TITLE: BUFFY'S TURN 13\?
AUTHOR: RICK
E-MAIL: amulet@my-dejanews.com
SUMMARY: Lest everyone forgets. This fic has Buffy going off the deep end with Spike and Faith in the beginning. Xander doesn't give up on her. He saves her so to speak, nothing new there. Buffy falls in love with him, big time. He doesn't know it of course, partly because he and the Scooby gang are involved in extra-curricular activities. They are about to come up against an evil that dwarfs the usual hell mouth variety, where the bad guys all wear white hats too.
CHAPTER: 13-Some Of The Plot Revealed
Evil comes in many forms. The hell mouth is teeming with all sorts of un- life, low-life and after-life. But there is also another brand of evil that is in many ways even more insidious than the vampiric variety. It bubbles just under the surface of what can be called, good. It involves human power seeking and blind ambition.
All of our Sunnydale friends are involved with evil in one form or another. Buffy and Faith always teeter on a very thin line between good and evil. Spike is a case unto himself. Sometimes he resembles a neutered buffoon while at other times he can resemble the infamous, William the bloody! Both Cordelia and Kate operate in Angel's world where evil lurks at the portal of one "happy" moment.
But at least there is a clear distinction between doing good and doing evil. The black opps thing is different. The organization that Oz and Xander belong to has very vague goals. Their public persona is one of being good but our heroes are no longer innocent. They know their employers are capable of some dark moments, similar to the sometimes shady characters who run the watcher's council.
Oz and Xander have decided to take it upon themselves to make sure all of their assignments are free of evil elements. They have decided to play by their own rules. Both have built networks of contacts as instructed but they share all information and freely move about with each other's friends. That way they can at least get a better angle on what is going on in their world. Giles helps out here as well.
Unfortunately the higher ups are aware of this. They have noticed that Xander and Oz are much better than most of their other agents and that they work as brothers. This may work well for tough assignments but it is potentially dangerous to those in charge.
In fact the whole Scooby group is very puzzling. Throw in the slayer and you have quite a formidable operation. One that could be quite bothersome for any would be evildoer.
Spike and Faith are smarting over the loss of their third member, Buffy. They both blame Xander for her conversion. Although Faith enjoyed her encounter with him she still doesn't like the influence he seems to have over the blonde slayer. When an unsavory looking approaches them character neither blinks an eye at his request.
"I'm asking you if you would be against taking a little cash just to report on their whereabouts from time to time?"
Faith speaks first. "You have a problem with Xander and Oz?"
The man backs off a little. "I didn't say that. I only asked you if you had a problem with reporting their whereabouts from time to time?"
Spike sees an opportunity. "What's in it for me...ah, us?"
"Money...blood, whatever you want."
Faith answers. "I can always use some cash."
Spike adds. "I'll take the money. I can get blood anywhere."
Spike begins to look the stranger over. He walks away before the vampire can say any more.
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Whenever Xander is alone he thinks about Buffy. He always has thought about her. But when she had Angel he sort of knew his place. Right now he has no idea where they stand.
His thoughts are interrupted by Buffy coming out of her house for patrol. The Slayer decides to play hard to get. She just walks by him as if he weren't there. He catches up to her.
"Ah...hello."
She still continues to walk. He has to get in front of her to stop her.
"Hello, Buffy, my favorite nighttime slayer."
"Oh, gees, its the great Xander Harris, savior of all women everywhere. What are you doing out, Darla need a niter time snack?"
Xander decides to go with this. "Oh, I ran into Angel. He wants to know if you can get him some of that good pig's blood you use to get him."
Buffy stares. "You're a wise guy, aren't you?"
"Oh, and Spike..."
The slayer interrupts him. "Do you sleep with a different woman each week?"
"I'm not sleeping with Darla."
Buffy looks at him before talking again. "I never slept with Spike."
This gets Xander's attention. She continues. "Not anybody else either."
Xander stops. He puts his hand on Buffy's arm to stop her.
"You never slept with anyone during your whole wild days thing?"
"That's what I said, Xander."
They start walking but Xander continues to stare. "What, Xander?"
"I thought..."
"I know what you thought, Xander."
Buffy is upset that Xander thought she was playing the field. She begins to walk faster. Xander catches up.
"Buffy."
She doesn't answer. He walks in front of her. "Would you stop for a minute, please?"
Buffy closes her eyes but stops.
"Buffy."
"What Xander?"
"I didn't know, Buff. I mean the way you were was..."
"I know Xander. It was pretty scary wasn't it?"
Xander thinks of how she came on to him. He gets very sad. He turns away from her. She notices.
"Xander, I was mixed up. But...then you...you didn't give up on me. I never really got a chance to thank you."
Xander is shocked. Not at what Buffy is saying but the way she is looking at him. He only saw this look on her face once before and that was when she looked at Angel. He can't believe it. It is just as little too much for him. This time he starts to walk away. Buffy stops him.
"What's the matter, Xander?"
"Nothing...lets go patrol."
"No, what's going on, Xander? We had a tender moment and you can't handle it? Do you hate me that much?"
Xander doesn't know what to say. They look into each other's eyes. Buffy can't help herself. She brings hr face close to him. Her sweet scent fills Xander's nostrils. It rolls around inside him reaching every fiber of his body.
He reaches for her lips and this time nobody interrupts. Their lips unite and play for position as they join their bodies. They use their hands to pull each other closer. Buffy has been waiting for this for a while. Xander never dared to let himself dream of this moment seriously. Now that it has happened he is in too much shock and ecstasy to give it much thought at all.
The next thing either of them knows our lovebirds are leaning up against a tree still having a long cool drink of each other. Xander has one foot on the curb trying to give him leverage to get his tongue further into Buffy's mouth. She is pushing up on him trying to do the same. They are abruptly interrupted by the beep of a car trying to park by the curb. They are both angered and shocked. Xander confronts the motorist.
"You have a problem, asshole?"
Buffy has a better grasp of the situation. She pushes Xander from the motorist.
"Xander, Xander, he's just trying to park by his house!"
They both hurry from the scene. Neither knows exactly where they are. Buffy shakes her head.
"Ah, Xander, where exactly were we headed?"
"Phew...I have no idea, Buffy. Wait a minute...ah, weren't we about to patrol?"
"Okay, if you say so."
Xander looks down at the slayer. "How did we get up against that tree?"
After a few minutes of walking Buffy has to speak.
"Xander, am I speaking for the both of us if I say that what happened back there is just a little bit too much to deal with right now?"
"Oh yea, Buff, way too much. Hey, isn't it time you looked Angel up?"
"Yes...yes it is. And you...Darla or, Inez or..."
"Right, one of them. And you and I we're friends, right?"
"Yes, Xander, we are good friends...very good friends."
"Okay, so have a good night Buffy."
He goes to walk away but she stops him.
"Wait, aren't we going to patrol first?"
"Right, you're right. First we'll patrol then we'll go our separate ways...as friends."
"Sounds like a plan, Xander, a good plan."
In their love-induced state neither of our heroes notice a car following them from a safe distance. One of the riders comments.
"I thought this kid was suppose to be a formidable operative? We could have popped him right there."
"We're only supposed to follow him. Besides they want them both together."
"Are we going to have to eliminate his whole network?"
"I would imagine. That is usually the way it works."
"Hey, Frank, what if they decide we're dangerous and need to be eliminated?"
"Well, then I'd sell you out and keep the change."
"Very comforting, Frank, very comforting."
AUTHOR: RICK
E-MAIL: amulet@my-dejanews.com
SUMMARY: Lest everyone forgets. This fic has Buffy going off the deep end with Spike and Faith in the beginning. Xander doesn't give up on her. He saves her so to speak, nothing new there. Buffy falls in love with him, big time. He doesn't know it of course, partly because he and the Scooby gang are involved in extra-curricular activities. They are about to come up against an evil that dwarfs the usual hell mouth variety, where the bad guys all wear white hats too.
CHAPTER: 13-Some Of The Plot Revealed
Evil comes in many forms. The hell mouth is teeming with all sorts of un- life, low-life and after-life. But there is also another brand of evil that is in many ways even more insidious than the vampiric variety. It bubbles just under the surface of what can be called, good. It involves human power seeking and blind ambition.
All of our Sunnydale friends are involved with evil in one form or another. Buffy and Faith always teeter on a very thin line between good and evil. Spike is a case unto himself. Sometimes he resembles a neutered buffoon while at other times he can resemble the infamous, William the bloody! Both Cordelia and Kate operate in Angel's world where evil lurks at the portal of one "happy" moment.
But at least there is a clear distinction between doing good and doing evil. The black opps thing is different. The organization that Oz and Xander belong to has very vague goals. Their public persona is one of being good but our heroes are no longer innocent. They know their employers are capable of some dark moments, similar to the sometimes shady characters who run the watcher's council.
Oz and Xander have decided to take it upon themselves to make sure all of their assignments are free of evil elements. They have decided to play by their own rules. Both have built networks of contacts as instructed but they share all information and freely move about with each other's friends. That way they can at least get a better angle on what is going on in their world. Giles helps out here as well.
Unfortunately the higher ups are aware of this. They have noticed that Xander and Oz are much better than most of their other agents and that they work as brothers. This may work well for tough assignments but it is potentially dangerous to those in charge.
In fact the whole Scooby group is very puzzling. Throw in the slayer and you have quite a formidable operation. One that could be quite bothersome for any would be evildoer.
Spike and Faith are smarting over the loss of their third member, Buffy. They both blame Xander for her conversion. Although Faith enjoyed her encounter with him she still doesn't like the influence he seems to have over the blonde slayer. When an unsavory looking approaches them character neither blinks an eye at his request.
"I'm asking you if you would be against taking a little cash just to report on their whereabouts from time to time?"
Faith speaks first. "You have a problem with Xander and Oz?"
The man backs off a little. "I didn't say that. I only asked you if you had a problem with reporting their whereabouts from time to time?"
Spike sees an opportunity. "What's in it for me...ah, us?"
"Money...blood, whatever you want."
Faith answers. "I can always use some cash."
Spike adds. "I'll take the money. I can get blood anywhere."
Spike begins to look the stranger over. He walks away before the vampire can say any more.
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Whenever Xander is alone he thinks about Buffy. He always has thought about her. But when she had Angel he sort of knew his place. Right now he has no idea where they stand.
His thoughts are interrupted by Buffy coming out of her house for patrol. The Slayer decides to play hard to get. She just walks by him as if he weren't there. He catches up to her.
"Ah...hello."
She still continues to walk. He has to get in front of her to stop her.
"Hello, Buffy, my favorite nighttime slayer."
"Oh, gees, its the great Xander Harris, savior of all women everywhere. What are you doing out, Darla need a niter time snack?"
Xander decides to go with this. "Oh, I ran into Angel. He wants to know if you can get him some of that good pig's blood you use to get him."
Buffy stares. "You're a wise guy, aren't you?"
"Oh, and Spike..."
The slayer interrupts him. "Do you sleep with a different woman each week?"
"I'm not sleeping with Darla."
Buffy looks at him before talking again. "I never slept with Spike."
This gets Xander's attention. She continues. "Not anybody else either."
Xander stops. He puts his hand on Buffy's arm to stop her.
"You never slept with anyone during your whole wild days thing?"
"That's what I said, Xander."
They start walking but Xander continues to stare. "What, Xander?"
"I thought..."
"I know what you thought, Xander."
Buffy is upset that Xander thought she was playing the field. She begins to walk faster. Xander catches up.
"Buffy."
She doesn't answer. He walks in front of her. "Would you stop for a minute, please?"
Buffy closes her eyes but stops.
"Buffy."
"What Xander?"
"I didn't know, Buff. I mean the way you were was..."
"I know Xander. It was pretty scary wasn't it?"
Xander thinks of how she came on to him. He gets very sad. He turns away from her. She notices.
"Xander, I was mixed up. But...then you...you didn't give up on me. I never really got a chance to thank you."
Xander is shocked. Not at what Buffy is saying but the way she is looking at him. He only saw this look on her face once before and that was when she looked at Angel. He can't believe it. It is just as little too much for him. This time he starts to walk away. Buffy stops him.
"What's the matter, Xander?"
"Nothing...lets go patrol."
"No, what's going on, Xander? We had a tender moment and you can't handle it? Do you hate me that much?"
Xander doesn't know what to say. They look into each other's eyes. Buffy can't help herself. She brings hr face close to him. Her sweet scent fills Xander's nostrils. It rolls around inside him reaching every fiber of his body.
He reaches for her lips and this time nobody interrupts. Their lips unite and play for position as they join their bodies. They use their hands to pull each other closer. Buffy has been waiting for this for a while. Xander never dared to let himself dream of this moment seriously. Now that it has happened he is in too much shock and ecstasy to give it much thought at all.
The next thing either of them knows our lovebirds are leaning up against a tree still having a long cool drink of each other. Xander has one foot on the curb trying to give him leverage to get his tongue further into Buffy's mouth. She is pushing up on him trying to do the same. They are abruptly interrupted by the beep of a car trying to park by the curb. They are both angered and shocked. Xander confronts the motorist.
"You have a problem, asshole?"
Buffy has a better grasp of the situation. She pushes Xander from the motorist.
"Xander, Xander, he's just trying to park by his house!"
They both hurry from the scene. Neither knows exactly where they are. Buffy shakes her head.
"Ah, Xander, where exactly were we headed?"
"Phew...I have no idea, Buffy. Wait a minute...ah, weren't we about to patrol?"
"Okay, if you say so."
Xander looks down at the slayer. "How did we get up against that tree?"
After a few minutes of walking Buffy has to speak.
"Xander, am I speaking for the both of us if I say that what happened back there is just a little bit too much to deal with right now?"
"Oh yea, Buff, way too much. Hey, isn't it time you looked Angel up?"
"Yes...yes it is. And you...Darla or, Inez or..."
"Right, one of them. And you and I we're friends, right?"
"Yes, Xander, we are good friends...very good friends."
"Okay, so have a good night Buffy."
He goes to walk away but she stops him.
"Wait, aren't we going to patrol first?"
"Right, you're right. First we'll patrol then we'll go our separate ways...as friends."
"Sounds like a plan, Xander, a good plan."
In their love-induced state neither of our heroes notice a car following them from a safe distance. One of the riders comments.
"I thought this kid was suppose to be a formidable operative? We could have popped him right there."
"We're only supposed to follow him. Besides they want them both together."
"Are we going to have to eliminate his whole network?"
"I would imagine. That is usually the way it works."
"Hey, Frank, what if they decide we're dangerous and need to be eliminated?"
"Well, then I'd sell you out and keep the change."
"Very comforting, Frank, very comforting."
