Fic: Oops! 3/?
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polgara_5Title: Oops!
By: Polgara (melindoranightsilver@hotmail.com)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own none of the recognizable characters. They belong to their respective creators and distributors.
Distribution: My site – Worlds of Possibilities, ff.net, Wormhole Crossing, and TtH.
Spoilers: Everything of Buffy is fair game. For Stargate anything up to and including season 3 is fair game.
Setting: Takes place three years after Chosen in BtVS. Takes place in mid-season three of Stargate SG-1. I have altered the timeline in Stargate as follows: Forever and a Day happens 3 months before Point Of View, Sha’re has been dead for six months, and this fic begins a week after The Devil You Know.
Summary: Buffy, Faith, and Dawn find themselves in a new world with no way home after they encounter a strange object during a routine cataloging.
A/N: My author notes are here for a reason, please read. If you still ask questions that are answered here, I will not answer them again. Do not beg for updates, this fic will be updated every other Sunday like clockwork, nothing will change that. I repeat nothing.
A/N2: Special and huge thanks to my betas – Meri and Copper. You gals are fabulous!
Chapter Three
The next morning Dawn nervously knocked on Major Carter’s lab door. “Hi, can I come in?”
“Sure,” Sam said, looking up from her computer.
Dawn looked around as she entered while her military escort stood just outside the door. “Wow, you’ve got a lot of equipment in here.”
“It’s because I never know what I’m going to need so I like to keep things handy.”
“I’m the same way with my books,” Dawn confessed sheepishly.
“Are you ready to start?”
“Crash course in quantum physics, check,” Dawn said in trepidation.
Sam chuckled. “It’s not that hard.”
“Says you. You’re a genius, at least, according to Jack. I’m not an idiot, but this was always Willow’s area.”
“You’ll be fine,” Sam assured her.
“So how does this mirror work, or at least used to work?” Dawn asked, standing next to it.
The tall blonde moved so she was next to her. “I’m not entirely sure, but I have some theories.”
“Theorize away.”
“Well, we know it’s made of naquadah, a mineral with some amazing properties. It’s able to store large amounts of energy.”
“Stargate is made of it, right?” Dawn asked.
“Yes. And through the stargate, we know that naquadah can release this energy. In the stargate’s case, it creates a wormhole between two gates, allowing matter to travel from one place to another.”
Dawn nodded and said, “The mirror sort of does that, too. Minus the whole wormhole thing. I mean there has to be a second one to connect to in order for the transference of matter.”
“I told you that you’d be fine.”
“Because you’re explaining it in dummy terms.”
Sam grinned. “Experience. The Colonel doesn’t understand the terms so I’ve learned how to couch my language.”
Dawn giggled. “We do the same for Buffy and Faith. So where does the mirror get the energy?”
“That’s the part I don’t know. I think it has something to do with the controller because that’s what activates it.”
“Why didn’t you just test yours?”
“We don’t have one. Daniel lost the contoller in another reality,” Sam explained.
“That sucks,” Dawn commented. “Know anything else about the mirror?”
“Nope, that’s it,” she said apologetically. “Did that help you at all?”
“Just that we’ll probably need a lot of energy to get back home,” Dawn said with a sigh, turning away from the current cause of her misery.
“Miss your family and friends?”
“Buffy is really the only family I have left. Mom died over five years ago and we haven’t heard from dad since before that. But we have a group of friends that are as close as family.”
“You’ll see them again.”
“Yeah, I know. I just don’t know when.”
XXXXXXXX
“So whaddaya think, B?” Faith asked as they entered an empty sparring room. Their guards stayed outside the door.
“I think we’ve strayed into the world of the freakishly tall,” Buffy remarked dryly. “Have you noticed that everyone is over six feet here?”
“The doc ain’t tall,” Faith pointed out.
“True. She makes me feel tall.”
As the two started stretching, Faith said, “But the men are total hotties.”
“What?”
“Oh, come on, B. Don’t tell me that you don’t think the men of SG-1 aren’t hot as hell.”
“Well…”
“B, no holdin’ back,” Faith said teasingly. “Teal’c is damn near a god with that body, Jack has that sexy mature thing goin’ for him, and Daniel… Daniel is just baby sweet fine.”
“I may have noticed… a little,” Buffy admitted.
“You had to have done more than noticed. It has been quite a while for you.”
Buffy’s eyes lost their humor. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Just that you haven’t exactly been playing the field,” Faith said.
“Sorry if I’m not like you. Sleeping with anything that moves after the man you love dies,” Buffy said a little testily. She hadn’t been actively searching for a boyfriend since she had heard of Angel and Spike’s death in LA. It had been even more of a shock since she hadn’t even known that Spike had returned from the dead.
Faith straightened, her eyes hard. “B, that’s not fair. You know we handle this shit differently.”
“Whatever,” Buffy said, resuming her own stretching. She knew it had been wrong of her to mention Robin. He had been the first man Faith had ever loved and he had been killed during a routine patrol six months earlier. Faith still hadn’t healed from the loss and Buffy knew it. Things just hadn’t been easy for her either.
As a peace offering, Buffy said, “They’re definitely easy on the eyes.”
“Understatement much? They’re totally fuc…”
“Ok, upper level hotties,” Buffy said grinning. “So which one are you gunning for first?”
“I’m hurt. I don’t gun.”
“Which one gets to visit Faithland first, then?”
“Not sure.” Faith looked over at her sister slayer. “Which one would you prefer?”
“Faith, I’m not sure…”
“B, I’m not tellin’ ya to go for him. Just which one you would choose if you had a chance.”
“Fine, based on initial impressions, I’d have to say Colonel O’Neill.”
“Wow, really?” Faith said in surprise, then hastily added, “I get it. I’m sure he’s got loads of experience in the bed department. He just didn’t seem like you type.”
Buffy shrugged as she stood. “Just something about him. I dunno. You asked, I told. You ready?”
“Ready,” Faith said, standing and moving into a fighting stance.
XXXXXXXX
Dawn stood in the doorway and said, “Dr. Jackson.”
He looked up in surprise. “Dawn. I thought you were going to work with Sam this morning?”
“Been there, finished up,” she said. “Can I ask you a few questions?”
“Sure, come on in,” he said.
“Am I interrupting something?” She asked, gesturing to the books, papers, and pictures of ruins strewn across his desk.
“Not really, just working on some translations,” he said. “What did you need?”
“I figured you would be the one to ask about this since you’re archaeology boy,” she said, climbing up on a stool across from him. “I’m guessing that your past has stories and myths about witches and magic.”
“Each culture has some form of the legends, yes,” he said.
“Have you ever come across any that seemed to have a more detailed account or even similarities between cultures?”
“A few, yes.”
“Could you give me a list of them so I can start some research?”
“Sure,” he said with a smile. “Anything else?”
“Does the Wiccan religion exist in this reality?”
Daniel frowned slightly. “I believe so, yes.”
“Sweet. Thanks, Dr. Jackson.”
“Please, call me Daniel.”
“Okay… Daniel,” she said goofily. She leaned over to look at his work. “Looks like Sumerian. Where did you find this?”
“On the planet PX4-932,” he said. “You can read Sumerian?”
“Yeah, learned it a while back,” she said absently, picking up one of the pictures. She rolled her eyes slightly.
“What?”
”It’s a prayer to the goddess Ninkasi.”
“Isn’t she…”
“Alcohol, yup. This section was written by a lush,” she said with a giggle.
“Jack will love that.”
“Huh?”
“A temple dedicated to beer. He might finally find these ‘rocks’ interesting.”
“I take it he likes his beer.”
He smirked. “It’s almost like a religion for him.”
XXXXXXXX
“How long do you think it’ll take Little D to get us back home?” Faith asked, ducking under Buffy’s swing.
“Dunno,” Buffy replied, blocking Faith’s kick to her midsection. “She’s always been a little hesitant about using magic because of Willow.”
Faith tried a combo of kicks and punches. The last one connected, knocking Buffy back a few steps. “Too bad Red ain’t here.”
“Dawn will figure it out,” Buffy said, landing a punch.
“’Cause she inherited the brains with the height,” Faith said with a smirk.
“I know, the brat.”
Both slayers stopped and turned to the door. They relaxed when they recognized Teal’c.
“Hey, T,” Faith said. “Wanna join?”
“We’re sparring,” Buffy explained.
“I do not wish to harm either of you.”
“Trust me, we can take whatever you dish,” Faith assured him.
“Dish?”
“Whatever you throw at us,” Buffy clarified. “Slayers were built tougher than normal humans.”
“As are Jaffa,” Teal’c said.
“Sweet, should be fun then,” Faith said.
“Very well. I accept your invitation to spar.”
None of them saw a young lieutenant sprinting off to inform the rest of the base.
XXXXXXXX
Jack just stepped out of the General’s office when Sam stopped him.
“Sir, you need to follow me.”
“What’s goin’ on?”
“Teal’c is sparring with Buffy and Faith.”
“Are they crazy?” Jack started running down the halls. He skidded to a stop outside of the now crowded room. He shoved his way to the front fully intending to put a stop the sparring, but stopped as he took everything in.
Buffy and Faith were taking turns attacking Teal’c. It was plainly obvious that they knew what they were doing. Their deceptively slim frames clearly packed a lot of power since they were able to knock Teal’c back when they landed punches or kicks.
They had radically different styles. Faith seemed to fight with a reckless abandon, but Jack could see the control she used. Buffy switched disciplines more times than he could count and she appeared to be more calculating in her approach.
“I’ve never seen anything like it,” Carter said in a hushed voice. “I’ve never seen anyone go up against Teal’c like that before.”
“Me either,” Jack murmured, his eyes never leaving the two women that were the center of attention.
Irritatingly enough, as much as he tried to watch both women, his attention was continually drawn to Buffy. He had the same problem during the meeting the previous day. Something about her pulled at something deep in him. It was annoying as hell.
She could only be half his age – way too young to have an old colonel like himself chasing her. She deserved someone full of light to counteract the darkness that was hidden behind those hazel eyes. And he was certainly not the one since he contained the same darkness he had seen flashes of the day before.
“Buffy Summers, do not feel as though you need to hold back,” Teal’c said, blocking another punch. “I can handle what you dish.”
Jack blinked slightly at Teal’c’s correct use of slang. He wondered where his friend had learned it, but one glance at Faith’s grin was explanation enough.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“My symbiote will repair any damage you may inflict,” he assured her.
Buffy looked over at Faith who just shrugged her shoulder. “Ok,” she said slowly. She looked over at Jack and said, “Remember, he’s the one who wanted me to do this.”
She turned back to her opponent. Even with what he had seen so far, Jack had a hard time believing she could take Teal’c down. He was over a foot taller than her and outweighed her by a good hundred and fifty pounds. So when she began moving even faster and more of her punches and kicks connected, he was startled.
Even more startling was the smile on Teal’c’s face as he increased his efforts to keep up with Buffy.
“Hot damn, B!” Faith crowed. “The boy can fight!”
Jack almost stepped in to stop it several minutes later when Teal’c punched Buffy so hard in the face that she spun around. However, she used the momentum to spin herself around and kick him squarely in the chest. He went flying across the room until he hit the wall.
“Oh my gosh!” She cried, running over to where he landed. “I’m so sorry. Are you ok?”
“I am unharmed,” Teal’c said, accepting her helping hand up. “You are both most skilled fighters, Buffy Summers and Faith.”
“Thanks, you’re not too bad yourself,” Buffy said with a slight blush. She was barely breathing hard despite the amount of exertion she had just displayed.
“I think you kids have had enough fun for one day,” Jack said, before turning his attention to everyone who had gathered to watch. “Don’t you people have jobs to do?”
Everyone quickly filed out with slightly guilty looks on their faces.
“I need a shower, yo,” Faith said. She grinned saucily at Teal’c. “I don’t know where those are.”
“I will take you to them,” he said.
“Are they coed?”
“They are not,” he said as they walked out.
“Wanna make ‘em so?” She asked as they disappeared.
Buffy looked over at Jack and Sam who were the only ones left in the room. “He’s got no idea what she’s offering does her?”
“I’ll go and…” Sam said, before hastily leaving.
“Teal’c married?”
“Yeah. Has a son, too,” Jack said. “She going to accept that and stop?”
“Old Faith, no. But this new Faith… She’ll back off,” Buffy said confidently.
“Old Faith?”
“She had… issues in the past. She’s over them… mostly.”
“That’s not reassuring.”
“You’re just jealous she’s not hitting on you,” she said with a laugh as she headed to the door.
“Hey! That’s not…”
“And she won’t, so don’t worry.”
“Why not?” He asked, suddenly offended. He reached the door before her, his longer legs giving him an advantage.
“’Cause I called dibs,” she said impishly before slipping out of the room.
Jack just stared after her in shock.
By: Polgara (melindoranightsilver@hotmail.com)
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own none of the recognizable characters. They belong to their respective creators and distributors.
Distribution: My site – Worlds of Possibilities, ff.net, Wormhole Crossing, and TtH.
Spoilers: Everything of Buffy is fair game. For Stargate anything up to and including season 3 is fair game.
Setting: Takes place three years after Chosen in BtVS. Takes place in mid-season three of Stargate SG-1. I have altered the timeline in Stargate as follows: Forever and a Day happens 3 months before Point Of View, Sha’re has been dead for six months, and this fic begins a week after The Devil You Know.
Summary: Buffy, Faith, and Dawn find themselves in a new world with no way home after they encounter a strange object during a routine cataloging.
A/N: My author notes are here for a reason, please read. If you still ask questions that are answered here, I will not answer them again. Do not beg for updates, this fic will be updated every other Sunday like clockwork, nothing will change that. I repeat nothing.
A/N2: Special and huge thanks to my betas – Meri and Copper. You gals are fabulous!
Chapter Three
The next morning Dawn nervously knocked on Major Carter’s lab door. “Hi, can I come in?”
“Sure,” Sam said, looking up from her computer.
Dawn looked around as she entered while her military escort stood just outside the door. “Wow, you’ve got a lot of equipment in here.”
“It’s because I never know what I’m going to need so I like to keep things handy.”
“I’m the same way with my books,” Dawn confessed sheepishly.
“Are you ready to start?”
“Crash course in quantum physics, check,” Dawn said in trepidation.
Sam chuckled. “It’s not that hard.”
“Says you. You’re a genius, at least, according to Jack. I’m not an idiot, but this was always Willow’s area.”
“You’ll be fine,” Sam assured her.
“So how does this mirror work, or at least used to work?” Dawn asked, standing next to it.
The tall blonde moved so she was next to her. “I’m not entirely sure, but I have some theories.”
“Theorize away.”
“Well, we know it’s made of naquadah, a mineral with some amazing properties. It’s able to store large amounts of energy.”
“Stargate is made of it, right?” Dawn asked.
“Yes. And through the stargate, we know that naquadah can release this energy. In the stargate’s case, it creates a wormhole between two gates, allowing matter to travel from one place to another.”
Dawn nodded and said, “The mirror sort of does that, too. Minus the whole wormhole thing. I mean there has to be a second one to connect to in order for the transference of matter.”
“I told you that you’d be fine.”
“Because you’re explaining it in dummy terms.”
Sam grinned. “Experience. The Colonel doesn’t understand the terms so I’ve learned how to couch my language.”
Dawn giggled. “We do the same for Buffy and Faith. So where does the mirror get the energy?”
“That’s the part I don’t know. I think it has something to do with the controller because that’s what activates it.”
“Why didn’t you just test yours?”
“We don’t have one. Daniel lost the contoller in another reality,” Sam explained.
“That sucks,” Dawn commented. “Know anything else about the mirror?”
“Nope, that’s it,” she said apologetically. “Did that help you at all?”
“Just that we’ll probably need a lot of energy to get back home,” Dawn said with a sigh, turning away from the current cause of her misery.
“Miss your family and friends?”
“Buffy is really the only family I have left. Mom died over five years ago and we haven’t heard from dad since before that. But we have a group of friends that are as close as family.”
“You’ll see them again.”
“Yeah, I know. I just don’t know when.”
XXXXXXXX
“So whaddaya think, B?” Faith asked as they entered an empty sparring room. Their guards stayed outside the door.
“I think we’ve strayed into the world of the freakishly tall,” Buffy remarked dryly. “Have you noticed that everyone is over six feet here?”
“The doc ain’t tall,” Faith pointed out.
“True. She makes me feel tall.”
As the two started stretching, Faith said, “But the men are total hotties.”
“What?”
“Oh, come on, B. Don’t tell me that you don’t think the men of SG-1 aren’t hot as hell.”
“Well…”
“B, no holdin’ back,” Faith said teasingly. “Teal’c is damn near a god with that body, Jack has that sexy mature thing goin’ for him, and Daniel… Daniel is just baby sweet fine.”
“I may have noticed… a little,” Buffy admitted.
“You had to have done more than noticed. It has been quite a while for you.”
Buffy’s eyes lost their humor. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Just that you haven’t exactly been playing the field,” Faith said.
“Sorry if I’m not like you. Sleeping with anything that moves after the man you love dies,” Buffy said a little testily. She hadn’t been actively searching for a boyfriend since she had heard of Angel and Spike’s death in LA. It had been even more of a shock since she hadn’t even known that Spike had returned from the dead.
Faith straightened, her eyes hard. “B, that’s not fair. You know we handle this shit differently.”
“Whatever,” Buffy said, resuming her own stretching. She knew it had been wrong of her to mention Robin. He had been the first man Faith had ever loved and he had been killed during a routine patrol six months earlier. Faith still hadn’t healed from the loss and Buffy knew it. Things just hadn’t been easy for her either.
As a peace offering, Buffy said, “They’re definitely easy on the eyes.”
“Understatement much? They’re totally fuc…”
“Ok, upper level hotties,” Buffy said grinning. “So which one are you gunning for first?”
“I’m hurt. I don’t gun.”
“Which one gets to visit Faithland first, then?”
“Not sure.” Faith looked over at her sister slayer. “Which one would you prefer?”
“Faith, I’m not sure…”
“B, I’m not tellin’ ya to go for him. Just which one you would choose if you had a chance.”
“Fine, based on initial impressions, I’d have to say Colonel O’Neill.”
“Wow, really?” Faith said in surprise, then hastily added, “I get it. I’m sure he’s got loads of experience in the bed department. He just didn’t seem like you type.”
Buffy shrugged as she stood. “Just something about him. I dunno. You asked, I told. You ready?”
“Ready,” Faith said, standing and moving into a fighting stance.
XXXXXXXX
Dawn stood in the doorway and said, “Dr. Jackson.”
He looked up in surprise. “Dawn. I thought you were going to work with Sam this morning?”
“Been there, finished up,” she said. “Can I ask you a few questions?”
“Sure, come on in,” he said.
“Am I interrupting something?” She asked, gesturing to the books, papers, and pictures of ruins strewn across his desk.
“Not really, just working on some translations,” he said. “What did you need?”
“I figured you would be the one to ask about this since you’re archaeology boy,” she said, climbing up on a stool across from him. “I’m guessing that your past has stories and myths about witches and magic.”
“Each culture has some form of the legends, yes,” he said.
“Have you ever come across any that seemed to have a more detailed account or even similarities between cultures?”
“A few, yes.”
“Could you give me a list of them so I can start some research?”
“Sure,” he said with a smile. “Anything else?”
“Does the Wiccan religion exist in this reality?”
Daniel frowned slightly. “I believe so, yes.”
“Sweet. Thanks, Dr. Jackson.”
“Please, call me Daniel.”
“Okay… Daniel,” she said goofily. She leaned over to look at his work. “Looks like Sumerian. Where did you find this?”
“On the planet PX4-932,” he said. “You can read Sumerian?”
“Yeah, learned it a while back,” she said absently, picking up one of the pictures. She rolled her eyes slightly.
“What?”
”It’s a prayer to the goddess Ninkasi.”
“Isn’t she…”
“Alcohol, yup. This section was written by a lush,” she said with a giggle.
“Jack will love that.”
“Huh?”
“A temple dedicated to beer. He might finally find these ‘rocks’ interesting.”
“I take it he likes his beer.”
He smirked. “It’s almost like a religion for him.”
XXXXXXXX
“How long do you think it’ll take Little D to get us back home?” Faith asked, ducking under Buffy’s swing.
“Dunno,” Buffy replied, blocking Faith’s kick to her midsection. “She’s always been a little hesitant about using magic because of Willow.”
Faith tried a combo of kicks and punches. The last one connected, knocking Buffy back a few steps. “Too bad Red ain’t here.”
“Dawn will figure it out,” Buffy said, landing a punch.
“’Cause she inherited the brains with the height,” Faith said with a smirk.
“I know, the brat.”
Both slayers stopped and turned to the door. They relaxed when they recognized Teal’c.
“Hey, T,” Faith said. “Wanna join?”
“We’re sparring,” Buffy explained.
“I do not wish to harm either of you.”
“Trust me, we can take whatever you dish,” Faith assured him.
“Dish?”
“Whatever you throw at us,” Buffy clarified. “Slayers were built tougher than normal humans.”
“As are Jaffa,” Teal’c said.
“Sweet, should be fun then,” Faith said.
“Very well. I accept your invitation to spar.”
None of them saw a young lieutenant sprinting off to inform the rest of the base.
XXXXXXXX
Jack just stepped out of the General’s office when Sam stopped him.
“Sir, you need to follow me.”
“What’s goin’ on?”
“Teal’c is sparring with Buffy and Faith.”
“Are they crazy?” Jack started running down the halls. He skidded to a stop outside of the now crowded room. He shoved his way to the front fully intending to put a stop the sparring, but stopped as he took everything in.
Buffy and Faith were taking turns attacking Teal’c. It was plainly obvious that they knew what they were doing. Their deceptively slim frames clearly packed a lot of power since they were able to knock Teal’c back when they landed punches or kicks.
They had radically different styles. Faith seemed to fight with a reckless abandon, but Jack could see the control she used. Buffy switched disciplines more times than he could count and she appeared to be more calculating in her approach.
“I’ve never seen anything like it,” Carter said in a hushed voice. “I’ve never seen anyone go up against Teal’c like that before.”
“Me either,” Jack murmured, his eyes never leaving the two women that were the center of attention.
Irritatingly enough, as much as he tried to watch both women, his attention was continually drawn to Buffy. He had the same problem during the meeting the previous day. Something about her pulled at something deep in him. It was annoying as hell.
She could only be half his age – way too young to have an old colonel like himself chasing her. She deserved someone full of light to counteract the darkness that was hidden behind those hazel eyes. And he was certainly not the one since he contained the same darkness he had seen flashes of the day before.
“Buffy Summers, do not feel as though you need to hold back,” Teal’c said, blocking another punch. “I can handle what you dish.”
Jack blinked slightly at Teal’c’s correct use of slang. He wondered where his friend had learned it, but one glance at Faith’s grin was explanation enough.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“My symbiote will repair any damage you may inflict,” he assured her.
Buffy looked over at Faith who just shrugged her shoulder. “Ok,” she said slowly. She looked over at Jack and said, “Remember, he’s the one who wanted me to do this.”
She turned back to her opponent. Even with what he had seen so far, Jack had a hard time believing she could take Teal’c down. He was over a foot taller than her and outweighed her by a good hundred and fifty pounds. So when she began moving even faster and more of her punches and kicks connected, he was startled.
Even more startling was the smile on Teal’c’s face as he increased his efforts to keep up with Buffy.
“Hot damn, B!” Faith crowed. “The boy can fight!”
Jack almost stepped in to stop it several minutes later when Teal’c punched Buffy so hard in the face that she spun around. However, she used the momentum to spin herself around and kick him squarely in the chest. He went flying across the room until he hit the wall.
“Oh my gosh!” She cried, running over to where he landed. “I’m so sorry. Are you ok?”
“I am unharmed,” Teal’c said, accepting her helping hand up. “You are both most skilled fighters, Buffy Summers and Faith.”
“Thanks, you’re not too bad yourself,” Buffy said with a slight blush. She was barely breathing hard despite the amount of exertion she had just displayed.
“I think you kids have had enough fun for one day,” Jack said, before turning his attention to everyone who had gathered to watch. “Don’t you people have jobs to do?”
Everyone quickly filed out with slightly guilty looks on their faces.
“I need a shower, yo,” Faith said. She grinned saucily at Teal’c. “I don’t know where those are.”
“I will take you to them,” he said.
“Are they coed?”
“They are not,” he said as they walked out.
“Wanna make ‘em so?” She asked as they disappeared.
Buffy looked over at Jack and Sam who were the only ones left in the room. “He’s got no idea what she’s offering does her?”
“I’ll go and…” Sam said, before hastily leaving.
“Teal’c married?”
“Yeah. Has a son, too,” Jack said. “She going to accept that and stop?”
“Old Faith, no. But this new Faith… She’ll back off,” Buffy said confidently.
“Old Faith?”
“She had… issues in the past. She’s over them… mostly.”
“That’s not reassuring.”
“You’re just jealous she’s not hitting on you,” she said with a laugh as she headed to the door.
“Hey! That’s not…”
“And she won’t, so don’t worry.”
“Why not?” He asked, suddenly offended. He reached the door before her, his longer legs giving him an advantage.
“’Cause I called dibs,” she said impishly before slipping out of the room.
Jack just stared after her in shock.
