She MEANT Everywhere!
Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Mutant Enemy. Stargate belongs to MGM productions. I make no profit other than having a good time
Authors Note One: This takes place after Chosen for Buffy, and right after Chimera in Stargate.
Authors Note Two: This story is not in my Rainbow/Buffy Universe. I felt when I put that story together if the SGC was in existence then they would have been the logical ones to tap to go to Sunnydale rather than Rainbow.
Chapter 32
Colonel Jack O'Neill stood at the base of the ramp in full gear; gripping a P-90 submachine gun in one hand as he watched his 'class' follow Daniel into the gateroom. It had taken a couple of minutes for the SGC people to get themselves together after watching Doc Fraiser casually lift a barbell that normally Teal'c would use for a workout. The thoughts of what that meant for future medical checkups took a couple of more, but then O'Neill got philosophical about it; it was unlikely that the Doc would quit and having a Slayer around the Stargate Command on a permanent basis might be a good thing in the next foothold.
General Hammond had decided that the Doc should go with the Slayers to their orientation so she could get an orientation of her own on Slayers. She had not wanted to, but Giles had pointed out that now that she had been activated, supernatural things, while not overly common in Colorado, would be drawn to her. This had started Janet worrying about Cassandra, her adopted daughter, so Carter had volunteered to go and pick the girl up and bring her to the SGC. Janet had then agreed to go with the Slayers.
Buffy took in Jack's outfit, most importantly the small odd looking gun that Jack had hanging around his neck. Dr. Jackson had a handgun in a hip holster, and Teal'c was standing there with some kind of a staff with a bulbous head on one end and a fan shaped spray of metal on the other, she doubted it was only a staff. Then to top it off, Doc Fraiser came in, talking to one of her assistants, and even she was carrying a pistol on her hip. "I thought we were going somewhere friendly, what's with all of the weapons?" Buffy asked, more than a little concerned.
"You never know what's on the other side of the gate when you go through. You should always go prepared," Jack replied, thinking this would be a good first lesson.
"You heard the man!" Buffy called back to her people, and almost as one they turned and ran back out of the room.
"Wha?" Jack exclaimed as he watched them go. Jack had a bad feeling about this; he knew how long it took Cassie to pick out something to wear, how long was it going to take them to choose weapons? Plus he'd hoped to get them away from the whole medieval motif at the Alpha Site. He needn't have worried though, within five minutes they were all back, Buffy gripping the Troll Hammer and the rest of the girls where carrying a crossbow of some type and had at least one sword or axe at their hips.
"Okay," Buffy said as laid the hammer on the floor with a thump, "Lead on, soldier man!"
O'Neill nodded to Sergeant Walter Hanniman, who activated the dialing computer. Buffy watched as the inner ring of the Stargate began to turn, each time it stopped one of the seven indicators would jump up and down then light up. Each time this happened the bald guy in the control room would say, "Coordinate whatever engaged." When he hit the seventh one he said, "Seventh coordinate locked, point of origin established." Just like in her dream, a jet of what looked like water exploded out of the gate, only to fall back into the circle and glittered there like it was a pool of water.
O'Neill let them enjoy the show, after a minute or two he waved his hand at the gate and said, "Ladies first!"
"You try and push me through and you will regret it Jack," Buffy warned him as he stepped up behind her.
"Moi?" Jack asked in an innocent tone.
"Vous," Buffy replied in an 'I'm on to you' voice.
Everyone else was paying attention to the byplay, so they didn't notice Dawn get a blank look on her face and her mouth forming a smile like she was looking at a long lost friend.
Buffy began the procession through the gate and one by one the others followed. Just before Dawn went through the gate her eyes flashed green.
Buffy flew out of the other side of the gate, only the fact that she was a Slayer allowed her to flip and land on her feet on the stone platform that the Stargate was on. She had to let go of the hammer though or its mass would have pulled her along with it. It plowed into the dirt at the feet of an older looking guy in armor, with a skullcap that didn't hide a gold embossed symbol on his forehead, much like Teal'c's, he was also caring one of those staff things that Teal'c had. Being a Slayer also helped keeping her lunch down, even if it didn't completely let her keep her dignity.
Buffy turned to make sure everyone else made it, they did, and she got a chance to be disgusted as Dawn walked out of the 'Gate as if she had just stepped through a door. To make matters worse, O'Neill and his people stepped out as calmly as she did.
Ignoring Willow and a couple of Slayers who had made it to the side of the 'gate platform before they started to vomit, O'Neill looked at Dawn and said, "You seem to be a natural."
Dawn could only nod, traveling through the gate was like something she had done before, many times, but she knew she hadn't.
"You bring guests O'Neill," The old guy said.
"Hey Bre'tac, we have some stuff to discuss. Glancing at Buffy he said, "Come on Buffy, Bre'tac is in charge of the Free Jaffa, I want to use his people for part of the orientation so I'd like to introduce you."
Jacob's eyes flashed and Selmak said, "I will brief the Tok'ra about what has developed." And he started moving toward where the Tok'ra had set up camp.
"Come with me," Bre'tac said as he gestured off to his right.
"Bre'tac, I'd like you to meet Buffy Summers, she's in charge of this little group," O'Neill said, gesturing to the non-SGC people in the group. "She's going to help us with a problem we have on another planet, but neither she or her people have been off planet before, and we'd like to show them a little bit about what they are up against."
Bre'tac stopped and looked at the group of young women following along behind armed with a wide assortment of primitive weaponry. Clearly not to sure of this he asked, "What experience do they bring to your problem?"
Selmak hurried to the side of the encampment that held the Tok'ra base. Malek must have had someone watching the gate because he was hurrying to meet Selmak, unfortunately he was not alone; Anise was with him.
Jacob sighed mentally. Selmak agreed, it would have been better if she had been off planet. Selmak respected the other Tok'ra's devotion to the cause, but her 'It doesn't matter the collateral damage, my research is too important,' attitude won her few friends.
"You know if Anise tries to experiment on Buffy or any of her people, Buffy will pull Anise out of Freya through her nostrils," Jacob commented as Malek and Anise arrived.
She barely managed to keep the laughter she felt out of Jacobs's voice as she greeted the other Tok'ra, Selmak silently agreed with Jacob.
"Greetings Selmak, you return early to us," Malek said solemnly.
"I bring grave news," Selmak replied. "Last night a vampire escaped through the Tau'ri's Stargate.
"What?" Anise exclaimed. "How could they be so careless?"
"That is indeed grave news," Anise agreed. "Give us the location of this planet. We will see if we can deal with this creature. If need be we can let this information leak to a System Lord. They have no desire to see this plague spread and will deal with it."
"By sterilizing the planet," Selmak protested. "Besides that is not the grave news I bring."
"What could be graver than that?" Malek asked, in maybe I don't really want to know voice.
"The Tau'ri have allied with the Slayer."
Both Anise and Malek blanched, and looked toward the group that was talking to Master Bre'tac on the other side of the clearing. "How could you allow that to happen?" Anise hissed. "And to bring her here? Do you realize how much of our remaining strength is here now? You've doomed us all!"
"Or, I have brought the means of our salvation," Selmak said almost placidly, "Because that is also not the grave news I bear."
"Stop the games Selmak, what is the news you bring," Malek ordered.
"That there are more Slayers than we have dreamed in our worst nightmares and they are out here with us. Of the people that I traveled here with, only four were not Slayers."
"That's impossible, there is only one Slayer at a time," Anise declared with utter surety.
"No longer," Selmak stated. "The Redhead that came through the gate with me woke the others."
Anise looked up and began staring at the redhead in question. "No Anise," Selmak said sternly. "She is life-mated to a Slayer, and the leader of them is her best friend. If you are lucky they will just kill you."
"That goes for all of the Slayers Anise," Malek ordered, "Stay away from them."
"There is more," Selmak stated.
Malek, looking almost punch drunk said, "Give it all to us then."
"The young Jaffa female? She too is a Slayer, as is Doctor Fraiser of the SGC."
Anise looked shocked, "How can a Jaffa become a Slayer?"
"I know not, but she is, and what ever the Slayer is, it is reversing the changes that made her Jaffa."
"Teal'c and Bre'tac will jump on that, if they can isolate what is being done, they can break the Jaffa's reliance on the Goa'uld forever," Anise muttered, without that control the Jaffa would be free to follow their own destiny. With leaders like Bre'tac and Teal'c she had no real worries, but there were other Jaffas out there who might not take such and enlightened view with the Tok'ra.
"We must make an alliance with these people, Selmak" Malek mused. "Since you already have a rapport with the Slayer, you will be our ambassador to them," he ordered.
Selmak nodded, he had known he would be tapped for the job when he reported. Ah well, Jacob would get to spend some more time with Sam and Mark, so it all had a silver lining.
"Have you ever heard the term Slayer Master Bre'tac?" O'Neill asked.
Bre'tac thought about it but shook his head.
"They are Hok'tar," Teal'c said.
Bre'tac nodded. Then in a move too swift to follow, he swung his staff at Buffy's ankles. She nimbly leaped over the staff and before Bre'tac could bring it back had moved in and grabbed his wrist in a firm grip. "Thanks, but I gave up jump rope a long time ago," Buffy quipped.
Bre'tac smiled, this would be interesting, "What do you require O'Neill?"
"I'd like to give them some basic training with firearms, and then have a bunch of your Free Jaffa chase them around the woods with intars for an hour or two to give them a feel for what could be waiting for them out here."
"Fair enough, while you give them the firearms training I will put a chase team together.
Chapter 33
Jack led them on a short hike that ended on a firing range. About twenty lanes were set up with targets every fifty meters or so. There was an open tower set up in the center of the lanes with two men in SGC uniforms standing in it. A door was set in the hill at the back of the range with a cage around the entrance. Jack walked up to the cage and greeted the man inside and requested a variety of firearms. The range master nodded and passed the guns out.
Jack first held up a pistol, "This is a berretta M9 semiautomatic pistol. It fires a 9mm cartridge and is the primary sidearm of the SGC." He then went on to do the same with several other guns and explained how they were used. He then had the Slayers come forward and began showing them how to fieldstrip the various weapons.
Jack found that the Slayers seemed to have an innate instinct for the firearms. No matter which one they chose, within twenty minutes of picking the gun up for the first time, they were able to pick them up, take them apart, and reassemble them. Jack did the blindfold test within the first hour, the Slayers all passed. Dawn wasn't too, bad, and Xander was surprisingly good.
He then showed them how to load and fire them. After he had done his demonstration, he had a couple of the range instructors and Doc Fraiser start letting them put holes in targets. After he got Buffy, Dawn and Kennedy started, Willow had refused to have anything to do with firearms; he handed them off to a range instructor and started walking the shooting lanes to see how they were doing. The answer was disturbingly well. Within the first clip they were shooting at least at expert level and many of them were shooting in marksman range. He ideally thought about having one of their Barrets shipped in from Earth, the .50 caliber sniper rifle could hit things a mile out and he was curious to see what a Slayer could do with one. On the other hand, none of the ladies seemed to have any idea that such a gun existed, and he wasn't sure he wanted them too.
Teal'c walked onto the range and checked out the Slayers. They seemed to be comfortable with the firearms, smoothly shooting and swapping out clips. Slayer Vi, at the far end of the range, was hip-firing an M-60 machinegun at full auto and was holding it on the farthest target on the range and seemed to be keeping it on target.
He nodded to O'Neill and started to the other end of the shooting line. Coming up behind Buffy he frowned. She was putting holes in paper just like the others, but she seemed unnaturally stiff, almost jumping as she squeezed the trigger of the M4 rifle. "Is there a problem Buffy Summers?" He asked as she swapped out clips.
Buffy looked up at the big Jaffa, "I really don't like guns. Plus, getting shot last year didn't really help any."
Teal'c nodded, he knew Jaffa who once wounded by a staff weapon could not hear one going off without flinching. "Perhaps you would like to try my staff weapon?"
Buffy checked out the six foot long pole with a bulbous head on one end and a fan shaped spray of metal at the other. "Sure, why not?" Teal'c handed her the weapon and began explaining its use to her.
O'Neill was helping Dawn with the sights on her P90 when he spotted Teal'c handing Buffy his staff. He frowned, staff weapons were not his favorite. Oh, they were dangerous enough, you defiantly didn't want to get hit with one, but they were impossible to aim, as they were normally hip fired, so were inaccurate at much beyond ten or twenty meters. This forced the Jaffa to use mass fire tactics, which meant that they usually had to bunch, which meant they were dead meat to the rapid fire, shoulder held rifles and submachine guns that the SGC used. So as soon as Dawn was shooting again he headed over there to explain the tactical problems the staff's generated. He got there just as Buffy was preparing to shoot the first time.
"Buffy," he began, as the first shot went over the fifty meter target by a good half foot, "You, see what the problem is with those things, beyond thirty or forty feet you can't hit the broad side of a barn with them."
Buffy just corrected the staff slightly and blew a hole in the center of the fifty meter target. O'Neill put it down as luck, until starting with the hundred meter target she blew out the center of each of the rest of the targets in her lane, one right after the other. Finally she turned and letting loose one shot, she blew up the last target in farthest lane. The Range Master popped out of his chair, blowing his whistle. He spit it out and yelled, "Cease fire all lanes! Lane one! Stay in your own lane!"
Buffy waved embarrassedly and called, "Sorry!" Then, turning to Teal'c and O'Neill, "Do they make these things any shorter?"
Chapter 34
Rak'nor strode up behind Teal'c's son, Rya'c, who was staring into the woods. "Do you wish you had followed Mel'nik and his Jaffa?" he asked the frowning boy.
Rya'c shook his head. Master Bre'tac had chosen thirty Jaffa and explained that the Tau'ri that had come through the Chapa'ai would be hunted by them. Mel'nik had scoffed and had stated that thirty Jaffa against ten women would hardly be a challenging hunt. Master Bre'tac had offered to let him take as many Jaffa as he wished and that he could have a ten minute head start over the rest of the Jaffa. Mel'nik had taken nine others and had started the chase after the five minute head start that Master Bre'tac had given the Tau'ri and the lone Jaffa female. "No, I was trying to ascertain if Master Bre'tac truly thought that we needed thirty warriors to hunt down the Tau'ri, or if he anticipated Mel'nik and that twenty will be enough."
Rak'nor turned his bearded face to the younger Jaffa and asked, "Why do you not think Mel'nik will be successful?"
"The Tau'ri women did not enter the woods like prey, they entered it like hunters, even the young female Jaffa. Doctor Fraiser had some apprehension, but her body language also indicated she looked forward to what was to come. Mel'nik and his men are probably already neutralized."
Out of sight behind him Rya'c did not realize that both Master Bre'tac and his father had heard every word the young Jaffa had said, Bre'tac turned and nodded to Teal'c, who smiled with pride.
"Master Rak'nor?" Bre'tac called, "You may begin your pursuit."
Chapter 35
Major Samantha Carter walked up to were Colonel O'Neill and her father stood looking into the woods. A circle had been set up nearby and there were about a dozen Jaffa sitting in there looking dejected. Off to one side Bre'tac was speaking with another Jaffa who looked more angry than dejected. Carter had been dealing with Jaffa long enough now though that she recognized that the Jaffa in question wasn't angry as much as embarrassed, not something that a Jaffa wore well.
"The Slayers seem to be doing pretty good," Carter said by way of greeting.
O'Neill shrugged, keeping his voice down he said, "This group? They went in ten minutes ahead of the rest of them."
"To act as beaters?" She asked.
Her father shook his head, "The ring leader didn't think that there was anything to worry about from a bunch of girls."
Sam winced, "I guess it didn't work out to well."
Her father lips quirked, "From what I've heard around camp, Bre'tac has been trying to get the guy to use his head for something other than keeping his helmet off of his shoulders for months. I think, he hoped this lesson would sink in."
Carter was about to reply when she saw Janet Frasier helping a limping Rak'nor out of the woods. O'Neill and Jacob Carter saw them at the same time and moved to help them.
"What happened?" Sam asked her friend.
"This big lunk found this planets equivalent of a gofer hole. When I saw him go down I knew he was hurt so I moved to help him. Silly me thinking that a medical issue would halt the exercise so I got shot from half a dozen intars from the other side."
Rak'nor grimaced, "In an actual battle there is no 'time outs'."
Janet frowned at him, "So since I was out anyway, I decided to help Rak'nor back and do some x-rays of his ankle."
"I am telling you Doctor Janet Fraiser, that my ankle is only twisted and I do not need any x-rays."
"I'll be the judge of that Rak'nor, I saw how hard you went down, and I want to make sure there isn't serious damage. If it's necessary, I'll throw you over my shoulder and carry you to the infirmary!" There might be some benefits to being a Slayer Janet mused.
"That Doctor you can not do!" Rak'nor exclaimed.
"Oh, no?" Janet threatened. She knew that Bre'tac had explained to Rak'nor what a Slayer was.
"Indeed not, were I over your shoulder, my head would be bouncing on the ground," he said, his eyes twinkling.
He didn't resist though when Janet started toward the medical building, Carter could barely smother a giggle when she heard Janet say, "Making short jokes, eh? I think you might need some booster shots too, I wonder where they keep the big needles!"
Chapter 36
R'yac hunched down behind a rock took stock of the situation. It wasn't good. He concluded that Bre'tac thought that they would need the full thirty Jaffa he had selected to finish this hunt. He was also suspecting that Master Bretac and Rak'nor may have decided to see what he could do if he suddenly found himself thrust into command. He thought this because Rak'nor had been awfully exposed when he had fell, normally he was much more careful.
R'yac checked his surviving forces out. He was down to twelve Jaffa, but, they were spread out in such a way that the Tau'ri they hunted would not be able to flee unnoticed. However, the Tau'ri had only lost three of their number so far, one of which being Dr. Fraiser, when she went to help Rak'nor. He felt slightly guilty about that one, but he had not even thought about it when the diminutive doctor had popped out from behind her cover. He, and five of his Jaffa had automatically tracked and shot the target of opportunity. She had not looked pleased when she was hit with the intar blasts. He was very surprised that she was not rendered unconscious by the multiple hits. His next physical was still two months away, he hopped that if he pulled Doctor Janet Fraiser as his physician, that she had forgiven him for shooting her.
He knew that the exercise had to be almost over, and there was no way that he would be able to keep the Tau'ri pinned with the forces he had. He also could not attack the Tau'ri frontally with the forces he had, they were in what was probably the best natural fortress on the training grounds, a clump of rocks that had natural firing steps, paths that completely concealed the defenders, and three entrances that allowed for either sallies or escape. The seven defenders in there might have been able to hold off all thirty of the original Jaffa force, they certainly could hold off his twelve. What he couldn't figure out is why they weren't attacking. He knew that if they did, considering the skill with which they took out four of the Jaffa that had shot Doctor Janet Fraiser, his forces would be destroyed.
R'yac considered the situation, he couldn't attack, and he would be destroyed if he was attacked, he decided that the only thing he could do is to make sure that word of these Tau'ri made it back to his commander. Waving to the nearest Jaffa to him, he motioned for him to fall back, and meet at the rendezvous point, and to pass it on. Getting the attention of the Jaffa on the other side he did the same. Once he was sure his orders had been passed on he began shifting back. As soon as he stared moving whistles started being blown indicating that exercise was over.
R'yac waited until the Tau'ri females started to stand up and their weapons where being slung before he stood up. They were much too accurate to take chances with. He saw his father walking through the woods and hung his head. He was surprised when his father walked up to him and took his shoulders in his hands and shook them strongly. R'yac frowned, "I don't understand father. Why are congratulating me? I lost."
Teal'c smiled fondly at his son, "No R'yac. You did exactly the right thing. You saw that with the forces at hand you could not prevail, so you did the only thing you could do, you retreated so you could tell you commanders what you had run into, and gather more forces to continue the hunt. Had you attacked, you would have been wiped out, and had you attempted to contain them you also likely would have been wiped out. You would have taken some of the enemy with you, but any further pursuers would have been forced to learn the lessons you had already learned. I am much pleased with you."
Buffy for her part was more than a little concerned. Sure, they had won. But they had also lost a third of their people. She shouldn't really count Doc Fraiser, at least Buffy didn't think that she would jump out of cover to provide medical attention to an enemy in a real fight, but Jenny and Vi had been nailed fair and square. Monsters mostly didn't use ranged weapons, but if they started Buffy could see some real problems cropping up. She would get with Giles and see if he agreed that firearms training in the future would be something they to future training.
As they walked Buffy found herself walking with the Jaffa that had taken over when his boss had taken himself out of the fight by tripping and falling. Seeing that she had noticed him he said, "Greetings, my name is R'yac."
"Buffy Summers," she replied.
"Why did you not attack? With the abilities you showed, you could have destroyed my forces easily."
Buffy shrugged, "It was timed. I didn't see getting any more of my people shot. You needed to catch us, we just needed to survive. We are probably going to be going after some vampires later today. I want my people to be as fresh as possible."
R'yac frowned, "What is a vampire?"
"Well," Buffy began. Then used the rest of the hike to explain exactly what a vampire was to the young Jaffa.
O'Neill was waiting for them as they exited the woods. He motioned them over to a set of bleachers that were set up in front of a stage that had a set of maps for the exercise area on them. Buffy looked and saw that there was a set of red arrows, and a set of blue arrows already drawn on them. It didn't take much to figure out that the blue arrows represented what she and her people had done, and the red arrows represented the Jaffa forces.
Once everyone had been seated and water bottles had been passed out O'Neill, Bre'tac, and Teal'c took the stage, "All right people," O'Neill began. "We are going to do a quick debrief on what happened." He picked up a pointer and pointed at the first red arrow, "Mel'nik, what happened?" As he pointed at where the first set of arrows ended at a formation that was nicknamed 'Del Shaka Mal', the official saying of the Free Jaffa nation, translated it meant 'I die free'. It was so named because while it was a superb defensive position, there was no way out of it either. Jaffa who found themselves in a losing position often went in there so they could at least run up the body count on the other side.
The Jaffa in question stood up, it was clear that he was mortified, both because his forces had been wiped out in under a minute by the Tau'ri females he had dismissed, but, also because the Jaffa force had been split on his insistence, the Jaffa side had suffered a defeat in the end. "I was overconfident; I dismissed what they might be capable of because they were females, so I when the Jaffa female jumped out in front of us and started running I did not consider that she could be leading us into a trap. Because of that, we were trapped in Del Shaka Mal and destroyed. Because of my actions the Jaffa did not have the forces to storm the Tau'ri position so we lost the exercise."
O'Neill nodded, "That sums it pretty nicely Mel'nik, thank you. Now, have you learned anything from this?"
Mel'nik nodded, "I've learned not to take things at face value. To not rush into things based on how I think they are, rather to base my plans on facts not beliefs."
O'Neill grinned, "Okay you can sit down." Turning to Janet Fraiser as she helped the limping Rak'nor into a lower seat on the bleachers, "And Doc, have we learned anything about popping out from behind cover?"
Janet gave him a look that promised many things, none of them pleasant, for his next physical, as a chuckle came from the audience.
Jack then turned back to the board and critiqued the exercise. All in all, considering this was really the first time she had done anything like this, Buffy was pleased with the result. She considered some of what O'Neill considered taking foolish chances, such as having Nessa jump out in front of Mel'nik and his boys, was simply that he didn't fully understand what Slayers were capable of. Their was some things she had never considered and would. She decided that when they got back she would have Giles start looking for someplace to set up this kind of training grounds for the Slayers. She'd also see if the SGC would suggest some people to act as trainers. She sighed to herself. She'd thought they were pretty much set up, now she was seeing that they had not even begun.
They shared a meal with the Jaffa, Buffy found herself wanting to kidnap Master Bre'tac to run the Slayer Academy. Maybe he would consent to writing up a syllabus for it. She noticed that R'yac was talking with Bre'tac and Teal'c for most of the meal. By the end Master Bre'tac came and sat next to Buffy. "R'yac has explained your problem to me. When it comes time to hunt these vampires, could I offer you the service of some of my Free Jaffa? This is not purely altruistic. If these vampires spread, it will be hard on all people, it would be better to stop it before it gets out of hand."
Buffy glanced over at O'Neill, who she knew was close enough to have heard the offer. He gave a sharp nod. "Thank you Master Bre'tac. Any help would be muchly appreciated."
After the meal was over the various Tau'ri groups headed back to the Stargate accompanied Bre'tac and Rak'nor, who had already been chosen as the leader of the Free Jaffa forces that were going on the vampire hunt. "Why don't you get your people together and hold here. We aren't sure if our gate will connect to the gate that the vampire went to. If it hasn't we'll need to use this one anyway. If we can connect we'll let you know and you can go directly there." Rak'nor nodded in agreement.
Sam dialed the SGC and after sending their GDO code the Tau'ri filed into the Gate.
The second trip through was a lot more pleasant than the first. Rather than being thrown out the other side Buffy found herself striding out. Jack, who had been one of the first through was surprised, normally it took more than one trip to get that poised.
"After you medical checks, Ms. Summers, Col. O'Neill please come to the briefing room so we can finalize plans for your mission," General Hammond ordered.
"Sure thing General," O'Neill replied. Holding up his hand he motioned the Slayers and friends through the door, "This way to the needles," he said in a teasing voice. Buffy was smiling right up until she got next to him. Whirling she grabbed seemingly empty air next to him and slammed something up against the wall. Pulling a dagger out of nowhere she snarled, "All right show yourself! Unless you want to find out if you are as invisible on the inside as you are on the outside!"
A figure appeared, female, wearing a beige with brown stripes bodysuit, with wild frizzy brown hair. Her brown eyes were wide in terror, turning to O'Neill she gasped, "Colonel O'Neill?" She said, appealing for mercy to the SGC Colonel.
"Lya?' O'Neill asked, not really believing it.
