Cammie waited nervously outside of the infirmary. It had been three days since the events that took place on the planet of Daquartin had happened. Cammie couldn't really remember what had happened after they'd driven through the gate. She had passed out from exhaustion and just the sudden lack of adrenaline in her body. Dr Frasier had checked her out and had found no major injuries, though Cammie had to get a shot to stop the infection on her rug-burned leg.

The others hadn't checked out quite as well. Daniel had been patched up, though his arm was still in a sling, but Daniel said he was used to that thing. Everyone else who worked at the base joked that injuries like that were nothing to Daniel. Cammie would hate to see what injuries were something.

Her uncle and the other two members of SG-1 had been unconscious for a day and a half after they'd been rescued, but slowly they'd begun to come to. Dr Frasier suspected that some sort of drug had been administered in order to keep them knocked out, but without the daily injections, the effects were wearing off, and they'd soon be back to normal. And they'd found Lt Brackley in the hospital too. Thor had made good on his promise to get her back to Earth.

No word had been heard from Lt Lee or Colonel Andrews. Cammie hated how she had just left them on the planet, fighting the all Jaffa by themselves. They'd tried contacting the planet, but the gate had been blocked by something and they couldn't get through. Everyone had assumed that Lt Lee and Colonel Andrews had been killed in action, and there was going to be a big funeral for them on Monday. Cammie had liked the two of them a lot; she couldn't believe they were-

"Well, he's all yours now." Daniel came out of the infirmary door. "I told him everything that had happened. Good luck." He gave her an encouraging smile, and left. Now, Cammie had fought cat-monsters and aliens, but this took almost more courage than that. Steeling herself, she opened the door.

Her uncle was lying on the bed, watching as she slipped through the door and walked guiltily over to him. She stood at the foot of the bed, not wanting to get any closer. There was silence, during which the two of them stared at each other. Cammie waited for the inevitable lecture from her uncle, proceeded by sarcasm on her part, then yelling on his part, and finally yelling on his part. She sighed.

"Now see, I really have a problem with this sighing thing. I thought I told you to stop."

She grinned. Maybe all hope wasn't lost. "Technically, there was no rule established about sighing."

"Well there should have been." They sat in silence for a bit.

"Are you going to lecture me?" If he was, Cammie figured they might as well get it over with as soon as possible.

Her uncle thought for a bit. "I should, shouldn't I?"

"Well, seeing as I didn't actually disobey you, I don't think so. You never said anything about fighting aliens and going through Stargates."

"I must have forgotten to mention it."

"You did. You didn't mention anything about any of this. Which reminds me, we have to have a serious talk about responsibility. You can't just leave and go save some planet without telling me!"

"Sorry, mom."

They both grinned. Then Jack's face sobered. He sighed. "I guess I'm not a very good parent, am I?" He paused, then continued. "With Charlie, Sarah was always the responsible one. I was the fun adult, and she was the strict, responsible one. But she was the better parent, no question about it. When he died, she held together a lot better than I did."

Cammie sat and listened to him silently. He looked back at her. "But I guess you don't even know who Charlie is, do you?"

"I do. And for the record, I think you'll be a great father."

General Hammond sat surveying the room of people; Major Carter, Teal'c, and Dr Jackson. That morning, Janet had come to tell him that SG-1 was free to go on missions again. The members of SG-1 had all been briefed by Dr Jackson, and afterwards General Hammond had called the meeting to discuss a major issue. If only the two people relating the most to that issue would be there.

"General. Good to see you again." General Hammond turned to see Colonel O'Neill and his niece walk through the door. Cameryn caught the general's eye and looked away guiltily.

"Colonel, you were aware that this meeting started fifteen minutes ago, weren't you?"

Jack looked at his watch. "Only fifteen?" He looked up. "I'm earlier than normal then. Excellent."

"Jack, you do realise how important this discussion is, don't you?"

"Of course I do Daniel." Jack took a seat, and his niece sat down as well. "So," he said, clapping his hands together. "What are we talking about?"

"Your niece, Colonel."

"Ah, yes, I could have guessed," he said, throwing her a look. She grinned.

"Oh, that reminds me," said Daniel, as he pulled papers out of his pocket. "You need to sign these."

Jack took them and scanned the forms.

"They're confidentiality fo-"

"I know what they are Daniel." Jack signed them. "And I'm signing them for you?" he asked, turning to Cameryn.

"She's underage, so it's technically not valid for her to sign her own forms. We made an exception because of the circumstance, but you should probably sign them now to avoid further argument."

"Like if the NID pay us a visit," supplied Major Carter.

"Charming people," said Colonel O'Neill.

"So what's left to discuss about me?" asked Cammie.

"Well, you did break a number of the rules that we have instigated at Stargate Command. You went off-world without permission, and you know all about this facility. We can't risk a security leak," said General Hammond. "And there are quite a few members of the government, who, if they were to learn of your involvement on P3X 9410, would not hesitate to take action."

"How do you mean?"

"There's an organization called the NID. They've tried numerous times to take over the SGC. They don't agree with the way its being run, and want to use it for their own purposes. If they found out that we let a fifteen year-old girl go off-world, they might just get enough support to do that."

"Basically they're a bunch of assholes who sit in offices dreaming of having enough firepower to wipe out anyone who stands in their way of world domination.

"Colonel."

"General. Personally I don't see why we can't just not tell them."

"Or you could tell them," said Cammie. "I mean, I didn't get killed on that planet, which has to count for something. I mean-"

"You don't know these people, they twist whatever goes on here into something negative," interrupted Daniel. "When they found about this, they'll . . ."

But what they'd do no one ever found out. At that moment two bright, white lights illuminated the meeting room. When they dimmed, everyone found themselves staring at two people who they never thought they'd have seen again.

"Lt Lee! Colonel Andrews!" shouted Cammie, getting out of her chair and running to them. Daniel got up too.

"How did you-" he began. Then he noticed the bandage on Lt Lee's leg.

"Colonel, Lieutenant. What's going on here? Everyone thought you were dead?" said General Hammond.

Lt Lee smiled. "It's a long story." She hesitated, then looked to Colonel Andrews for help.

"The short version is," he started, "we were fighting the Jaffa, and losing badly. Lee got hit, and I was just about to collapse. But with the amazing timing the Asgard seem to be programmed with, Thor beamed us out of there. We waited in orbit for a bit, while we patched up Lee's injury, then we saw a mother ship uncloak and fly away. We couldn't attack it because Thor's weapons were down, but we beamed back down to the planet, and found that the villagers had actually managed to drive Bastet out. A lot of her Jaffa had been killed or injured by that cat-thing, and some of them had actually been turned by the villagers. The one's guarding the prisons with the Daquarians realised that they had been worshipping a false god. I guess there'd always been a bit of doubt, and the villagers managed to convince them of the rest. I guess it wasn't hard, considering how much Bastet messed up all the time. Anyway, they fought them back, and they one. Daquartin is now a free planet once again. You should go check it out Teal'c. I'd say there are at least a dozen free Jaffa." Teal'c nodded his head.

Daniel was amazed. "But what about the gate?" he asked."We dialled it, and we couldn't get through."

"We told the inhabitants to block their gate to avoid further attack, at least until they can properly defend themselves," said Lt Lee.

"So, why didn't you just take the gate back?" asked Cammie.

"It is because I too had need to come here." Thor had materialised beside Lt Lee. But Cammie stared at him hard, and saw that it wasn't actually him. It looked more like a hologram.

"Hey Thor," she said.

"Cameryn O'Neill. We meet again."

"Wait a minute, you've met Thor?" asked Colonel O'Neill, turning to dace Cammie.

"I did tell you she got picked up by the Asgard," said Daniel.

"Yeah, but you never said anything about Thor." He looked at his niece. "Thor's my alien buddy! Get your own!"

She grinned. "Sorry Uncle Jack. I guess he's moved on."

"So what do you need, Thor?" said the General, interrupting them.

"The war with the Replicators is still going on in my galaxy. For the moment we have the upper hand, but not for long. I am here to ask for SG-1 to help us battle the Replicators again."

"Of course, old buddy of mine," said Colonel O'Neill with a mischievous glance at his niece. "We'll be glad to help. General?"

"You have the authorization. Go."

"Great. I-" Colonel O'Neill hesitated, then turned to look at his niece, who was looking at him with hope in her eyes. Daniel saw that too.

"Cameryn, you weren't even supposed to go the first time."

"Yes Daniel, but as you're not my guardian, you don't get a say." She turned back to Jack. "Please?"

Jack shrugged.

"Colonel!" said Major Carter.

"What? She didn't get killed the first time? And if she doesn't come with us, she'll be stuck at home with no one watching her. 'Least this way I can keep an eye on her."

"Jack, you can't seriously-"

"Teal'c will back me up." Cammie looked at him. "Right?"

"Jaffa learn the skills of a warrior at young ages. If you are prepared, I offer my support."

"I was also looking for the help of Miss O'Neill," said Thor. "She demonstrated extreme resourcefulness while aboard my ship, and I believe she could help with fight against the Replicators."

"I'm sorry, but I just can't allow this," said General Hammond. "You haven't gone through any of the proper training, or-"

"General, pardon me, but from what I've heard, she did a damn good job on that other planet back there. I think that's training enough. Some of those kids who try out for this program are great in the tests, but in the field they lose it. Besides," Colonel O'Neill said, putting a hand on Cameryn's shoulder, "I'll look out for her."

"Jack, I'm sorry, but-"

Jack walked over to General Hammond and lowered his voice so only he could hear. "General, I lost my first kid because I didn't watch him close enough. I'm not going to let that happen again. If she's alone, something could happen, or-"

Jack broke off. General Hammond looked into his face and saw genuine worry there. He thought for a long moment, then sighed. "The NID won't like it."

"They'll get over it." Jack walked back over to the holographic image of the Asgard.

"Ready when you are Thor," said Sam.

Jack turned to Cammie. "You know, I do have some rules though."

She smiled. "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. Rule number one, stop stealing my alien buddies. Rule number two . . ."

General Hammond, Lt Lee and Colonel Andrews all exchanged amused looks. Yes, things were certainly going to be different around the SGC, they all thought, as they watched SG-1 and its newest recruit disappear into a flash of white light.