Posted together because they're a set, and because I didn't want to spam the com.

Title: Specialists
Fandom: Buffy/SG1
Rating: Teen
Length: 934 words
Content notes: For the FFW Amnesty challenge, "Introductions," and for the TV-Universe team up challenge, "good guys"
Summary: Riley is contacted by a mysterious General; bad news is headed to Sunnydale


"Is this Finn?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Good. This is General Hammond. Did your superior tell you why I was calling?"

"No, Sir."

"I heard that you know the Sunnydale area better than any other operative."

"Just about, Sir."

"I've got a team heading your way, tracking a very dangerous person. I need you to meet them at the airport and help them track it down."

"Will do, Sir."

"Good. The criminal profile has been emailed to your CO. Familiarize yourself with it before they get there."

"Yes, Sir."

oOo

Riley was standing on the tarmac when the military helicopter landed. A four-person squad quickly emerged and walked towards him. A tall, older man was in the lead, followed by a younger man and woman, with a large man in a beanie bringing up the rear. All four were dressed for a night mission, with sidearms, and three had MP5s as well. "Finn?" the leader asked.

"Yes, Sir."

"Colonel O'Neill. This is Major Carter, Doctor Jackson, and Teal'c."

"Civilians?" Riley asked before he could help himself. If they were civilians, this would make what he was about to propose much easier.

Teal'c and the doctor both shifted, and the latter opened his mouth, but his CO cut him off. "Specialists," Colonel O'Neill said.

"Yes, Sir. In fact, I have a couple of specialists in the area that I think could help."

"Really?" Major Carter asked.

"Uh, yes Ma'am. I've worked closely with them in the past, and if there's trouble in Sunnydale, they could provide us with information and backup."

The Colonel nodded. "Well then, lead the way, Agent."

oOo

"Are you telling me that this is your crack specialist?" Colonel O'Neill scoffed, eying Buffy dubiously.

"Are you objecting to my gender, my age, or my lack of military rank?" Buffy asked.

"How about all three?"

"Well, I'd point out that you have a female on your own team, that I'm almost the same age as Riley here, whom you seem just fine with, and I'd also point out the civilian on your own team. And I'd have a military rank of my own if my CO didn't try to kill me after less than a week on her team."

"Yeah, and how do we know what your credentials are?" Willow piped up.

Riley bit back a moan. He had hoped that the girls would be on their best behavior when he brought a colonel over, but no such luck.

"I like them!" Major Carter declared with a grin.

"So do I," Dr. Jackson added, smirking at his leader.

"She stands with the stance of a warrior, O'Neill." Teal'c said.

"Wanna compare kill counts Colonel?" Buffy asked. "Or can we get down to business?"

The Colonel glanced at his team, and then at Riley. With a sigh, he turned back to Buffy and shrugged. "Whatdaya know?"

"Well, from the description Riley gave us, she sounds like someone we're familiar with," Willow began, tapping away at her computer.

"The problem is, our gal's been in town for over six months, and Riley says you only lost your baddie a few weeks ago."

"Our, uh, baddie, is not unique." Dr. Jackson spoke up. "She has a whole, uh, family, with similar characteristics."

Willow looked up from her laptop. "That makes sense. We learned that Glory had two siblings who ganged up against her and banished her here."

"Maybe your target is one of them," Buffy said.

"That's possible," Dr. Jackson scooted over to look over Willow's shoulder. "Where did you learn this? About her siblings?"

Riley tuned out the geek speak as O'Neill and Buffy continued their posturing contest. "So you've gone up against her?" the Colonel asked.

"We have," Buffy replied. "She's strong. Stronger than anything I've ever faced before."

Colonel O'Neill scoffed, but Major Carter perked up. "Anything?" she questioned.

Buffy eyed her for a long moment before glancing at Riley. He nodded at her to continue; having looked through the dossier he was given, he knew that they could handle what she was about to say.

"Alright, fine. As Riley said, I'm not your average specialist. I'm the Vampire Slayer. And before you tell me that vampires don't exist, they do. I'd bring one here to slay for you, but I don't exactly have a demo model stored in the basement. Bottom line is I'm stronger than your average co-ed. Willow over here is a witch, and a powerful one. So when I say that Glory is the strongest thing we've come up against, you should take it in context."

Major Carter looked impressed, but the Colonel glanced at Riley.

"It's true, Sir. She took me out in a fair fight, and I was hopped up on Initiative super-juice at the time." He trusted that they had done enough research into his background to be aware of what that meant. His hunch was correct, because both O'Neill and Teal'c looked more impressed with Buffy. He glanced at her and saw the small grin on her face. "And despite what she said then, I think she was going easy on me."

Buffy and Willow both chuckled, and Riley knew he had been right. At the time he hadn't wanted to know how much stronger than himself his girlfriend was, but now, if it justified her involvement to his superiors, he'd take the hit in pride.

"Jack, this is incredible!" Dr. Jackson spoke up, breaking the tension of the moment. "This Glorificus definitely fits the profile of a Goa'uld. She even appears to have some kind of hand device, from these descriptions of her, uh, brain-sucking.."

"Alright, looks like we're hunting the same prey," Colonel O'Neill declared, easing his stance. Riley hid a small smile. Success!

"So," Buffy asked, also relaxing, "your turn to share. What's a Goa'uld and how do I kill it?"



Title: Sisters
Fandom: Buffy/SG1
Rating: Teen
Length: 613 words
Content notes: For the FFW Amnesty challenge, "Introductions," and for the TV-Universe team up challenge, "bad guys"
Summary: Glory finds someone else in her apartment


Glory entered her apartment and stopped dead in her tracks. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Is that the kind of welcome you give your sister?" Tiamat demanded coyly. She was stretched out on the couch, her arms along the backrest and her legs crossed before her. It was a position of dominance, and Glory didn't like it.

Glory scoffed and crossed her arms. "Let me rephrase my question. What the hell are you doing here?"

"Looking for you, little sis."

"Don't call me that, Tiamat," Glory spat. "You're the one who banished me to this miserable mudpit!"

"Hey, it wasn't only me," Tiamat replied. "I wanted to keep you with us, but Nefertum insisted."

"Don't think you can play that game with me, sweetcheeks." Glory purred. "I taught it to you. Now tell me what you're doing here before I rip out your heart."

"Temper, temper." Tiamat giggled. "I have a way to bring you home and this is the thanks I get?"

Glory froze. "What?"

"I mean, I came here to bring you home from exile and you threaten to rip out my heart? That's not very gracious."

"Gracious? For finally getting to go home? I've been waiting an eternity!"

"Phf!" Tiamat waved one manicured hand. "Twenty-something years. A drop in the bucket!"

"A lifetime in this miserable meatsack world!" Glory sobbed. "I aged!"

"Oh, baby, I can fix that." Tiamat rose and draped one comforting arm around the blonde's shoulders. "I have a present waiting back home for you. We'll get you out of this body that Nirriti made and put you back into a regular one. A prettier one."

"You will?" Glory's look was a mixture of distrust and hope.

Tiamat smiled and squeezed her shoulders. "Of course. What are big sisters for?"

Glory shoved her away. She lashed out, striking at Tiamat with every sentence. "Do you think I'm stupid? You're one of the ones who sent me here! You never do anything for others, only for yourself! Why would I trust you? Why would you help me?"

"Listen!" Tiamat grabbed Glory's arm and slammed her against the wall. "Listen, you little brat. You were a thorn in Nefertum's side and so he wanted you gone. I had no power to stand up to him at the time. Now, I do. And now, I can bring you back with me."

"Hah!" Glory spat.

"Hey!" Tiamat shouted, pressing her into the wall harshly. "Why do you think I came all the way out here? Why do you think I risked everything to come to this 'miserable mudpit' as you call it?"

Glory smirked. "Well the joke's on you, Tiamat, because I found my own ticket home, and I don't need you to get there."

"Oh, do tell, little sis. You got a spaceship hidden up that short skirt of yours?"

"A spaceship?" Glory scoffed. "What good would a spaceship do me in an alternate dimension?"

Tiamat eyed her for a long moment. "Oh honey, he messed with your mind but good."

"What?" Glory froze again.

"You aren't in another dimension, sweetie. Just on another planet."

"No. That's impossible. I would sense the Ring!"

Tiamat chuckled. "The Ring on this planet is almost impossible to find. Guarded heavily by the termites who live on this mudpit. They have ways to block it from your senses."

"No, that's impossible."

"How do you think I got here?" Tiamat said, smirking.

Glory considered her for a long moment, searching her eyes for any hint of genuineness. Finally, she caved; she just wanted to go home. "Tell me."

"First tell me about this way home of yours." Tiamat countered. "It sounds sooo interesting."



Title: Skirmish
Fandom: Buffy/SG1
Rating: Teen
Length: 1,405 words
Content notes: For the FFW Amnesty challenge, "Introductions," and for the TV-Universe team up challenge, "faceoff"
Summary: SG1 and the Scoobies track down their Goa'uld


"You're sure they're in there?" Buffy asked as the military team and the scoobies took up positions around the door to the abandoned warehouse.

Teal'c nodded at her. "There is a Goa'uld inside this building," he said. Buffy nodded back. She liked this man, and the way that he took her strength for granted, instead of testing her as his CO did. Of course, bantering with the Colonel wasn't exactly unfun either.

"Just one?" Dr. Jackson asked.

"That's right; shouldn't there be two if Tiamat was looking for Glory?" Willow piped up.

"I only sense one." Teal'c replied. "It is possible that they have separated."

"Or it's possible that your girl's some kind of aberration," Colonel O'Neill said.

"Okay, so we assume there's only one, but don't take chances. Keep your eyes open for the second one," Buffy instructed her team, giving them a last once-over. Xander and Riley were both dressed in military issue - Buffy might have been a little vague on where Xander's military knowledge came from - while Anya and Willow sported jeans and sensible fighting shoes. The Colonel had insisted on his team having the lead, which Buffy was fine with, as long as she was with them. They were followed by her boys, with the girls bringing up the rear, and hopefully staying out of trouble. Willow had an idea for a restraint spell, and Anya was there mostly in case any of Glory's demon minions showed up. All in all, they were as prepared as they were ever going to be, but Buffy could admit that she was grateful for the military backup. Glory was hard to beat, and she'd take any help she could get to protect Dawn.

"Teal'c, take point. Daniel, keep back." O'Neill said.

Buffy moved to stand beside him, directly behind Teal'c. The Colonel frowned, but Buffy had already insisted on taking a leading position, and he didn't argue again.

O'Neill held up three fingers. "On three, two, ONE!"

They burst into the warehouse, and Buffy had only a second to take in the rich furnishings before the soldiers started firing on the two women in the center of the room. She joined them: disliking the weapon, but knowing that her usual close combat style would hinder the others. Glory was there, beside a woman who looked similar enough to be her sister. From the way she withstood the bullets hitting her, Buffy guessed that this would be their Tiamat.

Riley and Xander started firing a moment later, and soon after the hair on the back of her neck told Buffy that Willow had started her mojo. Finally both alien women collapsed, bleeding, and Willow gave a shout. Glowing blue manacles appeared around their wrists and ankles, but neither woman stirred.

"Good job, Will," Buffy said, but she stayed in her defensive stance. Something in the back of her mind was sending up a warning flag, and she didn't want to celebrate prematurely. Could bringing Glory down really be this easy?

Colonel O'Neill approached the two Goa'uld cautiously, and Buffy followed him. By all appearances, they were both out cold and bleeding sluggishly from dozens of bullet holes, but still, Buffy was wary.

"Well that was easy," Xander declared from behind her.

"Xander!" she hissed, but it was too late.

Tiamat's eyes opened, and to Buffy's surprise they were glowing. "Hishok tov kree!" she yelled in a deep voice. Instantly the magical restraints on both women vanished, and Buffy heard Willow grunt in pain. Tiamat surged to her feet, grabbing O'Neill and throwing him backwards.

Buffy dropped her gun and jumped at Glory, managing to kick her in the head before the blonde could completely rise. "Don't you stay dead?" she quipped.

"Fool!" Glory snapped. "You can't kill a god!"

Buffy eyed her opponent. "No, but I can kill your wardrobe."

Glory glanced down at her bullet-riddled ensemble. "You little bitch! You ruined my dress!"

While she was distracted, Buffy stole in, landing another solid kick. Glory's head snapped sideways, but her hand came up in time to stop a second kick. Using her own momentum against her, Glory spun Buffy through the air, and she landed hard on the concrete floor.

Furious, Glory stalked over to the fallen Slayer. "You know, I was going to let you live, but now that you've ruined my outfit, you're going to beg for death."

Suddenly she jerked as a dozen bullets slammed into her back. Buffy glanced over and saw Dr. Jackson firing his sidearm at Glory. Behind him, Riley, O'Neil, and Teal'c had Tiamat against a wall and were peppering her with bullets. Willow and Major Carter appeared to be hovering over Xander, who was down.

"Thanks!" Buffy called when the doctor stopped firing. She flipped herself to her feet in front of the wavering Glory and decked her. She followed it with a roundhouse kick and then when the hellgod stumbled sideways, Buffy kneed her lowered face.

"Duck!" Came the call, and Buffy hit the floor as bullets again whizzed towards Glory.

As soon as she heard the gun click empty, Buffy was up again, kicking and punching Glory with all her might.

"Alright, that's enough!" Glory suddenly yelled, her voice deeper than usual. She flung her hand out, and Buffy, remembering what she had been told about the Goa'uld, dove sideways. Bright light shot out of Glory's hand, blinding the Slayer.

When Buffy's vision cleared, she found herself staring into Willow's eyes. "Oh thank goodness!" the witch sighed.

Buffy eased up onto her elbows, and found Major Carter kneeling a few feet away beside a rapidly blinking Dr. Jackson. "What was that?" she asked.

"Hand device," the other woman called back. "Some kind of flash ray that blinded both of you. She escaped while we were distracted."

"She escaped?" Buffy bolted up, looking around frantically. The motion made her head ache, and the rest of the room was still a little blurry, but she could tell that the blonde Hellgod was gone.

"Fortunately, she's the only one," Riley said, walking into her view.

Buffy looked at him, and then past him, trying to focus her watery eyes. She finally made out the shape of the other Goa'uld woman, tightly bound in both chains and magic. She was being guarded by Teal'c and O'Neill, and she didn't appear to be moving.

"We got one of them?" she double checked.

"Yep," Riley confirmed.

"We'll keep her sedated until we get back to the base," Colonel O'Neill said cheerfully. "She's going to be a wonderful bargaining chip when we need it."

"And my problem?" Buffy found herself asking. Sure, it was great that there were no longer two Glories running around, but she had the same problem she had had two days ago. Glory was out there, and she was after Dawn.

"From what I saw, you don't need our help," O'Neill replied.

Buffy squinted at him, but with her bleary eyes she couldn't tell if he was insulting her again or not. "What?"

"Hey, you took on a Goa'uld hand-to-hand and you held your own," the Colonel continued sincerely. "I think you'll have no problem taking out blondie after we're gone."

"You're leaving?" Willow asked, upset.

"We have to." Major Carter said. "We can only keep Tiamat drugged for so long before her body fights it off. We have to get her back to the base, where we have better facilities to handle her imprisonment."

"So we're on our own, again?" Buffy asked sharply.

"She is wounded, O'Neill," Teal's spoke up. "To pursue her now before she could completely heal would give us the advantage."

The Colonel looked between Teal'c and Buffy. "Carter, how long can we wait before we have to get snakeface back?"

"No more than two hours, Sir, and that would be cutting it close."

O'Neill turned to face Buffy again. "Alright, you've got us for an hour and a half. Daniel, you stay here with the other civilians and guard Tiamat. Teal'c, Carter, Finn, you're with me."

Placing a hand on Willow's shoulder, Buffy pulled herself to her feet. "I'm coming with you," she said.

"You? You can barely see!" he scoffed.

Buffy glared at him, and felt Willow's supportive hand on her back. "Maybe you didn't hear me earlier, Colonel. This is my town. Glory is my responsibility. I'm going."

After a long moment the soldier smirked. "Well then, let's get going."