August 21st: A Symphony of Echoes: Egypt (BtVS/SG1)
Title: A Symphony of Echoes, Chapter 05: Egypt
Author: 3am_moonlight (MirroredIllusions on TtH)
Crossover: BtVS / Stargate SG-1: Continuum
Rating: Teen (implied past slash)
Word Count: 1,215
Timeline: BtVS: Post-Chosen & post-Stargate SG-1: Continuum
Disclaimer: Nothing copyrighted belongs to yours truly.
Summary: Living in Giza in the 1920s in different from modern day America.
Author's Note: Written for Day 21 of the 2021 August Fic-A-Day.
A/N: Um, I know close to nothing about Giza, especially not in the late 1920s. *waves vaguely* Creative licence.
Previous: 1, 2, 3, 4.
Buffy exited the Stargate maybe five seconds before Cam came diving through it and landed on the concrete floor in an ungraceful heap. It gave her just enough time to glance around and realize they were in some kind of warehouse. She had been in too many of those over the years as it was a favorite place for vampires to squat in.
It had the standard concrete floor, wooden crates, pallets, and so on. Other than a more old-fashioned packaging it appeared to be ordinary. Aside from the giant ring they had just come through, of course.
Cam had remained stationary after he had given the room a cursory overview from his prone position and probably deemed it reasonably safe for the time being. She poked him with her military-issued boot.
A little concerned, she asked, "Cam? Are you okay?"
"I've been separated from two of my best friends for a year only to see both of them be killed. Another friend is loyal or was loyal to the bastard who got us into this mess to begin with because someone else who is probably dead wasn't there to convince him to join us. He is also most likely dead now, along with another friend who is or was an unwilling host to a parasite. AND I'm 80 years in the past. No. I'm not okay."
When he put it that way... Buffy smiled a little ruefully at his back, it had been a stupid question. She did however add quite a few more questions to the mental list she was preparing to ask Cam about later. Because that ramble? Not with the sense making.
"Not to make a bad situation worse, but I'm sure we need to skedaddle. Someone probably heard the kawoosh and will be here to investigate soon." She looked around at the non-descript room again. "Where are we?" It didn't look like a military facility as she had expected. Clearly, she was missing more than a few pieces to this particular puzzle.
Cam got himself off of the concrete floor, dusted himself off, and began walking around. "Egypt. Somewhere around Giza, I think."
Buffy stared at the back of his head. That had not been mentioned at any point during the last however many hours had passed since they left Auburn, Kansas. "So," Buffy said a little annoyed. "To summarize; Your big secret is that you fight aliens for a living, you find these aliens by going through a giant circle that somehow connects to other planets, except when an alien bad guy makes it into a time machine and one of your friends decides to send us to the past. More specifically, she sent us to Egypt in 1929 so we have to stay here for an unspecified event we need to attend in 1939."
Buffy looked him straight in the eye. "That about sums it up?"
Cam place a hand over his face and rubbed it. "I really owe you an explanation, don't I?"
"Yes," Buffy replied instantly. "Yes, you really, really do. A long, detailed one. Because this isn't like forgetting to buy sugar or forgetting to buy coffee, which is so much worse, but you have somehow brought me along to the past AND another continent! So, yes. Explanation, please."
"Right," he said on a heavy exhale, "but first we need to get out of here." He took a good look at the green BDU's and brown leather jackets they were both wearing due to recently having been in fighter jets. "And we need time and location-specific clothing."
*****
Three months later they were still in Giza. They had faked being attacked by unspecified robbers after they having stolen clothes that wouldn't make them look too much out of place, and some of the locals had been kind enough to help them get a place to stay and even get Cam a job. As Buffy was a woman she had been expected to stay home and care for the 'house'. The 'house' in question being a tiny apartment, if it could even be considered that. Much to her irritation Cam had had a good laugh at her part when they were finally alone. No, she would never be a domestic goddess, but he didn't have to poke fun at her.
Adjusting to not only sharing a living space with someone but also sharing a bed with that same someone she wasn't actually in a relationship with took some time. Anytime someone commented, they excused it by claiming to be newlyweds. Given the time period and where they were currently living, it was easily accepted. Usually with some manly time-specific sexism thrown in.
Buffy had finally gotten her explanation, and wow had it been a doozy! Body snatching aliens, their nicer but still body-snatching cousins, space pirates, Atlantis was a real city and it was located in the Pegasus Galaxy (and Cam's boyfriend was the military commander!), an earlier evolution of humans had built the Stargates, Atlantis, and a lot of technology that would randomly be extremely helpful or just kill them in awful ways, and so much more.
Cam had spent a lot of those months telling her about the early days of the Stargate Program, his own stint as leader of the Blue Squadron, and the dogfight over Antarctica where he was shot down. Then he told her about getting SG-1 back together (Sam, Daniel, and Teal'c apparently being original members), and their missions over the last few years.
After she had gotten a chance to digest and accept this new part of her reality, and how she came from an alternate timeline that was never meant to exist, she decided to reciprocate by explaining some of her own secrets.
Buffy told Cam about Merrick, her Watcher, how she had realized she was suddenly stronger, faster, could hear things people were saying from much further away, and how Merrick had explained her destiny to her. How she had manipulated the situation to give herself more freedom and the ability to see the world.
His reaction had been a semi-predictable, "You're supergirl!" Accompanied by that little boy grin that a comic book heroine was real. His mood dropped a little when she informed him she couldn't fly. Buffy did refrain from mentioning that she could do a kind of guided high jump short-distance sort-of flying thing. It wasn't something she did much and it wasn't actually flying, so...
Explaining about her abilities had inevitably lead to her admitting to patrolling and dusting vampires. Something she confessed to having done during their road trip and later on after they arrived in Giza. There was much less enthusiasm for that.
Part of their cover story was that they were newlyweds on a honeymoon in Egypt. As everything they owned had been 'stolen' they needed work to get money so they could return to the States. They also couldn't stay where they were for much longer as people would be expecting her to get pregnant. Being in the 1920s meant no birth control, and not having children would in all likelihood get them looked down upon.
The question was, where would they go? The US? Europe? Somewhere else? They had a decade before their big appointment, so they had time.
Author: 3am_moonlight (MirroredIllusions on TtH)
Crossover: BtVS / Stargate SG-1: Continuum
Rating: Teen (implied past slash)
Word Count: 1,215
Timeline: BtVS: Post-Chosen & post-Stargate SG-1: Continuum
Disclaimer: Nothing copyrighted belongs to yours truly.
Summary: Living in Giza in the 1920s in different from modern day America.
Author's Note: Written for Day 21 of the 2021 August Fic-A-Day.
A/N: Um, I know close to nothing about Giza, especially not in the late 1920s. *waves vaguely* Creative licence.
Previous: 1, 2, 3, 4.
Buffy exited the Stargate maybe five seconds before Cam came diving through it and landed on the concrete floor in an ungraceful heap. It gave her just enough time to glance around and realize they were in some kind of warehouse. She had been in too many of those over the years as it was a favorite place for vampires to squat in.
It had the standard concrete floor, wooden crates, pallets, and so on. Other than a more old-fashioned packaging it appeared to be ordinary. Aside from the giant ring they had just come through, of course.
Cam had remained stationary after he had given the room a cursory overview from his prone position and probably deemed it reasonably safe for the time being. She poked him with her military-issued boot.
A little concerned, she asked, "Cam? Are you okay?"
"I've been separated from two of my best friends for a year only to see both of them be killed. Another friend is loyal or was loyal to the bastard who got us into this mess to begin with because someone else who is probably dead wasn't there to convince him to join us. He is also most likely dead now, along with another friend who is or was an unwilling host to a parasite. AND I'm 80 years in the past. No. I'm not okay."
When he put it that way... Buffy smiled a little ruefully at his back, it had been a stupid question. She did however add quite a few more questions to the mental list she was preparing to ask Cam about later. Because that ramble? Not with the sense making.
"Not to make a bad situation worse, but I'm sure we need to skedaddle. Someone probably heard the kawoosh and will be here to investigate soon." She looked around at the non-descript room again. "Where are we?" It didn't look like a military facility as she had expected. Clearly, she was missing more than a few pieces to this particular puzzle.
Cam got himself off of the concrete floor, dusted himself off, and began walking around. "Egypt. Somewhere around Giza, I think."
Buffy stared at the back of his head. That had not been mentioned at any point during the last however many hours had passed since they left Auburn, Kansas. "So," Buffy said a little annoyed. "To summarize; Your big secret is that you fight aliens for a living, you find these aliens by going through a giant circle that somehow connects to other planets, except when an alien bad guy makes it into a time machine and one of your friends decides to send us to the past. More specifically, she sent us to Egypt in 1929 so we have to stay here for an unspecified event we need to attend in 1939."
Buffy looked him straight in the eye. "That about sums it up?"
Cam place a hand over his face and rubbed it. "I really owe you an explanation, don't I?"
"Yes," Buffy replied instantly. "Yes, you really, really do. A long, detailed one. Because this isn't like forgetting to buy sugar or forgetting to buy coffee, which is so much worse, but you have somehow brought me along to the past AND another continent! So, yes. Explanation, please."
"Right," he said on a heavy exhale, "but first we need to get out of here." He took a good look at the green BDU's and brown leather jackets they were both wearing due to recently having been in fighter jets. "And we need time and location-specific clothing."
*****
Three months later they were still in Giza. They had faked being attacked by unspecified robbers after they having stolen clothes that wouldn't make them look too much out of place, and some of the locals had been kind enough to help them get a place to stay and even get Cam a job. As Buffy was a woman she had been expected to stay home and care for the 'house'. The 'house' in question being a tiny apartment, if it could even be considered that. Much to her irritation Cam had had a good laugh at her part when they were finally alone. No, she would never be a domestic goddess, but he didn't have to poke fun at her.
Adjusting to not only sharing a living space with someone but also sharing a bed with that same someone she wasn't actually in a relationship with took some time. Anytime someone commented, they excused it by claiming to be newlyweds. Given the time period and where they were currently living, it was easily accepted. Usually with some manly time-specific sexism thrown in.
Buffy had finally gotten her explanation, and wow had it been a doozy! Body snatching aliens, their nicer but still body-snatching cousins, space pirates, Atlantis was a real city and it was located in the Pegasus Galaxy (and Cam's boyfriend was the military commander!), an earlier evolution of humans had built the Stargates, Atlantis, and a lot of technology that would randomly be extremely helpful or just kill them in awful ways, and so much more.
Cam had spent a lot of those months telling her about the early days of the Stargate Program, his own stint as leader of the Blue Squadron, and the dogfight over Antarctica where he was shot down. Then he told her about getting SG-1 back together (Sam, Daniel, and Teal'c apparently being original members), and their missions over the last few years.
After she had gotten a chance to digest and accept this new part of her reality, and how she came from an alternate timeline that was never meant to exist, she decided to reciprocate by explaining some of her own secrets.
Buffy told Cam about Merrick, her Watcher, how she had realized she was suddenly stronger, faster, could hear things people were saying from much further away, and how Merrick had explained her destiny to her. How she had manipulated the situation to give herself more freedom and the ability to see the world.
His reaction had been a semi-predictable, "You're supergirl!" Accompanied by that little boy grin that a comic book heroine was real. His mood dropped a little when she informed him she couldn't fly. Buffy did refrain from mentioning that she could do a kind of guided high jump short-distance sort-of flying thing. It wasn't something she did much and it wasn't actually flying, so...
Explaining about her abilities had inevitably lead to her admitting to patrolling and dusting vampires. Something she confessed to having done during their road trip and later on after they arrived in Giza. There was much less enthusiasm for that.
Part of their cover story was that they were newlyweds on a honeymoon in Egypt. As everything they owned had been 'stolen' they needed work to get money so they could return to the States. They also couldn't stay where they were for much longer as people would be expecting her to get pregnant. Being in the 1920s meant no birth control, and not having children would in all likelihood get them looked down upon.
The question was, where would they go? The US? Europe? Somewhere else? They had a decade before their big appointment, so they had time.