Thanks to Majin Gojira, JMAN, Gen, S.M, Ruth, Bunny-Butler, and fred1451@aol.com for your reviews, I appreciate the feedback.

Majin Gojira: Was thinking about maybe some kind of compound bow or crossbow but the simple fact is that having Buffy as a sniper makes little sense because it's kind of a waste of her fighting abilities, besides they take too long to reload. As for Voldemort, he stowed away in the Tel'tak that the spy used. And I did a bad job of explaining it but he was wearing an invisibility cloak.

Gen: I've got to give him some weaknesses somewhere, but I don't really know about the Imperius Curse. In fact, unless you knew how to use it, would it really work on any Goa'uld? I mean, cursing the host wouldn't work, you'd have to curse the parasite.

Anyways, that's it so on with the story!

Chapter 12

Buffy walked into the cafeteria, grabbed a tray and got some food, then looked for somewhere to sit. Dawn was still asleep, and it seemed that all the other Slayers and Scoobies were either still in bed or training, so she moved to the only table occupied by someone she knew; Daniel.

"Hey." Buffy said, causing Daniel to stop and look up mid chew. "Can I join you?"

Daniel nodded, trying hard to swallow a large mouthful of apple that he hadn't quite chewed enough. "Hi." He managed, a little short of breath from his fight with the apple.

Buffy threw him an amused smile. "You fight aliens for a living?"

"Quiet you." Daniel replied. "So did you do your homework?"

Buffy groaned. "Yeah, I read all that stuff you sent us. I thought we were done with the whole research thing now."

"Well, we had to bring you up to speed." Daniel replied, taking a spoonful of his cereal. "What if you accidentally shot Sam's dad because you thought he was a Goa'uld?"

Buffy nodded. "I can see how that might strain relations at the dinner table."

"Besides, you needed that information for today's lesson." Daniel added. "We'll be working on your decision making skills."

Buffy threw him a puzzled look. "Yeah, Lieutenant Haley mentioned that yesterday. What are we doing for that?"

Daniel gave a half smile and took another spoonful of cereal, chewing slowly to add to Buffy's anticipation. "You'll find out soon enough." He said mysteriously.

Buffy pouted playfully. "Fine then. Be that way."

"Buffy..." Daniel said, seemingly examining his cereal, "I was wondering..."

"Yeah?" Buffy asked, deciding she knew what was probably coming.

"Umm... wouldyouliketogotodinnerwithme?" Daniel asked extremely quickly, still having trouble with eye contact.

Buffy broke into a satisfied smile. "Sure, I'd love to."

"Okay, I understa- wait, you would?" Daniel asked looking up in surprise.

"Yeah, I would." Buffy replied.

"Okay great, awesome. Wow, that wasn't as bad as I thought it would be." Daniel said thoughtfully.

"Are you kidding?" Buffy asked jokingly. "Your face turned the same shade as the apple you were eating. Pick me up at 7, okay?" She said. Daniel nodded, and Buffy got up and left a beaming Daniel to look forward to that night.

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"Are you telling me that there is NO way you can get a TV working in this place?" Jack asked Professor Flitwick, the charms teacher, at breakfast.

"Well in theory I suppose it might be possible. From what I've heard the Simpsons is just a simple cartoon. Is it really work all this trouble?"

Jack gave the small charms teacher a very serious look. "It's important to me."

"Well I'll see if I can manage something." Professor Flitwick promised.

"See if you can get me the NHL network too." Jack added as Flitwick got up to leave.

Before Jack could properly finish his meal, he was suddenly aware of three sets of eyes watching him from the Gryffindor table. When he made the mistake of looking up, he saw Ron and Harry had taken his returning the gaze as an open invitation. Ron and Harry quickly ran up to the table and before Jack was able to open his mouth Ron asked, "So can you show me your fighter now?"

Jack sighed. "Every time I bring something cool here I'm going to get the same treatment aren't I?"

Harry smiled sheepishly and Ron's ears turned red but he nodded. "It's just so, so..."

"Cool?" Jack finished for Ron. "Yeah, I know. Tell you what, I'll show you my fighter, or at least all I can without my head exploding, but you have to show me around the school. This place is all, odd." Jack emphasized. "I mean, the staircases move for cryin' out loud. What is with that?"

Harry nodded. "I remember when I got here it was easy to get lost. We'll help you get your bearings."

"Good." Jack said. "Last thing I want to do is step into the pit of no return or something." Jack clapped his hands and stood up. "Okay kids, let's go see the fighter."

"Colonel," Ron asked, "What is the Simpsons?"

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Buffy clutched the pistol in her hand, which Lieutenant Haley explained wasn't really a pistol, but something called an Intar. Basically it was a stun gun they used for training. She stood in front of a closed door accompanied by, Faith, Dawn, and Robin and waited apprehensively. Suddenly there was a loud buzzing sound and the door slid open. Buffy and her squad rushed into the room and surveyed the scene. They were in an empty room, simply four walls and a floor. Near the opposite side of the room Teal'c lay face down on the floor, a puddle of what looked like blood forming from his stomach. In the middle of the room lay Daniel, holding a pistol which he was pointing at Lieutenant Haley, who stood over him pointing what Buffy now recognized as a Zat at him.

"I'm Tok'ra!" Lieutenant Haley said in a deep disturbing voice, without taking her gaze off Daniel. "Doctor Jackson has been taken as a Goa'uld host. You have to shoot him!"

"Buffy," Daniel said normally and with a hint of pleading in his voice. "She's the Goa'uld. She already killed Teal'c. You have to shoot her."

"Daniel is the host!" Haley replied, still in a deep voice not her own. "He's lying, shoot him now before he can escape."

"She's already shot me once with that zat." Daniel said tersely. "If she shoots me again, I'll die. Shoot her before she kills me."

Before Buffy could make a decision, a blast of orange came from behind her shoulder and struck Lieutenant Haley, knocking her to the ground. Buffy spun around to see that Faith had fired. "Faith!" Buffy admonished.

"What?" Faith replied, shrugging, she's clearly the Goa'uld, now she's a dead Goa'uld."

"Well you're right about one thing." Daniel said, getting up from the floor. He spoke again, this time in a deep voice like Haley's. "She's dead, but I'm the Goa'uld." Daniel brought his pistol to bear and with four quick shots hit everyone in Buffy's group. Buffy had the uncomfortable sensation of a punch to the stomach that knocked her off her feet.

"Oops." Faith said, groaning.

"Okay." Lieutenant Haley said, standing up. "We're all dead or incapacitated, and there's an armed Goa'uld on the loose. Anyone else got a problem with that?"

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Xander, Kennedy, Rona and Shannon burst into the room and quickly surveyed it.

They were in an empty room, simply four walls and a floor. Near the opposite side of the room Teal'c lay face down on the floor, a puddle of what looked like blood forming from his stomach. In the middle of the room lay Daniel, holding a pistol which he was pointing at Lieutenant Haley, who stood over him pointing what the squad now recognized as a Zat at him.

"I'm Tok'ra!" Lieutenant Haley said in a deep disturbing voice, without taking her gaze off Daniel. "Doctor Jackson has been taken as a Goa'uld host. You have to shoot him!"

"Xander," Daniel said normally and with a hint of pleading in his voice. "She's the Goa'uld. She already killed Teal'c. You have to shoot her."

"Daniel is the host!" Haley replied, still in a deep voice not her own. "He's lying, shoot him now before he can escape."

"She's already shot me once with that zat." Daniel said tersely. "If she shoots me again, I'll die. Shoot her before she kills me."

Xander made his decision and fired his Intar twice, hitting Daniel in the shoulder and chest and knocking him out. Lieutenant Haley moved to retrieve his sidearm.

"Why'd you think it was Daniel?" Kennedy asked.

"He tried to hide his voice." Xander explained. "Goa'ulds can sound normal when they want but Lieutenant Haley immediately let us know he was a host, so I figured she was the Tok'ra."

"Well you're right about one thing." Haley said from behind him. "I'm a host, just a Goa'uld one." Before Xander could react a blast from Daniel's Intar, now in Haley's hand, hit him in the chest. The other members of his squad met a similar fate before they could bring their weapons to bear, despite their Slayer speed.

Xander lay on his back grimacing, and he heard Daniel say as he was getting up. "Okay, so we're all dead or incapacitated, and there's an armed Goa'uld on the loose. Anyone else got a problem with that?"

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Buffy and her group, the second last to go through the scenario, sat in a large briefing room with the other Slayers, all of which had apparently failed the test as well. The room was buzzing with disappointed Slayers who were comparing their results. Buffy heard Vi say to Amanda, "Wait, you shot Doctor Jackson and you failed? But I shot Lieutenant Haley and our group failed too!"

Before Buffy could comment the door opened and Xander's group, the last through the scnario, moved in and grumpily took the last empty seats. Buffy saw that Xander was rubbing his chest, presumably from where he had been shot.

Xander's group was quickly followed by Daniel, Lieutenant Haley and Teal'c, who was wearing a very bloodstained shirt. "Congratulations." Lieutenant Haley said, "you all failed."

"Well hoo-frickin-ray." Faith said sarcastically.

"On the plus side you all made quick decisions and acted on them, there's something to be said about that." Daniel pointed out. "There's nothing worse than freezing under pressure."

"So what's the deal?" Faith said. "Xander just told me he shot you Dr. J. We shot the Lieutenant and we still failed."

"Yeah." Kennedy added grumpily. "Was there no right answer?"

"There is indeed a correct answer to that scenario, SlayerKennedy." Teal'c said.

Daniel nodded. "Yes, there is a right answer. Now that everyone has been through that, can anyone tell me what it is?"

The group quieted and thought, then Dawn's hand shot eagerly into the air and she said excitedly, "Ooh! I know! Pick me!"

"Yes Dawn?" Lieutenant Haley responded.

"The right answer is to shoot you both?" Dawn half stated, half asked.

Lieutenant Haley smiled and nodded. "You got it. The right answer is to shoot us both, ask questions later."

"But that doesn't make sense!" Buffy said. "We can't just go around killing everyone we think is a Goa'uld!"

"No one said to kill them." Daniel pointed out. "Shoot them in the leg, or use a zat. The point is, there's no way to tell for sure if someone is a Goa'uld, and on more than one occasion we've been tricked by them. Goa'ulds aren't like anything you've ever faced. Despite their arrogance, Goa'ulds are very, very smart and very devious. When faced with a decision on who to shoot when you don't know who the Goa'uld is, shoot everyone you suspect, then lock them up and sort it out there."

"Remember," Haley said, "in here it's all training guns and lesson learned, out there it's real. You only get one shot, so don't make the same mistake."

The Slayers all mumbled their agreement in a disapproving tone.

"Okay then." Haley said nodding. "That's today's lesson. Tomorrow we're taking a little field trip. Report to this room tomorrow at 1000 hours, you'll be briefed here."

"Why?" Dawn asked. "Where are we going?"

"We would not want to spoil the surprise, DawnSummers." Teal'c said stoically.

"Is this surprise going to feel like getting kicked in the chest again?" Xander asked grumpily.

"Indeed it is not XanderHarris." Teal'c replied again.

Dawn threw Teal'c a quizzical look. "Why do you talk like that?"

Teal'c raised an eyebrow response. "I am Jaffa." He said simply.

"Oh, well that clears that right up." Dawn mumbled under her breath, leaving the room with the group.

As she was leaving Buffy threw Daniel a smile. "See you at seven." She said as she left. She moved down the hall, then spun around and added. "Oh, and don't think you're getting off scot-free for shooting me. I'm going to get you back one way or another." Buffy gave Daniel a predatory smile, which elicited a gulp from Daniel in response, as he knew she wasn't joking.

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"So." Jack explained, standing behind the large atmospheric engine that took up a large section between the two slanted stabilizers, "much like the working girl a jet engine works on the four point principle of suck, squeeze, bang, blow."

"Colonel!" Hermione said, appalled. Harry and Ron however, covered their mouths to suppress their chuckle.

"Oh, right. Mixed company. Sorry about that Hermione." Jack said. "Anyway the turbine on the front sucks in a whole lotta air." He continued with his explanation. "That's the suck part. Then the air is compressed into a tiny little chamber to make it burn better. That's the squeeze part. Then the air is pushed into a chamber and mixed with gas then torched. It makes a big explosion, that's the bang part. Then the blast from the explosion is channeled through these other fans and used to push the jet forward, or in the case of this baby, whichever way the nozzle here is pointed. That's the blow part and, holy crap I just explained how a jet engine works." Jack said wondrously. "Carter would be so proud, or possibly scared, I'm not sure."

Jack suddenly looked down at his pocket and pulled out a small white rock. He pressed it onto his jacket and it stuck, seemingly just by the friction. Meanwhile a large bald man in a military shit that denoted him as a General materialized in front of Jack. Harry jumped back in surprise, then realized that he almost make out things on the other side of the man.

"It's a hologram." Hermione whispered in surprise.

"General." Jack said happily. "What can I do for you?"

"Colonel I've gotten word that there was a murder at a club in Sydney last night. Apparently there may have been a Goa'uld involved, but I don't know much for certain. I've downloaded the exact location into your X-302b, I'd like you to go check it out." Hammond ordered.

"Sir I'm supposed to be staying here as much as possible." Jack said. "I probably shouldn't go flying off the continent to work on a case that may or may not involve us."

"I don't want you to spend days on this or anything." Hammond reassured. "Just go check it out. I'd send someone else but all out transports are tied up right now and you're the closest SGC personnel."

Jack nodded. "Okay sir. I'll report back if something turns up. On a personal note, did you record the Simpsons for me?"

"Jack you are obsessed with that stupid show." Hammond replied with a laugh.

Jack brought his hand to his chest. "Augh! Stab me in the heart why don't you! I mean, Homer? You don't see the genius?"

Hammond disappeared, and Jack turned to the trio. "I gotta go for a bit. Tell Dumbledore I'll be back in a couple of hours."

"Why would a Goa'uld be involved in what sounds like a bar fight?" Harry asked.

Jack shrugged. "Beats me. Anyway tell him I'll be back soon." With that Jack climbed into his fighter and closed the canopy, then started the pre-flight. By the time Harry, Ron and Hermione were at the main entrance, Jack was already in the air and making the transition to forward flight.

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Lucius bowed before the throne of Voldemort, who observed him with cold indifference. "My lord, was the venture to meet Anubis a success?" he asked timidly.

"Perhaps." Voldemort replied. "I have gained an ally, and yet in some ways I wish I had not made the trip. Anubis will supply us with troops, but in return he has requested a large favour of me, one which will require a great deal of preparation. Lucius, I'm going to need you to acquire a few things for me..."

End chap 12

Sorry for the update time, my computer is a bit of a mess. I think I cleaned out the virus, but not before it erased a big part of the chapter by crashing my computer. Anyways, hope you enjoyed the chapter, thanks for reading and please leave a review!