Disclaimer: Same as previous chapter.
Chapter 3
Andrew sat thinking on the plane trip and wondered about the man's words, the guy talked far easily, 'SGC? What the hell did that mean?' He was going to investigate that and this Daniel Jackson fellow further.
His thoughts were disturbed by the Stewardess telling him that they were landing in LA, he put his hat on and walked out.
Graham sat by the arrivals waiting for Andrew and thought back to the last year, he was happy to see Andrew back, 'But a year? Really? Riley's still around,' he thought bitterly, 'Trying to get back together with Buffy.'
He looked at the disembarking passengers and stared at all of them but he couldn't see Andrew, he felt a tugging on his arm and looked down and saw familiar blue eyes under a old beaten fedora.
Andrew smiled and took off his hat; Graham stared in a bit of shock as Andrew looked different. He looked at Andrew's face and said, "I, umm, like the beard and moustache."
"Thanks," Andrew said rubbing his chin, "I did tell you about the desert training, right?"
"Yes," Graham said, "This Sallah guy put you in the damn desert for a month, wasn't that a bit harsh?"
"Well he did train me," Andrew said, "For it before I did it and I did learn how to make my own fire and I had a bowie knife."
"Yeah," Graham said, he rubbed his head and muttered, "Let's get your stuff Andrew."
As they picked Andrew's stuff up Andrew made a face and said, "Umm, Graham, I'm gonna be leaving for Washington D.C in a few weeks, I have some things to look up over there."
Graham looked at Andrew and said, "Umm, I'll go with you this time, I've been there before and I need a little vacation."
"Cool," Andrew smiled and added, "I missed you Graham and also Jonathon."
"Yeah, I looked out for your friend," Graham said, "He likes hanging out with my group I guess."
They got into Graham's car and Graham looked Andrew over, 'He does seem to be a bit more mature.'
Andrew smiled at him and said, "Yeah, about the desert; I found an Oasis where I got my water and I learned and I ate things that I wouldn't eat normally."
Graham crinkled his nose and said, "Like primate parfait?"
"No," Andrew giggled, "But roasted scorpion and cooked viper."
"Oh Andrew," Graham said, "Wasn't there anything to eat there, other than snakes and bugs?
"Umm," Andrew said, "It was the Sahara deserts not the jungle, I mean the oasis only had water and some small, tough shrubs there."
Graham switching the subject quickly said, "Umm, the place where I'm staying, they said that you stay for a bit, if you want?"
"Sure," Andrew said, "And by the way; scorpions are kind of like lobster, just with stingers."
Graham laughed, "Lobsters huh? Well you can have hamburgers with me tonight, alright?"
As they drove in silence Andrew looked out the window and began to think he didn't want to get Graham in trouble if this SGC was a problem. He looked at Graham and muttered, "Do you really want to come with me?"
"Yes Andrew," Graham said, "I mean I've been to Washington and my job here hasn't gone anywhere, so I want to go with you."
"Okay," Andrew said, "But it's dangerous, I mean I shouldn't tell you this but I was attacked by some people."
"What?" Graham said, "Did they hurt you Andrew? I mean why?"
"Umm, it's about my grandfather; they told me to stop looking into it," Andrew mumbled, "Something about them working for some secret government group."
Graham frowned; he knew that there were a lot of secret government organizations that would kill to protect themselves from being exposed to the light of day. He looked at Andrew and said, 'I'm coming with you, alright?"
"I guess so," Andrew said in a small voice.
When they got into Sunnydale Andrew looked around as they drove; nothing here changed and it was really weird actually, like Sunnydale was frozen in time or something like that.
Graham smiled, "We're home Andrew or at least for the next few weeks," he stared at Andrew and said, "I hope you want to stay here for a bit."
When they parked Graham frowned as he saw that Riley's car was there and he sighed, he didn't need this right now.
Buffy frowned at Riley's presence, she really didn't want Riley here because she didn't like how he treated Graham but Anya, in her blunt way, decided that she needed orgasms, which was her way of saying that she needed a boyfriend. Anya didn't simply understand why Buffy disliked Riley as Graham wasn't giving her orgasms, so Riley would do.
"So," Riley said, "Where's Graham? Out with a guy or something?"
The way Riley said it irked Buffy, like Graham was some man whore who trolled for men, but she did make him date on occasion so he wouldn't sit by the phone waiting for his crush to call.
Graham came in followed by Andrew and he stared, some of the people he knew from High School but he didn't know the tall guy who was glaring daggers at Graham.
Riley stared at the man and said, "Who's this? Your boyfriend for the night?"
Graham's face turned red and Andrew thought a bit angrily, 'Why is this guy being a bastard to Graham?'
Riley looked Andrew over and said, "Well, I suppose he's your type Graham."
Andrew's eye twitched as the guy laid it on Graham, he looked around and noticed a few of the other people were getting a bit iffy, why was Graham just letting it happen? It hurt him and he could see it. He looked up at Riley and clenched his hand and tapped Riley on the shoulder, when Riley looked over Andrew smashed his fist into Riley's face, hearing a very satisfying crunch.
Riley clutched his face staring at Andrew and gave him a nasty glare Andrew smiled and said you're annoying you know that and you hurting Graham now stop
Graham smiled a bit, he didn't want to hurt Riley as it'd put him on Riley's level. 'Andrew stood up for me? That was cool.'
Andrew made a face at Riley and stared at him, as the two stared at each other Riley expected him to back down but Andrew didn't back down.
Riley finally turned away and said, "I gotta go," and walked out.
Buffy smiled, "While I'm grateful that you scared Riley off, he might make trouble for you, he's a bit thick headed."
"Oh," Andrew said, "I'm sorry; do you want me to leave? I don't want to cause trouble."
"It's alright," Buffy said, "I mean he'll be alright in a few days, then I'll talk to him."
Andrew yawned and said, "Does anyone care that I want to go to sleep?"
Buffy nodded and said, "You can use my room."
Andrew walked upstairs and passed out on the bed as he was so tired from the trip.
Graham and Buffy pulled up Andrew's bags and Buffy smiled, "So how long is he staying for?"
"A few weeks then he's heading to Washington DC for some damn reason, he's not telling me though," Graham said almost bitterly.
"He has wanderlust," Buffy said, "But he does seem nice and I love how he defended you, I mean Xander and I would've held him down for Andrew."
Graham smiled a bit at how Andrew stood up for him, "It was almost romantic; he punched Riley hard and I think Andrew broke his nose."
Buffy looked him over and said, "He does look a bit better now actually, I mean he had the whole fresh faced look going for him but he looks almost rugged now."
The next morning Andrew stretched himself awake, rummaged through his things and sighed as he slipped on a shirt and leather jeans. He walked down and said, "Umm, good morning."
Graham and Buffy looked at him and Andrew sighed, "Lady Croft insisted that I change my look a bit and it's tight, I know. I'm gonna buy some new clothes soon."
"Don't," Graham muttered his face red, "You, umm, look very good in them."
Andrew stared and said, "Umm, sure but I need to use the phone, I have phone cards."
"Sure," Buffy said.
He walked over to the phone and dialled.
Catherine Langford looked at Ernest, who was flipping through channels and complaining about the new channels, when she heard the phone ring, she looked at the ID and thought, "Sunnydale? Who do I know in Sunnydale?' She picked it up and said, "Hello? Yes this is she and you are? Indy's grandson? Oh, I didn't know he died."
"Yeah, he did, I miss him," Andrew said, "But anyways when he, umm, died he was investigating your father's dig?"
Catherine looked down and frowned, "I am sorry Mr Jones but I don't know what you're talking about, we didn't really find anything in that dig."
Andrew coughed and said, "A good friend of my grandfather, Sallah Mohammed fasiel el-Kahir, said that you must have found something big as the dig crew disappeared afterwards. In his own words, 'the sands swallowed them.'"
"The entire dig crew?" Catherine frowned, 'My father couldn't have been behind that, could he?'
"Well it's like this; apparently the son of one of the diggers got a letter from his father," Andrew said, "And the letter described a stone circle with strange glyphs on it."
She froze and said, "Mr Jones, please don't ask more questions. After all, what you're asking could get you in trouble."
"Umm," Andrew said, "I was already in trouble, I was attacked in London," and he hung up.
Catherine frowned and called the SGC.
"Daniel?" she said, "It's good to hear your voice again."
"Hey," Daniel said, "What's up Catherine? You sound a bit concerned."
"I need to see you and your friends soon," Catherine said softly.
A few hours later the SG-1 team was sitting in the living room and Catherine said, "Your SGC might have a bit of a problem."
"What's that?" Jack asked as he grabbed some cookies.
"First of all," Catherine said, "I need to know; would the SGC kill to protect its secret? I trust you four especially and even General Hammond, but would someone kill to protect your secrets?"
"No," Sam said, "Not us, you know that, right? The General won't have that type of behaviour."
"I know Samantha," Catherine said, "And that's what worries me; a little while ago I got a phone call from someone who was looking into my father's dig and, unfortunately, he has a fairly accurate description of the Stargate."
"So," Jack muttered, "We can lean on him, that should scare him off."
Catherine laughed, "No it won't, not if he's anything like his grandfather."
"Who is his grandfather?" Teal'c asked puzzled, "A warrior?"
"In a way," Catherine said, "My father hated him, calling him a tomb robber, and he had numerous enemies: the Nazis, the KGB in the late fifties and several other groups. He was vital and active for a long time, longer than a man should've been approaching his hundredth year."
"A Hundred years old?" Jack said with a raised eyebrow, "How did he manage that?"
"Indiana Jones," Catherine said, "He never surprised me, I met him once and his journals may have information on the Stargate."
"Hmm," Sam said, "That might be troublesome if he starts asking questions."
"I'm more worried about him," Catherine said, "He might not know where to end his search; he hung up before I could talk to him more."
Meanwhile in Sunnydale Andrew was reading his grandfather's journals, 'There has to be something here,' he swore that there were some journals missing.
Andrew sighed as Graham came in and said, "You look a bit glum Andrew?"
"Yeah, I think some of grandpa's journals are missing," Andrew said a bit irritated, "Maybe Sallah misplaced some of the books?"
"Come on," Graham said, "You want to go see a movie with me or something?" and smiled hopefully."
Andrew looked at him and said, "Sure thing Graham."
As they walked out Graham muttered, "You do look good now Andrew and just when did you grow that?"
"Oh, this?" Andrew said, "Umm, when I walked out of the desert I was sunburnt and blistered, I was forced to run barefoot into the sand. But when I came to England my hair was too long, thank god I got it cut, huh?"
Graham nodded and as they left he looked at Andrew and said, "Umm, maybe dinner first? You can tell me more about your trip."
"Okay," Andrew said, "I had my first kiss, in like ever, in Britain."
"First kiss?" Graham said, keeping his voice calm, "Who was it with?" He felt a slight bit of jealously but squashed it.
"With Lady Croft," Andrew said, "I guess it was it was nice but it didn't feel right, really and besides it was to trick two goons into thinking that we were busy with each other."
"So," Graham said, "It doesn't count as your first kiss?"
"What?" Andrew said, "Umm, we kissed, how can't it count?"
"Umm, first kisses are with someone you like or want to kiss," Graham said, "Or at least it was like that with me."
"Oh, umm, cool," Andrew said, "I guess it didn't count then."
"Yep," Graham said as they stopped at a café, he stepped in and pulled Andrew in with him.
As they sat down Andrew muttered, "About last night, that Riley guy? What's his problem with you? He was being so mean."
"That?" Graham groaned, "He's pissed: first, because I'm gay, second, because I didn't tell him Riley is the kind of guy who has to know everything about his friends. He found out about that when a man came on to me rather aggressively and, well, when I refused him he ran to Riley and told him what his faggot friend did, he drummed me out of the military thus ending my career but Buffy helped me get a job at the Bronze."
Andrew's eyes darkened and he muttered, "Sorry to hear that, I mean he was being cruel to you, making you seem like you had a different guy every night, which I didn't believe," Andrew said, "I mean you don't seem like it."
Graham laughed and said, "No, Riley knows I'm a nester and I'm looking for long term now as I got the wild stuff out of my system years ago. He's trying to hurt me by spreading rumours that I'm, well, a slut."
"Cool," Andrew said, "I hope you find someone."
Andrew didn't notice the way Graham stared at him and he missed the look that passed through Graham's eyes when he said, "find someone."
As they ate, Andrew smiled; he did like Graham as he was cool and, for some reason, always waiting for him to call, it was kind of cool.
They walked out and Andrew frowned, it was really mean how Riley treated Graham.
He smiled and said, "I'll stand up for you if he calls you a slut in front of me."
Graham smiled softly and said, "Really? You would? I mean Buffy does all the time and so does Tara but it means a lot coming from you."
Andrew smiled as they walked into the movie theatre, he saw Graham pick out a science fiction movie and smiled, Graham knew him.
The movie started and Graham whispered, "This movie is really good, your friend mentioned that you'd like to see it."
"Cool," Andrew said, "I've been isolated for a year and I have no idea what's good, even in London Lady Croft made sure there was little distraction for my training."
Graham frowned deeply and said, "You should've had fun with something."
"I did, with Sallah," Andrew said, "Besides the training he told me stories about my grandfather and reminded me what I have been missing, I should've been with him."
Graham smiled softly and put his arm around Andrew's shoulder; Andrew stared but shrugged, 'It was for comfort I guess.'
After the movie Andrew walked out and Graham smile, "Do you want to do this again?"
"Sure," Andrew said, "It was fun and if you still want to come with me to Washington you can."
Graham smiled and said, "Sounds fun, we can make a roadtrip out of it."
TBC
Graham and Andrew will be going on their roadtrip soon and I will be building up their romance slowly.
When should they meet up with SG-1? How should that meeting go?
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