Summary: Giles is fed up with demons and other intruders breaking into his flat, and decides to take action.

Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine, as they remain the property of their owners/creators. . .I'm just giving Giles a break.

Rating: PG, for themes.

Time Frame: Fourth Season, post "Who are You?"

Archiving: Please do, but e-mail me at because I'm interested in where stuff I write ends up, and I'll want to see what else you've got there.


Giles was sitting in his living room, reading quietly, when the front door was kicked off of its hinges. A demon, green and warty of skin and standing at least eight feet tall, burst into the room and stood over Giles, its massive muscles rippling and claws extended.

Sighing in annoyance, Giles looked up and queried in an irritated tone, "Yes. . .may I help you?"

The demon blinked in surprise: the usual reaction to an entrance like the one it had just made was abject terror, or at least concern: this human seemed to think of it as just a momentary irritant. It drew itself up to its full height and intoned menacingly, "Rupert Giles. . .you possess the knowledge of the location of the Amulet of Valadis. . .you will give me that information, or I will rend you to bits."

Giles looked up at him and smiled ruefully before replying, "Hmm. . .the Amulet of Valadis. . .permits its wearer to liquefy human flesh with a glance. . .not something I should let you get ahold of. . .say, you're a Naganis demon, aren't you?"

The demon blinked and replied, "Yes. . .but what does that have to do with anything?"

Giles smiled and replied, "You'd be surprised." He looked up and called out, "Countermeasure R."

Puzzled at the human's behavior, the demon failed to notice the vents opening in the ceiling and the fine mist of dust coming from them until it began touching its body. There was the smell of burning flesh, and the demon collapsed to the floor in agony. After a few moments, there was nothing left of it but a small patch of slime. Giles looked at it in distaste, thinking once again that the steam carpet cleaner had been a good investment. He smiled and resolved to buy Riley dinner in the near future: the security firm that he had recommended had done a fine job of installing the system, which readily accepted the special countermeasures that a man in his situation needed. He made a mental note to stock up on more iron pyrite dust. . .it was unlikely that another Naganis demon would show up on his doorstep, but you could never be too careful. He was preparing to call the contractor that he had used for past work on his flat when Anya walked in, without knocking as usual. She took one look at the scene, and began commenting, "God, Giles, this place is a mess. . .I don't see how you can live here. Oh, have you seen Xander. . .I can't find him, and I really do want to have sex with him. . .it's been hours. . ."

Giles smiled and called out, "Countermeasure A."

As always, comments are welcomed and desired