Sword? What Sword?

Wordcount: 200

 

Challenge: #75 Small Favor

 

Summary: Buffy talks to Harry again.




A/N: This is the end of the drabble series. I'm planning on writing a sequel that will be longer and will expand on things mentioned in this series. However, I have a bunch of WIP so don't expect to see it anytime soon.


 

 

Buffy winced as Harry looked up at her with suspicion when she entered his office. Really, she hated to bother him with this, but after Michael’s revelation, she had no choice in the matter. This relationship between the Knights and the Watchers had to work, and in order to do that; she had to jump through all of the necessary hoops. If that meant she had to appeal to Harry one more time, then that’s what she’d do.

“Is there something you need, Miss Summers?” He asked in a gravelly voice.

“Yeah, I hate to ask another favor of you – “
”You paid me the last time,” he pointed out.

“I know, but this time it’s kind of a favor, unless you want me to pay you,” she hastily added.

He sighed. “Let me hear it first, and I’ll let you know.”

“Just, whenever you find someone to give that fancy sword to, could you give me a call and set up a meeting for me?” She asked in a wheedling tone.

His eyes glanced up to meet hers and then quickly fell away. “What sword?”

“The one Michael said you had.”

Harry shook his head and said, “Yeah, sure.”