2-D
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: SG-1 and Star Gate no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
Janet handed him a cup of coffee. His office was over cluterd with books and papers and artifacts, which she had seen before, but she noticed the plastic edge of something poking out from behind some papers. She pulled it out and was surprised to find it was a picture frame. The photo was from one of her daughter's birthday parties, with them all gathered around a lighted cake.
"We'll have to update this" she said. Daniel looked up from his work tiredly. He took the frame and studied it for a moment, probably remembering the incident.
"Yeah" he answered and put the picture back. He had cleared off enough room on his desk to spread out the artifacts they had brought back from the planet. She carefully lifted the copper ball and inspected it. It was completely smooth, except a mark imprinted on the "top" which looked like an elaborate eight. She couldn't find any clue in the object, and she felt a strange mixture of pride and pity for Daniel, the only man who could find echoes of the past in a smooth metal ball.
"Any luck yet?" she asked, knowing that if he had found anything usefull, every one would have known about it. He yawned and shook his head.
"The language is the same that we found ont he wall" he explained, "but it's all written in prose and eupherisms. It could take me months to learn enough about the culture to decipher it, and that's only if I had a culture to study." Janet set the ball down and ran a hand over Daniel's back.
"I'm sure you'll figure it out" she assured him.
"Yeah. Hey, how's Cass doing?" He'd been in his office for the past two days, trying to uncover the mysteries of the ancient alien poetry which seemed to be intentionally leading him in circles.
"She took a few steps today" Janet answered optimisticlly, "I want to get her walking more, but I don't know how to intice her to try more. Yesterday she got so frustrated when she failed."
"Maybe if you put something she likes in another room and told her she had to walk to it to get it" Daniel suggested, "What does she like?" A few days ago he could've answered that question extensivly himself. But, then again, a few days ago Cassi would never have even considered giving up on something so important. He felt that he didn't know her anymore. He felt bad, having hidden himself away in his office. He hadn't even been to see her since they got back from the planet. Truth to tell, though, he didn't want to see her helpless. It was completely unnerving. Cassi was one of the strongest people he knew, physically, mentally and personality wise. She might even be stronger than Jack. The thought of her being reduced to basic incapability had him quivering in his shoes. When she'd died, not too long ago, he'd been sad and angry, but this, this was eating him up.
"She likes learning. She can't read but everyone's been taking turns reading to her. She also likes going outside a lot, but Teal'c's been pretty good about taking her" The Doctor studied her friend for a moment. He tried to avoid her gaze, but she knew exactly what he was feeling. The situation frightened her too.
"She's been asking about you" she told him softly. Cassi had asked if Daniel was coming to play with her several times the day before.
"Yeah, I've been meaning to go up and see her" Daniel replied off handedly.
"You could read to her"
"Read what?" Daniel cried, his emotions suddenly bubbling up, "The Three Little Pigs?! Goodnight Moon? What can she even understand?"
"She understands more than you would think, which you would know if you'd been to see her!" Janet cried back at him angrily, "She's still Cassi you know! It's not that her knowledge is gone, it's that she can't handle the input she gets without her psychic powers! She *knows* she used to be smart, and it's ripping her up! It's not her fault you know!" Daniel slouched in his chair.
"I know" he said softly, "It's just......hard" Janet reached for his hand.
"Think how she feels. Everytime she can't do something she apologizes, or cries. She sits in her bed chanting 'I used to know'. Every time one of us gets discouraged she makes some silly little joke that doesn't make any sense, but it's the thought that counts. She feels like a burden"
"Once a good person, always a good person I guess" Daniel smiled. He looked up at Janet.
"I could wait just a few doors down from her room. Read her ancient legends to her?" he waved at his work, "This will all be here in a few hours" Janet leaned down and put a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"She'll be glad to hear that"
The following story is under the sole ownership and copyright of J.L. Scott. Unauthorized copying and/or use is actionable in a court of law.
To borrow a phrase: SG-1 and Star Gate no mine, no permission, no money, no sue...please?
Janet handed him a cup of coffee. His office was over cluterd with books and papers and artifacts, which she had seen before, but she noticed the plastic edge of something poking out from behind some papers. She pulled it out and was surprised to find it was a picture frame. The photo was from one of her daughter's birthday parties, with them all gathered around a lighted cake.
"We'll have to update this" she said. Daniel looked up from his work tiredly. He took the frame and studied it for a moment, probably remembering the incident.
"Yeah" he answered and put the picture back. He had cleared off enough room on his desk to spread out the artifacts they had brought back from the planet. She carefully lifted the copper ball and inspected it. It was completely smooth, except a mark imprinted on the "top" which looked like an elaborate eight. She couldn't find any clue in the object, and she felt a strange mixture of pride and pity for Daniel, the only man who could find echoes of the past in a smooth metal ball.
"Any luck yet?" she asked, knowing that if he had found anything usefull, every one would have known about it. He yawned and shook his head.
"The language is the same that we found ont he wall" he explained, "but it's all written in prose and eupherisms. It could take me months to learn enough about the culture to decipher it, and that's only if I had a culture to study." Janet set the ball down and ran a hand over Daniel's back.
"I'm sure you'll figure it out" she assured him.
"Yeah. Hey, how's Cass doing?" He'd been in his office for the past two days, trying to uncover the mysteries of the ancient alien poetry which seemed to be intentionally leading him in circles.
"She took a few steps today" Janet answered optimisticlly, "I want to get her walking more, but I don't know how to intice her to try more. Yesterday she got so frustrated when she failed."
"Maybe if you put something she likes in another room and told her she had to walk to it to get it" Daniel suggested, "What does she like?" A few days ago he could've answered that question extensivly himself. But, then again, a few days ago Cassi would never have even considered giving up on something so important. He felt that he didn't know her anymore. He felt bad, having hidden himself away in his office. He hadn't even been to see her since they got back from the planet. Truth to tell, though, he didn't want to see her helpless. It was completely unnerving. Cassi was one of the strongest people he knew, physically, mentally and personality wise. She might even be stronger than Jack. The thought of her being reduced to basic incapability had him quivering in his shoes. When she'd died, not too long ago, he'd been sad and angry, but this, this was eating him up.
"She likes learning. She can't read but everyone's been taking turns reading to her. She also likes going outside a lot, but Teal'c's been pretty good about taking her" The Doctor studied her friend for a moment. He tried to avoid her gaze, but she knew exactly what he was feeling. The situation frightened her too.
"She's been asking about you" she told him softly. Cassi had asked if Daniel was coming to play with her several times the day before.
"Yeah, I've been meaning to go up and see her" Daniel replied off handedly.
"You could read to her"
"Read what?" Daniel cried, his emotions suddenly bubbling up, "The Three Little Pigs?! Goodnight Moon? What can she even understand?"
"She understands more than you would think, which you would know if you'd been to see her!" Janet cried back at him angrily, "She's still Cassi you know! It's not that her knowledge is gone, it's that she can't handle the input she gets without her psychic powers! She *knows* she used to be smart, and it's ripping her up! It's not her fault you know!" Daniel slouched in his chair.
"I know" he said softly, "It's just......hard" Janet reached for his hand.
"Think how she feels. Everytime she can't do something she apologizes, or cries. She sits in her bed chanting 'I used to know'. Every time one of us gets discouraged she makes some silly little joke that doesn't make any sense, but it's the thought that counts. She feels like a burden"
"Once a good person, always a good person I guess" Daniel smiled. He looked up at Janet.
"I could wait just a few doors down from her room. Read her ancient legends to her?" he waved at his work, "This will all be here in a few hours" Janet leaned down and put a gentle kiss on his cheek.
"She'll be glad to hear that"