Death Becomes Us All.
Disclaimer: I own nothing all hail Joss.
Authors Note: Wile this is not my first fanfiction this is my first Xander fanfic and my first fic with any real angst. So please review the good the bad the ugly, but please no flamers for they are pointless.
Xander Harris woke up with a headache like none other. His whole body was tell him to reach back into the serenity of sleep, but that was something he couldn't do. He was leaving today for New York and he couldn't miss his flight.
He needed to get out of here, he needed to start over. It would be different there, he would be able to walk outside with out the constant reminder of them. With out seeing them there in front of him just out of his reach. He knew they would hunt him no matter were he went but he was hoping that starting over would lessen his pain, his quilt for being one of the few left behind. Three people out of them all that was all that had survived.
He was glad that he wasn't the only one. He loved Dawn and he didn't totally despise Angel, but after all that happened it hurt. It hurt to look at them, they stood as a constant remind to each other of what they had lost. That's why he had to leave he had to make that plane. Dawn would stay with Angel he could take better care of her. She would be hurt he knew but there was no way getting around it she couldn't come, she was to young and needed something more stable.
He knew he was being selfish, knew that the reason for her staying wasn't truly her age or mind set it was the fact that he loved her. It was that simple, and he felt that as long as they were together she would end up getting hurt or worse. You see that's how it worked he loved some one and they died. He couldn't let that happen to Dawn, or anyone else ever again. He would let no one else died because of his love.
Xander was out of the shower and getting dressed when the phone rang. He dropped the towel he had been drying his hair with on the bed and went to answer it.
"Hello."
"Hello, Xander is that you. This is Dawn."
Xander shut his eyes tightly. The memories he had been holding at bay all morning came rushing back with a force that brought tears to his eyes. He took a moment to calm him self before responding.
"Hello Dawn, is there something I can do for you?"
"Um Xander I know your suppose to be leaving this morning, I mean I know I wasn't suppose to know until after you left but Angel told me. And well something's happened Xander I need you to come to the hotel."
Xander noticed a shake in her voice he couldn't tell if is was the fact that Angel had told her of his leaving of if it was fear, either way it hurt him to hear it.
" What's happened, are you ok."
"I'm fine, but well....Angel he's ...."
"He's what Dawn."
"He's dead Xander, he's really really dead."
At this point she broke out in tears. Xander wanted to, to but he couldn't he needed more answers and then he needed to get to Dawn.
"Dawn what happened are you some wear safe. Is there someone there with you."
"I'm ok, I'm in the basement. But there's no one hear and I so afraid. Xander please I'm so scared."
"Ok Dawn, I'll be there soon just hold on I'll be there."
He hung up quickly and went and grabbed his bag. He was in the car and driving towards the hotel as quick as he could. He had wanted to tell it would be ok, that it would all work out. But he knew it wouldn't and he couldn't bring himself to lie. It wouldn't be ok, never again would anything be ok.