Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, locations or plots from Buffy, Stargate SG1, Stargate Atlantis, and BSG: 2003. This is just a work of fiction which will eventually (hopefully) encompass four of the best shows ever made (in my opinion). So yes I have made (and will make in the future) some changes to the details for each show and hopefully they will be interconnected pretty well. All reviews are welcome.

Sunnydale, CA, 2300 hours.

Willow Rosenberg was in her room alone, sitting in one corner holding her knees close to her chest. She had been crying so much that her eyes turned red. Something happened earlier that night, it affected her best friends, and she was the cause of it. Everyone told her to be careful with magic, especially dark magic, but she didn't listen. Despite what they had said after the events of the night, Willow knew in her heart that she hurt her friends badly; she knew that despite all outward appearances, they were still furious with her, especially Giles and Buffy.

Willow thought back to the events of earlier that night. She and the rest of the Scoobies were in a crypt at one of Sunnydale's many graveyards, using the walls as protection from the plethora of demons attacking them.

Everyone was telling her to reverse her wish spell. Just as the door to the crypt, which Buffy and Spike were keeping shut with all their strength, was about to crash open, Willow managed to reverse the spell. Once she did, the banging against the door and the pounding of fists against the walls stopped, which meant the wish faded away and Xander was no longer a literal demon magnet. The latter being the very reason why the Scoobies were being attacked by demons in the first place, Willow, in anger wished Xander was a demon magnet - which led to demons chasing him. And since the Scoobies were protecting him, they were attacked by demons as well.

After reversing the spell, Willow turned to Giles who could now see, his blindness vanished. The disappoint on his face was palpable. Giles told the redhead that he expected better from her. He told Willow that the spell she cast could have ended up in disaster; killing all of them. Willow could only look on in despair as Giles walked past her and out the door in anger.

"Buff," whispered Willow as she looked at her best friend with her bottom lip trembling, "I'm sorry, I…"

"Go home, Will," said Buffy quietly as she walked past the redhead, and followed Giles out the door.

"Buffy," Willow turned, looking on as her best friend walked away. She called after Buffy, "I'm sorry. Please… I'm sorry." But Buffy didn't say anything as she walk out the door. How could she? Willow has wished - no matter whether a joke or not - that Buffy should marry Spike. And she nearly did! It was something she was forced to do, it was a violation of her will and body.

"Damn," said Spike as he walked past Willow while wiping his mouth and mumbling to himself, "I've got Slayer taste in my mouth."

Willow looked on as Spike walked outside into the night, where he was grabbed by Buffy who twisted his left arm behind him, before she and Giles took him away. With only Xander and Anya left, Willow closed her eyes and turned around before looking at Xander who had his hands in his pockets. She then turned towards Anya who had her arms crossed over her chest.

"You could have killed us, you know?" Anya scolded as Willow looked down onto the floor, "what were you thinking?"

"Anya, it's alright. We're all safe now, see," said Xander, staring at the despair on Willow, who looked back up at him. It was the same look that she gave him all those years ago when they were in Kindergarten and she had broken a yellow crayon.

"No, Xander," said Anya as she looked back at her boyfriend, and then back at Willow. Eyes on Willow, Anya said, "you're dealing with powerful magics that you couldn't control. You almost got my Xander killed."

"I'm sorry," said Willow softly.

"I'm going home," said Anya as she walked past Willow before turning back and telling Xander to follow her.

"I'm coming, I'll meet you outside" replied Xander as Anya huffed, and walked out of the crypt. Meanwhile, Xander stepped towards Willow, "Will, I know you're hurting."

"I'm sorry," Willow whispered as she looked into Xander's eyes, "I didn't mean it. I just wanted to get rid of this pain in my heart. I never thought it would hurt anyone."

"Well," replied Xander with a shrug, "at least I know what it's like to be a magnet. Although I'd prefer if you wished I was a ladies magnet… not like the love spell incident though… I mean a magnet for the ladies."

Willow stared at her oldest friend and knew that he was deeply disappointed in her, despite hiding it behind jokes. Her lips trembled before she looked back down and wiped her eyes.

"Will," said Xander softly as her shoulders trembled. He put both hands gently on Willow's shoulders before telling her to give the others some time. That this was something no one expected, and that everything would be back to normal in a few days, "come by Giles' place tomorrow, Will."

"He hates me, Buffy and Anya hate me," whispered Willow as she looked up at Xander, "I can see in your eyes that you hate me too."

"Willow," Xander shook his head.

"I'll go home, Xand," Willow said as she turned and slowly walked away wiping her eyes. She walked past Anya, and apologized once again before she headed home.

Back in her room, Willow felt she betrayed her friends. She knew this mess began with her broken heart due to her werewolf boyfriend, Oz, cheating on her with Veruca, a female werewolf. It would be followed swiftly with Willow and Oz breaking up, and then Oz leaving Sunnydale without so much as a goodbye.

Between her breakup, the hours-old incident with the wish spell resulting in her angry friends, and with her parents in Europe for a lecture tour; Willow felt as if she was alone in Sunnydale.

In her room, she now regretted staying in Sunnydale following their disastrous high school graduation. She had offers to go to some of the top schools in the country like MIT, Cal Tech, Harvard, and Princeton. Instead, she chose to stay close to her friends by going to U C Sunnydale.

At that very moment, with all the things happening around her, Willow just wanted to get out of Sunnydale forever. She didn't care where, as long as it was out of the city. She couldn't take it anymore.

'I hurt my friends,' thought Willow to herself, 'I hurt the people who trusted me.'

"I'm so tired," Willow whispered, alone in the darkness of her room. She leaned her head back against the wall, wiping the tears that streamed down her face with both her hands.

She couldn't help but think back to when she nearly cast a spell to make Oz and Veruca hate each other after discovering they slept together, even if it was when they were both in their werewolf forms. Willow brought her head into her hands as she straightened her legs and recalled Oz's roommate calling her a day earlier about Oz having had all of his belongings moved to wherever he was staying. Even Oz's roommate didn't know where he was going.

Willow had rushed to her ex-boyfriend's house and knocked on the door. She needed to see for herself. Oz's former roommate had let her in, apologizing while stepping to one side. Willow ran into the house and went to Oz's old room. Swinging the door open, Willow stared into the room with a look of despair. Except for the bed, a dresser, a chair, and a study table, everything else was gone. Her love was really gone. So later that night, after returning to her dorm room, Willow cast a spell. A spell she hoped would heal her broken heart, a spell that would make her will be done.

It backfired spectacularly.

Willow continued wiping the tears from her eyes as she recalled Giles becoming blind, Xander becoming a magnet for all sorts of demons and creatures, and Buffy and Spike nearly getting married. She could not forget the looks from her friends after everything they had been through that night.

"They hate me," said Willow to herself, "despite what Xander said, they hate me. They may forgive me eventually, but they'll have a part that'll always hate me. A part that'll always fear me."

As she thought about what happened, Willow knew that changes needed to be made. So she spoke out loud... a form of self-affirmation... as she came to a fateful decision: she was going to leave Sunnydale. "I don't belong here. I stayed for others, I didn't stay for me. I want a new life, a different life than the one I'm in right now. I wish I could go somewhere I would feel needed for being me. I want to be around people who want me for me, somewhere I don't need to use magic to cause other's pain. Somewhere where I can have a normal life. "

Once she said the words, she felt a cold knot in her stomach as her eyes went wide open.

"No," whispered Willow as she tried to recall if she had earlier, in the crypt, said the exact words that would have reversed the entire spell itself, and not just the effects it had on her friends. However, before she could open her mouth to say anything else, Willow felt herself falling backward into a dark blue twisting tunnel. She felt herself moving faster and faster until she reached the end and made a hard landing on top of a red table. Willow could barely made out surprised and worried voices from where she landed before losing consciousness.

SGC, Briefing room, 2315 hours.

SG1 was having a briefing with General George Hammond about their mission to P6X-398. This planet was mostly an agricultural society with villages spread over great distances. However, the ground was rich in Naquada deposits, which made it essential that Stargate Command had a treaty going with the locals to mine the precious mineral in exchange for medical and agricultural technology.

Suddenly, the room started to shake violently. Everyone got up and rushed over to the briefing room window so that they could check on the Stargate, but there were no tell-tale signs of an incoming wormhole. Then, as everyone stared at the Stargate with looks of confusion, there was a loud thud on the long conference table behind them.

"Woah, Woah, what the heck?" Exclaimed Colonel Jack O'Neill, turning around and staring in surprise at the red haired girl lying unconscious on the table. He quickly rushed towards the table to check on her before asking some much needed questions, specifically how she managed to appear out of thin air.

"Where did she come from?" asked a blonde in Air Force BDU's as she looked on in shock, along with Daniel and Teal'c.

"Medical team to the briefing room!" yelled General George Hammond into a nearby wall mounted phone.

Colonel O'Neill checked for a pulse on the mysterious girl's neck. He was relieved as he looked up at the General and nodded his head.

"Sir, she has a pulse but her skin is very cold. We need to get her to the infirmary."

"Frasier's on the way," replied General Hammond.

"Ok, what's going on?" Dr. Janet Fraiser said as she rushed into the briefing room through an adjacent hallway with a gurney and two nurses behind her. She glanced at the female lying on her side, on the conference table, and said, "Oh my god, what happened?"

"No idea, Doc. She just dropped in out of nowhere," said the Colonel as he picked up the redhead into his arms, and then placed her gently on the gurney.

"Okay, let's get her to the infirmary!"

SGC, Infirmary

After her sudden appearance in the briefing room, the mysterious redhead had a guard posted at the doors to the infirmary. It was two hours later that she slowly began to open her eyes. At first everything was blurry, then her eyesight started to clear up and she managed to take a look at her surroundings. There was an I-V line that went into her arm, and a machine that was measuring her heartbeat and oxygen level. She then noticed a red haired woman at the doorway talking to a guard with a huge machine gun.

"Oh no, what did I get myself into now," Willow asked herself before the short red haired woman noticed she was awake, and started walking towards her.

"Why hello there, my name's Dr. Fraiser. What's yours?"

"Um... hi. My name's Willow. Willow Rosenberg."

"Nice to meet you, Willow. Do you know where you are? "

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't be here. Please don't be angry at me, I just wanna go home." Willow was terrified, she had no idea what she had gotten herself into. Where was she? Why where there people with guns? Was she still in Sunnydale? What did she fall into? Where did It spit her out?

"Easy, easy. Calm down Willow. You're safe here. You had a slight concussion and some bruises on your arms and legs" explained the doctor.

In a trembling voice, Willow asked where she was.

"Well Willow, I'm not able to answer that yet," answered Fraiser. She continued, "But I have some friends here who have a few questions to ask you. Are you up for it?"

"Ummmm... Ok. I guess it should be okay. Are they angry at me?" asked Willow with some trepidation in her voice.

"Well, they are curious about how you ended up here."

Willow felt a bit more comfortable after Dr. Frasier reassured her in a motherly tone of voice that she would remain nearby. Willow nodded her head. "I'll be right back alright? "

Dr. Frasier went to talk to General Hammond who was waiting right outside the infirmary - Willow managed to catch a glimpse of him.

After waiting for a while, Willow watched the man came in with four other people behind him. "Hello young lady, my name is General Hammond and I'm the leader of this facility. These people are Colonel Jack O'Neill, Major Samantha Carter, Dr. Daniel Jackson, and that is Murray".

"Hey kid, so nice of you to drop in on us like that," said the Colonel.

General Hammond rolled his eyes before asked Willow, "Miss, there was no identification on your self. Who are you?"

Although it sounded like a question, Willow felt as if it was a command. She could lie about who she is, but was afraid she would be in trouble. She glanced at the uniforms General Hammond and the others were wearing.

'Air Force,' Willow thought to herself, her gaze sweeping over the two words on the clothes they were wearing, 'I'm in an Air Force base?' She could lie, but she was afraid she would get into more trouble.

She didn't want to get into trouble with any Air Force officials, so she answered. "My name is Willow Rosenberg. I'm from Sunnydale, California. I'm nineteen years, old and I study at U C Sunnydale."

"So how did you get here?" asked Major Carter.

This was going to be harder to answer, or easier; depending on the perspective. After all, Willow just appeared on the table, how could she come up with a story that doesn't include magic in one way or another. They wouldn't believe her if she said she somehow sneaked onto a base, and then sneaked past many Air Force personnel, before somehow sneaking into the briefing room, and then lay on a table. Willow gazed at each person staring back at her, they would not believe her 'sneaking onto base story.'

She supposed the truth would have to do.

"I... ah.. made a wish?" said Willow nervously.

"A wish? You made a wish?" said Daniel. "You mean a wish as in..."

"A wish to be somewhere else." Willow finished Daniel's sentence. She couldn't help but wonder why these people were not freaking out. "I.. ah... cast a spell that would grant my wish. There was an accident with that same spell earlier and things went wrong and my best friends got hurt before I could reverse the spell. And then I reversed the spell, at least, I think I reversed it but I guess I didn't reverse it. I just reversed the effects and not the spell itself and…"

"Easy kid," the Colonel, "take a breather."

Willow looked up at the man and took a deep breathe to calm herself down before she started to speak again.

"My friends were angry at me. I went home, and made a wish to be somewhere else. I'm sorry, I got here by accident, and I just wanna go home," said Willow to the stunned faces of the people in front of her. Teal'c, or Murray, which was his cover name, just cocked his head to the left and raised an eyebrow.

"Hold on there, did you say spell? As in magic spell?" asked Major Carter, disbelief in her voice.

"Yes, I swear it was an accident," explained Willow.

Willow could see Major Carter about to open her mouth, as if to ask a question. But before she could, Dr. Frasier interrupted them. Since it was getting late, she asked everyone to leave since Willow need to eat something and then have some much needed rest.

"Very well Doctor, but since she is doing better, put her in one of our guest rooms until we can question her tomorrow. In the meantime, I need to inform my superiors about this incident. And I may very well have to come up with a better story than she just made a wish," said the General.

"Umm... General... there's no reason to tell anyone about this, is there? I mean, I would like to go home," Willow said.

General Hammond then cut her off abruptly, "I'm sorry, young lady, but I'm not able to do that now. You just appeared out of the air in the most secure facility on the face of this planet," he gently explained to her. "And until we find out more information, you have to stay in this facility."

"Ok..." said Willow, feeling slightly apprehensive.

Seeing how scared she looked, the Colonel tried to put her at ease, "Listen kid, all we wanna do is ask you some questions tomorrow. In the meantime, the guards here will escort you to a guest room. They'll bring some food over. You should try the cake. And you'll be able to sleep on a real bed. And don't be frightened of the General, he's really a teddy bear."

General Hammond shrugged his shoulders, and Willow's lips formed a small smile.

To be continued.