Title: A Second Chance.

Summary: Buffy had a second chance at love when she woke up pregnant.

Disclaimer: All characters from BTVS belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy productions and the world of Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Stargate (II) Productions, Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret productions, and Gekko Productions. This fiction is purely for the entertainment of the writer and the readers, not for commercial benefit.

Chapter Six

Two days after Jack proposal, he surprised me with impromptu wedding at his home. Only his teammates, Janet, the General and Judge William Reynolds a friend of the General Hammond were there to witness the wedding.

Maybe if I was given more time, I would have changed my mind. Instead, in few minutes; I would become Mrs. Jonathon O'Neill. How can I marry a man I really don't know and who didn't know me? I still haven't told him about my life in Sunnydale, and each time I tried to bring up the subject, I couldn't. I would open my mouth but nothing would come out; I didn't want him to think that I was a freak. Just because he believed in aliens, it didn't mean that he'd believe in the supernatural.

We stood around a mock alter decorated with garlands of greens and yellow roses, my favorites, when we heard a knock at the front door. The knock was so startling in the silence, especially because the Judge had finished asking if anyone object to the wedding; everyone turned to gaze towards the front door.

"It's just the door," Jack announced. "Let's continue."

"Are you sure?" Judge Reynolds asked. He was a distinguished looking man in his late fifties with silver white hair.

"I wonder whose that is at the door?" I asked, looking towards the front door with a frown. "Everyone's here." I twisted around looking at our guests, which consisted only of his friends, Teal'c, Daniel, Janet, Jack, Samantha and General Hammond and our honored guest, the Judge. With the wedding being arranged so quickly I didn't have time to mourn not having my family at what should be my big day.

"I'm sure. Can we hurry this up?" Jack prompted "Time-a-wasting."

"What's your hurry?" I cried as Jack forcibly turned me back towards the Judge, while the door shook under the force of the knocking.

"Whoever it is they want to get in badly enough," General Hammond noted.

"I'll get it," Samantha stated dryly, since no one else had made any effort to go towards the door. A few inches from the door, she yelled, "Yes?"

"I'm looking for a Jack O'Neill," said a muffled voice.

"Jack, did you invite someone else to the wedding?" I questioned.

"Not exactly," he mumbled, eying me apprehensively.

"Okay?" I wasn't sure I believe him, I took note of how he was hurrying the wedding along. I closed my eyes trying to sense if the person outside the door was a threat. Humans, I thought.

Samantha's eyes caught Jack's, and he gave a brief nod. She took out her service revolver and palmed it. "May I help you?" she asked, opening the door.

I couldn't see who was at the door, but my hearing was at one hundred percent, the voice I heard almost made me crumbled to my knees, only Jack's arms around my shoulder steadied me. It was my family, Giles, Willow and Xander; my first reaction was to rush outside to give them a great welcome. Then I remember how we left things in Sunnydale, what are they doing here?

"I'm looking for a Jack O'Neill," I heard Willow say.

Inside the house, Judge Reynolds turned to us and said. "Would you like to continue the ceremony?"

Everyone nodded.

I took a deep breath, putting a shaking hand into Jack's. Willow knows Jack, how could she know him? I always thought my life from Sunnydale was separate from Colorado, but I guessed wrong.

Samantha, half hidden by the door, spoke, "Is he expecting you?"

"N-no, I mean yes," Willow said.

Then I heard him, Giles, he was there too. My heart leapt with joy at that moment, I didn't realize how much I had missed them, and now they were a few feet away. Should I say something? Samantha would probably turn them away without seeing each other, but I had underestimated Giles.

"Excuse me," I heard Giles say. "My name is Rupert Giles, and this is Willow Rosenberg and Xander Harris; and we were under the misapprehension that this was the residence of Jack O'Neill."

"No," Samantha said, "You're right, this Jack O'Neill's residence."

"Good," I heard Giles say. "Then would you kindly tell me if Buffy Summers is also here?"

He knows that I here, I thought in shock; how? My eyes narrowed with suspicion, I turned to Jack who was waiting patiently for me to answer a question.

"What?" I snapped exasperated.

Jack rolled his eyes, "Answer the question Buffy."

"What question is that?" I asked, with a frown.

"Do you take this man for your lawfully wedding husband?" the Judge repeated.

My jaw locked, and my breath hitched; this was it, I thought, this was a sign that I shouldn't marry him. Jack had been keeping secrets from me.

"Say yes," Jack murmured.

I turned stubborn eyes towards him, knowing I was going to say no, baby or no baby.

"Buffy?" he questioned. Jack was looking at out at me through those beautiful gray eyes, and something inside me melted. I am a hypocrite, I thought inwardly with a panic. Jack was not the only one keeping secrets. I should say no, I took a deep breath. "I do," I blurted out instead.

Giles must have sweet talked Samantha into letting him into the house. He could be charming bastard, when he wanted to; it was that British accent, it just screams trust. They walked inside the house just in time to hear Judge Reynolds announce, "I now pronounce you man and wife."

Willow took one look at us then dropped into a faint.

Few minutes later, she jerk up with my name on her lips. "Buffy!" she gasped. "Oh," she cried, holding her head. "What happen?"

"You fainted," Xander said matter-of-factly, munching on a piece of cake.

"Are you eating cake?" Willow questioned with an incredulous expression on her face as she swung her feet off the couch.

"Take it easy," Giles chided. "You have a quiet a bump there." he added touching the raised flesh gingerly.

"I was hungry," Xander admitted, looking abashed. "Plus, it was all ready cut."

Willow rolled her eyes then she gently touched her head, "What happened?"

"Hey Willow," I addressed patting her on her back tentatively. "What are you doing here?"

"What I'm doing here?" Willow asked, giving me a look of disbelief. "You disappeared!"

"Yeah Buffy," Xander agreed, "We had been searching for you for weeks."

"As you can see I'm alright!" I snapped fed up with their attitude.

"Buffy is that the way you talk to your friends?" Giles chided.

"Friends!" I retorted, almost spitting in my anger. Suddenly I felt Jack hands rested tightly on my shoulders, gently massaging them; I had to calm down, this was my family. I took a deep breath.

"How did you find me?"

"Me," Jack admitted sheepishly.

"You!" I yelled, my eyes widen in disbelief. I knew he had to have something to do with it, but to hear it from his mouth; Traitor, I thought peevedly shrugging out of his hands.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Remember I've been living with you for the past couple of weeks. I can see how much you missed them."

"It wasn't your place to contact them," I snapped. Today should've been the happiest day of my life, and he had go and spoil it.

"You are my wife," he seethed. "I would do anything for you, and you were unhappy."

"It's true BuffyO'Neill?" Teal'c asked.

"Who asked you?" I muttered under my breath; but Teal'c's superior hearing caught it.

His brow arched and he gave a slight nod.

I flushed, I wasn't angry at Teal'c; he didn't deserve me snapping at him. I took a deep breath. "Sorry," apologizing for my bad manners, before turning to Jack, "We'll talk later."

He gave a nod, probably glad for the reprieve.

"Why didn't you want to see us?" Giles asked, "We have been worrying about you. We have no idea what had happened to you."

I narrowed my eyes, ready to spit fire.

"Your wife?" Giles suddenly shouted at Jack.

"Yes," Jack said proudly, walking over to drape his arm over my shoulder.

"Was that the wedding I heard pronounced?" Willow whispered; she looked at Jack, then back to me, "But, you're carrying a demon's baby!"

After Ms. Thing's announcement, you could have heard a pin dropped, Willow gasped and her hands flew toward her mouth in horror.

Jack broke the shocked silence, "What?" he bellowed, shaking his head as if to clear it.

"Did you say demon?" Janet questioned, staring at Willow incredulity.

"Demons?" Daniel mouthed.

I was speechless, as was everyone else and as one they all turned to look at my stomach.

"I'm sorry." Willow cried out in dismay.

"Let all sit down," Giles sated moving towards an empty chair, "Perhaps I can clear up this matter."

"Perhaps?" General Hammond questioned eying them in disbelief.

"I believe Willow hadn't meant to blurt it out like that, but yes Buffy, is a carrying a demon's child," Giles said calmly, eyeing the various degrees of shock and disbelief on everyone's faces.

"What?" Jack eyes darted back and forth, between Willow and Giles in disbelief.

"A Procrea-parastic demon in fact," Giles announced without any inflection.

My mind was blank; what could I say that I hadn't said before? I gave quick sharp breath, "I'm not," I muttered tersely, wanting someone, anyone to believe me. I looked over at Jack, and he was looking at me as if I was a stranger, and he should look at me like that. I am a stranger to him; he didn't know me, I thought bleakly. If the people who were suppose to know me, didn't believe in me, why should Jack?

"Oh my dear," Giles lamented sadly, his expression tighten, "Are you still denying it? Angel has explained about how it might happen."

"Of course I' m denying it," I retorted. "Oh for crying out loud, Giles!" I said through gritted teeth. "For the last time I'm not carrying a demon baby!"

Then something he had said caught my attention; I took a calming breath and replayed what he had just said in my mind, "Angel knows that I'm pregnant?"

Oh dear God, I moaned, not sure how I felt knowing that Angel knew that I was pregnant. Angel and I had a complicated relationship as it was; at one time, I thought I would die if he was not in my life, but now, I had learned to live without him. But, I had never wanted to hurt him, and I knew even though he wanted me to have "normal life," it probably hurt knowing that I was pregnant.

Willow nodded.

"Buffy, you should try to calm down. You don't want to stress yourself out," she said as she came toward me.

"Stress; if that was my only problem?" I muttered rolling my eyes, allowing her guide to the sofa.

"Mr.?" asked General Hammond.

"Rupert Giles," Giles replied

"Mr. Giles," General Hammond addressed.

"Call me Rupert, or just Giles, that what the children call me."

"Jeez G-man, lay off the kid business," Xander suggested. "We are no longer children."

"In my eyes, you will always be children," Giles muttered softly under his breath. Out loud he said. "How many times I have to tell not to call me G-man."

Xander gave him a smirking glance.

Giles gave a small sigh, then turned to Hammond.

"Okay Giles," General Hammond agree with nod. "Why do you believe the baby Mrs. O'Neill is carrying is a demon? From what I seen so far you don't looked delusion; none of you do," he added with an encompassing gesture, "Plus everyone knows that demons don't exist."

"Really?" Giles murmured. "Then what I'm going to tell you will be quite shocking."

Willow eyes met Giles in a silent apology. "So sorry," she muttered.

"It's not your fault," Giles declared, patting Willow on her shoulder. "It would come out some other time." He took a deep breath, his eyes wandering around the room, "What I'm going to tell you is a secret, and the few people know this the better."

"Is it National Security?" General Hammond questioned his brow furrowed.

Giles nodded reluctantly.

He sighed. It has to be National Security, he muttered under his breath.

"It could be seen as that," Giles revealed. "There are a few people in your government that do know about this."

The General nodded, and made a decision. "Judge Reynolds would you please excuse us," he asked politely, as he escorted the other man out of the room. "I hope that anything you heard in this house you will keep it to yourself."

Judge Reynolds nodded and moved toward the front door.

"I'm sorry about this William, but it's National Security," General Hammond announced with a grimace.

Judge Reynolds looked behind him for a minute then turned his gaze to the General. "George, at one time I was in the military just like you; so I do know to keep secrets," he admitted dryly. "Plus, who I'm going to tell? I don't want to be one of those people that gets sent to the funny farm. I like my life the way it is, free from complications."

General Hammond watched his friend leave before returning to the living room, "Now what's this nonsense about demons?"

Now that the spotlight was on Giles, he seemed as if he didn't know were to start, which was ironic because he was one with all the answers.

There was tension in the room stretching tighter and tighter only to dissipate when someone coughed.

Samantha cleared her throat, "Why don't we introduce ourselves?" she said lightly, "We never did get the chance to do that; I'm Major Samantha Carter, USAF.

Then one by one everyone started to give his or her name.

"General George Hammond, USAF."

"Colonel Jonathon O'Neill, the same." Jack gave a brief nod.

"Murray," Teal'c stated.

"Murray?" Giles query. "No last name?

"Murray," Jack answered, firmly "No last name."

"Interesting," Giles noted, his eyes flicking over the golden emblem in Teal'c forehead, "It is interesting that the most exotic looking person here, has such ordinary name?"

"What can I say," Jack drawled mockingly. "His parents must have had no imagination."

"Indeed," Teal'c intoned, his top lip curled up briefly.

I gave a choking laughter, and Jack eyes touch mine briefly.

Daniel walked up to Giles, his hands out stretched. "Daniel Jackson," he announced.

Giles shook his hand. "Dr. Daniel Jackson," he queried.

Daniel nodded.

"I think I heard of you," he mused, "but, didn't you have a doctorate in Egyptians studies."

Daniel nodded again.

"The academic world can be so narrow-minded," he mentioned dryly. Giles turned a puzzled face towards Daniel. "You were both an Archaeologist and Anthropologist. What are you doing with the military, unless you change professions?"

Daniel grinned. "No, I'm still an Archaeologist and Anthropologist."

"Mr. Giles," Hammond addressed curtly. "Can we get back on track? This conversation isn't about Dr. Jackson. We all dying to hear your explanation of why you and the young people believe that Buffy…Mrs. O'Neill is carrying a demon," he prompted.

Giles nodded and walked slowly towards the middle of the room, all eyes watching him. I grinned; this was the part I loved, when Giles tell the story and I would watch as the unbelief turned to belief, from the way the story was told.

"This world is older than any of you know," he stated softly, "and contrary to popular mythology, it did not begin as a paradise. For untold eons, demons walked the earth and made it their home, their hell. But in time they lost their purchase on this reality, and the way was made for mortal animals, for man, all that remains of the old ones are vestiges, certain magick's, and certain creatures…"

An awkward silence fell.

"And vampires," I mentioned quietly.

Everyone turned to look at me in shock.

"Don't tell me you believe this nonsense?" Jack growled, his eyes flashing in amusement.

With only a slight hesitation, I gave him a nod.

His smile vanished, wiped away by astonishment. Jack closed his eyes briefly, then opened them, "You actually believe that demons exist?"

"Why are you having trouble with this?" I demanded irked. "When your job is…" I looked around to see if anyone was listening in, they weren't; they were watching Giles as if he had grown two heads in their midst. "…to boldly go where no man as gone before," I added in a stage whisper.

Jack looked chagrined, blushing slightly. "It's not the same."

"How?" I demanded.

"It just isn't," he said, stubbornly clenching his jaw.

I had to roll my eyes, he wasn't making sense. Then I thought about what how I reacted when I heard that alien exists.

"Are you really telling us that freaking vampires and demons exist?" Jack asked softly.

An: Thanks once again for all the positive reviews. Here is a an unbeta excerpt from the Surrogate.

3-The Surrogate.

"What do you mean she is gone?" Giles said harshly, as he raked his hands through his hair.

"I mean she is gone," Willow snapped. Where can she be? she thought, biting her knuckles.

"Have you checked the rest of the house?" Giles asked distracted, as he walked up the stairs.

Willow rolled her eyes. "Giles," She said through gritted teeth, following quickly behind him. "She's gone!"

"Are you sure?" he demanded, his hands on his hip.

Willow gave him a look.

He sighed. "How far can a nineteen-year-old pregnant woman get," he wondered peering through Buffy's bedroom window in disbelief.

Pretty far.

By the time Giles, Willow and Xander had mounted a search throughout the town; Buffy was on a bus on her way out of town.

"What are we going to do?" Willow wondered aloud.

"Find her," Giles snapped.