Laura sat up groggily and looked around her. Frowning slightly she noticed that she was not on Atlantis. She noticed that she was in her parents' old house in Crete. What the hell am I doing here? She thought to herself. Just then she heard the sound of metal clinking on metal. She stood up and walked to the kitchen when a barrel of fluff with four legs came running down the stairs. She turned and smiled, "Hello Fluffs." She stroked the dog behind his ears and he gave a contented growl.

"Hello Princess." Laura stood up and froze. Turning her head slightly she saw her mother standing in the kitchen/dining room. The woman was in her late 70's with grey hair. Laura looked just like this woman bar the grey hair and wrinkles. Laura smiled and said, "Hey Mam. You ok? Where's Dad?" she asked her. Her mother shrugged and said, "He's taken the dog for a walk." Laura looked at her confused, "But the dogs…" she turned to stroke the dog again and realised that he had disappeared, "here. Oh. Never mind. So what am I doing here?" she asked. This time it was her mother who looked at her in confusion.

"You came here for a holiday. Remember?"

"No. I don't remember. This isn't real." Laura said.

"Of course this is real. You came in on the plane. Your ears were killing you again. So you've been kinda out of it since you got here. Hence your balance issues."

"Mam. My balance is fine! Jesus Christ! This isn't real." Laura said shaking her head trying to clear it. Giving a sigh her mother said, "Ok. I'll humour you. Why isn't this real?" Laura gave the woman a withering look.

"Well for one thing I'm in another freaking galaxy. Called Pegasus. I live on Atlantis."

"Pegasus? As in the winged horse out of Hercules? I know you always loved your mythology but this is ridiculous. And Atlantis? It's not real. It's just a myth. You know that. Now come and have your breakfast." When Laura didn't move her mother started to get annoyed, "Ok. So what's the other reason why this isn't real?"

"Well…you, Dad and the Fluffs are…dead."

"Don't be ridiculous! Of course I'm not dead. Now come and have your breakfast."

"I don't eat breakfast and if you were really my mother you would know that. So who the hell are you?" Laura demanded as she walked to the dresser where her 'mother' kept the photos of the family.

"Don't be stupid of course I'm your mother. Now stop being silly and eat." Laura looked at her and rolled her eyes. Laura turned her attention back to the dresser and picked up the first photo. Looking at it she nearly dropped it in surprise. In it was a picture of her and Evan. But Evan was in dress uniform and Laura was in simple white dress. In the background was the Atlantis Stargate. They were both smiling at each other. Pulling her gaze away from the photograph Laura held it out to her 'mother' and said, "Well if this is real how do you explain this?"

"You gave this to me. Actually you posted it because neither me and dad could make it. He is a good man. Must have the patience of a saint to put up with you though." She smiled at Laura and Laura just scowled.

"Mother. You never met Evan and we're not married. Another thing you wouldn't have been allowed this picture because of the gate, as you wouldn't have had security clearance whether you were alive when I went to Atlantis in the first place! Now stop bullshitting and tell me what the hell is going on!" Laura demanded.

"Don't take that tone with me!" Laura gave her another look. "Alright fine. This isn't real but I am your mother. I'm here to give you some advice so to speak. You have to protect her." Now Laura was totally confused.

"Protect who?"

"Amelia. You have to love and protect her as if she was your own." Her mother joined Laura by the dresser and handed her a horizontal picture frame. Holding it out for Laura to take. Laura took it and looked at it. In this picture Laura and Evan were smiling at camera with Amelia in between them. She looked at her mother. "How…? I don't understand."

"You have a wonderful family around you. You protect each other. But you have to protect Amelia."

"From who?"

"You already know the answer to that."

"The Wraith? Of course the whole damn galaxy needs protecting from them. But who does Amelia need protecting from?"

"You are asking the wrong question." Laura sighed in exasperation.

"Do you know someone named Oma? Or rather have you been talking to someone called Oma? What do you mean I've been asking the wrong question?" she asked. Her mother turned and walked away. The metal on metal clinking sound came back again. She felt a wet nose nudge her hand wanting a stroke. She looked down and said, "Hello again Fluffs. What question do I need to ask?" The dog didn't reply but was growling softly in contentment from all of the attention that she was bestowing on him. Getting fed up Laura stood up again and continued to look at the pictures on the dresser. There was a big one in the centre of the others. In this picture there was, John, Teyla, a young boy she could only assume was John and Teyla's son, another boy that Laura didn't recognise, McKay, Amelia, her, Evan, two twin boys she didn't recognise, Ronan, Radek, Elizabeth, Carson, Laura Cadman, Chuck, Gary and Mark. They were all laughing and smiling at the camera. They actually looked happy. Again the gate was in the background. What a bizarre group of people. What a family, a very strange family she thought to herself but she couldn't stop herself from smiling. She lifted the picture off the dresser and walked up to the bench with the ironing board in front of it and leaned against it. She lifted the photo so that her mother could see it.

"How do I get this?" she asked. Her mother smiled and said, "Now that is the right question. You have to protect Amelia to get this picture. You all have to. You look after her and she will look after you."

"Who is this?" she asked pointing to the first boy she didn't know. Laughing again her mother replied, "That is Ryan Tagan Sheppard. He is obviously John and Teyla's son." Laura smiled and looked harder at the boy. There was definitely a family resemblance. "Who is that?" she asked this time pointing to the boy standing next to Ryan.

"That is Brendan. He is John's nephew."

"Hm. Is that it? No more information?"

"No. I'm sure your curious as to who the twin boys belong to?"

"Yes actually I am but I don't want to know." Laura replied. She already had a sneaking suspicion who they were. "So how do I get back to Atlantis?"

"When your done healing." Laura groaned and rolled her eyes.

"Great. So I have to stay in bizarre world for a little while I'm guessing."

"Yeah. Me and you can catch up." Her mother said smiling. "Now eat." Groaning again Laura sat down at the table and ate her cereal.