Chapter 7: Interlude: An Evening Not So Alone
Inspired by interactions in the Hotel California Panfandom RPG, this is a joint project between two women who adored the idea of Jack recruiting Buffy to Torchwood. Perhaps they adored it a little too much, but that remains to be seen.
Title: So Buffy Met Jack...
Authors: Amy tainted_crimson & Sarah magicom
Crossover: Buffy the Vampire Slayer / Torchwood
Spoilers: Through Buffy / Angel series finales and Torchwood Series 2 / Doctor Who Series 4.
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: Everything is owned by Joss/Fox and Russell/BBC!
Summary: After spending a few weeks trapped in an extratemporal holding cell together, Captain Jack Harkness offered Buffy Summers a job at Torchwood. And how could she ever turn down an offer like that?
Chapters: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06
INTERLUDE: AN EVENING NOT SO ALONE
Buffy tossed her keys onto the kitchen counter, setting the folder with the forms beside them. It had seemed like a long day, her first day of work at Torchwood-3, but stepping into the darkened apartment that was full of boxes and haphazardly placed furniture, the night before her seemed even longer. Her list of things to do seemed to stretch into eternity: unpack suitcases, rearrange furniture, go through all the boxes to make sure Andrew had sent the right things...
She took a glance in the cabinets and, nope, nothing there. She'd have to go grocery shopping at some point as well, get some things that were at least somewhat nutritious to make up for all the eating out she'd doubtless be doing. Funny how a few weeks of nothing but junk food could really make a person crave an apple; she'd been that way ever since Sunnydale.
And yet all the wanted to do was flop onto that couch into the living room that had been spared the box vomiting. So she did. Still wearing her coat, the gun tried to mold its imprint onto her stomach and she grumbled, pulling it out of its pocket and letting it drop to the floor beside the couch. Much better.
Twenty minutes later, she hadn't moved from that spot and very nearly asleep, the jet-lag of crossing more than a few time zones finally catching up with her, but then her phone decided to ring. Or rather, it decided to buzz in her pocket, the vibrations eliciting a surprised shout as she tried to get away from it in a half-awake state... and promptly rolled right off the couch.
Smooth, Buffy. Real smooth.
"Ow," she said as she flipped the cellphone open, a cheap thing that Dawn had found for her, with few buttons for her to press and possibly kill. Buffy could navigate her way around a computer fairly well these days, but it was the smaller electronics that found themselves being Slayer casualties.
She sat up with a grin as the other person answered with a laugh, correctly guessing that she'd been falling asleep somewhere and had her phone on vibrate. This boyfriend of hers really did know her all too well.
"Hey, that's only an every other week thing, thanks very much," she protested jokingly, climbing back up onto the couch, curling up in the corner as if she could pretend he was there with her and not on an entirely different continent.
"It was first-day-ey," she answered his question with a shrug. "There was paperwork, an alien adventure in a supermarket... Yes, I kicked the alien's ass... Yeah, it kinda bit me, but I'm fine, everything is hunky-dory over here in the land of wannabe tweed."
She pouted and glared at the wall. "No... What do you-..." She sighed and muttered, "No, everything's still in boxes. And no groceries."
Suddenly there was a buzzing from the door's intercom, and a chuckling from the other end of the phone. Getting up, she went to the door and pushed the little button. "Yeah?"
A guy's voice came over the speakers. "It's Jubilee Pizza, with a delivery for... B. Summers?"
A smile spread across her face. "Thank you," she told the love of her life on the other side of the world, pouring an indescribable amount of affection into those two words. Flipping the phone closed, she found that her evening was suddenly looking much more promising.
Title: So Buffy Met Jack...
Authors: Amy tainted_crimson & Sarah magicom
Crossover: Buffy the Vampire Slayer / Torchwood
Spoilers: Through Buffy / Angel series finales and Torchwood Series 2 / Doctor Who Series 4.
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: Everything is owned by Joss/Fox and Russell/BBC!
Summary: After spending a few weeks trapped in an extratemporal holding cell together, Captain Jack Harkness offered Buffy Summers a job at Torchwood. And how could she ever turn down an offer like that?
Chapters: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06
INTERLUDE: AN EVENING NOT SO ALONE
Buffy tossed her keys onto the kitchen counter, setting the folder with the forms beside them. It had seemed like a long day, her first day of work at Torchwood-3, but stepping into the darkened apartment that was full of boxes and haphazardly placed furniture, the night before her seemed even longer. Her list of things to do seemed to stretch into eternity: unpack suitcases, rearrange furniture, go through all the boxes to make sure Andrew had sent the right things...
She took a glance in the cabinets and, nope, nothing there. She'd have to go grocery shopping at some point as well, get some things that were at least somewhat nutritious to make up for all the eating out she'd doubtless be doing. Funny how a few weeks of nothing but junk food could really make a person crave an apple; she'd been that way ever since Sunnydale.
And yet all the wanted to do was flop onto that couch into the living room that had been spared the box vomiting. So she did. Still wearing her coat, the gun tried to mold its imprint onto her stomach and she grumbled, pulling it out of its pocket and letting it drop to the floor beside the couch. Much better.
Twenty minutes later, she hadn't moved from that spot and very nearly asleep, the jet-lag of crossing more than a few time zones finally catching up with her, but then her phone decided to ring. Or rather, it decided to buzz in her pocket, the vibrations eliciting a surprised shout as she tried to get away from it in a half-awake state... and promptly rolled right off the couch.
Smooth, Buffy. Real smooth.
"Ow," she said as she flipped the cellphone open, a cheap thing that Dawn had found for her, with few buttons for her to press and possibly kill. Buffy could navigate her way around a computer fairly well these days, but it was the smaller electronics that found themselves being Slayer casualties.
She sat up with a grin as the other person answered with a laugh, correctly guessing that she'd been falling asleep somewhere and had her phone on vibrate. This boyfriend of hers really did know her all too well.
"Hey, that's only an every other week thing, thanks very much," she protested jokingly, climbing back up onto the couch, curling up in the corner as if she could pretend he was there with her and not on an entirely different continent.
"It was first-day-ey," she answered his question with a shrug. "There was paperwork, an alien adventure in a supermarket... Yes, I kicked the alien's ass... Yeah, it kinda bit me, but I'm fine, everything is hunky-dory over here in the land of wannabe tweed."
She pouted and glared at the wall. "No... What do you-..." She sighed and muttered, "No, everything's still in boxes. And no groceries."
Suddenly there was a buzzing from the door's intercom, and a chuckling from the other end of the phone. Getting up, she went to the door and pushed the little button. "Yeah?"
A guy's voice came over the speakers. "It's Jubilee Pizza, with a delivery for... B. Summers?"
A smile spread across her face. "Thank you," she told the love of her life on the other side of the world, pouring an indescribable amount of affection into those two words. Flipping the phone closed, she found that her evening was suddenly looking much more promising.