Prologue: Making a Change
Protector or Slayer?
Summary: What if the vision lied about the Shadowmen creating the Slayer…at least a little bit. WARNING: Scooby-hating in the aftermath of ‘Chosen’
Warning: Bad words/feelings during the showdown.
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..
Timeline: BtVS – post- ‘Chosen’
& SG-1 – early S3. AU in that Buffy’s SG-team goes to the planet during the episode ‘Demons’
. Gotta love the irony. Futz with the years to make them match, ‘k?
A/N: In response of challenge #1233 Post Chosen Crossover by rutterla:I didn't like how Buffy could so easily forgive the gang for kicking her out of her own house. I'm challenging all the wonderful fanfic writers to write a story about the following:
At the end of Chosen, everybody in the bus drives to LA because of the injured. The Scooby Gang believes everything can go back to the way they use to be, but Buffy knows differently. She can't forgive them for what they did to her. She goes to Angel at Wolfram & Hart and explains to him what happened and asks him to give her a new identity and help her move to someplace else. She leaves a letter with Angel to the gang and disappears into the night. She moves to Colorado Springs where she meets up with SG1. (more)Prologue: Making a Change
Angel handed Buffy the amulet that was to help her win the battle with the First. Then he asked how things were going. Instead of swallowing her hurt like she normally did, Buffy broke down and told him how the Gang had thrown her aside for Faith when she wanted to go back to the vineyard.
He hesitated before offering his honest opinion, “It was a bad idea to take untested fighters with you. You know that, don’t you?”
Buffy wiped her eyes and answered, “I suppose, but it’s not like I had much choice in the matter. We needed to do something and nobody was offering any better options. Besides, does that really give them the right to throw me away after seven years for someone who has never had to lead?”
“No, they were wrong about that. So what are you planning to do about it?” he asked gently.
She shrugged, “I don’t know, but I know I can’t make that decision when I’m around them. If I survive this, I’m going to ask Faith to take over so I can leave and get my head back together.”
Angel felt a weight lift from him at hearing the lack of anger in her voice when she said Faith’s name. “So she wasn’t part of the mutiny?”
Buffy shook her head, “Only inadvertently. We were fighting about her taking the Potentials out drinking and dancing when there’s so much danger surrounding us. That led to the wannabes complaining that I was a bitch and she was so much cooler. Then the Spike issue came up and all hell broke loose. Faith chased after me when my baby sis ordered me out of the house I’m paying for, so I know that she didn’t mean for that to happen.”
“Where was your protector, Spike, during all this?” he inquired caustically, surprised that his grandchilde would let this happen.
She shot him an annoyed look. “Chill, Angel. He and Andrew were chasing down a lead. When he got back and found out what happened, he tore them a new one and fought with Faith, thinking she was responsible for it. Then he tracked me down and convinced me not to give up.”
“And I really was going to Angel. If he hadn’t come along, I doubt that I would have had the heart to put up much of a fight for any baddie that came across me. I sure as hell wouldn’t have gone after the Scythe,” she finished explaining.
Angel wasn’t sure he wanted the answer, but needed to ask anyway, “Do you love him?”
Buffy took a deep breath while she considered what she felt for the bleached vamp. “In a way. But probably not in the way that he wants
“What about me?” he wondered with a hint of hope in his voice.
She turned to look directly at him. “I think it’s time we let this go, Angel. I could give some lame speech about how I’m not ready to make a decision, but it doesn’t matter anyway. Neither of us is the same person who fell in love back then. It will just hurt us to drag it out anymore.”
“It still hurts to give it up. Your love is what drives me for my Shanshu,” he explained.
“Then it’s for the wrong reason. You have to do it because it’s the right thing to do, not to get a reward. I don’t know what kind of man you were before you were turned, but the man that I met seven years ago is good. A little broody and over-dramatic, but still good,” Buffy teased.
Angel smiled and teased back, “It’s better than being shallow and ditzy. Seriously though, if there’s anything I can do to help you get away, just let me know. Now I have the resources of Wolfram & Hart to help me do things.”
Buffy arched an eyebrow at the mention of the law firm. “Uhh, aren’t they evil
“Technically, but we’ll be changing things so it will get better,” he promised sincerely.
She shook her head, “If it’s all the same, I’d rather not get them involved in my new life. And honestly, I think you’re playing a very dangerous game here, Angel.”
“You’re probably right, but it’s the only choice I have right now,” he replied, remembering Connor and Cordelia.
LA, after the fall of Sunnydale…
Wesley took Buffy aside a few days after the survivors crashed at the Hyperion. He had news to share with her about her upcoming disappearance. “Angel told me how you didn’t want to involve the resources of Wolfram & Hart in your escape.”
Buffy looked out at the main lobby where the AI team and the Slayers were hanging out in their separate groups. “I think I can trust you guys, even if I don’t know you all. But since the employees of that company are either clueless or possibly evil, I can’t take the risk of them knowing where I’m going. Although, it probably won’t stay hidden for too long.”
“You’d be surprised,” he said cryptically.
She narrowed her eyes at that. “What does that mean?” she demanded.
Wesley smiled at his former Slayer. “I have some friends that owe me a small favor and that should be enough to get you in the door. You’ll have to convince them from there though.”
“Where are they?” Buffy asked, wondering what he meant by that.
“Colorado Springs. Here’s their contact info,” he told her, holding out a slip of paper.
She took it and read the names out loud, “Daniel Jackson and Jack O’Neill. Huh.”
A/N: Next…Skipping ahead in time.