A Friendly Warning
Title: A Friendly Warning
Author: Ragna (afteriwake)
Fandom: CSI: NY/Supernatural/Buffyverse
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: None of the characters from any of these shows belong to me.
Author's Notes: For xoverland. I promise I’ll write Dean & Bela’s reunion soon, if there’s a long fic challenge over there.
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“Yes, Danny, I’ve hunted werewolves before,” Angell said with a sigh as she puttered around her living room. Then she stopped as Danny replied. “Seriously? Buffy saw a werewolf? In Central Park? No way!” Her eyes widened, and then they went back to normal and she sighed. “You can’t cure them, you can only kill them. Yes, I’m sure. Ask Bela for some silver bullets, and be careful. Well, I can’t do it because I’ve got the graveyard shift in a stakeout in…” She checked her watch. “An hour.” Then she paused again. “Fine. Take Flack with you. He’s a better shot.” Then she laughed. “Oh, you think I’m joking? Let’s all go to the range and we can prove it. Anyway, I’ve got to go. Stakeout in an hour, remember? Bye, Danny.” She hung up and was just heading into the kitchen when there was a knock at the door. “Damnit,” she mutterd under her breath as she got to the door and opened it. A smile crept on her face. “Bobby!”
“Hey there, Jessica,” Bobby said with a grin of his own. “How’s the world going for you?”
“Oh, same old, same old. Trying to balance a career in law enforcement and hunting. Come on in.” She moved out of the way and Bobby came into her apartment. “How about you?”
“Hunting, and trying to keep Dean out of trouble.”
“Where is he?” she asked.
He shifted slightly and looked down. “Decided to pay Bela a visit.”
“Oh God,” she said. “And you let him?”
“Well, he’s got that angel with him. I don’t think he’ll cause too much trouble.” He looked at her. “That’s not why I’m here, though.”
“More bad news?”
“Sam’s got a lock on you. He knows you’re helping Bela. You weren’t there the night he paid a visit, so we thought you’d be safe, but you’re not.”
“Fuck,” she said bluntly. And then she sighed. “He never did like me. It was only a matter of time anyway, I guess.”
“You got the protection talismans I sent along?”
She pointed to her front door and Bobby turned to look, spotting it on the top. “Every door and window. And I’ve got salt, if I need it.”
“Hopefully you won’t,” he said with a nod. “I don’t think he’s really all that interested in you. Just Bela and her angel.”
“He knows Dean is alive. Why is he still hung up on her?”
“Don’t know, he just is.” He sighed and rubbed a hand across his face. “World’s facing down an apocalypse, and we’ve got big things to worry about.”
“Yeah, I know,” she said dejectedly.
“But anyway. Just wanted to stop by, see if you were safe and pass on the news. Hopefully it’ll do you some good.”
“It will,” she said. Then she moved over to him and gave him a hug. “You stay safe too, okay?”
“I’ll try my best,” he said before heading to the door and letting himself out.
Author: Ragna (afteriwake)
Fandom: CSI: NY/Supernatural/Buffyverse
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: None of the characters from any of these shows belong to me.
Author's Notes: For xoverland. I promise I’ll write Dean & Bela’s reunion soon, if there’s a long fic challenge over there.
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“Yes, Danny, I’ve hunted werewolves before,” Angell said with a sigh as she puttered around her living room. Then she stopped as Danny replied. “Seriously? Buffy saw a werewolf? In Central Park? No way!” Her eyes widened, and then they went back to normal and she sighed. “You can’t cure them, you can only kill them. Yes, I’m sure. Ask Bela for some silver bullets, and be careful. Well, I can’t do it because I’ve got the graveyard shift in a stakeout in…” She checked her watch. “An hour.” Then she paused again. “Fine. Take Flack with you. He’s a better shot.” Then she laughed. “Oh, you think I’m joking? Let’s all go to the range and we can prove it. Anyway, I’ve got to go. Stakeout in an hour, remember? Bye, Danny.” She hung up and was just heading into the kitchen when there was a knock at the door. “Damnit,” she mutterd under her breath as she got to the door and opened it. A smile crept on her face. “Bobby!”
“Hey there, Jessica,” Bobby said with a grin of his own. “How’s the world going for you?”
“Oh, same old, same old. Trying to balance a career in law enforcement and hunting. Come on in.” She moved out of the way and Bobby came into her apartment. “How about you?”
“Hunting, and trying to keep Dean out of trouble.”
“Where is he?” she asked.
He shifted slightly and looked down. “Decided to pay Bela a visit.”
“Oh God,” she said. “And you let him?”
“Well, he’s got that angel with him. I don’t think he’ll cause too much trouble.” He looked at her. “That’s not why I’m here, though.”
“More bad news?”
“Sam’s got a lock on you. He knows you’re helping Bela. You weren’t there the night he paid a visit, so we thought you’d be safe, but you’re not.”
“Fuck,” she said bluntly. And then she sighed. “He never did like me. It was only a matter of time anyway, I guess.”
“You got the protection talismans I sent along?”
She pointed to her front door and Bobby turned to look, spotting it on the top. “Every door and window. And I’ve got salt, if I need it.”
“Hopefully you won’t,” he said with a nod. “I don’t think he’s really all that interested in you. Just Bela and her angel.”
“He knows Dean is alive. Why is he still hung up on her?”
“Don’t know, he just is.” He sighed and rubbed a hand across his face. “World’s facing down an apocalypse, and we’ve got big things to worry about.”
“Yeah, I know,” she said dejectedly.
“But anyway. Just wanted to stop by, see if you were safe and pass on the news. Hopefully it’ll do you some good.”
“It will,” she said. Then she moved over to him and gave him a hug. “You stay safe too, okay?”
“I’ll try my best,” he said before heading to the door and letting himself out.