Merry Christmas to all of my readers… have chapter 5 done on an Alias/SG-1 crossover..so far so good. Will post chap 1 Jan.1..
During the next 6 months Buffy was busy. At work, she taught one on one hand to hand combat, and at home she was getting ready for the baby.
At 8 months of pregnancy Buffy was glowing. She had only gained 19 pounds, which according to Janet was a feat of epic proportions, but the 19 pounds were very obvious on Buffy's small frame. At the moment Buffy was watching Daniel's new archeologist spar with Lt. Overton.
"Ok, just a minute Peter." Overton stepped back and rolled his eyes. Peter Wiggington may have been an adequate archeologist, but he hit like a girl, well, except for Buffy.
Peter eyed the pregnant woman with passionate dislike, "I don't see why I have to learn this Mrs. Coburn." He whined with his proper Boston accent.
Buffy sighed, "Because you never know when you're going to run into hostiles while you're on one of your digs. It's as simple as that, well, and Daniel said so."
The man huffed and wiped an arm over his sweaty face. Buffy eyed him, wondering how she could help him learn, when she suddenly had an idea.
"We're gonna try something new Pete." She said cheerfully.
"I have asked you to call me Peter." He said stiffly.
"Yeah yeah." Buffy said absently, "Overton, stand over there. I'm going to teach this."
"Um, are you sure?" He looked at her doubtfully, "If you get hurt the Colonel is going to have my guts for garters."
"Please." Buffy shook her head at him and he laughed, "Sorry, I forgot who I was talking to." And he moved to stand against the wall.
Buffy eyed the nerdish but handsome young man, taking in his height, (about 6'2"), his longish dark blond hair and brown eyes and cocked her head. "What do you think your attacker would do first?"
He thoughtfully eyed Buffy and said, "He would go for my chest or head."
"Ah, voice of experience. Do to me what you think would be done to you." She commanded.
He darted a fist towards her face and she easily blocked it. "Do it again, but like you're really trying to hurt me." She said this as Jay walked in. Overton winced but Jay shook his head, leaning against the wall as he watched his wife.
The archeologist tried to hit her again, but Buffy blocked it, grabbing his hand and twisting it, making him plunge to his knees with a gasp. "See? It's easy, now stand back up and Overton, get over here, we're gonna do it in slow motion."
With Overton as the attacker Buffy ran Peter through it in slow motion, a number of times until he felt comfortable, then stepped back. "Ok, Overton, attack, either head or chest and Peter, defend yourself."
This time he did it, a smile crossing his face as he watched the burly Lt. go to his knees as he twisted.
"Excellent, now let the Lt. up and tomorrow practice that move until you can do it in your sleep. The key is to block an attack and get the hell out of Dodge, letting the SG team do their work. You're worth more alive than dead to us, understood?" She watched as the archeologist nodded, then turned to leave, "One more thing Peter?"
He looked at her, "Yes?"
"Kicking them in the balls is a guaranteed winner too." And she watched him smile, then walk out the door.
Overton grinned, "I'll bet he was the wedgie king in his prep school." He said. Wiggington was outside the gym and winced on overhearing that accurate statement.
"Stop it, Daniel says he's brilliant. I want to keep him alive so that we have another good archeologist to send with the teams. Daniel is spread out too thin." Buffy stated emphatically.
"Well, I think the slo-mo way hit the nail on the head. You're excellent at what you do Buffy." Overton waved cheerfully and left the gym.
Buffy sighed and rubbed her lower back absently, then stretched and as she was about to start Tai Chi she glanced at her husband, "Enjoy the show?"
Jay laughed, "I wasn't sure if you noticed me with the young stud there."
"Peter?" Buffy asked, "Give him a year to build some muscles and the nurses will be beating down his lab door." Outside the young archeologist blushed like a peony, it was the first time he'd ever been complimented on his looks and he savored it, heading to the locker rooms in a daze.
Jay took off his boots and sat on the mats, "Mind if I watch?"
"Watch away, I want to settle the baby. I thought of a name by the way." She said, and started the first form of Tai Chi.
Jay was silent as he watched her, "Ok, I give."
"Jonah."
"As in the Jonah and the whale?"
"Yeah, Daniel was showing me some artifact or other in one of his journals that mention Jonah and the whale as a Biblical myth. I had to tell him that being inside the belly of a monster wasn't so unusual when you were in the line of work I was, and he shouldn't dismiss it as a fairy tale." She smiled over at her husband, "His mouth was open like a guppy."
"Huh. Jonah." Jay said thoughtfully, "Jonah what?"
She moved smoothly into another form and said, "Jonah Charles Coburn."
He was quiet again and nodded, "I like it. I think Dad will go for it too."
"I was thinking of both your Dad and Charlie." She said quietly, and he nodded, "Me too."
She finished her set, then moved into the next as Jay watched quietly. He loved watching her, she would begin to lightly sweat, her hair would start to curl around her face, which would glow, but he liked the inner peace he could sense she attained as well.
About 20 minutes later he could hear some trainees headed their way and Buffy finished up, then rested her hand on the baby, "Sound asleep, works like a charm." He grinned and got to his feet when they heard a set of running boots down the hallway.
"Buffy!" The General's airman came in, slightly out of breath.
"What is it Jason?" Buffy asked.
"The General has a phone call for you from General Dixon." Buffy nodded, "I'll be there in a minute, could you tell him please?"
Jay shook his head, "You can't go on a mission with them you know."
"Ya think? The baby would make it kinda awkward."
The General stood when she came in, "He doesn't know does he?" she asked a little testily.
"Not my place to say, my dear." Hammond smiled.
She shook her head and took the phone, "Buffy Coburn."
"This is General Dixon Mrs. Coburn. I wanted to ask you for a favor."
"Ask away." She said cheerfully.
"We have a Spivok demon in the Florida Keys. We sent a team but had casualties, and it asked for you."
Buffy sighed, "You can't attack a Spivok with weapons, it can turn them on you. And they're strictly for hire by anything that can afford them. Don't you have a researcher?"
"We had one but there was a problem and we had to let them go."
"Well for crying out loud," Buffy said, not aware of the General's grin as he heard her say Jack's well known phrase, "Call Willow or Giles next time, they'd be happy to help you. As for me going down to battle it, I can't. I'm 8 months pregnant."
There was stunned silence from the other end, "Oh. Well, congratulations."
"Thanks. Have whoever you have there tell the Spivok that it needs to tell whomever hired it that I don't travel for demons anymore, their information is out of date. And it was a pathetically obvious trap, and if they don't quit I'll call the head Spivok, his name is Onamora I think, and tell him that his demons are subcontracting for humans, which is a big no no."
She could hear the General tapping on his computer and then heard him grunt, "Thanks, I think I got it. Do you have the number for the head Spivok?"
"Not off hand but I can get it if you need it later." she lied.
"Ok, thank you Mrs. Coburn. I'll call you to let you know how it went, and I'll call Mr. Giles and have him on retainer for our next crisis."
"He might know someone that you can hire full time." She pointed out, and he grunted again, "I knew I should've called you sooner. By the way, Congratulations again, and watch your back. We'll keep our ears open here."
"Thank you Sir." And she hung up.
"What is a Spivok demon?" The General asked curiously.
Buffy rubbed her stomach as the baby rolled over, "Well, they're about 10 feet tall, green pebbly skin, four arms and yellow eyes. What in the heck one is doing in Florida I'll never know, they prefer high mountains and pine trees."
The General was quiet for a moment, "You said it was a trap for you."
She nodded, "It had to be, it asked for me specifically, and in the old days I would've went down, kicked it's ass just on principle."
"I wonder, " the General paused, "Simmons is out there. Do you think…?"
Her eyes widened, "Can you call Dixon back and ask him to find out who hired the demon?"
She waited while the General did that, listening to the one sided conversation. He hung up with a grunt, "A sniper took out the demon with a phosphorus round. No questions can be asked now."
"Can I make a call?" she asked and he pushed the phone over to her.
Buffy quickly dialed a number from memory, "Onamora please." A pause, "No, you listen, this is the Slayer and if he doesn't get on the phone I'll let Angel know where he lives and you don't want…what? Good." She flashed a smile at the General then spoke again, "Hey Onamora, how are you? Uh huh, how is the clan? Good, hey, one of your guys was in Florida, hired by a human to lure me into a trap. Yeah I know, hard to get good help these days. Could you find out who hired him? I'll pay. Uh huh, yeah, yeah, I can do that. Really!" Buffy laughed, "Thanks, I'll tell Angel you said hello. Bye."
"What does it want for the information?"
She grinned, "I'm hoping that I didn't lie to it. It would like a truckload of sugar beets delivered."
General Hammond looked at her curiously, "Sugar beets."
"Yeah, something to do with the raw sugar inside. It would've asked for sugar cane but it knew I couldn't deliver that."
He drummed his fingers for a moment, "If we get good intel I'll get him the sugar cane. When do you call him back?"
"5 minutes, Onamora keeps his guys under his thumb for the most part, someone will know something. They live in clans and are the worse gossips." At the moment Jack poked in his head, "Oh sorry Sir. Didn't know you had fat company."
"Bite me Jack." Buffy said, sticking her tongue out.
He laughed and walked in, bending over to talk to her stomach, "Don't listen to Mommy, she really does love me."
Now she laughed, "Yeah yeah. Beat it Colonel." She put her hand over his face and pushed, making him chuckle.
"Did you need something Colonel?" The General asked. He glanced at his watch and Jack took the hint, "Wanted to let you know that the requisitions we made came through, thanks to Major Davis."
"Excellent, I want copies on my desk immediately Jack."
"You got it." And Jack grinned at Buffy and was about to leave when the General held up his hand, "Just a minute Jack, let Buffy make her phone call, you might have a new mission."
Jack's eyebrows raised and Buffy reached for the phone and dialed, "Hi, it's the Slayer again. You get a name? No way. Thanks, and hey, where do you want your sugar cane delivered? Hey, I got a source." She laughed delightedly, "Sorry, already married, no, eww, you were always such a schmuck. Where? Let me get a pencil," She wiggled her fingers and the General handed her a yellow pad and a pen and she scribbled down an address. "Got it. When? I'm not sure but within the week. Nice doing business with ya." And she hung up.
"It's Simmons." The General said flatly and she nodded acknowledgment. "The demon was hired in Montana as 'local' help."
"Simmons." Jack growled.
Buffy sighed, "He was near Billings in the mountains north of the city. Apparently he and the local anti government militias are getting along." Both men made faces and Jack sighed, "So how'd you find out about this?"
"The nitwit hired a demon and tried to set a trap for me in Florida of all places. He didn't do his research, and it was obvious."
"Huh. He's branching out."
Suddenly Sam was in the doorway, "Sir, we have a problem."
"Of course we do." The General sighed.
"The goa'uld we had in custody was broken out of prison." She said quietly and Jack looked at the General, "I'll bet I know who's behind that."
"Well that's just great." Buffy said. She stood and looked at her watch, "I'm going home. If the world is gonna come to an end call and let me know." And she gracefully waddled out of the office.
Jack snorted and Sam laughed quietly, "Nothing fazes her."
Jay was working on paperwork when he heard Buffy grumbling and muttering as she came into his office.
"Babe?" he asked and she moved over to the couch and sighed, lying down on her left side. "Simmons hired a demon to trap me in Florida, then killed it when the Initiative tried to question it. Now the goa'uld you captured when we met has been busted out of prison."
"You're staying on the mountain." He said and stood, "I'm going to see the General."
Buffy was about to protest but she looked up and saw the flicker of fear in her husband's eyes, "Ok, I'm going to rest." He nodded and walked out, carefully closing the door.
Closing her eyes she slid easily into sleep and began to dream. 'She was in a forest and had her baby cradled to her chest. Running, could hear herself panting, a not quite terror making her run faster, when suddenly she was face to face with Simmons, and his eyes glowed. He grabbed the baby, wrenching a cry from Buffy, but then he growled, it was a …."
Buffy jerked awake, "What a great idea!" she said and got up to head to follow her husband.