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Summary: SG-1's Dr. Jackson has a daughter. She's short, blonde, and a vampire slayer. Too bad nobody told him.

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Stargate > Buffy-Centered > Theme: Buffy's Real Family(Current Donor)RudesMomFR154351,9361091016505,81026 Feb 0611 Dec 12No

Chapter 13

Title: Daniel's Daughter

Author: Rude's Mom

Disclaimer: See previous chapters. Nothing has changed. Still don't own anything.



Colorado Springs

“Deep Space Radar Telemetry? You're kidding, right?” Please let him be joking she thought. Deep Space Radar Telemetry sounded like a lame ass cover story.

“No. The Air Force has radar arrays scattered around the world and its useful to have a team member that can speak a lot of different languages.”

“I guess that means you travel a lot.”

“For the last few years but I'm not sure about the future. My team was officially disbanded this week. I'll probably end up behind a desk for a while.” Daniel caught a quick glimpse of a highway sign. “The exit is coming up.”

“Thanks.”

- - -

A motorcycle with two riders pulled into a parking slot at the Cinemark movie theater. Two tall young women dismounted to the appreciative eyes of a group male college students.

“Now that was a rush.”

“So, you like?”

“Yeah, but my parents will still kill me if they find out, especially my mom.” Cara removed her helmet and shook out her hair. “Your parents are okay with this?”

“Mom died a few years ago. Hank?” Dawn shrugged as she unfastened her helmet. “I really don't think he'd care one way or the other.”

“Hank?”

“My alleged father. He and Mom divorced years ago. The first year or so he kept in contact. Buffy and I spent part of the first summer after the divorce with him. Then, we met the other woman and it didn't go so well. After that, I guess being a weekend dad wasn't in his plans. ”

“What about when your mom died?”

“I guess he figured that Buffy was old enough to take care of me.” There was a touch of bitterness in her voice. “He never bothered check up on us.”

The pair joined the line at the box office.

Washington, DC

Jack pondered his conversation with Hank Landry as looked out of his office window. So, Daniel had passed up his chance to finally get to Atlantis. Hank hadn't been able to get much information from the archaeologist, at least not any that he was willing to pass on.

He had tried calling Carter for more information but she had not been able to shed any more light on the matter. In fact, she had gone so far as to tell him not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Damn, she was probably right. He probably would jinx things if he kept asking questions. He just wondered how much longer he last before he broke down and called Daniel for some answers.

It would have to wait until later though, his next series of meetings was about to begin.

Colorado Springs

The two girls settled into the darkened theater with an extra large bucket of popcorn and a couple of sodas.

“So, have you told your sister about him yet?”

Dawn scarfed down a handful of popcorn before answering.

“Nope. ”

“Think she'll give you a hard time?

“Oh yeah. First she'll go into overprotective parental mode wanting to know everything about him.Next she'll spaz on the age thing. Then she'll freak about the fact that Will's in the military.” Dawn paused to sip her soda. “I'm waiting to get the dirt on her new beau before I say anything. I'll need the ammunition.”

“How much older is Will?”

“Not that much older, at least compared to her ex-boyfriends, but that won't stop her from going nuts. She's real big on do as I say not as I do.”

“Wait, your sister's okay with you riding a motorcycle but she'll get upset aboutyou dating somebody whose a couple of years older than you?”

“She's not still thrilled with the bike and Will's more like eight years older than I am.”

The girls abandoned their conversation as the lights in the theater dimmed as the screen displayed the obligatory “no talking during the feature presentation” message.

- - -

Buffy was still trying to get her mind around the whole Deep Space Radar Telemetry concept while she looked at the menu.

“Anything particularly good here?”

“The steaks are good.”

“So speaks Man.”

Daniel grinned. “Sam swears by the Mandarin and Almond Salad.”

“An advanced man?”

“You could say that. Sam is Samantha, she was the leader of my team.”

“Okay, I asked for that one. Actually, I think I will have the steak.”

“That hungry?”

“A bag of airline peanuts is not a meal unless you are Mary Kate or Ashley.”

“Who?”

“Michelle on Full House, grew up to be poster children for anorexia.” She could see that Daniel still didn't have a clue. “Nevermind, pop culture reference. I just haven't had a chance to eat since breakfast.”

The waitress came back to their table and took their order. Daniel included an order of Air Tower Nachos telling Buffy that he hadn't had much to eat either.

“So, how was Washington?” he asked once the waitress had left.

Buffy kept her answer vague. “It was okay. Met a cute guy, well two actually, saw some of the local nightlife, did some sightseeing.”

“Dawn said you were there on business.”

“I was briefly involved in a research project at the University of Sunnydale but the project head and I didn't see eye to eye and I quit. Most of the records and most of the personnel were lost a couple of months later in a lab accident.” She shrugged. “One of the funders tracked me down and had me fly out to tell them what I knew about the project.”

“Didn't they have the interim reports?”

“I don't know, I guess so. I mean they must have had some paperwork to find me.” Buffy paused for a moment. “Maybe they just wanted another viewpoint.”

The waitress came back to the table with the nachos.

“Oh, if only Xander could see this.”

“Xander?”

“King of the munchies—donuts, twinkies, nachos. I literally ran in to him my first day at Sunnydale High. We were part of a group that hung out in the library. He'd bring the donuts.”

“Your librarian didn't object?” The researcher in Daniel was appalled.

“He'd supply the tea.” Buffy grinned. “Besides, it was a high school library, not the British Library.”

“So no rare books?”

“Not unless you consider the odd annotated copy of Atlas Shrugged rare,” Buffy quipped.

Like she was going to admit the library hid a collection of rare books on the occult. What daddy doesn't know couldn't hurt him. Right?
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