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This story is No. 3 in the series "The Spike's Way Verse". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: For those of you who are patiently waiting for an update to my constant WIP, “Spike’s Way,” here is a little drabble set in that universe. Post NFA. Oz-centric. How Joe Dawson met Oz.

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Highlander > Other BtVS/AtS CharactersOraclehollyFR131241041,61426 Jun 0726 Jun 07Yes
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, they are owned by their respective companies &/or corporations, whether that is Mutant Enemy, Fox Entertainment, Joss Whedon, Davis-Panzer Productions, or Rhyser Entertainment, etc. However, I do appreciate the opportunity to play with them every so often.


Joe Dawson usually didn’t mind having lost both his legs in ‘Nam, but at times, like this one, he really wished he could go back in time and get his damn legs back. It was also times like this he cursed the day he was recruited into being a Watcher, the day he introduced himself to Duncan MacLeod, and especially the day he asked Methos to get him the 411 on all former Sunnydale contacts. Of course, the project needed this guy. He was certain. But getting in contact with him was more difficult than he’d planned. Sure, he could have asked Ms. Rosenberg for his e-mail address or even Rupert, but secrecy demanded their complete ignorance.

So, now Joe found himself on a damn mountain in Tibet, looking for a Daniel “Oz” Osbourne. Joe checked his cell’s photo gallery one more time before approaching a guy who currently sat cross-legged tending to a fire.

“Are you Daniel Osbourne?”

“Oz. I told Willow already I won’t work for the Council,” Oz replied without looking up.

“That’s fine. How ‘bout a covert op that Miss Willow and Mr. Giles can’t know about? Concerns the Summers girls and the Immortal.”

Oz snorted and looked at Joe. “Immortal. Bad guy.” Oz stood up, bowed to monk, and said, “Cool. Want me to show you the easy way down?”

“There’s an easy way. Dammit, MacLeod!”

“You know Duncan? He owes me a guitar pick.”

The End

You have reached the end of "Recruitment". This story is complete.

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