SGC

General Hammond carefully eyed the three young people standing before his desk.

"You do understand that this is a top secret facility and that in no way shape or form are you to discuss this with anyone?" He pinned Dawn with a look and she nodded.

"I understand." She said.

He looked at Cassie next, "Your mother is here so you know that standards of behavior expected." And was rewarded with a nod from her as well, "Yes Uncle George."

Narrowing his eyes on Jack's clone standing at attention before him he sighed, 'you can't take the Colonel out of the boy'. "Things have changed in the last 3 years but you still know the security protocols. No practical jokes on Ferretti and remember why you are here, understood?"

Jon nodded, "Yes Sir." His eyes met the Generals for a moment and humor swam into them, remembering Jack's memories very clearly.

"You three are dismissed, but before you go Miss Summers, you are to have an escort at all times. Either Teal'c, Cassandra or Jon."

Dawn sighed, "I understand."

"Good, now get out of my office." He said gruffly and the three teens left.

Jon sighed and rolled his shoulders, "Let's go to the cafeteria and see if the food's improved." He looked at Dawn and fixed her security badge, then took her hand. "Then we can study for our calculus test Cass."

"Oh joy." She rolled her eyes and the three of them laughed then headed down the hallway.

Cleveland

Shaddal howled his rage at the demons that cowered around him. "What do you mean the Slayer isn't here? Where could she be? She is supposed to be protecting the hellmouth!" He kicked the nearest demon. He was already in a rage that his spell to call her to him hadn't worked. He had sensed a counterspell and the hand of one of his angelic ex-brothers meddling.

"Who is patrolling the cemetery then?" He asked and one of the minions crawled forward. "It is a vampire."

"What? A vampire!"

"It is the former demon Angelus, now called Angel because he has a soul."

"Angelus, Angelus. Why does that name sound familiar?" He asked, tapping his lip thoughtfully, not noticing that the demons were slinking back into their places, far away from him.

"He was called the 'Scourge of Europe'." The minion squeaked.

"Ah yes. Now he has a soul? So, we kill him, it should be relatively simple." He turned and looked for his demons, "I want you to kill the vampire Angel tonight."

His head demon nodded and bowed, "It shall be done."

"It had better be."

SGC

Dawn lay on the floor and sighed, "Ok. I studied, I took the tour and now I'm bored." She looked at Cassie who shrugged, "What do you want to do?" she asked.

Dawn thought about it for a minute, "I'd like to see Daniel's office."

Jon sat up, "That's a great idea. I haven't seen his office in forever." Cassie shrugged and the three of them headed there. As they turned into the hallway where Daniel's office was Jon made sure there were no adults and used a keycard that he had squirreled away before and swiped it, hearing the lock unlock.

Checking one more time Jon ushered the girls inside, then locked the door before turning off the security camera. "Ok, we're in."

Dawn went to sit behind the desk and idly twirled in the chair, "This is so cool. I'd like to do this someday." Cassie sat on the couch and pulled her calculus book out, "I'm going to study." Jon shrugged and started to look at all of the artifacts. Dawn leaned forward and looked at the photos on his desk. They were sharp, crystal photos of an ancient language that tickled Dawn's mind. It looked familiar.

"Jon, could you get us some drinks? I found something I can do and I'll be awhile." She took a clean yellow pad out and began making notes.

Jon watched her for a moment and was struck by the sudden sharp memory of Daniel doing the exact same thing a hundred times. Dawn looked up and smiled and he was amazed by the love he felt for her. "Yeahsureyoubetcha. Drinks, I'll be back in a jif." And he walked out, feeling like he was experiencing déjà vu. Cassie looked up at him and smiled, "Mt. Dew please."

The General and Major Ferretti were searching the SGC, and the General was getting very annoyed. He was just about to snap an order at Ferretti when he saw Jon O'Neill come down the hallway with 3 sodas in his hands.

"Just where the hell have you three been all of this time?" The General barked.

Jon winced and looked at his watch, it was late. They had been in Daniel's office for about 6 hours and this was his third soft drink run.

"Um, we were in Daniel's office sir."

The General looked non-plussed. He'd expected that they'd been painting the locker room pink, or spray painting graffiti in the infirmary, or any number of scenarios except this one.

"You didn't break anything did you son?"

Jon ignored Feretti's smirk, "No Sir. Dawn is translating something that Daniel was about to start on and is almost finished. Um, Cassie's asleep on Daniel's couch and I was studying my calculus."

"Sir, if you don't need me I need to check on the preparations for tomorrows mission." Ferretti asked cheerfully now that the search was over.

"Go ahead Major." The General eyed the young man in front of him. "You do know that Dr. Jackson's office is home to a number of top secret items and should therefore be off limits?"

Jon sighed, "Dawn wanted to see his office and I thought it would give her something to do. She did translate the latest photos from SG-13's mission."

The General sighed, "You'd better hope that Dr. Jackson doesn't ask me to throw you in a cell mister."

Jon grimaced, "I hope not Sir."

"Give me her translations."

"Yes Sir."

Cleveland

Angel was in a pitched battle for his life. He had dusted at least a dozen vamps and taken out 20 or so demons and was starting to really feel it. Wouldn't you know that volunteering to patrol for a couple of days wouldn't be as easy as he had thought. He grunted as his sword took off the head of yet another green and yellow spotted demon when a familiar voice came out of the darkness.

"Could you use a hand?"

Angel turned his head slightly as he continued to battle, "Faith?"

"Yeah." She spun kicked a demon and sliced it's head off in one continuous stroke.

"What are you doing here?" Angel asked as he took a breather.

"Well, with you here I think I'm safe from the invisible men, and the baddie wants Buffy not me. So I decided to give you a break." She grinned and killed two more demons.

Angel nodded, and began to fight in earnest, "Then let's finish this."

Hellmouth

Shaddal threw up his hands and screamed. "He's not dead!!!"

The demon groveled at his master's feet, "I'm sorry master. I shall not fail you again."

Shaddal clapped a hand and a sword was handed to him, "You're right. You will not." And the demon lost his head. Shaddal then turned around, "We need to make plans. The first one of you to spot the Slayer will be greatly rewarded."