Chapter 1: Old Life, New Life
Chapter 1: Old Life, New Life
Disclaimer: BtVS and AtS characters belong to Joss Whedon / Mutant Enemy. Stargate characters belong to Robert C. Cooper and Brad Wright / SciFi Channel. I claim no rights to any copyrighted material. Please do not copy or take this story without my permission..
A/N: In response of challenge #1233 Post Chosen Crossover by rutterla.
A/N2: Just for those who were wondering, Wes saved Jack and Daniel during his 'Rogue Demon Hunter' days and became friends over a pint. They kept in touch over the years and he occasionally helped them with translations and such.
Colorado Springs, 6 months later…
Buffy stepped back through the gate into SGC headquarters from her latest trip offworld. She looked up to see the relieved face of her honey. He was proof-positive just how wonderful her life had become since leaving behind the burden of active Slayer. She still did the random dusting when she was on Earth, but left it up to Faith and the minis.
Faith kept her informed on the Gang through Angel. She was the only one who didn’t continue to press him for Buffy’s location. She occasionally wanted to join her big ‘sis’, but she refused to ask her to come back. She knew it was her
duty to be Slayer now, not Buffy’s. Well, her and the minis. Besides, she doubted that Buffy hung up her stake for good. The girl couldn’t just take herself out the fight and let innocents die. At least not for long.
But back to Buffy’s new life…the Stargate and real, non-slimy slug-like aliens who attacked mental patients. Andrew would have a field day with this – which was reason enough to keep it secret. Buffy still couldn’t believe how easy it was to get into the program. She surprised herself by working with the military again, despite her previous dealings with the Initiative. What decided it for her though was a comment that Wes had made before she left LA. ‘How fair would it be for people to judge all Slayers based on their interaction with Faith her first year in Sunnydale?’ he argued. ‘All I’m asking is that you give this group the same chance that you’d like someone to give you if the situation was reversed.’
And so far she hadn’t regretted her decision. Sure, there was the bad apples that tried to screw things up for the SGC – and she suspected that some of them were behind the Initiative as well, based on their reaction to seeing her there – but the people she worked with were mostly honorable and she was happy to be there with them.
“Welcome back, SG-7*. Infirmary, then debriefing at 1430,” General Hammond ordered.
Buffy followed her teammates out of the gateroom, with her honey falling into step next to her.
Colonel Jack O’Neill checked her over for injuries. “What went wrong? You were gone too long,” he complained quietly.
She just rolled her eyes at his hovering. He knew she was the Slayer, yet had to treat her like a fragile doll sometimes. Surprising thing was, he did it without pissing her off. “Just my luck, the planet believed in demons and were trying to sacrifice a girl to one.”
His head snapped towards her, not believing his blonde beauty’s luck. He thought Murphy had it in for him until he met Buffy Summers. “What happened?”
“It was an Unas that liked playing the part of Satan. What a loser!” she snorted derisively. “It’s like vamps claiming to be Dracula – like he isn’t a big enough drama queen without others adding to his ego.”
Jack grabbed her arm to whisper in her ear, “He’s real?”
“Oh yeah! I’ll tell you all about him tonight at O’Malley’s,” Buffy answered with a smile.
Later, at Jack’s house…
The two lovebirds were snuggling when Buffy’s cell started ringing with the tune of ‘My Special Angel’
by Bobby Helms. That was so she’d know it was Angel or one of his people. Jack’s eyes rolled at the weird humor of it. A song from the 50s seemed so out of place for his girl.
Angel started talking as soon as she answered, “Hey Buffy, where have you been?”
“Hi to you too, Angel,” she remarked pointedly.
“Sorry. It’s just that I’ve been trying to get a hold of you for almost a week now!” he tried to explain.
Buffy’s Slayer sense perked up at the tone in his voice. “What wrong?” She glanced at the calendar. “It isn’t apocalypse season, or is it a rogue one?”
Jack whispered in her ear, “Rogue apocalypse?” She just held up her hand to hold him off until she got the scoop from Angel.
Angel hesitated for just a second, not sure how to broach the subject even though he had been considering it for several days now. “Not exactly an apocalypse, but it’s something big. First thing though, do you still have your Slayer powers?”
Buffy sat up straight at the question. “Yes. Why? Has something happened to Faith?”
He quickly assured her while noticing that she only asked about the other Chosen Slayer and none of the others. Interesting
. “Not her, the minis. They’ve been losing their powers for the past month and no one can figure out why. Nothing Willow has tried has helped. She even tried to re-cast the activation spell.”
“So Faith and I are the only ones with powers anymore,” she concluded, biting her lip at the implications.
Angel confirmed her guess, “Yeah, and they’re looking for you even more now because there’s only the two of you. And they’re worried that you’re next.”
Buffy almost snorted at the Gang’s transparency. They were worried
about her. Yeah, right! More like they were trying to guilt her into coming back. “Fine. But I’ll go to them though. I still don’t want them to know where I am.”
He let out a deep sigh, saddened by the rift between Buffy and her former team. He remembered how tough it was when he tried to reconnect with AI. “Don’t you think it’s about time to forgive them?”
“Have they asked
me to?” she inquired, knowing the answer already.
Angel, not wanting to get in the middle of it, quietly admitted, “Not exactly.”
She could tell by what he wasn’t saying what they really thought. “I’ll take that to mean that they’re still saying I skipped out on my duty.”
“Look at it from their point of view--” he tried.
Buffy cut him off, “I did…for seven years
, Angel. If Faith can understand what I’m doing, then they have no right to cast stones at me. As the only other Chosen, she’s the only one who gets the pressure of destiny. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. Just tell them I’ll be there as soon as I can,” she said before abruptly hanging up. She really didn’t want to get into a fight with Angel over something that was between her and the Gang.
Airplane, 2 days later…
Buffy, Jack and Daniel were on their way to Cleveland to the American Council Headquarters. Sam and Teal’c stayed behind because their symbiote presences originally pinged as evil on Buffy’s Slayer sense and only after spending time with them did she learn how to tell the difference – though she still couldn’t distinguish between Tok’ra and Goa’uld.
She had tried to get the other two to stay behind as well, but Jack insisted on being there to back her up. No way was he going to leave his love at the mercy of those who turned their backs on her during a crucial battle. Buffy was partly scared that when he heard their side of the story – which she was sure they would share – that he’d agree with them and call her a selfish and foolish little girl and leave her.
The same went for Daniel, although her feelings were decidedly different for him than for Jack. He was the big brother she never had – even going so far as to try to threaten Jack if he ever hurt her. Buffy smiled at the memory of that conversation and leaned into Jack’s embrace. He just tightened his grip and kissed the side of her head.
Then he turned to catch Space Monkey’s eye. They communicated silently that they wouldn’t allow anyone to hurt their girl. If the others started to trash her in their presence, they would simply grab her and go. Neither one was going into this blindly.
What Buffy didn’t know was that they had talked to Faith about what happened. Her nightmares when she first arrived had Jack thinking the worst and Faith basically confirmed everything. At least the parts that she knew about.
A/N1: *No clue on the SG designation, hopefully it isn’t one that shows up a lot doing something else.
A/N2: Next…Showdown in Cleveland.