Another Day Dawns
I do not own Stargate SG1 or Buffy the Vampire slayer but we already know this so...
'Lets get on with the show'
Samantha's eyes shot open, Buffy knew the feeling well. Slayer dreams often scared her especially at the beginning. –Another thing the guys have to worry about while I pamper Little Miss Air Force.– It was a while before the Major noticed she was not alone. 'Hi there.'
'Hello? Who are you?' Samantha had tensed up ready for a fight.
'My name's Buffy. A old friend, of a friend, thought I could help you, Samantha'
'Sam just Sam. How can you help me?'
'Believe it or not we're sisters. Yesterday you found that you were faster, stronger and tougher almost over night, right?' Mutely Sam nodded 'Well you are in someway distantly related to me. We're called Slayers, and that is our job.'
'Our "job" is to kill people? Never! I won't do that again.' The look of horror on her face was oddly mixed with pain.
'NO. We can't kill humans or Jaffa for that matter. They are innocents or, at worst, victims. We protect them.'
'From what?'
'You're a big science geek..., person. You might not believe me' Buffy took a deep breath 'Daemons, Vampires and various other evils that ravage this earth.'
'We do have something in common Miss Summers. We're both insane.'
Buffy smirked 'Some people probably are but not us. Yesterday my friend, Willow, cast a spell using the power of this.' Buffy picked up her red and silver scythe, 'This is the weapon that belongs to the slayers. The proof in what I have told you is here, take it.
Sam looked at the mad woman with that thing she finally recognised her, it had eluded her through out the discussion, this short blond woman was straight from one of her nightmares. –If she is telling the truth and isn't a dream then everything I have excepted about his world might be wrong.–
Sam took the weapon and her mind opened like a flower. A power coursed through her veins. It was made for her, but older. Was she made for it? She couldn't tell all she knew was that every part of her felt it. 'Thank you, I know your right. Not the sort of thing you want to find out is it?' Sam handed over the weapon and Buffy put it next to her.
For a couple of hours they talked. Sam was shocked to find that the visions that drove her to suicide was real and that it could try again. Then the talk came around to the Colonel 'I can't believe that he was in a band!' Buffy looked at her and laughed.
'If we had left his hand as it was he would have needed to find another hobby!'
'How bad...?'
'Not a whole bone left in the place, you really squashed his hand good.'
'Janet can't do anything?'
'Nope but Willow fixed it so no prob.'
'Who's Willow,' Sam remembered something, 'and how did she "activate" the slayers and for that matter fix the Colonel's hand'
'Will, she's one of my best friends and a witch to boot. She knows a spell that can help any one heal faster.'
'To quote the Colonel, "cool!"'
They spent another hour chatting about Willow the Witch (Sam was having trouble believing it) magic and little slayer things.
'...Look I've been up for something like three days and its almost morning'
'Sorry I know how tiered you must be. Thanks for helping.
'I'll be back in the morning, trying to convince your doc to let you out of here.'
'One impossible task at a time.'
'Get some sleep yourself. Oh almost forgot If the first comes, Willow can help just shout and we'll come a' running' With a smile, Buffy left for the rest of the night.
Please review and read the next chapter...
I do not own Stargate SG1 or Buffy the Vampire slayer but we already know this so...
'Lets get on with the show'
Samantha's eyes shot open, Buffy knew the feeling well. Slayer dreams often scared her especially at the beginning. –Another thing the guys have to worry about while I pamper Little Miss Air Force.– It was a while before the Major noticed she was not alone. 'Hi there.'
'Hello? Who are you?' Samantha had tensed up ready for a fight.
'My name's Buffy. A old friend, of a friend, thought I could help you, Samantha'
'Sam just Sam. How can you help me?'
'Believe it or not we're sisters. Yesterday you found that you were faster, stronger and tougher almost over night, right?' Mutely Sam nodded 'Well you are in someway distantly related to me. We're called Slayers, and that is our job.'
'Our "job" is to kill people? Never! I won't do that again.' The look of horror on her face was oddly mixed with pain.
'NO. We can't kill humans or Jaffa for that matter. They are innocents or, at worst, victims. We protect them.'
'From what?'
'You're a big science geek..., person. You might not believe me' Buffy took a deep breath 'Daemons, Vampires and various other evils that ravage this earth.'
'We do have something in common Miss Summers. We're both insane.'
Buffy smirked 'Some people probably are but not us. Yesterday my friend, Willow, cast a spell using the power of this.' Buffy picked up her red and silver scythe, 'This is the weapon that belongs to the slayers. The proof in what I have told you is here, take it.
Sam looked at the mad woman with that thing she finally recognised her, it had eluded her through out the discussion, this short blond woman was straight from one of her nightmares. –If she is telling the truth and isn't a dream then everything I have excepted about his world might be wrong.–
Sam took the weapon and her mind opened like a flower. A power coursed through her veins. It was made for her, but older. Was she made for it? She couldn't tell all she knew was that every part of her felt it. 'Thank you, I know your right. Not the sort of thing you want to find out is it?' Sam handed over the weapon and Buffy put it next to her.
For a couple of hours they talked. Sam was shocked to find that the visions that drove her to suicide was real and that it could try again. Then the talk came around to the Colonel 'I can't believe that he was in a band!' Buffy looked at her and laughed.
'If we had left his hand as it was he would have needed to find another hobby!'
'How bad...?'
'Not a whole bone left in the place, you really squashed his hand good.'
'Janet can't do anything?'
'Nope but Willow fixed it so no prob.'
'Who's Willow,' Sam remembered something, 'and how did she "activate" the slayers and for that matter fix the Colonel's hand'
'Will, she's one of my best friends and a witch to boot. She knows a spell that can help any one heal faster.'
'To quote the Colonel, "cool!"'
They spent another hour chatting about Willow the Witch (Sam was having trouble believing it) magic and little slayer things.
'...Look I've been up for something like three days and its almost morning'
'Sorry I know how tiered you must be. Thanks for helping.
'I'll be back in the morning, trying to convince your doc to let you out of here.'
'One impossible task at a time.'
'Get some sleep yourself. Oh almost forgot If the first comes, Willow can help just shout and we'll come a' running' With a smile, Buffy left for the rest of the night.
Please review and read the next chapter...
