New Players

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August 7, 2010

By: Fire Wolfe

Beta: Genuka Who saves my sorry ass from stupid mistakes. Thanks for the save on the name of Anya's old boss.

Inheriting Family

Part 14 New Players

"We had better get back to the base sir." Carter said concerned but willing to wait until they were safe for Cassie's explanations. "I think we need to get Cassie to a secure location. I'm not sure I trust that there are only six agents hanging around."

While he wanted to object there was still a possibility of more NID agents being around. Jack was not a man to trust even the surrender of an enemy especially one who was as well trained and skilled as Colonel Makepeace.

"Ok, we can wait for an explanation. Like Carter said we need to get you to a safe and secure place. Then young lady I expect a full explanation. Who the hell are these people that you seem so eager to go with? I thought we were your family Cassie?"

"I love you Uncle Jack, you and the others are my family. I promise when the others get here I will explain everything. Or at least what I can. Not all the secrets are mine to share and some of it may well be classified; maybe as deeply as the SGC."

Jack started to protest but the hard look on Cassie's face said she would not budge on this. Plus Carter as always was right they had to get Cassie to safety.

"Ok campers, let's go. Colonel, if you or your men make any false moves I will shoot you. For the record, I am more than happy to make it a kill shot."

Makepeace nodded knowing that in Colonel O'Neill's place he would feel the same.

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Connor boarded the plane with trepidation. He really did not like these machines. He also hated that he had to be unarmed. He felt naked without even a stake for protection. His hand drifted to his Celtic cross and he relaxed some. He had to drive to the airport and that part had been relaxing. He hated that he had to mail his weapons to Cassandra's house.

However there was no way he could bring them. He was not even allowed to bring holy water on board. He sighed as he sat down on the window seat in the business section. Thank the Goddess Giles had sent him a credit card for just such emergencies. He looked out the window and wondered again why Willow would not agree to just teleport him in. Oh well he could do this he had survived a hell dimension how hard could a plane ride be? Connor looked over as the seat next to him was taken. He smiled and felt more relaxed as an elderly priest joined him. The man struggled with an overnight bag. Connor rose quickly and placed it securely in the overhead compartment. "Let me help you sir."

Father Malcahey looked at the young man and smiled. He noted the Celtic cross with a genuine smile. The slight Irish brogue brought back happy memories. "Thank you, young man. It is kind of you to help an old man."

"Not a problem Father. It's my honor to help a man of God."

Connor's adopted family had been firm Catholics. While Connor himself was now not totally convinced of their beliefs he did respect priests. He had several who had helped him over the years by blessing weapons and holy water. It made him feel safer just having a man of God nearby. His own family priest Father Donnelley was a good man who had helped him in recent months come to terms with what had happened to him. While he was still angry with Angel his biological father and even with Holtz he had come to understand both men because of the priest wise council. That made priest important to him.

"My family is Catholic, sir. I was raised to respect the church and her priests." That much was true even if the memories were false they felt real.

Both men took their seats. "I am Father Malcahey." The priest said holding out his hand. Connor smiled at him and said "Connor O'Neill, sir."

"I am pleased to meet you, Connor."The priest said. "You seem nervous?"

"I am not one for flying. I have only done so a few times and I admit not being too fond of it."

The old priest chuckled at this. "Yes, it can be trying. However at least we have a solid plane around us. Let me tell you a story it may make you glad of this machine."

Connor shrugged and decided what the hell it was going to be a long flight and maybe the priest's stories would distract him from his nervousness.

Father Malchey began to tell the story of how he had flown in a MASH helicopter to save a young soldiers life. Connor smiled and decided he was very glad this priest was with him. It would make the flight feel safer. Demons he could handle flying well that was something else. Or it would be until he learned to fly himself. It was the lack of control that drove him crazy.

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Kate Todd listened in shock. This was just too strange. She seen and heard a lot of insane things in her time as a Secret Service Agent but this took the cake. She was just glad her boyfriend was not here to listen to it. Because he would so think his commander and chief was crazy and that would not be good because he had the foot ball. It would really suck if he thought President Hayes had lost it. Because insane or not he was still a safer bet then Kinsey. Kate pitied his body guards because no one in their right minds would want to take a bullet for that asshole. f course if it was all true then they had to revise their protection details. She looked over at her boss who clearly agreed. Oh well at least her job was never boring.

TBC...