Fic: Predator and Prey (1/3)
Title: Predator and Prey
Author: Chosenfire
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN. All recognizable characters and situations belong to their respective owners and I make no profit off of playing with them.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Buffy/Dean
Spoilers: BtVS post season 7, SPN season 1 “The Benders”
Summary: SPN ep The Benders done with a Buffy twist. They think they are the hunters but they’re wrong.
AN: This is a three-part story and here is the first part, the next two are to come shortly . I am a long time member of Route 66: Destination Sunnydale and its only natural I share the B/D love on LJ. ENjoy and let me know what you think.
Chapter 1 Caged
Sam groaned his hand shooting to the back of his head where the pain was coming from. He winced as he twisted on his side and attempted to get up hampered by the cage he found himself locked up in. “Shit.” He moaned and closed his eyes trying to form a plan.
After his discussion with Alvin Jenkins he watched as two men, he assumed, wearing long black coats and large hats that disguised any features came in. One of the men walked over to Jenkins cage and kicked it causing the other man to back off into one of the corners.
Sam’s eyes were on the other man who went to a panel of buttons attached to a pole in the middle of the room. He inserted a key into the panel and twisted it and Sam looked over to where Jenkins cage opened.
As Jenkins screamed to be left alone the placed food in his cage and locked it again.
One of them disappeared out of the room while the other went to stand by the panel and Sam’s brows knitted in confusion.
What were they up to now?
A cold fear filled Sam as he saw the other cloaked man carry in a small limp body in his arms. What chilled him was the hanging blond hair that shown radiant in the dark atmosphere. He was so distracted by that that when the other man banged on the cage by him he jumped back giving them time to open it and dump the woman in with them before locking it again.
Sam watched them go edging his way over to the unconscious woman and as they disappeared he brought her up into his arms her hair falling out of her face so he could see its delicate softness.
He heard Jenkins sharp intake of breath and glanced over at the other man who was straining on the cage that held him in his eyes locked on the woman the food he had been wolfing down forgotten.
“You know her?” Sam asked softly studying the dark haired unshaven man.
He nodded and his voice sounded ragged “She’s the damn Calvary, we’re screwed.” The man looked at the girl in Sam’s arms like all his hope had been lost, His earlier bravado had faded to be replaced by a look of bleak fear and Sam puzzled over his words.
He looked down at the small woman cradled in his arms. She felt so light and insubstantial. Sam wondered what about her had filled the man with such hope.
Her eyes fluttered open and when they locked on Sam’s he knew.
He saw the fire, the strength. He saw what Jenkins obviously already knew about her, a warrior. Because everytime he looked in the mirror, every time he looked at his father, and everytime he looked at his brother he saw the same thing.
She groaned sitting up in his arms and muttered “Gee we haven’t even had coffee.” She pilled away and Sam couldn’t help but laugh seeing the small smile that tugged at the corner of her mouth.
She looked around and noticed Jenkins “How you holding up?” she asked he man her voice taking on a commanding tone that cause Sam to wince hearing his father in her voice.
Jenkins came to attention “Good, how they grab you?” his eyes were filled with concern.
Sam saw the grimace and Buffy’s lips as her eyes darkened “Bastards took me by surprise with a tranq gun in the woods.” She shot Jenkins a glare “You know this is all your fault,” she started wiping the dirt off her clothes mumbling “god you Watchers are worse than Dawn, its not even Tuesday.”
She sighed turning to a guilty looking Jenkins “Sorry, my top is stained.” She told him liked it explained everything and to her it did and apparently he did too.
Something had caught Sam’s attention and he asked ‘Watcher’s?” the title sounding familiar to him.
Buffy’s eyes went wide and she shared a quick look with Jenkins “Yeah you know Watcher’s watch stuff and he was watching stuff.” She finished lamely grimacing; she had never been good at the lying. She looked up at him hopefully and seeing that he wasn’t buying it huffed “Well that went well.”
Realization dawned on Sam “Are you a Slayer?” then he shook his head at the absurdity “No, Slayers are myths, they don’t exist.” He looked up at Buffy.
“You hear that,” Buffy turned to Jenkins a bright smile inn place “I don’t exist.” Getting serious she turned to Sam “Yes Slayers do you exist and I am one and anyway how do you know about Slayers?” she turned the tables on him not too worried. For some reason she always ran into the supernaturally connected people. It did make her job a hell of a lot easier.
“Me and my brother are hunters.” Sam told her vaguely dealing with the information she had told him. Slayer’s existed. A thought popped into his head “So do vampires exist?”
“That’s why the title is Vampire Slayer,” Buffy said simply “Slayer of vampires.”
Sam couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face. Dean was going to hate this.
“Okay I don’t know why that makes you happy.” Buffy looked around the cage they were kept in “But sharing time is over now can we get on with the escaping of inevitable death.”
“Dammit Jenkins.” Buffy muttered her eyes scanning the parking lot for anything that could give her a clue to where her missing Watcher was. The kid had told her it was a monster and Buffy was quick to believe him cause why else would a reliable Watcher just up and disappear.
Her cellphone rang and she answered it unable to hide the exhaustion in her voice “Yeah.”
“Open your laptop, I found something.” Buffy followed Willow’s instructions logging in and unto her mail as she balanced it on the hood of her dark blue rental car.
“Okay what am I looking for?” she asked Willow as she switched the phone to her other ear as she clicked on the message and the black on white photos popped up.
“Well I hacked into the surveillance cameras by the highway and this is what I got.” Buffy looked at the ugly camper vehicle and the pieces of the puzzle started to fit.
“Where was it last scene?” she asked her face grim.
“Disappearing into the woods.”
“Okay,” Buffy closed her laptop tossing it into the backseat of the rental “I’ll check in tomorrow.” She hung up pocketing the device and got into the car bringing up the directions on the nifty GPS courtesy of the Council’s funds.
When Alvin Jenkins, Watcher, had gone missing Buffy had been the nearest one in the area and she had set out to find him. So now she had to drive into the woods to track down an errant Watcher and she had never been fond of nature.
She hated camping.
“They’re just people.” Sam pointed out sounding a little shocked.
Jenkins snorted “Yeah well what did you expect.”
Buffy sent him a withering glare and turned to Sam “Don’t answer that.” She paced the length of the cage giving off waves of agitation.
Sam turned back to Jenkins going “How often do they feed you?” trying to gather as much information as possible.
Jenkins groaned “Once a day. And they use that thing over there to open the cage.” He pointed to the panel and both Buffy and Sam’s eyes followed.
“What do you think they want?” the question was directed at Buffy whose eyes had locked on Sam as he reached through the top of the cage and grabbed a long metal wire stretching from the top of the pole to the ground.
Buffy said offhandedly “Depends on who they are?” Sam tried to pull it down his face scrunching up and Buffy nudged his shoulder getting his attention.
“Let me try, Slayer strength.” She explained.
He nodded moving out of her way and his hands went around her waist as he boasted her up. She grabbed it concentrating fully on the task at hand and pulled.
Jenkins muttered from the cage across from theirs “They’re a bunch of psycho hillbilly rednecks if you ask me, looking for love in all the wrong places.”
Buffy continued to pull on the wire ignoring Jenkins tirade and it started to detach.
“Why don’t you give it up?” Jenkins asked Buffy “There’s no way out shorty.”
Buffy gritted out “Don’t call me short.” The coil finally came loose and a small piece of metal fell on the floor of the cage. Sam put her down to pick it up examining it closely.
“What is it?” Jenkins asked curiously straining against the bars that held him in
“It’s a bracket.” Sam said turning it over.
Jenkins snorted “Well, thank God, a bracket. Now we’ve got ‘em, huh?” and suddenly Jenkins cage unlocked and opened. “Must’ve been short.” He commented getting out a smile appearing on his face “Maybe you knocked somethin’ loose.”
Sam and Buffy stood side by side watching him and Sam said softly “I think you should get back in there, Jenkins.”
“What?” the other man looked taken aback by the suggestion to get back in the cage he had been trapped in. It was crazy.
“This isn’t right.” Sam said urgently, something didn’t feel right about this.
“Don’t you wanna get out of here?” Jenkins asked.
“Yeah…” Sam said but was interrupted by Buffy.
“It was too easy.” The Slayer gave the Watcher an urgent look “You know it’s never that easy.”
“Look, I’m gonna get out of here, and I’m gonna send help, okay, don’t worry.” Jenkins made to leave.
“It could be a trap.” Sam yelled.
“Jenkins get your ass back in the cage, that’s an order.” Buffy yelled feeling the situation spiral out of control. Sam was tight, something about this was wrong and dammit it was her job to keep these people safe.
Jenkins looked back at them “Bye Sammy, bye Buffy.” He muttered and left.
Buffy pounded her fist on the metal trying to get through and Sam watched his retreating back dread in the pit of his stomach.
Buffy started to pace back and forth and when they heard the scream her face lost all color and she gritted out “I’m going to kill those bastards.”
Author: Chosenfire
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN. All recognizable characters and situations belong to their respective owners and I make no profit off of playing with them.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Buffy/Dean
Spoilers: BtVS post season 7, SPN season 1 “The Benders”
Summary: SPN ep The Benders done with a Buffy twist. They think they are the hunters but they’re wrong.
AN: This is a three-part story and here is the first part, the next two are to come shortly . I am a long time member of Route 66: Destination Sunnydale and its only natural I share the B/D love on LJ. ENjoy and let me know what you think.
Chapter 1 Caged
Sam groaned his hand shooting to the back of his head where the pain was coming from. He winced as he twisted on his side and attempted to get up hampered by the cage he found himself locked up in. “Shit.” He moaned and closed his eyes trying to form a plan.
After his discussion with Alvin Jenkins he watched as two men, he assumed, wearing long black coats and large hats that disguised any features came in. One of the men walked over to Jenkins cage and kicked it causing the other man to back off into one of the corners.
Sam’s eyes were on the other man who went to a panel of buttons attached to a pole in the middle of the room. He inserted a key into the panel and twisted it and Sam looked over to where Jenkins cage opened.
As Jenkins screamed to be left alone the placed food in his cage and locked it again.
One of them disappeared out of the room while the other went to stand by the panel and Sam’s brows knitted in confusion.
What were they up to now?
A cold fear filled Sam as he saw the other cloaked man carry in a small limp body in his arms. What chilled him was the hanging blond hair that shown radiant in the dark atmosphere. He was so distracted by that that when the other man banged on the cage by him he jumped back giving them time to open it and dump the woman in with them before locking it again.
Sam watched them go edging his way over to the unconscious woman and as they disappeared he brought her up into his arms her hair falling out of her face so he could see its delicate softness.
He heard Jenkins sharp intake of breath and glanced over at the other man who was straining on the cage that held him in his eyes locked on the woman the food he had been wolfing down forgotten.
“You know her?” Sam asked softly studying the dark haired unshaven man.
He nodded and his voice sounded ragged “She’s the damn Calvary, we’re screwed.” The man looked at the girl in Sam’s arms like all his hope had been lost, His earlier bravado had faded to be replaced by a look of bleak fear and Sam puzzled over his words.
He looked down at the small woman cradled in his arms. She felt so light and insubstantial. Sam wondered what about her had filled the man with such hope.
Her eyes fluttered open and when they locked on Sam’s he knew.
He saw the fire, the strength. He saw what Jenkins obviously already knew about her, a warrior. Because everytime he looked in the mirror, every time he looked at his father, and everytime he looked at his brother he saw the same thing.
She groaned sitting up in his arms and muttered “Gee we haven’t even had coffee.” She pilled away and Sam couldn’t help but laugh seeing the small smile that tugged at the corner of her mouth.
She looked around and noticed Jenkins “How you holding up?” she asked he man her voice taking on a commanding tone that cause Sam to wince hearing his father in her voice.
Jenkins came to attention “Good, how they grab you?” his eyes were filled with concern.
Sam saw the grimace and Buffy’s lips as her eyes darkened “Bastards took me by surprise with a tranq gun in the woods.” She shot Jenkins a glare “You know this is all your fault,” she started wiping the dirt off her clothes mumbling “god you Watchers are worse than Dawn, its not even Tuesday.”
She sighed turning to a guilty looking Jenkins “Sorry, my top is stained.” She told him liked it explained everything and to her it did and apparently he did too.
Something had caught Sam’s attention and he asked ‘Watcher’s?” the title sounding familiar to him.
Buffy’s eyes went wide and she shared a quick look with Jenkins “Yeah you know Watcher’s watch stuff and he was watching stuff.” She finished lamely grimacing; she had never been good at the lying. She looked up at him hopefully and seeing that he wasn’t buying it huffed “Well that went well.”
Realization dawned on Sam “Are you a Slayer?” then he shook his head at the absurdity “No, Slayers are myths, they don’t exist.” He looked up at Buffy.
“You hear that,” Buffy turned to Jenkins a bright smile inn place “I don’t exist.” Getting serious she turned to Sam “Yes Slayers do you exist and I am one and anyway how do you know about Slayers?” she turned the tables on him not too worried. For some reason she always ran into the supernaturally connected people. It did make her job a hell of a lot easier.
“Me and my brother are hunters.” Sam told her vaguely dealing with the information she had told him. Slayer’s existed. A thought popped into his head “So do vampires exist?”
“That’s why the title is Vampire Slayer,” Buffy said simply “Slayer of vampires.”
Sam couldn’t help the grin that spread across his face. Dean was going to hate this.
“Okay I don’t know why that makes you happy.” Buffy looked around the cage they were kept in “But sharing time is over now can we get on with the escaping of inevitable death.”
“Dammit Jenkins.” Buffy muttered her eyes scanning the parking lot for anything that could give her a clue to where her missing Watcher was. The kid had told her it was a monster and Buffy was quick to believe him cause why else would a reliable Watcher just up and disappear.
Her cellphone rang and she answered it unable to hide the exhaustion in her voice “Yeah.”
“Open your laptop, I found something.” Buffy followed Willow’s instructions logging in and unto her mail as she balanced it on the hood of her dark blue rental car.
“Okay what am I looking for?” she asked Willow as she switched the phone to her other ear as she clicked on the message and the black on white photos popped up.
“Well I hacked into the surveillance cameras by the highway and this is what I got.” Buffy looked at the ugly camper vehicle and the pieces of the puzzle started to fit.
“Where was it last scene?” she asked her face grim.
“Disappearing into the woods.”
“Okay,” Buffy closed her laptop tossing it into the backseat of the rental “I’ll check in tomorrow.” She hung up pocketing the device and got into the car bringing up the directions on the nifty GPS courtesy of the Council’s funds.
When Alvin Jenkins, Watcher, had gone missing Buffy had been the nearest one in the area and she had set out to find him. So now she had to drive into the woods to track down an errant Watcher and she had never been fond of nature.
She hated camping.
“They’re just people.” Sam pointed out sounding a little shocked.
Jenkins snorted “Yeah well what did you expect.”
Buffy sent him a withering glare and turned to Sam “Don’t answer that.” She paced the length of the cage giving off waves of agitation.
Sam turned back to Jenkins going “How often do they feed you?” trying to gather as much information as possible.
Jenkins groaned “Once a day. And they use that thing over there to open the cage.” He pointed to the panel and both Buffy and Sam’s eyes followed.
“What do you think they want?” the question was directed at Buffy whose eyes had locked on Sam as he reached through the top of the cage and grabbed a long metal wire stretching from the top of the pole to the ground.
Buffy said offhandedly “Depends on who they are?” Sam tried to pull it down his face scrunching up and Buffy nudged his shoulder getting his attention.
“Let me try, Slayer strength.” She explained.
He nodded moving out of her way and his hands went around her waist as he boasted her up. She grabbed it concentrating fully on the task at hand and pulled.
Jenkins muttered from the cage across from theirs “They’re a bunch of psycho hillbilly rednecks if you ask me, looking for love in all the wrong places.”
Buffy continued to pull on the wire ignoring Jenkins tirade and it started to detach.
“Why don’t you give it up?” Jenkins asked Buffy “There’s no way out shorty.”
Buffy gritted out “Don’t call me short.” The coil finally came loose and a small piece of metal fell on the floor of the cage. Sam put her down to pick it up examining it closely.
“What is it?” Jenkins asked curiously straining against the bars that held him in
“It’s a bracket.” Sam said turning it over.
Jenkins snorted “Well, thank God, a bracket. Now we’ve got ‘em, huh?” and suddenly Jenkins cage unlocked and opened. “Must’ve been short.” He commented getting out a smile appearing on his face “Maybe you knocked somethin’ loose.”
Sam and Buffy stood side by side watching him and Sam said softly “I think you should get back in there, Jenkins.”
“What?” the other man looked taken aback by the suggestion to get back in the cage he had been trapped in. It was crazy.
“This isn’t right.” Sam said urgently, something didn’t feel right about this.
“Don’t you wanna get out of here?” Jenkins asked.
“Yeah…” Sam said but was interrupted by Buffy.
“It was too easy.” The Slayer gave the Watcher an urgent look “You know it’s never that easy.”
“Look, I’m gonna get out of here, and I’m gonna send help, okay, don’t worry.” Jenkins made to leave.
“It could be a trap.” Sam yelled.
“Jenkins get your ass back in the cage, that’s an order.” Buffy yelled feeling the situation spiral out of control. Sam was tight, something about this was wrong and dammit it was her job to keep these people safe.
Jenkins looked back at them “Bye Sammy, bye Buffy.” He muttered and left.
Buffy pounded her fist on the metal trying to get through and Sam watched his retreating back dread in the pit of his stomach.
Buffy started to pace back and forth and when they heard the scream her face lost all color and she gritted out “I’m going to kill those bastards.”