Summary: Another "Stop the wedding!" (I couldn't help myself)

Spoilers: Anything with Pete, and all of Season 6 (Jonas) and Heroes, Affinity, Smoke & Mirrors and probably Threads & Moebius in later chapters.

Disclaimer: blah blah I don't own them yada yada yada

a/n: this just had to come out, so bear with me, also, I changed some facts, and rearranged events, and things will happen differently in my little world of SG-1.

CHAPTER 3

Cassie awoke with a start. She was staying at her old house, before leaving again for college. She had decided to not sell it, and keep it as a remembrance, and hopefully to live in it full time, as her dream was to become the CMO of Cheyenne Mountain, as her adoptive mother, Janet Frasier had done. She heard something or someone moving outside her house, and after hearing a key scrape the lock, decided it was probably Sam, and turned over in her bed, and fell back asleep, she would talk to Sam in the morning.

The next morning, she walked down for breakfast, only to find none other than Janet Fraiser sitting at the kitchen table, eating Cheerio's and reading the morning paper.

"Oh my god, I'm dreaming, good night." And she executed a crisp about-face, and turned to leave the room.

"No, honey, it's really me." Cassie found Janet at her elbow, grasping it gently, and leading her to the table. Cassie resisted, saying,

"Are you someone else, using one of those mimic devices?"

"Cassandra Frasier, it is your mother, now come and eat and I will tell you about it once you eat." Janet commanded. Cassie reluctantly sat down, and started to poke holes in her toast. She looked up, saw Janet staring her down, and halfheartedly started to nibble at the maimed toast.

"Mom, please tell me what's going on." Cassie said, wanting to know how this was possible.

"Hon, I ascended when I died, and last night I descended. It seems Oma really didn't like us insolent humans."

Cassie sat in awe, wondering who Oma was, and wondering if this was really possible. The next thing she knew, Sam was beside her, bathing her forehead in water.

"Sam?" she asked, trying to sit up.

"Hey Cass," she said, gently pushing her down onto the bed. "Yeah, that was Janet, I had her checked out at the infirmary last night." She said, responding to the questioning look on Cassie's face. "She's downstairs, you wanna talk to her?" she asked.

Cassie nodded, and as Sam walked downstairs to get Janet, Cassie steeled herself for a conversation with the mother she had thought she had lost.