Disclaimer: I don't own any of it. They belong to someone else. I'm only borrowing them.
Distribution: whoever wants it, just let me know where it ends up.
Pairings: Willow/Jason Bourne, Faith/Xander Cage
Spoilers: None. Majorly AU
Summary: Jason Bourne is still on the run. He and Marie never slept together. Xander Cage (XXX) is called in to track him down. After defeating The First, Willow and Faith go on a road trip. They all meet up, and Gibbons send them on a mission to stop an apocalypse.
Feedback: It is my muse!! I'll beg if I have to. Pleeeeeeze!!!
Notes 2: I just want to thank my wonderful Betas!! Thanks especially Judy, Sarah, Chastity and Deborah!
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"What do you want, Gibbons?" Xander Cage, mostly known as X, growled out.
"I have an assignment for you, XXX," Augustus Gibbons told him over the video phone.
"What now?" X asked exasperated.
"I need you to track someone down."
"That's it? Just track someone down?" The make-shift agent know his superior better than to just take what was said at face value.
"Well, he's not your average someone."
"Who is he?"
"He's an American agent that's gone rogue. I need you to bring him in."
"Because, every time ‘normal' agents are sent after him, he spots them a mile away and either evades them or kills them. He'll never know you're an agent until it's too late."
"Who does he work for? What's so special about him?"
"He used to work for a group called Treadstone. It was such a highly secret organization that I didn't even know about it until it was disbanded. He's special because he's a 30 million dollar weapon. He can become anyone, he a highly trained assassin."
"And you want me to find him why?"
"Because, I want him on our side. More specifically, I want him working for me. Clear enough?"
"Close enough. What's his name?"
"So, where is this Jason Bourne now?"
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"I still can't believe that we just defeated The First," Willow said as she glanced over at Faith who was sprawled on the passenger seat next to her.
"I know," the Slayer replied. "I'm not sure which is more unbelievable. The fact that we defeated The First evil, or the fact that you and I are friends and are going on a road trip." Faith turned her head to watch Willow as she drove south toward the border.
"Faith," Willow chastised. "We've had this discussion. A lot has changed. You and I have a lot more in common than we used to. And I think I finally understand where you're coming from, at least to a certain extent."
"You're right Red. Things have changed. You've finally gotten out from hiding in Buffy's shadow. You're finally you."
"I was never hiding in Buffy's shadow," Willow protested. Faith just shot her a glance that clearly said the Slayer didn't believe a word coming out of the witch's mouth. "All right, fine. I was in her shadow for a while. But I'm not anymore. I've done and experienced things that Buffy couldn't even comprehend."
"Yeah. Trying to end the world will do that to a person," Faith teased. Willow laughed. Soon they were both laughing as the sped toward their first destination.
After the battle with Angelus and The First, Willow and Faith talked and bonded. They forgave each other and decided to start fresh. The both also REALLY needed to get away, not only from the Hellmouth but especially from a certain blonde Slayer that they both knew. So, they decided to take a road trip, to fight evil as they came across it. The first stop on their proposed trip - Tijuana, Mexico. Faith knew that she'd never have to have a passport to get across that border, so no one would know that she was an escaped felon.
"Look," Willow pointed forward. "I see the city. I'm so excited. I've never been out of the States before."
"There's a first time for everything Red." Faith couldn't help but smile at her friend's enthusiasm.
"I'm starving. Let's check our stuff into the hotel and then find a place to eat."
"Sounds like a plan. I still can't believe that we just drove straight through the border without having to stop or have our ID's checked."
"That's why we chose this place, remember. So that you wouldn't end up back in prison. Look, there's our hotel. Let's go."
Within thirty minutes, Willow and Faith were checked into their room and were back out on the street, looking for a place to eat.
"There's a bar over there. How about there?"
"I think here they're called cantinas, and sure, why not." The two women made their way across the street.
"I can't believe that you are correcting my language skills," Willow teased.
"I know. Scary, isn't it. I did learn a thing or two during my stay with the State of California." The girls walked into the cantina. The place suddenly fell silent. "Is it me, or did we just make one hell of an entrance."
Looking around the dark room, Willow suddenly felt very out of place. "Let's go sit at that corner table." She leaned closer to the Slayer to whisper in her ear. "At least from there we'll be able to watch our backs."
"Sounds like a plan." The two women made their way to the far corner table. Once they sat down, the room began the cacophony of voices that it had been before the two came in.
"Well, that was interesting. What do you think that was all about?," Willow said.
"I don't have a clue."
"Wow," Willow's eyes went wide as she stared at the door. "Check out the hottie that just walked in."
Faith turned her head to look at guy that entered the cantina. "Hot damn!"
The man was tall with rippling muscles. His right shoulder and upper arm was covered in tattoos. He had olive skin which was accentuated by his bald head. As he walked past and took a seat at the end of the bar, Faith noticed three x's tattooed on the back of his neck.
"Now that's my kind of man," The Slayer told the witch.
"Why do you think I pointed him out to you when he walked in."
"Thanks Red. It's nice to have someone know me so well." They both smiled.
Faith studied that man for a few minutes then asked in a hushed voice, "Is it me, or is he staring at the other guy at the end of the bar?"
Willow looked up from her menu. She looked at the tattooed man then followed his line of sight to another man at the far end the bar. The second man was rather non-rescript. It was almost like he was trying to blend into the background. He was a good looking man, but there was nothing flashy about him.
"Yeah, he's staring. I'm just trying to figure out why. My first impression was that there was nothing special about the other guy, but then it hit me. The other guy is trying not to get noticed. It's like he's trying to disappear," Willow answered it the same quiet voice.
"That's what I noticed too. So, you think something's up?"
"Isn't there always?" Both women giggled.
"They're leaving. Let's follow them."
"But I'm still hungry."
"We'll eat later Red."
"Fine. Let's go." So, the two women followed the tattooed man who was following the guy that was trying to blend in.
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Jason had been sitting at the far end of the bar when the two women had walked in. They were both beautiful women, but there was something about the red head that drew him in. Not for the first time, he wished that he could have a normal life so that he could meet her, or at least someone like her. But he was on the run, and would never have a normal life.
Jason sat in quiet contemplation when he saw the other man walk in. The man looked like your average, run of the mill, addicted to pain, kind of guy. But there was something about his eyes and the way he carried himself. Jason weighed what his mind was telling him versus what his instincts were saying.
Jason spared one quick look at the man, and of course the guy was watching him. Then Jason glanced one last time at the women, only to find them deep in quiet discussion, looking back and forth between him and the other guy. Did the women know something that Jason didn't? Not taking the time to worry about it, Jason slid off the bar stool and headed out of the cantina into the now dark night.
Less than a block away, Jason could hear that he was being followed. From the sound of the footsteps, it was by the big guy at the bar. But behind that guy, Jason could hear two softer footsteps - the two women were following them. But which guy were they following?
Jason quickly turned into a nearby alley to wait for the guy that was following him. What Jason didn't expect was to walk straight into an ambush. He was jumped by six guys that were extremely strong. Calling upon all his training, Jason fought back as best he could, but he was quickly losing.
"What the hell?" Jason looked up as the man that had been following him entered the alley.
"Oh look, another course," one of the attackers said. It was the first time that any of the attackers had spoken. "Looks like we get two for the price of one." Three of the attackers launched themselves at Xander while three continued to go after Jason.
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"Is it me, or does it sound like a fight?" Willow asked Faith as they neared the alley the two men had turned into.
"My spider sense in picking up about six vamps. I'd say we're needed. You packing?" Faith asked as she slid a stake out of her hiding place in her jacket.
"Always," Willow also brandished a stake. The two women turned the corner to find the two men fighting off six vampires, and holding their own, but losing ground quickly.
"Damn Red," Faith said loudly. "I can't even go on vacation without having to take care of some undead business."
"Who are you?" One of the vampires, clearly the leader of the group, asked. "Dessert?"
"Nope," Faith replied cooly. "I'm your worst nightmare. And Red here isn't too far behind me on the nightmare scale."
The two men just stared at the facial disfigured guys they had been fighting (they'd all stopped when Faith had started talking) and the two women who were acting like they were being put out to have to be there.
"Get out of here," Jason told the two women.
"Sorry. No can do," Willow told him. "It's sort of our destiny to fight, and dust, these guys."
"Dust?" One of the vampires asked.
"Yup, dust," Faith informed him. "As in drive a stake through your heart and watch you turn to dust."
The vampires at least had the sense to look a little shocked. No one in Mexico knew who they were or how to defeat them. "You know what we are?"
"Yup, you're soon to be a large pile of dust," Willow said, then she and Faith launched themselves at the group of vampires. Jason and Xander were stunned. Here were two highly trained killing machines and they were being rescued by two petite women in an alleyway in Mexico.
The fight didn't last long. Faith killed four and Willow killed two. The two women turned to face to two men, who were staring at them slack-jawed.
"I think we broke them Red," Faith teased.
"Oops." Willow teased back. "I hate when that happens." Both women started laughing. The sound of laughter brought the two agents out of the silent shock.
"What the hell was that? Who the hell are you? And what in the hell is going on?" Xander demanded.
"That about sums it up. Care to explain why you were following us?" Jason questioned.
"Let's go back to our hotel room, and we'll explain everything," Willow said, trying to placate the two men.
"No! I want answers now!" X yelled.
"Me too!" Jason was getting mad.
"Not out here, unless you want their friend to come find you," Faith told them flatly. "Personally, I'd rather talk someplace where I'm less likely to get attacked."
"Fine." Both men ground out at the same time.
"Good. Let's go." Willow headed out of the alley with Faith next to her. The two men stared at the women, then looked at each other and shrugged, then quickly ran to catch up to the two women.