New Year’s Resolutions
Summary: Buffy and Jack share their resolutions after the ball drops.
Challenge: just a desire to post something tonight.
Timeline: vague post-‘Chosen’
for BtVS and an early season of SG-1, I suppose. Fully-established Buffy/Jack ‘ship.
Warning: nothing that I can think.
Thanks to my betas: none this time.
Disclaimer: BtVS and AtS characters belong to Joss Whedon / Mutant Enemy. Stargate characters belong to Robert C. Cooper and Brad Wright / SyFy Channel. I claim no rights to any copyrighted material. Please do not copy or take this story without my permission.
New Year’s Eve…
As soon as the ball finished dropping, Jack reached over and pulled Buffy into his lap for some good old-fashioned making out. Once they broke for air, he nuzzled her neck and asked, “So, did you make any resolutions for the new year?”
She sighed happily and cuddled into his arms even more. “Uh-huh. My New Year’s resolution is to be the bestest, most obedient wife I can be so that my wonderful hubby doesn’t get any more gray hairs – even though I find them very sexy on him,” she replied.
Jack pushed her away from him so he could look in her eyes, hoping that she was messing with him. Unfortunately, all he could see was adoration in those hazel depths staring back at him. He finished pushing her off his lap and pulled a dagger Buffy hid on the side of the couch.
Holding it out in case he was attacked, he snarled, “Who or what are you, and what have you done with my wife?!”
With the same adoring gaze, the pod-Buffy replied, “What do you mean, sweetie? Isn’t that what you wanted?”
“My Buffy would never say something like that!” His eyes widened in realization. “You’re that Buffy-bot she mentioned; the robot that acted like some sick sex toy for the bleach blonde vampire. How the hell did you get put back together?”
“You mean you didn’t
tell Teal’c last week that ‘she’s my wife and shouldn’t endanger herself like that’
after I attacked the Jaffa patrol that was trying to ambush my team?” Buffy shot back, her eyes shifting from sweet and vacant to hard and calculating.
He breathed a sigh of relief at the change, despite the fact that he was in trouble with his wife. “Honey, you have to remember that I said that while I was sitting at your bedside, waiting for you to wake up. Haven’t you ever said anything you didn’t really mean when you were scared?”
She arched an eyebrow, not wanting to admit defeat just yet.
“Fine, how ‘bout this: my New Year’s resolution is to do a better job at accepting the fact that my wife kicks ass and has a thing about protecting people,” Jack offered, giving her his best puppy eyes.
Buffy sighed. His puppy eyes were harder to fight than Willow’s resolve look or Giles’ Ripper glare. She leapt into his arms, kissing him to show she wasn’t angry anymore. “And my real resolution is to give you positive reinforcement every time you succeed.”
“Positive reinforcement?” he repeated hopefully. “Exactly what kind of positive reinforcement are you talking about?”
She shifted her weight so she could whisper in his ear. He grinned happily in response and started for the bedroom. “Can we start tonight?”
A/N: Happy New Year’s and may all your resolutions be something fun to keep!