What Are Cousins For?
Title: What Are Cousins For
Author: Maeve Bran
Disclaimer: I do not own Leverage or Buffy, nor do I make any profit on this piece of fiction. It is purely for my own enjoyment.
Rated:PG
Notes:Pre serries for Leverage and between seasons 1 and 2 for Buffy. For challenge #92 Road Trip
Summary: A cousin comes to help Joyce look for Buffy.
Word Count:200
An incessant pounding sounds at the door and Joyce opens it. A man in jeans, flannel, and cowboy boots, with long hair and wire rim glasses stands glaring at her.
“I'm here Joyce, what's the emergency?” Eliot demands. “I just drove from Kentucky in twenty four hours. This road trip better be worth it.”
Joyce looks at him with tears in her eyes and flings herself into his arms. He wraps them around her reflexively.
“It's Buffy,” Joyce sobs.
Eliot leads her into her house and sits her down on the couch.
“What about her?” Eliot asks.
“She's run away,” Joyce explains. “I want you to retrieve her.”
“Retrieve her?” Eliot asks for clarity.
“It's what you do, isn't it?” Joyce asks. “Retrieve things. That's what Grandma says anyway.”
“Yeah it what I do,” Eliot answers. “Things not people. Normally”
“Buffy is only sixteen, Eliot. She needs to be found before . . .” Joyce sobbed. “You have to help.”
There was one thing Eliot couldn't hide from, crying female relatives. If he did his Momma and Grandma would have his hide.
“Fine. Why did she leave?” Eliot asked.
Joyce brightened. “You'll do it?”
“What are cousins for?” Eliot said with a smile.
Author: Maeve Bran
Disclaimer: I do not own Leverage or Buffy, nor do I make any profit on this piece of fiction. It is purely for my own enjoyment.
Rated:PG
Notes:Pre serries for Leverage and between seasons 1 and 2 for Buffy. For challenge #92 Road Trip
Summary: A cousin comes to help Joyce look for Buffy.
Word Count:200
An incessant pounding sounds at the door and Joyce opens it. A man in jeans, flannel, and cowboy boots, with long hair and wire rim glasses stands glaring at her.
“I'm here Joyce, what's the emergency?” Eliot demands. “I just drove from Kentucky in twenty four hours. This road trip better be worth it.”
Joyce looks at him with tears in her eyes and flings herself into his arms. He wraps them around her reflexively.
“It's Buffy,” Joyce sobs.
Eliot leads her into her house and sits her down on the couch.
“What about her?” Eliot asks.
“She's run away,” Joyce explains. “I want you to retrieve her.”
“Retrieve her?” Eliot asks for clarity.
“It's what you do, isn't it?” Joyce asks. “Retrieve things. That's what Grandma says anyway.”
“Yeah it what I do,” Eliot answers. “Things not people. Normally”
“Buffy is only sixteen, Eliot. She needs to be found before . . .” Joyce sobbed. “You have to help.”
There was one thing Eliot couldn't hide from, crying female relatives. If he did his Momma and Grandma would have his hide.
“Fine. Why did she leave?” Eliot asked.
Joyce brightened. “You'll do it?”
“What are cousins for?” Eliot said with a smile.