Blood and coffee
Just some notes before moving into the actual story, as there are some warnings that should be heeded before reading this.
First: This is basically a re-write of the Stargate: Atlantis pilot with Xander slotted in as neatly as I could. Yes, he has the gene because I had to make it important to everybody that he goes to Atlantis.
Second: Post-S7 Buffy and starts just prior to the Stargate: Atlantis pilot episode, 'Rising'
Disclaimer: All characters copyright MGM or Joss Whedon/Twentieth Century Fox/Mutant Enemy. Not even the plot is mine. This is a non-profit fan story not intended to infringe the rights of MGM, Showtime, Gekko or Double Secret productions. Nor those of Joss Whedon, Twentieth Century Fox, or Mutant Enemy. Besides I have no money, sueing me would be a waste of time. :)
On with the story...
“So why did I just get a bunch of blood extracted from me?” Xander asked, smoothing the bandage on the tip of his finger.
He’d arrived in Cleveland the night before after handing over his VP Watcher duties on the African continent to Robin Wood and Faith.
“Because the President asked Giles and Giles asked us if we’d mind being tested for this gene,” Dawn explained standing beside him. “Don’t be such a baby. You’ve bled more than this from papercuts.”
“And no one’s worried about there being nefarious purposes behind the government having Slayer DNA samples?” the young man asked.
Dawn just looked at him. They were in the private clinic at Slayer Central in Cleveland, so her hostile look wasn’t that he was talking about Slayers in public.
“It’s a valid question, Dawnie,” the young man said irritably. “I’m not stupid.”
“Actually, I was wondering why you thought Giles would be that stupid,” the brunette remarked. “Of course we don’t trust the government enough to just hand over anyone’s samples. Not even Andrew’s. They’ll be carefully supervised and remain under our control until the moment they’re destroyed. In fact, the sciency-people will be doing the tests here. The samples never leave this building.”
“I don’t think Giles is stupid, Dawn, and I don’t think you are either; but the question needed to be asked. We all overlook things, sometimes even big things.”
She sighed and leaned against him. “I know. Better to ask those kinds of questions too often than never.”
“Got it in one. They’re just lucky they got you back in time to supervise it all.”
She giggled. “You mean they’re lucky I needed to get away from Buffy for vacay. I love my sister but she can be overbearing. Especially when I’m the only person for her to boss around.”
Xander chuckled. “So, how’s about I buy you a cup of coffee and you tell me all about Venice?” he asked.
“Only if you let me buy you a cup while you tell me all about Africa,” she countered. “And why you decided to leave.”