Nope-I don't own Buffy or Stargate

            Buffy watched the looks of amazement and disbelief on the face of those around her. She turned and only saw mild amusement on the man behind her. "Who are all of you?" she asked, and where am I?"

            "I'm Jack O'Neill," the man said, and he pointed, "Doc Frasier, Major Carter on the computer over there, Teal'c and Daniel. The glowering man there is General Hammond." And the man shook his head in wry amusement at Jack.

            "Sir, you need to see this." Carter said quietly and the General walked over to what she was pointing at. "It says here that Sunnydale was abandoned because of an earthquake 25 years ago." Buffy shook her head, "I've lived there for 9 years, I just jumped into the portal," she looked at her broken and blackened watch, "well, not very long ago. What in the hell happened?" she asked in a very frustrated tone. Jack thought about then looked at Carter, "Alternate reality?" he asked and Sam nodded thoughtfully, "God knows it's happened more than once."

            "Buffy Summers, what is a 'Slayer'?" Teal'c asked.

            Buffy sighed and rested against the Jack's chest and thought how to answer the basic question of her life.

            "Ok here goes. 'Into each generation a Slayer is born. One girl in all the world, a Chosen one. One born with the strength and skills to fight vampires, to stop the swell of evil and the swell of their numbers." (A/N Quote from UPN site) Buffy smiled at the confusion. "Well, in my world there are demons and vampires and the Hellmouth and I fight to contain the evil so it doesn't spread."

            Suddenly Janet gasped and looked at Buffy's wound. "All of your wounds are healed, not even a scar!" and Janet carefully checked the head wound and saw it was healed too. Buffy nodded again, "Part and parcel of my slayer ness. In exchanged for getting the crap beat out of me on a regular basis, I heal super quick."

Daniel looked at the General, "Better not let NID know about this." He murmured. The General nodded decisively, "Agreed. Miss Summers, You are confined to this base until we figure out what is going on. I'll assign you an authorized escort until such time we can decide what to do with you. For now I am not making any decisions as to your fate."

Jack cleared his throat, "General, I'll take care of her." he said.

            General Hammond's eyes scrutinized his second in command closely and nodded, 'maybe this was a good thing for Jack.' He thought privately. "Ok Jack, she's yours." He said and Daniel laughed while Teal'c merely raised an eyebrow.

            Jack led Buffy to VIP quarters and showed her where the bathroom was. She sat on the end of the bed with a sigh, kicking off her tennis shoes and studied the man before her. He was about 6'1, lean and muscular. He had brown hair quickly going gray and there was humor and intelligence in his eyes. She didn't know why but she instinctively trusted this man with her life, normally she trusted no one, well except Giles.

Jack knelt before her and took her hands, "I can't promise anything. But I'll try my damndest to make everything ok." Overwhelmed she leaned forward and kissed Jack gently and both of them were shook by the explosion of feeling from the contact. He stood, trying to reorient himself then took one of her shoes, and "I'll get you a pair of BDU's to change into What size are you?" he asked, trying to get his scrambling pulse under control.

            Buffy shook her head and tried to get herself under control, "Um, I'm a size 5 or 6. Try 6." She said and headed into the bathroom to take a shower. Jack walked out of her room and leaned against the closed door. Shaking himself he went in search of something for Buffy to wear.

            Buffy undressed wearily, reassured to see showers were the same in any universe. Setting the water to as hot as she could stand, she moved into it, letting it wash the blood and sweat from her skin. She washed her hair and soaped herself down, rinsing thoroughly. She then thought of Dawn and how much she missed her and suddenly dissolved into tears, sliding to the floor of the shower and crying as if her heart would break.

            Jack found her like this after waiting in her room for sometime. "Buffy?" he called out, going to the door of the bathroom and hearing her heartwrenching sobs. Filled with sadness for all that she lost he took off his boondockers and crawled into the shower with her and held her under the cooling water. As she started to shiver from the cold he reached behind him and shut off the shower, then grabbed a towel and bundled her up into it and carried her out of the bathroom, squelching water out of his uniform as he walked. He set her on the bed, and went in and grabbed the rest of the towels and wrapped another one around her, then he stripped off his uniform shirt, and pants, standing in his black t-shirt and boxers and tried to dry himself off a bit.

            Buffy looked at him and laughed softly, "That wasn't very smart Jack." She said. He threw her a mock dirty look, "Listen Blondie, I didn't want you to drown in there." He smiled and walked to the phone, "Hey Danny, get me dry clothes out of my locker would ya? I need everything, and bring it to the VIP room. NO! I did not. You have a very dirty mind for an archeologist. Just bring me a damn uniform. Yeah, thanks." He hung up, muttering about friends who thought they were funny.

            He turned his back on Buffy, "You have 5 minutes to get presentable." Buffy sat up and dried herself off quickly, scrambling into the dry clothes. "Ok." She said and Jack turned around. She was wearing the black t-shirt and the BDU pants and looked like a soldiers pin-up girl. "Um, wow." Was all he said. They both jumped at the knock on the door and Jack went to answer it. Daniel laughed as he looked at his friend, "Did you go swimming Jack?" he asked, shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter. "Har har." And shut the door in Daniel's face.

            "That wasn't very nice Jack." Buffy shook her head at him, laughter in her eyes. Jack stripped off his wet t-shirt and Buffy's mouth went dry at the sight of his bare chest. His chest had a sprinkling of brown hair that disappeared into his boxers, causing her to feel like she had lost her breath. Spinning around she fought for control and said shakily, "Why don't you go into the bathroom and change."

            Jack nodded and walked in with his dry clothes and shut the door. Shaking his head at his over active imagination he dressed in his dry clothes and came back out to check on Buffy. She had lain down and fell asleep. He walked over, brushed her hair off her face gently and left, flipping off the light.