Chapter Four

AN: Send this to someone who wanted to beta read a few days ago but didn´t get it back yet. So i decided to post it unbetaed again. If i get back from him i will update that chapter.

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Chapter Four

Still on the road after the shooting:

After the shooting Xander slumped down in the seat and suddenly he felt dead tired. "Ufff, I think I could use some sack time now. BTW John where are we driving too? We may have got rid of Weiss and his Team but if the Council is still only half as effective under Wesley as it was before they will send a new team after us and this time properly with a slayer or two. And I still have no clue what the hell has happened since I stepped through that dammed portal."

John raised his eyebrows: "Slayers? Portal? You worked for the Watcher Council? And they want you dead now? And what was that about a portal? Ohh and to answer your question were we are driving to. I friend of mine has a small hunting cabin not far from here I think we can lay down there a while until Suko gets into contact with Kara."

"Sounds great I hope your friend has a full fridge there. I am starving and tired. And yes I worked or better as far as I know I still work for the Watchers Council. (Here he tells John the whole story we all know from the Series) My last assignment was searching for slayers in Africa and after I got a letter to come to London I used a portal spell for a quick trip and the next thing I know is that I woke up in a hospital bed with no clue how I got there and now the council wants me dead for some reason that I don't know."

Shortly after Xander ended with his story John left the main road and drove up a small side road. After ten minutes they saw a small house and in front of it a parked Porsche.

"Wow, nice car." said Xander.

"Yes. Looks like Bill is here. I thought he was still on Hawaii with Sheila."

"Bill and Sheila?" asked Xander

"The friend I mentioned who owns this cabin and his wife. Bill is a reporter and he helped me in quite a lot of my cases."

John parked his rover behind the Porsche and while still getting out of the car the cabin door opened and a quite, athletic build men around his early thirties walked out of the house and shouted surprised. "John! You old, demon scaring house. What are you doing here? And who is your friend?"

"Hello Bill. Good to see you and to answer your questions that's Alexander Harris and we are here to lay low for a while. I thought you were still on Hawaii?"

Hearing the name of Johns companion Bills Face went white in a second and suddenly he was pointing a strange stick on Xander. "John, step aside you don't know dangerous this guy is."

John stepped a side as Bill asked of him and looked quite confused at his old friend. "Bill? What the hell are you doing? And what's that for a strange stake?"

"John, that is my wand and if this is really Alexander Harris aka Alexander the Black we are in a lot of trouble."

"Alexander the Black? What the heck is your friend talking about John?" Xander called a bit annoyed. "And Mr. Wandwieldingreportergeek would you please point your toothpick somewhere else it makes me kind of nervous."

"Yes Bill. What are you talking about and what are you doing with a wand? Is it something like Suko´s Staff of Buddha?"

"I'm a wizard John. Sorry that you had to find that out this way and your friend there (still pointing the wand at Xander) was one of the most wanted man in the whole supernatural world until he was killed two years ago by the slayer Summers."

"A wizard? Like the wizard of oz or something?" Xander smirked. "But it looks like you know a lot about me so spill. Why was I the most wanted man? And why is everyone, besides John and me, trying to kill poor old Xander?"

Bill answered: "I think we should take that inside. And if you don´ mind" he pointed at Xander "please go first." He waited until John and Xander entered the cabin and then followed them (never leaving Xander out of his sight). "Please sit down. Something to drink?"

Both nodded and after Bill made a gesture with his wand a bottle and three glasses levitated over to the table.

"So Mr. Harris, why don't you know anything about Alexander the Black and why are you still alive?"

Xander told him how he had gotten the letter in Africa and then tried to travel to London with the portal spell.

"May I see this scroll with the spell for a moment?"

"Sure I have it in my bag pack. John could your get it for me somehow I don't think your friend wants to leave me out of his sight."

A few minutes later John came back with the pack and gave it to Xander. After opening it and going through the contents for a while Xander pulled the Scroll out of the pack and gave it to Bill.

Bill took it and studied it for a while "Hmm quite interesting spell. But it's flawed."

"Flawed? How?" asked a shocked Xander.

Bill pointed to a small blank spot on the scroll. "Here do you see that small spot? There is a word missing and that word specified that you stay in your dimension with the portal. Without it the portal still opened the portal to your announced goal but the dimension was random."

Xander took a big gulp of the whisky and replied "Uhhh that would answer why a lot of things are different then I remember. How do I get back?"

Before Bill could answer they all heard a loud crack from outside and a few moments later a loud voice shouted. "Alexander Harris, we have surrounded the house. Come out now you bastard or by god I will burn down that house."

Xander jumped to his feet. "Dam that sound like a very pissed of Faith" I should go out before she makes here threat true."

John got up. "No, you stay here. I go outside and talk to her." He walked to the door, opened it and stepped out.

Outside he saw a lot of armed people and a beautiful but very angry looking young woman. "Ms. Faith. I suppose? I am John Sinclair."

"Good for you Mr. Sinclair. Where is Harris? Hand him over and we won't hurt you too much for helping that scumbag."

"Ms. Faith you should watch what you say from now on. Treating an Inspector from Scotland Yard is a capital offense."

"Scotland Yard? Looks like Wes forgot to mention that little detail. None the less I must ask you to handover Mr. Harris. We have a lot to "discuss" with him".

John shook his head. "I can't do that. The Alexander Harris you are looking for is dead."