Title: Let the Black Waves Roll
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: I do not own: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and the Dark-Hunters (Glee or Supernatural)
Summary: This is what happens when a Watcher of average abilities is forced into tight quarters with a Bear who's faced numerous heartaches. Sanctuary will never be the same.
Words: 1535
A/N: In which Remi redeems himself for being an utter ass. (Because they are so not supposed to be to the bedroom stage yet…) Can you tell who's been eating my brain again?

Let the Black Waves Roll
Safer to Ignore It

Remi was still cursing himself when Aimee punched him in the head three days later. Lisa and Mandy had come into Sanctuary once, only to glare at him before leaving for their patrol. Dev had even frowned at him, giving him a look like he was on suicide watch or something. But Kit had steered clear of Sanctuary for the remaining three days of Carlos & Connor's visit. And Remi had felt like the world's biggest asshole. This was why he gave humans a wide fucking berth. They caused nothing but havoc to his life.

She'd had to sit on Carlos, literally to keep him from committing suicide by bear. Connor - she'd thought about using her stun gun on him. He'd gotten all serious on her, and quiet. Which was never good. Quiet Connor equaled bad mean meeting a bad end. He'd been all serious when he'd stumbled upon her sitting on Carlos in the foyer.

"I'm sorry I put you in that place, Kit," Connor said when he hugged her goodbye as Carlos glared out of the passenger seat.

"You couldn't know he didn't want out of the friend zone, right?" Kit tried to play it off. She was a badass watcher who'd gotten her chest cavity a little dented. She could still fake a smile for one of her best friends.

"Kit -"

"Knock off the girly shit, Connor. I'm a big girl, and getting turned down when I was drunk and vulnerable is a good thing. Really," and she would keep on pretending that it didn't feel like her heart was imploding with every beat. "Tell Summers to send my kid back already, when you gatecrash at Buffy's place, okay?"

"Rina's been whiny," Carlos said through the open window.

"Of course she has," Kit grinned. "I'm an awesome watcher."

"You are," Connor gave her another one of those creepy penetrating looks.

"Stop fucking me with your eyes, Con," Kit grinned at him. "We both know I'm not your type."

"He's definitely into Cougars," Carlos cracked, which earned him a killer stare from Connor.

"Try not to kill him, Con," Kit shook her head. That boy had a death wish. "I need him to be all unbroken for me."

"I can't guarentee that, Kit."

"Then swing by Lima and get Vi to play mediator. She should be on Slayer swing duty soon."

"I do like Vi," Connor grinned. "But maybe we should get Rona."

"You're the spawn of Satan," Carlos glared at him and held his hand up in a cross.

"Just the spawn of Angelus," Connor's eyes glanced to the left. "You gonna be okay, Kitten?"

The nickname threw her off guard. Connor never did nicknames. Except with Dawn, but that was because they both knew it irritated Buffy and Angel. Which meant he was trying to irritate someone - and fuck, it was probably Remi.

A glance over her shoulder gave her heart a quick seize. Until she realized it wasn't Remi watching her. It was Dev. The fact that she could tell the difference between the identical Quads made her shake her head. She was too fucking obsessed with that damn bear.

Connor, however, had not been able to decipher the difference between the brothers. Which explained the quick kiss he'd pressed to her lips and the very unsubtle ass squeeze he gave her. It made her laugh.

"Just the reaction a poor sap hopes to get from a pretty lady," Connor grinned at her.

"Thanks, Con," Kit gave him the first genuine smile she'd managed to scrape up the last three days. "Now get outta here."

"Yes, ma'am."

She watched them pull away from the curb. Part of her was sad to see them go, but Connor would only make things worse, and Carlos - he'd get himself killed. Kit waved until they disappeared and turned to face Dev.

"Dev," she nodded at him.

"We missed you at Sanctuary, cher," Dev gave her a smile that was probably meant to be devastating. Would have been if it had a. been Remi giving it or b. if she didn't know how much he loved Sam.

"Aimee misses me giving Remi shit," she shook her head. "I've been gone three days. I've have company I've had to manage."

"You know Remi's - hell, Kit, you know how he is," Dev shook his head.

"You think I'm staying away because of Remi?" Damn, they must all know. She was so stupid over that bear. "I told you, Dev, I've had my hands full with Connor and Carlos."

Let him interpret that any way he chose. And let him scurry back and tell Remi that I've been fucking my brains out with Connor. Because they'll believe that. She was an idiot.

"Can we take this inside?"

"Do you have a death wish now?" Kit crossed her arms over her chest. "Cause I don't, and Samia's the kinda chick who'll cut a bitch for messing with what's hers."

"Who you think sent me here, cher?"

"Cut the Cajun charm," Kit gave him a disgusted look. "Fine, get in here. Although, I have no idea why you or Sam want anything to do with me."

"It's about my thick-headed brother," Dev muttered.

"You do realize you're gonna have to be more specific, right?"

"Eh, it's a family trait," he shrugged. "Now, let me explain why my anger-management failure of a brother is talkin' 'bout settin' off to his camp."

"Your accent's getting thicker, Dev. Why is Remi retreating?"

"Cause of Quinn, cause of Becca. Cause of you."

Kit pulled up sharp. She hadn't met all four of the Quads. She'd never met Quinn, but she'd only summed that up to the fact that he mated and trying to protect his pregnant mate. Who the fuck was Becca? And what did she have to do with Remi being - oh, fuck.

"I have a bad feeling," Kit muttered, sitting back against the sofa back. Images of Dev shooting Remi pointed looks every time he tried to trick her into thinking he was Remi. The dark, curling blonde hair and stubble were the same because apparently none of the Peltiers' believed in owning a fully functional razor. And their blue eyes were the same shade, but Remi held himself more wound. Dev was recently mated to a Dark-Huntress. He had that satisfied-as-hell look down pretty damn pat.

"Remi loved Becca. And one night, she -" Dev looked uncomfortable. "She mistook Quinn for Remi. Fate fucked them all royally."

"Becca's Quinn's mate. And Remi has been in love with her for how long? Centuries? You guys live for centuries. That's not a fresh hurt. It didn't just happen a couple of years ago -" Kit's throat closed in at the idea.

"I just wanted you to know what you're getting with Remi."

"A suicide watch?" Kit shook her head, not believing her luck with men. "Cause that's what you've all been watching me for, isn't it? Letting me look like an idiot, fawning over him? He's emotionally stunted because the love of his life is chained to his identical brother. Un-fucking-believable."

Kit couldn't help the hysterical laugh that escaped her. It was just her luck. She should have just grabbed a random stranger at the bar that night. It would have been more bearable than waking up in Remi's bed knowing he wanted nothing to do with her ever. Dev looked uncomfortable, like he wasn't sure what to do with a basket case. Luckily, he was saved by the bell.

"Where there's gold, there's a gold digger. Where there's gold, there's a gold digger -"

"What the fuck do you want, Kennedy?" Kit snapped as she answered the call.

"You're girl's been hurt," Kennedy's voice was quiet.

"What happened to Rina?" Kit pushed to her feet, her hands shaking.

"Aw, hell," Dev muttered, pulling out his own phone and spinning away from her. Kit couldn't focus on why he was freaking out, Rina was hurt.

"Sammy Winchester went off the reservation," Kennedy spat across the line.

"Sam? Why? No way would he hurt a slayer," Kit couldn't wrap her head around it. "He wants in Faith's pants too damn much. And he's tight with Vi." Who was in her own personal hell of the friend zone with the hunter.

"Somebody popped him. He was all weird about family or something."

"What's wrong with Rina?" Kit found herself demanding again.

"She was with some of Dawn's kids from Lima. Guarding the littlest pervert in the Winchester family tree. He tried to run a girl down, and your slayer pushed her out of the way."

"Rina got hit by a car?" She fought demons on a regular basis, and yet Rina had been knocked low by a car.

"Look, we need you here stat. Dawn's getting a flight out for you now."

"I'll be there."

She was turning even as she snapped her phone closed. And there was Remi, magically there as if he'd been there instead of Dev, even though the other Peltier brother was still in the room with her.

"You got faster transportation for me, Peltier?" Kit stalked towards the stairs.

"You know I do."