(I admit that I'm taking a few liberties in the fact that Ethan is coming across as somewhat more powerful)

M had given James and Xander the faxes that had come through. They sat and skimmed through them before putting them in the shredder.

Xander shook his head. "That was.... weird. Though, a little tame compared to the usual."

James blinked. "Tame?"

"Well, you've got to admit, a snapping chair is a little humorous. And the officers on site are still trying to shut the silverware up long enough to figure out what's going on."

They got into an elevator and headed down to Q branch's level. When they got off, they saw Q standing on the far side of the room. As they made their way over, a tech walked by. He looked over, and blanched.

"Not you! Not again!" Then he ran out of the room.

Xander sighed. "It's not like Willow is here or anything."

"You were the one that triggered the missile and hit Angel."

"Yeah, but she's the one that hit the poor guy in the rear."

"Ah Double 0 Seven, and Xander. I've been expecting you."

"Hello Q."

Q walked over, adjusting something as he did.

Q looked at the two. "I'm afraid that things will have to be more subtle here than in Sunnydale. You can continue to use the special explosive belts as a last resort. The crossbows however, even with their small size, are still risky."

"I take it you've got something better?"

"Not exactly. I've loaded a few handguns with a similar type of ammunition to the one in your shotguns. It will require more precise marksmanship however." Q handed over two .44 magnums.

James and Xander checked to make sure they were in good condition.

"The safety is located in the standard spot. James will help you become familiar with it so you can have it ready for use fairly quickly."

James nodded. "What about transportation?"

Q gestured. In the far section was a silver car similar to the ones in Sunnydale. "I've added a surveillance drone, and loaded it with a flamethrower weapon just in case. However, the ammunition won't last more than a 30 second burst."

Xander grinned. "Can you have someone put one in Sunnydale?"

"I've already done so."

- - - - - - -

Xander and James got out at the restaurant, and walked forward. They flashed the ID's and were let in after they were crosschecked with headquarters.

They both blinked at the sight of a few officers standing around a hopping chair. They had managed to get ropes around it and were holding them tight without any slack.

Two others were staring slack jawed at a set of silverware that was conversing about a few of England's obsolete laws.

Xander walked around the restaurant while James talked. When he walked up to one table, he noticed an interesting mark on it. It wasn't familiar, but then he wasn't exactly versed in everything. When he looked at the chair, he noticed the same mark.

"Bond."

"Harris?"

"Come look at this."

- - - - - -

Ethan had been asked a few questions, then he was let go. He walked to a hotel a few blocks away, and checked in. He went upstairs and lay down on the bed. Then he laughed softly. Ah yes, it was going to be fun. It'd be even more fun if people never figured out that the chair had once been a biker. As for the talking silverware, he'd let the bartender and waitress go back to normal after a week or so.

Next on his agenda, was giving the watcher's council a little trouble. After all, they were getting lazy. And laziness didn't make for interesting chaos. He'd just have to have a few words with the local demons. Maybe even inspire them to terrorize the city. Even better, the people would acknowledge the existence of the supernatural, and panic would set in.