End now the conclusion
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Part 4 And now the conclusion
Jack started giving orders, but within a few seconds the lights
returned and the room was filled with about thirty girls, all clothed
in black and all of them were pointing weapons at them. "Stand down,"
he ordered, as he very much realized who those girls were. They
weren't older than 18, and some of them were even as old as twelve-
thirteen. They were kids! However, kids who were proud mystical
warriors with guns and who were very angry. He had no choice than
to surrender. This whole situation screamed one single name: Daniel.
"Monica!" Buffy yelled. "What's the meaning of this?"
Despite Buffy's legendary status, the young girl with the brown eyes
to whom Buffy spoke didn't appear to be impressed. "We're retrieving
one of our own . . . Xander, sir," she said with a calm, decisive
Buffy seemed surprised by the clarification as she looked at him. He
saw her doubt in her eyes. It had been a hell of an effort to
convince Buffy, so the blond leader could hardly be angry with her
soldiers. "They teach this in Slayer kindergarten?" he muttered to
her. She rolled her eyes. "How did you kids manage to infiltrate this
base?" he asked Monica, calmly.
"We had help," the young leader simply said, not caring about any
secrets. The girl had made up her mind and wouldn't take a no for an
"From me," Daniel added, while he corrected the position of his
glasses, like it was the biggest revelation since the discovering of
"Danny," Jack said sarcastically, "believe me, we know. Thanks for
the concern, but you're not going to change my mind," he said,
despite the many guns inviting him otherwise. Jack stood his
ground. "I am sorry," he offered them. His words was like oil on
fire, and the situation threatened to escalate.
"They have a bowling lane," a young girl with a black shirt sporting
Thor's cutest image over her Kevlar uniform suddenly exclaimed
enthusiastically. Jack recognized her through his psychic link with
Xander. Her name was Jenny O'Brien and she was very close to Xander's
heart. Jack remembered that Xander and Jenny had been trapped
together for days when they had met for the first time. They were
held captive as food for the Gr'owl demons. Nasty little fellows,
Jack remembered. "Monica, can we play?"
Not sharing her youngest warrior in her excitement, the leader
scowled at her. "No!"
"Why not?" The words were soft and sad. Her innocence cut through
Jack's soul. They were kids. They were warriors, but he forgot that
they were kids too. They needed someone to care for them. They needed
someone to care for. They needed Xander.
"Because we are here to retrieve Xander," Monica explained, tiredly.
"Oh! I forgot." The girl frowned and then expertly pointed her rifle
at Jack, her enthusiasm gone as she stared at him supported by her
meanest face. "Give us Xander," she warned him.
Daniel just shrugged knowingly. Jack felt deeply ashamed. How could
he have sunk this low? How could he not have seen? He damn well knew
the answer and with interest he respected Hammond more than ever. He
walked slowly over to the little girl, his right hand up, and
crouched down in front of her - all the time he could see the
confusion in her eyes, not knowing how she should react. He smiled as
he placed his hands on her shoulders. "I'm not keeping him."
Her eyes scanned every feature of his face in hope and he nodded to
confirm his statement. Then she engulfed him in a tight hug and
Cheers filled the room in response.
"You're right," said a familiar voice and he turned to see General
Hammond standing at his side. "You're not keeping him."
His boss crouched down to look at the girl as well. The man's smile
was the biggest Jack had ever seen. "Would you like to travel in a
spaceship to another galaxy?"
Her eyes widened and her face lid up like a Christmas tree. "Really?"
The general nodded.
What's going on? "General?"
Hammond looked at him. "I have talked with Mr. Giles and Mr. Harris
to have Xander's team on the rescheduled Atlantis rescue mission.
They both agreed."
Jack knew that Earth's new battle cruiser, the Daedalus, was almost
finished and ready to go. "Good plan, sir." It was an excellent
plan. Why hadn't he thought about it? In this way Xander was at least
with his own team. Not to mention the advantages of Slayer strength
and skills Xander's team brought in. There were risks of course. Jack
shuddered at the thought of a Goa'uld using a Slayer as host. But,
this was a mission to Goa'uld free territory.
"What mission?" Monica asked. "What's this spaceship bull?"
"What if I told you that aliens are real?" Hammond replied.
Monica snorted. "Then I would say you're nuts."
Jack chuckled. Luckily the General was used to one Jack O'Neill for
quite a while. "Is that so?" Hammond asked with a smirk as he twisted
his head a little. Jack knew the General well enough that something
was up and it prompted Jack to look around.
A flash of light illuminated the room for an instant and brought a
single individual in the room. The creature was about one meter in
height, with grayish skin tones, small, skinny limbs, large weirdly
formed head and oil black eyes. Its arrival made Jack to check his
watch, intentionally ignoring the silent attention his new quest
received. "Thor, buddy. You're late."
"My presence was required at the High Council, O'Neill."
"General, if I may?" Jack asked before Hammond could speak. Jack knew
that the Texan enjoyed their shock as much as he did.
Hammond, always the gentleman. "Girls, I would like you to meet Thor,
Supreme Commander of the Asgard fleet."
"Thor, would you like to bow for the ladies?"
Thor just looked at them. "Greetings."
The response wasn't quite what Jack expected. "Who the hell do you think
Monica's eyes were blazing with fire as she spoke the words. "Excuse
me?" Jack asked.
"You think you can manipulate us, bribe us, fool us? You think you
can play for a freaking God with you magical flashing tricks, with
your Roswell puppets, so that you can steal our Xander away from his
friends and family? What arrogant selfish bastard do you think you
No immediate response came from Jack or anybody else as Monica waited
for her answer. Instead Faith, Dawn and a brown eyed girl took their
places at Monica's side, with their attitude evident as they had
their arms folded and waited for his answer. Jack remembered the
brown-eyed girl as the last member of Xander's team. She had been
added to his team on Willow's recommendation.
"I think the lady is waiting," Faith demanded.
Knowing that he had been wrong made it hard to defend himself. Jack's
stubborn shortsighted view had brought him into trouble before, but
this time he had blown any chance for a compromise. And he knew it.
He could explain them that aliens were real, that the galaxy indeed
was at war and the safety of it depended on him and that he really
needed Xander. But, he also knew that all that mattered to them as
much as computer science mattered to him. Willow, Daniel and Mr.
While searching for the right words or preparing to crawl through
dust, Jack wasn't sure yet, a single girlish voice filled the
awkwardly quiet room. "Are you really an alien?" Jenny asked as she
had moved over to Thor and studied him with wide eyes.
"I am from the Asgard race, O'Brien."
"Whoa!" she exclaimed. "Can I touch you?"
Jack looked at the General. How did Thor know her name? "The Asgard
race has agreed to send a representative on the mission as an
Hammond had informed all responsible parties before he had informed
"Jenny!" The young Slayer jerked her head to Monica's aggravated
voice. Jack couldn't help but to grin for Monica's impatience -
despite the situation. "That creepy alien is here to take Xander away
"Really? We can come too, can't we?" she asked Thor excitedly.
"No," Monica drawled. "We can not."
"But that nice man said that we could," she whispered as she pointed
"He's not a nice man. He's an asshole. We're here to bring back one
of our own." The young Slayer pointed at him as she spoke the next
words. "Something that that man would never understand." Ouch! That
really hurt. And touché … he deserved it.
"Whoa!" Xander suddenly spoke. In all the mess Jack forgot about the
young man in question. "Monica, you're crossing a line you shouldn't
"Yeah? You would think so, wouldn't you? I can't believe you would
leave us for that man, Xander!"
The man's lone eye clashed with the girl's stare. He had seen through
Xander's own eyes how Xander had been able to stare the shit out of
evil before, but to see it for himself was quite the experience.
Monica backed off. The one eyed man's gaze took in everybody who was
standing at Monica's side. "I am the reason why you can't cross that
Jack noticed how the man challenged Monica to respond, but she chose
to remain silent. Smart kid. "Three years ago, Jack was held captured
by an alien evil overlord in an impenetrable fortress. He was
tortured and brought back to life more times anyone of us can
imagine. All he had to do was to give up the name of a girlfriend he
never had met. A girlfriend he only knew about for a few hours. He
didn't give up because Jack wouldn't give up on anyone. Just like
this base didn't give up on him."
Jack saw the man's single eye roaming the room as passionately as he
had spoken. For a moment it seemed that the young man was recalling
events. Jack wondered what. Xander took a breath and continued with a
soft tone. "Foreight years I have shared a lot of his memories, his
fantasies . . . his nightmares." The last word was almost a whisper,
though clear enough for everybody to hear it. God, Jack realized, how
much had Xander seen, felt from that day? "For years this man has
been responsible for the safety of the entire galaxy. Now this man
needs me, needs us. We can't turn our back on him, no matter how much
we hate it. We can't turn our back on people who boldly risk their
lives in a strange galaxy so that we are safe. No matter how
dangerous it is for us. We don't have a choice."
Nice speech. Bit corny, but okay. Everyone was silenced by the kid's
words, even Daniel. Though he really had to swallow. . . Jack forced
himself to speak as he pursed his lips. "Thanks."
Some force seemed to squeeze out all the air as Jenny had wrapped her
tiny arms around his waist in a bone crushing hug. "I am so sorry,"
He stroked the girl's hair. "Hey, it's not your mistake. It's mine. I
am the one who's sorry."
He looked at Xander's little team in front of him and raised an
eyebrow. "So, ready to go?"