Title: Cordelia Sheppard

Author: Kyra

Disclaimer: If you recognize it, I don't own it! If I did, I probably wouldn't be writing fanfiction.

Summary: While going through boxes in the attic, Cordelia finds adoption papers.

Fandoms: Buffy and Stargate Atlantis

Spoilers: Buffy: Through Graduation. SGA: End of Season 1

Warnings: None that I can think of.

A/N: *hides* Please don't hurt me! *peers out from hiding place* I know, I know, it's been forever since I updated this; I apologize for that. But, hey! New chapter! So, yay! I hope you all like it. :-)

Chapter 9: Reactive

Cordelia huffed in annoyance as she watched her friend pace the office they'd been left in after Cordy's blood had been drawn. They had been waiting on the results for the last half hour, latter twenty minutes of which Faith had been pacing for.

"Seriously, Faith, you're gonna make me sick with all your pacing," Cordy stated, sighing thankfully as Faith stopped walking and leaned against the wall across the room. Her relief was short-lived, however, as Faith's foot started tapping a few seconds later. "FAITH!"

"I'm sorry!" Faith exclaimed. "You know I'm no good with the whole sitting-still thing. Part of the package. And things were so dead last night I have more energy than I know what to do with."

"I know, I know," Cordy said. "Believe me, that's the only reason I haven't killed you yet."

Faith pouted at her friend. "And here I was, thinkin' it's 'cause you love me so much."

Cordelia just snorted and Faith grinned before turning her attention to the shelves lining the office they were in. "What the hell is all this shit?" she asked as she took in the weird objects. "I mean, what? Did they decide to stick us in a room with top-secret military junk?" She sent a suspicious look at the other brunette. "You think they're looking for an excuse to kill us?"

Cordelia laughed in response. "I doubt it. Though, to tell you the truth, I'm kinda wondering what some of this is,too," she said as she stood up from where she'd been sitting behind the desk and crossed the room to join her friend in front of a shelf. "I mean, they seem to be using it for decorative purposes, but it's more like they didn't know what it was so they figured if it was gonna sit somewhere collecting dust, it might as well look pretty doing so. Honestly, some of this stuff looks like something we'd find in Giles's office or private collection or something, ya know?"

Faith nodded as she continued looking over the shelf's contents before her eyes lit up as they landed on an object just down the wall from where she stood. "Oooo! Look!" she exclaimed as she reached for the intricate dagger sitting on the shelf. "Shiny! And sharp! Two of my favorite things!"

A second later, the door to the room opened behind them, just in time for John and General O'Neill to see Faith's fingers wrap around the dagger as she picked it up. As her fingers touched the weapon, a bright flash of light engulfed the room and Faith sucked in a sharp breath. As the light faded, Faith was left standing there, the dagger still in hand and a look on her face that seemed to be a cross between drugged-out and blissed-out.

"Faith?" Cordy questioned as she took a hesitant step toward her friend.

"Whoa!" Faith breathed, "What a rush!"

John and O'Neill rushed across the room to where Faith and Cordelia stood.

"Are you two okay?" John asked as the two men hesitated just a few feet away.

"I'm fine," Cordelia replied.

"Yeah," Faith nodded dazedly, "I'm good."

"Good, then why don't you hand me the dagger?" O'Neill said, the question more of a politely worded order than a request.

"Huh?" Faith shook her head and blinked rapidly as she came back to her senses a bit more. She looked down at the dagger in her hand then back up at O'Neill, who was reaching out to take it from her. Shaking her head, Faith jumped back away from the General, the hand holding the dagger going behind her back and out of his reach. "Mine," she stated, a slight growl to her voice and a possessive glint in her eyes.

"Faith?" Cordy asked, not understanding her friend's reaction. Sure, she knew Faith liked the dagger, but she didn't understand why the other brunette was acting so possessive of it.

Faith looked up and her gaze locked on Cordy's. "It's mine, Cor," she said. "I can't explain it, but…It's mine. It's like…like it's meant for me, ya know? Or…or maybe, for someone like me…"

Cordelia looked confused for a second before understanding flashed across her features. "Oh! Ohhhh… You mean…?" Faith nodded and Cordy curiously eyed the dagger she could barely see behind Faith's back. "How do you know?"

"I'm calm, Cordy," Faith said. "Like, completely calm. All that extra energy I had, like, two minutes ago? It's gone."

Cordy looked surprised for a second before studying her friend and realizing it was true. "Hunh."

"Um, excuse me?" The two girls snapped their eyes over to the nearly forgotten men standing in the room at the sound of General O'Neill's voice. "I'm glad you two are having some sort of epiphany, but I need you to give me that dagger."

"Come on, Faith, just give it to him. I'm sure we can figure something out later and you can get it back," Cordy said, knowing that if her friend refused, thing s could turn very bad very fast.

Faith nodded slowly as she pulled her arm from behind her back, taking hold of the blade and reluctantly handing the dagger to the General with a pout.

"Okay, now, since you seem to know, would one of you care to explain what the hell just happened?!" O'Neill demanded.

Faith shrugged. "I really have no idea," she replied. "All I know is that I felt calmer holding that thing than I have since I was-" She stopped short and bit her lip slightly before amending what she was going to say. "Than I have in over a year."

Realizing that that was all they were going to get out of Faith, O'Neill and John turned to look at Cordelia, hoping she'd shed a bit more light on the situation.

"Oh, don't look at me!" Cordy said as she held her hands up in a surrendering motion and back up toward the desk in the center of the room. "I have no idea." Feeling her legs hit the desk, Cordy leaned back, sitting on the edge and putting her hands on the surface. She jumped slightly as her hand landed on something and a small 'beep' was heard. Looking down, she saw a small, grey rectangular object with a screen in the center. As she pulled her hand away, it brushed across the screen and it lit up, little glowing dots visible all over the screen. "Oh!" She looked up at John and O'Neill as she picked it up and held it out. "I think I turned on your…gameboy, or whatever it is."

Neither man moved to take the device from her, both staring at her in shock as she stood there holding the 'gameboy' out towards them.

Cordy glanced between the small device in her hand and the staring men in front of her in confusion. "What?"

YAY! New chapter! WOOT! *dances* Finally! I hope I didn't confuse anyone too much with this chapter, especially the bit with Cordy at the end. That part, at least, should be explained in the next chapter; the Faith part, maybe the chapter after that…

Also, on a side note, the new semester started this week...stupid school, its gonna take away from my reading/writing time! But no worries! I have two months worth of posts already written! There's three more chapters for this fic and a 4-part Dawn-centric BtVS/LVG crossover. I'll be alternating between these two over the next few weeks, with a Baby!Connor fic thrown in somewhere if I get it written.

Anyway, I hope you liked it and can't wait to see what you think!

~ Kyra