche. The incident with Dr. Carter coming through the multiverse mirror had happened barely a year prior. This… Well, this was out of her wheelhouse.

Over the intercom, Hammond ordered them to the briefing room in three hours, long enough to get a handle on things, as well as the unit to settle in and start collecting their thoughts.

"What are we dealing with, Doctor?" General Hammond folded his hands over the medical report that lay in front of him. He'd read it, noting the peculiar numbers which were a cause of concern for the medical team, of course, but he wanted to hear her own observations right now. Besides, the numbers still didn't explain why the girl was even there. The idea that someone could somehow follow one of his best teams, undetected, and gain access to the base via wormhole was a matter of base (and government) security and they had to get to the bottom of it. He looked on as SG-1 followed their General's example and gave Doctor Fraiser their attention.

"She's stable, though blood work indicates she'll be in recovery for a while. It's her vitals that worry me. Her heart rate is twice what it should be, and she seems to be emitting a low level EMF. So far, I can't find a source. It seems as if it's emanating from her cells." Dr. Fraiser replied.

Jack's eyes widened. "You mean like a super hero or something?"

General Hammond didn't bother to respond to that. Dr. Fraiser looked a little put out, but, being the professional she was, also didn't acknowledge Jack. Instead, she opened her folder to pull out a test result she'd obviously gotten after handing over the paperwork to her superior officer. "As for the DNA results," she paused and glanced sympathetically at Major Carter, "it's a fifty percent positive match with Major Carter."

The Major noticeably stiffened, one hand rubbing her knuckles in a nervous habit as General Hammond looked over the paper to see the results for himself. Once he'd perused it to his satisfaction, he handed it to her. She only hesitated for the briefest moment before reaching out and accepting the paper to see for herself.

"Is it possible she used the Stargate to time travel here?" Daniel asked as he observed his teammate, trying to reason his way through this odd circumstance. General Hammond appreciated his ability to accept a problem and immediately come up with an explanation for it. It was one thing he greatly admired about their resident linguist.

Obviously unable to hide her discomfort at the situation, Major Carter shook her head, never taking her eyes off of the paper in front of her. "I don't think so. She would have had to gate in from her time, during a solar flare. She came in through the same wormhole we did." After a few more seconds, she handed the paper over to Col. O' Neill and focused on the General. "What about the quantum mirror?"

"It was destroyed after the last incident, Major, unless there was something like that on the planet..." Which could very well be another nightmare in and of itself.

"We found almost no ancient technology beside the Stargate and proof of deliberate damage," Dr. Jackson said. "Anything of use would have been taken from the planet centuries ago, most likely by invading Jaffa. We can go back and look around again, but I doubt that there is a quantum mirror on that world."

General Hammond acknowledged the expert's observations with a nod before turning to the leader of the team. "Are you absolutely sure there was nobody else on that planet with you?"

"It was completely uninhabited, sir," O'Neill replied, looking up from the DNA results before passing them on to Teal'c, who glanced over it and then passed it on to the last member of their team. Then the Colonel turned to his second in command. "And not that I want to ruin a special occasion, but congratulations Carter. It's a Teenager," he said with his usual temperament, trying to lighten the mood a bit. It worked. Major Carter shot him a dry look, but she didn't seem nearly so tense anymore. Then she smirked at him and shook her head.

Then Teal'c spoke for the first time. "Could this not be some Goa'uld trick?"

Col. O' Neill's expression turned serious again as he looked over at General Hammond. "They have played games with us before, and they've got a lousy history using kids against us." No one liked the sound of that.

Thankfully, Dr. Fraiser shook her head. "Medically we can't rule it out, but so far I haven't detected any naquadah in her blood. After the readings, that was the first thing I checked for. Honestly, I think we're dealing with something different." Well, it was obvious that she hoped so, at least. Not that anyone could blame her. Even bringing the idea up brought unpleasant memories. It was, after all, her own daughter whom the Goa'uld had tried to use as a weapon.

"Suggestions?" General Hammond asked, looking for opinions before he decided on anything. The last thing he wanted to do was alienate his best team. The government did that often enough as it was.

"Sir," the Major spoke up, "we should probably talk to her and see what we can learn before jumping to conclusions." Carter said, though she was obviously perturbed by the entire ordeal. "Whether we get answers from her or not, we may want to call the Tok'ra. They have technology that can look at humans on a molecular level in ways we can't right now. They could possibly check for sabotage or evidence of previous experimentation that our equipment may have missed. There has to be a reason her genetic profile is that close to mine."

General Hammond nodded sharply. "Agreed. While it's clear there's some connection to Major Carter, I don't want to take any chances. Once you clear her, Doctor, she'll be provided with comfortable living quarters as long as her intentions are non hostile." Hammond replied before rising from his seat. "Also once she's cleared we will interrogate her. Hopefully she'll be able to give us some answers. Meanwhile, we'll get in contact with the Tok'ra.

"Dismissed."

"Unscheduled off world Activation," Sergeant Harriman Announced over the blaring alarm of an off-world activation. "Tok'ra IDC."

General Hammond took the last step down to the control room and gave the command to open the Iris for their incoming traveler. Major Carter, having been told that the Tok'ra would send a representative over shortly, was waiting in the Gateroom. She smiled fondly as the familiar face of her father stepped through the gate.

"Hey kiddo," Jacob smiled, planting a kiss on his daughter's cheek and they exchanged a hug. "Sorry it took so long. I came as soon as I could."

"It's good to see you, dad."

After a moment, they released each other and turned to exit the room as the gate shut down.

"So what was it you needed help with?" Jacob asked.

"Well," Sam hesitated a moment. "I think you'll want to see that for yourself."

The older man raised an eyebrow. "Well that's not ominous."

"It's just... difficult to explain," she replied, a little frustrated at the whole situation.

Jacob's eyebrows rose, but he didn't press further as Sam lead the way to the infirmary where the girl lay in the observation room, still unconscious since her arrival two days previously. Jacob was called in to see what he, and more specifically Selmak had to say about the girl in question. Daniel, for now, was standing vigil over the girl as she lay sleeping.

Sam handed the file to her father and watched on for a few moments before her eyes turned to the monitors. "EMF seems to be dissipating, but she hasn't woken up yet," she informed him because that hadn't been put into the report yet.

"These results…" Jacob's eyebrows rose in surprise and he looked down at the girl from the observation window, a crease forming at his brow. After a few moments, he closed his eyes, allowing Selmak to take over.

"I am going to need to get closer to confirm these findings, but if she is kin to Jacob, and you, Major, I should be able to detect it."

Major Carter nodded and reached for the Goa'uld healing device. "Here's this as well. It might help. Also, if you could take a closer look and see if anyone has purposefully changed her DNA, we'd appreciate it."

"I will keep the healing device on hand in case it will be needed," Selmak replied with a nod. After that, the Tok'ra followed the Major down to the observation room. Behind them, Daniel nervously rubbed his knuckles as he watched them descend.

Doctor Fraiser stood at the side of the bed, checking the girl's vitals once again. She glanced up at the newcomers once before returning her focus to the clipboard. "The only change is that her heart rate has increased and is slowly continuing to do so. She should wake up soon."

Selmak paused just short of the bed before he looked down at the girl who was beginning to stir. "I do sense a similar physiology to my host, and therefore to you, Major Carter, and I neither feel nor see anything that would indicate experimentation on the level we discussed."

"Would you mind taking a closer look? We want to be sure," Sam insisted.

The Tok'ra nodded, taking the healing device and activating it. After a few minutes, the Tok'ra deactivated the device.

"If there has been any artificial, purposeful mutations, I cannot detect them."

"I see," Sam said, not quite sure what to make of that information. It certainly tossed one of their more prominent theories out the window, and now they had less of a clue than ever. "Then we have no idea where she came from. She came through the gate after us, from a world we know is deserted." They'd sent a team back to check, just in case, but only found what Daniel had insisted upon: the girl simply couldn't have come from that planet.

As they stood around her, trying to understand the sheer improbability of this girl's existence, said girl began to stir, gripping the blankets tightly as she roused herself from her unconscious state.

"I think she's coming around," Dr. Frasier said, turning her attention to the BP and heart monitor. "Her values are climbing... quickly." It was obvious by her tone of voice that she didn't like that. Sam and Selmak exchanged glances, then jumped as the girl began twisting and turning under the covers.

"AAAHHH!" She yelled, pushing herself back, hitting the head of the bed, and shielding herself with her arms. Well, with one arm, as the other had been handcuffed to the bed. That didn't stop her from trying her best to break it from sheer force. From the way she squinted, it wasn't just because of whatever had scared her. For several seconds, she just breathed heavily, looking utterly terrified and braced for some kind of impact.

"Hey. It's okay. You're safe now," Dr. Frasier said in a soothing tone.

That seemed to startle the girl, and she lowered her arm slowly, cautiously, as if not daring to believe the words. For several seconds she just sat there, staring at Dr. Fraiser before looking around and slumping in relief.

Then she began to cry.

Somehow Sam knew it would just go downhill from here.

"Hey. It's okay. You're safe now."

Kylee didn't recognize that voice, but it sounded different than all of the other voices she'd heard since coming to the Infinity Cascade. Disbelief and curiosity convinced her to lower her free arm, leaning against the frame that she was handcuffed to as she realized that the view meeting her eyes was not the one she'd expected. From what she could tell, she lay in a hospital bed, which was very likely in a hospital. She almost couldn't believe it. How had she gotten here? Had all of that been a dream?

Confused, she continued to search her surroundings, eyes squinting from the far-too-bright light as she tried to adjust to it. Her eyes landed on a slight woman with a no-nonsense but kind face (clearly a doctor) looking at her worriedly. Then she glanced around again. There was her mom and some weird guy in a strange outfit, but it was enough to help her believe that yes, she was finally safe again. Taking a shaky breath, she nodded, relief slowly taking over her features.

"Oh God..." The words slipped out before she could do anything else, and they sounded like more of a sob than anything. She put all of her energy into not crying. It didn't work very well, so she took another breath and pulled her knees to her chest, rubbing her eyes free from the hot tears that she felt forming against her will there.

She was safe. She was home.

And right now, that was enough.

Sam watched the girl quietly, trying to keep her distance. The girl obviously thought Sam was her mother, and quite honestly, she had no idea how to react. The girl had gone through something horrible judging from her actions and that just worsened the whole situation. The scientist in her wanted to just ask questions. She had a list, starting with 'How did you get here?' going through 'Who are you?' and ending with a possible 'When are you from?' (Despite her insistence earlier, she hadn't completely ruled out the theory.)

After several seconds of awkward silence, the girl seemed to pull herself together, although barely. She sucked in a shaky breath through another sob before pushing herself into a seated position and letting her legs relax somewhat.

The brunette obviously thought that this was a good sign as she smiled. "Take your time," the doctor said calmly. Sam agreed. Despite her questions, there was no real pressure to start an interrogation right now. Besides, Dr. Fraiser wouldn't allow for anything that could damage her patient until she felt the girl was psychologically stable enough to.

The girl nodded and took another deep breath before steeling herself and, looking around the room. Sam saw her eyes meet the concrete walls, the observation mirror above, and finally the people again.

She obviously didn't know what to say or ask because she kept silent, even when her eyes fell on Sam. For a moment, she smiled, and then she squinted and her smile fell to a frown. Sam could tell the moment when the girl realized Sam wasn't who she thought she was.

"O-okay, so not home," she muttered to herself, her voice a bit shaky, but she just took another deep breath and nodded, probably reassuring herself that she was indeed safe. Then she looked up as Sam again.

"Where... am I?" she asked.

Sam and Salmak exchanged glances with Dr. Fraiser.

"You're on an Air Force base in America on Planet Earth, sometimes known as the 'Tau'ri'," Sam responded. "And Dr. Fraiser's right. You are safe here."

The girl studied her for a few moments before nodding, although her eyes did flick to the handcuff on her right arm.

"How did I get here?"

"Well," the voice of Sam's father almost startled her. "I think I'll head back out for a moment. I'll see you soon, Sam."

The Major nodded as the man turned to leave. "Dad, send Daniel in, will you?"

Selmak (or her father, she really didn't think she'd ever get used to that) nodded before he ascended the stairs and exited the room.

Then Sam turned back to the girl. "I'm Major Samantha Carter. That man was my father, Jacob Carter, and of course you've met Dr. Fraiser."

"I'm guessing that's Daniel," she responded, nodding over he shoulder to where Daniel had come in and was approaching them.

Sam nodded. "Dr. Daniel Jackson, yes."

"I'm Kylee," she said softly. "Kylee Harwood.."

"Well, Kylee," Dr. Fraiser said, "we have a couple of questions for you. Would you mind answering them?"

The girl looked around at everyone again, eyes calculating. "If you answer some of mine."

"We'll do our best," Sam replied with a nod and what she hoped was a reassuring smile. The girl must have sensed something was off, though, because she sighed.

"This is going to take a while, isn't it."

She didn't say it like a question.

"Probably," Sam responded truthfully.

The girl nodded. "Well, fire away."

"So you have no idea how you got here?" Daniel asked, watching as Kylee played with one of the links in the handcuffs which kept her tethered to the bed, (for security reasons, they'd explained).

They'd been in there for quite a while asking questions that no one seemed to really know the answer to. A couple of minutes into the interrogation, Kylee had asked for water and that had been the only time she'd gotten off subject. Now that she'd quenched her thirst, she felt immensely better and like she could actually think straight. Her emotions still hid behind a shield of numbness for now, but she was functional.

"Not really, I just remember a bright light and then... well, a metal room, I guess. You were there... wow, that was cliche to say." She allowed herself to feel just a moment of levity before focusing back on the man in front of her. It wasn't a hard decision. He was cute for an older guy.

"And before we told you, you didn't know where you were?"

"No. Am I supposed to?"

"I suppose not," he conceded. "What about where you were, before you came through the Stargate? Can you describe that place again?"

The question made her squint her eyes in confusion.

"The what?"

"Did you remember the big round ring? Shimmering liquid on the surface?" Major Carter piped in.

Kylee thought for several seconds before nodding. "Kinda. I mean, I think so. I don't... I don't really know what that is, but the last thing I remember was being held up into this energy stream of some kind... by an all-too-large monster. Called himself the 'Host'. After that it's a blur, and I told you what I remember from that."

"Do you know who the host is?" The old guy asked. He'd returned a couple of minutes after he'd initially left, as he'd been the one to bring in her water. Now he stood with Major Carter a little ways away, apparently content to let Dr. Jackson to question her and only adding in comments or questions here and there. Jacob asked, neither he nor Selmak had any answers for that.

Kylee wondered if she should say anything before mentally shrugging. Why not? "He was some… unholy lovechild of a Lovecraftian horror and The Predator. Twenty feet tall or so… Shot my leg." She winced. The memory of it hurt more than her leg did, kind of like a phantom pain. They told her that she'd arrived at the base without injury, so either the shot hadn't translated or the strange woman she remembered had healed her. For some reason, she'd decided not to tell them about that woman. It just didn't feel right for some reason.

So she decided to move on. "Anyway, the place I was at existed in between dimensions. Or in between realities, I guess. That's probably why you never heard of it'." She paused, glancing at Carter for a moment, before looking back at Daniel. They both looked surprised, but not as gobsmacked as she'd expected.

"Between realities?" Major Carter echoed. "That… probably explains where you're from. You are from another reality, right?"

"That's my guess," Kylee replied, half expecting her opinion to be shut down. Instead, they just nodded and she wondered, again, what kind of a strange world she'd come to. She bit her lip and looked down at her lap, allowing herself to sink down into a more relaxed posture. She hoped she didn't look as impatient as she felt. This was getting frustrating. Especially when all she really wanted to do was just go home.

Somehow, she felt that might be a while yet.

Kylee. Sam ran the name through her mind a moment, really just trying to imagine having an infant in her arms and being a mom. She met gazes with Jacob who gave her a knowing, sympathetic look before Sam shrugged. She'd made her decision a while ago and she was happy with it now... even if looking at Kylee made a pang of regret shoot through her heart.

"Do you know of a way to get back to your reality?" Daniel asked, obviously trying to redirect the conversation.

"No. Do you?" Kylee asked earnestly.

"Jury's still out on that one," Sam admitted.

"But we'll look into it," Daniel assured her. "In the meantime we're just taking precautions. I hope you understand that."

"I guesso," Kylee gave a defeated sigh and glanced back over to Major Carter and her father.

"I have a question," Jacob asked after letting Daniel finish his line of questioning.

"Yeah?" Ky asked, looking over at the older man.

"Have you ever heard of a Goa'uld?"

Almost two hours after the girl had woken up, everyone had been more or less updated and SG-1 (and Jacob) waited on General Hammond's verdict. The bald man looked down at the girl still talking to Dr. Fraiser who had proceeded to conduct a routine psyche evaluation. This would be the last step in essentially get the girl her cleared for the base and out of quarantine if they deemed her safe enough. She'd already been cleared of contagions and now they just had to make sure there wasn't anything else that could put the base in danger now that she'd finally woken.

"So, she essentially has no information on anything in the known universe?"

"Essentially," Sam confirmed.

Daniel, as always, seemed to feel he needed to explain. "She said she had no idea who the Goa'uld were, though she said she might have heard someone mention the presence of some mythological figures present in the audience in the Arena she was being held in," Daniel reported, frowning slightly. "Which may indicate that some system lords were in attendance."

Sam felt her lips firm but didn't otherwise say anything. She'd already tried multiple times to put herself in the girl's shoes and it just proceeded to make her angrier each time. The fact that this was her daughter from another reality didn't help.

"It's more unfortunate that she can't remember who exactly they were," Jacob commented. "Then we'd at least know who to look out for."

He received silent agreement from the team.

After several seconds, the Tok'ra host reached over and indicated the recorded security feed.

"More over, you'll want to see this," he said as he pressed play. Apparently he'd taken the time to reach the point he wanted to emphasize because it played at the beginning of a sentence.

"Why would you have been brought to this gladiator arena? Why you, specifically?" Major Carter asked bluntly.

Kylee turned her head away, her body language indicating she'd become very uncomfortable. She hesitated on the answer, looking as if she'd been backed into a corner. Then, she gave an exasperated sigh and looked up to the older blond, obviously hoping for some kind of mercy.

"Promise you won't shoot me?" she finally asked with a wince.

"I promise. We're not going to hurt you," the Major said, trying to ease the anxiety the girl clearly displayed. Understandable, considering how the girl had just woken up, not to mention the apparently traumatic events before that.

The girl searched her interrogator's face for several seconds. Apparently, whatever found there satisfied her because she nodded and turned her palm up. It suddenly crackled with electricity as a small ball of electric plasma formed in air above her hand.

"The reason they went after me is because I can do this," she said with a forced calm before letting the electricity fizzle out with a crackle.

"That and super speed..."

General Hammond reached out and paused the video before looked to the gathered team, already overcoming his surprise. He was in command of the base for a reason. "Is that even possible for the human body?"

"Apparently, it is," Major Carter responded, voice precise and matter-of-fact. "For whatever reason, that is her normal as far as we can tell." The woman glanced back to her father, wondering if he had any answers. He seemed to be in deep thought himself and didn't answer.

"Teal'c? Anything off world that could explain abilities like hers?" General Hammond asked when Jacob didn't say anything.

Teal'c frowned and didn't answer for a few seconds. When he did answer, however, his voice sounded as firm as ever. "The closest thing I have heard of is a hok'taur - a perfect being of immense power equal to the Gods. However, it is considered mostly legend."

"Why doesn't that put my mind at ease?" Jack asked, continuing to study the girl in the quarantine room below. Then, apparently, he decided to put his own questions out there.

"Has any one ever heard of the 'Host'?"

Jacob finally seemed to snap out of his thoughts. "Other than host bodies that the Gou'auld take, it's the first time either Selmak or I have heard of it. Right now, we're trying to figure out how a displacement could have taken place. Obviously whoever this 'Host' is it's a being of immense power. From where I'm standing, She's lucky to have gotten out of there at all." And coming from Jacob – let alone Selmak – that held a bit of weight.

"What's your impression of her, Major?" Hammond asked. Sam had been expecting that question. She was kind of surprised it had taken this long to get around to it, actually.

"Honestly, Sir, I don't see a reason why she isn't exactly what she's presented. She's worried and confused and understandably scared, but she's also been extremely forthcoming. I think the fact she came forward with her abilities is telling." The blond tightened her lips and looked down at the girl, still a bit nervous about the situation herself. She could empathize with how Kylee was feeling right now on quite a few levels.

"I'm with Sam," Daniel agreed. "Nothing she said or did hinted at any ulterior motives. We still may want to run her through some tests to make sure she isn't subconsciously programmed..."

Those that didn't shudder suppressed one.

"Can we get your testing equipment?" General Hammond asked Jacob.

"I'll contact the base and ask," the Tok'ra confirmed. "I don't know how long I'll be able to stay, but I do want to see if we can learn more. From what Selmak has sensed, she is basically family."

"Dad…" Carter protested.

"Maybe not directly. I know. It's just worth considering," the older man said with a watery smile as he put a hand on his daughter's shoulder.

"Say, Carter's," Jack's voice broke the moment and everyone turned to see he hadn't moved from his spot, although he did have an expression on his face that looked somewhere between impressed and wary. "Either of you any good at picking locks?"

"A little. Why?" Sam replied, wondering where the heck that question had come from.

O'Neill reached for the intercom and pressed it.

"Hey kid," he said, "how'd you slip the cuff?"

Everyone turned and crowded around the room as Kylee looked up at them (despite the fact that she couldn't see them). Surely enough, both of her hands were free and the handcuffs dangled limply off the side of the bed. Even Dr. Fraiser looked surprised. So she'd managed to do so without the good Doctor even knowing... and they hadn't stopped conversing as far as the Stargate crew knew.

Kylee, for her part, looked abashed as she glanced at Dr. Fraiser, who returned her gaze somewhat disappointingly.

The girl offered a sheepish smile, she replied: "Uuuh… Magnets?"

Jack glanced to Sam, as if it were somehow her fault. In a way, based on the data, it was. He managed to look approving even as he seemed to blame her. She shot him an unimpressed look until he shrugged and turned back to the window. Then he hit the com button again.

"Put the cuff back on and wait until we undo it for you, alright?"

Kylee pouted slightly, before doing as she was told. She put a finger to the mechanism. Sam didn't see much but the handcuffs clicked open and the girl clicked it shut around her wrist again before laying back in the bed.

"Happy?" she asked, sounding like a petulant teenager. It hit Sam as to how young this girl was. She couldn't be older than 21. An adult, sure, but still growing into her own.

Jack smirked slightly and looked to General Hammond. "Situation averted, Sir."

Hammond's expression was just about as dry as Sam's. "I can see that," he replied before turning his own attention to the girl. "Obviously, she cannot be taken lightly. However, I'm going to maintain my initial assessment. I'll have quarters prepared for her, but she'll be under armed guard until further notice."

"Yes, Sir," Sam replied, relieved in spite of herself. Then she looked down at the room on the other side of the mirror again. A hand on her shoulder had her looking over and she smiled at her father, grateful for his presence right then.

After the room was set up, Major Carter went down to let Dr. Frasier release Kylee into her custody. She explained General Hammond's decision and how it was in their best interest to give her the benefit of the doubt, but take precautions. Kylee, for herself, appreciate the candor. They made no attempts to hide the weapons, even the strange snake-like thing that she'd never seen before in Major Carter's holster along with a gun on the other side and while it wasn't comforting, per se, it was refreshing.

Of course, after keeping some pretty hefty secrets for the past year, she supposed it wasn't particularly strange that this was what she appreciated most.

"So, Kylee," Major Carter said with a friendly smile as she reached over to unlock the cuffs. "You hungry? I figured I Might as well introduce you to our cafeteria. And don't let Colonel O' Neill fool you. He'll say it's one of the most objectionable places on the base, but it's actually pretty good."

Kylee couldn't help but perked up a bit as she rubbed at her wrist now that she was officially free of them.

"Yes, please," she said, perhaps a bit too quickly. Major Carter just seemed to find that amusing.

Almost as if on cue, Dr. Fraiser returned to her bedside, handing over a set of army fatigues and slip on shoes. They weren't exactly her preference, but they did look somewhat comfortable at least.

"Sure, thanks." She slid off the bed, reaching out for them when everything started to spin. Her knees felt weak and it took a couple of seconds and a lot of willpower to keep standing.

"Take it easy now. You're probably low on blood sugar," the Doctor admonished.

"Aah, yeah," Kylee heard herself reply meekly, wobbling a bit before finding her landlegs. When she was sure she wouldn't face-plant, she reached for the clothes again and examined them.

"With abilities like yours, I bet it burns a lot of energy," Carter remarked, looking her over.

"Oh, yeah," Kylee responded, wondering how she could ask for a bit of privacy. She was proud of her body, but changing in front of strangers wasn't something she particularly wanted to do if she didn't have to. "Try eating 5000 calories or more a day."

Her response invoked a surprised breath from the Doctor and raised eyebrows from the Major. After a moment, she ducked behind the curtain to change. Deciding to test her speed, she quickly switched from the patient gown to the military clothes she'd seen everyone else except the General in (he wore a uniform at all times, apparently). She knew it wasn't the best idea given how low energy she was, but she pushed on, wanting to get this all done and over with.

It was totally worth it to see Major Carter's eyes widen when she stepped out from behind the curtain, fully clothed, a few seconds later. Said curtain was still settling, and if the Major was half the scientist she seemed to be, she'd probably taken in as much detail as she could.

"Well," the older woman exhaled after a moment. "We'll make sure to get you lots of carbs."

The girl grinned cheekily at her. "Steak and potatoes, right?" Because the whole military thing.

The Major looked a lot less intimidating with a smirk on her face. It wasn't her mom, but Kylee was beginning to like her anyway.

"Something like that," Major Carter replied before gesturing over her shoulder with her head. "C'mon."