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Summary: Sam Oliver, Reaper, is having trouble adjusting to his new job. His boss, The Devil, decides to let him meet The Chosen One. Fic for all. ReaperBuffy

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Television > ReaperSerenityFR731,550164,85418 Oct 072 Jun 08No

Chapter One

Disclaimer: I don’t own Reaper, or Buffy
A/N: Alt. After S6 Buffy, post episode four of Reaper.


“Sam, I don’t think you get it,” the Devil smiled at him, flashing just a bit too much tooth.

Sam gave him a questioning look.

“I want to introduce you to someone. She’s been working for me since 2000, and she actually approached me about the deal. She’s the best, you could learn a thing or two from her.”

Sam shook his head, “That’s really okay, I’ve got to get back to work.”

“Be at that dive of a bar that you always hang out at tonight. Seven O’clock, I guarantee, you won’t regret it. Come on, Sammy. When have I steered you wrong?”

Sam gave him an ‘are-you-kidding-me’ look as he backed away, “Let’s see, last week when you nearly got me killed!”

Sam turned and walked into the Work Bench, the order at the forefront of his mind. He would tell Sock and Ben, but he most certainly would not go to the bar tonight.


“Guys,” Sam yelled over the noise, “What part of I’m not going didn’t you understand.”

Sock stared at him, “Come on, the Devil tells you some woman is going to be waiting for you, and you aren’t the least bit interested?”

Ben hit his arm, “Yeah, this is good. You can ask her questions, if she’s as good as the Devil says, you could learn a lot. She might be able to find out the details to your contract.”

Sam sighed and clenched his fists, “Fine, but if she tries anything, I’m out of here.”

Suddenly a young, short, blonde girl was in front of the three, “Hi, you must be Sam, and Ben, and Sock.”

All three were open mouthed, Ben managed to speak, “And, you are?”

She grinned, “I’m Buffy, Big D told me Sammy boy needed a little help.”

The three followed her to a table, “So, Sammy, how did you get into the biz?”

Sam swallowed, “Uh, my parents sold my soul to the Devil.”

Buffy snorted, “You got off easy!”

Ben looked at her, “How did you end up working for the Devil?”

Buffy sobered, “When I was twenty, I died, and a few months later, I was brought back to life by some evil dude. I was really traumatized, so I made a deal with the D. I work for him, and he gave me what I wanted.”

Sock licked his lips, “So do you have like superpowers or something?”

Buffy only smiled, and Sam looked at her, “He said you’ve worked for him for seven years, but you don’t look 27.”

“I couldn’t do my job if I aged, so he fixed that.”

Sock stopped and stared at Sam, “So you mean that Sam, is like immortal?”

All three guys seemed to like that prospect, but Buffy rolled her eyes, “Goodness, no. Living forever is a curse, but for me, dying would have been much worse.”

Sam looked a bit relieved, “How do you do it?”

“With a vessel like everyone else, except mine, is uh, custom made. I use a scythe,” Buffy confided.

Ben quirked an eyebrow, “Don’t you lose it every time you turn in a prisoner?”

Buffy shook her head, “I take them to hell myself.”

“Wow,” Sock said.

Buffy grimaced and stood up, “Duty calls boys, if you ever need help, contact Wolfram & Hart in Los Angeles, ask for Buffy.”

The threesome watched her pull a young man from the dance floor and lead him out back, Sam winced as he saw a flash of the man changing his face into something grotesque. Shaking it off, he turned back to his friends.

Sock was still staring after the blonde, “She is hot!”

Ben nodded, “Yep.”

Sam looked at them, “What? Okay, yeah, she was really hot. So sue me, I think the Devil’s right hand woman is smoking. I’m sick in the head!”
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