Title: It’s All About Family (2/?) Kind of Dark
Author: Ed Scott
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their rightful owners... none of
who are me.
Summary: Starting during ‘Helpless.’ Xander reveals his extended family that he swore Willow to silence about.
Warning: Crossovers: Sopranos
Rating: PG 13. Maybe R. I’m not sure yet.
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It was twelve-thirty in the afternoon and Xander was observing the mortuary. He has observed that the only people to leave the mortuary were too young to be Travers. This could only mean he’s not there, or he sees no choice in going outside. He might fear that someone he knows might see him, and that might ruin his plans.
‘Ok. Let’s see what I have to work with. With hanging out with Buffy, I have learned how to be stealthy. Also, sneaking past my drunken father has made me stealthy as well. On top of that, I have my father’s revolver hidden in the waistband under my shirt. I really hope this works.’
As the guy goes to enter the mortuary, Xander follows him. Doing his best not to be noticed. As the young Watcher enters the mortuary, Xander quickly follows him in. The Watcher that entered the building was knocked out by a left jab. Xander withdrew his gun in preparation for what he was going to do.
He found Quentin just sitting with his back to the door. Not even paying attention to Xander pointing a gun to the back of his head. The other Watcher was about to defend Travers when he realized that the young man had a gun and he didn’t.
“Excuse me, Mr. Travers. My name is Xander Harris. I’m here to tell you that Buffy’s test is here by cancelled permanently, or your passport will be invalid in the United States. What is your answer?”
“Young man, you have no idea what you are meddling in. That test has been going on for centuries. It’s tradition.” How Travers kept his underwear stained free when he heard Xander pull back the hammer on his gun confused Xander momentarily. He must have been used to guns. But, a guy with his attitude has probably never been in a fight before, or ever seen a vampire.
“Mr. Travers, I have a gun pointed at your head. Why you are not quivering is amazing. However, I am more than willing to kill you if you do not leave this country and never return. Knowing that you are not the type of person to believe my threat, believe me when I tell you that if I don’t I have family who will arrange your death.”
“And just who is your family?” Travers was seeing if he could beat Xander’s bluff.
“My uncle is Tony Soprano.” Quentin Travers sat up straighter in his chair at the mention of that name. “I see you’ve heard of my Uncle Tony. Since I am family, I’m sure you know that if they find out you or the Watchers Council have anything to do with any of our deaths, that you will be living on borrowed time. This is your only chance to live a long life. So what is your answer?”
The Watcher that Xander initially knocked out tried to rush at Xander. That was a futile attempt, considering how many times he had been rushed by vampires. Xander rolled out of the way, allowing the Watcher to knock into Travers. If Xander was watching this scene in a movie, he would have laughed. The other Watcher tried to get out of there, but Xander quickly rose to his feet and shot at the wall near the Watcher that Xander did not knock out.
“Stay right there. I have more bullets than you guys and if you push me too hard, I will not hesitate to use them. Why are you trying to get control of a situation you have no control over? Are you guys that stupid? You have to know that you are over matched here.”
Travers stood up slowly, not taking his eyes off the gun that Xander had. He thought that he had thought of everything that he could think of. He thought Buffy’s friends did not help her that much. He should have read Giles’ diaries better. He would have read how loyal her friends are to each other. He vowed that if he got out of the situation alive, that he would take care of this kid. Completely forgetting who his family is.
“Ok, Mr. Harris. We shall leave and nothing will happen to you or your friends.” There was something in Travers’ body language that told Xander that he was lying. It was the same posture that Giles had earlier when he lied.
“You’re lying, Quentin. Give me one reason why I should believe you.” His silence told Xander he had no reason. “So, the way I see it, I can either shoot you, or feed you to the vampire you have hidden here, wait for him to get finished with you three, then kill him. Either way, you’re not living to see the night.” This is a stone cold bluff. Unlike the threat he gave Angelus a year earlier. But, like then he was capable of showing a hard face when needed.
The young Watchers looked at Xander’s eyes and saw that he was not bluffing. They wanted to live. “Excuse me, Mr. Harris. If we guarantee that nothing bad will happen to you or your family, will you allow us to leave?” Xander liked that this guy was more concerned with living than tradition. Since one of Quentin’s underlings asked that question, he decided to agree. At which the Watchers were glad.
“By the way, Rupert Giles is here by fired. His replacement will be sent here shortly.” This statement was the last thing Quentin Travers ever said because he had a bullet in his brain.
“I really did not want to do that, but he did not know when to shut up. Will the other Watchers be upset that he is dead?” The two surviving Watchers shook their heads. “Ok then, show me where the vampire you have here is so I can get rid of him.” The two Watchers led Xander into the basement, where the vampire they had for Buffy’s test was kept. Xander saw a vampire in a straight jacket. Xander put a bullet in it’s head. It did not kill the vampire, but it knocked it out long enough for Xander to break a table leg and use it.
“Now gentlemen, I suggest that you go back to England and report to your bosses what has happened here. Make sure you tell them who I am related to and what could happen if they try anything against us here.” The Watchers nodded and then left. Thankful that it was only one thirty in the afternoon.
Xander slowly made his way back to the high school library. When he got to Giles, he handed him his gun. He entered Giles’ office, and proceeded to empty his lunch into the trash can. Giles concluded that something dreadful had happened. Having killed a friend of his when he was younger, Giles understood what Xander was going through. He would help Xander anyway he could. He hoped to save Xander’s sanity.