A/N: Okay, I may not have finished typing up another chapter, but I couldn't resist giving this one to you. I hope you enjoy!

Her head swam, the pounding making her stomach churn and bile rise up in her throat

Her head swam, the pounding making her stomach churn and bile rise up in her throat. She'd never been shot with on of those things before and she hoped to God she never would again.

She groaned as her head lolled to the side and she realized she couldn't move her arms.

"Cassie? Cassandra?"

She tried opening her eyes slowly to let them adjust to any light that might be present. It was dim, but with just enough light filtering in from somewhere unseen for her to make out Dominic, strung up against the wall next to where she lay, tied spread eagle to a large, king size bed.

"Do-" She tried to swallow and spoke again. "Dom?"

"I'm here, Cass." He tried to keep his voice steady to keep her calm, though neither of them had any clue what was going on, him even less so. His shoulders hurt so badly, but he wouldn't let on, not while she was awake, at least.

His arms were tied above his head, spread to their limit with rough strands of rope. He was glad the angle of her head and the lack of light made it nearly impossible for Cassie to see him. Being tied naked to a cold cement wall was enough to embarrass most men, but was thoroughly humiliating to a fifteen year old boy.

He was glad, at least, that she was tied to the warmer, soft bed and sighed inwardly as she drew her legs together and tried to curl in on herself. Her ankles weren't tied to the footboard like he'd first thought.

Goosebumps rose on his flesh, though his body was numb from the cold. It'd been about an hour since he'd first woken up, at least as far as he could tell, and other than the occasional whimper, he'd had no idea whether Cassie was alive or not. It'd been the scariest hour of his life, but he knew without a doubt, given their current circumstances, the worst was yet to com.

He groaned at the bile rising in his throat and held his breath, trying to force it back down. Cassie turned her head his direction at the noise, her eyes welling up with tears, something he knew instinctively from experience as her best friend.

She was cold, colder than she'd first realized, even though the sheets beneath her kept some of her body heat contained. She kept her knees drawn up to her chin and shivered. She wished she could see Dom, know if he was okay or not. She needed the reassurance and comfort she knew would shine from his eyes, now matter how he really felt.

The single light hanging above their heads flickered on, startling both teens and bathing the room in a glaringly bright white light. Blinded by the sudden illumination, neither could see as the door at the top of the stairs across the room opened to admit the lone figure into the room.

"Good, you are awake," the craggily voice spoke out, making the teens jump. "I was hoping to be allowed to awaken you myself."

"Who are you?" Cassie's voice shuttered in fear. "My dad will find us! You'll have the entire SGC after you!"

The man laughed, the tinny echo sending chills down both their spines.

"Your 'father' as you've so deemed him," he snickered, "is no one I fear. Yes, he will find me, or rather, your precious 'Uncle Jack' is more likely, but that is fine by me. You are meant to be found, and when you are, you will be nothing but a shell of the person you are now."

His face was mere inches from hers, his pungent breath reeking havoc on her senses, her eyes watering from the sting. She could barely hear the sounds of Dominic's struggles against his bonds over the raspy breathing in her ear.

Her own breath came out in shuttery puffs, her heart beating madly with fear. "I want to talk to Derek," she ground out, trying to cover up her own feelings with the forcefulness of her demands.

The Goa'uld gave her a sinister smile, his eyes flashing, and dropped his head briefly. When he looked back up, his eyes were wide and full of fear as he took in the sight in front of him.

"Cassie? What the Hell's going on?" His shaking fingers fumbled with the knots over her head as he tried to release her. "Who did this to you?"

Through her tears, she forced out the words she couldn't bear to let escape her lips.

"You did."

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