Daddy's Pants Extended
Disclaimer: All things Buffy the Vampire Slayer belong to Joss Whedon. All things Harry Potter belong to JK Rowling. No money is being profited from this fic.
Summary: Xander Harris has lost the will to be spontaneous. He decides to change that with Ginny Weasley. After a night of drunken sex, Xander leaves the next morning, leaving Ginny. She finds a business card and his pants. She then discovers that she is pregnant and she is determined to find him.
A/N: No sex in this fic! Just a mention that it happened!
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"Blah" means speech
'Halb' means thoughts
Las Vegas, Hotel Lobby
"You've lost the ability to be spontaneous, Xander," Willow sighed. "What am I supposed to do for entertainment?"
"It's there," Xander defended himself, "it's just tucked away and at my control."
"Well, bring it out and entertain us!" Buffy yelled drunkenly.
"I think you've had too much to drink, Buffy," Willow said. "And remember, a drunken slayer is not a happy slayer."
After some touch and go moments, Willow was able to drag Buffy from the bar. Xander was left sitting alone, pondering his life thus so.
The three Scooby members had come to Las Vegas to find a slayer that was detected.
They had agreed to go since it was the closest thing they had to getting a vacation.
Currently, their search was called off and the Scoobies found their way to the bar in the hotel to let loose.
"I can still be spontaneous," Xander mumbled under this breath. "These fake business cards say different."
Andrew, somehow, had talked Xander into getting them. Having a business card would raise a person's mystique level, Andrew told him. Now, they were resting in his back pocket and going nowhere fast. Why he ever listened to Andrew, Xander will never know. Andrew just seemed to attach himself, and Xander, being Xander, saw himself in Andrew and kept the boy around. He regretted ever doing that.
"I need to do something to prove my spontaneity before Buffy does something to me that involves bodily harm," Xander told himself.
Xander turned his body around in his stool and looked at the people in the bar. Everyone in the bar seemed to have a significant other. He was instantly reminded of his lack of love in that department. People told him that he should find someone. Anya would want him too, but even after so many years, he couldn't do it. He was looking for companionship, but Xander wasn't really sure if he could do it.
At the same moment, a woman walked into the bar. Xander took noticed her immediately. She reminded Xander of Willow, with her flaming red hair and pale skin. She looked around Xander's age and was quickly drawing the attention of many men.
Her eye caught his and she smiled and blushed. Xander returned the smile and turned back towards the bar. She had obviously found him attractive, too.
Xander ordered another beer and began to drink, again. He didn't notice the woman who walked into the bar standing next to him. He figured she was playing with him before her husband came in from their hotel room.
"Is this seat taken?" she asked referring to the empty bottles left by Willow and Buffy.
Xander heard the British accent and turned, expecting to see a Watcher that followed him to Vegas. They just didn't seem trust the Scooby anymore.
Instead, he saw the woman he smiled at.
"Not at all," Xander said collecting the bottles to make room.
They were nervous around each other and they didn't know why. They tried to start a conversation, but they ended quickly.
"Is there anything fun around here that we can do?" Ginny asked with a look in her eyes.
Xander looked toward her to answer, but the look in her eyes was familiar. It was the same look Anya used to give him whenever she wanted…
'Oh, boy,' Xander thought to himself. 'This would be a great moment to be spontaneous.'
The thought of being spontaneous struck him as odd. How was thinking a moment to be spontaneous actually spontaneous?
Xander returned the look and said, "I'm sure we can find something to do in this hotel."
The whole night was a blur for Xander. The only thing he remembered was being thrown into a door with the woman's, whose name was Ginny, lips on his. It was more than he would remember the next morning.
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Next Morning
Xander woke up with a groan. His head hurt way too much from the beers last night. When he opened his eyes, he didn't know where he was. The room was dark and there was a faint smell of something in the air. He also noticed that the bed was a little damp. He didn't know what it was, but it clear that something happened in the room.
He searched for his shirt and found it on top of a lamp. He hadn't realized that he had to remove a bra first to get to it. He put his shoes on and made his way to the door. He made the journey from the unknown room to the room he was sharing with Willow and Buffy.
The entire walk, he tried to remember what happened. That was when it hit him.
'Alcohol, girl, boring conversation, spontaneous, Ginny, SEX!' Xander screamed in his head. He picked up his pace toward his room in need to talk to Willow. All the while, images from the previous night was flashing in his head.
"Willow, Buffy!" Xander yelled.
When he walked in, he expected them to be awake and alert. What he found was Willow under the comforter, with her head on one pillow and another pillow on top of her head. Buffy was in a similar situation, but just with one pillow on her head.
"Willow, you have to wake up," Xander said shaking Willow's foot.
Buffy was the first to respond at Xander's frantic tone. She lifted the pillow halfway from her face. Only her mouth was visible. "If slaying isn't required, I'm going back to bed."
"No, but it's still…" Xander was cut off as Buffy lifted her finger.
"No! My head hurts, so I'm going to put this pillow back on my face and go back to dream land where alcohol is forbidden."
Xander turned from Buffy's bed and faced Willow. Her head was up, looking at Xander. She looked irritated, but was less outspoken about it than Buffy.
When Willow adjusted her eyes, she looked down. "Xander, where are you pants?"
Xander hadn't even realized it and looked down to see hairy legs free for the world to see.
"That's why I'm trying to explain here.
Last night, after you guys left the bar, a woman came in. We talked for a while and the next thing I knew, I was in her room making with the smoochies and before I knew it," Xander made a gesture with his hands.
"When we said be spontaneous, we meant say something funny," Willow said. "Not do someone!"
"I was hoping you would be somewhat happy for me," Xander said hurt.
"It's way too early in the morning for the happy dance," Buffy said from under her pillow.
"We can leave this behind us," Willow said. "I know we are close to finding this slayer and then we can leave and this whole mess will be behind you."
Xander agreed and walked to his bed. He fell face first and went to sleep. They all slept that day, but sometime in the early afternoon, they awoke, refreshed.
That day was their lucky day as they had found the slayer they were looking for. Xander was in a hurry to leave Las Vegas and return to the Council in England.
"See Xander, everything is okay!" Willow patted Xander on the shoulder. "You know longer have to be reminded of this vacation."
"At least you can be happy about one thing," Buffy snorted, "You met a woman who wasn't a demon or connected with the supernatural in any way."
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Ginny's Room
By the time that Ginny said to spell to clear her hangover, she noticed that her bed was empty. Her mind went back to last night and the incredible time she had with Xander. She hadn't expected him to leave, but she wasn't that surprised. They barely knew each other, and Ginny was here only to escape the Wizarding World.
When she began to clean the room, she found that Xander had left his pants. She rolled her eyes and picked them up. They felt a little too heavy, so she started fishing her hand in the pockets. The first thing she pulled from the back pocket was a set of business cards. In black ink the words read, "Xander Harris, 2450 Cleveland, Ohio."
Ginny smiled at the plan forming in her head. She was going to send something via Muggle post and let him know that she wasn't angry at what he did. Maybe, just maybe, they could meet and get to know each other for real. And if they happened to sleep together again, then so be it!
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End
This is the extended version of this chapter. It may not be that noticeable, but it's there! People wanted me to write it a bit longer and this was the best I could do without totally changing the story!