Aug. 18th - Unhelpful Sort-Of Explanations (BtVS/SGA)
Title: Unhelpful Sort-Of Explenations
Author: 3am_moonlight
Rating: Gen.
Crossover: Stargate Atlantis
Timeline: Anytime post-Chosen, anytime for SGA.
Characters: John Sheppard and Buffy Summers.
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss Whedon. SGA belong to MGM.
Summary: Buffy and John, take four. This time with an attempt at an explanation.
Word Count: 887.
Note: Follows ' A Face Full of Dust', ' Dust In the Park', and ' Little Supergirl'.
Note 2: Sorry about the abrupt end, I ran out of time.
"So, Lt. Colonel John Sheppard of the United States Air Force, I'm happy to see you're not in a dark alley or a dark and secluded part of a park this time."
John started and looked up at his little savior, which was both correct since she'd saved his life three times, and so very wrong given how short she was. "Little Supergirl! You can walk in the daylight I see." He smirked, a little more relieved than he was willing to admit to, because for all he knew she could've been a good vampire out to save humanity from her own species. It certainly would've explained her strength and speed.
She actually rolled her eyes in a very high school-esque way but refrained from the additional teenage signs of rebellion and irritation, such as crossing her arms, huffing, and/or stomping her foot. Now that she was conveniently standing in the sunlight he could see that she had a very nice and healthy tan, he also saw that she was older than he'd thought. Not by much, just five years or so, but if he could get her to agree to come to Atlantis then it would be easier if she were in her mid- to late twenties than if she were in her late teens or early twenties.
"You really should get that head injury looked at, preferably by a qualified medical doctor." Before he got a chance to think of a witty reply she continued, "Take a walk with me, we need to have a little talk."
He tried to swallow discreetly; one of these days he was going to have a conversation starting with that phrase and have it end well for him, but given the look on her face that day wasn't going to be today and it wasn't going to be this conversation. Regardless, he was an officer and he faced lethal situations on a nearly weekly basis, he could handle a talk with a short woman - even if she was a real life super girl who he was pretty certain could kick both Teyla and Ronon's asses, even if they teamed up against her.
They walked across the plaza, only detouring to get a cup of coffee each before she led them over to a more secluded area. Interestingly she made sure they could still see the crowds, but they were far enough away that they couldn't be overheard. Was this a decision she'd made to make him feel safer or to make herself feel safe? After thinking about it she was probably trying to assure him that she wasn't up to something she shouldn't be since she'd repeatedly proven that she could easily defend herself. Maybe she was expecting problems, and if so, did she have someone nearby to back her up if something *did* happen?
He kept quiet though, as by unspoken agreement they'd chosen not to speak until they got somewhere more private. The 'somewhere else' turned out to be a small area to the side, it was less crowded but like the plaza they had just left it was airy and open. She led them over to a low wall directly beside one of the buildings and sat that down.
"So, Lt. Colonel John Sheppard of the United States Air Force," She repeated herself from earlier, "I've had several long and highly interesting talks with some of my contacts, and boy did they have some fascinating stories to tell when I told them your name." He couldn't quite read her expression, but someone in the know had obviously been talking when they shouldn't have. Damnit!
As if she was reading his mind, she continued, "Relax, I have clearance. It's pretty high, or at least higher than yours so I'm guessing really, really high since I now know what your top secret program has been up to for the last few decades. Apparently I got the 20 cent tour and will get something better later on, but for now, I have the highlights. Including the golden bodysnatchers who think they're gods, the creepily ascended ones who somehow turned into glowy things instead of giants snakes, and your personal enemies the space vampires."
John couldn't help but blink several times. That was an... *interesting* desciption of the SGC's biggest enemies.
Just as he was bout to correct her name for the Goa'uld her phone rang and she had quick but increasingly annoying conversation, if her voice and body language was anything to go by.
She sighed and picked her coffee back up again, "I'm sorry to cut this really short, but I have to go. Something important has come up and I'm needed. World saveage and all that, you know." She gave him an apologetic shrug and a slightly unhappy smile. "I'll find you some other day, before you ship back to Atlantis."
John's mouth dropped a little, she'd found out about Atlantis? He really needed to pin her down and get some good answers. "Can I have your name now, since you seem to have gotten a lot of information about me?"
She grinned, and as her parting shot she replied, "I'm known by several titles, including Supergirl, but another one is the Queen Bee." Then she winked at him and walked away, phone already in her hand.
Author: 3am_moonlight
Rating: Gen.
Crossover: Stargate Atlantis
Timeline: Anytime post-Chosen, anytime for SGA.
Characters: John Sheppard and Buffy Summers.
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss Whedon. SGA belong to MGM.
Summary: Buffy and John, take four. This time with an attempt at an explanation.
Word Count: 887.
Note: Follows ' A Face Full of Dust', ' Dust In the Park', and ' Little Supergirl'.
Note 2: Sorry about the abrupt end, I ran out of time.
"So, Lt. Colonel John Sheppard of the United States Air Force, I'm happy to see you're not in a dark alley or a dark and secluded part of a park this time."
John started and looked up at his little savior, which was both correct since she'd saved his life three times, and so very wrong given how short she was. "Little Supergirl! You can walk in the daylight I see." He smirked, a little more relieved than he was willing to admit to, because for all he knew she could've been a good vampire out to save humanity from her own species. It certainly would've explained her strength and speed.
She actually rolled her eyes in a very high school-esque way but refrained from the additional teenage signs of rebellion and irritation, such as crossing her arms, huffing, and/or stomping her foot. Now that she was conveniently standing in the sunlight he could see that she had a very nice and healthy tan, he also saw that she was older than he'd thought. Not by much, just five years or so, but if he could get her to agree to come to Atlantis then it would be easier if she were in her mid- to late twenties than if she were in her late teens or early twenties.
"You really should get that head injury looked at, preferably by a qualified medical doctor." Before he got a chance to think of a witty reply she continued, "Take a walk with me, we need to have a little talk."
He tried to swallow discreetly; one of these days he was going to have a conversation starting with that phrase and have it end well for him, but given the look on her face that day wasn't going to be today and it wasn't going to be this conversation. Regardless, he was an officer and he faced lethal situations on a nearly weekly basis, he could handle a talk with a short woman - even if she was a real life super girl who he was pretty certain could kick both Teyla and Ronon's asses, even if they teamed up against her.
They walked across the plaza, only detouring to get a cup of coffee each before she led them over to a more secluded area. Interestingly she made sure they could still see the crowds, but they were far enough away that they couldn't be overheard. Was this a decision she'd made to make him feel safer or to make herself feel safe? After thinking about it she was probably trying to assure him that she wasn't up to something she shouldn't be since she'd repeatedly proven that she could easily defend herself. Maybe she was expecting problems, and if so, did she have someone nearby to back her up if something *did* happen?
He kept quiet though, as by unspoken agreement they'd chosen not to speak until they got somewhere more private. The 'somewhere else' turned out to be a small area to the side, it was less crowded but like the plaza they had just left it was airy and open. She led them over to a low wall directly beside one of the buildings and sat that down.
"So, Lt. Colonel John Sheppard of the United States Air Force," She repeated herself from earlier, "I've had several long and highly interesting talks with some of my contacts, and boy did they have some fascinating stories to tell when I told them your name." He couldn't quite read her expression, but someone in the know had obviously been talking when they shouldn't have. Damnit!
As if she was reading his mind, she continued, "Relax, I have clearance. It's pretty high, or at least higher than yours so I'm guessing really, really high since I now know what your top secret program has been up to for the last few decades. Apparently I got the 20 cent tour and will get something better later on, but for now, I have the highlights. Including the golden bodysnatchers who think they're gods, the creepily ascended ones who somehow turned into glowy things instead of giants snakes, and your personal enemies the space vampires."
John couldn't help but blink several times. That was an... *interesting* desciption of the SGC's biggest enemies.
Just as he was bout to correct her name for the Goa'uld her phone rang and she had quick but increasingly annoying conversation, if her voice and body language was anything to go by.
She sighed and picked her coffee back up again, "I'm sorry to cut this really short, but I have to go. Something important has come up and I'm needed. World saveage and all that, you know." She gave him an apologetic shrug and a slightly unhappy smile. "I'll find you some other day, before you ship back to Atlantis."
John's mouth dropped a little, she'd found out about Atlantis? He really needed to pin her down and get some good answers. "Can I have your name now, since you seem to have gotten a lot of information about me?"
She grinned, and as her parting shot she replied, "I'm known by several titles, including Supergirl, but another one is the Queen Bee." Then she winked at him and walked away, phone already in her hand.