Major Mommy

Spoilers- BTVS- Post Chosen
SG1- S7 Pre Heroes
Disclaimer- No characters contained within these writings belong to me.
Note- This version is slightly different to my original draft. The whole Sam and Jack conversation at the end was a lot shorter but my fingers were suddenly possessed and this was the result.
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Mini 5

Jack idly tapped his fingers, ignoring Daniel's exposition. These briefings were mind-numbing. Subtly, he slid his eyes around the room. Jack frowned. There were people in General Hammond's office. A tall man with an eye patch prowled around, looking at the framed photographs and playing the red phone. A blonde woman had seated herself in one the guest chairs. The man held the phone up with an arched eyebrow and a smirk as he spoke to the woman. Jack saw the man mouth the words 'bat phone.'

"Are you expecting guests, General?" Jack asked, abruptly interrupting Daniel.

General Hammond frowned and swiveled his chair around. "Who on earth-"

His face slowly going red, General Hammond thrust himself out of his chair and stormed into his office. SG-1 trailed him.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my office?"

The man turned to face them, a smirk on his lips and his lone eyes twinkling. "I think I like your uncle, Buffy."

The blonde woman rose from the chair. "He makes such a good first impression," she said with a grin. "Hi, Uncle George. Hi, Sam."

General Hammond's scowl transformed into a broad smile and he hugged Buffy to him tightly. "Buffy, what are you doing here?" The smile faltered. "How did you get into the base?"

"How did you get past the security checks?" Jack added.

"Willow dropped us off. We haven't been anywhere else on the base. I promise."

Jack looked over his shoulder. The blast doors were open, leaving all those in the briefing room and the office with a view of the Stargate. "I think you've seen enough already."

Buffy raised her eyebrows. "You mean the Stargate? Already knew about it. Did another favour for the government a few months back. And Willow hacked into your system."

"She what?" Sam exclaimed.

"She said it was harder than the Pentagon," Xander offered.

Sam scowled. "That doesn't reassure me."

"Wait!" Jack waved a hand. "You never explained how or why you're here."

"I'm sorry but I was desperate. We don't have a lot of time and I needed to find you two quickly." Buffy wrung her hands, clearly agitated. "It's Dawn. She's…"

"She needs a transplant. We need a bone marrow donor. We've all been tested but we aren't compatible. Dawn hasn't got much time left," Xander explained grimly as Buffy wiped furiously at her eyes.

Buffy raised her head, a determined expression on her face. "We need your help."

xxxxx

Buffy looked around the quarters she had been ordered to. The petite doctor had taken one look at the girl and ordered her to get some rest. Buffy had then pointed out that she wasn't in the military but somehow she found herself agreeing to have a nap in the on base quarters while the tests were being run.

Buffy started at a knock on the door. "Who is it?"

Sam opened the door. "It's just me. I thought you might want to talk."

She sat down on the bed next to Buffy.

Buffy ran a hand through her hair. "We've both been a little busy lately. The hospital doesn't allow international phone calls."

"How is Dawn, really?"

Buffy half shrugged. "She's hanging in there. She's a fighter."

"Just like her sister," Sam said softly.

All of a sudden tears welled in Buffy's eyes. "Why does it have to be so hard? Dawn's never been sick. She's the key; she's mystical energy in human form. She shouldn't get sick. And I can't help her. I can't help."

Sam pulled Buffy into her arms as she began to sob. "You are helping, Buffy. And you're there for her. That's the main thing. She's so lucky to have a sister like you, sweetheart."

Buffy tightened her grip. "Oh, Mom, what am I going to do?"

xxxxx

Jack stared at Xander across the briefing room table. "So, how'd you lose the eye?"

Xander smirked. "Let's just say it's a good idea not to piss off a preacher. They've got wicked tempers."

Jack raised an eyebrow. "Preacher?"

"Are your clergymen not in control of their emotions, Xander Harris?" Teal'c asked.

Sam grinned. "Xander could try the patience of a saint."

Xander grinned back and blinked coyly. "Aw, you're just saying that."

Buffy glared at him. "Xander."

The grin fell from his face. "Right, no flirting with Sam. It creeps you out. Sorry."

"Sam, I didn't realize you were so acquainted with General Hammond's great neice," Daniel commented.

Buffy and Sam shared a smile.

"We share a special bond."

"I took a year off during high school and spent it with Joyce, Buffy's mother," Sam explained. "I spend some of my downtime with Buffy whenever I can. I met Willow and Xander after Buffy moved to Sunnydale. It's kind of hard to separate the three of them."

Xander shrugged. "We're the three amigos, the three musketeers, the-"

"The three troublemakers," General Hammond finished.

"We don't go looking for trouble," Buffy protested.

"And yet," Sam said with a grin.

"Hey!"

"Need I remind you of that little incident four years back?" General Hammond asked slyly. "The one I had to talk to the President about?"

"Speaking of secret military organizations, did I see Graham Miller in the halls?" Buffy asked curiously.

"Captain Miller was recently assigned to the base," Jack said stiffly. He was still smarting over the lecture General Hammond gave him about questioning Buffy and Xander on their appearance in the base. Just how did this Willow person get them though all the checkpoints undetected?

Xander leaned back in his chair. "Huh. He must have gotten sick of Brazil."

"Sir? I have the test results back." Janet strode into the briefing room, her body stiff.

"Please, Doctor, have a seat." General Hammond gestured towards an empty chair. He absently took Buffy's hand in his.

Janet settled into a chair and flipped open her file. "I'm sorry, General, but you aren't a match for Miss Summers. I'm afraid you cannot donate. Major Carter, however, is extremely compatible. Sam, you can donate."

Buffy turned wide, hopeful eyes to her. "Please."

"You don't even have to ask, Buffy. Of course I will."

"Whoa, Carter. Don't you think you should take, say, at least a minute to consider this?" Jack protested. "I'm sure there are other people who are compatible. I mean this is a big thing. You have to think about the consequences. What about you health? What about work?"

"Actually, sir, Major Carter can return to the base on light duties a few days after the procedure," Janet interjected. "She can return to normal duties soon after."

Jack glared at Janet.

Sam placed a restraining hand on Xander's arm and sent a warning glance at Buffy. Those two could get awfully protective of Dawn, especially in circumstances like these. "Sir, please, you don't understand. This is something I have to do."

"Why, Carter? Explain it to me."

General Hammond frowned. "Colonel O'Neill, you are out of line! Major, you don't need to explain anything to him."

"Thank you, sir, but I think I do." Sam checked with Buffy, getting a small nod in return. She drew in a deep breath. "Buffy is my daughter."

xxxxx

"I can't believe General Hammond gave me open leave."

Xander smirked. "Buffy gave him the big, sad puppy eyes. Poor man didn't stand a chance."

"Xander!"

Sam giggled. "Buffy, Uncle George was ready to start testing the entire base if one of us wasn't compatible with Dawn."

Sam reluctantly stood up and looked around her living room "Come on, sitting around isn't going to get to England faster."

Xander settled further back into the couch. "Willow's ready to translocate us whenever you're ready."

Sam threw a cushion at him. "But I'm planning on staying in England a while, so the house needs to be packed up."

Xander groaned.

Buffy pulled him out of his seat. "The sooner we it done, the soon we get back to Dawn."

xxxxx

Sam scowled as she strode angrily back to her house. Oh, the nerve of that woman!

Every time Sam went away she asked the little girl next door to look after her cat. Of course she wouldn't have asked if the girl's mother hadn't offered when she found out Sam was in the military. Now the woman was accusing her of taking advantage and had virtually slammed the door in Sam's face.

The cat meowed pitifully in his carrier.

"I know," Sam murmured soothingly. "Maybe Janet will reconsider looking after you, just this once. She can't still be mad about her couch."

"I'll look after him."

Sam twirled around quickly. Her cat screeched in protest against the rough treatment. Jack stood in her driveway, leaning against his truck; the truck Sam had walked past without a second thought.

"Excuse me?"

Jack pushed off the truck, his body tense. "Your cat. I can take care of him while you're away. If you like."

Sam stared at him in disbelief. "You hate cats."

"I know, but-" Jack sighed. "When you told us about Buffy I reacted badly."

Sam snorted. That was an understatement. The man practically had a temper tantrum.

Jack ran a hand through his hair. "I'm trying to apologize here."

"Don't let me stop you."

"I'm sorry, all right? I shouldn't have said the things I did. I didn't mean them."

Sam raised an eyebrow. "So I'm not a liar and my daughter isn't trying to destroy the SGC?"

Jack shoved his hands in his pockets and shuffled his feet. "I was hurt. You knew all about us, but you hid this from us. You never told us that you had a child."

Sam carefully put the cat carrier on the ground. "I was hurt too, Jack. My best friends, my CO- the man I lov-" Sam cut herself off. "The man I look up to and respect verbally attacked me in front of my daughter. The daughter I didn't tell you about because you were still hurting over Charlie; hell, I was still hurting. You got to raise your son, you got to see him grow up, walk, talk. You got to put him to bed and soothe him after his nightmares. I never got to do any of that!"

Jack flinched.

A tear slid down Sam's face. "I had to watch my daughter call another woman 'Mom'. But, now Buffy needs me. This is something I can do for her… and I love Dawn. I may not have given birth to the girl-" Sam neglected to mention that technically Dawn hadn't been born at all, "but I love her. I can save her, Jack. She's dying and I can save her! You can't expect me not to do everything I can to help her."

Jack stepped forward and enfolded her in his arms. "You wouldn't be Sam Carter if you didn't. I over reacted today, Sam, and I'm truly sorry."

Sam sniffed and wiped at her eyes. "I know."

"Now let me look after your damn cat."

Sam giggled wetly. "Yes, sir."

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end

Note- This is the final mini. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed and enjoyed these minis. Several people have asked me to continue on with some of the plot lines. I have to say it is highly doubtful that I'll be able to do that, go have a look at all my uncompleted multi-chapter stories (which I absolutely am working on and will finish… one day).

So, if anyone would like to pick up one of these plots and run with it, can you please get in contact with me and let me know? I don't mind you doing it, I'd just like the acknowledgement and to able to read what you've come up.