Aug 02 – One Truth

Chapter Summary: Somebody rescues Buffy with a song. **Part of the 2018 LiveJournal's Twisted Shorts FaD** challenge.

Challenge: for the livejournal 2018 August Fic-a-Day Challenge.

Timeline: After Daniel's first ascension for SG-1; "Once More With Feeling" for BtVS

A/N: This collection will be based on songs I hear (or you suggest) that tie into a particular scene – canon or made up.

Disclaimer: BtVS/AtS characters belong to Joss Whedon/Mutant Enemy. Stargate SG-characters belong to Brad Wright, Jonathan Glassner, et al. I claim no rights to any copyrighted material. Please do not copy or take this story without my permission. Song "You're Still You" is sung by Josh Groban and I felt this was the perfect song for this situation.

The Bronze

As Buffy started smoking from her frenetic dancing, the music serving as the score to her imminent demise suddenly stopped. It was replaced by the swell of a string orchestra, and a man stepped into the room and began to sing to her.

"Through the darkness, I can see your light…"

As he approached her, he held out his hand for her to take. It felt strangely intimate to the Scoobies and the people who followed the stranger. He was making love to her with his words, trying to heal her wounded spirit.

Buffy's sung confession of feeling like she was expelled from heaven was heartbreaking but listening song to this felt like more of an intrusion of a deeply personal moment between her and this man.

"You walk past me, I can feel your pain…"

Suddenly she pulled away from him, unwilling to accept his comfort, but he went after her and gently ran his fingers down her arm. He pulled her back into his embrace through his melody.

"And in this cruel and lonely world, I found one love…"

The tenderness that poured out of him broke past her shell and she started sobbing in his arms. His voice caressed her just as surely as his hands did, letting her purge the pain she had been bottling up since her resurrection.

"…After all, you're still you."

When he was done, he softly kissed her forehead and just held her until she was ready to speak.

Buffy's POV

"And you will always shine, and I can feel your heart in mine…"

Buffy looked at the man coming towards her. She was certain that she had never met him before, but he felt so familiar…so peaceful. She wanted to lose herself in him and shut out the world.

But she couldn't trust that feeling; it had been snatched away before, and if it happened again, she wouldn't survive it this time. So she pulled away from him, fighting the urge to return.

She was too dirty and wrong and broken to accept his love and comfort.

"And I believe in you, although you never ask me to…"

When he wouldn't let her go, she broken down. Everything she couldn't allow herself to feel with the others, he pulled out of her. It was like one of those medical procedures where you had to bleed the poison out of the body to save a life.

"I will remember you and what life put you through…"

After he finished singing, she looked up into his blue eyes and asked softly, "Were you there?"

Knowing what she was referring to, he shook his head, saying, "I wasn't in the same place as you, but I was in a similar circumstance and I used some of my time to learn about you. When I came back, I knew I had to find you."

"Is it as painful for you?" she wondered aloud.

"No, but that's probably because of the difference in where we both were," he said softly.

"What's your name?" she finally got around to asking.

His smile made her both happy and sad. "Daniel Jackson and I would like very much to help you."

"How do you mean?" Buffy was starting to get a little suspicious.

"If you need somebody to yell at, I'm your man. I'd prefer not to be your punching bag, since I'm not as good at healing as you, but I think my friend over there wouldn't mind sparring with you," Daniel said, pointing to Teal'c, who bowed his head in respect. "We have some pretty good resources we can use to track down your father and force him to help you out financially."

"What do you get out of this?" she demanded.

"We get to know that we've helped somebody who's had a very hard life but still manages to be a hero for humanity," Daniel replied sincerely.

Across the room

Seeing that Buffy and Daniel didn't even notice the demon's departure, Jack moved over to Giles, who he assumed was the leader of this group, and asked, "How are you going to help her?"

Giles looked over the man who came in with the man holding Buffy, then replied brusquely, "I don't know who you are or what business it is of yours."

Fighting the urge to either grin or hit the guy, Jack responded, pointing at the center of the room, "Colonel Jack O'Neill, and that's my best friend comforting your friend. Daniel explained what he knew about Buffy's life…and return, and anyone with two brain cells to rub together can tell she's in serious need of some help."

"Buffy is far more resilient than you think, Colonel O'Neill. And I thank you to keep the military out of our affairs again," Giles snapped. The last thing any of them needed was the Initiative poking their noses into anything.

"I'm not here on behalf of the military. I gotta say, though, that nobody's that resilient. She needs a break before she does…break, that is. If she doesn't get one, best case scenario, you might as well re-dig that grave of hers."

"And the worst case?"

"That you have to dig a bunch of others if she snaps before she goes out in a psychotic rage," Jack warned.

"Her duty doesn't allow…" Giles started.

"Screw her 'duty', man!" Jack interrupted, finally pissed off. "If you care about her at all, you'll give her time – not only to recover from what she just went through – but also to give her a damn vacation from the hell her life has been for the last several years!"

"Again, I must ask what business this is of your?" Giles inquired warily, feeling defensive.

Jack sighed, forcing himself to calm down. "Danny cares about her, and if that isn't enough of a reason for me to care, then there's the fact she's important to the world. She needs to be strong to keep it safe, and that won't happen if she stays here now."

Giles raised an eyebrow at that comment and snipped, "So you think she should go with you?"

"God, no!" Jack answered. "She doesn't know us! But she needs to go somewhere she feels safe and cared for. If there's anything we can do to help, of course we will, but this should come from her friends and family…don't you think?" he asked pointedly.

Looking at his Slayer, Giles considered not only what he witnessed tonight, but also what he had seen since his return. Maybe forcing her to stand on her own two feet was the wrong approach. If he worded it correctly, he might be able to get the Council to assist.

He knew there wasn't another Slayer Called when she died last spring, so unless Faith was released from jail – or broke out – there wasn't another Slayer to take over if Buffy died again. That might be enough of an incentive for the Council to do something.

At the very least, he should try.

A/N: Not exactly happy, but certainly hopeful. Has to be an improvement over yesterday, right? Alright, so suggestions on either guardians for Buffy for yesterday's story or songs/situations for this series of ficlets?