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This story is No. 2 in the series "Fan Flashworks". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: and the One Time He (Kind Of) Did... Andrew has a big mouth, and the Scoobies have a big job keeping said mouth from running away too often. Written for DW comm Fan Flashworks, prompt = Five Times

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Multiple Crossings > Andrew-CenteredMissEFR1551,966056,22121 Mar 1221 Mar 12Yes

Major Samantha Carter

Content notes: Crossed with Stargate SG1, Sanctuary, Supernatural, Bones, and The Big Bang Theory.
Author notes: This prompt was originally given to me to help me out with my Five Times Big Bang, but I couldn’t make it work. When this challenge came up, I was glad to finally use it. It started out as having 200 words per section, but that lasted precisely one section, and it mutated from there.
Disclaimer: Don't own or claim rights to Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Stargate SG1, Sanctuary, Supernatural, Bones, or The Big Bang Theory


“What are you doing?” Willow asked as she set her laptop down.

“Chatting,” Andrew murmured absently.

Willow leaned over, and frowned. “Andrew, who are you chatting to?”

“Sam,” Andrew murmured.

“And Sam works where,” Willow frowned, “precisely?”

“Um…” Andrew frowned, attempting to split his concentration onto the two conversations.

“And you are telling him what,” Willow glared, “precisely?”

“Just stuff,” Andrew shrugged.

Willow narrowed her eyes, gripped the back of Andrew’s chair and dragged it back. She stepped forward to read the screen. “Andrew,” she began calmly, “do you realise what you were about to tell this Sam? Everything!” She turned to glare at the young man. “Everything, I might add, to someone with Air Force links!”

“Air Force?” Andrew gaped.

Willow dropped down onto Andrew’s chair, neatly deleted his latest message before it was inconveniently sent, opened a new window and began typing. After a few minutes of swift typing, she pushed back from the table and waved aggressively at the screen.

Andrew leaned forward, and squeaked. “She’s Air Force?” He blinked. “She’s Air Force?”

“Major Doctor Samantha Carter,” Willow smirked.

Andrew whined, and slouched away.

Willow narrowed her eyes again at the conversation. It’d better not happen again!
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