Testing Zone (Martha Rodgers (Castle)/Kit Holburn)
Series Title: Tangled Strings and Flimsy Things
Part Title: Testing Zone
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Er, ABC owns Castle, Whedon owns Buffy.
Series Summary: FfA responses using the dominoes challenge.
Part Summary: Threatening persona.
FfA Pairing: Kit Holburn/Martha Rodgers (Castle)
Challenge: The FFA Dominoes Challenge 5646.
A/N: I am toying with the idea of writing a miniseries (no more than four parts) of Kit and Warren’s meet-up…just to tell the back story that is them. Tangled Strings and Flimsy Things
In the end it was the howling scream that had both Kit and Warren running out of the room they’d been arguing in for the last ten minutes. Kit had pushed through the door first, but Warren had quickly pulled her behind him. They would so be talking about his macho protective streak later. But it was the sight of her Aunt Martha and her daughter Cori that had her shoving past Warren despite the presence of the demon on the floor.
“Aunt Martha, what - how -”
“The little man writhing on the floor magically brought us here, my dear,” Martha smiled brightly at Warren, who was looking a little dazed behind her. “Hello, you must be the little bastard who broke my Kitten’s heart.”
Warren sputtered behind her, and Kit’s face reddened in mortification. Leave it to Aunt Martha to draw first blood. Martha - normally not comfortable with babies - handed Cori off to her mother, which distracted her for a moment.
“Apparently, Whistler wanted to make sure I didn’t wear his ribcage as a hat,” Faith muttered darkly from above the writhing demon.
“Who would do something as stupid as that when you can set him on fire?” Warren shook his head.
“Buffy, apparently,” Kit frowned down at Whistler. “What does that have to do with my Aunt?”
“He knew I wouldn’t hurt him if he had the kid.”
“You used my daughter
as a hostage
,” Kit yelled, feeling her aunt pull her away from Whistler.
“Now, Kitten, Faith has already broken his leg in at least three places. You let him recover and then
you hurt him even more when he least expects it,” Martha said soothingly. “I like the boy’s idea of lighting him on fire.”
“You go back in there,” Faith smiled at them wickedly. “Me and Whistler got some shit to hash out.”
Satisfied for the moment that had a handle on the troublemaking demon, Kit watched Warren watching her. She so was not having that.
“Just for the record, you did not
break my heart,” Kit clutched Cori tighter to her.
“If I had, it would have only been fair,” Warren said quietly, looking between his daughter and her mother. “You did plenty of breaking on your part, Kitten.”
“Oh, that was quite dramatic,” Martha still glared at him. “And makes it so very tempting for me to call bullshit on you. But I am a theatrically trained actress, so I, fortunately can tell the difference between sincerity and paying lip service. Now, I believe you have some things to discuss, one being the baby there, darling.”