FIC: An Ancient Dilemma 2/3 (BtVS/SGA)
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An Ancient Dilemma part 2/3
A Stargate Atlantis/Buffy the Vampire Slayer crossover fanfic
A Stargate Atlantis/Buffy the Vampire Slayer crossover fanfic
Summary: It's genetics that lets John Sheppard control the Ancient technology, but magic is what made Faith a Slayer. Right?
Rating: PG13 for Faith's swearing.
Disclaimer: Sony and MGM own all things Stargate Atlantis. Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy own all things BtVS. I'm only borrowing and will return them at the end of the fic.
Setting: Takes place one month after Something Worthwhile. After Chosen for BtVS, before Michael in Stargate Atlantis. No episodic spoilers for SGA.
Word count:: 2,546.
Beep. Beep.
Faith cracked open one eyelid, wondering who left their damned cell phone on. The source of the noise seemed to be a heart monitor, hooked up to the sleeping man in the bed next to hers. Faith cracked a smile.
Shepp's going to love it when I tell him we ended up sleeping together. But he deserved it, with his wisecracking and flirting with every alien they'd met over the last few weeks. Honestly, Faith didn't know how Teyla put up with him. Oh, right. There was "nothing going on" between them, McKay had said, complete with eye-rolls and air quotes.
Speaking of which, rolling her head to the side, Faith spotted McKay on the other side of the room, sitting up in his hospital bed, playing on his computer. He looked like hell, with some scarring from the explosion still visible on his face, but at least he could sit up under his own power. Bastard.
The ache in Faith's back felt as if someone had staked her. For a fraction of a second, she felt a little sorry for all the vampires she'd staked over the years. Then she realized what she'd just thought, and shook her head. What kind of drugs was she on?
"Are you in pain?"
Faith turned her head as Teyla sat in a chair beside the bed. She hadn't seen the Athosian at first. "No. Yes. Beats me."
"Dr. Beckett was worried about how fast your body is metabolizing the painkillers," Teyla said, her tongue tripping lightly over the words.
"It's no big. I'll live." Faith took a shallow breath. "What got me?"
"A piece of rock," Teyla said, picking up a small dish that contained a gumball-sized pebble and holding it out to Faith. "It tore through the side of your vest."
"Shit," Faith breathed. She picked up the rock and looked it over. "Can I keep this?"
Teyla stared, rather incredulous. "I am sure Dr. Beckett will have no problem with that."
"Cool." Faith pointed at the Colonel. "How's Shepp?"
"He will be fine. He went into surgery after you, so he will be unconscious longer."
"Huh." Faith stretched experimentally. The pain was persistently dull. She could live with it. She'd had worse.
Teyla looked down at her hands for a moment. "I owe you an apology."
"What for?"
"For leaving you in the ship, when the medical team left," Teyla said. "I should have known you were injured."
"How? And really, it's nothing. Forget it." Faith shifted around, wishing like hell that Teyla would stop looking at her like that.
"It is my responsibility to keep this team together when Colonel Sheppard is incapacitated. I cannot 'forget' it."
"Yes, you can." Faith gritted her teeth and made herself sit up. "Look, really, it's okay. This kind of shit happens to me all the time."
Teyla's eyes grew wide. "What did you do before you came to Atlantis?"
They must have had her on some spectacular drugs, because Faith wanted to tell Teyla everything. "I'll make you a deal. You spring me from this place, and I'll explain."
Teyla shook her head. "Dr. Beckett has not given you clearance to leave."
Faith waved her hand. "What Dr. Scotch don't know won't hurt him." She swung her legs off the edge of the bed. "Think the cafeteria has any Jell-O?"
"You should wait for Dr. Beckett."
"Not happening." Faith put her feet on the floor.
Teyla touched Faith's shoulder. "Wait."
Faith gave her a look. "Don't tell me you like it here."
Teyla crossed the room and returned with a wheelchair. "We will take this."
"Now you're talking." Faith pulled a blanket off the bed, and had to let Teyla drape it over her shoulders. The transfer to the chair left her shaking, but Teyla pretended not to notice. "Who's driving?"
Teyla hooked Faith's IV bag onto the wheelchair pole before she began pushing. "I will."
McKay looked up from his computer as they passed. "Hey, how come she gets to leave?" he demanded.
"I look cuter in a wheelchair than you do," Faith said.
"Rodney, will you tell Dr. Beckett that we are in the commissary?" Teyla asked.
"Fine, whatever, just leave me here," McKay grumbled, going back to his screen.
"Sweet guy," Faith said as they rolled out the doors.
"He is not pleased with his convalescence," Teyla told her. "He never is."
Faith snorted. "Looks like Science Boy and me finally have something in common." The chair stopped suddenly, as Teyla paused to scan the corridor before she hurried on. "Are we hiding?"
"Dr. Beckett does not like it when his patients vanish," Teyla said.
"You guys do this often? Escape and all that."
"Occasionally. Colonel Sheppard in particular is known for leaving before he is fully healed."
"And you give him a hand," Faith finished. "Cool." They rolled down a couple more corridors, until the transporter was in sight. "How's everyone else?"
"Ronon is fine," Teyla said. She bumped the wheelchair into the transporter closet and hit the screen. "He wants to know how you can run so fast, however."
Faith shrugged, then wished she hadn't. "I eat a lot of Wheaties."
"And Dr. Weir is furious that no one told her you possess the genes of the Ancestors."
"Hey, that ain't my fault!" Faith protested.
Teyla pulled the wheelchair out of the transporter into the cafeteria. "You can tell me about it in a minute," she said. "Can you stand?"
In response, Faith put her hands on the chair arms and pushed herself into a standing position. Thankfully, she didn't pass out or squeal like a girl or anything embarrassing.
Under her own power, she managed to walk up the few steps to the tables. Teyla made sure she was sitting down and that her IV bag was on the table, before going to the food.
While Faith waited, concentrating on not shaking, a whole bunch of people came over to say hi. It was very different than her first day on Atlantis, over a month ago. Now, she knew almost everyone's name, and everyone wanted to talk, even the scientists.
The story of the screwed-up mission must have gotten around, because everyone congratulated her for saving the day. It was uncomfortable and nerve-wracking, and Faith was a little too happy when Teyla reappeared and shooed everyone away.
'They were out of Jell-O, but they had pudding and fruit," Teyla said, putting the tray down on the table.
"Chocolate?"
"Butterscotch."
"Score." Faith reached for the dessert. "How long do you think we have before the Doc finds us?"
Before Teyla could open her mouth to respond, Ronon slumped down into a chair at the table. He crossed his arms over his chest and glowered at Faith. "What are you?"
Faith narrowed her eyes. "Annoyed."
"Are you one of the Ancestors?"
"Am I a what?" Faith was honestly confused, both as to Ronon's question and at Teyla's shocked expression. "I'm not that old."
"He means, are you an Ancient, as are those who built this city," Teyla explained, glaring daggers at Ronon. "But that is not possible."
"I'm not an alien," Faith said nervously. "I'm just me."
Ronon snorted, grabbing fruit off the tray. "You can fly the ship. You beat off a Wraith in hand-to-hand combat. Even Teyla couldn't have run that far with Sheppard on her back."
"That doesn't mean I'm an Ancient," Faith said. She stirred at her pudding, wishing she had an aspirin the size of the Sunnydale crater. "I'm human. That's it."
"Weir doesn't think that's it." Ronon took a huge bite of apple. "She's bugging Beckett about why you never got tested for the gene."
"Okay, let's back this up," Faith said. "What's this gene you all keep talking about?"
Ronon shrugged his massive shoulders. "There's some gene the Ancestors had, and only a few humans here have it. It lets them power the city."
"I am told that everyone on the expedition was tested before they came to Atlantis," Teyla added. "You were not tested?"
This was starting to sound vaguely familiar. "There were those Army doctors who wanted my blood and all that, but I told them to go to hell, to find another lab rat." She hadn't said it quite like that; there had been more swearing and breaking of expensive things. "They could experiment on someone else."
Teyla and Ronon exchanged looks. "Dr. Weir would be interested in that story."
"So let's go tell her," Faith said.
"Hold on," Ronon said. He plunked the apple core down on the tray. "If it's not a what, it's a why. Did they do something to you back on your planet? Make you faster? Did they send you out here to test you?"
"What?" Faith's exclamation drew the attention of everyone still in the cafeteria. "No!"
Ronon reached for the other fruit on the tray. "Some of the guys on the earth ship said you killed a guy. Does it have to do with that?"
Faith gripped the table so hard that something cracked under her fingers. She had known it was too good to last. Her team sure as hell weren't going to trust her now.
It never occurred to Faith to lie to them.
"Yeah," she finally said. "I did that. But that's not... They weren't experimenting on me or nothing. I'm just like this."
Ronon continued eating, impassive, but Teyla looked as if she had been pole-axed. "You..."
The Athosian stared at Faith just like Buffy had back then, with shock and dismay, and it hurt as much this time as it had years before. "It's a long story," Faith said, pushing her tray away, hoping the pudding in her stomach wasn't going to make a reappearance.
Teyla took in a long breath, but Faith interrupted before she tried to salvage the situation.
"It wasn't... Not like a war thing, or anything like that. I killed a guy, is all," Faith said.
Ronon dropped the fruit peel on the tray. "You had a reason, though."
Things were happening too fast, leaving Faith feel like a trapped animal. She fucking hated this, getting close to people who turned on her when they found out what she'd done. "There wasn't a reason, he hadn't done anything!"
"Yeah, but you wouldn't have killed him if you didn't have a reason," Ronon continued.
"You don't know that."
"What was it? An order?" Ronon set his elbows on the table and leaned closer. How had Faith ever thought this guy was dumb? "We all do things we don't agree with, when we're following orders."
Teyla's head snapped around, totally confused. "Ronon?"
Ronon spared her a glance before turning his gaze on Faith. "I was in the military on my world before I was a Runner. Before I was here." He left it at that, but Faith got what he wasn't saying.
Breathing was a little easier now. Faith propped herself up against the table, because the pain in her back was stabbing hard into her body. She might have a bit of an understanding with Ronon, but Teyla still had that wide-eyed Buffy look on her face. "I turned myself in, you know. Had me a trial and went to prison and all that."
"When'd you get out?" Ronon asked. "Did the military bring you to Atlantis from prison?"
Oh, this just kept getting better. Faith bit her lip to ride out the spasm of pain in her back. "I broke out of jail."
"Why?"
Faith glared at Ronon. "A friend needed me."
"What he need?"
"To save the world!" Faith exclaimed. "You think I'd have busted out if I didn't have a reason?"
"Does Dr. Weir know this?" Teyla asked slowly. The confusion on her face was fading as she processed what Faith and Ronon had said.
"I suppose," Faith said. "I mean, the military wiped my record when they offered me this job. Weir probably knows... she sure glares at me enough."
"She's going to be madder now, with the gene thing," Ronon said with a grin.
"I told you, I didn't know about that!" Faith said. She pressed her hand over her mouth for a moment, as the pain returned. Maybe leaving the infirmary wasn't such a hot idea.
Teyla's hand settled on her shoulder. "We should get you back."
"No, I'm good," Faith said.
Teyla raised an eyebrow. "You are worse than the Colonel."
Ronon snorted. "He's not going to be happy when he hears a girl carried him to the Stargate."
"Is that what Dr. Simpson calls 'the American male ego'?" Teyla asked.
"If ego means whining, then yeah, it does." Faith sat back experimentally. She saw stars the moment her back hit the chair, so she quickly moved forward again. Don't do that again. "So, um, are we good?"
Ronon shrugged again and glanced at Teyla. "I'm fine," he said. Teyla didn't answer.
"Yeah," Faith muttered. "Look, I'm going to go." She stood, mildly surprised when the room began to tilt.
Teyla steadied her before she hit the ground. "Yes, I think we should return to the infirmary," Teyla said.
"Shepp may be awake, can we bug him?" Faith asked hopefully as Teyla gently dumped her into the wheelchair.
"If he is awake." Teyla pushed the wheelchair into the transporter.
"If not, can we bug McKay?"
"If you wish."
Faith didn't think of it until later, but neither Ronon or Teyla had questioned her about her 'saving the world' crack.
Beckett wasn't exactly happy to see her, but he expressed his anger silently, taking vials of blood from Faith, and injecting a painkiller into her IV.
The rush of the morphine hit her in a rush, and she sank back into the bed with a sigh. "Thanks."
"Thanks," Beckett muttered. "You go gallivanting around in a wheelchair and all she says is thanks." He scribbled something on her chart. "No more running off until I say you can leave!"
Faith closed her eyes and waited until Beckett stormed off to berate Teyla.
"Faith?"
Fuck. Faith opened her eyes. "Dr. Weir?"
The head of the Atlantis expedition was standing at the foot of Faith's bed. She didn't look as pissed off as Ronon implied. "Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah. Tons."
Weir clasped her hands together. "Dr. Beckett is going to run some tests on your blood--"
"For the gene, yeah," Faith interrupted. "I got that."
"About the gene--"
"I wasn't tested on earth," Faith continued. "I guess they never thought someone like me could be important like that."
She did something she usually avoided: she made eye contact with Weir. The woman stared back, no condemnation in her gaze. "It's a good thing that 'they' were wrong. You saved the lives of your team today."
How many times would Faith have to go through this? "It's nothing."
"You're wrong." Weir's voice was soft, but it still shut Faith up. "You did something amazing today. Don't pretend it was anything less." She nodded. "You rest. We'll talk when you're feeling better."
Faith closed her eyes as Weir turned away. She tried to tell herself the prickling under her eyelids was from the drugs, but she couldn't even lie to herself.
to be continued...
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Date: 2006-06-06 11:42 pm (UTC)Xander & Faith, the two in BtVS who I've always thought got treated all wrong... I've read tons of Xander centered fix-its, but this Faith fixer is brill, something I've been having trouble finding unless it was shippy or compleate ooc-ness. This is right on & gah... I'm out of words.
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Date: 2006-06-07 12:28 am (UTC)The way I picture this, Weir is representative of the authority figures in Faith's life. Her first watcher died, Giles and Wesley disaproved, and the Council tried to kill her. Now, to be told "well done" by the newest authority figure, means so much more because of it. Plus is seemed like the kind of thing Elizabeth would do. You know, thank the person who saved the day :D
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Date: 2006-06-07 03:54 am (UTC)Yes! While I get that the old council was bad & that Giles & Wes were human (at least in canon) it just left a bad taste in my mouth b/c I think everyone on thatshow for got the big issue from S1, that the modern Slayers were kids & lived peaceful lives compared to say the life of the First Slayer.
I love that you're fixing Faith up with not only support but also good examples & maybe healthier relationships (yes, I'm still pushing for McShep, but Faith/Zelenka would be adored [& age diffs be damned.]) Elizabeth's acceptance & good treatment of her is gonna end up helping to get Faith to become the strong leader she's supposed to be.
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Date: 2006-06-07 10:36 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-06-06 11:46 pm (UTC)And I only noticed one spelling mistake in the fourth chapter. "Scaring" instead of "Scarring" on Mckay.
Can't wait for the next chapter. I went out and rented Stargate Atlantis today because of this fic.
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Date: 2006-06-07 12:32 am (UTC)Thanks for spelling thing; I get that one mixed up all the time. At least I caught the one where "the carp will hit the fan." Oh, fish everywhere.
Yay! That's what crossovers are all about: Introducing people to new fandoms. Er, and making me happy :D
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Date: 2006-06-07 01:06 am (UTC)"I own you an apology." - owe, mayhaps?
And this is working /way/ too well, curse you! (with more plot bunnies ;)
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Date: 2006-06-07 06:15 am (UTC)And I really like how this is meshing in my head. Of course, you all might kill me tomorrow when I post chapter 3 tomorrow and pull the "Look at this amazing plot point, right in sight!" thing. Or you may not kill me. We will see.
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Date: 2006-06-07 02:40 am (UTC)Faith closed her eyes as Weir turned away. She tried to tell herself the prickling under her eyelids was from the drugs, but she couldn't even lie to herself.
Awww man... *hugs fic tight, seduces it and has it's little fic!babies*
I think (even though I haven't seen all that much of the gorgeous Ronon) you've gotten their reactions to the whole killing thing perfectly down. I like that Ronon is ex-military - you are right, he'd totally get it in a way Teyla wouldn't. She's the leader, one who is used to that responsibility, the leading of people in more than just everyday life but including everyday life. And that's why Buffy had so many problems with the whole chain of command thing in S7, I think. But that same sense of of betrayal rings very true with Teyla.
*g* Dr Scotch. Oh dear. :D LOL and man, I wanna see her bug Rodney something bad. Hoping that Radek comes to visit!
Oh and Elizabeth? Perfect. She's so not the other authority figures in Faith's life, huh? :D
:)
Jaydeyn
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Date: 2006-06-07 06:37 am (UTC)I haven't seen all of season 2 yet, and so haven't really got much of a handle on him. Ronon would understand killing; he's been military, as you said, and that whole Running thing. And yeah, Teyla is the leader... basically, what you said.
Of course, you'll note that Faith hasn't filled in Sheppard. While we know he would understand, Faith doesn't think so. She's not at that point of trusting him yet. She's more able to see kindred spirits in Teyla (the woman fighter) and Ronon (the fighter) than in John (who's more the authority figure. She doesn't know him yet.)
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Date: 2006-06-07 10:44 am (UTC)Ya think? :D
Up to Aurora and like you said in another comment, he's very good for making a point. He seems very distant so far, not quite fully committed to the program, whereas Teyla seems the complete opposite now. (As an aside, I miss Bates, I wonder if he's coming back?) And there's a ... can't quite find the word, a softness about him? *shrugs* that's not it, something about his eyes and the way he looks at people. Softness isn't the right word...
Yeah... hmm... Sheppard. You know, despite his easy going ways, I think he'd get it pretty darn quick. And she's all reform-y now, so what would he care? Besides which, I see them being the best of pals in the end. I don't know why, but I do! :)
:)
Jaydeyn
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Date: 2006-06-07 10:48 pm (UTC)You can see them being pals because they are both smart-asses with a hero complex. They're so cute.
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Date: 2006-06-07 02:52 am (UTC)Beta-ing. (Because I keep reading these! *g* I never do that! The multiple readings in one session thing, that is.)
as the pain return. Returned?
:)
Jaydeyn
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Date: 2006-06-07 03:30 am (UTC)http://groups.yahoo.com/group/viridian_dreams/message/7320?threaded=1&var=1
How creepy is it that a board devoted to something in no way connected to you, apart from Harry Potter, your fics are still being reced? I'm disturbed.
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Date: 2006-06-07 08:08 pm (UTC)It's not so much your writing, which as I said, is tech. written well, as so much I don't like the universes and I don't like the characters. Given that I don't really like them in canon anyway, it'da been a hard sell. =p
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Date: 2006-06-07 08:18 pm (UTC)Sorry I misunderstood you :) Glad you're liking this fic.
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Date: 2006-06-07 03:21 pm (UTC)complete with eye-rolls and air quotes *giggle, snort* So Rodney.
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Date: 2006-06-07 10:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-07 04:24 pm (UTC)She's impressed that you make the fic easy to read for those who don't know the Anita Blake world. See, you are smart.
hehe, I love my bloodrayne icon.
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Date: 2006-06-07 11:03 pm (UTC)I'm glad your friend is enjoying the fics. I do try and make things acessible to everyone, while keeping the exposition to a minimum. All in the name of entertainment
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Date: 2006-06-07 08:23 pm (UTC)What really sold me hardcore on the show was the first season's midseason cliffhangers, The Storm and The Eye. Three of the characters (Sheppard, Weir and McKay) are in the fight for their lives and the lives for everyone on the expedition and plot combined with the human drama (not really sci-fi, it's an action show) was just OMG great.
And it was all downhill from there for me :D
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Date: 2006-06-07 07:55 pm (UTC)“Dr. Scotch” :snort: wow, that’s awesome :P
"Hey, how come she gets to leave?" he demanded. "I look cuter in a wheelchair than you do," Faith said. Faith is my favorite ^_^
I like how most everyone’s warmed up to Faith, she’s such a fun girl. Well, besides those dicks that came over on the Deadalus with her. Blah, damned gossips. Shattering Faith’s fragile trust of her team. She should give them more credit, but then again, that’s Faith. Guilt-tastic.
I love how blunt Ronan is ^_^ And he’s so hunky.
Teyla reacted so cutely to the news of Faith’s exploits, but at the same time so sad. I love how Faith kept comparing her to Buffy then, it brought the perfect image to my mind.
"Shepp may be awake, can we bug him?" "If he is awake." "If not, can we bug McKay?" "If you wish." = LOVE Faith’s good like that, through pain, drugs, and stories in the café. Oh, and another plus, I know a David Sheppard, whom was called Shepp probably more than he was called Dave. That or Shepp-Dog. But I can't see John answering to that. .... at all. :)
I love how you write all characters in this so much. You get them all spot on, I can just see in my mind the characters acting out your story. Oh, well except that small scene with Carson. The attitude was right, but the dialogue seemd wrong. Maybe it's just hard to write his ADORABLE accent? :P
YAY! This should be longer than 3 parts long. ::nods::
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Date: 2006-06-07 11:09 pm (UTC)Considering what she's been through, she's still so wary. But this way she learned that her team is awesome and all that stuff. Now she can begin to
, I can just see in my mind the characters acting out your story. Oh, well except that small scene with Carson. The attitude was right, but the dialogue seemd wrong. Maybe it's just hard to write his ADORABLE accent?
A hell of a lot of Carson's character is in his accent and his wide!eyes!of!doom! at times. Also, it's not always easy to understand a character that doens't spend a lot of time on the show. Oh well. Can't win them all :D
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Date: 2006-06-08 03:21 pm (UTC)That answer is so perfectly Faith. And hooray for Ronan being copacetic with the whole killed somebody thing first. He would get it...sort of.
In my way of thinking, Faith was screwed from the get-go in the Buffyverse. She would never be like Buffy...she would never BE Buffy and that would always eat at her. But here - she's Faith and she's found people willing to take the time to find out who that is, rather than smooshing her into a mold she doesn't fit in. :D
I still love you. The only thing that would have made me happier is Faith/Giles...but now that I am thinking about it, there are a few Atlantis Boyos I would mind seeing her paired with. Hell, or Teyla. I love Teyla. Think I can be her when I grow up??