The Face in the Mirror

Season: anytime after season 1.

Spoilers: none that I know of.

Summary: Cassie struggles with a mission gone wrong.

Disclaimer: I don't own She Spies. Weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth had no affect. MGM won't let me have them.

Hey everyone! Yes, I know, you're wondering what's going on. 'Why does this story fall under She Spies and not Stargate?' you may be asking yourself. Don't worry! I have not abandoned Stargate. I've just really wanted to write for She Spies for a while, and they have finally answered my emails to add it as a category.

Second, I'd just like to give a shout out to any other She Spies fans out there who have come across this story. I hope you like it. I've been thinking for a while that we should have this category on the site, so here we are! Enjoy! And please do feedback. I'd love to hear what you think!



"Ah, ladies, welcome back," Quentin Cross looked up from the folder in his hands as Cassie, Shane, and DD walked into She Spies headquarters. "I take it your mission was a success?"

"Piece of cake."

"A cinch."

"An ace in the hole."

"We kicked their butts, Mr. Cross."

"That's what I like to hear. I take it Mr. Jacobs has been taken into custody."

He stared expectantly at them as his question was met with silence. The women shuffled their feet and looked at each other as if daring the others to make them be the one to tell him.


"Mr. Cross, I've got that surveillance footage you asked for," Duncan approached.

"Thank you, Duncan. Ladies, as you were saying?"

"Duncan, did you do something different with your hair," DD questioned with sudden interest.

Duncan smiled and ran a hand self-consciously over his head.

"A quarter of an inch off the sides. Do you like it?"


"Oh yeah. It really works for you."


"Whoa, Cassie, you're bleeding!" Duncan exclaimed, reaching for the arm Cassie was holding against her stomach. DD and Shane started fussing as well.

"I thought you said it wasn't that bad."

"You need to get this looked at."

Cassie tried to shake them off, looking uncomfortable at the attention.

"Would someone please explain to me what is going on?!"

They immediately stilled. Shane cleared her throat and looked at her friends but finally decided to be the brave one.

"Um, it just so happens that Jacobs is dead."

Mr. Cross stared hard at them.


"Well, Shane and I were searching his house while Cassie kept watch outside," DD stepped in. "He arrived home, and Cassie tried to grab him, but he ran into the woods behind his house."

"And then what happened?"

"I chased him for about four miles," Cassie entered her point of view not looking at any of them. "Then he tripped over the edge of a cliff. I tried to pull him up, but he fell anyway."

"So I take it he won't be bothering us anymore?"

"No," she shook her head.

"Very well, you're free to go. And, Miss McBane, make sure you have that arm looked at."

"Will do," she said, heading for the elevator.


She turned back to look at him.

"You know there was nothing you could have done differently."

"I know," she gave him a small smile that didn't quite reach her eyes and turned back to the elevator.

Duncan and Mr. Cross watched as Shane and DD put their arms around Cassie's shoulders and got into the elevator. Mr. Cross then turned back to the information Duncan had handed him.

"Cassie didn't look so good," Duncan said, still looking towards the elevator.

"They've all had a long day. I'm sure she'll be fine," he said without looking up.


Well, there's part 1. I know it's short, but I needed to get warmed up a little, right? Please let me know what you think. I will be updating very soon. Lots of love!