Title: Monkey Daddy
Author: Maeve Bran
Summarry: Daniel returns.
Notes:This set during “The Shroud” 10.14. Also written for the Ninja Daniel challenge that Michael Shanks has issued at several conventions.
Prompt: Family Gatherings
Disclaimer: I own niether Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Stargate SG1 serries. I am just having some unprofitable fun.
Raiting: FR 13
Word Count: 1331
Buffy had just finished changing little Jonathon’s diaper when Clem escorted Xander Harris into the nursery.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t make it earlier, Buff,” Xander said as Buffy turned around.
“Xander!” Buffy exclaimed as she turned around to rush to him. She held her son in her arms and Xander wrapped them both in a big bear hug.
“So this is the little guy that is causing such a fuss at the Slayer Headquarters,” Xander said as he stepped back to really look at the baby.
“Yep, this is Jonathon Rupert Jackson. Want to hold him?” Buffy said proudly.
“Sure.” Xander said as Buffy handed the baby over. “Hello Jonathon. I’m your Uncle Xander.”
Buffy looked on with tears of happiness in her eyes. She had missed Xander when the others had visited, but Willow had said he had been in remote Africa and been unable to get to Colorado Springs in time.
“So how did you get here? Willow had said you were off in remote Africa,” Buffy asked when Xander handed the baby back to her.
“Willow’s message got to me once I reached Cairo with the new Slayer. When we got to London I managed to get the first flight here.” Xander explained.
“Well, I’m glad you’re here,” Before Buffy could say anything more, the phone rang.
“Buffy here,” Buffy answered. “Yes, sir. I will be right there.”
“Something wrong?” Xander asked when she hung up.
“All General Landry would say was that they found Daniel and he’d tell me the rest when I got to the base,” Buffy replied slightly panicked. She started gathering together a diaper bag. “Can you drive us to the Base? I don’t think I can do it.”
“Sure thing,” Xander said as he followed Buffy out the door.
A couple hours later Buffy was alone with Daniel in the isolation room on the Odyssey. Only Daniel wasn’t himself- he was a Prior. Buffy had been warned but it was a shock to see just the same. Her husband was all pasty white and scarred.
“Buffy,” greeted Daniel.
“Daniel,” she returned with relief when he sounded so like himself.
“So I guess you had the baby,” he observed.
“Yeah. Two weeks ago,” She answered. “I suppose I should tell you, you have a son.”
“A son,” Daniel said reverently with wonder spreading over his face.
It was that moment when Buffy realized that, no matter what Merlin and Adria had done to Daniel, he was still the man she loved. She crossed the room to him and briefly kissed him. Daniel looked up at her in surprise. Her hand grasped his bound hand.
“I named him Jonathon Rupert.”
“Thank you,” He said softly as he grasped her fingers as best he could.
“You’re welcome. I figured it would be a good name for our son to live up to,” Buffy said. “So my time is up and I have to get back to our son. I know you’re probably going to do something brave and foolish so I won’t ask you not to. I will ask that you come back. Alive. We have lots to talk about.”
“I’ll come back, alive, I promise,” Daniel vowed.
“Good,” Buffy said just before she kissed him again and walked a way to be beamed down to the base.
Buffy waited with Xander and Jonathon for SG1 and General O’Neill to return from sending the Sangraal to the Ori Galaxy. She couldn’t sit still. She kept pacing and sitting and fidgeting.
“I hate this part,” Buffy said.
“I know. It is hard to be the one waiting. It was the hardest part of being your friend- all the times that it was your fight. I always knew I could only go so far to help. But Buffy sometimes you just have to let the ones you love fight their own fights,” Xander said wisely.
“I know that. It’s just I’m used to being the one doing the fighting,” Buffy said as she gently bounced Jonathon, more for her own comfort than his.
Xander left to get quarters of his own so he could get some sleep leaving Buffy and Jonathon alone. Buffy put Jonathon in the crib that Jack had given Buffy as a baby gift. She lay down on the bed holding one of Daniel’s shirts to her as she quietly sobbed herself to sleep.
It was hours later, sometime in the wee small hours of the morning when Daniel slipped into his quarters. He found Buffy curled up on the bed asleep. He moved to sit beside her. He gently brushed the hair out of her eyes and kissed her forehead.
It felt good to only have himself in his mind. Daniel was happy to have Merlin gone and in complete control of his actions. Most importantly he was happy to be home with Buffy and his son. His son- that was a sobering thought.
“Hey,” Buffy said softly as she woke up. “Daniel. You’re back.” She threw herself into his arms.
“Yeah, I’m back to being me,” Daniel said as he wrapped his arms tight around her.
“I never doubted you would be,” Buffy lied bravely before kissing him soundly.
After reassuring her that he was indeed whole and alive, Daniel stood and walked to the crib. Buffy joined him. She wrapped her arm around his waist and leaned her head against him.
“Hello, Jonathon. I’m your Dad,” Daniel said reverently as he reached down to pick him up. But he stopped just shy of actually picking up the baby.
Buffy untangled herself from Daniel and picked up Jonathon. She brushed a kiss against the baby’s head before she handed him over to Daniel. He too, brushed a kiss against Jonathon’s head.
Buffy drank in the sight of her husband holding their son. It was so right. Daniel looking all normal and not pasty and scarred. He was gazing down at their son in awe and wonder. Buffy was as happy as she had ever been but there were words that needed saying.
Daniel must have realized it too because he placed his son back in the crib. He took Buffy’s hand and led her to sit on the bed. He sat down beside her.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t here for Jonathon’s birth. I wanted to.” Daniel started.
“I know. You couldn’t because you and Merlin had a plan,” Buffy said exasperatedly. “I get that it was important – on a saving the galaxy level.” Daniel looked disbelievingly at her. “I really do. The things I had to give up to keep the world safe makes sure I understand. But understanding does not erase the feelings of loneliness and abandonment I felt giving birth to your son without you.”
Daniel pulled her to him and wrapped his arms around her. “I know. Sorry doesn’t change anything.” Daniel stroked her back and assured her, “I’m here now.”
“Yes, you are,” Buffy said as she looked up at him. She placed a hand on his jaw, “And so normal looking.”
“There is that,” Daniel laughed. He bent down and kissed her “That reminds me, why did you kiss me when I was a Prior?”
“I was just letting you know that if you stayed like that forever, I’d still love you.” Buffy said seriously before adding as a joke. “The Prior look is actually kind of cute on you and way better than a Vamp in game face.”
Daniel looked at her and saw an under laying seriousness to the apparently glib words. He shook his head, “I should have known that after Vampires, Priors aren’t that scary- looking anyway. I was worried that if I got stuck like that you wouldn’t want to look at me again.”
“Daniel, I don’t care what you look like just as long as you’re here.” Buffy reemphasized.
“Oh I am definitely here,” Daniel said as he kissed her again. He then proceeded to show her just how present he was.