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A Short Encounter

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This story is No. 4 in the series "Xander in Atlantis". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Xander has Wraith trouble, and all the trees suck for whittling.

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Stargate > Xander-Centered > Theme: Atlantis ProjectColdhandsFR1813623179,06125 Oct 0725 Oct 07Yes
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, I do not own Stargate Atlantis. I am making no money from this.

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Xander had managed to convince Weir to allow him to accompany SGA-1 on a scouting mission. Supposedly, it was so he could judge the quality of the wood they gathered for him to carve. He was no Master Carpenter, but his figurines made a nice addition to Atlantis’ bargaining bin, and to the décor of the rooms of many of its inhabitants. It was supposed to be a ‘get there, get wood, get gone’ scenario. The Wraith did not oblige.

They were being chased through a ‘forest’ – if it could be called that – of spindly trees and brush, trying to get to the ‘Gate. Although it was not a position Xander was unused to, he would have felt better if it were a couple Slayers at his back rather than two soldiers spraying bullets. Guns were loud, if there were any more Wraiths in the area they’d be coming before too long.

Rodney was at the DHD, dialing the Stargate as Sheppard, Ronon, and Teyla covered him. Xander was a few feet away, crouching down as to remain hidden. He saw the Wraith before Rodney. It must have gone around, bypassing the rest of the team. The scientist turned and yelped as he noticed its presence and fumbled with his hand-gun as the wraith came dangerously close. Teyla yelled something unintelligible as she saw it raise its hand.

Xander didn’t hesitate. Somehow he’d gotten out his garrote wire without realizing it, and came out of hiding and pulled it around the wraiths neck from behind in one swift motion. The wraith grabbed at the wire, but Xander pulled with all his strength and the wire passed through. A moment later and the Wraith’s head fell to the ground. Its body shuddered, then toppled over, dissolving into a gooey mess. Xander let go of the breath he hadn’t known he’d been holding, then, grinning at Rodney’s flabbergasted stare, said, “There are very few things in the universe that can survive having their heads cut off, I think I just established the Wraith aren't one of them.”

He looked down and grimaced. He had wraith all over his shoes.

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