Xander had heard that Steve had been recalled for a special mission and
was coming back. He more than most knew what sort of mental shape
you came in when a mission went wrong. All his contacts had warned
him that it had so he knew Steve needed something. Xander drove
out to pick him up from the base, getting a dirty look. "C'mon."
"Harris," he growled.
"Having been in that state," Xander said dryly. "We're going to
make sure you relax before you see my cousin and scare her." Steve
flinched. "Get in. It won't hurt you any." Steve slid
in and buckled up. "It's a special treat but I know how to get
you untense without liquor. It's going to be a bit weird but I've
done this myself after battles," he said quietly as he drove them
off. Steve nodded. Xander drove him to the spa, getting a
funny look. Xander smirked. "Trust me. It helped
Hannibal and the others after New York and in Miami when he had that bad
week of injuries." He got him checked in and the special
treatment team came out to help him.
Steve got put into a room that smelled clean, like clean laundry.
There was a large, round, stone tub that he got put into. Then two
pretty girls scrubbed him down from head to toe. Steve let them
even though it felt a bit weird. They got him out and toweled off
then pointed at a table. He looked at it, pretty standard for a
massage. He laid down, going with the flow for now. He did
finally feel very clean. The massage expert came in and she was a
tiny, delicate looking native woman. She spread oil over his back
with a sponge then climbed onto his back to walk across it.
Steve moaned because it felt good, but it also felt...more.
Something was different about this one. All his tension was
drained and seeping out of his pores. He wasn't sure why but it
was very nice. Not quite creating sexual feelings but it was
still...nice. When she was done, she climbed down and did an
excellent scalp massage. He moaned at it, it felt very good.
She released him to someone else who came in to do a harder
massage. It wasn't quite as special as the first one but he was
nearly asleep when they were done. Xander collected him once they
had helped him get redressed, into something new he noticed.
Xander drove him home, handed him to Danno, then left. Danno led
him to bed and let him sleep as long as he wanted.
This was the best post-mission care he'd ever had.
Danno walked up to Xander the next day. "Thanks," he said quietly.
"Been there, needed that," he said with a weak smile. "But I'm glad it helped."
"It helped tons. He's back to normal SEAL behavior today." He smiled. "Was she like the one in New York?"
"Yup." He grinned. "It helps a lot."
"Yeah, it did." He patted him on the arm, looking down at the confused looking Jensen. "Why're you pouty?"
"Ba?" he asked Xander, who smiled and nodded. "Bad!"
"No, not bad. It took all the post-mission tension out," Xander
said quietly, smiling at him. "They can do that without doing more
than a massage." Jensen gave him another strange look before
crawling off. "Fine."
Danno snickered. "He'll learn some day I'm sure. Maybe when
he's sixteen or so." Xander rolled his eyes, getting a punch on
the arm. "Beyond that, why is one of your dates on this island?"
"Which one of my dates?"
"Huh. I wonder how he found out where I am since he doesn't watch
tv." He considered it then texted Dawn, who claimed
innocence. "Well, I guess we can talk to him. The boys
should be able to protect me." Danno walked off shaking his
head. "Have a good day at work, cousin."
"Yeah, you too. Be safe, especially if you bring the boys."
"Yup." The boys all stared at him. "Car." They crawled
that way. Xander got their stroller loaded too. Then he
drove them to the bar. A few people gave him horrified
looks. "What? Some day all my contacts list will be
theirs." The bartender laughed. "Beyond that, there's a damn
reporter hovering by the house again."
"Sucks to be you," one of the women in the bar called, earning a few laughs.
"Next time I won't save kids and a cat then." He looked at the
boys. Jensen and Clay were both trying to get out. "Your
usual flirting targets aren't here, guys. Quit." Clay
finally got free and thumped down, crawling over to one to bite as hard
as he could. Xander saw who it was that had yelped. "Oh,
hey, Miller." He smirked. "Why are you here?"
"Looking for you." He glared at the kid, who sneered back. "You're really warping them into your sons, Harris."
"Watch me smack you," Xander offered.
"No thanks. Our boss thinks you have too many weapons and you might be tempted to sell some for money."
"Why do I need money?" he asked dryly. Miller swallowed.
"Because nothing of mine has been stolen from, confiscated, or anything
else that I've heard about. My trust, which was paying me back for
all the weapons I got for the slayers, the ones I bought, is in a
touchproof place." He stared at him. "So why would I?"
"To get new contacts?" he offered. "Or because you're dating again?"
"I never sold anything to anyone I've dated. I've had to buy a few times. Steal another few."
"Can't you guys have your gay spat somewhere else?" someone else sneered.
Xander shot him with his mini crossbow, making him scream as it hit his
knee. "No, because I have taste. Miller isn't showing
taste. He's a Buffy sort of boyfriend, not a Xander one."
Roque cackled. "Is he, Jorge?"
"No, Xander has better taste than a Homeland agent and former
commando." He smiled at the boys then at him. "They're
"Sometimes, yeah." Roque took his knife and he looked down.
"You don't need that." Roque pouted so he let him keep it.
He let Cougar have the mini crossbow since he was reaching for it.
"You let them have weapons already?" Jorge asked, looking awed.
"Past life memories," Xander quipped with a smirk. "Before they were commandos."
"Awww." He smiled and waved at Cougar. "You look very good with that crossbow, young man. What's your name?"
"Carlos. That's Frank that bit the agent. That's William,
Jake, and Linwood." He grinned. "They're great sons."
"I'm sure they are," he agreed, waving again. Cougar shot at him
and smirked. "Aww, they are just like your boys. You did the
same thing the last time you saw me."
"That's because the time before that you tried to kill my ass."
"Good point but it was good sex before I tried to kill you."
Xander stared at him. "No sex is good enough for an attempt on my life. I'm not Dawn."
"Fine." He pouted. He watched as Roque stabbed something
that came up on the other side of the stroller, making him yelp in
pain. "Is it a Little Person?"
Xander looked. "Not of the fey sort. Yes, Horace?"
"Roque? Yeah. And?" He shrugged. "You know he's
about like I am over my swords whenever he gets a knife." He took
it. "Apologize, Roque, since he's not a mean person to you."
Roque scowled at him. "Bad?"
Horace smirked. "Yes but you're much too young for me even if you do end up dating like your father."
Jensen cackled and patted him. "Bad bad, but no bad ba!"
"No, he's not a succuba," Xander sighed, shaking his head. The
bartender and a few others laughed. "Hannibal told him about
Jorge looked at him. "I agree, succuba are bad for your father."
"They sure suck the hellmouth taint out," Xander said dryly.
"Which is really handy." Someone ran into the bar with a
scream. Xander threw his knife at them. They screamed and
fell down. "Huh. I need to practice more. I meant to
hit him in the thigh." He shrugged. It was a nice upper
shoulder shot. It still did the desired job. "Who the fuck
are you?" he demanded calmly.
"You're evil!" he whimpered.
Xander stared down at him. "No, I'm not evil. I've had
caffeine and sugary goodness today." He smirked. "I can
become evil if you want me to."
"You have weapons," he moaned.
"I have permission to have weapons. The president said I'd better
have weapons and I can hoard as many as I want. Why does that make
me evil?" The man whimpered and backed up. "Uh-huh."
He called. "Are you anywhere near my house? If so, check my
weapons?" He grinned. "That's very good to know. Does
my cousin have them? Great!" He grinned. "Yeah, give
me names later and I'll make sure I can replace them. Thanks,
Stephen." He hung up and looked at him. "You're so
dead." He smirked. "You went against a presidential
order." The man tried to crawl backwards. "Sure, you do
that. My cousin would love to speak to you about my
weapons." He smirked as McGarrett stomped in. "Was it
another jackass from Homeland like the former Initiative guy my kid
"Yes." He smirked. "They're very sorry and I showed them
your letter of permission. They said it's not right so I had Chin
find your backup phone and called him. The president does know how
to swear, I wasn't aware he could." He stared at him.
Xander grinned. "I knew he could. He spent a whole day
swearing at us, especially at Buffy for believing she could handle
everything without help. So how many do I get to go find later?"
"Turn them in, Xander. We rescued all but one of your axes and they ran it over."
"My axe? My *special* axe?" he demanded.
"No! No, the one with all the black tracings that you got from the fandom catalog."
"Oh, that's fine. Then they can buy me a new one." He stared
at Miller. "Call home, Toto. Because, clearly this is not
Kansas. Brad, got any listerine in case Frank caught something
from him?" He got handed some and gave it to the baby.
"Swish and spit." He did, right on Miller's leg, making him wince
as the alcohol burnt the injury. "Good boy. Back into the
stroller. Cougar, no shooting anyone else for right now."
Steve took the crossbow and the knife from the person Xander had
"You can have the toys back later, when you're being a good boy," Steve
said with a smug look. Miller went pale suddenly.
"Good. Let's go talk, shall we?" he ordered, hauling him up to
walk him off. "We drove the reporter off again, kid."
"Thanks, McGarrett." He sat down on a barstool, looking at his
boys then at his ex. "So, anyway, what brings you to Hawaii?"
"I came to see if you would take me back?"
Xander stared at him. "The sex was nice but you still tried to
kill me. I'm kinda over the whole 'killing Xander during sex'
stage of my life," he said dryly. "I have to think about the
"Dawn could help you," he said.
"Dawn's presently fighting off the coven of supposedly light side
witches that keep trying to blood bind her to Hannibal." Hannibal
and Dawn stomped in, rehandcuffed. He had seen them coming.
Xander sighed. "I'd offer you a knife but McGarrett took
it." The little person that Roque had stabbed moved over to unhook
them. "Thanks, Horace. Remember, the president said you
can't destroy Mexico with magic, Dawn."
"Fuck that, you have artillery," Hannibal said dryly. "I can do it the mundane way."
"Stephen's giving me some names tonight so I get new babies," he said happily.
Hannibal smirked. "You need backup. I can do that."
"Fuck that," Dawn said bluntly and summoned things. "Xander,
what's appropriate to cause witches roasting in their own fat?"
Xander and Hannibal both pointed at a bomb that was running. She
smiled and started to pick it up but McGarrett walked in and
swatted her across the back of the head before disarming it. "The
president said you may not damage any part of Mexico, Dawn. Even
if you really want to." She pouted. "Yay." He looked
at the pile of weapons. "Where did you find that?"
"Near the slayer compound?"
"Huh." He nodded and called for a truck. "Let me get this somewhere safer."
Xander looked. "It's all craptastic stuff anyway. Clearly
one of the Chinese gangs since it's all Russian and Chinese made."
"Good to know." Hannibal found something and held it up.
"Even better. A shipping manifest." PD people got
there. "This is Miss Summers. She's a fairly powerful witch
and summoned some weapons to deal with a personal problem.
Thankfully I got warned since one was a running bomb. Also I need
an evidence envelope." One was gotten and they bucket lined the
weapons out. Even if the boys did want to pet it. "You have
better at home, boys."
"Yes we do," Xander said.
Dawn smiled. "Can I borrow a piece or two, Xander?"
"No," McGarrett said. "Don't make me arrest you, Dawn. It
won't be pretty." He followed the last of the artillery. He
didn't get to see Dawn pulled over and hissed at. She beamed and
did that. The simple rope into a snake trick worked very well and
they weren't strong enough to change it back before it bit
someone. Hopefully whoever kept trying to tie them together.
She also sent a message reminding them about how much blood came out
during childbirth. Suddenly the witches decided it was good she
was single and Hannibal hadn't taken the hint to break her in.
"Hannibal, they think that you did a bad thing." She let him have her phone.
He took the number and used his own to make his displeasure known.
"It's not your fault that the portal opened and I had to defeat the
twelve-armed horny thing."
Dawn nodded. "It was, yeah."
"As in unicorn?" Xander asked. "Or the other meaning?"
"Other," they said in unison.
"Aww, you saw Clyde?"
Hannibal looked at him then shook his head. "I'm not even going to
ask. I'd end up with a migraine." He finished his text and
sent it. He tossed her back her phone. "C'mon, guys.
Let's let the daddy flirt."
Jensen stared at Xander. "No ba! Ba bad!" he reminded him.
"I know, succuba are bad for me," Xander said, patting him on the
head. He put Frank back in and let Hannibal take the kids with
them. He sat down with a sigh of pleasure. "I love
The bartender patted Xander on the hand. "You need more sleep."
"I am a very good sleep inducer," Jorge said happily.
Someone slammed a beer glass into Jorge's neck, knocking him out.
"I can't stand the pitiful." She looked at Xander. "You do
need better so the boys don't follow you."
"Yeah, but you were just as bad for me." She smirked and nodded. "Didn't you turn to women after me?"
"Yup. They like oral sex just as much too." She grinned.
"You're welcome." He leaned over to give her a hug. Jorge
moaned and woke up enough to lick him. "I'm not a licking
toad." He got up and stretched. "Let me go find someone to
raid. I feel the need to send happy presents." He
grinned and walked out. Stephen walked him back inside.
"No, you must stay here. There are dangers, Xander, and we want
you safe. I've already sent someone to watch over Dawn, the boys,
and Hannibal." He put him on a bar stool. "Here, flirt with
that one, they seem nice," he said with a point. He left.
Soon after they heard a few gunshots and then one louder shot.
Xander walked over to the doors to look out there. "Watch me come
help," he called. Suddenly that gang decided they wanted to
run. "Stephen, are you all right?"
"I'm fine, Xander. Thank you for asking." He smiled.
"Give me their address while you're at it." He looked back inside
but one of his other exes came out of the back and mugged him.
"Hello to you too, friendly." The guy smirked and led Xander off
to 'catch up'. He could use some stress relief before he went to
gather some new explosive babies to pet.
Steve and Danny, who had been taken hostage by supposed Homeland agents,
heard whistling. That was probably a bad thing. Unless it
was Xander. Though, it wasn't Xander. The smiling, whistling
person pulled Danny up to 'talk' to him but Steve got between them and
demanded he be taken.
That's when they heard Xander.
Mostly because the building no longer had walls or a roof.
Steve headbutted the whistling guy. "I want to know what does that," Steve told Xander.
"Dawn." He pointed. "She's a bit pissed off."
"I am *so* not on the rag," Dawn complained, hitting one of the
guys. The guy backed away, into Hannibal, and got hit by him
instead. "I've got to work on my hitting. I cannot kick butt
like I should be able to." She got Steve untied and
pointed. "Commandos." He ran off to help Xander. She
got Danny free, letting him go help his partner. Though they'd
never openly speculate which meaning of the word they meant when they
used that phrase.
A witch appeared holding the snake. "Dawn, that was most unkind, even if they are plotting against you," she chided.
Xander walked up to her sneering. "Real witches on the side of the
Light don't *plot*," he sneered, making her back away from him.
"Real, good witches handle things and don't have to get asked to leave
countries. Real, *good* witches don't cause my sons to all get
sick at once and then send me an email chiding me for shit other people
have done." She let out a nervous laugh. "I'm not sure how
the protections on Hawaii let you in, Ingrid, but I'd fly the fuck off,
broomstick or not. Before I make sure you fly." She squeaked
and disappeared. He looked up. "You don't have to worry
about her temper, worry the fuck about mine!" he shouted. He
turned when he heard two commandos yell 'shit' and dive for cover.
"Oh, yeah, you're next!"
A headlight got brighter and brighter until they stopped the truck where
a wall should be and hopped out. "Protect Xander, Dawn, Hannibal,
and the rest of their family," they ordered.
"Who the hell are you?" Dawn sneered. "I don't need protecting from these wooses!"
The leader smiled. "I'm Beauregard, Miss Dawn."
She kicked him in the groin. "I heard about you. You're *so*
far under the standard of unworthy that it's pathetic and Xander's not
allowed to date pathetic anymore."
"Hey!" one shouted. "She hurt the boss."
Dawn stopped everyone, staring at him. "Xander's my big brother
and we did not need the help." She walked around him and shoved
Steve out of the way of the bullet. Two more witches appeared and
time moved, which made Dawn duck. She shot a spell at the
witches. Xander just shot the witches.
"Fuck it, I've had enough," Xander growled, his eyes flashing. He
pulled something out of his pocket and armed it, creating a loud
squeal. Everyone stopped and backed away slowly. "I've had
fucking enough!" he shouted. They all nodded.
Steve cleared his throat. "Xander, can you please turn that off? The squeal's getting to your cousin's head."
Xander thumbed it off and looked around. "Do we have a clear idea
of what I'm going to have to do tomorrow?" The guys from the truck
whimpered and pulled their boss with them. "You, go," he shouted,
pointing at them. "I'll deal with you tomorrow. Take the
two witches with you." They did that and ran off, leaving the
truck there. He looked at the commandos. Then at Dawn.
"Hannibal, take Dawn home please. She's got to be exhausted since
she's green, and not in that glowy way." Hannibal nodded
carefully and walked over the guy he had been beating to get her.
"Danny, go with them. Now." His cousin opened his
mouth. "Right now," he said a bit too calmly. Danny nodded
and hurried off. He could call in reinforcements. He stared
at Steve then at the commandos. "Apparently we're going to have to
have a discussion. I'm giving you someone who can be a witness
for you." One of them lunged at Xander. Xander growled and
pulled a knife. And that was pretty well all Xander would remember
of that night.
Steve watched the fight, shaking his head. "That was not in his
dossier, even the underground one." He shot a few of the moving
commandoes. Then officers got there with Chin, Kono, and
Danny. "Danny, go. Now. He probably had a reason for
it." He nodded, backing off. "Kono, get the grenade in his
pocket. Chin, help me corral him against something. Guys,
clean up the supposed agents that had us hostage." They moved to
do that. He and Chin slowly moved on Xander, Steve blocking
Xander's kick and punch then the knife with his arm. Xander
gave a pleased growl but Chin had him down. Kono got the grenade
out. Steve took the knife. "I don't think we should tie him
up in this state. He'd hurt himself," he said quietly.
"Danno?" he called.
"No idea. Never seen it, neither has Dawn. Calling the
bar." He did that and paced a bit, chatting with the
bartender. He finally hung up. "No, don't. He'll think
he's captured and stay down." Steve nodded. Chin and
Kono knocked him out.
Steve took a deep breath and looked around. "Anyone find out what
they wanted beyond going against a presidential order?" No one
said anything. "Guys?"
"Crime Scene is coming," Danny called.
"Why were they holding you hostage in an open building when there's so
many warehouses around?" one of the normal officers asked.
"It had walls until a witch helped get us free," Steve told him.
"So that coven of women from England showed up?" the officer said, looking around. "They must be pretty powerful."
Steve smirked. "They did but the witch that helped us attacked
them because they kept trying to compel her to marry a hunter so they'd
have babies to fuss at." The officer gaped in horror. "The
witch that helped is the sister of a slayer. Very light side and
protective of the one that was taking out all the problems to rescue
"So ... One witch, one single woman did this?" he asked, looking around.
"She's pretty powerful and a language geek," Chin told him with a
grin. "She's actually pretty neat. She translates things for
us whenever we ask nicely. She can cook and brought us cookies
last week since the boys she sometimes babysits for hated oatmeal raisin
cookies. She just gets really pissed off at kidnapings."
"So do most people," the officer agreed, walking off. He wasn't
sure he wanted to know more about witches if one single one could do
something like this.
Steve heard Xander start to move and squatted down, petting over his
hair. "You're safe," he said quietly. "We're safe and it's
all right. Just rest and calm back down." He walked over him
and went to talk to the crime scene guys. They didn't like the
no-walls thing either but couldn't be helped really. Not like Dawn
could put it back.
One of the crime scene guys pointed. "Is he a victim?"
"No, we knocked him out because he was getting a bit over-tempered," Chin said. "He's one of the rescue team."
"Oh, okay then." They walked off to do their job and it was
better. McGarrett and Chin took care of their unconscious rescuer,
who they would not let the ambulance people near. It got some
speculation about him being part of their team. Dawn finally came
back without Hannibal and Steve stared at her.
"I'm fine," she told him. "I'm going to drive Xander home. Hannibal relieved the babysitter."
"I can do it," he told her.
"You probably have paperwork since you were kidnaped. I usually
do." One of the crime scene guys snickered. "I do!"
She looked. "Put him into the car and I'll take him home."
"Fine. We'll check on him later."
"Sure." They hauled Xander out for her. Steve did have to
give a statement and people weren't patiently waiting at the
moment. He walked over to them. "He lost his temper."
"I heard from one of the kidnaping agents. They didn't know he could do that."
"Neither did I but I'm kind of glad he could," Steve admitted.
"Saved me some work." His boss nodded once and walked him off to
get his statement. Hannibal could help Dawn get Xander
inside. He'd worry about that tomorrow. Once he found out
why agents had kidnaped him.
Steve looked at the man that walked into his boss' office, sneering some
since the idiot was sneering at him. "You aren't part of the
Honolulu PD or even the Hawaii State Police, so why are you interrupting
our meeting?" he demanded coolly.
"I have a court order for some blood, Commander."
"You can't deny a court order," he sneered.
Steve took it to look at. "This isn't a federal court order or a
state court order. I don't have to comply with this." He
ripped it up. "Anything else?"
"I'll get one," he assured him.
"No you won't. Because if I have to, I'll have your little project
ended." He stood up and stared him down. "I recognize you
from your profile pictures." The man backed up, looking
scared. "I'd leave my state, now. Go back to wherever your
little *lab* is and stay there." The man backed up again.
Steve didn't move. "Now please. You're interrupting."
The man stomped off. Steve looked at the papers and called
someone. "It's me. Why did I have NID here asking for
blood?" He listened. "No clue, Dawn. Thanks.
Please." He hung up. "She has no idea but they'll ask
His boss cleared his throat. "You don't have to comply?"
"No. Because the Supreme Court said that they can't compel blood
samples even if the fate of the world hangs in the balance." He
called someone else. "Watch out for NID with blood test
requests." He hung up again. "That'll get the others they
might want warned too."
"Two, possibly three more on the base." His commander
grimaced. "We do get into things in the SEALs," he said
dryly. "Let me go handle this. Anything else gotten from
"No, not so far. Any idea who they were? Homeland is not claiming them."
"It might be related, not totally sure." He walked off with the
paper pieces. He could recreate it at the office. They had
to know. When he got there, he found a toddler and no father or
other sons in the main office area. "Did Xander forget you?" he
asked Roque, who shook his head and pointed. "What are you doing?"
he asked, leaning into his office.
"Typing out an all-alert," Xander said. "They cut my phone and
cable lines earlier." He looked up. "The cable company was
not happy to see what sort of hell they wrecked." He went back to
typing. "Hmm. That's sucky. Looks like I need a
sitter." He called them from the desk phone. "I'm bringing
the boys to you." He hung up and gathered them.
"C'mon. You guys can go visit the minis. It'll be safer for
you if the NID tries again." They all nodded at that. Xander
strolled out. It was a short commuter flight. Fairly easily
handled. The stewardess glared at him. He stared
back. "What? Yes, some of us are single parents," he said
"You need to have another adult. If something happens you can't get masks on them, sir."
"Lady, I can do all that and more. I'm fantastic." She went
to talk to the pilot. Who gave Xander a dirty look but he
grinned. "I know you won't crash. Because then I'd call on
demonic help." They shuddered and left him alone. Xander
looked at the boys. "You guys guard the minis." They
nodded. "It'll take me about a day." He settled in to read
to them. Jensen's ears hurt so he got some water. It worked
well. He dropped them off on the slayer in charge, smiling at
her. "NID showed up."
"They tried to get in here."
"Which one?" She pointed. Xander turned and smirked, walking
after him since he took off running. "Diaper bag's fully packed,
"Thanks, Xander." She got the boys inside and the girls glomped
themselves to them with a squeal of pleasure. The boys huffed but
let it happen. It'd help protect them all while Xander did stupid
shit that their team would've had to handle in the past.
Xander walked into the Office of Homeland Security in Honolulu two days
later, getting a few odd looks for the bruises. He smirked.
"Director here?" he asked.
"He's not taking walk-in visitors," the receptionist said
cheerily. Xander pulled out his Council ID and she gasped.
"I'll see, sir." She called. "I have a person here with a
Council ID, sir. Harris?" She looked at him.
"Retired?" she asked happily.
"Not today since I just had to take down some of your agents for
bothering the mini slayers out here." She gasped and repeated
that. The director came out. Xander looked at him.
"I'm not happy that some of your people doubled as NID." The
director shuddered. "I'm not real happy they tried to capture
eight little girls and my sons. The cause of my unhappiness is
presently able to live for about a day more," he said more coldly.
"Want their address?"
"Sir, you can't attack agents."
"Two of them had a six-year-old slayer at knife point to get one of my
sons for *testing*,' he said dryly. "A few days ago you guys tried
to take a few officers hostage."
"It wasn't us."
"They sure as hell were yours. They came over from the UN hunting
teams. We knew them *real* well for the most part." The
director shuddered. "Now, do you want to let them die? I'm
okay with that."
"No, we'd like to see them charged."
Xander wrote down the address and handed it over. "Giles' phrasing
went something along the lines of 'I'll call Janus down on them myself
if they try it again'." He stared at him. "Do you really
want to see Giles go *back* to chaos magic?" He smirked.
"He did a teenage rebellion thing." He grinned. "Ripper was a
really bad thug for his day." The director nodded. "And I
served five years mostly in Africa finding slayers. I may be more
civilized *here* but not when my sons are threatened."
"I understand, Mr. Harris." One of the listening agents handed him
a note. He looked at it then at him. "You have presidential
permission to hoard weapons?"
"Yeah." He grinned. "Look up this number." He repeated
it. The agent that had handed over the note did that and
gasped. Xander looked then at him. "It's still mostly wrong
since Rosenburg wiki'd it a few years back. She kept thinking I
was *normal*." The agent shuddered. "But there's someone
here that's seen my full one from the demon underground." He
"That one's linked," the agent said quietly. He pulled it up and
they read it over. His boss was green. He looked at the
young hunter. "Why NID?"
"What does it say about me and being sick?" Xander asked. He did a
word search and found the small line. Then he and the director
both shuddered. "Which is why I have that permission. Why
they're bothering SEALs who don't have that problem I don't know."
He gave them a look. "I don't really care actually. As long
as they leave him alone. Since they kidnaped him.... And my
cousin...." The director winced. "Yeah, same people."
He grinned. "So, you have the choice to leave them
there. Or not." He smiled. "You have a better
day, Assistant Director Gilders. I've got to rescue my boys before
the mini slayers decide to braid their hair." He strolled
off. An agent in the hallway tried to stop him but he kicked them
around a bit and walked over them. "Hey, Finn. How're
you? Are you missing people? Your director has their
address." He got onto the elevator and headed to the
airport. His house was boobytrapped and all the weapons were gone.
If Riley Finn tried something, it'd be known and he'd be a sorry bastard.
Xander knocked on McGarrett's door, handing him a paper. "Ours." He grinned.
"That's a nice area. How did you afford that?"
"Ex. He donated it for the boys." He grinned. "Did they get the agents that the house collapsed on?"
"Yes. Thank you for removing the weapons first."
"They were my first kids." He grinned at his cousin.
"Hi. Did the local AD of Homeland find his people all right?"
"Yeah. We got there at about the same time. It's nice that your other ex's were waiting," Steve said dryly.
"Sometimes, my ex's are very nice people to know. Some of them
though....." He grinned. "Let me take them to the new
house." He strolled off. The new house was bigger, had two
extra bathrooms, had a chest freezer already built in, and all the food
had been moved for him by Stephen. Stephen had helped him rig the
house too. He was a handy guy to know.
Steve handed Danny the address, shaking his head as he closed the door. "I'm glad it's stopped."
"Me too." He looked at it. "Pretty neighborhood.
Bigger houses too." Steve nodded. "So the boys might even
have their own rooms."
"Maybe. I wonder who owns that one."
"It's probably not in Xander's name so he can hide better. I know
the surveillance team we had on the house showed that Stephen guy there
"Yeah, it did. So maybe it was his ex's house." He shook his
head quickly. "We got notice that we'd have higher ups in to
"I got you a new beer on the porch."
"Thanks, Danno. I need one." They went back out to watching the water.
The head of the Department of Homeland Security showed up in Hawaii,
going to the local office to start screaming there. His underling
handed him the file on the arrests as soon as he spotted him.
"Sit." The man sat. The director looked over them. "Not Finn?"
"He was here. He was not at any of the actions that we can find. So he's on probation since it was his whole unit."
"Mr. Harris kicked him around when he ran into him on the way
out." He clasped his hands on the desk. "He knows arms
The director looked at him, grimacing some. "I talked to the other
agency heads about him. That tends to be the sort he dates.
Sometimes against his will but his full file lists some of them."
"Isn't that dangerous?"
"No. Most of them would do anything to protect him. The ones
that wouldn't he'd handle like he did yesterday." His underling
nodded, understanding that. There had been three exes waiting on
them with the dirty agents. "Harris has the best defenses of
anyone. Plus sons I'm told."
"He mentioned them and the mini slayers we had moved out here."
"Rupert Giles told me how many he moved out here for their own safety. Are they all right?"
"Yes. I sent an agent I trust over to talk to them. The slayer in charge is a bit young but otherwise they're fine."
"Good." He handed back the folder. "Mr. Giles requested that we move Riley Finn away from his people."
"We can't move him back to Cleveland?"
"No, apparently he decided to disable some of their weapons before the
last huge battle." He rolled his eyes. "Which meant Harris
had to raid some of the ones here from what we were told."
"I heard about that from someone in the ATF. They said he turned over the rest to them for a reward."
"Good!" He scratched his left eyebrow. "Transfer Finn back
to Iowa. He's from there. He should get on well in their
office." His minion smiled at that idea. "Harris moved
"No clue. Our surveillance team couldn't follow him.
Apparently the Council's witch that we have healing and going to college
out here blocked them."
"That's reasonable with how paranoid that boy should be. The president was pleased he handled it on his own."
"If he had told me first, I would've helped, sir."
"He knows." He smiled. "He learned to be self-sufficient about that stuff according to Mr. Giles."
"Wonderful." He patted the file. "Any other problems?"
"We're doing a full check on your staff to make sure there's no more snakes in your pretty grass and palm trees."
"Welcome. Let me get that started and then I have to debrief the
people that they tried to take hostage first." He left, calling
that order in.
Xander opened the door to Stephen and Hai's successor. "What's up? The boys are in bed."
"Xander, how long do you think you'll need to borrow this residence?" the successor asked.
Xander stared at him then grinned. "From my understanding, Hai's will left it to me."
"It did," Stephen said, handing it over. "This is the plan that we
have to make sure nothing will impact his cousin's job." He
handed that over as well.
"There's tea in the fridge if you guys want some," Xander offered, heading that way.
"Please," the successor said, sitting down to go over those. "I had not seen this version."
"Yi had an older version. Master Hai dictated that before he died,
after formally adopting the boys into the clan," Stephen said quietly.
"That's reasonable." He switched to the plans, nodding.
"Very kind of Hai's plans and good for the boys and everyone?"
Stephen nodded. Xander handed him some tea and he
smiled. "How are you doing after this last week?"
"I let Hannibal babysit for a few minutes while I went out into the
water and screamed. I can't believe the Initiative people were
"They weren't totally reforming," Stephen said. "Our hackers
checked. Instead of joining demon and human soldiers to make
better soldiers, they were going to breed them. They were hoping
for a cross of you and Commander McGarrett from what we saw."
Xander burst out cackling, rolling around on the couch. "That's so cute! Did you tell him yet?"
"No. Not yet. I shall later," Stephen assured him with a
grin. His new boss looked at him. "He does deserve the right
"He does." He went back to the plan. "Why education?"
"When Master Hai found out about his cousin, he went on a multi-week
swearing rant," Stephen reminded him. "That will not get him, his
boys, or his cousin looked at oddly."
"No, it won't. I know it's important to you that you protect your
cousin's job," he told Xander, who nodded. "Then this is
"We worked that out. I just hope we don't get the same judge as the one who did Loki's will."
"The appeal is being heard tomorrow," Stephen said. Xander
winced. "We're aware of the baby's appointment. We warned
your lawyer. He's probably taken appropriate steps." Xander
nodded again, sipping his own tea. They all looked up at the
thump. "They're not in cribs?"
"No, I went with twin-size beds," Xander said. "Small rails.
Most of them can climb out. Frank doesn't like to drop to the
ground but the beds are pretty low." He finished his tea.
"We're out here," he called. Cougar crawled out scowling.
"Let me change him." He picked him up and took him to change.
Hai's successor looked at his local assistant. "That means we're without a local residence," he said quietly.
"Not true. I still have the corporate apartment." The man
smiled. "It is always ready to be used." That got a
nod and the documents were handed back. "I am concerned that
Master Hai would think this was not protective enough but Xander was
sure it was."
"It probably is." He stood up when Xander came back. "He is a
strong son." Cougar smirked at him. "What of the embryos
that Loki has in storage?"
"I'm not sure I can handle more kids," he admitted.
"Good point. Five is a lot." He patted the younger man on
the arm. "Rest. Relax. It is handled for now. It
will be quiet for a while. I hope Loki's will is worked out in a
satisfactory manner, Xander." Xander smiled. "I'm told we
have a corporate apartment. If I need to come here, I'll stay
"Thank you for not being an asshole like Yi was."
"He was paranoid that he could not live up to your standards."
Xander shook his head. "Which clearly he couldn't since you would
never attack a child without reason." He and Stephen left.
Xander looked at Cougar. "That's good." Cougar nodded.
"Hungry?" Cougar nodded and grinned. "We can eat." He
brought him into the kitchen to feed his son. The others came out
later on to get their own food. Jensen still pigged out.
Xander just made more food and let them have whatever they wanted.
It was the sort of daddy he was.
Stephen got out of the limo and walked down to where Kono was checking
her surf board over. "Officer?" She looked up at him, giving
him a strange look. "I have a bit of information about what they
wanted your boss for," he said quietly. He hissed in her ear,
earning a horrified, nearly crying, look. He smiled. "We are
all glad they were stopped. That child would be much too stubborn
to raise properly." He left.
She got up and carried her surf board back to her car. She had to
tell Steve. There was no way they could let that plot go on any
longer. She got to Steve's house, knocking. He opened the
door, giving her a confused look. "That Stephen guy just found me
on the beach."
"Clearly by the bathing suit." He let her inside. "What did he want?"
"He said they found out more about the NID plan." Steve
nodded. "They were going to breed some pretty tough soldiers, but
very stubborn ones. It was going to be you and *Xander*."
He heard Danno cackling and looked back at him then at her.
"Seriously?" She nodded. He walked off muttering swear
words. "Thanks for the warning. We'll make sure it's ended."
"Please. Even Stephen said that the kid would be too stubborn to raise properly."
Steve looked at her. "I am nowhere near as stubborn as Xander is, Kono."
"Sure," Danno snorted, still giggling. "You're a pussy cat
compared to my cousin." Kono left. Danno went outside to
cackle some more. "At least they probably wouldn't want a
*daughter*," he said when he saw Steve's face.
"Thank God," he muttered, sipping his beer. "That's a horrible idea."
Danno nodded, still grinning at his discomfort. "Xander would probably take majority custody," he offered.
Danno grinned. "You sure?"
"Definitely. He'd turn her more stubborn and too
tough. She'd probably beat my scores over the SEAL courses
when she was of age." Danno started to laugh again. Steve
flopped down and finished his beer. That was just *wrong*!
He texted Dawn to make sure the plans were ended before they got
started. She promised they were, there were no kids or embryos,
and she had class that night. He sent back a simple 'thank you'
and put his phone down again. Danno was still laughing. It
was good to hear but not at him.
Maui, Xander's lawyer for the probates, looked at the new judge.
"Actually, we were not aware of a few things," he admitted.
"Including that the deceased person had already signed over some of her
assets. The on-site manager for the resort listed in her effects
had that paperwork and it saved them from some machinations of
stupidity." He handed over the amended paperwork. "Her
lawyer and I hired someone to look things over to find any other assets,
finding two more safety deposit boxes with some information and papers,
plus some on-hand cash."
The judge looked at the new papers, then at the two lawyers. "What
about her cousins? I heard that the first judge gave them
everything against the will's wishes?"
"Yes, sir, but they also decided to shoot the one that Loki wanted to be
her beneficiary," Loki's lawyer said. "One was seriously injured
and the other was shot by the people she was trying to kill. It
happened here at the courthouse, Your Honor. Also, we did file an
appeal based on the first judge's obvious bias against Miss Beldane's
religion since he sneered so much about it during the hearing.
That also biased him against her wishes."
"He later had to recuse himself because he's under endangerment charges
because he wished demons to come kill him so he wouldn't be tainted by
anything in her will," Maui said dryly. "After my client and
another hunter saved him. The other hunter saved them, not my
"I saw that." He shook his head quickly. "Her religion has
no bearing on the will's content beyond why she chose to cut her cousins
"Mr. Harris and myself have both seen them sneering about her religion of choice before she died," Loki's lawyer said.
"Some people are strict interpretationists about their religions," the
judge said dryly. "Did we find out why she signed it over?"
"We think she had a vision," Loki's lawyer said. "Nothing was
overtly stated but it was done a few hours before she was murdered and
robbed." The judge looked at him. "She didn't usually have
them, unlike her beneficiary, but some of the things on her boat showed
that she might have needed specific herbs to ease the headache they can
cause. Mr. Harris has them."
Maui shook his head quickly. "I've seen him have one and nearly
hit the ground on top of his sons then start to have a seizure.
Visions are not good for a body, Your Honor."
"That does sound bad. What is he doing about this now that he knows?"
"We went to the IRS together to make sure he wasn't going to be attacked
by them," Maui said, smiling slightly. "He brought his sons to
charm the agents."
"Babies can be cute," the judge said. "My wife used them to get
out of nagging by her mother." He looked them over again.
"The cousins haven't replied to the appeal."
"One's in jail and the other is now deceased. We're not sure if
they have any wills or someone to work in the best interest of their
estates," Maui said. "I believe neither were married." He
looked at his counterpart, who shook his head.
"The lawyer that represented them?" the judge asked.
"He's left the islands in shame," Maui said. He handed over the
notice that was put into the papers by that lawyer to announce his
"Wonderful," the judge said bitterly. "I've got a few others where
he's listed as the attorney of record." He put it aside.
"Any other cheerful news, gentlemen?"
"There is another will that's due to be probated soon," Maui said.
The judge gave him a dirty look. "He was killed at the same time
as Loki was. By the same person and for the same reason.
When the witch went rogue and took out anyone who was protecting my
client or had feelings for him, she got him after Miss Beldane.
Him, some of his prison guards, his new and pregnant wife, a few of his
"Jesus," the judge said. "What happened to the one who did it?"
"I'm told there's a few soldiers that killed her but the president had
her revived and put into a permanent medical coma," Maui said.
"Just in case."
"Those Council people don't mind? I recognize Harris as one of them."
"So was the witch. It was Rosenburg, sir," the other lawyer said.
"Jesus squared," the judge muttered. They nodded. "We have
to get someone to look at the other noted people's interests. Talk
to the one in the jail or I will actually." He made himself a
note. "We'll discuss this in a month. Is there
anything that would be harmed if it waited?" he asked them.
"No, Mr. Harris has hired the on-site manager to do the day-to-day
running of the business interests," Maui said with a grin. "He's
very good at it and slowly teaching Xander since he insists he's
retiring next year. Xander's hoping he stays on since business is
not something he's used to dealing with."
"That sounds reasonable. So no impact to the businesses?"
They shook their heads. "Then let me find out if there is another
representative they want to hold their interests. I'll see you in
five weeks, on the fifth at two." They nodded and left. He
leaned back to rub his eyes and mentally swear at the stupidity of
relatives. Some families really had no sense.
Stephen, Master Hai's former assistant, looked at the judge over his
former employer's will. "Yes, Your Honor, he did leave me in
charge of how to suitably set things up so his wanted mate would not
have a problem."
"His wanted mate's cousin is an officer locally. He wanted to make sure nothing would impact his job."
"His....wanted mate is in what field?"
"Retired from the Council." He smiled. "He was their trainer and is raising five sons."
"Oh, him. I've heard about him." He looked over the
paperwork again. "This plan to set things up is suitable to his
"Yes. We went over it with the Internal Affairs person who was
worried about anything in Mr. Harris's past infecting his cousin's job."
"Why would it?"
"When he was training for the Council, there were numerous arms dealers
who wanted to date him and which he got weapons from for the
slayers." The judge shook his head quickly to clear his
thoughts. "Xander does that to many," Stephen said with a
smile. "But he is a good man and insisted that nothing get near
his cousin's job."
"That's good of him. What business was your former employer in?"
"Many, both legitimate and helping some people that were interested in more freedom in certain Asian societies."
"So he was an arms dealer as well?" the judge asked dryly.
"At times. He and Xander did date a bit as well. Xander was
not pleased with some of his sidelines and Master Hai did not want to
join him while he was training slayers in the backwoods of Africa and
"I can understand that. I've heard there's another will naming him?"
"A young woman he had dated a few times. That one's in appeal because the first judge was a bit ...biased."
"I heard. That judge and I sat down to talk."
Stephen nodded. "Her lawyer and ours have also talked.
Xander had to make sure that we were all on the same page about not
bothering his cousin or hurting his sons. He has an attorney
looking out for his own interests that we worked things out with."
"I've heard." The judge looked things over. "Are all these
assets things that the federal government cannot take because of his
"Yes, Your Honor. All the assets from his business are already
handled by his successor, who also reveres Xander and his sons."
The judge just nodded. "So nothing in this could be confiscated as being from an illegal activity?"
"No, Your Honor. That is from his family's heritage."
"That's more reasonable then." He looked over the plan again. "Why education?"
"Because Xander was worried about the same thing so he suggested that
Master Hai had wanted orphans to get better chances at education."
The judge looked at him. "One of his cousins was left orphaned
and Master Hai was not told. When he found out his cousin could
not go to a decent school he threw a very ...long complaint."
"I would as well. The majority of the assets go to the boys?"
"Yes. Outside of the house that we've already given to him because
there was a secret government project that attacked him and his
family." The judge gave him an odd look. "Called the NID,
Your Honor. They wanted to experiment on him and his boys."
"I heard rumors about them as well," he muttered. He went back to rereading. "Which house is that?"
"The one that's second down," Stephen said.
"All right." He looked over the other bequests. They all
seemed reasonable. As long as no agent would be filing to claim
any of his assets for being from an illegal activity. He had
talked to a judge that had handled the will of a retired mafia member to
see how they acted during will hearings. "Which Internal Affairs
person did you work with?" Stephen handed over his card.
"Let me get in contact with him to make sure of a few things.
We'll finish this in a few hours?" Stephen and the others waiting
nodded. The judge went back to his office to call him.
This was a bit tense but hopefully it would work out. Most of his
estate going toward education trusts was a good thing for the world.
Xander was ordered to appear in front of all the judges, and of course
Dawn had classes and Hannibal was off trying to ignore how nice Dawn had
been to him - even if Abby did pick on him about it all the time.
So Xander had to bring in the boys. The judges stared at them,
smiling and waving, getting waved back at. "Yes, Your Honors?"
"Mr. Harris," the one over Hai's estate said. "What field was Miss Beldane in?"
That judge shook his head. "Nothing related to arms?"
"Wonderful." They smiled. "The FBI said that Hai's will is not valid as he was not a citizen?"
"I think he did have US citizenship. I believe he was naturalized in the late nineties."
"Huh." He looked in that file. "I'm seeing a visa application."
Xander pulled a file out and handed it over. "From Homeland."
"How did you get that?" Hai's judge asked.
"They owed me a few favors after some of their people tried to kill me." He smiled.
"We heard," both judges agreed. They talked quietly to each other
then nodded. The other interested parties were called in.
Maui smiled at the boys, getting waved at from the stroller.
Stephen got the same. The judges smiled.
Hai's lawyer nodded at them. "On the estate of Hai," that judge
said. "The will is upheld and the plan for the division of assets
is accepted. We will note to the agents that he was a US citizen."
"They know," Xander assured him. "The FBI agent who came to you
probably wasn't an agent." The judge gaped. Xander
shrugged. "I saw Philippe DeMorys earlier?"
"That was his name," the other judge said.
Stephen snorted. "He's an arms dealer who wanted all of Hai's business interests," he told them.
Xander nodded. "He tried to flirt with me too so I let Frank bite him."
That judge laughed. "That makes sense. All right, we will
dissolve the estate of Miss Beldane in accordance with her wishes.
The benefits going to the cousins can be fought over by their heirs if
there are any. If not, it will go to the remaining cousin,
probably to be taken by her attorney for her criminal charges."
That lawyer nodded at that.
The other judge smiled. "That means that we need to do a lot
of paperwork." They settled in to do all that, turning things
over to Xander and the trustees. Things were settled by dinner
time that night. Xander got them all dinner, and Stephen and Maui,
before going to Steve's.
Steve looked over as Danno walked back with Xander and the boys. "Hey."
"It's settled." He let Frank have Danno. Frank cackled and
lapped him with a smirk. "That's right, you need to remind him not
to hit on the succuba."
"Ba bad!" Jensen said with a scowl at them. "Bad bad bad!"
Roque groaned and shook his head. He swatted Jensen. "Quit!"
"Bite!" Jensen shouted back.
"Boys," Steve said. "We've had a long day." Jensen settled down. "That woman was a succuba?"
"Yeah," Xander said with a grin. "She's the sister of an arms dealer that hated Hai too."
"Charming," Steve said dryly, glaring at his partner. "We'll make
sure you aren't flirted with by any other supernatural beings."
"Might help," Danno said, handing Frank back. He picked up Jensen
since he was still frowning. "I didn't mean to, Jensen."
Jensen hugged him and then checked him over.
Xander grinned at Steve. "It's all settled. The judges got together today to settle things."
"Good. Any other good news?" Steve asked, sipping his ice water.
"A few things. Including that the arms dealers are all waiting
tied up in a warehouse. One of them pissed me off by calling my
"I was going to have a night off," Steve said dryly.
"You can. They'll probably still be there tomorrow," Xander
quipped. He handed over the address. "And their weapons and
pretty things are already gone." He took Jensen back and walked
the stroller off. "C'mon, guys. We have burgers
waiting." They cheered.
Steve looked at it then called one of the other officers to handle it
for the night. They clearly weren't worthy of his team arresting
Danno sat down shaking his head. "I think I'm turning into Xander."
"No, you're not. I'd never let you turn that insane," Steve quipped. "We'd get you help first."
"Thanks." They clinked beer bottles together then drank. It had been a long day.
Xander looked at his financial guy when he joined him in the park.
"Hey." He waved Cougar's hand. "He's in time out."
"I can understand why we're not meeting in my office. No daycare?"
"Sprayed down last night in that sewer truck leak."
"I heard about one exploding." He grimaced. "All right, I
got the forms from the judges." Xander nodded. "And three
more from another judge?"
"What other judge?"
The financial guy took them out to hand over. "That one?"
Xander looked, shrugging a bit. "I remember him. He *really*
wanted me on my break in Amsterdam before that one fight." He was
scowling. "Why did he leave me things?"
"Apparently he thought you were his."
"Not for more than two nights. And at the time he thought I was a
pro because he tried to pay me. I got *so* pissed off about
that." He let Cougar go. "Stay on the blanket.
Roque. Now." He got scowled at. "Now," he said more
firmly. Roque huffed but got pulled back onto the blanket.
Xander checked the others and they were still there, watching him be
frustrated. "Okay," he decided, handing them back. "How much
trouble is that going to cost me?"
"None. It's all been handed over by the government." Xander
grimaced. "I've also gotten all the forms from Miss Beldane's
decision and businesses, plus her will." He handed those
over. "This is where they're going." He showed him the
account statements and let him approve of them.
"Nothing's going to upset my cousin?"
"No," he said with a smile. "Though it may get you looked at oddly
sometimes when you take down arms dealers." He pointed.
Xander looked and snapped. Jensen came crawling back.
"They're not average kids," Xander said with a grin. He stared at
Frank, who came crawling back. "Roque?" He grunted and kept
going. Xander got up and grabbed him, swatting him lightly on the
diaper then staring at him. "We're having a talk later," he said
quietly. "Before I lose my temper because you're crawling towards
an open sewer." He put him on the blanket. "Move again," he
warned as he sat down. Roque tried to and got swatted again.
He stared at him. "What did I say?" Roque turned around to
put his back to him. "Fine, whatever. Just stay on the
blanket. There's protections on it." Pooch was giving him a
scared look. Xander stared at him. "You're fine."
Pooch relaxed and went back to his nibbling. Jensen was doing the
same thing looking unconcerned. He looked at his financial
"No, sometimes you have to teach them some boundaries. I do with my girls. There's protections?"
"Yes. Just in case." He pointed at one staring demon.
"So things like that can't get the boys." Roque looked then
whined. "I do have reasons for my rules, Roque." He went
back to the paperwork.
Jensen stared at the demon, moving to the edge of the blanket. He
put one hand out and the demon moved closer. Xander pulled a gun
and stared at it then swatted Jensen gently. "Blanket."
Jensen moved back. Cougar pulled Jensen back and handed him a
cookie. "Thanks, Carlos."
The financial guy shook his head. "I got the paperwork on their adoption." Xander grinned. "Is that harmful?"
"To kids. I had no idea it was here." The demon edged
closer. Xander patted the gun. The demon backed off.
"We'll handle it when there's less people around."
"That's a fine plan." He went over where things were. The
boys were staring at the demon. It tried to move closer when
Jensen taunted him by moving to the edge of the blanket again.
Xander pulled out something and threw it on the demon, making it let out
a shriek. "No! Bad demon!" It slunk down and made
pitiful noises. "I'm still going to kill you in a few
minutes." An officer walked over. "He eats kids." He
pointed. "I'm trying to wait until there's less people." He
swatted Jensen again. "Quit getting his hopes up. You're not
bait." Jensen slunk back to Cougar and laid on him. "Thank
you!" He went back to the paperwork.
"Mr. Harris, how do you take those out?" the officer asked.
"Personally I use silver. Buffy likes to rip their arms
off." He grinned. "There's way too many kids in this park to
see me slay it."
"Let me handle that for you." He made a call to dispatch to get
some more officers to clear the park of kids and innocents. Xander
finished off his paperwork duties and the financial guy handed over the
extra bank information then left before he had to see Xander killing
something. Xander let the officer watch the boys while he got
up. The demon whimpered and made begging eyes. "There's no
way we'd let such a harmful demon on our islands," the officer told him,
stopping one of the boys.
Xander shot it. It died. "Okay," he said, heading for his
car. "Keep them there. Let me go get the fire potion."
The officer nodded, guarding the boys. Xander came back with a
small vial. It got poured on the demon's body, letting it melt as
the extreme heat of the potion worked on it. "Thank you." He
looked at his boys. "C'mon, car." They crawled off.
Xander picked up the blanket and the diaper bag. "Thanks,
"Welcome, sir." He stared at the puddle of former demon. The
park people showed up to dig up the small bit of dirt and take it
away. The officer shuddered once they were gone. He hoped
the demon hadn't gotten any children. Hawaii didn't need anything
like that happening. It was bad enough they had rampaging, pissed
off SEALs dealing with stupid people.
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