Watcher Rivalries

By Riley

Rating: - PG-15.

Genre: - Angst. Humour. Drama. Romance. Episode Related.

Pairings: - Jenny/Giles. Slight Jenny/Wesley. Slight Jenny/Angel. Slight Willow/Xander. Slight Angel/Buffy. Slight Angel/Faith. Willow/Oz.

Disclaimer: - I do not own anything relating to Buffy the Vampire Slayer and I do not mean to infringe on any copyrights. I am not making any money from this. Any original ideas however are mine.

Note: - This is in response to challenge # 5 "Jenny meets Wesley", which I set on my list MsCalendar'sGroup. It is set during Bad Girls, Consequences and Enemies. Everything is the same timeline, except Jenny didn't die. Some of the dialogue and scenes are taken from the actual episodes "Bad Girls", "Consequences" and "Enemies" and played around with by me. Oh, and Angel finds out about the Mayor's ascension taking place on Graduation Day by himself (it isn't mentioned in this fic though. Just a little loose end I wanted to tie up.)

Jenny breezed through the double doors and into the library. Rupert was perched on the edge of the table, looking less than pleased. Another man, dressed in a 007 suit was unpacking books from a box. Both Rupert and the other man looked up at her. Giving the stranger a suspicious side glance, Jenny walked over to stand by Rupert's side. "I'm guessing this is the new Watcher, huh?"

"Er, yes," Rupert confirmed grimly. Jenny placed her arm around Rupert's shoulder and gently massaged it.

"And you are?" The man in the 007 suit asked.

Jenny gave him a look of dislike, and held up her left hand, saying, "Jenny Calendar, soon to be Giles."

The man looked slightly puzzled. Rupert rolled his eyes and put in, "My fiance."

"Oh! Right! I had no idea you were getting married Mr. Giles."

"Jenny, this is Wesley Wyndam Pryce," Rupert introduced.

Wesley stood erect and with a cheesy smile, held out his hand to Jenny. "Pleased to meet you Ms. Calendar."

Jenny didn't take the hand offered, but said, "Hmm, so you're the guy who's been given my fiance's job! Can't say it's nice to meet you."

Wesley looked stunned and spluttered, "I. . .erm, that is to say, I. . .I never meant to. . ."

"Relax, I know it's not your fault you got the job," Jenny said. "So, what experience do you have?"

"Ah! Well, I've already faced two vampires myself, in controlled circumstances of course."

"Really! That many, huh!"

"Yes, I told him he wouldn't find any controlled circumstances here in Sunnydale," Rupert added.

Jenny snorted. Turning to Rupert she whispered in his ear, "He'll be lucky if he makes it through the week!"

Rupert half smiled and whispered back, "My thoughts entirely."

Turning back to Wesley, she asked, "Have you met Buffy and Faith yet?"

Wesley blanched. "Er, yes, I have."

Jenny smiled back a laugh. "And what do you think of them?"

"They're erm, two very colourful girls."

Jenny and Rupert exchanged amused glances.

Wesley looked with interest at Jenny. "You work here?"

"Yeah, I teach computer science."

"Oh! Really? How fascinating." Wesley took a few steps eagerly towards Jenny.

She looked side-ways at Rupert, the look saying, 'Is this guy for real?' "Ookay, I'll be going now, Rupert. See you later." She kissed him on the cheek. Rupert stood and smiled 'bye' to Jenny. Turning back to Wesley, Rupert noticed that Wesley was absorbed in watching Jenny retreating from the library; in particular a part of Jenny, her backside. Rupert's insides began to boil. The bloody bastard! How dare he look at MY Jenny like that! Little snivelling job-stealing ponse. Well, if he thinks he's getting my woman as well, he's got another thing coming. . .Rupert had to seriously push down the urge to thump Wesley in the nose.

When Jenny had left the library, Wesley said, "A very nice woman. Yes, very nice."

"Yes." Rupert looked with undisguised loathing at Wesley.

"Yes a very feisty woman. I can see why you like her." Realising Giles had obviously seen him checking Jenny out, Wesley ducked his head down into a book. "Mmm."

- - -

The next evening

Giles and Jenny sprang apart from kissing as they heard footsteps. Seeing it was Wesley that had entered the library and not the students or other teachers, Jenny sat back down on Rupert's lap. Rupert placed his hand possessively on Jenny's bare knee and started to slide it up below her short skirt. He grinned inside as, obviously noticing, Wesley splutted into a slight coughing fit, eyes glued to the wrist that belonged to Rupert's hand that was caressing her bare thigh underneath her black skirt. Pulling his eyes away, Wesley stared at the bookshelf behind Rupert. "Er, Mr. Giles, I er need to have a word with you."

Rupert raised his brow. "Yes?"

"Perhaps in private?"

Giles frowned. "You can say whatever it is in front of Jenny."

Wesley seemed flusterd by Jenny's presence and very probably also because of the fact that Rupert's hand was still lost up Jenny's skirt and she was now nibbling on Rupert's earlobe. "Vvvery well. It's about your relationship with the Slayers. Buffy in particular."

"Yes?" Rupert asked tiresly.

"It seems to me, and I by no means want to criticise. . ."

"Really!" Rupert didn't sound convinced.

"I've observed that you appear to have an emotional attachment that isn't in the best interests of. . ."

Rupert cut in, "Are you insinuating that I have emotional problems?"

"No, no. It's just you are rather emotionally attached to Buffy. The Council believe it could be a liability."

"On the contary. It has proven to be an asset."

"Yes, but. . ."

"If you want to criticise my methods fine, just don't criticise my emotions. And while you're at it, don't criticise my methods."

"Mr. Giles, you've done well, but you're no longer the Watcher to the Slayer anymore. It's time for new blood."

Infuriated, Jenny couldn't keep quiet any longer. "Who the hell do you think you are coming in here and mouthing off?"

Wesley flinched at Jenny's temper. "I didn't mean to. . ."

"Insult Rupert? Undermine everything he's done here?"

"No, no. I never meant to insult anyone."

"Really? Well you've done a good job of it."

"Jenny I ne. . . "

"Ms. Calendar to you," Jenny put Wesley straight.

She felt Rupert tense. "If you think you're ready for it, why don't you start taking over now? Hmm?" Rupert said, and indicated to the vampires entering the library.