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Summary: Just sudden random stories that pop into my head...random muse attacks, ya know.

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Retribution

Title: Retribution
Author: Christy
Rating: FR 13
Fandom/Theme: Buffy/Burn Notice
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters featured here. They belong to their respective creators and production companies.
Distribution: NeverNormal.com and TtH
Spoilers: None for Buffy; right after “Shock Wave” (6.06) for Burn Notice
A/N: Was bored and decided to start writing whatever came to mind...none of these shorts connect to each other- just my muses being odd
Summary: Buffy gets a call from her cousin Michael

Buffy could hear it in the first words out of her cousin's mouth. “I need your help for once,” he said, emotion thick in his voice. She may not have a lot of blood family, but her Aunt Madeline's two boys were high on her list of people to protect, outside of Dawn, that is.

“What happened, Michael?”she asked, trying her best to keep her voice level. She could hear already that it was bad- real bad- as Michael began to explain what he'd been doing the past few years and what had happened now.

Buffy had already known from the Council records the basics of what her cousin had been up to, though not as much of the specifics, but the sheer deviousness of this Hansen had her glad she now had the pull she had. But then he told her how the op had ended up going all pear-shaped. “N-Nate? Natty's dead?” she asked softly. I have to stay calm right now for him, otherwise I'll start screaming and I don't think I'll stop, she thought, her mind racing back to when her cousin would give her piggyback rides or subject her and her sister to water balloon fights when they'd come down to visit.

Drying her eyes, she stared at the phone as she took a deep breath. “I assume by you calling me that you've been made aware of my work with the Watchers and how this can help?”

“Sam read me into it,” was his terse reply.

“So how much help do you want from me and my friends?” she asked back.

“Scorched earth policy sounds good to me,” Michael returned coldly.

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