The time in between
Fandom: Buffy the vampire slayer, Stargate
Genre: AU, crossover, family
Short summary: She hated the time in between. That was the hardest for her.
Any warnings: none.
Disclaimer: Buffy the vampire slayer and Stargate SG-1 and its characters are not mine. I only write fan fiction!
A/N: this is just a short ficlet... because life can’t always be action, and fun and something happening... Please note that it comes after ‘the monks decide, a life begins’
Dawn sat inside the rooms that were hers and her dads. The SG-1 team was off on a mission, and whenever that happened she was to stay either in their rooms or in her dads working office. She was after all his assistance.
Only the tender age of thirteen and already could Dawn read and write many different languages as if they had been her mother tongue. She supposed she got that from her father. He, the great Dr. Daniel Jackson, was a genius in languages; earth languages or not earth.
Sighing Dawn got off the bed and made her way to the bath room. She switched the lights on and then proceeded to go to the washing basin, splashing water on her face. She was bored...
She hated the time in between. That was the hardest for her. Because it was the time her dad wasn’t there. He was off on some mission, through the Stargate, many light-years away from her, and she was stuck here on earth. With nothing to do.
Sighing loudly again, knowing no one would hear her, Dawn started to wash her hands again. After that she dried them, and went to her bed. She didn’t stay seated on her bed for long, because soon after she got off again and decided that she’d at least do some translations while her dad and Uncle Jack weren’t there.
Yawning just at the thought of translating old ancient texts, she still made her way to the working office that also held a desk just for her.
She really hated the time in between, but she’d make the best out of it... Besides, what was the point of complaining to her dad? It wasn’t like he could take her on missions with him. He always did tell her how dangerous it was, and how relived he always is that she wasn’t present with them.