Chapter three
Willow was making pancakes the following morning and pouring them into funny shapes for Chris.
As she loaded a pancake onto his Scooby-Doo plate Buffy bounded into the room and put a kiss on the boy's cheek.
"How's my little nephew?!" Chris laughed as his favourite aunt tickled him playfully.
"Okay!" he answered grinning at the blonde Slayer and putting a piece of his funny-shaped pancake into his mouth.
Buffy grabbed some juice and asked Willow to help her find her Mr Gordo pig, the witch rolled her eyes and looked exasperated.
"I thought you packed it last night," Willow responded to Buffy who was looking sheepish.
"I thought I did too," she replied shrugging.
Willow and Buffy spent the next twenty minutes searching for the stuffed pig, finding it under Buffy's bed. Buffy smiled at her as she retrieved her beloved pig and hugged it. The Slayer looked at the clock on the wall and said, "We ought to get going."
Buffy and Xander had been with Willow for a week because they needed a break from the Sunnydale nightlife, but now they were both going back. "Hey, Buff," Willow called, "If you need any help on the latest Apocalypse or just your run-of-mill demon…"
Buffy smiled at her, "I know and I'll call you if we need any help."
Satisfied, Willow hugged her tightly and then they pulled apart and left the room together.
When Willow had grown during her pregnancy her friends had gotten cautious and had decided that she and the baby would be a lot safer away from the violence of the Hellmouth. She had spent the next five months in San Francisco.
After Christopher Alexander Rosenberg had come screaming into the world she had considered going back to Sunnydale but her friends had been worried and so had she.
Later they, plus Willow, had decided that the Hellmouth and all the evil that surrounded it was no place for a baby to grow up in and had chosen Cleveland, Ohio as a safe place for her and Chris.
Later they had discovered that Cleveland also had a lot of the Supernatural in it, not as much as Sunnydale though. Giles had researched and said that Cleveland used to be an active Hellmouth but it was relatively safe for them to live there.
They had decided to settle down in Cleveland because the Supernatural was everywhere and wherever they went there would always be a bad guy willing to munch on a woman and her baby…that would never change. Willow hadn't turned her back on the fight- she never would- and she decided that if the Scoobies needed anyone to research she could do it online.
Whenever they had no choice but to ask her to do a spell in person Willow left Chris in Clem's care and teleported back to Sunnydale to help. That was the way it had been for over four years and it seemed to work.
Clem wasn't a violent demon but he needed to stay out of trouble, so he moved to Cleveland. When he discovered Willow in Cleveland he offered to baby-sit the boy and Willow had agreed
Clem was a great baby-sitter and even when Chris started showing signs of magic after his first birthday, magic that kept scaring away his demon kitten-poker friends.
Xander had already taught Chris to do the Snoopy dance and they watched A Charlie Brown Christmas together at Christmas. Xander and Buffy were great godparents and Giles made an awesome Granddad
Giles had started teaching Chris languages. After his third birthday Chris had his IQ test and had scored well over 140 just like her, but unlike her Chris's talents were in Linguistics and translating ancient texts. Whilst Willow's talents were in Computers, Math and science, he must have gotten his talents from his father. It certainly wasn't from her, she absolutely sucked at Latin but had gotten a little better with practice.
Willow was snapped out of her thoughts when she heard her son yell in happiness, she smiled and looked over the banister.
"Uncle Xander!" Chris shrieked and ran as fast as his legs would go towards the dark-haired man who was grinning goofily.
Chris jumped into his godfather's waiting arms. Squealing as he was swung around in the air and hugged. Chris grinned and hugged the man tighter. He smelled a mix of sawdust outdoor-smell and aftershave on Xander that comforted him and made him feel safe.
"Hey, how's my little man!?" Xander asked playfully.
"Great, I helped mommy with Latin words that she got wrong and I translated them and got them right and then she gave me an Egyptian figure of Seth-"
Xander sighed inwardly at this, 'I never get what he's talking about, it's okay to have Willow being brainier than me- but an almost-five-year-old.'
He tuned back into his nephew's babbling.
"-thought that Seth the Egyptian god to be nothing more than evil personified and then he killed his brother Osi-
Xander groaned and Willow patted his shoulder sympathetically, he grinned and hugged her and wondered if she was going to save him from more talks on Egypt stuff- at least he wasn't talking about his rocks.
Willow lifted Chris into her arms and he stopped his speech, "Sweetie, why don't we let Uncle Xander grab a cup of Coffee first."
Chris pouted, but didn't talk about Egyptian gods until he was allowed to and ended up talking about it during lunch later.
Xander tried to listen but it was kinda like being in a classroom again- better- but still in a classroom. Luckily their flight was due and he and Buffy needed to leave to catch it. They kissed Chris goodbye.
The combination of having his aunt and uncle leave and not being able to fully explain the gods in Egypt caused him to pout again but it was quickly erased when Xander cracked another bad joke.
Chris laughed and waved 'bye' to them.
Meanwhile at Kinsey's office
"SG-1 has just broken several rules, disobeyed hundreds of orders and last week they failed to bring back any technology to help the fight again an alien threat!" Kinsey stated then glowered at his phone as he listened to the President.
He went red with anger and gritted his teeth, "Yes, Mr President."
Then he hung up the phone and released a growl that would make a demon proud. SG1 had yet again gotten away with things that would have other officers locked up or at least discharged, but no- they got off as usual with nothing more than a slap on the wrist.
The only good news he had was that his search for the boy and his mother was going well and he felt like he was closing in on them after a week of sending people out to track them. He would have the boy and his mother in his hands and then he would find out just what they were. He would see if the things the boy could do were inherited or not. It would be interesting to find out just how different or similar they were to each other, but that was for later. Right now, he just wanted the boy.
Now at the SGC
Jack, Sam, Daniel and Teal'c were in the briefing room once again and sitting around the table and talking with General Hammond.
"So we're cleared then?" asked Jack lazily.
General Hammond smiled, "Yes, Kinsey didn't have enough evidence to get you into trouble."
"Yeah!" Jack shouted and clapped his hands together once in triumph.
Sam hid a smile when the General glared at Jack who had the grace to look a little sheepish at his loud yell.
"I mean," Jack started awkwardly. "Is that so?"
The General's lips twitched slightly upwards.
"Yes, but the President also gave me another piece of news that sounded like a warning," he said in his Texas drawl.
SG1 sat up slightly straighter in their chairs.
"He said that he had a feeling that Kinsey was up to something- he doesn't know what," he trailed off looking a little rattled. "He just said to keep an ear open and eyes peeled for anything unusual."
They nodded.
"You are all dismissed," he said and the team left the room to think over what the General had warned them about.