Major Mommy

Spoilers- BTVS- early series I'd say
SG1- S7, especially 'Fragile Balance'
Disclaimer- No characters contained within these writings belong to me.
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Buffy swung her legs and scowled. She hated hospitals, especially if they were over twenty levels underground in a super top secret military facility. The group of five people studying her didn't help that feeling of uneasiness either.

Colonel O'Neill, the crusty colonel, was glaring at her as if he expected her to grow fangs and bite him. The other four were studying her like she was puzzle or experiment or untranslated piece of text.

This was seriously giving her the wiggins. One moment she was asleep in her bed, the nest thing she knew she was staring down the barrel of a gun and surrounded by armed soldiers. Being interrogated about who she was and how she got here wasn't fun either. Then came the infirmary and the oh-so-not-fun tests.

One of the many nurses that hustled around the infirmary hurried over, a file clutched in her hands. "The test results, Doctor."

Janet nodded her thanks and leaned against a spare bed to examine the file.

Buffy glared as Colonel O'Neill fidgeted.

"Well, Doc?"

Janet's head whipped up so fast she almost gave herself whiplash. "I don't believe it. This can't be right."

Buffy squirmed. What had the doctor found? None of the various doctors she'd been forced to see had ever noticed anything unusual in her tests. They were normal, right?

Janet reached out and grabbed a passing nurse. "Tell General Hammond I need to see him immediately."

The nurse opened his mouth to argue but quickly snapped it shut upon seeing the look on the good doctor's face.

Jack growled. "What is it?"

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General Hammond started issuing orders the moment he stepped through the infirmary doors. "Doctor, do you have the results?"

Janet nodded. "Yes, sir. And they all came back normal, except for one thing."

"What's that, Doctor?"

"Been asking her that for the last half an hour," Jack grumbled.

Buffy rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, but all the irritation couldn't cover her curiosity. "I hate to agree with old 'n' crusty here, but it's not nice to leave a girl in the dark over her own results."

General Hammond stared at her calmly. "That attitude will get you no where, young lady."

"Sir, what I found, I think it explains the attitude." Janet placed two transparencies showing DNA strands on the illuminated screen they used for viewing x-rays. She pointed to the first.

"Sir, this is Major Carter's DNA. Look at these bands here and here."

Janet tapped on the second sheet. "See how the bands are the same on this one?"

Buffy raised an eyebrow. "So, what? We're related?"

Janet hesitated.

"Doctor Fraiser?"

"Janet?"

"C'mon, Doc."

Janet shook her head. "It's more than that."

She placed another transparency up. "There are also matches with this one."

Daniel leaned in closer to study the DNA strands. Buffy kicked her heels back against the infirmary bed. This was boring and confusing and even eye candy Jackson couldn't improve it.

Clearly General Hammond was just as confused. "Doctor, please, I have a briefing in fifteen minutes."

Janet drew in a deep breath. "Sir, according to the results Buffy Summers is the daughter of Major Carter and Colonel O'Neill."

"Colonel O'Neill?"

"What?" Buffy slid off the bed. "That can't be right."

Jack dropped the thermometer he was playing with. "Damn straight it can't be right!"

"I- he-we-didn't-" Sam spluttered wide eyed.

"There is a resemblance," Teal'c noted.

"Hmm," Daniel agreed.

"Major? Colonel?"

Colonel O'Neill's features tightened with anger. "Sir, I met Carter seven years ago. You were there! Miss Summers is obviously older than that."

"Look," Buffy cut in. "I may not have seen my father in a while but he's not grey 'n' grumpy here."

"I'm sorry, but he is," Janet interrupted.

"My father is Hank Summers," Buffy insisted.

"No, Hank Summers is the father of Buffy Summers."

"I am Buffy Summers!"

Sam frowned. "Janet?"

"The test results, they were too neat. The girl is in perfect health. She has no scars, no signs of childhood diseases, no wear and tear that you would expect of someone her age."

"The Asgard."

Janet nodded. "That's what I think."

Jack scowled. "Loki!"

Buffy growled. "What the hell are you talking about?"

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A bright light filled General Hammond's office. Jack. Sam and Buffy materialized in front of the desk.

"That little son of a-"

"Sir!"

General Hammond leaned back in his chair. "I take it that means the Asgard are responsible for this."

"Yep." Buffy flopped into a chair.

"It was Loki's," Sam paused, "apprentice, for lack of a better word. The ironic thing is he succeeded where Loki failed. Janet was right, Buffy is perfectly healthy. The Asgard High Council is very excited about the implications of successfully mixing DNA."

"Jack told them off," Buffy said with a small grin.

Jack laid a hand on her shoulder. "Giving you the memory of a girl in California and dropping you here when you were too much trouble was cruel."

Buffy shrugged. "Been through worse, or at least she has."

"What are you going to do now, Buffy?" General Hammond asked her kindly.

"Sam's offered to let me live at her place for a while."

"You can stay as long as you like," Sam assured her.

"I might hold you that that," Buffy warned her. "You'd get sick of me."

Sam smiled and shook her head. "No, I don't think I would."

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