Title: The Hellmouth is Not Enough (Epilogue)
Author: Randall Stone
Disclaimer: All characters are belong to someone else.
Summary: England's newest secret agent draws Sunnydale duty.
Notes:
Spoilers: S1-3
Changes: Hopefully everything will be explained in the text. Bug
me if anything is confusing.
Continuity notes:
- S3 proceeded as written (I'm assuming a 'self-healing' view of
history, rather than a 'step on a butterfly and change
everything' view)
- Bond notes: The Connery movies happened, and all the events
from the book happened. None of the Moore, Dalton, or Brosnan
movies have happened. Instead, Bond moved into gradually less
physically demanding roles, finally winding up in an advisory
position for a decade or so before retiring. Think of him as
looking physically the way Connery did in Entrapment.
This is a fun fic, so I'll be playing a little fast and loose with
the characters. They should be recognizable, but I'm not making
any effort to match up with S4 canon.
Category: B/X
Rating: PG-14- nothing worse than what's on the show.
Feedback: Yes please.
*****
"There's our happy couple. They're getting off the ship now, with
the rest of the tour group." Graham lowered his binoculars. "I
must say, Ms. Summers is quite attractive."
Graham backpedalled under Forrest's glare. "For a woman, Mr. Grant."
Forrest nodded, then set about gathering up their equipment.
"Nice of them to arrive on time. Ready to go for a walk, Mr.
Miller?"
"Of course." Graham smiled. "You know how I hate leaving loose
ends untied, Mr. Grant."
---
"This cruise was a really good idea, Xander." Buffy sighed and
snuggled back into his arms. "I really needed a break."
The two of them had sneaked away from the rest of the tour group and
made their way up into the hills of the nameless Caribbean island.
While the rest of the group was busy touring sights of dubious
historical significance, Buffy and Xander were enjoying a beautiful
ocean view from a deserted cliff top.
"I'm glad you're enjoying it."
Xander took a quick look at his watch. Buffy caught the glance, and
looked at him questioningly.
"Are we going to get in any trouble for leaving the group?"
"No, the ship doesn't leave for another three hours." Xander
laughed. "Besides, what kind of trouble could we get into here in
the middle of nowhere?"
Buffy was chuckling along with Xander when they were interrupted by
the distinctive sound of a safety being released. Buffy and Xander
spun around simultaneously to see a slim black man standing next to
a large white man, each holding a pistol trained on the pair. The
two men were standing about ten feet apart, giving them each a good
line of fire covering any potential escape.
"Whoever you are, I'm afraid we're not carrying any money. We're
part of the-"
"Stow it, Harris." The black man commanded. "I'm not interested in
hearing anything from you just yet."
Forrest gestured with his gun. "Miss Summers, walk over to my
friend here."
Buffy slowly walked towards the pair. Graham kept her covered with
his pistol while he reached for the handcuffs on his belt. Forrest
kept his gun on Xander the whole time.
When Buffy reached Graham, she quietly held out her hands for him to
cuff. As he was putting the restraints on, Graham had to lower his
gun and glance down to see what he was doing. That was all the
opening that Buffy needed. A nifty left footed kick removed the gun
from his hand, and Buffy followed up the attack with two punches to
the gut, winding the big man.
Graham responded instinctively by charging at Buffy, closing the
distance between them to negate her speed advantage. Despite her
slayer strength, Graham's bulk was sufficient to bear them both to
the ground. They rolled around for a moment with neither one
clearly in control.
Forrest swung around in time to see them hit the ground, but
couldn't get a clean shot off with both combatants locked together
on the ground. Forrest realized that he had temporarily forgotten
about Xander and turned back just in time to see Xander finish
drawing his PPK and fire two rounds into his chest.
Buffy responded to the gunshots by clocking Graham upside the head
and springing to her feet. She smiled when she saw Xander standing
unhurt, and took a couple of steps towards him. When she saw his
eyes widen she immediately threw herself to the ground as he raised
his pistol and fired two more shots.
Buffy looked behind her to see that Graham had been dazed by her
punch, but not knocked out entirely. He had managed to stagger to
his feet and draw his hold out pistol from a leg holster.
Fortunately, Xander had shot him before he could bring his gun to
bear.
Realizing that the immediate danger was over, Buffy ran forward and
grabbed Xander in a tight embrace. After a moment, she pulled back
to look Xander in the eye.
"Is this sort of thing going to happen a lot?"
"At least it's a nice change of pace from all the demons, right?"
Xander grinned sheepishly.
Buffy nodded in agreement, then leaned forward to capture Xander's
lips in a passionate kiss. Just as Xander was beginning to respond,
she pulled back and giggled uncontrollably.
"Hey, what's so funny?"
"Oh, it's not you." Buffy managed to get out. "I was just trying
to imagine the look on Giles' face when he finds out you're a secret
agent."
---
THE END
of
The Hellmouth is Not Enough
but
Xander Harris will return
in
From Sunnydale, With Love
* * *
At least, he will if I get some feedback. Come on guys, if you took
the time to read this far, you can take the time to write a review.
--Randy
Author: Randall Stone
Disclaimer: All characters are belong to someone else.
Summary: England's newest secret agent draws Sunnydale duty.
Notes:
Spoilers: S1-3
Changes: Hopefully everything will be explained in the text. Bug
me if anything is confusing.
Continuity notes:
- S3 proceeded as written (I'm assuming a 'self-healing' view of
history, rather than a 'step on a butterfly and change
everything' view)
- Bond notes: The Connery movies happened, and all the events
from the book happened. None of the Moore, Dalton, or Brosnan
movies have happened. Instead, Bond moved into gradually less
physically demanding roles, finally winding up in an advisory
position for a decade or so before retiring. Think of him as
looking physically the way Connery did in Entrapment.
This is a fun fic, so I'll be playing a little fast and loose with
the characters. They should be recognizable, but I'm not making
any effort to match up with S4 canon.
Category: B/X
Rating: PG-14- nothing worse than what's on the show.
Feedback: Yes please.
*****
"There's our happy couple. They're getting off the ship now, with
the rest of the tour group." Graham lowered his binoculars. "I
must say, Ms. Summers is quite attractive."
Graham backpedalled under Forrest's glare. "For a woman, Mr. Grant."
Forrest nodded, then set about gathering up their equipment.
"Nice of them to arrive on time. Ready to go for a walk, Mr.
Miller?"
"Of course." Graham smiled. "You know how I hate leaving loose
ends untied, Mr. Grant."
---
"This cruise was a really good idea, Xander." Buffy sighed and
snuggled back into his arms. "I really needed a break."
The two of them had sneaked away from the rest of the tour group and
made their way up into the hills of the nameless Caribbean island.
While the rest of the group was busy touring sights of dubious
historical significance, Buffy and Xander were enjoying a beautiful
ocean view from a deserted cliff top.
"I'm glad you're enjoying it."
Xander took a quick look at his watch. Buffy caught the glance, and
looked at him questioningly.
"Are we going to get in any trouble for leaving the group?"
"No, the ship doesn't leave for another three hours." Xander
laughed. "Besides, what kind of trouble could we get into here in
the middle of nowhere?"
Buffy was chuckling along with Xander when they were interrupted by
the distinctive sound of a safety being released. Buffy and Xander
spun around simultaneously to see a slim black man standing next to
a large white man, each holding a pistol trained on the pair. The
two men were standing about ten feet apart, giving them each a good
line of fire covering any potential escape.
"Whoever you are, I'm afraid we're not carrying any money. We're
part of the-"
"Stow it, Harris." The black man commanded. "I'm not interested in
hearing anything from you just yet."
Forrest gestured with his gun. "Miss Summers, walk over to my
friend here."
Buffy slowly walked towards the pair. Graham kept her covered with
his pistol while he reached for the handcuffs on his belt. Forrest
kept his gun on Xander the whole time.
When Buffy reached Graham, she quietly held out her hands for him to
cuff. As he was putting the restraints on, Graham had to lower his
gun and glance down to see what he was doing. That was all the
opening that Buffy needed. A nifty left footed kick removed the gun
from his hand, and Buffy followed up the attack with two punches to
the gut, winding the big man.
Graham responded instinctively by charging at Buffy, closing the
distance between them to negate her speed advantage. Despite her
slayer strength, Graham's bulk was sufficient to bear them both to
the ground. They rolled around for a moment with neither one
clearly in control.
Forrest swung around in time to see them hit the ground, but
couldn't get a clean shot off with both combatants locked together
on the ground. Forrest realized that he had temporarily forgotten
about Xander and turned back just in time to see Xander finish
drawing his PPK and fire two rounds into his chest.
Buffy responded to the gunshots by clocking Graham upside the head
and springing to her feet. She smiled when she saw Xander standing
unhurt, and took a couple of steps towards him. When she saw his
eyes widen she immediately threw herself to the ground as he raised
his pistol and fired two more shots.
Buffy looked behind her to see that Graham had been dazed by her
punch, but not knocked out entirely. He had managed to stagger to
his feet and draw his hold out pistol from a leg holster.
Fortunately, Xander had shot him before he could bring his gun to
bear.
Realizing that the immediate danger was over, Buffy ran forward and
grabbed Xander in a tight embrace. After a moment, she pulled back
to look Xander in the eye.
"Is this sort of thing going to happen a lot?"
"At least it's a nice change of pace from all the demons, right?"
Xander grinned sheepishly.
Buffy nodded in agreement, then leaned forward to capture Xander's
lips in a passionate kiss. Just as Xander was beginning to respond,
she pulled back and giggled uncontrollably.
"Hey, what's so funny?"
"Oh, it's not you." Buffy managed to get out. "I was just trying
to imagine the look on Giles' face when he finds out you're a secret
agent."
---
THE END
of
The Hellmouth is Not Enough
but
Xander Harris will return
in
From Sunnydale, With Love
* * *
At least, he will if I get some feedback. Come on guys, if you took
the time to read this far, you can take the time to write a review.
--Randy
