Spacey Monkey
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maevebranTitle: Spacey Monkey
Author: Maeve Bran
Raiting: FR13
Summary: Buffy and Daniel have coffee.
Notes :Part of the New Job series. Set after 9.6 "Beachhead". For the twistedshorts challenge, "Monkey".
Disclaimer: I own neither Stargate SG-1 nor Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I am just having a little fun with the characters.
Word Count: 1879
Daniel looked around the coffeehouse for the petite blonde he was supposed to be meeting here. He had no idea why he had agreed to meet Buffy for coffee. She was, after all, fifteen years his junior. But then again, her off-handed treatment of the fact that she had died three times intrigued him. He wasn't so nonchalant about his own deaths, regardless of the way it had seemed when he had told her about the monkey collection. Maybe that showed a maturity beyond her years. All he knew was that he had been feeling at loose ends since Vala disappeared, and maybe getting out of the mountain would do him some good, so here he was.
Finally, he spotted Buffy in a comfy plush chair in a back corner. There was an empty second chair next to her and he took his mocha in that direction.
"Hey, I was beginning to think you weren't coming after all," Buffy greeted him as he sat down.
"Hey." Daniel returned. "To be honest I did think about canceling."
"That's all right. I get it. I'm rather young for you. Not that this is a date, but no one else knows that. Appearances and all that jazz," Buffy summed up.
"Precisely. But I must admit your attitude a couple of weeks ago when we talked intrigued me," Daniel confessed.
"I'll bet. It took me a long while to be able to talk about it, but when you face death nightly, you have to learn to deal," Buffy explained. "So how do you want to do this? You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine?"
"Sounds good to me. So I guess I'd better start," Daniel said bashfully. "My first death was on Abydos. Jack and I were fighting Ra. I got killed and put in the sarcophagus and brought back. You do know about the sarcophagi, right?"
"Contrary to popular belief, I can read and have read the files given me. I know about the first Abydos mission, but the detail of your death was left out," Buffy replied.
"Okay. Well, the next death was when SG1 met the Nox. The whole team was killed by Apophis and the Nox brought us back to life. That was in our first year as a team," Daniel continued. "The Space Monkey thing started when we blew up Apophis's ships at the end of that year before they could attack Earth. I was mortally wounded and begged Jack to leave me behind on the first ship so I could cover him, Teal'c, Sam, and Bra'tac's exit to the other ship. They left me and I found the sarcophagus and crawled in. When I was healed, I went to the gate on the ship and gated to the Alpha Site, then home. Meanwhile, the team exited the other ship in two death gliders. When I met up with them in the gate room, Jack pulled me in to this big bear hug and called me Space Monkey. He always has some new nickname for me," Daniel said fondly.
"You don't sound like you mind too much," Buffy said encouragingly.
"Jack is, well, Jack. He can get away with it, but no one else," Daniel said to discourage her from even thinking about calling him 'Space Monkey.'
"Okay, so that's deaths one and two. How about three and four?" Buffy asked after he had finished taking a drink from his coffee.
"Three was when I got body swapped with an elderly man and the body my mind was in flat lined. Good old fashioned medicine brought me back that time." Daniel stopped when Buffy almost choked on her drink. "What?"
"You got body swapped too? Wow," Buffy said between coughs.
"I take it that doesn't sound unusual to you," Daniel said.
"I swapped bodies involuntarily with Faith during her rebellious phase, and while she was inhabiting my body she slept with my boyfriend at the time. That was a mess that took a while to straighten out," Buffy summed up.
"Sounds complicated. I'm just glad all Machello did was buy food for an entire diner. There were worse things he could have done. We eventually got swapped back and Machello died of old age minutes later." Daniel returned to his story, "Death number four was another flat line incident. There was a Goa'uld palace, like an opium den, with a beautiful light source. It altered human brain chemistry, and after a day at that palace I returned to Earth. I went into withdrawal, and the team that had been with me all died. Jack came back and with the help of Janet, the Chief Medical Officer at the time, they figured out I had to go back to the planet. On the way to the gate room I flatlined. Jack carried me through the gate, and after a bit I revived. We eventually found out how to turn down the stimulant light incrementally so as not to kill us all. It took three weeks."
"That must have been interesting," Buffy said as Daniel drank some more coffee. "What next?"
"Um. You know I was an Ascended being, right?" Daniel asked. Buffy nodded. "Well, death number five was the big one." Daniel stalled a moment. He knew he was stalling but he couldn't help it.
"So I gathered. What happened?" Buffy pushed.
"We went to Kelowna. They were experimenting with naquadria, making a bomb with it. I was watching the experiment with Jonas when it went bad. I shot the window out and jumped through after the scientists began falling down and leaving the room. I got exposed to a massive radiation dose by the time I managed to pull the core out of the bomb, but if I hadn't done it the capitol would have been destroyed. I came back to Earth and died of the radiation poisoning. Oma Desala helped me ascend as I took my last breath. I spent the next year on a higher plane of existence. After a year, it became clear that I couldn't follow the rules and I was sent back in human form." Daniel explained as quickly as possible.
Buffy reached out and placed a comforting hand on his. He turned his head and looked into her eyes. He saw sympathy and understanding of a level he hadn't seen before.
"Finnish your story and I'll tell you the sad tale of Buffy, the slayer of Vampires. I promise you it will be at least as interesting as your story," Buffy said comfortingly.
"Death number six was a couple of months ago, and also an ascension. I was on a replicator ship and the replicator version of Sam ran me through with a sword. I went to this level between death and ascension for a while. I convinced Oma to fight Anubis and Ascended just long enough to choose to come back as a human. That was about a week before you joined the SGC."
Buffy nodded. She had heard rumors about Daniel and Anubis and the replicators. "That means you've died twice more since then."
"Sort of. We have evidence that after the fight with Anubis and the replicators that a version of SG1 went back in time to get a ZPM and got stuck there and another version went back and completed the mission and got stuck as well before returning the timeline to normal. So two versions of myself have died in Egypt in ancient times. Sam figured that those counted as well." Daniel smiled. He had completed his tale. "Your turn."
"All right, you know I was called as a Slayer at age 15, right?" Buffy asked.
Daniel nodded.
"That began my nightly fight with the forces of darkness. Just after my sixteenth birthday there was a prophecy that said the Master of the Order of Aurelius would kill the Slayer and go free. I tried to resign as Slayer, but my friend Willow had had to confront a slaughter in our high school so I resigned myself to my fate and fought the Master. He drank my blood until I was too weak to do anything and tossed me into a pool. I drowned and my friend Xander and Angel, the original Vampire with a soul, found me. Xander preformed CPR and revived me. I fought the Master again and killed him."
"You were sixteen?" Daniel exclaimed.
"Yep. Most Slayers are called at 15 or 16 and many don't survive their first year. I have because I had help," Buffy said. "The second death was the worst. This HellGod wanted to use my sister as a key to open an inter-dimensional portal. One of her minions had cut shallow cuts into Dawn and her dripping blood opened the portal. The only way to close it was to drain Dawn of her blood. Dawn had been mystically created from me so I figured if I flung myself into the portal my blood would close it, too. So I jumped and it closed, but it killed me."
Buffy broke down and started to softly cry. Daniel shook himself out of the stunned silence her story had sent him into, to pull Buffy into a hug.
"You don't have to continue," Daniel said quietly.
"Yes, I do. You told your story now I tell mine," Buffy said, pulling herself together. "I was in Heaven but my friends didn't know that. They thought I might be in some dark Hell dimension so they got the Urn of Osiris and resurrected me. For months all I wanted was to get back to Heaven. It took a long time but I no longer want to die."
"Heaven, huh?" Daniel inquired.
"I think so. All I remember was feeling, safe, loved, warm, and at peace. Like my fight was over," Buffy answered. "Death number three was eight months after I was brought back. This guy was coming after me with a gun and shot me and Willow's girlfriend, Tara. Tara was killed instantly but I was rushed to the hospital and flatlined. Willow got to the hospital in time and magically removed the bullet and restarted my heart. We got home and found Tara dead by a stray bullet. I don't like guns."
"I can see why," Daniel said softly. "So how old were you when you died that time?"
"I was 21," Buffy said. "But not all of the said tale of Buffy relates to my deaths. Sometime I should tell you about my sad relationship history. I've read your file, Daniel, and mine rivals yours. Not to belittle your wife but you didn't have to run a sword through the heart of your beloved as he confessed his love for you to save the world. But that is a story for another day. I have to do a patrol before going back to the base."
Daniel watched her stride out of the coffeehouse to do the patrol. He was dumbfounded both by her story and the story she alluded to before leaving. He was definitely going to have to have coffee with Buffy again. She may be almost young enough to be his daughter but she had had enough shit happen to her to bring an almost unheard of maturity.
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Author: Maeve Bran
Raiting: FR13
Summary: Buffy and Daniel have coffee.
Notes :Part of the New Job series. Set after 9.6 "Beachhead". For the twistedshorts challenge, "Monkey".
Disclaimer: I own neither Stargate SG-1 nor Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I am just having a little fun with the characters.
Word Count: 1879
Daniel looked around the coffeehouse for the petite blonde he was supposed to be meeting here. He had no idea why he had agreed to meet Buffy for coffee. She was, after all, fifteen years his junior. But then again, her off-handed treatment of the fact that she had died three times intrigued him. He wasn't so nonchalant about his own deaths, regardless of the way it had seemed when he had told her about the monkey collection. Maybe that showed a maturity beyond her years. All he knew was that he had been feeling at loose ends since Vala disappeared, and maybe getting out of the mountain would do him some good, so here he was.
Finally, he spotted Buffy in a comfy plush chair in a back corner. There was an empty second chair next to her and he took his mocha in that direction.
"Hey, I was beginning to think you weren't coming after all," Buffy greeted him as he sat down.
"Hey." Daniel returned. "To be honest I did think about canceling."
"That's all right. I get it. I'm rather young for you. Not that this is a date, but no one else knows that. Appearances and all that jazz," Buffy summed up.
"Precisely. But I must admit your attitude a couple of weeks ago when we talked intrigued me," Daniel confessed.
"I'll bet. It took me a long while to be able to talk about it, but when you face death nightly, you have to learn to deal," Buffy explained. "So how do you want to do this? You tell me yours and I'll tell you mine?"
"Sounds good to me. So I guess I'd better start," Daniel said bashfully. "My first death was on Abydos. Jack and I were fighting Ra. I got killed and put in the sarcophagus and brought back. You do know about the sarcophagi, right?"
"Contrary to popular belief, I can read and have read the files given me. I know about the first Abydos mission, but the detail of your death was left out," Buffy replied.
"Okay. Well, the next death was when SG1 met the Nox. The whole team was killed by Apophis and the Nox brought us back to life. That was in our first year as a team," Daniel continued. "The Space Monkey thing started when we blew up Apophis's ships at the end of that year before they could attack Earth. I was mortally wounded and begged Jack to leave me behind on the first ship so I could cover him, Teal'c, Sam, and Bra'tac's exit to the other ship. They left me and I found the sarcophagus and crawled in. When I was healed, I went to the gate on the ship and gated to the Alpha Site, then home. Meanwhile, the team exited the other ship in two death gliders. When I met up with them in the gate room, Jack pulled me in to this big bear hug and called me Space Monkey. He always has some new nickname for me," Daniel said fondly.
"You don't sound like you mind too much," Buffy said encouragingly.
"Jack is, well, Jack. He can get away with it, but no one else," Daniel said to discourage her from even thinking about calling him 'Space Monkey.'
"Okay, so that's deaths one and two. How about three and four?" Buffy asked after he had finished taking a drink from his coffee.
"Three was when I got body swapped with an elderly man and the body my mind was in flat lined. Good old fashioned medicine brought me back that time." Daniel stopped when Buffy almost choked on her drink. "What?"
"You got body swapped too? Wow," Buffy said between coughs.
"I take it that doesn't sound unusual to you," Daniel said.
"I swapped bodies involuntarily with Faith during her rebellious phase, and while she was inhabiting my body she slept with my boyfriend at the time. That was a mess that took a while to straighten out," Buffy summed up.
"Sounds complicated. I'm just glad all Machello did was buy food for an entire diner. There were worse things he could have done. We eventually got swapped back and Machello died of old age minutes later." Daniel returned to his story, "Death number four was another flat line incident. There was a Goa'uld palace, like an opium den, with a beautiful light source. It altered human brain chemistry, and after a day at that palace I returned to Earth. I went into withdrawal, and the team that had been with me all died. Jack came back and with the help of Janet, the Chief Medical Officer at the time, they figured out I had to go back to the planet. On the way to the gate room I flatlined. Jack carried me through the gate, and after a bit I revived. We eventually found out how to turn down the stimulant light incrementally so as not to kill us all. It took three weeks."
"That must have been interesting," Buffy said as Daniel drank some more coffee. "What next?"
"Um. You know I was an Ascended being, right?" Daniel asked. Buffy nodded. "Well, death number five was the big one." Daniel stalled a moment. He knew he was stalling but he couldn't help it.
"So I gathered. What happened?" Buffy pushed.
"We went to Kelowna. They were experimenting with naquadria, making a bomb with it. I was watching the experiment with Jonas when it went bad. I shot the window out and jumped through after the scientists began falling down and leaving the room. I got exposed to a massive radiation dose by the time I managed to pull the core out of the bomb, but if I hadn't done it the capitol would have been destroyed. I came back to Earth and died of the radiation poisoning. Oma Desala helped me ascend as I took my last breath. I spent the next year on a higher plane of existence. After a year, it became clear that I couldn't follow the rules and I was sent back in human form." Daniel explained as quickly as possible.
Buffy reached out and placed a comforting hand on his. He turned his head and looked into her eyes. He saw sympathy and understanding of a level he hadn't seen before.
"Finnish your story and I'll tell you the sad tale of Buffy, the slayer of Vampires. I promise you it will be at least as interesting as your story," Buffy said comfortingly.
"Death number six was a couple of months ago, and also an ascension. I was on a replicator ship and the replicator version of Sam ran me through with a sword. I went to this level between death and ascension for a while. I convinced Oma to fight Anubis and Ascended just long enough to choose to come back as a human. That was about a week before you joined the SGC."
Buffy nodded. She had heard rumors about Daniel and Anubis and the replicators. "That means you've died twice more since then."
"Sort of. We have evidence that after the fight with Anubis and the replicators that a version of SG1 went back in time to get a ZPM and got stuck there and another version went back and completed the mission and got stuck as well before returning the timeline to normal. So two versions of myself have died in Egypt in ancient times. Sam figured that those counted as well." Daniel smiled. He had completed his tale. "Your turn."
"All right, you know I was called as a Slayer at age 15, right?" Buffy asked.
Daniel nodded.
"That began my nightly fight with the forces of darkness. Just after my sixteenth birthday there was a prophecy that said the Master of the Order of Aurelius would kill the Slayer and go free. I tried to resign as Slayer, but my friend Willow had had to confront a slaughter in our high school so I resigned myself to my fate and fought the Master. He drank my blood until I was too weak to do anything and tossed me into a pool. I drowned and my friend Xander and Angel, the original Vampire with a soul, found me. Xander preformed CPR and revived me. I fought the Master again and killed him."
"You were sixteen?" Daniel exclaimed.
"Yep. Most Slayers are called at 15 or 16 and many don't survive their first year. I have because I had help," Buffy said. "The second death was the worst. This HellGod wanted to use my sister as a key to open an inter-dimensional portal. One of her minions had cut shallow cuts into Dawn and her dripping blood opened the portal. The only way to close it was to drain Dawn of her blood. Dawn had been mystically created from me so I figured if I flung myself into the portal my blood would close it, too. So I jumped and it closed, but it killed me."
Buffy broke down and started to softly cry. Daniel shook himself out of the stunned silence her story had sent him into, to pull Buffy into a hug.
"You don't have to continue," Daniel said quietly.
"Yes, I do. You told your story now I tell mine," Buffy said, pulling herself together. "I was in Heaven but my friends didn't know that. They thought I might be in some dark Hell dimension so they got the Urn of Osiris and resurrected me. For months all I wanted was to get back to Heaven. It took a long time but I no longer want to die."
"Heaven, huh?" Daniel inquired.
"I think so. All I remember was feeling, safe, loved, warm, and at peace. Like my fight was over," Buffy answered. "Death number three was eight months after I was brought back. This guy was coming after me with a gun and shot me and Willow's girlfriend, Tara. Tara was killed instantly but I was rushed to the hospital and flatlined. Willow got to the hospital in time and magically removed the bullet and restarted my heart. We got home and found Tara dead by a stray bullet. I don't like guns."
"I can see why," Daniel said softly. "So how old were you when you died that time?"
"I was 21," Buffy said. "But not all of the said tale of Buffy relates to my deaths. Sometime I should tell you about my sad relationship history. I've read your file, Daniel, and mine rivals yours. Not to belittle your wife but you didn't have to run a sword through the heart of your beloved as he confessed his love for you to save the world. But that is a story for another day. I have to do a patrol before going back to the base."
Daniel watched her stride out of the coffeehouse to do the patrol. He was dumbfounded both by her story and the story she alluded to before leaving. He was definitely going to have to have coffee with Buffy again. She may be almost young enough to be his daughter but she had had enough shit happen to her to bring an almost unheard of maturity.
(x-posted to
twistedshorts)
