"How is it possible that they don't know who she is if they seem to follow our every move?"

"I don't know Daniel. But now I'm looking to see if Haley's name comes up on any local files. School transcripts, inoculation records, just evidence that she at least is a citizen of Colorado Springs."

"Her transfer to public school would leave local government file, right?"

"Yes. Let's see…" Sam scanned through pages of school files online. "O'Neill… O'Neill… Andrew… AHA, Haley." Sam's mouth dropped open. "This can't be right… Haley is listed as a student right now, but there is no history whatsoever before this year. Her transcript only contains information from this past marking period of school."

"There's nothing else?"

xxxxx

Janet finished Jack's brain scan, and studied the results. He sat in a chair nearby with a stone cold look on his face. His eyes were glazed over and his mouth was firmly shut. Teal'c walked in, with a stoic appearance on his face too. "O'Neill, Haley is asking for you. She seems quite agitated."

"Get Carter or Daniel to talk to her. Frasier has a few more tests to run on me." Teal'c raised his eyebrow, but didn't put up a fight when Jack scowled at him.

"If that is what you want."

"Yes, that's what I want."

"Very well." Janet felt like yelling at Jack for ignoring his daughter in her time of need, but knew that when he acted like this there was no getting through to him.

xxxxx

"Why's my dad ignoring me?" Haley cried to Daniel and Sam, who sat on the edge of her bed.

"Oh Hales, he's not ignoring you. He just has a lot of work to take care of right now," Daniel lied.

"He's very behind in his paperwork and General Hammond has been bothering him for weeks to finish it," Sam added.

"I don't believe that, I think you're both lying to me. Doesn't he know that I need him?" she sniffled, and threw herself across Daniel's and Sam's laps. "I feel so alone!"

"No Haley!" Daniel tried to calm her sobs. "Your dad loves you, and we're all here for you."

"I'm so scared Daniel." Sam stroked Haley's hair and gave Daniel a worrisome look.

"Of what?" he asked.

"I need to get off of this planet…" Haley murmured.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked this time, but there was no response.

Haley cried for about ten more minutes, and eventually fell asleep. "I think we need to tell the Colonel about what's going on."

"I agree, but he's already on edge, how's he going to take this?"

"Oh I'm pretty confident not well at all…"

xxxxx

"What? So she just popped into this world three months ago?" Jack demanded.

"Sir, we're not sure of anything yet. But she keeps saying she wants to leave the planet. It could just be the fever making her delirious. She really wants to see you, though."

"Carter, is this girl even my daughter? Dr. Frasier thinks there might be some kind of memory blocker in my brain, which is why I can't remember any details about her life. It's like I have these brief memories, Haley taking a first step, riding a bike, normal growing up experiences, but in them I'm the only one there! How is it possible that I have no memories of her interacting with Charlie or Sara? Nothing adds up!" He furiously pounded his fist into the table.

"Jack," Daniel placed his hand on his shoulder to calm him. "You still need to be there for her. Until we can prove otherwise you're still her father and she needs to know that you're there for her."

"I just want to know the truth," Jack stood up and stormed out of the room. He walked into the room where Haley was resting. She was no longer asleep, and Dr. Frasier was taking her temperature.

"Daddy!" Haley's face lit up when she saw her father. "I thought you were never coming back!" Janet stepped out of the room to give the pair privacy.

"We need to talk Hale." Jack sat on the bed next to hers, and rested his palms on his knees.

"What's the matter? There's something wrong with me, isn't there? I know I still have a fever and-"

"Who are you?" Jack flatly asked.

Haley looked confused, and unsure of how to answer. "Your daughter?"

"Who's your mother?"

"I… I don't know. I don't remember her. Why are you asking me these stupid questions?"

"Give me a memory of yours from childhood."

"What?"

"A MEMORY!" Jack demanded, startling the girl.

"Um… do you remember when you taught me how to ride a bike?" Haley smiled slightly, but Jack didn't return the sentiment.

"Do you have any memories that involve anybody besides us?"

"Of course," Haley replied.

"Well tell me one," Jack felt a slight glimmer of hope.

"Do you remember that time we went ice skating with Sam and Daniel? I was a lot younger, maybe ten? Teal'c wouldn't join us, he just watched from the side," Haley giggled.

"It's not real. I don't think that ever happened. I have the exact same memory, but something is off. Can't you remember something not involving myself or anybody from the SGC?" Haley shook her head. "And this doesn't strike you as odd?"

"I just figured I had a bad memory!" Haley whimpered.

"Tell me the truth DAMMIT! What the hell are you?" Jack yelled.

"I don't know what you're talking about! What's going on?" Haley started crying.

"You're not all human. In fact there is no record of you even existing up until three months ago. I think you know this. Why else would you be asking to leave the damn planet?" Haley stood up out of bed, her eyes wide open and scared.

"Are you saying I'm an… an… alien? It's not true! They're wrong! Whoever told you that is wrong!" Haley reached out for her father's hand, but he pulled back. "Daddy, it's not true, it's a lie. They're wrong!"

"It all seems to add up a little too well Hale," Jack looked down at the floor, unsure of what to say next. How could she not be in on this? Who would just plop her down on Earth without any explanation?

"You can't even look at me!" Haley shrieked. "I don't know who… or WHAT I am, and my own father is not even there to help." Jack met her eyes with a helpless stare. "If I'm not real then how am I here? I KNOW I'm Haley O'Neill!" She fell to the ground in a fit of sobs.

Jack was in a state of utter confusion. She made a valid point. Where did Haley come from if she never truly existed on Earth? She looked so much like him, felt so much like his daughter, and was still a major part of his heart. But it hurt too much to look at her. He couldn't bear the thought of her not being his and losing another child. In his own opinion, Jack's best option was to emotionally cut himself off from the world completely. Only problem was that Jack couldn't just sit there and watch Haley… freak out would seem to be the appropriate term. He kneeled down and rubbed her back.

"Get away from me!" she screamed, pushing his hand away. "Just leave me alone. I guess I have no father!" with that the sobs became heavier. "My life is a lie… I have never felt more alone." Carter and Dr. Frasier walked into the infirmary, hearing the screaming in the hallway. Sam tried to pick Haley up off the ground in an attempt to comfort her. "Don't come another step closer. I bet you're the reason he found out! He wouldn't investigate me on his own!"

"Haley, that's not fair, we're all just trying to help you," Sam told her.

"You're working yourself up, it's not healthy for you right now," Janet tried to use medical reasoning to get Haley back into bed. Jack still sat, lifeless, not getting involved.

"I can't stay here, I need to get out!" Haley screamed, running out of the infirmary. She ran down the halls, but was stopped by two SFs. Janet, Sam, and Jack all chased after her, and stopped when they saw the airmen holding her down, kicking and screaming. "Let me go!" They pulled her off the ground, and the bigger of the two men carried her back towards the infirmary. "Daddy! Please help me!"

Jack felt nauseous, and just wanted to run away from the whole situation and lock himself up in his quarters. He knew he had to do the right thing though. "Put her down, I'll take her from here," he instructed. He picked up Haley, who was now hyperventilating, and brought her back to the infirmary. Janet gave her a tranquilizer, and within two to three minutes she was passed out. Both Sam and Janet sympathetically looked over to Jack, who sat with his face buried in his hands.

"Sir, are you alright?" Sam asked, walking over to him.

"How the hell do you think I am Carter?" Jack snapped. "What kind of bastard would do this to her, to me, to all of us?"

"I'm sorry Colonel; I don't know what to say." She desperately wanted to find some kind of solution, and felt both helpless and useless in not being able to do so. Jack hung his head again, not wanting Frasier or Carter to see his face. Dr. Frasier looked him up and down and pursed her lips.

"Colonel, you need that bandage changed on your leg. Come on, follow me," she motioned, and Jack followed. Sam went to find her father, and maybe grab some lunch.