I do not own Stargate and I do not own Buffy. I do however own the storyline. So, enjoy.

After Buffy's death Willow takes responsibility for Dawn and moves, with Tara, to Colorado after she is offered a job.

Chapter 1

"Alright Dawn, take care." instructed Willow Rosenburg shooing the girl into her new school. The teenager flashed a nervous smile behind her before climbing the steps to the foyer, hopefully she could find someone who could show her the Principal's office. Outside, Willow started the engine and drove off.

Dawn stood in the foyer and looked around, nobody seemed to notice that she was there. It was a typical high school with neutral coloured walls and floor and steel lockers lining the corridor. A map tacked to a notice board on her left told her that the lunch room was somewhere along the same corridor she was staring down but there was no sign of the Principal's office.

"Hi." said a voice in her ear making her jump. "Sorry, you're new here right?" Asked the girl in a friendly tone. She had crimped cinnamon hair and hazel eyes with a slight sprinkle of freckles across her nose and cheeks.

"Um...yeah. Am I that obvious?" She asked trying to break the ice. The girl giggled slightly.

"A little, my names Cassandra Frasier. I guess you'll be wanting the Principal's office."

"Dawn Summers, and that's where I'd be headed if I could find it." This elicited another giggle from Cassandra.

"Don't worry, nobody can ever find it first time round. I'll show you." A bell rang and students began emptying into the classrooms, Dawn followed her new friend. "So, what brings you to Colorado?"

"Oh, I used to live in Sunnydale...California, but Willow got a job here."

"Willow?" Cassandra repeated curiously, "That your mom?" She immediately regretted asking that because Dawn stared sadly at her feet for a second.

"No. My mom died so I had to live with my sister, but she died too so now I live with Willow."

"I'm sorry. My parents are dead too." They lapsed into silence for a minute before arriving at a green door with 'Principal Daynor' embossed on a bronze plaque. "I'll see you later." Said Cassandra before leaving Dawn to face Principal Daynor. She raised a fist and knocked gingerly on the door.

*****

Willow opened the brown envelope that she had stashed in a box under her bed to prevent either Dawn or Tara from getting hold of it. She felt horribly guilty for doing so, she trusted her girlfriend and Dawn and knew that they wouldn't open a parcel that wasn't addressed to them but the woman on the phone had told her that she must keep its contents a complete secret from everyone. She had stressed that point more than anything. She tossed the empty package onto the passenger seat and eyed what had been inside. A security pass for the Cheyenne Mountain Military Complex and a letter instructing her of a date and time that she should arrive for a meeting with General Hammond, the base commander. She was more nervous than she had ever been in her whole life, and that included the various times she'd had to stand on a stage and perform.

All night she had scared herself with the many reasons the military might want her almost to the point where she had considered not turning up. It might be a branch of the initiative that wanted to question her about the destruction of their Alpha site, or even to question her on her magickal power. This General Hammond might want to know something about Buffy. He might somehow know that she had been linked to the former slayer.

"Shut up!" She hissed to herself and promptly turned on the radio to stop herself from thinking up anymore ludicrous motives. She drove up to the heavily guarded entrance and began to panic again, it looked so formidable. She turned off the radio and showed the pass that had been sent to her to a stern looking sentry who nodded once and let her pass. She had to put the radio back on as she drove up to the gaping entrance.

*****

Dawn was seated on the grass outside Colorado Springs High School trying to eat the lunch that Tara had made for her. So far she hadn't succeeded in actually eating any of it. She hadn't seen Cassandra all morning and nobody else had seemed to want to extend the hand of friendship. She was feeling isolated and alone, she missed her friends like crazy and she missed her sister even more.

"Hey Dawn." For the second time that day Cassandra made her jump, and once again she apologised.

"Cassandra." Dawn greeted with a smile happy that someone was talking to her.

"Most people call me Cassie." She said with a hint of suggestion. "So, how was this morning?"

"Awful." Said Dawn truthfully, "It'll get better though." She knew she was reassuring herself more than Cassie

*****

"Take a seat ma'am, the General will be in to see you shortly." She thanked the airman and took a seat at the long mahogany table. At her back was a window that stretched the whole length of the wall, she was curious as to what was behind it but couldn't see because the view was obscured by a thick metal wall.

"Miss Rosenburg?" She stood up to face the newcomer. He was wearing a crisp white shirt and navy blue trousers, badges and medals decorated his shirt. He was bald and, despite the stern set of his face, radiated kindness.

"General Hammond?" He nodded and reached across the table to shake her hand, he wasn't what she had been expecting.

"Before I explain why you're here I'm going to have to get you to sign a few things." He took a seat at the head of the table and slid some papers across to her. For the next few minutes he explained that whatever went on today she would never be able to tell anyone. She signed the forms with a shaking hand. "Thank You Miss Rosenburg. Airman." He nodded at the man standing alert by the door. He seemed to understand what his orders were and disappeared for a few seconds. General Hammond gave her a slight smile. "This is going to be a lot to understand, but please bear with us." The door opened and four people trooped in. The first had his hands jammed into his pockets, his hair was turning grey but his hazel eyes remained bright. He took a seat opposite Willow and folded his hands across his stomach, the patch on his left breast read O'Neill. The second was a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, she sat next to O'Neill and smiled at Willow, her patch read Carter.

The last two men made Willow feel a little uncomfortable, especially the black man with the gold tattoo. He was bald and extremely well muscled, he bowed at her slightly but never smiled and never took his eyes off her. He was wearing the olive green trousers and a tight black tee-shirt. The last man was younger than the rest with short brown hair and brown eyes, he offered her a bright, friendly smile and held out a hand. She shook it, feeling bewildered.

"Miss Rosenburg, this is SG1. Colonel Jack O'Neill, Major Samantha Carter, Teal'c and Jonas Quinn. I believe you have spoken to the Major."

"I was the one who called you about the package," she explained, Willow smiled thinly before the General continued.

"Have you ever heard of a Stargate?"

I'm not sure about this story, it just popped into my head and I had to get the first chapter out. If you have any ideas feel free to mail me at subject_shadowcat@hotmail.com