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Chapter 6

"How agile," Jack said with his eyes a little bigger than before, though it was not that noticeable. His suspicions increased although he was unsure what was more suspicious, that she could vault over the fence like that, or that she thought nothing of it.

"I used to be a cheerleader," Cordelia said cheerfully with her arms wrapped around Murray's neck. He was still holding her in his own arms after catching her as she came over the fence. "Then I worked with a private investigator. I was technically a secretary but I ended up working on several of his cases."

Sam and Jack exchanged looks for a moment before Jack spoke out, "That's interesting."

"Yeah. But I learned a lot about myself working there. Actually I want to be an actress, but it's hard to be discovered. And someone I knew in high school had started working private investigation. It was a job."

"You're an actress?"

"I want to be. I'm working on it but it's a slow going. I signed up for a local acting group here in Colorado Springs."

"If you want to be an actress why don't you move to L.A. or New York?"

"Oh. I was living in L.A. I moved here for health reasons. While I was living there I started to suffer from terrible headaches. My doctor gave me a couple of choices and the only one I was really willing to do was move here. She was right too, I haven't suffered a single headaches since I moved here. She's still trying to figure out another alternative for me. She's great, she's also helping out my old boss too. Cindy found a couple of people to replace me. It's nice to know that it takes more than one person to replace you. She also sends some of her clientele to him if she thinks he can help them."

Cordelia didn't mention here about Cindy hooking them up with the occasional hunter who came to town. Angel was hoping some of them would be willing to hook up on a permanent basis, but he hadn't found a partner yet. He was developing quite a network of informants though. John Winchester had proved himself to be a great source of information apparently. Cordelia didn't really know the details.

"Murray, you should probably put me down."

"I do not wish to kill you, Cordelia Chase," Murray said softly.

Cordelia giggled, "In this case 'put me down' means to place me on the ground."

"Indeed," Murray said as he gently let Cordelia's feet touch the ground.

"To put something down normally means to put something down not to kill something. It can be used as a nice way of saying you had to kill something, often something you cared about, or to mean something has been insulted but normally it's taken in the literal context." Cordelia liked to explain slang and expressions to Murray. His confusion reminded her of Giles, Wesley and Angel. None of them were really aware of modern Californian slang, or even teen expressions, but they also never really wanted her to explain them.

Though Cordelia had never actually gotten a clear answer on where Murray was from, she was relatively sure he wasn't from Earth. Not that she was about to mention it as she wrapped an arm firmly around Murray's waist as he led her to the table set up next to the barbecue grill.

"I think the food is burning," Cordelia said trying to hide a smirk.

"#," Jack yelped as he rushed to save the food on the barbecue. As Jack tried to salvage what was on the grill Danny started to snicker and Cordelia finally gave in and started to giggle. Sam, using her skills gained from being in the military, managed to maintain her composure by biting her lip. Cordelia could tell Murray found this funny too, although it wouldn't be obvious to most people.

"Pick on me, your cook for the day," Jack snapped out jokingly. He soon piled up a huge amount of hamburgers and other meats on the table. Silence soon followed as people began to gather their food and Cordelia knew she was being watched by the Jack and Sam.

"So, Sam, are you also in the military?" Cordelia asked with a grin on her face. She already figured Sam probably was. Sam using the same body language as Jack was just one giveaway for Cordelia.

"Yes, I'm a major in the Air Force. I'm also a doctor, since I have a P.H.D. in astrophysics."

"Well that at least makes sense for someone working in Deep Space Telemetry," Cordelia said with a small grin.

Jack and Sam exchanged looks again as Cordelia looked down at her one small hamburger. Cordelia did need to maintain her figure, especially if she still wanted to be an actress someday.

"So," Daniel started speaking noticing the silence from Jack and Sam and not understanding it, "what do you do when you're not being an actress?"

"I work part time at the shoe store in the mall. It's a job and it puts shoes in the closet."

"I thought the phrase went 'it puts food on the table,'" Teal'c said looking down at Cordelia.

"It does, shoes are more important to me," Cordelia said with a huge smile. "It's taken awhile but my shoe closet is finally as healthy as it was before my dad's trouble with the IRS."

"Ah," Teal'c said as if he understood. He saw that the others understood and knew he'd have to ask them after Cordelia left to know the meaning of what she said. The rest of the afternoon was spent chit chatting about nothing important. Soon they were all cleaning up from the barbecue and Cordelia was getting ready to leave. "Should we have asked your roommate to join us?"

Cordelia's eyes widened for a moment in panic. "He rarely leaves the house and he doesn't eat meat," or anything else for that matter, Cordelia thought to herself.

Of course that didn't really help her case with Jack and Sam, they found her actions here very suspicious. They both decided at that moment that the first thing they would do when Cordelia left was call the SGC to get a background check done on Teal'c new friend.

End – Chapter 6

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It's been awhile since I mentioned other fandoms in this story. This chapter mentions a character from Supernatural.

I think this is when Sam was still a Major, but I could be wrong, please let me know if I need to change it. This takes place somewhere in season 5 of SG-1, although I am probably taking a lot of liberties with the storyline.

This chapter didn't go exactly as I had planned and now I have to take a short detour from what I was planning for a background check. Hope you enjoy it!