First off... I don't own anything. I have never owned anything and if i did own anything SG1 would never have ended...

Synopsis: How did Cassie deal with the trauma of Jolinar? Set after In The Line Of Duty.

Totally unbetaed so if I make a mistake... oops. Also written on a phone so fat fingers happen. I am trying to catch them.

Also I wrote this on the fly because I had nothing better to be doing so it's not great but it's something.

Janet and the rest of SG-1 smiled from the doorway as they saw their young captain react to something for the first time in 2 days. That something was the sweet little alien girl she held so deep in her heart.

"Maybe we should give them some alone... to heal," Janet said knowing how scared her adopted daughter was knowing, feeling, her Aunt Sam was blended. "I'll be in my office."

The men of SG-1 spared one more glance at the two on the hospital bed. Cassie had since wrapped herself against Sam's side and was excitedly telling her about all her new classes. They left feeling that seeing Cassie was exactly what Sam needed.

An hour later Janet peeked from her office and found the two fast asleep. Sam was still easily worn out from her ordeal and it was pushing Cassie's bedtime. Since the next day was Saturday and Cass would not have school, she figured there would be no harm in just letting the ladies sleep.

Taking one last look and smiling, Janet closed her office door for but a crack and laid down on the cot she had set up for herself.

Little did she know unseen wounds would surface.

Cassie could still sense the symbiote within Sam. It scared her. She had to keep reminding herself that it was dead. At least that's what Janet and Uncle Jack said. It was dead and Sam lived. It still didn't stop her from feeling on edge no matter how hard she tried not to be. Still she dozed off with her head on hsr Aunt's shoulder.

The dream started out fine at first. She and Sam were painting. Cassie was painting her and Sam by the swings and Sam was doodling stick figures of SG1 and Cassie. Sam cracked a joke about the Colonel's head being too big. Just as Cassie giggled Sam turned towards her- her eyes glowed.

"Sam?? Sam...?""I have to leave this place. Show me to your Stargate!" Sam said in the metallic voice of a Goa'uld.Sam reached out and grabbed cassie forcefully by both arms and dragged her to the door.

"Sam! Please stop! Sam... No... You're hurting me! SAM!"Sam was jolted awake by the feeling of Cassie start to writhe in her sleep. She heard the little girl mumble her name.

She started to thrash and yell louder. Sam's heart broke as she realized Cassie was stuck in a nightmare. About her. About the Goa'uld within her.

Sam put her hand on Cassie's wrists to stop her movements as she tried to coax her awake.

"Cass? Cass it's okay..." she said through a hoarse voice.

Janet, having heard her daughter's cries, came up to the bed and shook her daughter's shoulders. "Cassie baby. Wake up. It's just a dream."

"SAM!!!!" Cassie yelled as she jolted awake. The first thing she felt was the naquada presence within Sam and the older woman's hands on her wrists. Still trapped between sleep and wakefulness she screamed and yanked her arms out of Sam's hands. "No! Get away from me!!"

Sam's heart broke further when she heard this. It tore to shreds as she caught a glimpse of the still purple bruises the Goa'uld had left on the child- right where her hands had just been.

"I'm so sorry!" Sam was overcome with guilt. "Janet... Cass... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Janet took Cassie to her office and got her settled before returning to Sam's side. Sam was still muttering apologies. She was once again on her side, staring at the wall in front of her.

"What the hell happened?" The Colonel asked as he came up to the bedside, having heard Cassie's final shout from the hallway. "I thought you said she was doing better and was sleeping. Where's Cassie?"

"My office," Janet answered with a sigh. "And she was. Cassie had a nightmare about Jolinar. Sam saw the bruises. Physical and mental."

The tough Colonels heart was put in a vice when he heard his Captain choke back a sob.

"Go. Be with Cassie. I'll stay with Carter."

"I'm sorry Sir. I thought this would help them both."

"Me too Doc. It looks like the bruises are still just too fresh."

"Yeah..." Janet walked back to her office and held her little girl as she cried.

Jack sat beside his 2IC and grasped her hand to let her know she wasn't alone.

They would both heal and come together again but for now they had to let their bruises fade into the past a bit.

A/N: So that's it. That's what happens when I'm bored and write on the fly.