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This story is No. 2 in the series "As Inspired By Bobby Scott And Bob Russell". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: A one-shot story for my other tale "He Ain't Heavy", in which Genuka went off in another direction for Chapt. 17. A certain wish demon makes an appearance during Quentin Travers' trial conducted by the Watchers Council. Open to other authors!

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Stargate > Xander-Centered(Current Donor)Manchester + 1 otherFR1521,7490215,10128 May 1330 May 13No

Chapter One

Disclaimer: Nobody owns anything. All Buffy the Vampire Slayer characters and Stargate characters are the property of their original owners.

Author's Note from Genuka: HI! If you haven't read "He Ain't Heavy" up through Chapter 16, then this will make no sense whatsoever! We didn't want to lose this version of Chapter 17 or the story, but we also decided that it wasn't the right fit for the main story line. If you want to join in on this alternate version, leave a private review and Manchester will add you to the co-authors. We prefer that you have existing stories on the site so that we have some idea of your writing style and to avoid adding people who would need extensive editing to maintain the story quality for our readers. Enjoy!

The Wish by Genuka

Jack scowled, leaning back against the double doors that served as entry way into the chamber, as he watched the proceedings as Quentin Travers was stripped of everything that the Watchers Council had even the remotest authority over and royally torn him a new one. He already hadn't liked Travers but Xander had done his best to keep Jack out of the room as he reported on the supernatural situation in his home universe. The boy had wanted the man tried and convicted before Jack could try to make him "disappear" in as painful a fashion as possible. The only reason that Jack had agreed to wait in the hall was on the condition that he was given a complete transcript of the entire proceedings. While unhappy with this the Council agreed as part of the price for finding out where their Head Watcher had gotten to and the fact that some military idiot had thought it was a good idea to try and re-open the Demon Gate. They still weren't happy about the situation with the Stargate but agreed not to contest the issue provided they were brought into the project as a full partner and were allowed to both provide personnel as well as monitor the situation.

"Look at that. The bastard isn't even sorry he did it. He honestly thought that they'd put him back in power." Jack said in disgust, waving his hand toward Travers.

"You know what I wish?" Jack asked his team idly as his glare continued to grow while listening to the ever lengthening list of criminal offenses.

Teal'c looked at him, face blank and responded in a perfect deadpan. "I do not."

"Even if only for all those girls he kidnapped and brainwashed, I wish that, that bastard Travers had to live through everything that he put his victims through and then had to spend a couple of years as a Goa'uld's plaything before he finally took a short walk out of an even shorter airlock in deep space." Jack told them stubbornly.

A young woman suddenly popped into the room right in front of Jack and jumped on him, hugging him fiercely and drawing everyone's startled attention as she nearly babbled. "ThankYouThankYouThankYouThankYou! You have no idea what you've just done! Wish Granted!"

That's when Travers screamed a scream that came from the depths of one's soul and collapsed. Everyone carefully looked back and forth between the collapsed man and the young woman still hugging the very startled and now very hesitant Jack O'Neil.

"Um, what just happened?" Daniel asked confusedly. "I'm pretty sure that wasn't supposed to happen."

The young woman finally let go of Jack and turned to Daniel, beaming. Causing all of SG-1 to back away from her quickly, they could tell something was off about her, aside from the appearing out of no where bit.

"Ah, Daniel. I've been waiting for a wish related to your own trials growing up for a while now. I can't help Alexander anymore since he's off limits now, stupid Janus." She scowled before continuing, beaming at them. "I've been listening for something, anything that would let me do something to this piece of trash and a number of other so called Watchers for at least a century."

"And who exactly are you?" Rupert Randall Giles asked very carefully. It was easily apparant that whoever she was, she had a boat load of power.

"I'm Hallie, also known as Halfrek. I'm the Justice Demon for Wronged Children." She told them perkily making a good portion of the room go pale. "You have no idea how long I've waited for that wish!"

"Um, oops?" Jack said, having just realized what he'd so carelessly done.

"Jack? What exactly did you wish for again?" Daniel asked carefully.

"Uh, it might have had something to do with the little prick living through everything that his victims had to go through then being stuck as a Goa'uld plaything for a couple of years before taking a walk out of an air lock." Jack admitted.

"Yet he remains present in this very room." Teal'c commented.

"Ah, yeah. About that, since you're an adult and not the one who was actually wronged I had to stretch it a bit and get creative to make it work." Hallie admitted, still beaming. "Technically speaking you don't really have a stake in this but your natural protectiveness towards kids and the fact that you've been taking care of various types of wronged kids for a while now let you act as a stand in. It actually helped that Alexander and Rayne were in the room them being the Avatar and High Priest of Janus. Just tap his change and chaos aspects for permission and presto! Double sanctioned wish with no territory issues. I even managed to negate a good part of the price for the wish."

"So what exactly did you do to him?" Xander asked curiously. "And call me Xander."

"Gave him the memories of exactly what Jack asked for all at once and stuck him in a memory loop. I think he's on his 30th? No, 40th run through all of the memories. He's feeling every pain, emotional and physical, every hardship, every misery he's heaped on others here and in your home universe beginning from his birth until his death in either universe with no way to block the pain or adapt to it. It would have been better if I'd actually been able to make him physically live through it all, at speed, at once; but Jack was a bit on the specific side for who and what, not to mention that he was acting in leiu of the people who should have wished for it." As much of the room flinched in sympathy at her cheerful explanation, she finishing much more sadly. "Most of them are dead now anyway."

Hallie eyed the room and its occupants thoughtfully as Travers twitched and whimpered on the floor at the center of the room. "Tell you what, since you didn't get your pound of flesh yet I can set the memory loop to go off every time he falls asleep instead. That way it shouldn't interfere with anything you want to do to him. Sound good?"

"Sure, why not. Its not like you didn't just twist his mind into a pretzel or anything." Jack pointed out sarcastically.

"Well, now that that's settled I'd better be going. Bye!" Hallie said cheerfully then left in the blink of an eye, exactly when Travers stopped twitching and whimpering, turning instead to sobbing openly but now clearly aware of his surroundings.

"She's scary." Xander admitted. SG-1 nodded dumbly in agreement as they watched the sobbing Travers get escorted out of the room.
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