Authors Note: Sorry it took this long to get the chapter out. I was
supposed to send the chapter to my friends for them to proof it but my
emails messed up and they never received it.
Last Time on Buffy:
After seeing Buffy and Spike in bed together Xander faints. Dawn and Willow hearing Xander's girlish scream come to the rescue to find Buffy and Spike in bed together. When Xander wakes the group is in for a surprise.
"Oh," Xander said weakly coming back to the world of the living. Everyone looked down at him from where they were standing around him. "My head" He looked at everyone. 'They are all watching Me.' thought Xander, 'There is Willow. I must have hurt my head, maybe I fell. Hey, I wonder who the rest of these people are.'
Chapter 7: Questions
"Who are you people' asked Xander, as he stood up and brushed himself off .
"Uh, Xander now is not the time to be joking about things like that." said Buffy.
"Do I know you?" asked Xander confused. "Willow who are these people?"
"You know me?" asked Willow relieved.
"Yeah of course. Jesse and you are my best buds." replied Xander as if that was an obvious thing. 'Boy the blonde is hot. But she looks older that me. Too bad, maybe if I lay on the whole mature thing, she'll go out with me. Yeah right. Come to your senses. You could never get a girl like that. Yes I could.' he argued with himself. Looking at Willow now he noticed the difference in her appearance. 'Hey, what happened to Will, she looks hot.'
"Jesse" Buffy and Willow said at the same time, filling with dread.
"Yeah, Jesse. How do you know him?" Xander asked Buffy. "Oh, did he hit on you, I'm sorry he hits on every beautiful girl. Not that I think you beautiful." realizing what he was saying, he tried to fix it, but only made it worse. "Not that you're ugly or anything... Please just ignore me." 'Yup, she is soooo never going out with me.'
Buffy and Willow just looked at each other. Xander was acting like he did when Buffy first met him.
"Hey, Will, what you do to your hair. It looks good. You look like a college student or something. You just went from the girl I know, to babe magnet in ten seconds flat." Said Xander. He was expecting her to blush but to his surprise she just looked at him. He could not believe then change in her. When he saw her the other day she was all quiet and such. Now, she well, she had this aura of confidence.
"Um Xander lets get you back to, um, Buffy's place." Said Willow. "Buffy is the blond one. The one with brown hair is Dawn." She told him this, as she made her way over to the ladder.
"O.K. sure, if you say so Will." aid Xander confused again. "But uh, why can't we just go back to my house?"
The way back to Buffy's house was full of questions, that no one could explain to Xander's liking. The biggest one was what was he doing in a graveyard.
Spike stayed at the crypt, not wanting to go out into the sun. Xander made a quip about him being a vampire. Spike found this all quiet amusing, and couldn't wait until the whelp got his memory back, so he could tease him.
When they got to Buffy's house Xander recognized it. "Hey, so you're the person who just moved in here."
After they got inside Buffy phoned Anya, who was at the magic shop. At first she didn't want to close the magic shop, but after Buffy explained what happened she came right over.
"I say we take him to emergency." said Willow told Buffy and Anya. Xander was upstairs lying down and Dawn had gone over to a friend's.
"I've seen this type of thing before," said Anya. " We just have to wait, until his memory comes back. It should come back in a few days. He suffered a very big shock. Well to him. I on the other hand, figured out you two were having lots of sex ages ago."
"What!?" asked Xander as he came down the stairs, hearing the end of the conversation. He gave Anya a weird look as he entered the room and sat down on the couch. He was wearing some clothes Anya had brought over, they had left the clothes on the dresser in the room where he was sleeping.
"OH, hi Xander, this is Anya. Did you have a good sleep?" asked Willow.
"Will, how about you guys tell me what's going on now." It was a statement not a question. Xander had had enough of this now.
"O.K., how about first you tell me what you remember." said Willow kindly. "What year is it?"
"Willow, come on." he protested until seeing her serious expression, he answered. "1996 of course." He looked at their worried expressions and asked, "what?"
"I think you should tell him Willow. He doesn't know who we are and has no reason to believe us." said Buffy. She couldn't believe this was happening, Yet another thing bad that she caused. The reminder of Jesse, the guy she couldn't save when she first got here was hard.
"Um, Xander, it's 2002. We don't go to high school anymore. And you work as a carpenter," said Willow gently. "As far as we can tell, something traumatic happened and you've blocked everything that happened to you since you met Buffy, out of your mind.
".... Good one Willow you almost had me there." Xander laughed nervously. "Where's Jesse, did he put you up to this?"
"Um, Xander Jesse's dead. He died 6 years ago soon after Buffy came to town. The only reason we're alive today is because Buffy managed to save us." Willow replied, glancing over at Buffy, to see how she was handling all this talk about Jesse. It hurt Willow to talk about him, but she had gotten over most of the pain. Buffy on the other hand blamed herself for everyone that she couldn't save.
"What!" Xander looked frantically around. "I'm getting out of here." He made to run to the door but was stopped by Buffy.
"Xander, I love you with all my heart, you are one of my best friends. I'm sorry but you can't go out there." With that she hit him once and he crumbled into her arms.
~*~
Authors note: Please review. I am yet again begging you from the bottom of my heart.
Angel: (on the Blinnikov Ballet) I saw their production of Giselle in 1890. I cried like a baby (pauses) and I was evil.
Fred: (grinning) I think it sounds exciting.
Wesley: Yes.
Gunn: No. No! This is not Mata Hari. This is tutus and guys with their big- ass packages jumping up and down. This is just... I will never trust you again. The trust is gone.
Cordelia: Oh, get over it. Do we get dressed up?
Angel: Of course.
Cordelia: I'm in.
Angel: Guys, seeing the ballet live, it's... it's like another world. Gunn, these guys are tight, and you're going to be tripping out.
Gunn: Don't be using my own phrases when we've lost the trust.
Last Time on Buffy:
After seeing Buffy and Spike in bed together Xander faints. Dawn and Willow hearing Xander's girlish scream come to the rescue to find Buffy and Spike in bed together. When Xander wakes the group is in for a surprise.
"Oh," Xander said weakly coming back to the world of the living. Everyone looked down at him from where they were standing around him. "My head" He looked at everyone. 'They are all watching Me.' thought Xander, 'There is Willow. I must have hurt my head, maybe I fell. Hey, I wonder who the rest of these people are.'
Chapter 7: Questions
"Who are you people' asked Xander, as he stood up and brushed himself off .
"Uh, Xander now is not the time to be joking about things like that." said Buffy.
"Do I know you?" asked Xander confused. "Willow who are these people?"
"You know me?" asked Willow relieved.
"Yeah of course. Jesse and you are my best buds." replied Xander as if that was an obvious thing. 'Boy the blonde is hot. But she looks older that me. Too bad, maybe if I lay on the whole mature thing, she'll go out with me. Yeah right. Come to your senses. You could never get a girl like that. Yes I could.' he argued with himself. Looking at Willow now he noticed the difference in her appearance. 'Hey, what happened to Will, she looks hot.'
"Jesse" Buffy and Willow said at the same time, filling with dread.
"Yeah, Jesse. How do you know him?" Xander asked Buffy. "Oh, did he hit on you, I'm sorry he hits on every beautiful girl. Not that I think you beautiful." realizing what he was saying, he tried to fix it, but only made it worse. "Not that you're ugly or anything... Please just ignore me." 'Yup, she is soooo never going out with me.'
Buffy and Willow just looked at each other. Xander was acting like he did when Buffy first met him.
"Hey, Will, what you do to your hair. It looks good. You look like a college student or something. You just went from the girl I know, to babe magnet in ten seconds flat." Said Xander. He was expecting her to blush but to his surprise she just looked at him. He could not believe then change in her. When he saw her the other day she was all quiet and such. Now, she well, she had this aura of confidence.
"Um Xander lets get you back to, um, Buffy's place." Said Willow. "Buffy is the blond one. The one with brown hair is Dawn." She told him this, as she made her way over to the ladder.
"O.K. sure, if you say so Will." aid Xander confused again. "But uh, why can't we just go back to my house?"
The way back to Buffy's house was full of questions, that no one could explain to Xander's liking. The biggest one was what was he doing in a graveyard.
Spike stayed at the crypt, not wanting to go out into the sun. Xander made a quip about him being a vampire. Spike found this all quiet amusing, and couldn't wait until the whelp got his memory back, so he could tease him.
When they got to Buffy's house Xander recognized it. "Hey, so you're the person who just moved in here."
After they got inside Buffy phoned Anya, who was at the magic shop. At first she didn't want to close the magic shop, but after Buffy explained what happened she came right over.
"I say we take him to emergency." said Willow told Buffy and Anya. Xander was upstairs lying down and Dawn had gone over to a friend's.
"I've seen this type of thing before," said Anya. " We just have to wait, until his memory comes back. It should come back in a few days. He suffered a very big shock. Well to him. I on the other hand, figured out you two were having lots of sex ages ago."
"What!?" asked Xander as he came down the stairs, hearing the end of the conversation. He gave Anya a weird look as he entered the room and sat down on the couch. He was wearing some clothes Anya had brought over, they had left the clothes on the dresser in the room where he was sleeping.
"OH, hi Xander, this is Anya. Did you have a good sleep?" asked Willow.
"Will, how about you guys tell me what's going on now." It was a statement not a question. Xander had had enough of this now.
"O.K., how about first you tell me what you remember." said Willow kindly. "What year is it?"
"Willow, come on." he protested until seeing her serious expression, he answered. "1996 of course." He looked at their worried expressions and asked, "what?"
"I think you should tell him Willow. He doesn't know who we are and has no reason to believe us." said Buffy. She couldn't believe this was happening, Yet another thing bad that she caused. The reminder of Jesse, the guy she couldn't save when she first got here was hard.
"Um, Xander, it's 2002. We don't go to high school anymore. And you work as a carpenter," said Willow gently. "As far as we can tell, something traumatic happened and you've blocked everything that happened to you since you met Buffy, out of your mind.
".... Good one Willow you almost had me there." Xander laughed nervously. "Where's Jesse, did he put you up to this?"
"Um, Xander Jesse's dead. He died 6 years ago soon after Buffy came to town. The only reason we're alive today is because Buffy managed to save us." Willow replied, glancing over at Buffy, to see how she was handling all this talk about Jesse. It hurt Willow to talk about him, but she had gotten over most of the pain. Buffy on the other hand blamed herself for everyone that she couldn't save.
"What!" Xander looked frantically around. "I'm getting out of here." He made to run to the door but was stopped by Buffy.
"Xander, I love you with all my heart, you are one of my best friends. I'm sorry but you can't go out there." With that she hit him once and he crumbled into her arms.
~*~
Authors note: Please review. I am yet again begging you from the bottom of my heart.
Angel: (on the Blinnikov Ballet) I saw their production of Giselle in 1890. I cried like a baby (pauses) and I was evil.
Fred: (grinning) I think it sounds exciting.
Wesley: Yes.
Gunn: No. No! This is not Mata Hari. This is tutus and guys with their big- ass packages jumping up and down. This is just... I will never trust you again. The trust is gone.
Cordelia: Oh, get over it. Do we get dressed up?
Angel: Of course.
Cordelia: I'm in.
Angel: Guys, seeing the ballet live, it's... it's like another world. Gunn, these guys are tight, and you're going to be tripping out.
Gunn: Don't be using my own phrases when we've lost the trust.
