The trees rustled as the wind weaved itself through and around them, picking up in strength it surrounded him. Daniel watched as the leaves came alive and danced to the melody of his torment. Looking up at the sky, he saw nothing. It seemed his companions had abandoned him- even they held him responsible.

Falling to the ground distraught, he asked "Don't you think I know that? What do you want from me? I'm trying to make it right…I'm trying!" Daniel screamed, unleashing his furry at the heavens.

"Uncle Daniel?"

Startled Daniel looked around him frantically, in his emotional state he failed to recognize Kara's voice.

"Uncle Daniel?" Kara repeated as she approached him.

Daniel could feel himself drowning as his tormented conscience sucked him in to the ever-growing void of guilt. The present dissipated as he found himself being buried alive in the nothingness and the emptiness.

Reaching for him, Kara pulled him up, "Come on Uncle Daniel, I'm here… you're safe now," the frail Daniel Jackson she saw today was only a hollow shell of the man she had known all her life.

Cameron closed the door to the adjoining room where the now medicated Daniel Jackson lay sleeping.

"I've not seen him like this in a long while," Kara stated running her hands through her blond hair, frustrated she started pacing.

Cameron remained silent; he knew it was her way of working through her feelings.

"I don't get it," she said concentrating on him, "We both forgave him a long time ago and so did mom, why doesn't he forgive himself?"

Rubbing the back of his neck, Cameron sighed heavily. They had had this conversation a thousand times and every time she asked him the question, he gave her the same answer he always did, he didn't know.

"There's no point in driving yourself crazy over the answer Kara, in two more days there'll be nothing to forgive and it'll all be forgotten."

Kara stopped pacing and looked at her twin, he was such a gentle soul and she loved him dearly. He was her best friend, her backbone and the calm to her storm. The connection between them was so much more than just DNA; every step they took had a purpose, every decision made had an objective and each action had intent. Every aspect of their lives was a calculation, a methodical approach towards that one destination- their destiny.

Cameron lay awake; there was too much going on in his head for him to sleep, the events of the night dredging up old memories.

Ever since he could remember, they had always accompanied their mother to the SGC, when they weren't at school they were with her, cataloguing new discoveries, reverse engineering new technologies and creating new inventions. She had been well aware of the possible dangers having them with her posed but she had imposed this condition on General Landry when he had refused to accept her resignation. Earth needed Samantha Carter fighting at the forefront and she needed to protect her children between them they had come up with an arrangement; she would continue to work with them just as she had done before and in return there would be no official record of her relationship with Col. Mitchell and that her children came first and foremost. General Landry had agreed, like, George Hammond, he too had a soft spot for SG1 and therefore was willing to overlook the breaking of regulations.

It was only natural for himself and Kara to have followed her example; as soon as they were old, enough they had enlisted in the Air force and upon completion of their training, it was logical for them to take up posts at Stargate Command. Cameron had found a home in Astrophysics, Quantum Mechanics and Plasma/Particle physics, just like his mom. Throughout his childhood he had watched, her, fascinated with her work, in awe of her scientific accomplishments. Day and night he would pester her into telling him everything and anything she could, insisting on the real science and not what they were teaching at school (the need for secrecy had been drilled into them at a very early age). She couldn't have been more proud of him when he received his PhD's, he remembered her commenting that he was an even quicker study than she was… and that his father would have been very proud of him too.

He had quickly risen through the ranks and had been recently promoted to his present rank of Major, at 28 years of age. He was the second in command to Col. Peters, leader of SG 2, whereas Kara was the Anthropological and Linguistics expert to SG4.

Where he had chosen to follow in his mom's footsteps, Kara had followed in Daniel Jackson's.

Kara was a leading Anthropologist and held a PhD in Linguistics. She could speak over 40 languages and was an expert in Ancient cultures and languages in addition to current ones. The famous Dr Jackson had taught everything she knew. When he had been pouring over science papers and reports, she had been engrossed in his books and research notes. Smiling to himself Cameron recalled his uncle's statement when Kara received her PhD's, "You know, your father would have asked you two one question and one question only, what's wrong with being a pilot?!"

They were ten years old when the Bosanti had paid them a visit.

"Mom, can I stay over at Stacey's house this weekend?"

"Some other time Kara," Sam smiled at her daughters' disappointment before adding, "I was thinking that, maybe, this weekend we could go and visit your Grandma and Granddad Mitchell."

Cameron, who had been quiet for most of the walk to the elevator, tuned into the conversation, "For real this time?" He didn't want to sound too excited because the last few times they had made plans to go, they were forced to cancel them at the last minute.

"Yes, I promise."

"Great! I'm going to ring granddad as soon as we get home, I'm going to tell him to saddle Coco up for when we arrive, this time I know I'm old enough to ride him on my own."

Kara pulled a face at her brother but Cameron didn't care, she was only jealous she couldn't ride a horse without mom sitting with her.

They continued to exchange playful gibes at each other, waiting for the elevator. They were just about to step into it, when an eerie voice echoed throughout the base, repeating the same message over and over again…

"We demand you return the Keelya to us. You trespassed onto Bosanti territory; your transgression will not go unpunished. Be warned this act of aggression will not be tolerated!"

Even before the message had been fully heard, Sam's protective instincts kicked in.

"Cameron, Kara I want you to stay close to me. What ever happens just stay close to me, ok?"

Running behind her as quickly as they could, they followed her into the command centre. Cameron watched as Walter's hands flew over every piece of equipment in front of him, trying to stop the voice.

"What's happening?" Kara asked, moving a little closer to him.

Holding her hand Cameron whispered back, "I don't know."

"Look Cam, the Stargate's glowing."

Cameron glanced in the direction Kara's finger was pointing and she was right, two chevrons had already locked into place.

"Walter shut it down!"

"I'm trying Sir, the computer isn't responding!"

"Carter!"

"Why is the General shouting at mom? I thought he was a nice man but I'm not sure I like him now."

"Kara be quiet!" Cameron hissed at Kara a little too loudly and as a result attracted the attention of General Landry.

"Airman, get these two out of here!"

As the man in the uniform approached them, Cameron looked at his mother for reassurance but she was too busy talking to Walter that she didn't notice them. Scared, he held onto Kara's hand and followed the man.

"Kara we're not supposed to be in here, the man said we had to wait for mom in that room."

"Don't be such a wuss Cam," Kara dared him to follow her, "Don't you want to know what's happening? I've never seen an alien before!"

"What about Teal'c?"

"Teal'c doesn't count. Come on!"

Cameron followed his sister into the briefing room, crouching down they watched on.

The blue water shot out at them and they both fell back gasping, they looked at each other and started giggling nervously, curiosity overcoming the fear as they peered into the gate room.

Cameron saw the defence teams rush in, holding the biggest guns he had ever seen and pointed them at the gate.

"I'll bet you your dessert that it's a green alien and he has three heads and five arms." Kara whispered, spitting on her hand to seal the bet.

"Okay, but I bet it's going to be yellow with one head and four arms."

"Done."

They watched waiting to see who was right.

Sorry it's taken me so long to update, between working and college I've hardly had the time to sleep let alone write! Hopefully the next update won't take as long. Please R&R, they're appreciated as always. Thanx!!!!!