7/14 ~ Now You See Him...
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Jack was perplexed. It was a feeling he was used to and, by long association, one he was most comfortable experiencing around Carter. It wasn't his brilliant blonde second-in-command that was causing the sensation this time though, although his feet were carrying him in her direction, it was a black-haired woman currently locked up several levels above him that was perplexing him.
Unsurprisingly, Daniel and Teal'c had gathered in Carter's lab as well while Carter ran her tests on Faith's necklace whatcha-ma-call-it. The hot topic of conversation was, surprise, surprise, Faith.
"I believe her to be sincere in her belief that this B will not be pleased with her incarceration," Teal'c was saying solemnly. "As I am not. From what I have observed, Faith Lehane is an honourable warrior."
"She's a murderer, Teal'c," Carter reminded him as she tinkered with her new toy. "She pleaded guilty at her trial."
"As I said," Teal'c rumbled, inclining his head. "She is honourable. What of this Wolf, Hart and Ram she mentioned? And the Initiative project?"
"It's Wolfram and Hart," Daniel corrected. "It's an international law firm, apparently. Jack's got Walter looking for any records of an Initiative project."
"What did she say after that?" Sam asked him curiously.
"Well..." Daniel sighed. "After she warned us that keeping her prisoner was only going to attract this mysterious B's attention, she refused to say anything else."
"Warned?" Jack objected from the doorway. "Threatened more like."
"Sir," Carter greeted, turning to face him.
"Carter," replied Jack. "Whadda ya got?"
"Nothing, sir," said Carter, and he could hear the frustration in her voice.
"Huh," said Jack. It wasn't often Carter said that.
"I've been trying to isolate the power source," she explained as he sauntered into the room.
"And...?" Jack encouraged when she fell silent.
"I can't find one," admitted Carter.
"But it's glowing," Jack pointed out.
"Yes, sir," Carter agreed.
"Have you tried taking it apart?" Jack suggested, picking it up for a closer look.
"I didn't want to do that without isolating the power source first," she told him.
"Which you can't find?"
"No."
"Even though it glows?"
"Yes."
"Well," said Jack, looking down at it, the glowing stone in the centre held in the palm of his hand. "It's shi-" A flash of bright green light from the amulet interrupted him and Jack screwed up his eyes as SG-1 looked away. "-Ny," he finished, unscrewing his eyes.
He wasn't in the SGC anymore. He wasn't even sure if he was still in Colorado. Where he was, was stood in the centre of a large stone hall, surrounded by beautiful women holding medieval weapons. Jack blinked, pinching himself.
"Ouch," he said. Not a dream. Then how had he ended up in Castle Anthrax? And why did the blonde with the red axe-thing look familiar?
"That's not Faith," said the young brunette directly in front of him, her blue doe eyes wide as she backpedalled away from him.
"He's got her amulet," said a one-eyed man Jack hadn't noticed before. He straightened away from the wall he'd been leaning against when Jack looked at him, picking up a nearby axe.
"What the hell?" Jack said, looking around the room. "What happened!"
"That's what we want to know," said the blonde, stroking her weapon as she approached him. "Where's Faith?"
"Who the hell are you people?" Jack demanded.
The blonde punched him.
"Oops," said Buffy, looking down at the unconscious man on her floor. "Didn't mean to hit him that hard. Oh, well. Give him one of Willow's truth potions when he wakes up, that should make him more willing to give us some answers. Until then, what do we know?"
"He's military," Dawn said immediately.
"A Brigadier General," Xander informed them. "Air Force. I recognise the insignia."
"So Faith's with the Air Force?" said Buffy. "Why am I thinking that's not willingly?"
"Because Faith hates flying?" Xander suggested. "Right. Rhetorical question."
"What does the Air Force want with Faith?" asked Dawn, frowning.
Buffy looked down at the unconscious General lying on the stone floor, "I guess we'll find out..."
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Faith was about ready to start eating her own foot if she didn't get some food soon. She was always starved after she'd slayed and the boredom was making things worse. Not that things were dull around here, what with the alarms and flashing lights that had gone off a while ago. That had got her all rattled up, thinkin' maybe it was B and the others. But apparently, whatever it was it was over, 'cause the alarms had stopped. The door opened, breaking into the monotony, and Faith looked up.
"Danny-boy!" she greeted him with a grin as he walked through the door, followed by a buttoned-up blonde woman. "And you brought company. Worried about your virtue?"
"Faith, this is Colonel Samantha Carter," Daniel introduced the blonde, his face serious. "We need to ask you some questions about your necklace."
"What about it?" Faith asked flippantly, although she was paying careful attention. Was that what the alarms had been about?
"How does it work?" asked the Colonel. "What does it do?"
"It disappeared, didn't it?" Faith said with a grin. "Take anyone with it?" Daniel and the Colonel shared a look and Faith's grin spread. "It did, didn't it!"
"Where did he go?" demanded the Colonel.
"He who?" asked Faith. "Wait a sec, where's General Jack? Wouldn't have thought he'd pass up an opportunity to make with the threats."
"You tell us," Daniel said coolly.
Faith began to laugh.
