Alright, I know Luna is a bit more serious in this chapter, but it's important. And I'm still open to suggestions on the Bart/Lisa debate.

Chapter 6

The cabin and the 943 square acres it sat on had been in the family for a little over a century, built by Liam O'Neill for his wife. It wasn't particularly big or luxurious, but it served its purpose. Jack had inherited the cabin and it's land from his grandfather, a decade earlier.

The first floor contained a kitchen/living room with a table big enough to seat ten-more if children were willing to sit six to a bench meant for three-a master bedroom, and a bathroom. The loft was separated down the middle, one side for the girls, the other for the boys. On each side were a bunk bed, a twin sized bed, along with a wardrobe and four trunks, generally used as chairs.

When Ginny learned that originally the cabin had housed Jack's great-grandfather, his wife, and his thirteen children, she realized that perhaps the Weasleys didn't have it so bad. After all, except for the twins, everybody had their own room. And their kitchen and living room were much larger.

Three days after their arrival, Ginny, Luna, and Cassie set off on a day long hike. Having taken the girls out hiking twice before and knowing that Luna had wandered the entire length and width of the property in her previous visits, Jack merely reminded them not to cross the fence. Sam made them a lunch and told them to be back by supper or she and Jack would start searching.

Several minutes after breakfast they left. Cassie carried the basket of food, Ginny held a blanket and several containers of lemonade and water, and Luna carried several pieces of unfinished knitting, a small bag, a stone bowl and a ring made of the same stone, tied to a piece of string. Luna meandered through the forest, Ginny and Cassie following.

An hour after they'd set out, Luna came to a halt. "We should stay here for today."

Taking in their surroundings, Ginny could see why Luna wanted to stay. They were in a small clearing surrounded on three sides by forest. On the fourth side was a small river with a fence on the other side of it. From what she understood, the wood fence went around the entire property.

Ginny set out the large blanket in a nice shady spot, then put down the drinks. Cassie placed the food next to the drinks and sat down, leaning against a large oak tree. While they were doing this, Luna went to the river and filled the bowl with water.

As Luna walked back, Ginny took the time to look at the bowl. It was made of an extremely shiny dark stone with streaks of color through it Luna had called Obsidian. Luna set the bowl in front of her and started to unpack the small bag. She took out three cloth covered objects. She partially unwrapped each, putting them next to the bowl.

Each was part of a different way to tell somebody's future. Several bones with runes burned into them for runecasting. A set of tarot cards for cartomancy. The bowl and ring were obviously for hydromancy, and the crystal ball for gastromancy, both forms of scrying.

"Who shall I do first?" asked Luna.

"Cassie-you did my fortune two years ago," said Ginny.

Cassie shook her head. By this point Cassie had already picked up her knitting. "Luna can do my fortune anytime. We live together. And Father or Mother might come out here and interrupt. She should do your's first."

Ginny bit her lip. "Alright."

"Which method would you prefer?"

Ginny shrugged. "Hydromancy, I guess."

Luna nodded, then picked up the stone ring by the string tied to it. She held the ring over the bowl, allowing it to touch the top of the bowl. While Luna stared at the water, Ginny picked up her own knitting (her mother had insisted that she make something).

Several long minutes passed, leaving Ginny to wonder what Luna saw. She generally didn't scry for this long. Ginny glanced up at Luna, noting the way the blood had begun to drain from her face. Ginny put her knitting down. Luna was unflappable. What could she be seeing that would affect her like this?

Ginny remembered the fortune Luna had told two years earlier. It had been of an eventual bright and happy future where she had married the man of her dreams. It had been heavily implied by Luna that her husband would be a hero (the only man Ginny had been able to think of was Harry Potter-something which had caused Luna to smile knowingly). Luna had even mentioned that she would have three children-two boys and a girl.

Luna looked up. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" asked Ginny, feeling slightly frightened.

"Your future has changed," Luna said. "You can still have him-the man of your dreams."

What was Luna talking about? "What's changed? What's wrong?"

"There are several paths ahead of you, and soon you must pick one," said Luna.

"What are-what are my choices?" Ginny asked in a small voice, knowing that Luna had seen something truly horrible.

"You may still be able to get the man of your dreams, but your time together would be short, filled with hardship. He will die before he comes of age, should you choose him."

Ginny blinked, fighting back tears. This wasn't good at all. She wanted to marry Harry Potter and have his babies and live a peaceful life. She knew, in that moment that she would never be Ginny Potter, the mother of his children. She would never be the wife of the boy-who-lived.

She trusted Luna far too much to believe that she told anything but the truth. Luna had been her closest-and at times, only friend for the past decade. And Luna, no matter how strange she was, would never purposefully hurt somebody like this. If she said she saw his death, then she saw his death.

"What else?"

"War is coming. He will soon rise again, no matter the path you choose," said Luna, her face amazingly serious. "Your choice will lead to tragedy or joy for the side of light."

Ginny sniffled, accepting the tissue Cassie handed her. After blowing her nose, Ginny asked, "What do I need to do to be happy and have everybody else be happy too?"

It took Mark carter several minutes to realize what was wrong with the Carter Family Tapestry. At first he hadn't noticed anything out of place, but closer examination revealed the problem.

The name of his sister was in silver thread and her husband in white, denoting each as a squib and muggle respectively. A line lead from their names, showing Luna and Cassandra as witches, Jack O'Neill's daughters, Sam's stepchildren, and daughters of the House of Carter.

Cassie's line should have been made of blue dots instead of thick gold thread like Luna's. Not to mention that he hadn't acknowledged them as anything more that Sam's stepdaughters. They wouldn't formally be daughters of the House of Carter until he did the proper ritual (he'd been planning on doing it later that month).

What had happened? Cassandra had gone from being Sam and Jack's adopted daughter to being Jack's actual daughter. The only thing he could think of was that…

No, the girls wouldn't have done a blood oath. The blood brothers oath was incredibly dangerous. Few fully trained wizards were willing to go through with the oath because of how easy it was to make a mistake. Two girls who hadn't even started their education couldn't have successfully cared out the oath. Although Luna was frighteningly like Sam at that age… But where would they have gotten a witness?

It was all Mark could do to keep from cursing. Sam, Jack, Luna, Cassie, and their friend Ginny Weasely were off on vacation. The Weasely girl could have easily been their witness.

If Sam or Jack noticed that Ginny was a bit more subdued, the rest of her time among them, neither said anything. By the time that Ginny returned to the Burrow (through Jacob's floo), she was mostly herself again.

She saw her brothers off at the Hogwarts Express, her heart barely fluttering when she realized that she'd unknowingly spoken to Harry Potter. The entire time, she reminded herself that he wasn't for her, and that she would (according to Luna), eventually meet a man that she would love even more than she would have loved Harry.

But most of all, she reminded herself that first she would have become strong enough to survive.

"Luna? Is there something wrong?"

Giving Cassie a smile, she shook her head. This wasn't something easily explained. Nor was it something Cassie should hear.

Not yet, at any rate.

"Everything's fine, Cassie. Everything's fine."

Cassie gave her a look that told Luna quite clearly that her sister didn't quite believe the words, but wasn't about to argue. She then turned back to her medical text (bought by Luna as an early present for Cassie's eleventh birthday), leaving Luna to her thoughts.

Eos Lovegood may have been meant to die that day, a year and a half earlier, but Helios Lovegood had not. His death had put in motion quite a few changes, in more than just Luna's life.

For a moment Luna wondered if his death had been worth it. She'd seen visions of the future both with and without his existence. Some futures were good, some were not. And she had looked at those futures as judge, jury, and executioner, picking and choosing until the future she faced was the one she thought was the best for all involved.

Jack O'Neill had been chosen to father Luna mainly because Eos had felt, after seeing numerous possible futures, the daughter they created together was the best possible offspring she could have. And Luna had certainly inherited quite a bit from her father, even if it wasn't immediately apparent.

The Muggle DNA certainly did wonders to combat the inbreeding many pureblood families practiced. Jack was a capable warrior and good leader, something Luna had inherited. And unlike Eos, Jack was strong enough to do whatever was necessary to protect his family and those under his command.

The rather rare gene she inherited from her father was, in Luna's opinion, second only to her possession of Jack's willingness to do whatever was necessary, no matter the consequences. She'd done what had to be done, to reach a certain set of futures. And even if she'd shown a bit of weakness afterwards, she'd eventually gathered her strength. She'd moved on.

There was still much to do before He became an active threat once more. And she had to move all the pieces into place before then if she wanted her family and friends to survive relatively intact.

If a person or two had to die or suffer for her friends and family to be safe, so be it. She'd killed for them before. She had no problem doing so again.

Sam stood at the edge of her father's bed, asking herself once more why he hadn't told her. Why he hadn't mentioned his cancer. She knew quite well that he was dying. He'd probably be dead by the end of the year.

She put her hand over the barely showing bump. Luna was on the other side of the bed, whispering something to Jacob. He gave her a confused look, then whispered something back.

Luna gave him a smile and switched places with Cassie.

"You don't have to do this, Dad."

Jacob looked past his daughter to Saroosh and Selmak, his memories of what Luna had said coming back to him. "Yes, I do."

Before entering the Stargate, Jacob turned to his daughter. "Sammie, I need you to tell Mark something for me."

"Yes?"

"He gets to explain Salem and Hogwarts, I'll probably be out of town this summer."

Sam blinked, a bit confused. "Alright."

"Hello, Mr. Murray."

Teal'c glanced down at the girl. "Greetings, Luna O'Neill."

It was team night at the O'Neill house, hosted by Jack. The members of SG-1 and SG-2 were already spread out in the living room drinking and watching a hockey game. Sam, Sha'uri, Janet, Luna, and Cassie were supposed to go out on a "girl's night," some sort of female gathering, but Janet had not yet arrived.

"Do your people have arranged marriages, or do they marry for love?" asked Luna. "Mummy's first marriage was arranged, but he was killed before the wedding. Mummy was there when her brother killed him. When she actually married-after she had me-she married for love."

The two stood in the kitchen, just out of hearing range from the living room. Teal'c was quite sure that there was much more to Luna than there appeared to be, and knew that there was some sort of point to the conversation.

"My wife was given to me by my… former ruler," Teal'c said after a long moment. "I thought your people did not arrange marriages."

"Well that depends on where you live and your culture," said Luna. "Father's people believe in marrying for love, but Mummy's people generally arrange marriages. A lot of the… lower classes marry for love, but the upper classes have their marriages arranged. Mummy was a member of the highest class of society before she was disowned."

Before Teal'c had a chance to say anything else, she said, "I already know who I will marry, even if Father and Mother do not. If I must live among Mummy's people, and in the end I must, then I will use their ways to my advantage."

"Then your marriage is arranged. I do not believe Colonel O'Neill will allow you to enter in to such an arrangement."

"What Father doesn't know won't hurt me," Luna said with a smile. "I must live among them. I have no choice in the matter."

Teal'c raised an eyebrow.

"I will do anything to protect my family and friends, Mr. Murray." Luna's eyes were suddenly old. He'd seen the look in the eyes of old soldiers before, but never in a girl. "To protect them, I must rejoin my mother's people." She looked him in the eye. "And the marriage is not yet arranged. He does not yet know I exist, but eventually he will come to me, and we will marry."

"Indeed."

Luna was nothing short of a mystery. One he had no desire to unravel. Teal'c had a feeling he wouldn't like what he would find.

By the time her birthday came around, Luna was thoroughly confused and quite annoyed at her younger sibling. Every time she did his/her fortune, she received a different answer as to the baby's gender. She had even checked to see if it was twins, but was unable to get a definitive answer. And Jack and Sam had decided that they wanted to be surprised, which meant she couldn't ask them.

Cassie found this endlessly amusing. At least until Luna pointed out that the gender of the baby could affect her efforts to tell the future.

Two weeks into February, the small family woke up to the declaration that it was time to go to the hospital. Luna couldn't help but be grateful that her prediction that the baby would be born on Valentine's Day was correct.