Title: Countdown
Author: Xandman2000
E-Mail: xandman2000@yahoo.com
Summary: It's time for the final battle between Glory and the Scoobies.
Disclaimer: If I owned Buffy, I'd be in a hot tub filled with bubbles, drinking champagne.
Author's Notes: This is the sequel to "A Night at the Karaoke Bar."
Part 1
Xander's Apartment
Friday, May 18, 2001
12:45 am
Anya laid next to Xander, staring at him. Ever since that night at the demon karaoke bar, he had been acting distant. Like he was hiding something. Xander had fallen asleep after they made love, but Anya was awake all night. Something was different between them lately.
Something's wrong with him, she thought. Ever since he talked to the psychic demon, he's been…different.
Anya decided to wake him up so they could talk. They haven't had much bedroom talk in the last few months.
"Xander," she said while tapping him on the shoulder. "Wake up, I want to talk to you."
Xander squirmed in his sleep. "Not the clowns," he mumbled. "Not the clowns."
Anya couldn't help but laugh. "Xander," she yelled.
This startles him and sends him to the ground with a loud thud.
"Ow!"
"You okay Xand," she asked.
"Now I am. Thanks for waking me up. I was dreaming I was being attacked by clowns and mutant bunnies." He shudders.
"Thanks for those nightmares."
"Sorry. You needed something," he asked.
"We need to talk."
"Uh oh. The four worst words in the English language. Nobody _needs_ to talk."
"It's about us," she said.
Here it comes, he thought.
"I feel you've been pushing me away since you talked to The Host. What did he say to you? Did he tell you to break up with me? Did he tell you to push me away like Buffy did to Riley," she asked.
Xander answered softly, "No, of course not."
"Then what is it?"
Xander couldn't tell her. "An, we agreed that we wouldn't reveal whatever The Host told us. It's our individual destiny." If she knew what The Host told me she would get upset, he thought.
Xander finally looked at Anya. She was beginning to cry. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't keep it a secret anymore. He had to tell her the truth.
This is going to kill her.
"Please tell me Xander. How about if I tell you what he told me. Would you tell me then?"
"Okay Anya. You better go first. Mine isn't so much good news."
They were silent for a moment until Anya spoke up again. "He told me I'd get my powers back."
Xander was stunned. She saw the question forming in his mind, so she answered it.
"Don't worry. I don't turn you into a troll or a frog. He said when I get them back, I'll use my powers for good."
"Well, that's good. Right? Using the powers for good not evil."
"But that would mean something would have to happen between us for me to want to get vengeance."
Xander took a deep breath. "I guess it's my turn now, huh?"
Anya just nods.
"After I sang, the host asked me some questions."
"About what," Anya interrupted.
"Buffy," was his reply.
"What about her?"
"About why I fight with her."
Anya asked, "What was your answer?"
"Because I don't want her doing it alone. I couldn't live with myself if she died alone while trying to fight this year's big bad."
After a moment Anya says something that takes Xander completely of guard. "Do you love her?"
He can't hide the truth from her.
"Yes, but I do love you Anya."
"I know." Anya gets out of bed and gets dressed.
"Where are you going?"
"Home. I can't talk about this right now."
She starts to leave, but Xander stops her. "Does this mean we're through?"
She turns to him with tears in her eyes. She can barley speak. "Yes, we'll talk more tomorrow."
Xander nods as she leaves. As soon as the door shuts, Xander let's the tears he was holding flow.
I need to talk to someone. I just hope she's home right now.
Xander goes to his bedroom to change. He needed to talk to her now.
Wilkins Memorial Cemetery…
Buffy was doing her patrol thing when she heard footsteps behind her. She whipped out her stake and attacked the thing that was behind her. She managed to pin him down.
"Spike, what the hell are you doing here?"
"Lurking about. What's it to you? Oh wait you going to stay on top of me long slayer, I'm beginning to enjoy this."
Buffy quickly gets off. Spike gets up with a smirk on his face.
"Go home!"
"Now is there any reason to get hostile? I came to back you up."
A voice came from behind him. "She already has her back up."
He turns around to see Xander standing there.
"The wanker is your back up." Spike begins to laugh.
Xander walks up to Spike and stomps on his foot.
"OW! BLOODY HELL!!"
"Hey Buff. Thought you could use a hand. Saw Spike and figured you'd pick me over him any day of the week."
"Any day of the century is more like it," Buffy said.
They walked out of the cemetery leaving a very upset Spike behind.
"Sooner or later slayer. Sooner or later." He stalked off back to his crypt.
"So, how are things with Anya," Buffy asked.
"We had a thing and she left."
"Did you break up?"
Xander just looked at her with his deep brown eyes, pain swelling up inside him. "Yes."
Buffy hugged her friend. "I'm here if you need me Xand."
They let go. Xander stares at Buffy. He decides to do something he would regret. He kissed her. It was the most romantic kiss Buffy ever experienced. Xander started kissing her down her neck.
If felt so good, Buffy started moaning "Xander. Oh Xander."
"I love you Buffy."
"I love you too," she replied.
Buffy's Room
Friday, May 18, 2001
1:30 am
Buffy bolted upright in her bed breathing heavily. It was a dream. The kiss with Xander was a dream.
"I think I'm in trouble."
She lied back down and tired to push back the thoughts of kissing Xander and tired to go back to sleep.
End Part 1
Author: Xandman2000
E-Mail: xandman2000@yahoo.com
Summary: It's time for the final battle between Glory and the Scoobies.
Disclaimer: If I owned Buffy, I'd be in a hot tub filled with bubbles, drinking champagne.
Author's Notes: This is the sequel to "A Night at the Karaoke Bar."
Part 1
Xander's Apartment
Friday, May 18, 2001
12:45 am
Anya laid next to Xander, staring at him. Ever since that night at the demon karaoke bar, he had been acting distant. Like he was hiding something. Xander had fallen asleep after they made love, but Anya was awake all night. Something was different between them lately.
Something's wrong with him, she thought. Ever since he talked to the psychic demon, he's been…different.
Anya decided to wake him up so they could talk. They haven't had much bedroom talk in the last few months.
"Xander," she said while tapping him on the shoulder. "Wake up, I want to talk to you."
Xander squirmed in his sleep. "Not the clowns," he mumbled. "Not the clowns."
Anya couldn't help but laugh. "Xander," she yelled.
This startles him and sends him to the ground with a loud thud.
"Ow!"
"You okay Xand," she asked.
"Now I am. Thanks for waking me up. I was dreaming I was being attacked by clowns and mutant bunnies." He shudders.
"Thanks for those nightmares."
"Sorry. You needed something," he asked.
"We need to talk."
"Uh oh. The four worst words in the English language. Nobody _needs_ to talk."
"It's about us," she said.
Here it comes, he thought.
"I feel you've been pushing me away since you talked to The Host. What did he say to you? Did he tell you to break up with me? Did he tell you to push me away like Buffy did to Riley," she asked.
Xander answered softly, "No, of course not."
"Then what is it?"
Xander couldn't tell her. "An, we agreed that we wouldn't reveal whatever The Host told us. It's our individual destiny." If she knew what The Host told me she would get upset, he thought.
Xander finally looked at Anya. She was beginning to cry. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't keep it a secret anymore. He had to tell her the truth.
This is going to kill her.
"Please tell me Xander. How about if I tell you what he told me. Would you tell me then?"
"Okay Anya. You better go first. Mine isn't so much good news."
They were silent for a moment until Anya spoke up again. "He told me I'd get my powers back."
Xander was stunned. She saw the question forming in his mind, so she answered it.
"Don't worry. I don't turn you into a troll or a frog. He said when I get them back, I'll use my powers for good."
"Well, that's good. Right? Using the powers for good not evil."
"But that would mean something would have to happen between us for me to want to get vengeance."
Xander took a deep breath. "I guess it's my turn now, huh?"
Anya just nods.
"After I sang, the host asked me some questions."
"About what," Anya interrupted.
"Buffy," was his reply.
"What about her?"
"About why I fight with her."
Anya asked, "What was your answer?"
"Because I don't want her doing it alone. I couldn't live with myself if she died alone while trying to fight this year's big bad."
After a moment Anya says something that takes Xander completely of guard. "Do you love her?"
He can't hide the truth from her.
"Yes, but I do love you Anya."
"I know." Anya gets out of bed and gets dressed.
"Where are you going?"
"Home. I can't talk about this right now."
She starts to leave, but Xander stops her. "Does this mean we're through?"
She turns to him with tears in her eyes. She can barley speak. "Yes, we'll talk more tomorrow."
Xander nods as she leaves. As soon as the door shuts, Xander let's the tears he was holding flow.
I need to talk to someone. I just hope she's home right now.
Xander goes to his bedroom to change. He needed to talk to her now.
Wilkins Memorial Cemetery…
Buffy was doing her patrol thing when she heard footsteps behind her. She whipped out her stake and attacked the thing that was behind her. She managed to pin him down.
"Spike, what the hell are you doing here?"
"Lurking about. What's it to you? Oh wait you going to stay on top of me long slayer, I'm beginning to enjoy this."
Buffy quickly gets off. Spike gets up with a smirk on his face.
"Go home!"
"Now is there any reason to get hostile? I came to back you up."
A voice came from behind him. "She already has her back up."
He turns around to see Xander standing there.
"The wanker is your back up." Spike begins to laugh.
Xander walks up to Spike and stomps on his foot.
"OW! BLOODY HELL!!"
"Hey Buff. Thought you could use a hand. Saw Spike and figured you'd pick me over him any day of the week."
"Any day of the century is more like it," Buffy said.
They walked out of the cemetery leaving a very upset Spike behind.
"Sooner or later slayer. Sooner or later." He stalked off back to his crypt.
"So, how are things with Anya," Buffy asked.
"We had a thing and she left."
"Did you break up?"
Xander just looked at her with his deep brown eyes, pain swelling up inside him. "Yes."
Buffy hugged her friend. "I'm here if you need me Xand."
They let go. Xander stares at Buffy. He decides to do something he would regret. He kissed her. It was the most romantic kiss Buffy ever experienced. Xander started kissing her down her neck.
If felt so good, Buffy started moaning "Xander. Oh Xander."
"I love you Buffy."
"I love you too," she replied.
Buffy's Room
Friday, May 18, 2001
1:30 am
Buffy bolted upright in her bed breathing heavily. It was a dream. The kiss with Xander was a dream.
"I think I'm in trouble."
She lied back down and tired to push back the thoughts of kissing Xander and tired to go back to sleep.
End Part 1
