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Finding Family

TITLE: FINDING FAMILY
Title: Finding Family 13/40
Author: BmblBee
Rating: Adult - Overall
Paring: W/X HUA
Disclaimer: I own nothing, including the characters used in
this story and make no money off them.
Summary: This story is a follow up to "Flip The Script."
The boys are living together happily when something unexpected
turns their lives around.





Conflicting thoughts and emotions buzzed through the three
as they returned to their car. None made any effort to get in
knowing they needed time to discuss and plan what their next
step should be.

Xander stood by the driver's side door and watched as his lover
walked a few feet ahead. Will had been totally silent since leaving
the caretaker's cottage and now stood with his back to his
companions.

It was frustrating as fuck.
If they had been at home he would have simply put his arms around
his boy and comforted him then taken over and solved whatever the
problem was, but this was not home and apparently this was not his boy.

This was a Will he had never seen before and Xander didn't like
the insecurity he was feeling.

For once Xander had absolutely no idea what was going on in
Will's head.
This strange, different man disturbed Xander with his sense of
responsibility and obligation to his property and the people on it.

He was terrified Will would do something stupid and get himself
injured, or worse. He wished they had never come.

Xander hoped he could reason with him. Find a way out of this safely
and return home as soon as possible. Coming here had been
a bad idea.

"We can't just walk into this blind Will. You heard what he said.
This idiot is on drugs and he's not alone."

Xander waited, but there was still no response. By now Willow
was also getting concerned.

"Will, Sweety, maybe we should try again to find Mr. Rayne. I'm
sure he would know what to do. I'll bet his office could tell us
how to get in touch with him."

"No!"
Although he didn't turn around, Will's voice left no doubt.
There would be no passing this problem off. There would be
no Mr. Rayne.

Willow and Xander looked at each other. Neither sure what to
say next.
Finally Will spun around on his heels and the other two were shocked
by the look on his face.

There was a sparkle in his baby blue eyes and an excited pink hue to
his grinning cheeks.
"This is fan-fucking-tastic! We haven't had an adventure since we
brought down that snotty little toad Lindsey."

Xander's mouth fell open.
"Are you insane? This man could be dangerous! Have you got even
the slightest clue of what we are going to do? I know he is your cousin,
but you haven't seen him in years. You don't know what he is capable of.
You don't even know what kind of weapons he might have."

At the threat of weapons, Will's smile spread even wider. Despite her
ability to babble, Willow was actually without words. With
her tiny hands clamped firmly over her mouth the hamster in the
wheel of her brain spun so fast it nearly fell off.

Stepping forward, Will was quivering, absolutely vibrating with
excitement.

"No, I'm not an idiot. Listen, about two years ago I went through a spy
novel phase. I read literally hundreds of them. Damn I wish I had my
books here. Anyway, I'm sure we can come up with the perfect intrigue
plot and solve this crime.
Remember how well my expertise in murder mystery stories helped me take
down Lindsey's whole illegal activity? We can do it again. I know we can!"

Xander couldn't believe Will was even considering anything this stupid
and incredibly dangerous.

"Yea, I remember except for the part where you ALMOST GOT
YOURSELF KILLED? I say we try the police again. We can
force them to evict him. Somehow we can prove that you are
the rightful owner. The real William Barton."

Turning to Willow for support and back up, Xander's blood ran cold
when he saw her face.

Bouncing on the balls of her feet she grabbed Will's hands.
"What exactly did you have in mind? Cause I'm thinking we need
to get a look around the place before we make any kind of move."

"WILLOW!"

Choosing to pretend Xander had evaporated into thin air, the other
two quickly put their heads together and began brainstorming.
Ideas ranging from mild and forthright to outlandish and physically
impossible were bantered about, discussed, modified and rejected.

In an attempt to become corporeal to his companions Xander
stepped up.
Raising and waving his hand in the air like a first grader asking for
a trip to the potty, he waited to be recognized and given the floor.

Willow and Will refused to be discouraged by Xander's nervous
Nellie thoughts. They were so far past the ship's port of should
we or shouldn't we' that they had raised the sail, dropped the oars,
and already laid out the map.

If need be they would force Xander to walk the plank with a
peg legged parrot on his shoulder and they would go it alone.

"Hey! Still standing here. You can ignore me but I won't go away."

Finally with an annoyed sigh Willow turned and faced her brother.
"Xander, we don't need.........."

Xander threw both hands in the air, silencing her.

"O.k. here's what I think. Naturally Will can't go cause Billy would
recognize him immediately and the element of surprise would be lost.
One of us needs to go to the door and distract him while the other slips
around to the back or the side of the property.

Will, you need to describe the layout so we will know the best
way to get to see without being seen. We know he has at least
one other person there and we need to find out if there are others
and if we can see any evidence of weapons.

Since that seems to be the most risky I think I should do that.
We can drop Will off out of sight, Willow goes to the front door
with some made up excuse and I sneak around to take a little looky see.
After that we get together and decide what to do next.
What do you think?"

After about three seconds of dead silence, the blond and the red head
grabbed hands, bounced on their toes and squealed.

Xander couldn't remember 007 ever giggling before an assignment.








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