Title: Repercussions, Reactions and Retaliation Book IV
Author: The Bear!
Spoilers: None really, this is in the Triadverse AU and follows RR&R Book III (it’s about a month later)
Pairing: Willow/Buffy/Tara Joyce/Giles Dawn/Xander Faith/Non-BtVS Characters
Summary: An enemy begins a campaign to bring down the Scoobies; plus, the Watcher’s Council is coming to town, but I repeat myself.
Warnings: NC17 (People will be having hot, sweaty, sticky, kinky, yummy sex in this story! (This chapter also has some smut in it.) If that offends you, feel free to PISS OFF)
Disclaimer: If I owned ‘em, they’d have to show it on the Xstasy Network.
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Chapter 3
Quentin Travers squinted against the glare of the bright, southern California sun as he exited the jetway into the Sunnydale International Airport. “Loathsome place...” he muttered with a sneer as he took in his surroundings.
“Sir?” his aide asked hesitantly.
“America,” Quentin answered sourly. “Do you know what it is that makes this country such an execrable place?” he asked, his eyes not meeting the younger man’s, but rather surveying the people filling the concourse.
“Um, n-no sir?” Jeremy stammered.
“It’s all the Americans,” Quentin said with obvious distaste.
Jeremy laughed nervously.
He stared at his aide disdainfully until the younger man stopped laughing. “Come along Jeremy,” he said with a wearied sigh, walking toward the exit outside of which he could see a line of yellow cabs.
‘The sooner that I am ensconced in my hotel room, the sooner you can make some pathetic excuse and slink off to plan your ‘secret’ treachery,’ he thought with grim humor.
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“Yes, thank you Sara, I’ll let you know...I shall, you as well...goodbye then.” Giles hung up the phone and immediately began cleaning his glasses.
Xander looked away from the Watcher to Joyce and saw the slightly raised brow and pursed lips. ‘Looks like G-man’s in trouble,’ he thought with a smirk.
Looking to his lover he saw a similar smirk on her face. “Somebody’s in trouble...” she whispered to him quietly.
He just nodded his head in agreement and sat back to watch the show.
The hesitancy which Giles displayed in his slow movements back towards the other three made Xander’s smirk grow until he had to restrain himself from giggling.
“So...” Joyce began with an expectant tone in her voice. “Who’s Sara?”
“Yes, well...um,” Giles stammered as he began his response. “She’s, um, well...she’s the leader of the coven in Devon.”
“And...” Joyce prompted with a long, drawn-out word.”
Giles blushed slightly. “Um, well, she’s a...um, a long-time acquaintance of mine.”
“An old...friend?” Joyce asked with a wide smile.
‘Come on G-man!’ Xander thought exasperatedly. ‘Even I can see she’s baiting a trap here!’
“Um, well...yes,” Giles admitted. The look on his face was that of a man who knows he’s walking into dangerous territory, yet is seemingly unable to see any other path.
‘Oh you’re so gonna owe me,’ Xander thought before interrupting. “Why’d it take her so long to return your calls, G-man?”
He studiously ignored the look both Joyce and Dawn shot him, instead keeping his attention focused on Giles, and his own face as expressionless as possible.
“Ah! Well,” Giles fairly leapt on the subject change as a drowning man grasps for a life-preserver. “It seems that the entire coven is attending a week-long out-of-town conference. She’d only just checked for messages this afternoon.” The look of relief on his face was palpable.
“Bummer,” Xander offered.
“Actually, it may prove quite beneficial,” Giles continued, clearly preferring the present topic to the previous one. “The conference is here in the states.”
“Really? Where?” Dawn asked.
“Las Vegas, in fact,” Giles answered.
“Oh,” Dawn answered her tone ambivalent.
Xander put his arm around her and hugged her to his side. ‘Great, Vegas,” he thought. “There’s some happy memories.
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“Anya?” Jeremy’s tremulous call barely broke the stillness of the room. He shot a nervous glance at his watch before once again looking around the dimly lit space. “Anya, are you here? I-I realize that I’m a b-bit early...” he trailed off, wincing at his stammering voice.
“Did you bring it?” a hard, yet clearly feminine voice caused the watcher to squeak and jump.
He turned sharply to his left and could make out the silhouette of a woman in the doorway to another room. “O-oh, Anya...I-I...” he stuttered.
“The money, Jeremy,” Anya said, sounding perturbed. “Did you bring the money?”
Jeremy’s breath was taken away as she moved forward into the slightly better light of the room. “Yes,” he breathed, whether in answer to her question, or in response to the fact that she was wearing nothing but stockings and high-heeled shoes.
“How much were you able to steal from your boss, Mr. Travers?” she asked guilelessly.
Jeremy flushed in shame at the bluntness of her question. “I, uh, that is, I was able to divert, um...”
She put her fists on her hips and sternly reiterated, “How much, Jeremy!”
“Eighteen thousand...” he began, his voice hoarse with desire and disgrace.
“Only eighteen thousand? We talked about...” she began to sound angry.
“...pounds,” he completed his statement.
“Pounds?” she asked, immediately turning from anger to contemplativeness. “Hmm, today’s exchange is one point six four two to one...that’s just under thirty thousand U.S.”
He gasped again as she immediately moved toward him and dropped to her knees.
“Good job, Jeremy. Now we can begin the orgasms,” she said with a bright smile, unzipping his trousers and pulling his already erect cock out. She wasted no time with further pleasantries, but slid his member down her throat and began to work her head up and down, sucking strongly.
“Oh dear!” Jeremy gasped, dropping the folder in his hand and scattering papers all over the floor.
The watcher only managed to last for a minute or so before his eyes rolled back and he began spurting his cum into her mouth.
Anya gulped him down and pulled off of his rapidly deflating tool with a slurping pop. “That didn’t take long,” she commented. “I certainly hope you’ll last longer next time.”
Jeremy groaned weakly and struggled to remain standing.
“Come on then,” she said, standing up and grabbing his limp dick. “You can lick me to several satisfying orgasms while we wait for this to get hard again.”
With that she walked away, leading him by his flaccid prick into the other room.
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“So then, we are agreed—ten thousand for each?” Anya asked pleasantly.
“Yeah, I’ll do ‘em—half now, half after,” the less than reputable looking fellow said.
“I’m not sure...” Jeremy started, feeling uneasy about the entire process. “How do we know he won’t just keep the money?” he added in an aside to Anya.
“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Anya said brightly. “He was recommended very highly. Bob—he’s this Darmsaugen demon I know, anyway Bob promised to suck this guy’s entrails out through his nose if he didn’t successfully complete the contract.”
Jeremy noticed the up-until-now stoic man shudder at the comment. “Very well, I suppose we have an agreement,” he muttered begrudgingly.
Anya tossed an envelope on the table, saying, “Money, pictures and addresses—especially including the address of my shop where you absolutely must not do it! I’ve cleaned enough blood out of that floor...I don’t need any more!” she added vehemently.
“Right, do ‘em outside the store,” the man said in a bored voice, his whole attitude conveying the desire to end this conversation.
“No!” Anya screamed. “Not inside the store, not outside the store—somewhere away, far away from the Magic Box!”
“Fine,” he answered. “Can I go now?”
“Yes, go. I’m tired of talking to you,” Anya said with a dismissive wave. Turning to the cringing watcher as if the hit-man wasn’t even there, she loudly said, “Come on Jeremy, I want you to give me more orgasms now.”
Flaming with embarrassment, Jeremy heard the hit-man say with a chuckle as he walked away, “I definitely got the better job!”
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“I hope Buffy's feeling better,” Dawn whispered in his ear as they approached the Triad’s mansion.
“I just can’t picture her freaking out like that...I mean, I get what you said, I just can’t picture it in my head,” Xander replied as he pulled the Yukon up next to the Triad’s van.
“It was definitely of the bizarre!” she agreed. After a pause, she added in a hesitant whisper, “I wish I hadn’t seen it.”
Xander dropped the transmission into park and then reached over to gently rub his lover’s shoulder. “I’m sure she’s ok now, Dawn. You know nothing keeps the Buffster down for long.”
“Yeah,” Dawn agreed with a small smile. “I’m sure you’re right.”
‘Sibling rivalry aside, you obviously look up to her just like I do,’ Xander thought as he watched his lover’s face. ‘And, you’re just as worried about her too.’
“So, G-man’s not here yet, I see,” he said, changing the subject to something a little lighter.
Her smile grew as she answered, “Yeah, I’m sure he wanted to have us here first...like safety in numbers, huh?”
“Yeah, he’s probably circling the block until he sees one of our cars,” he agreed.
“Yeah,” she sighed, her shoulders slumping just a little. “Ok, I guess we should go in.”
He nodded and squeezed her shoulder slightly before opening his door and exiting the truck.
She jumped out to meet him as he came around the truck and their hands automatically came together, fingers interlaced, as they walked the path towards the mansion’s front door.
“So what do you think we’re going to do about this amulet thing?” Dawn asked.
“Well, I dunno, Dawn,” Xander answered. “I mean it’s pretty obvious that Willow and Tara can’t go without Buffy—even though the coven’s in Vegas and they don’t have to go all the way to jolly-old—and Giles doesn’t want Buffy to go for whatever reason, so...”
She stopped them just short of the door and turned to face him. “What do you think about us going?” she asked softly.
“Us?” he asked with a surprised frown. “Whaddya mean, like you and me?”
“Well, yeah,” she said with a smile—apparently amused by his confusion. “I mean, I know I’m not in Willow or even Tara’s class of course, but I am a witch, and Giles wants a witch to take the amulet thingy...”
‘I never think of you like that,’ Xander pondered. ‘I guess I’d better pull my head out and start.’
“I mean, it’s not like we’ve got plans, or anything,” she continued, apparently taking his silence for dissent.
“Sure,” he said with a shrug. “I don’t have a problem with it. Are you sure you’re ok with going back there? I mean it’s only been a couple months since, well...you know—Badness.”
Her lips drew back into a joyful smile. “Always thinking of me...God, I love you Sugar!”
Xander answered with a goofy smile of his own, as per usual when she professed her love for him at unexpected moments.
“I had fun there too,” Dawn went on. “I mean, if I let every horrifying, sickening, near-death experience I have affect me, I wouldn’t be able to keep living here in Sunnydale, you know?”
“Ok,” Xander answered. “I mean, if that’s what it takes to solve the problem, I’m cool with us taking the amulet thing to the witches.”
“Good,” she chirped.
“Let’s try not to have any of those near-death thingies, though—I mean, if we go—ok?” he added, only half-joking.
“Oh yeah,” Dawn nodded emphatically. “See the witches, see the sights, have tons of sex, hold the near-death experiences...check.”
‘My insatiable little kitten!’ Xander thought happily as they moved together into yet another breath-taking kiss.
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“Good Lord!” Giles exclaimed as he pulled to a stop, parking behind the Triad’s van. “You say they were covered in fire-ants?”
“Well, not their whole bodies, just...” Faith began, smirking at the watcher.
“It looks like Dawn and Xander are here already,” Joyce broke in, obviously not wanting Faith to finish her recitation.
‘Aww, come on Mrs. S, I coulda had him cleaning his glasses for sure!’ Faith thought, mildly disappointed. ‘I can’t wait to see how the other Scoobies react!’ Aloud, she commented, “Yeah, I can see ‘em making out over by the front door.”
Giles muttered something about hormones, while Joyce had a bemused smile on her face.
‘Damn, I think I’m actually happy for them,’ Faith though after a moment. ‘Wonder if that means I’m acting more mature, or if I’m just getting soft and stuff?’
A wicked grin grew on Faith’s face as she opened the car door and quickly, but quietly exited from the back seat of Giles’ BMW and used her Slayer skills to sneak up beside the kissing pair. “Hey, this a private party, or can anybody play?” she said loudly.
‘Damn, now that’s fricken funny!’ she thought, bursting out in laughter as the two didn’t even pause in their smoochies, but in unison each raised a single-finger salute in her direction.
“Dawn!” Joyce’s voice called out disapprovingly.
That was enough to cause the two to sharply break away from each other.
“Uh, hi mom,” Dawn stammered. “We, uh, didn’t see you there...”
Xander stuck his hands in his pockets and seemed to find something fascinating to look at on the ground at his feet.
“Yes, well...let’s not dawdle out here any longer, shall we?” Giles muttered, moving forward to ring the doorbell.
‘What’s up with that?’ Faith wondered with a confused frown when Giles then quickly moved back behind everyone else. ‘And why are those two smirking about it?’
The door opened a moment later and Tara gave the group a gentle smile. “Hi everyone,” she said as she stepped aside to allow them entry.
Faith let everyone else enter before her. ‘Some kind of drama going on here,’ she thought, wondering at the weirdness as she took up the rear and entered the mansion.
Everyone sat, Xander taking the chair with Dawn in his lap, the triad were cuddled up on the loveseat and Joyce and Giles on one end of the couch. Faith took a seat on the arm of the couch and said, “Ok, so what’s the what? World ending again? I thought we did that just a couple months ago already.”
Buffy sighed loudly and said, “No, not really...I just kinda freaked out on Giles this afternoon.”
Faith looked sideways at the watcher in question and briefly scrutinized him. “He don’t look beat up...” she began.
“No, no one was injured, thankfully,” Giles interjected.
“Just a slayed front door,” Dawn said with a grin.
“Ok...huh?” Faith asked, more confused than she’d been moments earlier.
“It’s like this,” Tara began. “There was this vampire...”
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‘That’s some messed up stuff,’ Faith thought after being caught up on the past couple day’s events.
“Ok, so let me get this straight,” she said. “B, you lost it on G cause he wanted Red and Blondie to take this amulet thing to some other witches to figure out.”
Everyone nodded in agreement as Buffy answered with a soft, “Yep.”
“Why?” Faith wondered aloud.
“I dunno,” Buffy sighed. “I just know that the thought of being separated from Willow and Tara for more than an hour or two...I start feeling all panicky and stuff.”
“I must say,” Giles interjected, sounding both worried and excited. “I’ve never heard of such a response before, outside of some sort of demonic enslavement...”
“And you know what that means!” Xander interrupted with a resigned-sounding voice.
“Research!” Dawn, Xander, Willow, Tara and Buffy all chanted together.
“Yes, well...” Giles trailed off while Joyce chuckled aloud.
“Anyway,” Faith shook her head a little and returned to her earlier train of thought. “So, you got this mojo necklace-thing off some wannabe master-vamp that thought he was, like, unbreakable or something,” she continued.
More nods.
“After dusting all *twelve* of his little lackeys,” she finished. ‘Damn, B!’ she added in her thoughts. ‘I’m fricken impressed!’
Everyone else nodded while Buffy corrected, “Well, he had two more, but they went after Willow and Tara.”
Faith’s full-on smirked returned. “I knew it had to be you two, or one of you anyway,”
“Oh dear Lord,” Giles muttered, removing his glasses right on cue.
“What had to be them?” Dawn interjected, looking between Faith and Giles.
“I was telling G on the way here,” Faith crowed. “I found these two vamps the other night, staked out to the ground, almost totally naked.”
“Almost naked?” Buffy asked, clearly not having heard this story.
Faith chuckled and smiled even wider as she saw Tara blush slightly and Willow avoiding her gaze. “Well, they had their crotches covered in fire ants,” she said in an even, conversational tone.
Faith laughed out loud when Xander grunted and clenched his legs together so quickly that Dawn practically bounced in his lap. “Yep, and I couldn’t even put ‘em out of their misery or anything cause there was this shield blocking me from getting too close.”
Buffy's head swiveled back and forth between her two witches with a look of incredulity on her face.
“Really Willow,” Joyce said in a strangled voice. “Fire ants?”
Willow pouted. “Well...they made me cranky.”
“Yes, well...” Giles began in a strained voice. “Perhaps we should move on...”
“Thank you God!” Xander cried out softly.
Faith smirked as the Male Scooby shot a wincing look at the giggling girl on his lap.
“Yes, as I was saying...” Giles again started to speak. “I would like to have the amulet transported to the coven, and it would be best if whoever goes be able to interact with them from a like position.”
Faith frowned, “What’s that supposed to mean—‘like position’?”
“He means another witch,” Xander interjected.
“And, as I will be required to remain here, what with Quinton’s visit...” Giles trailed off.
“I won’t be separated from them,” Buffy interjected flatly.
“So what’s the big?” Faith asked. “I can handle patrols and stuff...”
“Normally, Faith, I would have every confidence in your abilities,” Giles said in a reassuring voice. “However, I am concerned with what Quentin’s true agenda might be, and am therefore loath to leave you with no...backup, as it were.”
“What, you don’t trust me?” Faith bristled slightly.
“On the contrary,” Giles quickly contradicted. “You have proven yourself to be very trustworthy, Faith.”
A tendril of warmth flowed through the dark Slayer at the watcher’s heartfelt tone.
“I do not, however, trust Quentin Travers in the slightest,” Giles finished.
“Amen to that!” Xander muttered darkly, drawing everyone’s attention his way.
“We can take it,” Dawn suddenly interjected. “Xan and I can go spend a weekend in Vegas.”
Faith glanced around to see looks of surprise on the other Scoobies’ faces. “I thought it had to be a witch,” she stated questioningly.
“She is a witch,” Willow quickly piped up.
“A novice witch, I agree...” Giles began to dispute.
“She’s already way ahead of where I was before I started casting with Tara,” Willow offered.
‘Jeeze, that shocked him,’ Faith thought at Giles stunned look. ‘Crap, pretty soon Xander’s gonna be the only one I could kick ass on.’
“Her control is very good,” Tara added with a smile. “She seems to have an affinity for fire especially.”
“Giles, it’s perfect.” Buffy quickly interjected. “I mean, it’s not like these witches are dangerous or anything, right?”
“Well...not to us as such,” Giles allowed.
“Dawn, honey?” Joyce tentatively asked. “Are you sure you want to go there?”
‘What the heck does that mean?’ Faith wondered. ‘What’s wrong with Vegas? Who wouldn’t want to hang out in friggen party-town USA?’
“It’s cool Mom.” Dawn answered.
‘Maybe she’s worried that there’s still someone after Little Sis and Jeeves.’ Faith thought to herself. ‘After all, that’s where it went down last time.’
“Are you certain?” Giles asked Dawn.
‘Ok, now I’m starting to think something else must’ve happened,’ Faith considered at the intense look on Giles face. ‘Cause, Jeeves looks way too freaked, just like Mrs. S.’
“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine,” Dawn said, sounding sure of herself.
“Yeah, G-man, it’ll be cool,” Xander added. “After all, what could go wrong?”
‘Crap, why did that give me a freakin chill?’ Faith wondered uneasily.
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