TITLE: Cat's Hoofs
DISCLAIMER: Buffy is property of Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon while Stargate belongs to Robert C. Cooper and
NOTES: Thanks to Ouida for the Beta
SUMMARY: AU-Buffy and Teyla have a conversation about the men in their lives.
"They are still sparring?"
Buffy nodded, never taking her eyes off Ronon and John. "Been two hours now. Wonder if they have that stamina elsewhere?" She raised an eyebrow at her best friend. "I wouldn't mind finding out".
"You are incorrigible." She laughed.
"Come on, like you never wondered." The Slayer grinned. "I've seen the looks you give John when no one is looking."
"Even if, and it is a big if, I liked him,” she sat down beside the blonde, "Who is to say he has any feelings for me?"
"He has eyes, Te, plus what about the time he smooched you.”
"He was possessed."
"Meh, Ying, yang.” She waved her off. "If it was possession, why not Lizzie, hell even Rodders." She took the older girls hand, “He likes you but is a typical guy. He needs a rocket up his heiney."
"Enough of me and Colonel Sheppard. What about you?" Teyla changed the subject. "You lecture me, when you are in the same position."
"Different entirely." Buffy shook her head, "Ronon, he is...Well, he's Ronon."
"I don't understand?"
"He is a friend, sort of and with my track record, I don't want to screw it up like I tend to do."
"You are scared it won't work out?"
"Sorta, plus I don't know how long I will be here for.” She took a sip of water.
"I understand", she turned to the Slayer “But like someone told me, you will never know, unless your grab the cat by the hoofs as you say."
The contents of Buffy's mouth spilt on to the floor as she snorted at the remark, causing everyone to turn and stare at her.
"Maybe your right." she stood holding a hand out to Teyla. "Now you wanna help me kick their ass for laughing at me?"
"That sounds enjoyable." the brunette smiled back at her. "Let's go kick some ass."