~two weeks later~
Lamont stood in the shadows of nearby buildings, watching the address he had been given. He had been there about an hour watching people carrying in furniture and supplies. It was a large, two floor renovated warehouse, and he could see at least three exits out of there as he watched.
"So do you like what you see?" A voice came from the shadows above him. Lamont simply looked up, he had been expecting him.
"Yes, it looks like it is being well furnished, and it is in a location where you would not expect to find these Slayers, yet they will be safe." Calmly watching Batman.
Batman lowered himself to stand beside Lamont, his air causal. "I think these slayers will need little protection, but not attracting attention is always good. I take it this means you are accepting the job?"
"It aroused my curiosity, nothing has done that for a long time, so why not, spend a few years here until I get bored again." A dark smile crossed Lamont's' face.
"Good… go over and introduce yourself, I suspect the person you meet will take it from there." With that said. Batman slid back up and into the shadows. Lamont laughed lowly then headed over to the door. The last of the deliverymen were leaving, but the door was still open.
Lamont knocked on the frame, of the door, and a young man with shaggy dark hair turned and looked at him, one eye was missing, but it did not seem to affect him. "Yes may I help you?"
"A friend asked if I would like a job here, help to train some young women."
A wry smile crossed the mans' face. "Well he was never known for his social niceties. Hi, I'm Xander, welcome to Casa de Slayer." A friendly smile is on his face, sticking out his hand to shake.
"Lamont Cranston." Lamont replied shaking the hand. He was a bit surprised when the man froze his jaw dropping.
"Lamont Cranston?… the Lamont Cranston, aka…" He paused looking around, they were alone, but his voice dropped anyhow. "The Shadow?".Xander said before swallowing hard.
Lamont blinked, he could understand Batman knowing who he was, but why would this kid know. "I was a long time ago. I assume our mutual friend told you?"
A snort as the young man regained his composure. "Hell no, and ruin the fun of startling both of us, not likely. Lets just say I know you, use to listen to stories about you… eh… Wonder who he is going to drop on me next, Helena?" Shaking his head. "I don't know what you were told, but if you are going to stay around, you should know I am not from here, and because of that my… um.. Knowledge of stuff is a bit different shall we say." Wry grin.
Curious and now confused, Lamont tried his powers on Xander. Trying to cloud his mind, but Xander just looked at him, Margo at least was aware he was trying something, but Xander was completely immune. How odd.
Xander tilted his head. "From the odd look on your face I would say you just tried something on it and it fell flat. Don't feel bad, most things don't seem to work the way they should when it comes to me." He turned gesturing around. "Well take a look, you want to stay? I warn you these girls will most likely be a handful if they are anything like the ones I knew."
Lamont glanced at him sharply, "You knew Slayers, but I was to understand this was a relatively new situation."
Another wry smile, "Remember that whole comment I made about not being from here, well where I am from there have always been Slayers and I have known quite a few. So, lets say headstrong, gorgeous, and opinionated is pretty much a given."
A slow smile crossed Lamont's face. "I must say this is going to be even more interesting that I had originally hoped, maybe enough to make it more than a few years before I decide to move on."
Xander grinned, "Cool… be good for the Slayers to have someone who can mess with their heads a little, hell maybe be able to set up some nice training stuff, depending how much you can affect them. Come on, I will show you around." Starting to walk Lamont through, when there was a voice at the door.
"Hello, is anyone there?" This time it was a woman with a slight accent, but it still sounded familiar.
Both Lamont and Xander turned to see a woman in her 40's standing there smiling at them. She was not breathtakingly beautiful, but you could easily watch her all day long, she had a warm rich beauty that you instinctively knew would never fade, simply mature.
Swallowing Xander walked towards. "Yes? May I help you?"
She smiled at him. "I accepted a job offer to help with a school for girls? My name is Pat Savage."
Lamont, blinked, then looked at the woman and smiled. "Patricia.. it is you. I can't believe it after all these years."
Pat looked at the man, really looked and her jaw dropped. "Lamont? Damn…" She moved forward pulling him into a tight hug. "It is good to see you again, and I would make a comment about how you look, but you looked like you have aged even better than I have. Ooh…" Her eyes lit up. "You know what this means, right?"
"And what is that my dear?" Replied a still smiling Lamont.
"I have someone else who actually appreciates music and movies." The both started to grin and together said "James Cagney and Danny Kaye." Then both started to laugh.
Xander just stood there looking at her, a frown on his face. "Pat.. Patricia Savage, why does that sound so familiar?" Completely unaware of how rude he was being.
Pat looked at him confused, the young man was only in his twenties, and Doc has disappeared over 20 years ago, so there was no reason he should really know him, but then she caught the look on Lamont's face as he spoke.
"Well you might not know Pat, but what about her cousin, Doc?" Mischief rampant, he was having more fun than he had had in years, and it felt so good to laugh.
Xander's jaw dropped. "Doc.. Doc Savage is your cousin?" Watching numbly as a confused Pat nodded her head. "He isn't coming is he?"