A/N: Another attempt at a Xander story.
Disclaimer: Do I even have to say it? I mean, you know what a disclaimer is. I don't own the characters.
Summary: What did Caleb mean exactly by Xander's the one who sees things? Takes place after Dirty Girls, and these are my thoughts of what Caleb meant.
Destiny
The hospital room was ghostly quiet. It was completely dark, except for some light in the corner of the room. But even still, the only noise in the room was the quiet breathing of Xander, and the soft crying from Willow.
Willow didn't know what went on at the vineyard, but Buffy filled her in on everything. A new enemy killing Potential Slayers, that's something, Willow thought. And it was the new enemy that took some life out of Xander. The blood on her hands is Xander's. Stained on her hands.
How dare he do this to Xander, she thought, looking down at her hands. She never felt this angry before. She felt angrier right now than the time when Tara died. And I should. I've known Xander all my life, she reminded herself.
"And I almost lost him. If I were there, I would've saved Xander," Willow said out loud. "He would've been saved."
"Gee," Xander says. "I haven't died. At least not yet."
Xander!
"Xander! You're okay! I mean, you lost an eye, but you're alive!" Willow stood up quickly, almost knocking over the chair. "I should go get Buffy, or someone," she offers.
"Willow." Xander begins.
"Yeah?" Willow asks cheerfully.
"Help me," Xander says weakly.
Willow frowns. "With what?" Maybe it has something to do with the fight. "We are going to kill the enemy, so you don't have to worry about that."
"No, not that. Caleb, the enemy, said to me, that I'm the one who sees things. Right before he took out my eye."
"So?"
"It's true," Xander responds. "I do see things."
Willow laughs. "We all see things, Xander. We do have eyes."
"Not that," Xander sighs. "Not all people have the ability to see into the future."
"The future? What about it?" Willow thinks hard. Then, it crosses her mind. "Oh my God!"
"Yeah. I know."
"You can see into the future? When did this happen?"
"Around the time when you almost destroyed the world, and I butt in on your ritual with that statue." Xander grins. "Guess I have superpowers, too. Just like you."
Call Buffy. Call Giles. Call Spike even, Willow thinks. "Let's tell someone!" Willow suggests excitedly. "They have to know this!" Willow starts to leave.
"No!" Xander tries to sit up. "If you tell them about my power, then they'll start to ask about what happens to them. If they'll win the fight. We can't change destiny. We can't know the future and what happens to us before hand, we just have to accept the changes. Things happen for a reason. It's for their own good," Xander adds as Willow gives him a hurtful look.
"Then why'd you tell me?" Willow asks.
"Because you're my friend. You're the most faithful friend that I have, and I love you."
Xander loves me? Willow starts crying. "Xander."
"We just have to accept destiny, and what happens to us."
Disclaimer: Do I even have to say it? I mean, you know what a disclaimer is. I don't own the characters.
Summary: What did Caleb mean exactly by Xander's the one who sees things? Takes place after Dirty Girls, and these are my thoughts of what Caleb meant.
Destiny
The hospital room was ghostly quiet. It was completely dark, except for some light in the corner of the room. But even still, the only noise in the room was the quiet breathing of Xander, and the soft crying from Willow.
Willow didn't know what went on at the vineyard, but Buffy filled her in on everything. A new enemy killing Potential Slayers, that's something, Willow thought. And it was the new enemy that took some life out of Xander. The blood on her hands is Xander's. Stained on her hands.
How dare he do this to Xander, she thought, looking down at her hands. She never felt this angry before. She felt angrier right now than the time when Tara died. And I should. I've known Xander all my life, she reminded herself.
"And I almost lost him. If I were there, I would've saved Xander," Willow said out loud. "He would've been saved."
"Gee," Xander says. "I haven't died. At least not yet."
Xander!
"Xander! You're okay! I mean, you lost an eye, but you're alive!" Willow stood up quickly, almost knocking over the chair. "I should go get Buffy, or someone," she offers.
"Willow." Xander begins.
"Yeah?" Willow asks cheerfully.
"Help me," Xander says weakly.
Willow frowns. "With what?" Maybe it has something to do with the fight. "We are going to kill the enemy, so you don't have to worry about that."
"No, not that. Caleb, the enemy, said to me, that I'm the one who sees things. Right before he took out my eye."
"So?"
"It's true," Xander responds. "I do see things."
Willow laughs. "We all see things, Xander. We do have eyes."
"Not that," Xander sighs. "Not all people have the ability to see into the future."
"The future? What about it?" Willow thinks hard. Then, it crosses her mind. "Oh my God!"
"Yeah. I know."
"You can see into the future? When did this happen?"
"Around the time when you almost destroyed the world, and I butt in on your ritual with that statue." Xander grins. "Guess I have superpowers, too. Just like you."
Call Buffy. Call Giles. Call Spike even, Willow thinks. "Let's tell someone!" Willow suggests excitedly. "They have to know this!" Willow starts to leave.
"No!" Xander tries to sit up. "If you tell them about my power, then they'll start to ask about what happens to them. If they'll win the fight. We can't change destiny. We can't know the future and what happens to us before hand, we just have to accept the changes. Things happen for a reason. It's for their own good," Xander adds as Willow gives him a hurtful look.
"Then why'd you tell me?" Willow asks.
"Because you're my friend. You're the most faithful friend that I have, and I love you."
Xander loves me? Willow starts crying. "Xander."
"We just have to accept destiny, and what happens to us."