Disclaimer: I do not own the characters in the TV Show Criminal Minds. But they where so fun to play with that i had to include them.

Chapter 22

Sometime later

It was the light that awoke him.

"How do you feel?" he heard Morgan say.

Looking around he saw he was lying on a bed and that the dark skinned agent Morgan, was sitting on a chair looking at him.

Xander's body shivered and trembled as he tried to stand up and failed. "Bad. I'm freezing and need food. I hope the angry elephant that attacked me is locked away," he said, as he shivered and stood up, this time with Morgan supporting him.

Morgan looked at Xander and asked, "You are not on any drugs are you?"

Xander shook his head. "No, only magic."

The agent nodded and together they walked to the kitchen.

"Hi there," Aaron said friendly and a bit worried. The young man was powerful, but he was still just a young man and from his file the NSA mailed him, a real honest hero. "You still look sick. Is there anything we can do to help?"

Xander shock his head. "No, magic overcharge is kind of like overdosing on a drug." He shivered and then continued. "It's nasty."

A whirlwind of feathers blew around their heads as Archimedes landed on Morgan's shoulder and looked directly at Xander.

"Perhaps you should not use it then," Reid suggested.

Xander tried to smile, but failed, it was so cold in here. "I over did it."

Once he had gotten some coffee inside of him he slowly felt warmer again. "Magic allows those that can use it to age slower. It's like medicine, use too much and it gets bad. Most magic users would rather die than never use it again."

"Who hoo. Hoo," Archimedes said, interrupting all of them.

Xander turned to him. "Hi yourself. No, I am fine now. Just a bit tired. Really I am fine," he said, trying to calm his owl.

"Oohowo," it said in a firm voice.

Xander rolled his eyes. "Yes mother."

"You talk to your owl and it talked back?" David asked in disbelief.

Xander looked at David in surprise. "You have seen me teleport, casting a spell that summoned a picture given to us by the spirit of the dead and what confuses you most is a sentient Owl or a person that can understand it?"

David half blinked then said, "Somebody that can understand it."

Morgan nodded. "You gave us a good clue." He was desperate trying to ignore the fact that the Owl was sentient.

Xander nodded. "I over did it quite a bit. I should have stayed with normal tracking spells, but I tried one that would show us the face of the killer and the tool he uses. When somebody wants to stay hidden or does not want his secret to be discovered it becomes more difficult and more energy consuming to cast that spell."

"And you did It," Aaron stated.

"Yes and because the murder does not wish to be discover and can do some magic, it was more difficult for my magic to let us see him. I am almost sure he now knows that we saw him. The killer must be good at it even. Hiding runes that big is very advanced Wiccan. It could be a real Warlock or somebody on his path to becoming one," Xander explained to the agents.

"Depending on his ego, he could be coming after us or you," Reid said. "This is a guy that breaks in, murders and takes pleasure from a demon in other people's homes and all that in the middle of the day in heavy populated areas. He thinks he is superior. He considers himself to be smarter and better and he knows a way to move around unseen." The potentials raced around inside Reid's head. "He is coming for us then. It's like a challenge. We discovered what he is doing and now he has to find and destroy us or his feeling of superiority will be challenged," he said with a grim smile.

Xander considered it. "It's possible," he stated, while grabbing a fruit with his still shivering hands. "If this is how drug users feel after an overdose, I am never going to use drugs." He grinned. "Hell I'm even going to be more careful with magic. "

They all looked at him like they did not believe him.

Xander looked at the disbelieving faces and sighed. "Alright, I'll be careful for a week then." Looking down on his hand that shivered slightly he continued. "Would you believe two days?" Hell he really felt tired. "I think I go back to sleep."

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Two hours later

Refreshed Xander walked up to the shower and once he was done with that he summoned his staff. He cast some hidden wards of discovery as an alarm system. Not even a day and he was using big spells again, oh well he a slow learner.

Then he joined the others in the kitchen, he was still hungry. When he finally sat down the other agents quickly joined him.

Aaron looked at Xander and said, "You look much better now." This was a big surprise to them, because before he had looked like a burned out druggy.

"Yeah, a magical overcharge like I did is painful and you get sick, but it don't last long," Xander replied.

"Somebody captured and tortured a police officer. His body was burned the same way the victim were, but no ritual circle this time. He was just burned the same way and tortured," Morgan reported in a sad tone of voice.

Xander nodded. "So he is getting information on your team. He must think the magic used to find him was cast by a law officer. Could be a lucky guess or the protection rune he used told him about me breaking it," he said.

The agents agreed on that.

Rossi added. "The reporters were asking questions about you. So we had to give them something."

Xander blinked. "What did you give them?"

"Hmm, we said you were an expert on obscure symbols and ancient languages," Aaron said.

David nodded. "The NSA approved this idea and now you are on our call list as a civilian contractor, if we need answer to strange questions."

Xander blinked. "I see. It's true then, no good deed goes unpunished."

The amount of rune studies he had done and how many languages he knew thanks to Giles' learning method to find the clue in books written in old forgotten languages or see the world end was not bad. He knew he could read Latin and some Japanese, even some old rune languages. Combined with magic runes, which he recently had started to learn he could well fill out that role quite well.

All the agents nodded.

Reid was looking like he wanted to dissect him. "You are not a normal human."

There was silence in the room.

"Hmm, what make you think that?" Xander asked, while grabbing some bread and butter.

Reid replied. "I was looking around on the web on myths. There a claims that a child born from humans beyond our world will be the herald of a new age of magic."

Xander nodded. Of course, as a herald he would have a prophecy on him. But how did it work with the fact that he was also the champion of free will and a breaker of prophecies? That gave him a headache. "High Human pr Homo Sapiens Magi, in a nearby dimension they did some selective breeding to create a human able to perform stronger magic than normal humans. My mom and dad saved the king, but also broke one law he could not protect them against. So they were exiled," Xander explained.

"What law?" Morgan wondered aloud.

"Anybody killing a prince of the realm is to be exiled or executed. Mom and dad saved the king's life from a team of killers led by a greedy prince and he was still recognized as a prince of the realm and the law was clear. It was a Royal law that not even the king could break, not even for the people that saved his life," Xander told Morgan and the rest.

Reid grinned. "High humans? Cool. Are you genetically able to breed with normal humans?"

Xander thought about Cordelia, she was currently with child and it was his. "I would say so. My special ability is only to handle stronger raw magic. That's it, nothing more."

"What about the herald thing?" Aaron asked.

Xander flinched. "Some big guys upstairs said humanity is entering a new age. Magic will once again become common. I'm the first herald of High Magic. What it means is that I can teach others about High magic, once I learned enough about it and be an example of how a High-mage should behave." He looked at Reid and asked, "And what homepage did you find the prophecy on?"

The young looking Agent quickly pushed his computer over to Xander.

There, written like a prophecy, was the coming of the Herald of High magic. It was cleverly worded, so that it sounded like the Herald would be a good guy. No name was listed.

He knew who wrote it, Willow and Janna. Only those two witches could have done it.

And further down was a link called 'The High book of high magic'. "No, they did not," Xander said in disbelieve as he was downloading and opening the file. "They did," he said in despair. This had pure Willow action written over it. It was not a complete bad idea, just not a good one.

"They did what?" Reid wondered.

"They scanned in a High Magic codex I wrote down," Xander said. Well actually Willow wrote it down, copied from his father's spell book. It was the basic beginner's lesson in how to call and draw wild magic down and cast simple level Zero spells. It also contained the basic mathematic calculations you needed to understand. Most of that was copied from a normal school book. "It's only the basics a person needs to know."

Aaron swallowed. "How dangerous is it."

Xander frowned. "I don't know. It depends on the person learning. A truly curios and dangerous person could easily find out how to create a bomb from the library or the web and build it. The same goes with magic. Except that with magic it takes hours and hours, day after day of focus and learning, before you get any good on it. I had five years of training, before I got this good. That's five year of only training."

Rossi who had been silent for a long time said now. "You said humanity has entered a new age of magic. What do you mean?"

Xander replied "Just that we are entering an age of magic and things are going to change."

"Change like that could be bad," Reid said.

David nodded. "If we go in the wrong direction, yes it could."

"Right, now we have a rogue on our heels. Let's find a good place for him to find us. This location has too many civilians that could be hurt," Xander said.

Aaron nodded. "Yes you are right." He pondered for a moment and then said. "Outside town is an old library building, which is used to store old books. It's more or less abandoned. We tell everybody we are going there for research and want to be alone if they need us, ask them to call us."

"We can easily lay a trap inside," Reid said and took one last worried look at the young wizard, but he looked fine as silk again.

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At the same time at OCC.

"Ha I knew it Junior. That kid sure is something," Senior said.

"You did not know anything, just a lucky guess," Junior said.

Michael said, "Let's work on the bike instead. I'm sure a hero like him doesn't has time to spend waiting."

Senior and Junior both glared at him and then at each other. Then they nodded. "Damn right."

Chapter 23

The library was dusty and abandoned old books lied in rows after rows of shells.

Xander grinned as he summoned his magic and cast a few detection spells. "This will do just nice." With that he poked around among the books. "Nice, Grevindish's demon index, this guy knew what he was talking about. The book is almost impossible to get a copy of today. G-man's Grevindish copy is almost broken by all the reading that's been done too it."

Grevindish was not the most effective or fact rich author of a demon index. Instead he wrote in an easy to read and funny style. He focused on hostility and weakness of the demons. Also on what you should say if faced with a demon of that breed. Anything from 'Just kill me quickly' to what you should say to the more friendly beings like 'Let's party and have fun my friend.'

"This is a real book of demons?" Reid asked in wonder. "I read it as a child."

Xander eye brown rose. "Well. Do you have a computer scanner? Then you can have a copy. I'm planning on stealing this one."

Aaron sighed. "Do you have to say things like that in front of an FBI agent?"

"Have to? No, but the look on your face sure made up for the risk I run of being arrested," Xander quipped.

Morgan looked at his fellow agent and said, "Look at it like this, he is removing dangerous books."

"Hmm that's right," Xander said, while looking inside a book about magical herbs for erotic and sexual magic. "That's a real dangerous book." Or just another book he just had to have. Naturally just to make sure no innocent was hurt.

Reid was after him like a worm trying to see what he had found. "What about this?" he asked, holding up a book on ancient mystical rituals.

Xander grabbed it and looked what was written in it. "Na, nothing in it."

"The Mystical dementia," he said frowning. "What is that book doing in here?" He asked wondering. As Reid was about to grab it he slapped the agents hand. "No reading. They are not joking when they called it Mystical dementia. It's an evil book written by a warlock, each spell causes madness if used. Even reading it can cause mental problems."

Xander carefully picked it up. He had read part of it before under a watchful guard. Being unable to use Wiccan magic was a safe guard against this book. Looking inside he said. "Oh yes, this is the real deal. Unlike you Reid I know that I am unable to cast Wiccan magic. Only those types of people are immune to it." He closed the book. "And we have not tested your magical potential yet," he said while shuddering, he would suffer nightmares from that little look.

"If I am able to learn Wiccan magic, that book would drive me crazy and if I am unable to do so it's useless. That's nasty," Reid said frowning.

Xander could only agree. "It is. What do you expect from an evil warlock that wanted to have fun? He wrote some other books as well and invented some nasty spells. Spider-boils were his favorite curse to cast and it was copied by other warlocks. It causes the victim to get big black boils on its body, which burst open and are filled with poisoned spiders."

Reid swallowed and said, "That's nasty."

Xander nodded. "Yeah his last spell developed was 'Enlarge head'. It causes the head to increase in size until boom it explodes. It's one of the spells written down in the Mystical Dementia. It was also his last spell ever developed, because it backfired. Meaning the curse effects the witch trying to cast the curse and it takes a month before the head goes terminal big. This book suggests that you use it on your enemies."

Reid blinked. "You are saying that he wrote a curse that caused his own head to explode?"

Xander nodded. "By mistake I'm sure. Any exemplar of the Mystical Dementia is burned the moment one is discovered, by the good guys and most of the bad guys. None of the spells are really that useful considering the price you have to pay. Real skilled Wiccan can read the information using protective spells, but those that are able to read it, don't really need it."

"I think I can understand why," Reid said.

Xander held up the book as he whispered words of wind and fire. Slowly paper dust started to whirl around, burning up in a hasty spark of fire and smoke that quickly vanished.

Ash was drooping around his hand and in only fifteen seconds no book was left.

Morgan interrupted them. "Aaron doesn't want you to wander of too far away."

"I'll keep an eye on him," Reid offered.

"Doctor Reid, Aaron was talking about you also. Xander is new, most likely irresponsible and far too young. You are far to curios around books and way too easy to forget yourself inside a library," Morgan said.

"Whoo." Archimedes stated irritated, he liked looking around this place from his favorite position on Xander shoulder.

Xander nodded. "I could not have said it better."

Morgan frowned. "Listen feather head. Don't give me that attitude. We are on a mission. You can do sightseeing later." Growling about smart aleck birds the agent walked away.

Xander looked at Reid. "I know I understand Archimedes but..."

Reid shrugged. "I'm too shocked by all the new stuff to be surprised anymore."

As they relaxed by the tables, reading some books, Reid had more and more difficulties to stay relaxed.

"Is there a way to check if somebody can do magic and what kind of magic?" Reid asked.

Xander sighed and put down his dad's book. He had memorized most of it by now, but there were some spells he still did not understand. With a flash the book vanished into its hiding place. "Yes there are ways," he answered with a smile and then continued, "from you question can I guess that you want to know if you can do magic yourself?"

Reid looked like a young child as he nodded. "Yes." Not knowing if he could was eating him up. He the king of petty knowledge and obscure facts had entered an area he knew nothing off. The potential of research and knew information was incredible.

Xander looked around and grabbed some paper from the old fax machine. "Wait a moment," he said as he pulled up a dip-pen and ink. "In some cases when writing runes you have to use a special ink and steel gives bad results. The tip of this dip-pen is 18 carat gold, almost perfect for rune writing. An ink brush or a quill is actually superior when writing runes and in some wand-magic schools they only use quills for the reason that they want the students to be able to handle quills with skill. I think that is actually not a bad idea." His words and runes looked abominable.

With clumsy, but working runes written down he charged the paper with energy, causing the rune-spell to be activated.

Then he continued to the next paper. Once he was done he looked up.

"Right one paper for each of you. If you want to know what type of magic you can use drop one drop of blood on the paper and watch. Most people can learn Wiccan, but most are so weak that it would take a year or more of focused study just to light a candle. This way is better. If the paper says you can learn Wiccan magic, it means you are so strong and that learning Wiccan is something you should do. Learning to light a candle with a simple spell would likely only take a day or a week," Xander explained, as he put away his dip-pen and ink.

"Does anybody have a needle or a knife?" Reid asked directly.

Xander picked up a new book on wand-magic. 'Basic wand moves -Get in touch with you wand-'. Whoever named that book should get a beating. He found what was happening around the table was more interesting then the book. He activated the magic spell needed to use Archimedes vision and pretended to read.

Reid dropped a drop of blood on the paper and waited for a moment. "Cool there are new symbols showing up, a strange rune."

Xander groaned and stopped pretending to read. "Sorry my bad, the spell is one of my dad's. Where he grew up they did not speak English." He looked at the words on the paper. "Hmm, I see," he said casting a hidden spell as he handed the paper back.

"What does it say?" Reid asked curios.

Xander had already returned to his book and pretended he did not hear Reid.

David snorted. "That was cruel, but fun. Reid, look at the paper."

Reid looked down and saw that the rune-symbols had changed in to English. "High Magic? I can learn you type of magic?" He asked in surprise.

Xander nodded. "Yea congratulations second herald of High magic. If you like I'm going to leave you a paper copy of the real codex and some number to call if you need help."

Suddenly the idea of learning magic was not fun anymore.

"I don't want to be a historical person," Reid said. "Herald sounds like something out of the bible."

"Or a founding father," Xander said. "That is what we are. The first and the second to learn High magic, if you decide to learn it. You have lot of time to make up your mind. I have to learn wand-magic first, so that's some years in England in a funky old school, where I am almost isolated from normal people. All I can do is leaving you with a list of books you should read and my codex." He frowned. "And my old rune-cane, unless you are extremely powerful you need a rune-cane or rune-staff."

Emily Prentiss, who had stayed away a bit, could not help herself. "So the power of the wizard depends on his staff then?"

Xander snorted. "No, but High-magic channels raw magic energy inside the body and a normal wizard can only charge half of his normal potential before it becomes painful. A high human can charge himself about 3 / 4 then it becomes too painful. The rune-cane or Rune-staff helps us control the raw wild energy inside of us. It grounds us, so to speak," he said showing of his own big rune-staff, it was dark and glittering golden. "As wild energy is focused inside the wooden material it changes its nature and becomes stronger and harder. An old rune-staff is also able to focus more energy than a new rune-staff." He pulled up his first rune-cane. "This was the first rune-cane I used. They could see it was glittering black with some golden colors inside of it.

David looked at both and then asked. "Why is it black, while the other one is dark golden?"

"The type of magic the wizard is using the first time is the reason for it. It's darken by the power of raw magic, healing magic is golden, dark magic is pitch black, war magic is glittering black and plant magic is green."

Reid looked at the cane. "And why is this glittering black with golden colors in it?"

Xander swallowed. "In a room filled with vampire were the two slayers, one who was my lover, fighting for their life. I was the fire support and it did not go well. Kendra was captured and the vampire Drusilla broke her neck, she twisted it almost completely around. I overcharged fire and it rained down and destroyed all vampires in my path as I rushed to her side. Then I cast all the healing magic I knew, but I failed her. At the time I knew no spells that could heal bones and no spell that could heal nerve damage. She died in my arms. We had only known each other for a short time and become lovers only the night before."

The young Wizard left the agents, as he walked out in the library to think. They could all feel the anger rolling of him.

"It's a great cane," Reid said. "I like the color."

"Here goes nothing," Emily Prentiss said and as her blood dripped on the paper nothing happened. After a moment the paper seemed to crumble. "What does that mean?"

Morgan grinned as he dripped a drop of blood as well. The suddenly he had a symbol that changed to the symbol for a Wiccan Witch. "Hey, I am not a witch."

"Remember, he said among Wiccan you are a Witch, regardless of gender," Emily said.

Morgan grumbled. The big and strong martial arts expert did not like the idea of being a witch, it was a female title.

Shortly after that Xander returned and he once again looked happy. "So what happened?"

Some explanation later Xander frowned and casted an analyzing spell. "I see." He really did not see anything and so he cast another one with the same result. What was it? Then he realized. It worked, his analyze spell gave the answer because it did not show anything. "Oh my, you have luck."

Emily looked up and asked "What do you mean?"

Xander explained, "You are spell resistant, a real Magical Zero. Impossible to curse, any raw magical attack would just slip of you, like water off a duck. A wizard would have to use an elemental attack or levitate a table over you to hurt you. A death curse or a flesh eating curse would not affect you. Transforming you into a mouse and step on you would not work, but transform a table into a lion and make it attack you would work. Trying to spy on you with magic would not work. Wards to keep you out would fail even death-curses would fail. You can never learn magic and many, most even, but not all magic users are afraid of you. Sadly healing magic will not work on you."

Emily Prentiss nodded. "I see. Aaron, put me instead of Morgan in the front-line against the suspect."

Aaron was about to protest, but then nodded. "That's a good idea."

"It is. Just remember from what we see the sword uses elemental attacks, no direct magic and we should get ready, he is inside the building," Xander said and ten frowned. "He is difficult to sense." The guy slips on and off his magic wards. "Most types of invisibilities are direct magical effects. Emily, stand guard and try to see him. I go and flush him out," Xander said, while he was casting a spell that made him difficult to see and then marched out.

Emily looked straight at Xander, wondering why he did not sneak out until Reid said, "That's incredible. I can hardly see you at all."

Morgan nodded. "Yeah, he is almost invisible."

Prentiss looked at her team that tried to find Xander, who stood just near a shelf, waving at her. She remembered, invisibility is a direct magical attack and she was immune to them. "I can see Xander as clear as the day boys, stand near me."

As the team moved in closer, Xander moved away.

Silently he walked until he found the killer sneaking around, sword in one hand and in the other an ornamented Athame. Dark Wiccan magic oozed around him, but the Sword was High Magic.

The dark wizard suddenly rushed into cover and was looking directly at Xander.

The two watched each other. Then the guy moved and started to run along the book shelves, Xander followed on a parallel course.

As he came out on were the shelf stopped, the dark wizard was nowhere to be seen. Xander swore as he cast detection spells around him.

Behind him. Xander spun around, as the dark witch tried to cleave him in half with the sword.

His rune staff parried the magical fire and wasn't hurt or even bothered by the flaming burst.

"Gale wind," Xander said, creating a mighty wind that threw the dark wizard away from him, but he landed softly as his magic saved him.

Both were circling each other now and mumbled words and curses at each other.

Xander swore this guy was mad as a dog, but powerful and he knew his stuff.

"Elemental arrow," he screamed and twenty five missiles flew out and bounced harmlessly against the dark witch's magic protection and now the dark witch retaliated.

Xander parried, but curse after curse was eating away his shield. A spell chain, Xander had heard about them, witches linking together a group of their favorite spells in one long spell casting chain. They were incredible draining and incredible difficult to protect yourself against.

Chanting his most powerful protection Xander hoped it was enough. The chain seemed to go on and from the pain on his body it seemed his protection did not work completely. Black boils where growing on him. He could see dark shapes of spider moving inside the boils. "That just nasty," he complained. The nasty thing about that curse is you could not remove it or heal the boils until it burst open and the spider crawled out.

The dark witch grinned. He looked tired and then he ran.

Xander swore, as he casted an elemental arrow after him.

Scream after scream told him that this time the dark witch had no magical protection active. Each elemental arrow felt like a spike of one element, but did no real damage, just pain, like he was hit by fire, cold, lightning, acid and stones.

He casted as many cure sickness and wounds he could and then removed curses. The spider boils he couldn't do anything about yet, as they were still growing. Nine spider boils, each held around two up to five poisons spiders, and it was nasty.

A spell of darkness and misdirection was cast over the library by the dark-witch.

Xander swore as he cast a spell of night vision and a directional spell. "Tally ho and the hunt goes on," he quipped.

"Who hoo," Archimedes agreed.

"If you only could shoot lasers with your eyes," Xander whined.

"who hoo" Archimedes agreed again.

"Die," the criminal screamed as he pushed the sword right into Xander's back. Only to jump back in surprise, as Xander faded away like an illusion.

Before the criminal had a chance to defend himself a rock hard rune-staff was smashed right into his groin and then up under his jaw, then down again this time hitting the hand holding his magical sword.

Xander walked forward and smashed the dark witch hard with his rune-staff. Hiding under an illusion, with an illusion of himself walking in front of him had worked like a charm. "Good idea Archimedes."

The owl seems to puff himself up in pride. It was a good idea.

As the dark Witch dropped his sword Xander quickly used his magic to put a shield around it, so nobody could touch it.

Casting the shield gave the criminal enough time to run away again.

Swearing Xander started to follow.

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In the reading corner in the middle of the library the agents looked around as the library suddenly looked darker and felt twenty times as big. It was like being in a labyrinth. They had no idea where the walls or even the exit was.

Except Emily Prentiss, she just noticed her colleagues looked impressed with something, even scared.

Then the suspect rushed passes them, followed by Xander. It was silent for a moment and then some fire work was seen and heard. Then out came the criminal in full speed running right at them, holding a knife in his hand.

Emily Prentiss who stood in front yelled "Freeze." and then pulled the trigger.

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The Dark Witch casted a curse to scramble their minds the moment he saw the agents. It held just for a short a moment, but nobody would be able to use a gun while they tried to remember what a gun was. He rushed forward to grab the female agent, she looked the weakest.

He was so focused on using her as a sacrifice that he did not hear the words "Freeze." Or saw that she aimed her gun right at his face.

Soon he would summon a demon ally and the wizard, whatever type of magic user he was would die.

A loud 'Bang, Bang' was heard, as Emily pulled the trigger.

The back side of the Dark Witch head suddenly exploded from the impact of the first bullet and part of his heart was turned hollow as the second bullet drilled a neat hole right through it.

The dark Witch was dead before his head reach the floor. His was face frozen in a permanent look of pure surprise.

After him came Xander rushing out of breath. "How are you?"

Emily answered. "Fine. Why?"

'What kind of madness had made the dark witch run right in the face of her gun?' she asked herself.

Morgan frowned. "What happened suddenly I was..., I... I don't know what happened."

Reid shrugged his shoulders. "No idea. It was like I could not remember what I was doing or what was going on or who I was."

"That was a mind confusion curse. This guy was better than I thought," Xander said, as he leaned over the dead body. "We now have a choice. You could make a story about him attacking you or I do what normally is done inside the magic world. I let the body and the evidence of it all vanish."

Aaron thought about that for a moment and then replied, "We create a story. What about the weapon?"

"Come with me," Xander said.

In the corridor between two bookshelves lay the sword, it was a rapier. He dismissed the barrier spell and first casted an analyze spell on it before he lifted it up. "It's a sword of fire. I cannot use it. It is created as an alternative to a rune-staff."

He looked at Reid. "It's like my rune-staff real old and real powerful. I suggest you take it instead of the rune-cane I gave you and if you start to learn real magic you use it," he said and handed over the sword.

David Rossi smiled. "What now? Ride off into the sunset?"

Xander looked out. It truly was turning dark. He looked at one of the boils on his arm. "Does anybody have a knife? We need to open the boils and kill the spiders. They are poison spiders growing inside the boils. There are nine boils on my body and each has four spiders inside."

"Strip and lie down on the table. Can you heal yourself?" Aaron asked.

Xander nodded. "Sure, I cast a pain numbing spell already. These boils are painful."

This would be bloody and painful and worse, it would be disgusting.

With a grin Aaron pulled up his knife. "David, use your lighter to heat the blade."

And the team showed why they where profs.

A short moment later all the boils were punctured and all the spiders where crushed.

Xander's healing spell had removed what was left of the boils and healed him. Then he removed the blood on the table.

He looked around the gang. "I think I'm going to a movie. If anybody wants to join me, please do, my treat. They are playing a new Star Trek movie and just now I want nothing to do with magic." He almost whined.

To his surprise the whole team of FBI agents agreed. After a night with this much magic, Sci-Fi sounded better.