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Don't have a title for this series yet, but apparently I need one since I've been bitten by a Daniel/Janet bug. These are sequels to my earlier fic, Risk. Thanks to

teddibear for beta.

Part 1: Risk

Title: Consequences
Author: Lionchilde
Summary: AU On the blanket beside Janet, Daniel bit his lip. "Maybe I should, um, go sit by Jack or something," he decided.

Rating: G
Length: Around 600 words
Category: Gen
Pairings/Charaters: Daniel/Janet; team; Cassie Fraiser
A/N: Sequel to Risk. Set early Season 4ish. Written for

fic101.

Consequences

The lake was a place that Cassie had always loved. It wasn't often that the whole team was able to spend a Saturday here, and even though she had fun when it was just herself and Janet, having everyone there usually put a day long grin on the Hankan girl's face. Today she wandered away from the picnic and went down to the water's edge, where they could just make out her figure slumped in the sand with her knees drawn up to her chest.

On the blanket beside Janet, Daniel bit his lip. "Maybe I should, um, go sit by Jack or something," he decided.

"No," Janet's hand moved to brush his fingers. He smiled hesitantly and kissed her cheek, but his eyes drifted back toward her daughter.

"I'll talk to her," Sam offered, pushing herself to her feet.

She absently brushed off her pants as she moved, and walked down to the lake's edge, where she sat down beside Cassie. She wrapped her arms around her knees and rested her cheek on them, vaguely wondering why she'd bothered brushing the sand off of her pants when she'd gotten up from the picnic.

Cassie turned to look at her, and she pushed the thought aside. "You okay?" she asked.

"I dunno," Cassie shrugged, glancing over her shoulder toward the picnic.

"You upset with your mom?" Sam frowned.

"No…" Cassie said thoughtfully.

"With Daniel? It's okay if you are, y'know," Sam assured her.

"Mmm-mmm," Cassie shook her head. "Not really. It's just--weird."

"Yeah, it is a little," Sam agreed.

"I just don't know how I'm supposed to feel," confessed Cassie.

"How do you feel?" Sam asked.

"Grossed out. I went downstairs to say hi when they came home from the movies the other night and he was kissing her in the kitchen. I know they didn't know I was awake, but still," related Cassie.

"Mark and I caught Dad kissing a girl in the garage once a few years after Mom died," Sam told her.

Cassie laughed a little, then sighed heavily. "That's the other thing. I mean, I'm just starting to really get used to things here. Is he supposed to be my dad now?"

"No," promised Sam with a shake of her head. "Not unless you want him to someday."

***

Daniel felt his stomach tighten as Sam and Cassie approached. He started to pull his hand away from Janet's, but her fingers tightened meaningfully on his. Cassie, however, was smiling brightly as they reached the picnic blanket. She fell to her knees in the grass beside it and began rooting through the basket. Daniel glanced questioningly toward Sam, but the only response he got was a wink.

"The ducks are here," Cassie said, looking up at them. "You two want to come help feed them?"

"Why don't we all go?" Daniel suggested with a smile. In another year or two, feeding ducks would be the last thing on Cassie's mind, and he knew the team wouldn't have many more opportunities like this. He climbed to his feet and offered Janet a hand, then glanced toward Jack and Teal'c, who were already putting away the chess board to come with them.

Title: Consequences
Author: Lionchilde
Summary: AU "I can feel her...I can taste her..."

Rating: PG
Length: Around 200 words
Category: H/C
Pairings/Charaters: Daniel/Janet
A/N: Sequel to Risk/Consequences. Set early Season 5ish. Written for

fic101.

Real and Imagined

Daniel jolted awake and sat up in bed, pulling the covers with him. Janet woke when he did and pushed herself up in alarm. Her arm slid softly around him, and she could feel the muscles of his back quivering. He drew in a shaky breath and let it out again.

"Did you have that dream again?" she frowned. He'd told her that in the first few weeks following Sha're's death, he'd relived the experience that he'd had in Ammaunet's ribbon device almost every night. That had been more than a year ago, now, though. This was the third night in a row that he'd woken from the old dream sweaty and shaking.

"It--it seems so real," he nodded. "I can feel her--I can taste her."

"You okay?" she asked, drawing him back against her.

She guided his head down against her breast, stroking his hair soothingly, and he gave another nod. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to keep doing this. I--I don't know what's going on."

"You can't control your dreams," Janet shook her head.

"I know that. I just…feel like I shouldn't…"

"Sha're will always be part of you, Daniel," Janet told him quietly. "Let her be."