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This story is No. 2 in the series "Avengers and Slayers". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Xander and a team meet up with the Avengers, before they became the Avengers

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Marvel Universe > Avengers > Xander-CenteredRafMereCFR18109168,23335672428,4161 Jul 1221 Jan 13No


Disclaimer: I don't own either the Buffy verse or the Marvel verse. See previous disclaimers.

Finally Part V

I would like to thank DrDamage for the review and recommendation.

While Faith was playing with the boys, Bobbi was following Captain America throughout the ship. She stayed out of sight. She instead relied on her slayer senses. In this case, her hearing and her sense of smell.

She had seen the plans for the Hellicarrier, she knew where he was going before he did. She used short cuts and when she had to the ventilation system to track him down.

‘I wonder what he’s searching for?’ The last place she tracked him to was the maintenance tunnels. He copied the layout, and moved on. She looked at the maintenance tunnels, and frowned. She took a quick picture with her iPhone and continued on with her assignment.

‘He’s up to something, but what?’ she quickly recognized that his new direction would take him back to the labs.

When she reached the Gamma Lab she caught the end of the dressing down Captain America was giving Stark. She caught Faith's attention and told her follow. In the hallway she asked, "What was that all about?”

“Noting, just Stark being Stark. He was trying to get a rise out of Bruce, but the mean green machine wasn’t biting. He was more interested in ‘Moi’...” she waved at her body to indicate that she was all that and so much better than Bobbi. Bobbi ignored her, now that she knew what was at stake and with whatever it was still out there trying to get them at each other’s throats she chose to ignore the attention slut and be the professional one.
“...any who, that’s when Captain White-bread comes in and he saw Stark give Bruce a mild jolt to see what kind of rise he’d get, but like I said my boy wasn’t biting, then Cap starts on Stark and says he ain’t all that and Stark says that no, no he is all that and that it’s Cap that needs to get all caught up to be in the same league as Stark, and that’s when you walked in... Say I'm hungry...What about you? ”

“I could eat. Come on. They I know a guy on this tub that makes these really great turkey sandwiches."

Fury’s Office

”Director Harris, can we at least count on the Council's support during this crisis?" Fury waited for Xander to put down the turkey on rye sandwich with extra mustard and jalapeño peppers.

“Sure, sure. I'm with you one hundred percent. Xander went back to eating his sandwich.

"That's good to hear. How many teams can we count on?" Fury was grounding his teeth. Could the boy child not take anything seriously. They were discussing an Alien Invasion of the planet Earth. The least he could do was put the damn sandwich down long enough to answer a few important questions.

Xander continued eating the really, really good sandwich, one of the best he'd ever had. He could hear Fury grinding his teeth, but he really didn't care. Whatever was driving the man's blood pressure certainly had nothing to do with him. He raised four fingers.

Fury smiled at that. Four combat teams was more support than he was hoping for. Considering this was Apocalypse season for the council. “Four teams should hopefully see us through this crisis, although eight would be a better number.

Xander shook his head in the negative. While finishing the sandwich with one hand, he held up four fingers. The first he pointed at Faith. The second at Bobbi, and the third was Dawn. He licked his fingers and said, “I’ll be acting as your fourth.”

“Are you pulling my chain?” Fury exploded.

Xander took a moment to understand the man’s reaction. It took a moment but he finally got it. He laughed at Fury's explosion.

"Nicky, Nicky, Nicky. What are you thinking in that scheming head of yours. This is hunting season. You just can't expect my girls to just drop everything because of a measly little space invasion do you?"

"DON'T PLAY ME HARRIS! I AM NOT IN THE MOOD! You and the Council are turning your back on 'Mother Earth in her time of need, just so you can shoot a few ducks and rabbits..."

"The hell you smoking Nicky? You know as well as I do that at this time of year, all the nuts come out of the woodwork. This is the End of Days. Apocalypse to the left of me, Apocalypse to the right and freaking Apocalypse in front of me and here I am stuck in the middle with you and the bag of mixed nuts you are trying to gather behind everyone's back. Or didn't you think I'd notice?"

"Apocalypse, what did he mean by Apocalypse?" Tony looked at Phil for answers.

Phil whispered quietly trying not to disturb his boss while in the middle of delicate negotiations.

"Is the Council prepared to break the treaty of 1799?" Fury attacked from a different direction.

Xander however had been a watcher for close to a decade. He knew what Fury was trying to pull. The treaty of 1799 gave the old Council the ability to go to any country in the world without fear of interference from the locals. It also guaranteed Council support for the country that was facing an 'Unnatural Event'.

"Nick what do you take me for some snot nosed kid fresh out of the Academy. The Treaty gives you the right to ask assistance from the Chosen one and her Watcher. You, you lucky bastard got a twofer.”

“How do you figure that I got a twofer?” Fury had managed to calm down a bit. His gambit didn’t pay-off as well as he wanted. Damn Harris. The kid knew his stuff, he didn’t think from his reputation that the White Knight would have bothered to learn the ins and outs of his profession.

"Well not only did you get the Chosen one al la Faith here, but you also got two, not one, but two kick ass Slayers. Faith and Bobbi at at or near the top of the order as to make no never mind. 'Sides it helps when your slayer has a touch of the super soldier in her..." Xander looked pointedly at the old man when he said it waiting for his reaction.

He didn't get one. Fury, was that good at what he did.

Xander shrugged to indicate it was worth a shot. Fury gave him a nod to say it was and let's move on.

"Hold on here. What's this about a Apocalypses and chosen ones. And chosen by who. I certainly wasn't asked. Who's on this commity and how do I apply?" Tony really wanted to know.

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