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Pip and Connor's Most Excellent Adventure

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This story is No. 3 in the series "The Extraordinary and Unusual Adventures of Squad3". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: The rift dumps Pip and Connor into the past of the Scooby and AI gangs. How will their knowledge affect the future? Who will save them? *On hiatus until I finish Cardiff Nightlife*

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Dr. Who/Torchwood > Other BtVS/Ats CharactersGwirryFR1321,0430374721 Jun 1125 Jun 11No

The Scooby Inquisition

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing. Not Buffy, or Torchwood.

Giles approached the girl on the bed slowly. She whimpered as he got close enough to touch her. With a frown, Giles stepped back.

“Xander? She seemed most comfortable with you, so can you take over, please?”

Xander took a deep breath and sat down next to the girl again.

“What’s your name?”

“Phillipa Tara Fletcher-Harris.”

“Do you live around here?”

“Assuming this is Sunnydale, no. I live in Cardiff.”

“How did you get here, then?”

“I don’t know!” she snapped, looking really annoyed at him. “You’re the One Who Sees, you tell me!”
Xander jumped back like he’d been slapped, and then what she’d said seemed to filter into his head.

“I’m the what, now?”
She looked guilty and slapped her hand over her mouth, speaking around it.

“Spoilers!” she giggled.

“What do y-you m-mean?” asked Tara from the door.

“Can’t tell you, ruins the surprise, hasn’t happened yet…Goddess,” she laughed, “I sound like River Tam!”

“Did you say ‘hasn’t happened yet?’” Giles asked. Pippa flinched at the sound of his voice, but
answered anyway.

“Mmmhmm. Still hasn’t happened. ‘S why Daddy still has his eye, Father is making my Slayer senses tingle and the girl I named myself after is alive and stammering.”
She looked up at their shocked expressions.

“Bugger spoilers. If the Powers don’t like it, they can send me home. Plus, Daddy and Father don’t remember this, so I think retcon of some kind is involved somehow. Maybe Jack or John with a vortex manipulator…” she mused. Suddenly, she frowned.

“Connor was with me. If it put me here, with Father and Daddy, where would it put… Oh, Soddin’ hell. Someone call Angel. NOW!”


Fred swallowed nervously and asked the boy again.

“What’s your name?”

“Connor Angel Harkness.”

“Do you live around here?”

“This is the Hyperion Hotel, in LA, right?”
There was a nod of Affirmation from Gunn.

“No. I live in Cardiff. In Wales.”

“How did you get here?” Fred probed, while Angel sulked in the corner over the boy’s refusal to answer any of his questions. “Do you remember?”

“No. You’re the God King of the Primordium. You tell me!”
A moment of stunned silence followed. He gasped suddenly, and slammed his hand over his mouth.

“Not saying any more, forget I said that, spoilers!”

“Spoilers?” asked Wesley.

“At this point in space time it hasn’t happened yet. In my home point in space time, it has, therefore I know, you don’t, and I can’t tell you.”

Fred took a moment to process the babble.

“You’re saying you’re from the future?” she asked, stunned.

“Yup. 10 years, or thereabouts.” He paused, and then his eyes widened.

“Pippa was with me. If they sent me to Captain Forehead, Pippa would have…[insert Gaelic expletive
of your choice here]! Someone call Buffy. NOW!”


On an empty stretch of highway between Sunnydale and Los Angeles, a light shimmered like a condensed sunset. Out of the swirling aurora stepped a man in a Napoleonic war era military jacket, carrying a katana with a gun strapped on each hip. He looked up and down the empty road, recognising that his two potential destinations rested at either end.

“Pippa?” he murmured to himself, looking towards Sunnydale.

“Or Connor?” He turned towards LA. Realising that Spike would be in Sunnydale, and he could create some look-alike chaos, and have a look at that illegal behavioural modification chip, Captain John Hart turned back to Sunnydale, and prepared to be the cavalry for his surrogate little sister.

“Sunnydale. Mayhem, doppelgangers and vampires. And now, Pippa. This is going to take a whole lot of very special – and possibly magically adapted – retcon.”


With half a glance at the road sign, Captain John Hart started running.

The End?

You have reached the end of "Pip and Connor's Most Excellent Adventure" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 25 Jun 11.

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