"Honey, we're ho..."
The announcement was cut off and interrupted by another voice, this one noticeably interrupted. "That's it, Xander. You're not getting another headset!"
The control room crew chuckled. They liked Willow and Xander. Willow was unlike any genius they'd ever worked with, not only able to understand their work effortlessly, but also able to talk to them on a personal level that Rodney McKay just wasn't capable of. Everyone liked Xander. He had an uncanny ability to say the funniest thing at just the right time. He was also able to throw McKay off kilter with little difficulty, often sending the head scientist off in frustrated irritation that left the crew amused for hours.
Elizabeth, John and Teyla met Buffy and the Scoobies in the hanger, watching as the Mystery Machine
disappeared into it's docking bay. The moment the doors opened, Xander jumped out at a full run with Willow chasing after him.
"Hey, Doc." Xander said as he sped by. "Sheppard, catch ya later. Halo 2 in my quarters."
"You know it." Sheppard shouted back before he was gone. Seeing the look on Elizabeth's face, he shrugged. "What?"
"Don't bother, Elizabeth." Buffy said, strolling off the ship, followed by Dawn and a tall, dark-skinned man in leathers and dreadlocks. "If he's anything like Xander, then he's already hopeless. Elizabeth, Sheppard, Teyla, this is Ronan Dex. Ronan, this is John Sheppard, in charge of the military complement here, Teyla Emmagen, leader of the Athosians, and Elizabeth Weir, commander of the base."
"Hey." He greeted them in a deep, cautious voice.
"Aye, well, we need to get you to the infirmary." Carson said, exiting the ship behind them. "Get you examined and those wounds properly attended to."
"I'm fine." He said.
"Humor him, Ronan." Buffy ordered. She hadn't taken her eyes off of Elizabeth. Now that she was back behind safe walls, her guard relaxed and her body began to burn at the sight and scent of her mate. "You've been on the run for I don't know how long, and I want to make sure you're all right. Besides, he'll want a base work-up for when you get injured. While you're doing that, I'll see if I can get Elizabeth to issue you quarters in the Scooby corridor. When you're done, find me, and I'll give you a tour."
"Slayer..." Ronan began.
"Do it, Ronan." Buffy interrupted in a hard voice, then she smiled slightly. "Or I won't spar with you."
The big man's eyes actually widened, then he growled. "Damn it!" He grabbed Carson by the collar and pushed him ahead. "C'mon, let's go."
Sheppard watched them leave with a grin. "I like him."
When no one responded, Sheppard turned back to the others, to see Buffy and Elizabeth staring at each other intently and ignoring everything else around them. Teyla was watching them with interest, sensing that she was seeing something important.
"Hey, are you two okay?" Sheppard asked, waving a hand in front of Elizabeth's face and causing her to stiffen in surprise.
Teyla's brow rose as Buffy's lip curled in a snarl behind Sheppard's back. She started to take a step forward when Elizabeth glanced at her before returning her attention to Sheppard. When she spoke, Teyla could tell that it was directed at them both. "I'm fine. I would like to speak with Buffy in private. We will meet in the conference room in a half an hour."
Teyla nodded and left. Sheppard looked back and forth between them for a moment, aware of the tenseness suddenly radiating from the blonde, but finally left as well. The moment he was out of the room, Buffy had Elizabeth in her arms and was kissing her hungrily. Caught by surprise, Elizabeth couldn't control her response and, with a low moan, her mouth opened to the insistent tongue begging for entrance. She'd always had a weakness for a strong lover. She felt Buffy's hand shift down to cup her ass and press their bodies closer, and almost became light-headed as a wave of need swamped her. In a swift move, Buffy had her braced up against the wall, her hands holding the the brunette's wrists against the smooth surface, as she used her knee to separate Elizabeth's thighs and step between them. So intent was she focused that Buffy didn't hear the doors open again.
"Elizabeth, I mean to tell you earlier..." Sheppard's voice broke through as he rounded the corner. "What the hell! Let her go!"
Thinking that Buffy was attacking his commander, Sheppard tackled the blonde and knocked her to the ground, jumping up immediately and standing in front of Elizabeth protectively, pushing her behind him. His shoving them apart made the back of Elizabeth's head hit the wall hard. Buffy rolled through the attack until she was back on her feet and instantly swung to face her attacker, growling in fury. Her every thought was swamped with need for her mate, and this male
was trying to keep them apart. Worse, he had hurt her mate in the process. She was going to kill him.
Everything had happened so fast that Elizabeth was still propped against the wall, trying to think past the need pounding through her and the stars in her vision from the contact with the wall. She shook her head to clear it, but before she could react, Buffy lashed out, moving so fast that he had no time to defend himself, and Sheppard found himself flying back out of the hanger bay to slam hard into the railing. It felt like he'd been hit by a brick wall. Before he could get back to his feet, Buffy had one knee in his chest and her hand closed around his throat in an iron grip. The glare in her eyes was like the first time he'd seen her.
In her quarters, helping Dawn with her classwork assignment, Willow stiffened and jumped to her feet, disappearing from the room before Dawn or Xander could even question her.
"Separate!" She yelled as soon as she reappeared next to the struggling combatants. Buffy flew backwards to land at Elizabeth's feet. "Elizabeth, grab her!"
Buffy was on her feet again and about to attack them both when strong arms wrapped around her from behind. She froze, torn between the desire to remain in her mate's hold and the need to eliminate the male trying to keep them apart. She heard Willow's whispered words right before they disappeared. After a moment, she calmed long enough to hear Elizabeth mutter nonsense words into the back of her head. Her voice was shaky and the arms around her were trembling slightly. Suddenly, she realized what she had been about to do.
"Oh, God." Her legs went weak and she dropped to her knees, dragging Elizabeth with her. "I almost killed him. Ohgodohgodohgod."
Elizabeth instinctively tightened her hold when Buffy tried to pull away. Somehow she just knew that if she let Buffy withdraw now, she'd run and keep running, no matter the cost to herself. She simply held the slayer as she cried. When the tears finally stopped, she kissed the top of Buffy's head and ducked down to look her in the eye. "Come on, take me for a ride. We still need to talk."
Soon, they were drifting in the planet's outer orbit.
"Buffy, what just happened?" Elizabeth asked.
"I don't know." Buffy said weakly, on the verge of tears once again. "All I could think was that he was keeping us apart, and that he hurt you. I could feel your pain, and all I wanted to do was kill him. I'm not supposed to be feeling your pain, Elizabeth, but I did, and I-I just snapped."
~~~ BtVS ~~ SG: Atlantis ~~~
"What happened to you?" Ronan asked Sheppard after Willow stepped away from the bed.
"Buffy attacked me." Sheppard growled hoarsely. The imprints of her fingers were clear on this throat.
Ronan's brow rose. "She wouldn't do that to a human unless they attacked her first. What did you do?"
"I tackled her." He admitted. "She was forcing herself on Elizabeth and I tried to stop her."
Ronan started laughing, making everyone glance over curiously. "Buffy has never forced herself on anyone. Did you actually see the woman struggling?"
Sheppard scowled, but Ronan continued. "You're talking about the commander, right?" Sheppard nodded. "The one who was staring at the Slayer like she wanted to drag her back into the ship and fuck her brains out?"
Sheppard stared at Ronan in shock. "What?"
"If those two aren't sleeping together already, then they will be soon." The Satedan shrugged, then stopped talking as Carson came back to where they were, trusty clipboard in hand. After a moment, Carson left them alone again. "Bit of advice. If she worked you over that bad, you should probably avoid her for a day or two, and next time, unless you actually see
someone struggling and fighting, stay out of it."