Family

Part 31 Adults are such a pain

BY:Fire Wolfe
Betaed By: greywizard
2.13.2011
Disclaimer: Please See Part One

Part 31 Adults are such a pain

Cassie smiled and knew that if they could find a way to work together, then the days of the Goa'uld ruling the stars was over. She just wished her Mom was around to see it. Of course, getting both sides to see reason might take a bit of work. She sighed; adults were *such* a pain.

Giles saw that his slayers were finally calming down; he just hoped the American Military had enough sense to not keep pushing their buttons. Buffy was clearly on edge and Faith was ready to kill. He knew that look she was wearing right now. While she had come a long way from what she had been, she was still far more primal in many ways then Buffy. She would have absolutely no regrets if she killed to protect those she now called family. Of course, given the growl he had heard from Buffy, he was honestly surprised that the colonel was still alive and had both arms, primarily because he knew from watching his beloved fight that she was more than capable of ripping off an arm or leg as the mood struck. A few torn ligaments and cartilage were minor to his thinking. He had felt her fear and rage and he was amazed she could keep as much control as she had. The slayer had been demanding blood. All in all, he was proud of her control, but even so, he was not willing to trust it too far.

Daniel sat and listened. He and Jack, along with the rest of SG-1, had over the years gotten really good at figuring out new cultures. This time, however, they had clearly miss-stepped.

Of course, this time it was personal. There was no way that he or Jack could have been objective about any threat to Cassie. He could have and should have expected this to happen and prevented it.

However, in his defense, he had never expected that anyone would so blatantly threaten them and only consider it a disclaimer. He wanted to be angry that Jack had resorted to a 'shoot first, ask questions later' action.

However, if he was 100 percent honest, Jack had only beat him by seconds. He had been ready to attack to defend Cassandra as well. That bothered him on some levels. When had violence become almost second nature to him? Daniel accepted that over the years he had become a lot more military in his mindset.

It was not a change he liked but, it had been a necessity for survival.
In this case, however, it was not a good reaction at all.

He considered what Dr. Giles said about the slayer. His mind raced over the ancient texts from the time of the occupation that they had found. His near photographic memory pulled up references to a lone warrior who had fought the gods. The majority of authorities had thought it a myth, as no proof had ever been found, while Daniel had thought that perhaps it had been a Tok'ra or minor goa'uld who led the rebellion.

Now, he was not so certain. He had seen the young warriors move with skill and grace that made even Teal'c look like a buffoon. Daniel looked over at the former First Prime and noted he had a bruised jaw and was keeping a very wary eye on the blonde.

It was clear he was not about to underestimate her again. He also noted a look of respect and perhaps even fear in his eyes.

That was unexpected and gave him a lot more to think about.

Sam Carter was angry. She had rarely been this angry in all her years at the SGC. It was not often that they had been so thoroughly defeated. That was not to say they had not been captured or taken. They had many times. Rarely, however, had she been this angry or afraid. She noted that her team all seemed stiff and coiled for action.
Not that they could really do much. No, they had been handed their asses by experts.

She shot a dark look at the Colonel. She had rarely seen him lose his temper. That was the reason for this mess. Not that she even could blame him. Hell, she would kill to keep Cassie safe.

The thing that really pissed her off, though, was the lecture. How dare they say they risked earth? They defended the world. The SGC and SG-1 had saved the world multiple times. They had all died to keep the planet safe. Ok, granted, they got brought back by the sarcophaguses, but that was hardly the point. It pissed her off that some kids would dare question their actions. Who the hell were they? She was not so sure she bought into this world protection treaty thing. If it existed, why the hell had they not been told? If there was help out there, why had they been forced to fight alone? In her anger, she forgot that the US had classified their mission.

Cassie was family, and she was not going to let her be taken. She had once been willing to die with the girl, so she would not be alone. She would protect her like her own. She owed Janet that much. The rest, well, they would deal with the so called slayers and move on. They had no experience with the Goa'uld and other nasties; they were kids and they would back down.
She would find a way to make them.

Teal'c had rarely been defeated so easily. The fact that he had walked into the attack was embarrassing. However, the small warrior woman was impressive. He wondered if they could forge an alliance. An army with such warriors would make the System Lords flee in fear. He hated that they had gotten into a scuffle. It was not the actions of the seasoned warrior he knew O'Neill to be. Then again, Cassandra Frasier was family and one could lose one's objective nature when they were in danger. He would listen and wait. There might yet be time to work this out. He had high hopes.

Besides, if there were more women like these he might just find a worthy mate for his son.

TBC...