“Are you really telling us that freaking vampires and demons exists!?” Jack exclaimed.
“Technically vampires are demons,” said Buffy.
”The books tell us that the last demon to leave this reality fed off a human mixed their blood. He was a human form possessed, infected by the demon's soul. He bit another, and another, and so they walk the Earth, feeding... Killing some, mixing their blood with others to make more of their kind,” Giles continued.
“Which books is that,” asked Daniel eagerly, his mind awhile with the concept that demon exists. “When can I borrow it?”
“You are putting us on.” Jack scoffed, looking from one to another “Who put you up to this?” he demanded.
“It the first time I heard this,” Samantha said, cocking her head thoughtfully. She didn’t disbelieve what she was hearing, but she didn’t quite believe him either. Rupert Giles doesn’t look insane, but he seemed to really believe what he was saying. Sam frowned. His type of insanity must be catching because the Sunnydale delegates include Buffy seemed to believe him.
After that explanation, General Hammond shook his head in skepticism. “Are you really asking us to believe that vampires and demons exist?
Buffy opened her mouth to respond.
“I know vampires are technically demons,” the General snapped.
“Someone is taking this practical joke too far,” Jack warned. “Danny?”
“I’m sorry Jack,” Daniel denied.
“Teal’c buddy,” Jack drawled, his eyebrows arched as if in question.
“It wasn’t I, O’Neill,” said Teal’c.
“General? Please say it was you.” Jack pleaded.
General Hammond frowned.
“Jack this is not a joke,” Buffy asserted. Her tone was exasperated.
“Since you are all from a small town, maybe something in the waters makes dementia possible,” Hammond suggested, looking at the Sunnydale group. “Isn’t that so Doctor?”
“Well,” Janet admitted. “I never heard of a wide spread dementia before, but if they truly all believe that demons exist then it’s a possibility.”
“How can we make you believe what we are saying is true,” Willow demand.
“How about showing us this demon,” the General said in a dry tone.
“I haven’t seen anyone demon, since I came to Colorado,” Buffy admitted. “They tend to populate near the Hellmouth.”
“The Hellmouth?” asked Daniel.
“Sunnydale, California,” said Buffy, with a wry smile. “Bolco el infernio,
the mouth of hell. It’s an area of massive supernatural activity which the barriers between dimensions are weak. The Hellmouth has a focal point which serves as a portal between earth and the underworld.”
“Okay that answer that question,” Jack said rolling his eyes.
“I believe it,” Daniel said quietly.
“Daniel?” Jack asked softly, his tone as a touch of incredulity to it.
“Think about it Jack,” the archaeologist said. “Think about some of the things we’ve seen, then tell me you don’t believe in demons. Our history has taught us, some things are based in truth. What’s another man demon is another man god,” he said softly, reminding Jack of the worlds they visits, where the Goa’ulds were worshiped as gods and in others, as demons.
“That’s good Dr. Jackson,” said Giles beaming with pride as if his child had gradated.
Jack nodded thoughtfully.
“Thank you Dr. Jackson,” said Hammond softly. “You put everything in prospective.”
“I’m glad I could help,” Daniel admitted with a slight blush.
“That’s why you have such high security clearance,” said Hammond abruptly. “And was why I was unable to access anything beside the basic facts about you,” he said in disbelief.
“You had me investigated,” Buffy said taken aback at the thought..
“I have to,” said Hammond. “You suddenly came into our lives, not knowing who you are. I had to protect my interest. Only a few civilian knows about what we really do,” he added motioning to the Scooby’s.
“Well, if you don’t want anyone to question what you really do; come with a better undercover story. Deep Space Telemetry, my foot,” Buffy snort under her breath. “Anyway I guess I probably received security clearance because a project that went kaboouy. And I had to take care of it.”
“Why you,” Carter asked.
“Yes,” said Hammond. “Pardon me if I don’t believe it, but you seemed the most unlikely person to shut down a military job,” he said. “It was military. Right,” he asked with a frowned. “You wouldn’t be able to get such high security clearance other wise.
Buffy nodded. “It was military,” she acknowledged. “They came into my town, not knowing how things work. Basically they were out of their depth. They were arrogant, kids pretending to war, and them it came back to bit them back on the ass.”
“Buffy,” Giles admonished.
“No Giles, they were arrogant. You cannot send soldiers in a fight when you don’t know the enemy,” she said bleakly, her eyes full of pain at the memory.
“Is that what happen?” the General asked softly.
She took a deep breath. “Yes that what happen. My friends and I had to go in, to clean up a mess.”
“Why you?” he reiterated.
“Why me you asked,” Buffy said with a shrug. “I’m the vampire slayer.
“The Vampire Slayer,” she said.
“In every generation, there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons, and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer,”
Giles quote the familiar text.
“That was the securities firm you talking about?” said Jack, when he finally found his tongue. He was being bombarded with answer to question, he didn’t sure he want to know. “That’s your job, to hunt demons.”
“Yes,” Buffy confess. “I don’t necessary worked for a security company; I am alone solider in a fight. The last resort between the opening of hell on earth. I was alone, but now I have help,” she said encompassing her friends.
“You really want us to believe there are demons on earth, and you are this warrior whose job is to fight them,” Sam asked aghast.
“Yep,” Buffy said flippantly. “I know I don’t look it. The Slayers were created with enough strength and stamina to withstand an attack. There is always a balance, and it was something that was those soldiers never got. They were randomly picking up demon and killing them.
“That isn’t so bad,” Jack muttered
Buffy turned on him sudden. “It is bad.”
“Why?” Jack asked cautiously, not liking the light of battle in her eyes. “There were demons…right? You killed demons. At least that what Mr. Giles quoted.”
“What if someone decided to kill you because the color of your skin, or because you are Irish,” she retorted.
“Buffy!” Giles scolded. He sighed. “What Buffy is trying to say, not all demons are bad. Most vampires are, but not all demons. Most of them lived pretty normal lives. Existing. However, there are others, whose purpose in life was to create chaos.”
“Sorry,” Buffy muttered. “I’m still steam about what went on.”
“Buffy Summers, how we can tell a good demon from a bad one,” Teal’c wondered as he sat there listening to their story.
“Simply,” she said with a bright smile. “The one that attack you is a bad demon.