Eeek, sorry this took so long. I was working on my other story and totally forgot about this one I admit...so anyway here's chapter two and I hope you enjoy it. Please tell me what ya think when you're done reading. It helps so much to know. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

P.S.--Did anybody notice that I finally gave Travis a last name: P Seriously, the poor guy needed one after being in two whole stories and now this one, lol. So I just used my best friend's last name. She didn't mind. What do ya'll think?

Chapter 2

Janet squeaked as Travis lifted her of the ground for a second while he was hugging her, then set her back down and let go. She untangled her arms from the jacket of his air force uniform, which no longer looked very uniform. Her parents showed themselves, coming around the corner from the stairway. Janet threw an amused, accusing look back at them--both were smiling.

"You knew about this, didn't you?"

Daniel shrugged. "Guilty as charged."

She looked back at Travis. "What are you doing here?" she asked curiously.

"Can't a guy visit his home town to see a friend gradate?" he asked with a teasing look. She eyed him, and he sobered up. "Okay, to be honest, I'm being transferred back to Colorado."

Janet felt her face light up. "Really?" To be honest with herself, she wasn't really sure why that thought made her so happy…

He just shrugged and looked at her strangely for a moment, then looked up at Daniel and Vala, then at Charlie and Adrian, who were now pounding down the stairs to find out just what the heck was going on. Then he shook his head in bewilderment.

"I knew there was something different about you people."

Both Daniel and Vala just smirked.

The Travis looked back at her and smiled. "I know."

"You know?" she echoed.

Daniel nodded and jerked his head toward the boys in warning. "Yes, Janet, he knows."

That was when she got it, and her eyes shot open wide. "You know?" But of course, that was all she could say in that statement.

Neither of the boys knew about the stargate yet. Or about the fact that their mother was an alien. There was more than one reason, such as that Charlie, who was now the age Janet had been when they had told her, wasn't quite as mature a child as she had been, and then of course there were two boys. If they told Charlie, he would want his brother to know, as well. Despite the fact that Charlie was the athletic, outgoing one, and Adrian the smaller, quiet, and shy one, they were inseparable and fiercely protective of and loyal to each other even at their age.

Travis nodded, but thankfully seemed to have caught on to Daniel's warning. "Yeah….a spot opened up there…and I got it," he answered vaguely.

Janet didn't quite know what to do with that information. "Oh…wow."

But then the boys launched themselves at Travis, who still remembered him even though he hadn't been around very much since his transfer out of state three years ago.

"Travis, you're back!" Charlie whooped enthusiastically. "Mom and dad didn't tell us; was it supposed to be a surprise?"

"Yep," Travis grinned, and bent down to hug both of them.

Adrian, who didn't remember him as well, smiled back shyly and hugged him in return, but only for a second. Travis chuckled and stood up, ruffling the little boy's floppy brown hair--from what Janet had seen of pictures of her father when he was younger, Adrian was pretty much a clone of him. In his office, she had seen a picture of Daniel with his parents, when he was about Adrian's age, a year or so before they had been killed, and the resemblance was uncanny.

"It's okay, little buddy. Hopefully now that I'll be around more we can get to know each other better.

Because hopefully he'll be around for a while. Janet sighed and followed her family and their first visitor into the living room.


It wasn't until half an hour or later, once Charlie and Adrian had gotten bored and gone back upstairs and her parents had gotten up to get ready for the rest of the gang that would arrive later, that Janet was able to talk to Travis about, well--what he now knew.

The boys had been taking up the other two seats on the couch where Travis was, so now she moved over from her chair and sat at the other end of the couch.

"So you really know everything?" she asked curiously.

"Well, the basics….about the Stargate program and its history, that we can actually go to other planets--a whole lot of them--and there really are aliens out there, and that not only was your mom once host or something to one, but she is an alien…" He shook his head. "For some weird reason, that part didn't surprise me."

Janet laughed aloud. "That's mom for ya. I was sure she was an alien or something, just for fun like all kids do, but then I found out she really was and, well, anyway…"

"But that means you're half alien--that was a little harder to swallow," Travis admitted.

"It's not a big deal. Mom's 100 percent human, except for the naquadah in her blood and all, but that's the only difference besides that she's just from another planet."

"Just from another planet? You sound like that's no big deal."

"Well it isn't, for me. I've known this since I was seven. Half of the people I'm close to are from another planet--mom, Cassie, Skaara, Teal'c, and me, Charlie, and Adrian are yeah, I guess, half alien if you wanna put it that way. And even though she was born here I guess Shara would be an alien too, since 'both' of her parents aren't from here. Her father even lived on another plane of exsistence for a while, before he decided to come back. But don't ask me to explain that; it's conmplicated…"

"Shara is Cassie and Skaara's daughter, right?"

"Right," Janet nodded. "She's the same age as Adrian. Although the story you heard was that they named her that because Cassie had had a best friend name Shara back in high school, and that's truth but it's not the whole thruth. It was also the closest in an earth name they could get to Sha're."

Now he was a little confused. "Isn't that your middle name?"

She smiled and pulled her legs under her. "Yeah. That was the name of my dad's first wife. She was from another planet, too. She died though. She was a host to a Goa'uld too--that's what those whacked alien parasites are called. The only difference was, she wasn't rescued in time."

"Oh…gosh, I didn't know anything about that…."

"Of course you didn't; it was classified information to you before," Janet answered. "But it's okay, you don't have to be really sad about it or anything. It was a long time ago and dad doesn't mind talking about her. He's told me stories before and stuff. She sounds really cool. I kinda wish I could've met her, but then again that would probably mean either I didn't exist or I was her kid instead and I didn't know mom or something…which wouldn't exactly be that great."

Travis just shook his head. "No, I guess not." Then he looked at her sheepishly. "Sorry. I found out about three days ago before they flew me out here, but it's still a lot to take in."

"It's all right, I understand. If there's anything else you want to know, just ask."

"Thanks," he replied appreciatively. "Right now I think I'll rest my brain though."

"Good idea," she snickered. Then she sat forward more. "Oh, I'm really glad you're here though, and that you know. This means you get to stay for the security clearance party tonight."

Travis's face twisted into a confused/amused smirk. "The what?" he asked, his voice almost a laugh.

She rolled her eyes. "That's how we keep them straight. Most people have one graduation party, for everybody; friends, family, acquaintances, people they passed once in the mall, you know…but nooo, I have to have two, because my parents were convinced that would be 'safer'," she said, making quotation marks in the air.

"Safer?"

"Yeah…usually when we have a get-together with all the family and friends who do know about the stargate, the conversation goes that way, or we make comments about off-world stuff, or the SG-1's next mission, yadda, yadda….and it would be no fun to have a party where we couldn't talk about what we wanted. So the usual gang, everybody who's part of the stargate program or has been, it coming over tonight. Then next week, after graduation I'm having a party for my school friends and the neighbors and everybody else who doesn't know. You can come to both though, if you want to."

Travis just stared at her for a moment, then shook his head again. "I knew it. There's always been something strange about your family."

Janet smirked and whacked his arm. "And just what is that supposed to mean?"

"Ow! I'm kidding, I swear!" he yelped, out of surprise, not pain because she hadn't hurt him. "I said 'different' before and that's all I meant," he laughed.

She nodded, still smirking playfully. "Good."


Two hours later, the Jackson home was full. Daniel was pretty sure that Janet had thought that all of them would be wondering why Travis was there, but in fact, all of the adults had already known he was coming. That seemed to annoy her a bit at first, but now that she was enjoying herself it didn't bother her so much.

Jack and Sam were the last to arrive, and somehow that cued the boys to come down from their rooms, finally. Charlie went straight for Jack, who scooped him up and dropped onto the couch with him, grinning.

"Hey, Daniel," he waved in greeting.

"Nice of you to show up," Daniel smirked from where he stood, plastic cup in hand. The retired general only shrugged, and turned his attention back to Charlie, who was trying to tell him about whatever it was he and Adrian had been playing upstairs all day.

It wasn't unusual for Jack and Sam to be a little later than the other, these days. He liked to pretend he was still middle aged, but the fact was that the retired general was almost 75.

Adrian went to Teal'c and climbed up on the jaffa's lap to sit.

"Hi, Uncle Teal'c," he smiled. Adrian didn't speak much, but for some reason he tended to open up to Teal'c a bit more.

"Hello, Adrian. It is good to see you. Are you well?" Teal'c asked, offering a smile in return. The boy nodded.

Travis man had been hanging back at the edges of the small crowd. Most of them he didn't know very well, though he had met all of them at one point or another.

Everyone was there: Jack and Sam; Teal'c; Cameron and Carolyn, and their kids—the twins, Zach and Tiffany, and the youngest, Lily, who was Adrian's age; and Cassie and Skaara. They had only had one child, Shara, until just a few weeks ago. The unusually lively newborn was appropriately named Jack. O'Neill had been thrilled.

Tiffany and Zach were fourteen, and they and Janet had been hanging at the edges with Travis, until Jack spoke up, which was after the smaller children had gone upstairs to play after they were done with their food.

"So, you're one of us now, huh?"

Travis looked up and blinked rapidly for a moment before realizing that O'Neill was talking to him. "Oh, uh…sort of. I guess so, sir…"

"Sir? Don't call me sir. I retired over fifteen years ago. It's Jack, please."

Daniel smiled good-naturedly. "Not gonna happen, Jack. I can't even get him to call me Daniel." But now the poor young man was turning red, and he quickly amended what he'd said. "That's not a bad thing, Travis. It's all right. It was just a comment."

He sighed. "Right. I know."

"Don't worry about it, Travis. You'll get used to it," Cassie smiled, from where she sat holding her new baby. "And you'll have a few weeks to do that before you actually have to go through the 'gate."

"Yeah, they told me I'd have to get extra training first."

"Right. And after that, you'll be part of SG-13. That's my team."

"Really?" Janet grinned.

Cassie nodded. "That's the spot that opened up."

Tiffany leaned over the back of the opposite couch. "Wow. That I didn't know."

"Talk about keeping it all in the family," Zack smirked. Janet hit his arm, and he yelped. "What? I didn't mean anything by it."

"You better not have."

"Kids," Cameron said in warning.

"We're not kids…" Tiffany protested.

"You're teenagers. That's even worse," Carolyn supplied cheerfully.

"Moom!"

Daniel could see the relief that flickered across Janet's face when the humorous exchange between Zach, Tiffany, and their parents deflected attention away from her. Not sure what to make of that, he turned his attention back to the party.