Everyone watched the uav telemetry with interest as it flew unseen over the vaguely Greek looking metropolis.

"Why didn't the uav pick this up before?" Jack complained.

"I don't know Sir." Sam replied, feeling a little guilty.

"People, we have to assume that Mrs. Coburn was taken there." General Hammond looked at Daniel, "Dr. Jackson, can you speak the language?"

"Yes Sir. It's close enough to Greek that I can manage."

Jay was watching this exchange silently, hoping against hope that he would be allowed to go with SG-1.

The klaxons started sounding and Sgt. Davis said unnecessarily, "Unauthorized off world activation."

Jay and Jack exchanged a hopeful look, watching as the chevrons all lit up on the gate below.

"Son?" General Hammond asked.

"It's the Tok'ra idc Sir."

Jack groaned, "Shit! We need this like we need another hole in the head." He looked in concern at Jay, whose face had gone blank.

"Let's go welcome them Colonel O'Neill." The General threw him a glance and Jack sighed and followed him to the gate room.

They watched impassively as the iris whirled back, the event horizon established and High Councilor Per'sus stepped through.

"High Councilor Per'sus, this is a surprise." General Hammond said, shaking hands with the Tok'ra equivalent of the President.

"I am here with sad news I'm afraid." Per'sus spoke quietly.

"Of course you are. It's never, 'Just dropping in to say hello, no emergencies today' is it?" Jack complained.

Per'sus smiled slightly, "That indeed would be a welcome change." He glanced up at the control room and sighed, "I have need to speak with Samantha Carter."

Sam heard and paled, and they watched her disappear out of the door. She walked into the gateroom and up to the High Councilor.

"It's about Dad isn't it?"

"It is indeed Samantha. Selmak and Jacob have been missing for almost six months. They were tracking down a rumor of a goa'uld that was banished for crimes of high treason. However the rumor included an item of extreme importance to the goa'uld and Tok'ra alike. Jacob and Selmak volunteered to search for this goa'uld and we haven't heard from him."

"It's only been six months, hell, haven't you have agents under for much longer than that?" Jack asked.

"We've had some undercover for years, yes. But we discovered the remnant of their burned out tel'tac and no sign of them, and no word from them. That in itself is most unusual."

"Dad always managed to let the council know he was ok." Sam said quietly.

Per'sus nodded, "Indeed. For he did not want you to worry."

"Well, I hate to break it to ya Councilor, but we have a missing person of our own and we know where she is. If we're supposed to look for Jacob it's gonna have to wait a little while longer." Jack said testily.

"I am sorry to hear this, do I know them?" Per'sus inquired curiously.

"It is one of our newer members, you won't have met her." The General replied. Jack and Sam shot him perplexed looks but didn't add to what he had said.

"I hope that you recover your missing person. I must take my leave. General, Colonel, Samantha." Per'sus bowed his head and the General turned around to nod at Sgt. Davis.

The gate activated and Per'sus walked back through and they watched the system disengage.

"So, you wanna let us in on why you didn't want the Tok'ra to know about Buffy?" Jack asked point blank.

General Hammond sighed, "We haven't told the Tok'ra about Buffy, or her special abilities."

Sam's eyes widened, "Oh. They would want to study her further."

"Exactly. What they don't know won't hurt them, or her."

Jay cleared his throat, "Sir, I want my team to go with SG-1 to rescue Buffy."

The General nodded, "I though that you might. Colonel's, get your team's ready to go."

They both nodded, "Yes Sir."

***

Buffy was pretty nauseous from being jolted as she was carried over one of the soldier's shoulders, and the jouncing caused waves of pain from her healing wound as well. Even though she was half conscious the noise and babble of people alerted her to the fact that they had entered a busy city, then she was carried up some stairs into a cool shaded building. She snuck a glance around and was rewarded by murals of what looked like physically impossible sex acts. Ick.

Suddenly she was slid off the man's shoulder and held upright in front of a throne. Buffy looked up and saw a handsome man, broad shouldered, long curly black hair, black eyes and a neatly trimmed mustache and goatee. He looked her up and down then smiled slowly.

"You have hair like the gold of the sun." he said, surprising her by speaking a heavily accented English.

"Yeah, well being blond isn't what it's cracked up to be." Buffy replied.

"I am Apollo, God of the Sun."

Buffy cocked her head, "Huh." She was shaken by the soldier holding her and she swallowed against her nausea.

Apollo stood and walked down from his throne and took her by the hair and lifted her face to look into it, "You do not believe?"

"Sorry, I only believe in the One True God, not in false gods."

Apollo let her go and slapped her. This was a mistake because Buffy now had enough and threw up all over the man, heaving until she was empty, then slid to her knees onto the floor in front of the astonished goa'uld, for she was sure that's what he was, and his audience of soldiers.

"Whoops, not feeling too good here."

Apollo was furious, "Take her to the sarcophagus!" he shrieked, then spun around and called for his servants, his face twisted in disgust.

Buffy laughed weakly, it had not been one of her finest moments but the look on the snake's face had been priceless. Dragged upright by the soldiers, she was taken to what looked like a sumptuous bathing area where she was quickly cleaned up, placed into a white toga like dress thing and tossed into a box where she passed out.

****

In the gateroom SG-1 and SG-2 were gearing up to get ready for their rescue mission. Dawn was in the control room, her shoulders stiff as she watched her brother in law adjust the straps of his pack. When he looked up she smiled bravely and he smiled back and mouthed, 'We'll find her.' Dawn nodded and his eyes held hers before turning to answer Jack's question. Daniel looked up as well and smiled reassuringly.

The gate powered up and when the event horizon was established the two teams walked through. Dawn sighed heavily and her shoulders slumped. "Have you told Giles?" The General asked softly.

"Not yet. I'm going to give them a couple of days, then I'll let him know." She looked at the General, "I'm going to go home now."

"Very well. I'll call a staff car for you."

She shook her head, "No, that's alright, Jon said he would pick me up. I'll see you tomorrow Sir." She went to Daniel's office, making sure everything was shut down before grabbing her purse and heading up to the surface. She stepped into the sunshine and smiled when she saw Jon and his brand new Rainier just inside the gate.

Jon frowned at the set of Dawn's shoulders and the darkness of her eyes. She gave him a weak smile and leaned her head back, closing her eyes.

"Dawnie?" he asked quietly.

"Just drive, I'll tell you on the road." She replied. She felt him take her hand as he pulled through the gate and began the drive down the mountain.

"Buffy's MIA." She said shortly.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry." Jon said softly.

"SG-1 and SG-2 just left to go find her."

"No problems then. Jack is the best if I do say so myself. Plus they've got Danny who can speak the language and find her."

Opening her eyes she smiled, "You're right. With Daniel they should be able to figure out where she is." She turned her head, "Thanks Jon."

"Just telling you like it is."

When they reached Jay's house Jon let Dawn in, then shut the door, turning a few lamps on before sitting beside her and holding her closely.

"I hope that she's ok." She mumbled against his chest.

"It's Buffy. She's like rubber, keeps bouncing back."

Dawn snorted a laugh, then kissed Jon. She deepened the kiss, putting her hands under his t-shirt and making him moan. He pulled back, panting and shaking slightly. "Dawn..." he began.

"Make love to me Jon." She said simply and his eyes darkened.

"Are you sure?"

"Never more sure."

He nodded, and stood, taking her by the hand and led her upstairs to her room. Taking her face in his hands he kissed her deeply, then pulled back.

"I thought you wanted to wait." He said quietly, giving her one more chance to back out.

"Done waiting. I love you Jon O'Neill."

Conflicting memories assaulted Jon. His first time with a woman, his feelings for Sam, his first time with Sara, the first time he'd kissed Dawn, the moment he fell in love with her. Shaking his head he focused on the woman in front of him, "I love you back Dawn Summers." He murmured before slowly undressing her.

Dawn was nervous, yet exhilarated. She had tried to lose her virginity in High School but had met with failure, as the first guy had been a vamp that ended up being staked. Then she had dated casually but had never met the right guy, now that was all about to end. She hadn't told him that she was a virgin, it was going to be a surprise.

Jon quickly pulled back the covers before laying her back on the bed. For a moment he just stared, she was so incredibly beautiful. Then he undressed quickly, clothes flying and making her giggle. When he pulled down his briefs he missed Dawns quick breath and the way her eyes widened at the sight of his cock.

Dawn swallowed, she knew the mechanics of sex, but HOW was he going to get THAT inside of her?

Jon crawled onto the bed and lay slightly to her side, running a hand over her curves while kissing her some more. His mouth moved down and nuzzled her neck, biting her collarbone slightly and making her moan. His kissed and licked his way down to her breasts, thoroughly licking and sucking them, making her writhe and make small breathless cries. As he sucked, his fingers moved down and eased her trembling legs apart, before he slid one finger inside of her. He was surprised at her reaction, she moaned and bucked wildly, clenching her thighs together and she pushed against him.

He moved back up and kissed her, "You are so responsive. So sexy." He murmured, taking her lips in another passionate kiss. He moved slightly to lie between her legs and eased two fingers into her, rewarded by her loud moans and his fingers being drenched with moisture. The smell was driving him crazy and he pulled his fingers out before moving them any farther in. He took a condom and quickly slid it on then moved up, moving her thighs apart and gently moving his cock to her entrance. Her eyes were soft and a bit wary and he kissed her reassuringly before beginning to slide bit by bit into her, totally out of his mind because of how tight she was.

Dawn closed her eyes as he breached her, it felt so good, too good and she arched and felt him slide to a stop, then his shocked silence. Her eyes opened, "Do you need me to get out and push?" she asked breathlessly.

"You're a virgin!" his voice was astounded.

"I won't be if you keep moving!" she replied tartly, trying to arch up and take him in further.

Jon closed his eyes and held onto his control, "Hang on." He gasped as she rocked, making the friction feel soooo good.

"Jon, now!" she demanded. Jon groaned and reached his fingers between them, finding her clit and rubbing it gently, making her gasp and shudder. He kept rubbing it, making her push against him and he slowly rocked more, pushing against the barrier, ruthlessly rubbing her clit at the same time, making her cry out as he broke though the barrier. He stopped to let her get used to him and she smiled, bending her legs, arching and bringing him in all of the way.

"Dawn!" he gasped.

She smiled a satisfied female smile and he kissed her face all over, "Are you ok? Do you want me to stop?"

She gripped his shoulders, "If you stop I'll kill you." And he nodded and began to thrust gently. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations, more feelings than she knew what to do with. She felt like they were racing towards something but she didn't know what.

Jon thrust faster, feeling her tighten around him, feeling his climax getting closer, "Dawn, open your eyes honey. I want to see…" and he watched as her eyelids fluttered open, her blue eyes slumberous with desire. Jon reached back down and gently touched her again and her eyes opened wide and she arched, "Jon!" and he could feel her climax, tightening around him so tightly that it brought him as well.

"Ohmigod!" He jerked his hips as he rode out his climax, then groaned and collapsed onto her, trying not to crush her at the same time.

"Wow, that was just, wow." Dawn whispered. She lazily rubbed his hair with her fingertips, feeling lazy and satisfied. He pushed up on his arms and pulled out, making her wince slightly. He glanced down and saw the blood and sighed, "Well honey, you ain't a virgin anymore."

She laughed quietly, "I'm glad it was you."

His lips quirked, "Oh, you have no idea how glad I am. I'm honored."

"Good, honor me again." She dragged him down for another kiss. So he did.