A Watcher's Son
Find That Fiend
Author: Clea Saal
Fandom: The Sentinel / Buffy, the Vampire Slayer / Highlander
Rating: 13+
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Buffy, the Vampire Slayer


The Sentinel

Stargate: SG-1
Crossover series

Birds of a Feather

In the Genes

A Watcher's Son


Find That Fiend

I swear I'm going to kill Ellison. I know he's anxious to figure out just what it is that we are dealing with, we all are, but he's driving me crazy... he's driving us all crazy. He may be a detective and a sentinel, he may be able to read a crime scene better than anyone else on this planet but just ask him to stand by while we play a game of 'find that fiend' using those strange objects commonly known as books and the result is not a pretty picture. I think his problem is not so much the research part of the equation as the stand by one... unfortunately seeing how most of the texts we are working with are not exactly modern English he has no choice but to wait while Giles, Willow, Dawn and I do most of the work. Blair is helping us as best he can so he's unavailable to keep Ellison calm and patient is not the first adjective that comes to my mind when I think about the detective.

From what I've been able to observe in these past couple of hours there's a distinct pattern to his behavior. He paces around the room for about five minutes, then he picks up a book, gets frustrated when he can't understand it, attempts to throw it against a wall --this causes Giles to react by rushing to the poor book's rescue and that breaks everyone's concentration-- then there's a short shouting match, Blair does his best to get everyone to calm down again, Jim apologizes, settles down and manages to look contrite for about three minutes before he starts fidgeting again, he complains that we are wasting time and he doesn't want to find any more dead children in his city... then he gets up, starts pacing again and we repeat the process.

The truth is that this whole thing would probably be a lot easier without this modern obsession with the well-being of children.That's what's gotten to them all and I'm just waiting for one of them to explode. Back when child mortality was at about eighty percent a child who lived was seen as a pleasant surprise, today a dead child is seen as unnatural... of course the violence and the demons aren't exactly helping matters either. We are all tense, we are doing the best we can and I know it is only a matter of time before Ellison's impatience causes someone else to react. Me? I'm just waiting for the fireworks to start.

I don't have to wait long.

There are certain things money can't buy and the look on Jim's face when Willow finally snaps and tells him to please just go PMS elsewhere definitely qualifies as priceless. I manage to draw on millennia of experience to contain my mirth but the others aren't so lucky and that only makes matters worse... well at least I can hope that little respite was enough to break the tension and allow everyone to focus. I don't know when I decided to go grow myself a conscience --maybe it was a side effect of spending too much time with a certain Highlander who shall remain nameless-- all I know is that even though the thing is damn annoying, I do want to find this demon just as badly as everyone else here.

I think the problem is that this is one instance in which we are finding our library to be woefully inappropriate. We have made more progress than I could have hoped for in rebuilding it but for really obscure demons it is still not enough, and in this case we are drawing a blank. I'm not particularly surprised by that, seeing how Willow has already managed to input most of the relevant info we have available into the database and that was the first thing we checked, but still there's bound to be some sort of clue somewhere. I suspect our breakthrough will take the form of something that just happens to jog the watcher's memory rather than something that is directly contained in the volumes we have available to us, but still I keep on reading. I just hope that that breakthrough won't be in the form of more corpses.

Come to think of it, that is one interesting difference between the new Council and both of the old ones. I remember how much trouble Adam Pierson got into for creating the Immortal database... I wonder what the Immortal Watchers would have made out of Willow. The truth is that over the past few months I've grown to like her, all of them really, and I'm going to miss them. I know it's just a matter of time before I lose them and there's nothing I can do about it. Five thousand years may have taught me not to waste what little time I have with mortal friends thinking about the future but sometimes those thoughts do creep in... and the thing is that for the first time in a really long time I feel like I am home. There's no hero worship here, I don't have to hide and I'm not a legend either. I'm just a guy, no stranger than anyone else around here and even though I'm in the front lines of the most dangerous battle ever fought I am also incredibly safe. We watch each other's backs and I know no Immortal can hope to get past them.

I am brought back to the matter at hand by Giles muttered "Dear Lord!"

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