A/N: Thus begins the crossover! By my calculations Cassie is eighteen and in her last year of high school, and given 'Heroes' aired in February that's about when everything is happening. Again, I'm assuming the American and the Canadian semesters work the same way (except I still don't understand how that grade point average thing works.) This is also an 'up-to-date' chapter for those of you who aren't avid Stargate fans, and are going 'Cassie who?'

As well, for those of you who read my other stories (and if you don't -- do so!) the new chapters will be up in a few days

Chapter 6 – Thoughts

Cassandra Frasier sat on her back porch, looking up at the stars. She tried to find the one that used to be her home, but it was lost amongst all the twinkling lights.

Just like me, she thought bitterly.

It has only been two weeks since her mom's funeral. The third parent she had to watch being buried – the second family she's lost. Cassie berated herself silently; your entire family's not dead. There's still Sam, and Jack and Danny…

But Cassie knew it wasn't the same. Even though Janet wasn't her birth mom, the woman had been her mom in every sense of the word. They had been a family, and now that family was dead. Janet was a doctor; she wasn't supposed to die on another planet. She was supposed to stay safe on the base.

But Janet was dead, and she wasn't coming back.

Behind her, she could hear Sam Carter working away on her computer. It was after midnight, and the Major still hadn't thought to tell Cassie to go to bed, especially since it's a school night.

Mom will have a fit…

Tears swelled in Cassie's eyes. She kept forgetting; she'd go to tell her mom about her day; ask her mom what she thought about a sweater; ask her what's for dinner.

Ask her why she wasn't coming home.

So now home was with Sam. But Cassie knew that wouldn't last. One of these days, Jack or Daniel or even General Hammond would come knocking on her door – looking at her with sad eyes, trying to find the words to tell her another member of her family had died. Cassie has no illusions over how dangerous the work SG-1 did; after all, she did almost succeed in helping a Goa'uld wipe out the Earth – not that she knew about it at the time.

After all, she had only been twelve years old at the time Nirrti wiped out her people; all an elaborate plot to trick the SGC into taking her back to Earth with them so the naquadah bomb that Nirrti had planted in her chest would destroy the Stargate. Everyone had barely survived that attack, and there were hundred other close calls…

And one day they would all go on a mission and not come back.

Cassie laughed softly, wiping the tears from her eyes.

God, I'm depressing myself. It's not as if I'm dead, I have my whole future ahead of me…

The future…something that seemed so far away at one point now seemed so close. What did she want to do with her life? Become a doctor like her mom? Try and join the SGC?

There were a hundred things she could do with her life. She had family and friends to support her, and love her.

So…why did she feel so…so…lost?

Behind her she could hear Sam starting to turn of lights, and decided she'd better head to bed as well. So lost in her thoughts as she was, she didn't notice the pair of eyes staring at her from the darkness.

Cassie got out of the car and waved good-bye to Sam. The morning had started off normal; Sam had cooked breakfast, forgetting again that she couldn't cook. Cassie had serious doubts that Sam could boil water successfully. And this woman was able to unlock the mysteries behind advanced alien technology?

But Cassie had eaten the food without comment, distracted from the taste by last night's dream. It had started like all her other dreams for the last month – about her mom. But the dream soon changed.

She was out in the woods and she knew someone was there, but Cassie couldn't see anything through the dense bush. Suddenly paths began to appear in the forest, and she could hear voices calling her. She recognized the voices instantly as her mom, and Sam, and all the others she called family and friends. Telling her what to do, what to choose, whom to be.

Cassie covered her ears and yelled for them to be quiet but they didn't listen. This was when Cassie usually awakened in a cold sweat, laying on a tear soaked pillow. But this time she didn't awaken; instead, she heard a voice.

"It'll be okay."

The girl turned around to see a new small trail; barely visible and hardly used, but there. At the opening, a blond girl sat on a rock, smiling at Cassie.

"It'll be okay," the girl repeated.

Cassie didn't recognize her, but she suddenly felt safe. For some reason, she believed the girl, but had to ask, "How do you know?"

The smile never wavered.

"Because I heard your call"

That was when Cassie woke up. The girl kept playing the dream over in her mind, but she couldn't understand whom the girl was. Had she just been a figment of her imagination?

AS she walked up the steps of the school, Cassie looked around for her friend, Erica Spence. Since her mom's death, Erica was the only one of her friend's that Cassie felt she could really talk to. Erica's own mom had died when she was young, so she was the only person not asking, 'Are you okay?' constantly. The two had first met had a SGC barbeque, since Erica's dad was a leader for one of the SG teams.

They had become friends instantly and Erica practically lived at Cassie's house on the weekends. Though, Cassie rarely went over to Erica's. Not that Cassie minded – there was something about Mr. Spence that unnerved Cassie. Since Erica never said anything bad about her dad, and her mom had liked him, Cassie had chalked it up to her imagination.

Cassie finally spotted her friend across the yard talking to someone. Erica turned and waved to Cassie when she heard her name, and talked to the person for a moment before catching up with the waiting girl. Cassie narrowed her eyes to get a better look, but all she could see was a girl with blonde hair.

"Who was that?" she asked as they walked to their first class.

Erica smiled and said, "Just a friend."

Cassie looked at her friend more closely. Erica was always cheerful – it was one of the reasons she was so popular (that, and the dark-haired, green-eyed girl was gorgeous) – but she was practically glowing.

"She must be more than 'just a friend' if she's got you this chipper," Cassie teased, smirking, knowing the slightly prudish girl would catch the innuendo.

But instead of getting embarrassed and stuttering like usual, Erica's smile grew.

"I was kinda…lost, and she found me."

The class started and the two girls set their minds toward trying to understand the teacher's explanations on Shakespeare. But one thought kept running through Cassie's head.

I wish someone could find me.

Cassie sat on the porch, again, and looked up at the stars. The house was dark; Sam having become so absorbed in her work that she hadn't yet realized the time. The girl thought again about Erica's friend, wondering why the girl had seemed familiar – even though Cassie couldn't get a good look at her.

Found her when she was lost, huh? I wonder if there's anyone out there who could find me?

A rustling of leaves broke Cassie out of her thoughts.

"Is there someone there?" Cassie asked nervously, edging towards the patio door.

A disembodied voice answered, "You called?"

TBC