By: Gypsy Druid
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from BtVS, SG-1 or SGA. I’m just borrowing them, and I have to get them back before someone notices that they’re missing. Unfortunately, no profit has been or will ever be made from this story.
Spoilers: Alternate Ending for BtVS Series Finale, ‘Chosen’, and Alternate Beginning for Stargate: Atlantis Series Pilot, ‘Rising’ Parts I & II
Rated R for Violence (c’mon… It’s Buffy & the Gang & the SG Teams vs. the Wraith. There should be blood and body parts flying everywhere) and Sex (Some M/F and some F/F, but nothing too explicit)
Pairing: Buffy/Weir, Possibly Others TBD (Sorry I forgot to add this before, everybody)
A/N: The Scooby got a lot more serious after Buffy’s death, although they should lighten up after being reunited.
A/N: This story has not been beta-read. Simply because I couldn’t find a beta-reader. If anyone notices anything blatantly wrong, please let me know.
Anything I’ve missed (disclaimer related) I can’t think of it at the moment, but it still applies.
“C’mon, B, we gotta get out of here.” Faith screamed, drawing her attention from Spike. “The whole thing’s coming down.
“Go on, luv.” Spike managed through clenched teeth. “Take care of the Niblet for me, yeah?”
Buffy nodded tearfully and backed away. With a last whispered goodbye, she turned and ran for the entrance to the hellmouth. Just as she cleared the last ledge, there was a violent tremor, making her stumble into the path of a large boulder, which pinned her to the side of the wall.
“B!” Faith cried, flinching at the older Slayer’s agonized scream. She was at the blonde’s side in an instant, struggling to push the boulder aside, even though she suspected it wouldn’t matter.
“Faith, stop.” Buffy coughed. Faith looked up to see blood in her mouth. “Faith, my body’s crushed. It’s the only thing keeping me alive right now.”
“No! I can get you out!” Faith was crying. Despite their differences, Buffy was the closest thing she had to family. “I can’t leave you here!”
“Faith, listen to me!” Buffy grabbed her leather jacket and pulled her closer. “You have to take care of them, okay. You have to take care of the Scoobies and the Potentials, but especially D-Dawn. Willow and G-Giles have legal guardians-ship of her, but y-you have to h-help.” Buffy coughed again and blood trickled down to her chin. “You can do this. Remember that I believe in you until you can believe in yourself.”
Another violent tremor reminded them of what little time they had. “Get out of here. Take care of them and tell them that I love them.”
Gathering the last of her strength, Buffy shoved Faith as hard as she could, sending the dark Slayer flying back down the entranceway. Before Faith could get back to her feet, the opening collapsed, blocking her way back.
” She screamed. “Buffy!
She moved the rocks until she had no choice but to run or die.
“I’ll take care of them, B.” Faith whispered as she ran. “I swear it.”
Buffy laid her head back against the wall and cried softly as her sensitive ears heard Faith’s screaming on the other side of the rocks separating them. She sighed in relief when Faith finally, finally ran out of the collapsing hellmouth. A sigh which was immediately followed by a moan of pain. Then, everything suddenly stopped, and Buffy looked up to see a glowing white something floating before her.
“Hello, Buffy.” A soft, familiar voice spoke.
“Who are you?” Buffy asked.
The glow shifted and faded into a familiar figure. It was also one that the First had rarely used. “Tara?”
“I’m not the First, Buffy.” Tara quickly assured her, walking up and taking Buffy’s hand. “I Ascended when I died. A good Ascending, not like your mayor.”
Tears trickled down pale cheeks. “I’m sorry things got so out of control with Willow. I should have been paying attention more, but I was too wrapped up in my own misery.”
“It’s not your fault.” Tara told her. “It was going to happen sooner or later anyway.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I know, but rest assured that it was necessary.”
“Okay.” Buffy figured that it wasn’t worth arguing about, especially now. “Are you here to take me back to Heaven?”
Tara’s expression turned sad. “Actually, I’m here to ask you to stay, in a matter of speaking.”
Buffy laid her head down on the boulder and sighed, not even really surprised.
“Please, hear me out.” Tara begged.
“Only for you, Tara.” Buffy whispered wearily.
“When I said that I was asking, I meant it. The Powers That Be don’t know that I’m here. This place, in the moment of your death, they can’t see into. Only the Ascended can travel here, and only to those that have earned it.”
“You’d better talk fast, then, cause we don’t have much time.”
“We have all the time we need. Time has no meaning here.”
“Oh, all right then.”
“There is a war going on, being fought by human Champions, against an alien race that wants to rule the universe. Thousands of years ago, a race called the Anqueetas created a way to travel instantly between worlds in different galaxies, kind of like a highway. Another race, called the Goa’uld, discovered the highway and used it to travel to other planets and take people as hosts and slaves. They came here, took a bunch of people to different planets and said that they were gods, until one of them tried to take a Slayer.”
Buffy smirked. “Let me guess, it didn’t take?”
Tara chuckled. “No, it didn’t. the demon essence of the Slayer rejected the foreign invader. It’s the same reason why Slayers can’t be turned.”
“So, what happened?”
“The Slayer treated the Goa’uld like all the other demons. Eventually, humans rose up, dove the Goa’uld away and buried the Stargate.”
“So somebody unburied it and now we’re back to square one and I’m supposed to help fight the Goolds?”
Tara grinned at the mispronunciation. “Not exactly. For now, it’s the humans’ problem. There will come a time when Slayers will have to get involved, but that will be Faith’s job.”
“So what do you need me for?”
“First, I want you to know that this is completely your choice. If you wish, you can remain dead and at peace. Even Willow will not be able to bring you back this time, because you’re dying in a cave-in.”
“All right, let’s hear it.”
“When I died, an Ascended called Oma Desala came to me. In the place where they live, time has no real meaning, like here. We can see the past, the present and the future. The near Ascension of one of the Goa’ulds is one of the reasons why The Powers That Be allowed the Slayer Awakening spell to work. Oma Desala wanted my help with a future threat. While trying to fight this Super Goa’uld, the humans will discover the lost city of the Anqueetas in a far away galaxy, and they will accidentally awaken creatures called the Wraith, who use humans for food.”
“What does this have to do with me?”
“The Anqueetas, or Ancients as they’re now called, helped populate the Earth, and today there are people with their genetics lying dormant in their DNA. You are the only Slayer, since the beginning, that has the Ancient gene. If you agree, you will be taken to Atlantis to help fight the Wraith with the Stargate team when they arrive. You will be placed in stasis, a kind of deep sleep, until the Wraith are awakened. Your Slayer abilities will be evolved and the Wraith will not be able to feed off of you because of the demon essence. Oma Desala and I have already put plans in place in case you agree.”
“How long will I have to wait?”
“A century. You’ll wake up every few decades at the height of the Wraith’s cullings and we will provide you with the weapons that you prefer. You’ll know how to operate the Stargate as well as your stasis chamber to put yourself back to sleep. The first time you awaken, your last memory will be of throwing Faith. You will know that you made this choice willingly, but you will only have a vague recollection of this.”
Buffy thought hard. She was tired of fighting, but she had to admit, in the past few years, she had grown to love the hunt and the kill. That was scaring the crap out of her. This time, however, it was her choice. If she wanted to continue fighting this time, it was be her decision. She would get to rest and recharge for having to fight again. Could she do it? Did she even want to? Then she thought of Dawn, Willow, Xander and Giles. Even Faith and Kennedy and all the other Potentials turned Slayers. She couldn’t let them became food for some monster from another planet. Finally, she focused on Tara once again. “I have a few conditions.”
Tara grinned again. “I figured you would.”
“I have to tell the others. I can’t just leave them.”
“You never ask for anything small, do you?” Tara sighed. “Once they are all asleep at the same time, I can pull them into a dreamscape where you can talk to them.”
“You said that this is something that’s going to happen in the future. Can they be given the chance to join me if they wish?”
“I already made plans for that. Everything will be set in motion if you agree, but you can’t tell them.”
“All right.” Buffy said after a moment. “For Dawn and the others, I’ll do it.”
“Oh, I almost forgot that there might be a side effect to your evolved abilities.”
“A side effect?”
Tara’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “You might feel the urge to mate.”
“What?!” Buffy exclaimed as Tara turned into a white glowy thing again. “What do you mean, mate
But Tara had already disappeared, and the moment of her death continued. She was still thinking about it when she took her last breath.