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: 1678
A/N: Remember that nifty little concept of Resurrected Our Thoughts being all the hell over the place, timeline wise? Yeah. Makes it really hard to remember what came first and who was on second. Next chapter will be about half of the Remi/Kit bits from there. As a funny side note, I had to flip through Night Play to remember if the Katagaria/Arcadians could transport people through time and space. There wasn't any of that in Ravyn's or Dev's story (but then those involved the moving of Dark-Hunters, which is verboden).

Let the Black Waves Roll
Save the Cheerleader, Lose Your Mind

Rina looked fucked the hell up. But she was grinning, despite the lost teeth. Motherfucker. If Kit didn't adore damn little Sammy Winchester, and if it wouldn't result in tears from Vi, Kit would definitely be fucking his shit up. Dawn was looking worried, her eyes flickering between her and Remi's faces.

And that would be because Remi looked ready to fuck someone's shit up for not covering Rina's six. Which Kit got, totally. He'd been there when they'd pulled Rina out of the tomb. He was a dick to about 90 percent of the population, his own sister included, but Rina got his respect and concern. Kit just kinda got his respect.

"I'm fine, y'all," Rina's grin made her heart hurt. "Be tip-top in the morning, promise. Sammy didn't mean it. He's all - odd. Didn't feel right. I don't think he's gone all dark-side, though. If he had, he'd a sliced me up, not have tried to make me road kill."

"He wasn't after Rina," Dawn fidgeted beside her.

"Who was he after?"

"Oddly enough, Quinn Fabray."

Kit noticed that Remi stiffened a bit at the mention of the teenaged girl's name. Coupled with the fact that it was his brother-who-slept-with-his-lover's name, and that they were in that uncomfortable-awkward stage after the bar debacle, she could understand his unease. She frowned at Rina.

"Save the cheerleader, save the world? Really, Rina? You couldn't be any more original?"

"C'mon, I always had a thing for Heroes," Rina grinned her broken tooth-grin and Kit found herself shaking her head.

"What's up with Sam?"

"We're not sure. He's gone - we've got Jenny tracking him in her Dad's ship," Dawn rolled her eyes.

"The Doctor?"

"Yep," Dawn shook her head. "I knew we should have chipped him. He turned off or ditched his cell."

"Willow can't magic-track him?"

"The Angels-we-have-heard-on-high have protected him from that sort of magical detection," Dawn looked ready to growl. "We're fucked."

"Why go after Quinn?" Remi rumbled from his corner. "Don't make sense."

"She's not protected," Rina answered into the echoing silence and slack jaws of both Dawn and Kit. "Adam, he's got Cassie covering his six. Puck and Beth are under the protection of a Goblin King. Dean and Ben are surrounded by slayers. Mari's got vampires protecting her. Quinn's got no one."

"Not at all?" Kit frowned, trying to figure out why Rina had chosen to protect the girl who meant nothing to her.

"Quinn's parents haven't had anything to do with her since her pregnancy came to light. She's been staying with the Hudsons', the Jones' and the Puckermans' since then," Dawn looked angry.

"She's been crashing at the slayer's HQ off and on since she had the baby. And kind of crashing at Brittany's place since then."

"Too many names that mean nothing to me," Kit rolled her eyes at Rina, who gave her the 'uh, duh, get with it' look. "I've been dealing with Mandy and Lisa dragging boys home. I skim Dawn's emails."

"Hey!"

"I've hated teenage drama since I was one," Kit shook her head.

"We've been trying to find someone in her family to take her in, but her mother and father want nothing to do with her. She can't even reach her older sister," Dawn sighed. "We're trying to find a relative, but if we can't, she could go into the system."

"Shit. And now a possessed Sam Winchester is after her because she's the weakest link in the convoluted Winchester family bubble. Where are you gonna stash her until you find him?"

She knew it was a stupid question to ask the second after she'd asked it. Because Rina, Dawn and Remi were all looking at her like she was an idiot.

"Sanctuary? Are you fucking kidding me?"

Quinn Fabray glared at Noah 'Puck' Puckerman and his girlfriend Rachel Berry-Williams. It was all their fault she was stuck in this situation. Both of them were danger magnets. A pang of guilt hit her for a second. Rina had gotten hurt because of her. Of course, had Puck's half-brother not been trying to kill her then Rina would never have had to push her out of the way of the oncoming car.

"I don't understand why I'm still here," Quinn shook her head in annoyance.

"Because Dawn's trying to find someone to protect you," Rachel rolled her eyes at her as she explained it for the tenth time.

"Sam Winchester skipped town. Why do I need protection?" Quinn sneered at her.

"Cause Sam's sneaky when he gets possessed," Puck answered her, giving her a glare. "And Dawn's pretty sure she's got a good safe haven lined up for you."

"And will you all be going to safe havens to protect you?" Quinn snapped.

"My - my father's taking care of us," Rachel squeezed Puck's hand and gave him a dopey look she'd once reserved for Finn Hudson.

"You, Beth, and Puck," Quinn gave another disgusted shake of her head. Her baby, the baby's father, and her number one frenemy. How so very Jerry Springer of them. "Lovely."

"Jareth is also protecting my mother and my dads," Rachel muttered.

"So I just get tossed off on whoever happens to be available to take me in. Like a lost puppy? No thanks, I think I'll stay where I am."

"The slayers couldn't keep you safe," Puck glared at her. "And nobody in Glee can keep you safe."

"So who are they planning on tossing me to?"

"Rina's Watcher," a new, low, female voice came from behind them. Quinn turned to face the woman, who had to be about Dawn's age. Her dark golden brown hair was pulled back by two clips at her temples. A light brown plaid shirt was unbuttoned to reveal a dark tank top, and her dark jeans ended in high brown boots. "Kit Holburn. And a Bear."

"You always gonna introduce me that way?"

A growl rumbled from behind Kit, and a powerfully built man with dark, curling blond hair stepped up behind her. Kit rolled her eyes at his tone, which made Quinn smirk a bit. Power radiated from him. Nine months ago, Quinn wouldn't have been able to feel that. Close proximity to Rachel, Cassie and Brittany had developed that lovely talent she now had. Which was why she had known to back away from Sam Winchester when he'd approached her, Rina and Santana the other day.

"Shapeshifter?" Quinn asked, not sure what possessed her to ask that. She was rewarded with a smirk from Kit.

"Somethin' like that," Kit frowned at her. "I might not have to beat you up for getting my girl hurt."

"Kid could probably take you," the Bear - what was his name, had Kit said it? - glowered at her. "And it's nothing like that."

"Your alter ego is a two ton bear. How is it nothing like that?" Kit glanced back at him. "I'm not doing that whole racist thing you like to do in the Bayou, Cajun. We're gonna have to agree to disagree. Even if I'm right."

"You gonna slap anymore stereotypes in there, California?" the Bear shook his head.

"Remi, I swear to God, if you -" Kit puffed out an annoyed breath, making her eyes cross for a moment. This was her protection detail? A powerless woman and a bear, who flirted like crazy with each other.

"Sam Winchester should have run me over with the car," Quinn shook her head and bent to grab her bag.

~*~
Sanctuary

It had been decided that Kit and Quinn would move into Sanctuary temporarily. Nothing, not even suped-up Sammy Winchester could hurt a fly on Sanctuary grounds. Karma, most likely in the form of Savitar, would bitch-slap the hell out of anyone who tried to violate the magic surrounding the bar.

That solved one of Kit's problems. It did not solve the other fifteen rolling around in her head, the chief of them being the fact that she had no flipping clue on how to deal with a sixteen-going-on-seventeen year old girl who's family had abandoned her and had recently given up her firstborn child.

"So, your brothers have been teenagers for a couple of centuries, you have any parenting tips?" Kit muttered to Remi.

"It's a miracle Cody and Kyle are even breathing," Remi huffed.

"Wow, you're gonna be no help at all," Kit shook her head at him.

"Children seek but one thing, you know," a low, accented voice said from the end of the bar. A dark haired woman popped a roasted-peanut into her mouth with an utterly rapturous look. Kit felt herself blush a bit at the pleasure she took in the act of eating a peanut. "They crave attention and compassion. Young Miss Fabray is clearly lacking in those things."

"I'm her bodyguard, not her mommy," Kit snorted, noting the tension that seemed to be vibrating over Remi's shoulders. He'd also put himself in front of her, which was just odd as hell.

"I'll not harm your human, Peltier," the woman's round face broadened with her smile. "That was never my style. And she hardly suits my followers qualifications."

"Okay, what's going on?" Kit glanced between the two of them, clearly missing something.

"She's vibrating," Quinn chose that exact moment to return from the bathroom with Aimee, who'd shadowed the young human.

"Ah, now there is one only recently removed from my tender care," the woman looked saddened by this fact. "She would have been highly valued back in my day for her purity and her beauty."

"Hestia, the goddess of the hearth," Kit took a deep breath. Explained so much about her rapture with the peanut.

"The oldest of the Gods, and the one always given the best bits of the feast first," Hestia shook her head. "Sadly, also always the Goddess to go home alone at the end of the feast."

"A Greek goddess having a pity party," Kit blinked. "Sanctuary is so fucked up."

"It's only Tuesday. You should see the weekend crowd."