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            Buffy was bored. This was the 4th apartment and nothing had happened yet. As they went up the stairs she noticed how neat an old building this was. It was only 10 minutes from Norad, right on the edge of Colorado Springs. Even as the realtor unlocked the door and turned on the lights Buffy had decided she would take this one. Inside it had high ceilings with carved moldings, a fireplace and everything was a warm vanilla color. It was not too yellow and not too white.

            Buffy checked the laundry room, the plumbing and the view then she turned to the man and nodded, "This is it. I'll take it." Buffy looked around and smiled, this would be her first very own place. She thought about Dawn but put it away for now. She signed the lease and walked the realtor out to his car and waved. She was about to walk to the staff car when she was grabbed and stuffed into a trunk and the car sped away.

            "Oh for crying out loud." Buffy muttered in disgust. She lay in the trunk and waited until the car stopped. She was roughly man handled into a room and strapped to a gurney. Pretending to be scared she asked, "What are you doing?" the man in the lab coat smiled, and said, " Don't worry." And injected her with something, knocking her out.

            When she awoke she stayed still, eyes just slits as she listened to the voices in the room. Her system metabolized any kind of medication much quicker than normal so she was awake already. "Sir, I'm sorry. I took this blood myself and there is nothing there. Doctor Frazier was telling the truth." He said plaintively. The man in the suit snarled and came to stand over her, his face ugly with rage. "How long will she be out?" he asked. "A couple of hours Sir." The man shook his head and stalked out, "Call me. I want to see what happens when we cut her up." was his parting remark.

            Buffy shook her head, 'Oh no we don't. No cutting up the Buffy.' She thought and popped the ridiculous restraints. Sitting up she undid the rest before slipping behind the scientist and knocking him out. She knew she was being monitored so she looked into the camera, "Listen to me. There will be no more experiments on me. I'm leaving." She opened the door on the surprised guards and took them out. Leaving the guns where they were she heard the sound of booted feet in the hallway and did a spider man, wedging herself in the top of the hallway as the armed men pounded underneath. Dropping lightly to the ground she made it to an exit when she heard gunfire from behind her. She turned and waved bye to the enraged man in the suit and kicked open the door. It was on the second floor but she made the jump easily as a dark van pulled up. The door opened and Jack hauled her in, before they sped off.

            Buffy laughed as Jack took her into his arms and squeezed the stuffing out of her. She patted his back, "I'm ok Jack. Really." She looked at Teal'c over Jack's shoulder and the Jaffa said, "Colonel O'Neill was most concerned about you Buffy Summers." Buffy nodded and pulled back from Jack, she was about to say something when Jack went pale. "You're bleeding!" he said with horror. Buffy looked down to see her side sluggishly bleeding from a wound she hadn't felt. "Well son of a gun. So I am." She said and passed out.

            She woke again with Janet hovering. "Did you get the bullet out?" was Buffy's first question. Janet smiled, "Yep, bullets' out and the wound is almost healed. You can get up if feel like." Buffy sat up and looked around, "Can I have something to drink?" Janet gave her a cup of orange juice when a commotion caused her to look up, and Jack burst into the cubicle.

            "Buffy, are you ok?" he asked going to her side and giving her a hug. Buffy leaned against him for comfort, "All better now." She sighed, enjoying the feel of his strong arms around her.

            General Hammond came in a moment later, smiling at the two of them. "We've apprehended the people at that lab." Buffy sighed in relief and Jack tightened his arms about her. "They were going to cut me to see how quick I heal. I decided that No, they were not, which is why I left there early." She shook her head. "Monsters are monsters, whether demon or in human form." The General nodded, and Teal'c said, "I have always found it so."

            Buffy perked up, "But hey, I signed on an apartment!" she smiled and Jack choked, "What?" She turned to look at him, "It has 12 foot ceilings, carved moldings and a heck of a view. It will be my first place, by myself." And then Buffy burst into tears.

            Jack held her, patting her back, "Oh Blondie, I know you miss Dawn and your friends. I know.," he whispered as she sobbed. Janet shooed everyone out and let them have privacy.

"Hey, I'll get you a cat or a bird. That way you won't be alone, OK?" Jack asked, desperate to help her cope with her enormous loss. Buffy laughed shakily, wiping her face with a handkerchief. "I hate cats but a bird would be nice." She said, and heaved a big sigh. Jack rested his cheek on her head and sighed too.

            "Jack?" she asked.

"Hmm." He responded.

"Why did you run?"

"I was scared."

"You didn't fool me for a second."

"I know."