Author: Jedi Buttercup
Disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not. I claim nothing but the plot.
Summary: Angel/SG-1. Lilah knows she's already won. Double drabble.
Prompt: For the TTH FFA pairing, Lilah/Clone!Jack.
Notes: Set post "Not Fade Away" in the Angel-verse, about a year or so after SG-1 7.03 "Fragile Balance".
He's mouthy, petulant, and far too knowledgeable for his own good, but Lilah's dealt with his kind before and knows how to handle him. She's read his file, and her bargaining instincts have only gotten sharper since she died; she knows which buttons she'll have to push to acquire the 53-year-old teenager and his supposedly magical genetics for Wolfram and Hart, and she won't even have to lie to do it.
God bless those idiots that thought cutting Jack O'Neill, Junior Edition, off from everything he cared for was a good idea.
"We can give you back your team," she says with a winning smile.
He's still wary, but he's paying attention now, staring intently across the conference table. "How?" he demands, leaning forward in his chair.
"There's more than one way to clone a cat," she purrs, then taps a few keys on her laptop and turns the screen to face him. Three sleeping teenage forms are visible on its monitor, captured from a live digital camera feed.
He watches them for a moment, desperation burning in his eyes, then shakes his head.
"I'll need to see them in person," he hedges.
Lilah smiles. She knows she's already won.