August 24th: A Symphony of Echoes: Into the Unknown (BtVS/SG1)
Title: A Symphony of Echoes, Chapter 06: Into the Unknown
Author: 3am_moonlight (MirroredIllusions on TtH)
Crossover: BtVS / Stargate SG-1: Continuum
Rating: Teen (implied past slash)
Word Count: 922
Timeline: BtVS: Post-Chosen & Stargate SG-1: Continuum
Disclaimer: Nothing copyrighted belongs to yours truly.
Summary: Buffy and Cam have a discussion and then their lives change again.
Author's Note: Written for Day 24 of the 2021 August Fic-A-Day.
A/N: Um, I know close to nothing about life in the 1920s and 1930s. *waves vaguely* Creative license.
Previous: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
"You want to do what?!" Cameron Mitchell stared wide-eyed at Buffy Summers, or, as they were known in the US, Charlie Connely and his orphaned niece, Naomi. They had decided early on that using their real names would get confusing fast, and spent a few days brainstorming new ones and a believable backstory. Besides, it was 1929, no one was going to believe Buffy was her real name and not a diminutive or some kind of endearment.
After discussing their backstory they had begun trying to figure out where they were going to live and what they were going to do in order to get by. In the end, they had chosen New York City where Charlie had once again gotten a job as a mechanic, while Naomi worked as a telephone operator. It was... It proved that women's rights and society, in general, had come a long way.
She was absolutely certain he had heard her, but she decided to repeat it nonetheless, "I want us to go back to Egypt, go through the Stargate, and explore the galaxy. We know the Gate will remain where it is until about 1938, and even then, we know which ship it will be on in 1939. So as long as we're back on Earth by late 1938 we'll be fine."
Cam rubbed his eyes. "It's 1931, it will be 1932 in less than a week, and you want to spend the next five-to-seven years planet-hopping? Risking who-knows-what by our presence out there, because...?"
"Because I'm curious. Other than the short trip to Plaxa or whatever Ba'al's time-traveling planet was called, I've never been off-world. Once the Stargate reaches Boston it will become military property and hidden somewhere until the Stargate Program gets up and running and then it will be in Cheyenne Mountain. Inaccessible."
"Praxyon."
Buffy blinked, "What?"
"Ba'al's time-traveling planet, it was called Praxyon."
"Whatever." He was clearly trying to buy himself time to think. Neither of them had anything here they genuinely needed. Their lives were okay, but not great. They had friends, but no one they would consider close. Staying on Earth was just as likely to change something as them leaving it to travel the galaxy. They had to be on the Achilles in 1939, but other than that little date they were free.
Buffy was in the wrong timeline, which meant if they managed what they were here for, it would be a different future than the one she left. No to mention that they would need to take the long way home, which meant they were unlikely to make it back to 2008, and even if they did they would be really, really old.
"Come on, Cam. You know you want to. I'm sure there are planets you know of that wouldn't mind a couple of strangers showing up. You probably know more than one." She smiled encouragingly. "I know you've missed the action of going off-world, the adrenaline flowing through your body in anticipation of what might be on the other side of the puddle..."
She could see him fighting with his inner adrenaline junkie, the one who wanted to fly and throw himself into dangerous situations only to get himself out by the skin of his teeth. He had spoken about his missions, both before he joined the Program and after. Living the nine-to-five life he did now had not been part of the plan any more than the year he had spent living as a mechanic in suburbia while waiting for aliens to attack Earth from orbit.
"I'm going to regret this, but yes. We're going back to Giza and off this marble." Buffy's face split into a huge smile.
*****
Six weeks later they were standing in front of the giant metal circle again. Buffy had instinctively used the five-finger discount to get Teal'c's mini-gate dialer thingy after they had gated to Praxyon. The large alien hadn't noticed, too busy studying Cam who he saw as the real threat.
This time she was a lot more prepared to visit another planet. Both of them were wearing what amounted to hiking gear in the 1930s, including backpacks with various camping equipment, a few books on survival in the wild, and an assortment of other things Cam thought might become useful due to previous experiences. Both of them also had notebooks with a wriggly timeline of events in the galaxy prior to SG-1 going through the Stargate for the first time. They each had a separate notebook with gate addresses and anything Cam could remember of each planet and its inhabitants.
It meant that in the event they got separated she would have somewhere to go, and an approximate idea of what to expect. It might or might not help, but it would in all likelihood become useful at some point. The smelly stuff tended to hit the rotating blades on a regular basis after all.
Placing the device on the side of the Stargate, she pushed a series of buttons, and soon after she was rewarded with the gate activating. Shortly after the kawoosh of the not-water splashed out and then returned to the gate's inner circle where it rippled gently. Just like last time, it gave her a sense of anticipation, of a big change coming her way soon. With any luck, it wouldn't be another time travel or switching timelines or anything of that nature.
Buffy removed the device from the gate and placed it in an inner pocket before they walked through.
Author: 3am_moonlight (MirroredIllusions on TtH)
Crossover: BtVS / Stargate SG-1: Continuum
Rating: Teen (implied past slash)
Word Count: 922
Timeline: BtVS: Post-Chosen & Stargate SG-1: Continuum
Disclaimer: Nothing copyrighted belongs to yours truly.
Summary: Buffy and Cam have a discussion and then their lives change again.
Author's Note: Written for Day 24 of the 2021 August Fic-A-Day.
A/N: Um, I know close to nothing about life in the 1920s and 1930s. *waves vaguely* Creative license.
Previous: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
"You want to do what?!" Cameron Mitchell stared wide-eyed at Buffy Summers, or, as they were known in the US, Charlie Connely and his orphaned niece, Naomi. They had decided early on that using their real names would get confusing fast, and spent a few days brainstorming new ones and a believable backstory. Besides, it was 1929, no one was going to believe Buffy was her real name and not a diminutive or some kind of endearment.
After discussing their backstory they had begun trying to figure out where they were going to live and what they were going to do in order to get by. In the end, they had chosen New York City where Charlie had once again gotten a job as a mechanic, while Naomi worked as a telephone operator. It was... It proved that women's rights and society, in general, had come a long way.
She was absolutely certain he had heard her, but she decided to repeat it nonetheless, "I want us to go back to Egypt, go through the Stargate, and explore the galaxy. We know the Gate will remain where it is until about 1938, and even then, we know which ship it will be on in 1939. So as long as we're back on Earth by late 1938 we'll be fine."
Cam rubbed his eyes. "It's 1931, it will be 1932 in less than a week, and you want to spend the next five-to-seven years planet-hopping? Risking who-knows-what by our presence out there, because...?"
"Because I'm curious. Other than the short trip to Plaxa or whatever Ba'al's time-traveling planet was called, I've never been off-world. Once the Stargate reaches Boston it will become military property and hidden somewhere until the Stargate Program gets up and running and then it will be in Cheyenne Mountain. Inaccessible."
"Praxyon."
Buffy blinked, "What?"
"Ba'al's time-traveling planet, it was called Praxyon."
"Whatever." He was clearly trying to buy himself time to think. Neither of them had anything here they genuinely needed. Their lives were okay, but not great. They had friends, but no one they would consider close. Staying on Earth was just as likely to change something as them leaving it to travel the galaxy. They had to be on the Achilles in 1939, but other than that little date they were free.
Buffy was in the wrong timeline, which meant if they managed what they were here for, it would be a different future than the one she left. No to mention that they would need to take the long way home, which meant they were unlikely to make it back to 2008, and even if they did they would be really, really old.
"Come on, Cam. You know you want to. I'm sure there are planets you know of that wouldn't mind a couple of strangers showing up. You probably know more than one." She smiled encouragingly. "I know you've missed the action of going off-world, the adrenaline flowing through your body in anticipation of what might be on the other side of the puddle..."
She could see him fighting with his inner adrenaline junkie, the one who wanted to fly and throw himself into dangerous situations only to get himself out by the skin of his teeth. He had spoken about his missions, both before he joined the Program and after. Living the nine-to-five life he did now had not been part of the plan any more than the year he had spent living as a mechanic in suburbia while waiting for aliens to attack Earth from orbit.
"I'm going to regret this, but yes. We're going back to Giza and off this marble." Buffy's face split into a huge smile.
*****
Six weeks later they were standing in front of the giant metal circle again. Buffy had instinctively used the five-finger discount to get Teal'c's mini-gate dialer thingy after they had gated to Praxyon. The large alien hadn't noticed, too busy studying Cam who he saw as the real threat.
This time she was a lot more prepared to visit another planet. Both of them were wearing what amounted to hiking gear in the 1930s, including backpacks with various camping equipment, a few books on survival in the wild, and an assortment of other things Cam thought might become useful due to previous experiences. Both of them also had notebooks with a wriggly timeline of events in the galaxy prior to SG-1 going through the Stargate for the first time. They each had a separate notebook with gate addresses and anything Cam could remember of each planet and its inhabitants.
It meant that in the event they got separated she would have somewhere to go, and an approximate idea of what to expect. It might or might not help, but it would in all likelihood become useful at some point. The smelly stuff tended to hit the rotating blades on a regular basis after all.
Placing the device on the side of the Stargate, she pushed a series of buttons, and soon after she was rewarded with the gate activating. Shortly after the kawoosh of the not-water splashed out and then returned to the gate's inner circle where it rippled gently. Just like last time, it gave her a sense of anticipation, of a big change coming her way soon. With any luck, it wouldn't be another time travel or switching timelines or anything of that nature.
Buffy removed the device from the gate and placed it in an inner pocket before they walked through.