The Alternate Daughter
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To borrow a phrase: SG-1 and Star Gate no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?

"You going to be okay?" Sam asked the girl as she sat down at the table with her tray. Cassi had a surly look, quite unusual for all Sam had learned about her daughter in the past few weeks. The P-3P-2467 mission had been postponed but finally had a go and SG-1 was going out tomorrow. Cassi had been annoyed since she found out that morning.
"It just sucks. I'm the one person who knows anything about this planet and they've got me pushing paperwork!" Sam understood her daughter's frustration, she would feel the same way, and her father would even more. Sam still found it amazing how much of Jack had been imprinted in Cassi.
"You've briefed us all, that's something, isn't it?" she asked, bitting into her sandwich.
"Yeah, it's something, but it's not like being there! I can't account for all the contingencies, all the differences!" Sam felt Cassi's overwhelming urge to throw her tray across the mess hall and was proud of how well she retrained herself. The frustration subsided Cassi gave her mother a wry grin. Sam felt her apologies in her mind.
"At least I'm good at this paper work thing" she said "They've been shunting me Uncle Danny's work!"