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Chapter 1
Dr. Christopher Williams, the new civilian medical assistant at Stargate Command, ran into General O’Neill’s office at full speed. He barely had time to stop before running into the desk. General O’Neill looked up from his mountain of paperwork, almost happy for the intrusion. Jack gestured for Dr. Williams to sit down, but he was too excited to sit at the moment.

“Hey there Doctor,” Jack said casually, ignoring William’s jumpiness for the moment. “How’s it going today?”

“My wife and I have volunteered to take in the kids of single parent military personnel families while they are overseas,” Dr. Williams started, dismissing Jack’s question as more sarcasm than genuine curiosity. “Well, we just had a new kid come into our home and when ever we have a new child, I like to do a full medical checkup on them and-”

“Is there a reason you are telling me your life story Doctor?” O’Neill interrupted.

“”Oh, yes sir. I was getting there,” Williams hurried on. “I was looking over her blood work and I found something very interesting.” He pulled out a folder from his black shoulder bag and handed it to O’Neill. “She has ancient DNA.”

“A lot of people have the gene, Williams,” O’Neill said, getting annoyed. “Please tell me you have something more and this wasn’t a waste of the last five minutes.” O’Neill looked down at his watch, then showed it to Dr. Williams, tapping the face.

“There is more!” Williams sat down in the chair opposite O’Neill. “Well, with most, it is just a mutation of the gene, like say the similarities with a very distant relative. But Ryelin’s -that’s the girl- hers is almost completely ancient. As in direct, very very close descendant. But that isn’t the end of it. There is also trace amounts of Naquadah in her blood. It isn’t enough to suspect Goa’uld, but it is enough to be worried about possibly another Trojan Horse, like with Cassandra.”

Jack sat back in his chair and thought about the first time he met Cassandra, or Cassie, as they all called her now. That cute little girl had been the soul survivor of a planet completely wiped out by Nirtti. She had quite literally been a ticking time bomb. But that was almost nine years ago. Now he had a new little girl to worry about. He decided it was best to bring her in and run some more tests.

“Where is she Doctor Williams?” O’Neill asked, putting his hands on the table and leaning forward slightly.

“She’s at school General. I just found all this out
minutes ago, and I came straight here.”

“Well, we are gonna go pick her up. You might want
to go with them, just in case.“ Just in case of what General O’Neill wasn’t sure. He got on the phone and talked with the head of base security, explaining the situation. Dr Williams was assigned three airmen to act as security while picking up Ryelin.


Twenty minutes later, Dr. Williams and the three SF’s pulled up in front of Colorado Springs High School. They parked the big black SUV used by Stargate Command and went into the school’s main office. It was a spacious, bare walled room. There was a lone counter, just about in the middle of the office, with a few desks behind it. Dr. Williams left the SF’s at the door and went to the woman standing at the counter.

“How may I help you?” asked the woman, eyes growing wide as she looked at the three airman.

“Yes, I need you to call in Ryelin Connor, please,” Dr Williams said. “She will be going home early today.”

“Right,” said the woman, looking rather skeptical. She had a feeling the girl wasn’t going home. “Let me see what class she is in right now.” The woman went over the one of the desks and typed some information into the computer. She then got on the phone and talked to the teacher. A few minutes later, a young girl walked into the office, pulling her long light brown hair into a pony-tail as she walked.

“Chris, what are you doing here,” Ryelin said, giving a surprised smile. Once she noticed the Air Force personnel her smile quickly came off her face and her blue eyes grew sad. “Please tell me this isn’t about my father. Please.”

“Oh, no. Nothing like that.” Dr. Williams put an arm around Ryelin. “We’re just going home.”

“Sir,” the woman behind the counter interrupted. “I need your signature to excuse Ryelin from the rest of her classes.” Dr. Williams went to the counter and signed where the woman told him to. He then lead Ryelin out the door and out to the parking lot. One of the SF’s held the door open and gestured for Ryelin to get in the back of the SUV.

“So, where are we really going Chris?” Ryelin said, turning away from the Airman holding the door open.

“I told you. We’re going home.”

“Right…home…sure” Ryelin said under her breath as she climbed into the back seat. She slid into the middle and Dr. Williams climbed. On the other side of her was another one of the Airmen. The other two climbed into the front, and they pulled away from the High School.


Ryelin had never been on a military base before. Quite frankly, she found all the check points and military presence rather intimidating. She also found it rather strange that the base was in a mountain instead of on a mountain. The Airman drove the SUV slowly to the entrance to Stargate Command. They walked down a short hall to an elevator. Ryelin scanned her surroundings. The walls were bare, except for a large SGC emblem just to the left of the elevator doors. Ryelin paused a moment, looking at the emblem on the wall.

“SGC? What does that stand for?” she asked, looking up at Dr. Williams.

“Stargate Command. We study Deep Space Radar Telemetry from here. Satellites.” The elevator doors opened as he spoke. Dr. Williams, Ryelin and one of the SF’s stepped in. The other two stayed behind. The doors shut and the elevator started it’s decent. “I hope you’re not Closter phobic,” Dr. Williams teased. “It’s a long way down.” After three minutes, Ryelin started to get the idea that the elevator would never stop going down. Just as she was about to say something, the elevator stopped and the doors opened. Ryelin and Dr. Williams stepped out.

“What? He’s not coming?” Ryelin questioned, pointing at the Airman still standing in the elevator.

“No, I will be taking over for him,” said a voice from behind them, as the elevator doors were closing. Ryelin turned to see a gray-haired man in a baggy green uniform. “My name is General O’Neill. I am the commander of this base.”

“Don’t Generals usually wear the dress uniforms?” Ryelin said.

“I’m not like others,” O’Neill said slowly. “Welcome to Stargate Command. Follow me.” Jack lead them down the hallway, to another elevator.

“You mean we aren’t there yet?” Ryelin said, eyeing the elevator doors.

“My office is thirty floors below ground. I’ve yet to figure out why they didn’t just make one elevator for it.” O’Neill told her, swiping his access card. The elevator doors opened right away and the three of them stepped in.

“Don’t you miss the sunlight?” Ryelin asked, half joking, half really wanting to know.

“Sunlight, what’s that?” O’Neill said, giving Ryelin a sly smile. He pushed the button marked “30” and down they went.

“You mean to tell me that you study satellites thirty floors down.”

“Oh yeah. And it is so fascinating too.” O’Neill said sarcastically.

“So, why am I here?” Ryelin wanted to know. She had no clue as to why she was being taken thirty floors down. She knew nothing about space or satellites. She was really good in math though.

“We just need to run some tests.” Dr Williams told her, dodging the real issue as much as possible.

“What? You think I might be related to one of your satellites?” Ryelin said sarcastically, annoyed that no one would tell her what was going on. Neither one of them answered. She knew something was up, she just couldn’t tell what yet. The rest of the ride down was silent. When the doors opened, Ryelin followed Dr. Williams and Gen. O’Neill down the hallway into the infirmary. She was told to sit down on one of the beds.

Chapter 2

Dr. Williams went to his desk and pulled out his stethoscope and a pen light, then came back to where Ryelin and O’Neill were sitting.

“So,” O’Neill said casually. “Did you grow up in Colorado Springs?”

“I don’t know,” Ryelin told him, as Dr. Williams put the stethoscope to her chest.

“What?” O’Neill asked, highly confused.

“I don’t remember most of my childhood,” Ryelin stated as if this was normal. Dr. Williams moved his stethoscope to her back and told her to inhale. He wrote a few things down his chart, then got out the pen light. He put the light in Ryelin’s right eye. She flinched a little.

“What is the last thing you remember?”

“Waking up in a hospital. I had no idea where I was or how I got there. No one would tell me anything. The next thing I remember is my dad…um, I mean Major Connor.”

“How long ago was that?” O’Neill asked.

“About a year and a half ago. I was 14.”

“So your what? 16 now.” O’Neill asked.

“Will be in two day!” Ryelin stated proudly.

“General,” Dr Williams interrupted. “Can I speak to you for a minute.” The two men both got up and walked out into the hallway.

“What’s up, doc?” O’Neill asked, not meaning to sound like the Bugs Bunny cartoons.

“She sounds fine and on paper she’s totally normal. Pulse is fine, maybe a little high, but the kid is probably scared. Responses are normal. No arrhythmia, but I still want to get some chest X-rays anyways.”

“Hell, X-ray her whole body! I don’t want to miss anything.”

“Yes, sir,” Dr. Williams said, not really paying attention to what O’Neill had to say. “I also want to get a head CT, just to make sure that there isn’t a Goa’uld hiding in there.”

“Good idea. Listen, I have a mile high stake of paperwork waiting patiently for me, so I’m gonna get back to it. I’ll send Daniel down to talk to her, maybe he can get something more out of her. Come to my office when you get the results.

“Alright General.” Dr Williams said, turning to go back into the infirmary. Jack watched as Dr. Williams went to Ryelin. Together they went into the back rooms that held all the equipment needed for the tests he wanted to put Ryelin through. Jack watched them until well after they were gone. He was starting to like the kid and didn’t want anything bad to happen to her. At the same time, he didn’t want anything bad to happen because of her. Jack left the infirmary and went to Daniel’s office. No one was there, so he went to his own office.

“Daniel,” Jack said entering his office. Daniel Jackson was sitting in a chair, waiting for Jack. “Been here long?”

“Yes,” Daniel said, standing up. “But I don’t mind. I hear Dr. Williams just brought a little girl onto the base.”

“She’s not that little,” Jack said sarcastically, taking a seat in his oversized chair. “She’ll be 16 in two days.”

“Good for her…why is she here?” Daniel sat back down.

“Dr. Williams found the ancient gene and Naquadah in her blood. We’re running tests and scans and the whole nine yards to make sure it isn’t another Cassie on our hands.” O’Neill grabbed on of the files on the left side of his desk and dragged it in front of him- his way of telling Daniel to leave him alone, he had work to do. “I want you to go talk to her. Tell her why she’s here and ask her some questions.”

“What? Why me?”

“You’re good at that kind of thing. Ya know…talking and all.” O’Neill said, opening the file. “She’s in the infirmary.” Another not so subtle way of letting Daniel know it was time for him to leave. Daniel rolled his eyes and walked towards the door. He stopped just outside the office and turned again to Jack.

“Anything I should know about her?”

“Yeah, she don’t remember her childhood. Help her remember, why don’t ya?” O’Neill said without looking up.

“Right…because it is always so easy,” Daniel said under his breath. O’Neill looked up once Daniel had gone. He hoped the fašade wasn’t as see through as it felt. He didn’t want people to know he cared.


Ryelin had just come out of the X-ray room when she saw Daniel walk in. He looked so familiar, but she just couldn’t place him. And at the moment she didn’t care. She just wanted to know what was going on. Ryelin and Dr. Williams went into another room. This one contained the CT machine. Ryelin was instructed to lay down on the hard shelf of the machine and stay perfectly still. She did as she was told and within a few minutes it was over. She was told by the technician running the scan that it was okay to get up. Dr. Williams then led Ryelin back out into the infirmary. Daniel was sitting on one of the beds. He stood up when he saw them.

“Hi, I’m Daniel Jackson,” he said, extending his hand.

“Ryelin Connor,” she said, shaking his hand. “Have we met before?”

“I don’t think so. I was told to come explain what is going on here and ask you a few questions. Let’s start with an easy one: have you had lunch yet?”

“No I haven’t, but I’m starving.”

“Okay then, off to the commissary.” Daniel led Ryelin to the commissary. It was basically empty, except for a few Airman. They loaded their trays down with sandwiches, fruit, and Jell-o. It wasn’t hard to find an empty table, so they just sat at the first one they came to.

“I here you don’t remember your childhood,” Daniel said, after they had finished eating.

“Yeah,” Ryelin said, scooping up the last of her Jell-o. “I can only remember the last year or so.”

“Is Major Connor and his wife your real parents?”

“How would I know? They say they aren’t and I believe them. I love them like my own parents. I was just as heartbroken as any when my mother died. And then when my dad went to Iraq…I was basically lost.” There was a silence between them, as what she said sunk in.

“Have you ever tried remembering?” Daniel asked.

“Why would I want to?” Ryelin said, rather annoyed. “There must be a reason that my brain has blocked it out. Can we be done here?”

“Yeah, I’ll show you to your room.” Daniel stood up and carried both of their trays to the disposal area. He knew he had hit on a sensitive subject and decided not to push it. He showed her to her room. He would try again later.

Chapter 3

Dr. Williams came into General O’Neill’s office at a fast-paced walk instead of the all out sprint of that morning. He stood patiently in the doorway as O’Neill finished his phone conversation.

“Hey, Doc,” Jack said as he hung the phone up. “What’s up?”

“Well, we go the results back from all the tests,” Williams said, talking a seat. “She’s absolutely normal.” Jack breathed a silent sigh of relief. “But is still doesn’t explain the Naquadah.”

“Any ideas?”

“Not a clue,” Dr Williams said. “But then again, I’ve never had a clue about Rye. She’s, well, she’s different. I’ve been friends with Major Connor for sometime now and even as her adoptive father I don’t think he understand her. She’s a complicated kid.”

“How long has she been with your family?”

“About two weeks. Ever since her dad went off to Atlantis-”

“Wait,” O’Neill interrupted, leaning forward slightly. “You mean to tell me that we sent a single father to Atlantis?”

“Well, he did volunteer,” Dr Williams stammered. “He really wanted to help them when the Wraith attacked. He’ll be back soon, as soon as the Dadealus gets there with the ZPM.”

This was quickly becoming a mess. Not only did they have a civilian minor on this top secret base, but her sole guardian was billions of light years away in another galaxy. The good news was that Ryelin was no longer considered a danger, the bad news was they had no idea what to do with her. While Jack was thinking all this, Daniel came into the office.

“Jack?” Daniel said, spotting Dr. Williams. “You busy?”

“Kinda, what is it?”

“Um, Ryelin Connor doesn’t exist,” Daniel said. Both men looked up. Jack mouthed the word ‘what?’, but couldn’t manage to actually get the word out. He motioned for Daniel to take a seat in the other chair. Daniel took it. “Yeah, there is no birth record, no adoption record, nothing.”

“That’s understandable,” Dr. Williams told them. “She was found at Area 51. That was the hospital she was talking about. That’s where Connor ‘adopted’ her from. They had no idea who she was, or if she was even from Earth. She just wandered onto the base.”

“Oh, for cryin’ out loud,” O’Neill blurted out. “You don’t just wander onto Area 51!”

“That’s just what I’ve been told,” Dr. Williams said, putting his hands up as though he was surrendering to something. “Personally I never believed it, but I can’t really argue.”

“How did Major Connor end up with her?” Daniel asked.

“He used to work there,” Dr. Williams told him. “Why?” He had a feeling Daniel had thought of something. He knew Daniel was going somewhere with this, he just didn’t know where.

“If he worked there, he might still have records, you know, research notes or something. More information about Ryelin at least.” He looked at O’Neill. “I could ask her if she knows of any files or notebooks or something.”


Five minutes later Daniel was down in the VIP room, talking to Ryelin. She was sitting cross-legged on the bed, playing solitaire. She looked up when Daniel knocked.

“You busy?” He asked, stepping into the room.

“Oh yeah,” she said, looking back down at her card came. “I’m playing a very important game of solitaire here. Matter or life and death.”

“Right,” Daniel said, taking a seat at the round table in the corner of the room. He couldn’t help but think how much she acted like Jack. “I have a quick question. We’re trying to figure out how you got here-”

“Some Air Force guys drove me,” she interrupted him sarcastically. She knew that wasn’t what Daniel meant, she just couldn’t help herself.

“Not what I meant. I meant how you ended up at Area 51.”

“What’s that?” She asked, looking up from her card game. “Isn’t that where they keep the little green men from outer space?”

“No, not aliens, just alien artifacts.”

“What?”

“Remember what I told you about the Stargate?” Ryelin shook her head yes. She remembered what he had told her, wasn’t sure if she actually believed it, but she remembered. “Well, sometimes SG teams bring stuff back from other planets, and it goes there to be analyzed. Anyways, that’s where your dad met you. He used to work there and we want to know if you knew whether or not he has any records left over from it.” Daniel said all this in one breath, afraid if he paused, she might interrupt him with another sarcastic, O’Neill like remark.

“Yeah,” Ryelin answered him slowly. “I think so. He has a file holder thing that I was never allowed to touch. That might be something to look at. It’s in the bottom drawer of his desk at home.”

“Thanks, I need to go tell Jack.” Daniel got up and started for the door.

“Oh, and Daniel,” Ryelin said as he reached for the doorknob. “Word of advice.” He turned to look at her. “Try decaf…you talk WAY to fast.” Daniel laughed and opened the door. He said goodbye to the Airman standing guard and went to Jack’s office. He told Jack what Ryelin had said, and a team was sent to get it.


The box was sent to Lt. Col. Carter’s lab. Daniel had decided to ask her to help him to go through the files, mainly because he hadn’t gotten to just hang out with Sam in about two weeks. Honestly, he just wanted company for the mundane task of reading through who knows how many files. He and Sam sat staring at the large black box. Both knew the records of Major James Connor were i