Later that night Jack and Sam had made their way from the mess hall to the infirmary. Stopping when they saw Beck by Kylana's side, Sam took a deep breath.

"Maybe we should come back a bit later sir?"

"Nope," he stated staring at Beck, as she sat next to the bed, one foot resting on the metal railings under it, and the other on the floor. Resting her head on her right hand she watched as Kya laid still. Moving she sat up, and lent over the bed.

"Come on Ky, you can't do this! So what if you're going to America! Yeah we all hate `em, and no ones going to think of you as a yank! You better pull through this!"

"And if she doesn't?" Jumping she spun around and saluted them. Waving it off he sighed. "As you were,"

"Sir?"

"What if she doesn't pull through?"

"Then it'll be the hardest lost for the air force sir,"

"Why do you say that?"

"K… Lieutenant Rhodes… She… She's amazing sir. When she's out there she knows…"

"Knows what?"

"She reads the sky like we read books sir, it's truly amazing,"

"What is that supposed to mean lieutenant?'

"Do you like fishing sir?"

"Love it,"

"Can you read the water sir? The currents, the tides, where exactly it is that you cast knowing you have a higher chance of catching something?"

"Sometimes," he frowned.

"Lieutenant Rhodes is the same in the sky sir, she'll read the wind, she'll read her team, and she'll set everything up perfectly. When we do the strikes she's in command because the colonel knows we'll all come back alive, she sets everything up so we never cross paths, and run into each other, so we never fire upon each other by mistake, colonel, she's the best we've got. She told me about the re-assignment, we've talked about it for months, she doesn't want to go. We both know she has no choice in the matter, but she wants to voice her own opinion."

"And now she's in a coma?"

"If she dies colonel what are you going to do? Blame our colonel? He didn't do this, he had no way to be apart of this,"

"Then who did?"

"It was an accident colonel, we never saw it…"

"In that briefing, one of the other pilots said she ignored them or turned off her radio, what was it?"

"Why are you asking me colonel?"

"You fly with her do you not?"

"Yes,"

"Then…"

"I don't know,"

"You don't know?"

"No sir,"

"You know that's total bullshit, lieutenant!"

"Sir?" She frowned.

"You know that lieutenant Rhodes turned her radio off. She told you something, and then turned it back on. Now what did she tell you?"

"Accusing me of something I haven't done is not right or fair colonel!"

"I'm not accusing you of anything lieutenant! I'm merely telling you the events of what happened. Now are you going to take the chance and tell me what happened?"

"You say a word and I'll gut you," the whispered and strangled reply came. Jumping Beck spun around grinning.

"Kya!" She squeaked.

"Hey, keep the noise down, heads a bit sore," she whispered, smiling, before she struggled to push her self up.

"Hey I don't think so!" Beck huffed pushing her back on the bed.

"Oh cut the crap, let me up!"

"Kya! Do the words `head trauma' mean anything to you?"

"Not really," she smirked and sat up. "Oh wow, that was a mistake; I swear I'm seeing those two Americans!" Smirking Beck bowed her head.

"That's because they were here talking to me,"

"Oh, so I'm not seeing things?"

"Nope, sorry,"

"Oh Christ I wish I was!"

"Ky, I swear I never said anything," she whispered looking down at her. Smiling as she looked at Beck, she nodded.

"I know. I'm sorry I put you in that position."

"No you're not," she smiled.

"Yeah you're right I'm not," she smiled. Looking up she sighed. "So, what do you two want?"

"Is that any way to talk to your…"

"Cut the crap Jack! Does the words `head trauma' mean anything to you?" She huffed, glaring at him.

"You know him?" Beck gasped.

"Yeah," she sighed. "Beck, meet Colonel Jonathon O'Neill,"

"As in,"

"The one and only… Asshole of a father of mine, yep," she groaned sitting up further.

"Well I wasn't going to say that part but…"

"Oh get over it; he's only here because I'm due for a promotion in a few weeks. Not to mention the fact if he takes me over there I won't get it," she stated glaring at Jack.

"Nice to see you too," he stated sarcastically.

"Yeah well, the air force kind of shows people what life's all about and the people in your life," she stated.

"It's renowned for that." He stated. Sighing Kya watched him.

"I'm not going anywhere with you, or that screwed up, corrupt air force of yours!"

"You'll go where you're told to go! Major Carter here has your transfer papers. Once you are up and about, you'll be ordered to come with us,"

"Go to hell!" She sighed, and lent back down.

"You can say what you like, but it won't stop the pending court martial!"

"Go eat your balls! Court martial me all you like, at least then I'll be kicked out and wont have to be anywhere with you!"

"Ah, Ky you really should get some rest, before the colonel comes in and starts questioning you," smiling at her Kya nodded.

"Yeah suppose so huh?" Smiling Beck shook her head.

"I'll come back in the morning. I'll go tell Romeo and Terminator you're awake," she grinned.

"Sweet! Oh and Beck,"

"Yeah?"

"Take them with; I really don't want to have to wake up to that in the morning,"

"Aye, aye capem!" She smirked giving a mock salute. "Sleep well Ky, we'll be back around soon,"

"Yeah, I know thanks," sighing Kylana laid back fully and drifted into a restless sleep, while Beck took Jack and Sam back to their quarters, before moving onto her own.

"Colonel when were you going to tell me?"

"Tell you what Carter?"

"That she's your DAUGHTER!"

"Easy their major!"

"Jack!" She hissed,

"Take it easy Sam!"

"When were you going to tell me?"

"Oh, ah, never…"

"Why?"

"Because her mother was a one night stand, she moved back here, married someone else, who was a millionaire and they live happily ever after,"

"So…" She frowned.

"Kylana came over with the air force a few years ago. Her mother told her that the guy she called dad wasn't her father. That it was me. Gave the kid my photo and she looked me up. Came to my house one night, broke in and I nearly killed her. We got talking after I threatened to call the cops and she blurted out that she was my daughter." Sighing he scrubbed his hands down his face. As Sam sat next to him, on the edge of his single bed.

"Then what? Why does she hate you so much?"

"She wanted to stay, said that she only joined the air force because her dad hated the military. But once she was in it, it was like the missing link. Everyone in her family hated the military, and here she was toping her classes, getting in extra flying practise, becoming the person she is now. I told her I couldn't take her away from her family. She stayed with me a few days, and then at the air port as they were boarding she stopped. She asked me again if she could stay. She didn't want to go back.

"I told her I couldn't take her from everyone and everything that she knows. She took it the wrong way. She snapped and said if she ever saw me again it would be too soon. She'd taken to calling me dad when we were alone, and that flew out the window at the air port," he sighed. "She just didn't understand that, she's a fourteen year old girl, who has everything going for her! She didn't need me around to take all that away from her!"

"Jack, she just wanted to spend time with you," Sam whispered resting her hand on his thigh. "She never knew you existed before and then the only chance she gets, she gets rejected."

"I never rejected her Sam, I just…"

"I know, but try to understand where she's coming from. She's just met her biological father for the first time, she finds out he's in the air force, which drives her to push herself even more, and then he doesn't want her to stay with him."

"She lives on the other side of the globe!"

"She didn't care about that! She only cared about staying with you, hearing about your travels in the air force, what's happened in your life since she was born, she wanted to get to know you," sighing he hung his head, nodding.

"I know but…"

"When we get her to the SGC, she might come around, might start to see why you…"

"Sam we've only been at the SGC for six years,"

"That still makes her ten years old when we started work Jack, you said she was fourteen when you first met, that was two years ago now." Sighing he nodded.

"I guess."

"Look how about we get some sleep, and see what happens tomorrow alright?"

"Yeah," he muttered. Smiling at him she got up and changed quickly before slipping between the covers, as he did the same.

"Ah, lieutenant, glad to see you up and about, disobeying doctors orders as usual," the colonel stated as she walked into the briefing hall. Smiling she nodded and took her seat.

"Of course sir! What's the point in staying in bed when we have a war to win?"

"Nice attitude lieutenant however you're being grounded."

"WHAT! You can't do that!"

"No, but I can," turning she saw him standing there. Swallowing she straightened as much as possible.

"Why are you grounding me colonel?"

"Because you no longer are apart of this squad, lieutenant,"

"Excuse me?"

"We have your re-assignment orders and they are effective as of now," turning back she watched her commanding officer.

"Sir, they can't do this!"

"I'm afraid they can and they have lieutenant. It's not up to me anymore,"

"But…"

"Go pack your things lieutenant, we have a plane to catch," Jack stated, looking at her as she turned back around.

"Yes sir," she stated through the building tears, and the anger towards him.

Standing at the cupboard she grabbed all her clothes and started throwing things into the standard air force duffel bag she was issued with upon entry into the academy. As she was going through the drawers the door opened, and he stood there watching her as Beck, pushed her way in.

"Hey,"

"What?"

"Hey! Don't go taking your anger out on me!" Sighing she rubbed her eyes.

"Sorry Goose,"

"Look I know you don't want to go, and I know that the thought of being around him makes you sick, but Ky, come on this is what you've always wanted!"

"No it's not!" She hissed, glaring at her as she stalked across the room to her bed, and pushed everything into the bag.

"What do you mean it's not? You've always wanted to be able to stay with him and now you can!" Spinning around Kya glared at her.

"No Beck! I wanted to stay with my father, not some dead beat, washed up colonel!"

"He's not washed up Kya! He's your father!"

"I don't need you going off at me too you know!"

"I'm TRYING to help!"

"Well try to help someone else!" She yelled. "I have packing to do, and I bet he's on his way here right now, just so he can make sure I'm not trying to jump out a window and disappear!"

"Fine! And he's out side and heard everything!" Beck hissed.

"I know!"

"Alright stop yelling at her! Lieutenant, leave the room,"

"Yes sir," Beck whispered, before quickly leaving.

"You need a hand?"

"No!"

"I know you hate me Kylana, but nothings going to change the fact that you were chosen! You can blame this all on me if you want but I had no say in it! I was told to come and get you, that's it,"

"So I'll be working with you?"

"It appears,"

"Great, just bloody great!" She hissed, ripping down her posters and throwing them on the floor, before finishing her packing and zipping up the bag. Turning she glared at him, and picked it up, before she pushed past him. "Don't want to be late colonel; we have a plane to catch!" She yelled over her shoulder.