"The Many Loves of Xander Harris."
Disclaimer: I still own nothing.
Category: ???
Author's Note: Thanks to all of you who answered my questions. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Benji sighed as he sat down on a bench in one of Sunnydale's many cemeteries. He had been trying to avoid Xander all day long. After the run in with Spike he was certain that the young man would need some time alone. That is why he had traveled to Los Angeles to talk with an old friend.
And that friend had helped him to see that Xander was going to have it tough in life. Being born to alcoholics wasn't a great way to start off and if the demon grapevine was true then he wasn't going to have an easy life or death.
Benji got up and started walking to Xander's house. He figured he might as well try to apologize for saving Spike even if it would ultimately wind up helping Xander. He also knew that Xander would be going through some changes and that he would have a load of questions to ask. Benji was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even see Xander walking towards him until they had bumped into each other.
"Sorry," Benji said.
"It's no problem," Xander replied.
Then Xander saw the person he had bumped into.
"Benji! Thank God! I need your help and big time!"
The balance demon nodded and motioned for Xander to follow him.
Xander had filled Benji in on everything that had happened. Him hearing Buffy and Faith's bones break, the resurrection, and everything else that lead up to him lying on the sidewalk.
"How I am still alive? How did I recover from Buffy's attack? How man? How?" Xander screamed.
Benji grimaced and tapped his ears as if testing a microphone.
"First off, let us try to not make the balance demon deaf. Second, you're the White Knight. If they break a bone you can hear it. And you, like the slayer, have a quick healing process. Your healing progression is just faster than the Slayers. And finally, as long as your slayer is alive you can't die."
Xander, now being used to having bombs dropped on him, just nodded.
"Now what are we going to do about the whole Buffy deal?" Xander asked.
Benji rolled his eyes. "Apologize to her."
Xander gave Benji an incredulous look. "Are you crazy? Apologize to her? I didn't do anything wrong!"
Benji agreed with Xander. "Right but she thinks that she is right. And if there is one thing that I have learned by watching you mortals all these years is that when the female thinks she is right than for the sake of getting on with life you say she is right."
"But what if she hits or doesn't believe me?"
"Then we'll make her see that it really was Angelus," Benji stated.
"And how do we do that?" asked Xander.
Benji grinned. "You'll find out."
Xander and Benji stood outside Buffy's house.
"Are you ready?" asked Benji.
"Ready as I'll ever be," Xander answered.
With a little nod Benji disappeared into the night. Xander, now alone, knocked on the door. He instantly became nervous when the door opened on its own. He pushed it opened and heard noises coming form upstairs. He grabbed a stake from the closet and headed up the stairs.
When he reached the upstairs he realized that the sounds were muffled and that the sound of moaning could be heard. Realizing that the sounds were coming from Joyce's room he kicked open the door. And upon seeing the cause of the moaning, he promptly passed out.
When Xander woke up he found himself staring at a rather embarrassed Joyce and Giles.
"What the hell did I walk in on?" asked Xander.
Joyce tried to speak but it seemed that her voice wasn't working and Giles just got red.
"Well?" demanded Xander.
"Xander listen. When you get older it's a lot tougher than it is now. And when there is an attraction between people things just happen," Joyce said.
During Joyce's speech Giles got redder and redder until he looked like he was about to die from the embarrassment of it all.
"But how?" Xander questioned.
Joyce shrugged. "I don't know. Rupert just has this kind of sex appeal about him that makes me-"
"Mrs. Summers!" Xander screamed saving Giles from humiliation and himself from a very scary visual.
Joyce blushed and muttered a small apology. "Sorry Xander. It is just so hard sometimes."
Xander found himself brought to a very scary memory of a certain event that took place a short while ago at the mention of the word 'hard'. He let out a small whine and flopped backwards onto the couch.
"What did I say?" asked Joyce.
Giles, looking as if another moment of this would kill him, whispered something in Joyce's ear. After a moment Joyce's eyes grew large and she began to blush.
"Oh, Xander you poor thing. I am so sorry."
Xander shook his head. "That's O.K. I now know to never try and rescue anyone unless I'm a hundred-percent sure they need my help."
Giles blushed and excused himself to the kitchen. Joyce, giving Xander a look, followed him. Xander found himself alone on the couch when an odd thought struck him.
"Hey Joyce!" Xander called into the kitchen.
"Yes?" she called back.
"You and G-Man never did it on the couch did ya?" Xander asked.
The sound of china breaking was the only answer that Xander needed.
"Great. And I liked this shirt," he muttered to himself.
A few seconds later the door opened and a distraught Buffy came in.
"Mom!" she yelled.
Joyce emerged from the kitchen, Giles following.
"What's the matter, honey?" asked Joyce.
"I did something really stupid," the Slayer answered.
Xander, hoping that Buffy might be sorry for attacking him, listened up.
"What?" Joyce asked.
"Trusted Xander," Buffy answered flatly.
Upon hearing these words Xander dashed into the kitchen. A few seconds later Giles walked into the kitchen.
"Xander?" Giles asked, clearly not sure if the young man was in there or not.
Xander, who had been hiding behind the island, popped up.
"Hey, G-Man. What's happening?"
Giles motioned for Xander to sit down. "Xander what is Buffy talking about?" Giles asked.
Xander swallowed nervously and grinned. "I don't know what you mean G- Man."
Giles gave Xander a stern look.
"You know what I mean. She's in there crying her heart to Joyce about not trusting you and something about Angel. Now I want you to tell me what happened!"
Xander checked to make sure Joyce and Buffy were still in the living room before turning back to Giles.
"Listen. For some reason unknown to me I went to visit Angel. I just had gotten off patrol so I had a stake with me. Angel grabbed the stake, taunted me, and once Buffy showed up for their nightly 'tortured love' talk he rammed it home, making it look like I killed him."
"But why?" asked Giles, who clearly didn't care that Angel was dead.
"Because it wasn't Angel. Willow never restored his soul. He just played us. And when he saw Buffy I guess he figured that it was just too good of a chance to ruin our lives," Xander explained.
Giles shook his head. "I don't get it. Angelus was never a vampire to just go and kill himself. He was always about saving his own ass; he would never do what you said unless he was benefiting from it."
Xander was about to tell Giles all about Benji and him being the White Knight when he heard Joyce tell Buffy he was there.
"Oh shit," was all Xander got out before Buffy ran into the kitchen.
"YOU!" she screamed.
Xander gave her a weak grin. "Me."
"GET OUT! Now! Get out of my goddamn house!"
Xander, knowing how to take a clue, ran out of the house.
At that exact time down in dock town a meeting was taking place. And all the men involved where either demons or vampires. The leader of the demons, Mazera, stepped forward.
"People we don't have much time. Whatever is coming is coming fast and it is pretty much clear to every demon and vampire that whatever it is it isn't on our side. Or any side for that matter. This thing is the Keyser Soze of us demons. And it pretty much seems hell bent on one kid."
At this point Mazera pulled a picture out of his cloak.
"Alexander Lavelle Harris."
Disclaimer: I still own nothing.
Category: ???
Author's Note: Thanks to all of you who answered my questions. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Benji sighed as he sat down on a bench in one of Sunnydale's many cemeteries. He had been trying to avoid Xander all day long. After the run in with Spike he was certain that the young man would need some time alone. That is why he had traveled to Los Angeles to talk with an old friend.
And that friend had helped him to see that Xander was going to have it tough in life. Being born to alcoholics wasn't a great way to start off and if the demon grapevine was true then he wasn't going to have an easy life or death.
Benji got up and started walking to Xander's house. He figured he might as well try to apologize for saving Spike even if it would ultimately wind up helping Xander. He also knew that Xander would be going through some changes and that he would have a load of questions to ask. Benji was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even see Xander walking towards him until they had bumped into each other.
"Sorry," Benji said.
"It's no problem," Xander replied.
Then Xander saw the person he had bumped into.
"Benji! Thank God! I need your help and big time!"
The balance demon nodded and motioned for Xander to follow him.
Xander had filled Benji in on everything that had happened. Him hearing Buffy and Faith's bones break, the resurrection, and everything else that lead up to him lying on the sidewalk.
"How I am still alive? How did I recover from Buffy's attack? How man? How?" Xander screamed.
Benji grimaced and tapped his ears as if testing a microphone.
"First off, let us try to not make the balance demon deaf. Second, you're the White Knight. If they break a bone you can hear it. And you, like the slayer, have a quick healing process. Your healing progression is just faster than the Slayers. And finally, as long as your slayer is alive you can't die."
Xander, now being used to having bombs dropped on him, just nodded.
"Now what are we going to do about the whole Buffy deal?" Xander asked.
Benji rolled his eyes. "Apologize to her."
Xander gave Benji an incredulous look. "Are you crazy? Apologize to her? I didn't do anything wrong!"
Benji agreed with Xander. "Right but she thinks that she is right. And if there is one thing that I have learned by watching you mortals all these years is that when the female thinks she is right than for the sake of getting on with life you say she is right."
"But what if she hits or doesn't believe me?"
"Then we'll make her see that it really was Angelus," Benji stated.
"And how do we do that?" asked Xander.
Benji grinned. "You'll find out."
Xander and Benji stood outside Buffy's house.
"Are you ready?" asked Benji.
"Ready as I'll ever be," Xander answered.
With a little nod Benji disappeared into the night. Xander, now alone, knocked on the door. He instantly became nervous when the door opened on its own. He pushed it opened and heard noises coming form upstairs. He grabbed a stake from the closet and headed up the stairs.
When he reached the upstairs he realized that the sounds were muffled and that the sound of moaning could be heard. Realizing that the sounds were coming from Joyce's room he kicked open the door. And upon seeing the cause of the moaning, he promptly passed out.
When Xander woke up he found himself staring at a rather embarrassed Joyce and Giles.
"What the hell did I walk in on?" asked Xander.
Joyce tried to speak but it seemed that her voice wasn't working and Giles just got red.
"Well?" demanded Xander.
"Xander listen. When you get older it's a lot tougher than it is now. And when there is an attraction between people things just happen," Joyce said.
During Joyce's speech Giles got redder and redder until he looked like he was about to die from the embarrassment of it all.
"But how?" Xander questioned.
Joyce shrugged. "I don't know. Rupert just has this kind of sex appeal about him that makes me-"
"Mrs. Summers!" Xander screamed saving Giles from humiliation and himself from a very scary visual.
Joyce blushed and muttered a small apology. "Sorry Xander. It is just so hard sometimes."
Xander found himself brought to a very scary memory of a certain event that took place a short while ago at the mention of the word 'hard'. He let out a small whine and flopped backwards onto the couch.
"What did I say?" asked Joyce.
Giles, looking as if another moment of this would kill him, whispered something in Joyce's ear. After a moment Joyce's eyes grew large and she began to blush.
"Oh, Xander you poor thing. I am so sorry."
Xander shook his head. "That's O.K. I now know to never try and rescue anyone unless I'm a hundred-percent sure they need my help."
Giles blushed and excused himself to the kitchen. Joyce, giving Xander a look, followed him. Xander found himself alone on the couch when an odd thought struck him.
"Hey Joyce!" Xander called into the kitchen.
"Yes?" she called back.
"You and G-Man never did it on the couch did ya?" Xander asked.
The sound of china breaking was the only answer that Xander needed.
"Great. And I liked this shirt," he muttered to himself.
A few seconds later the door opened and a distraught Buffy came in.
"Mom!" she yelled.
Joyce emerged from the kitchen, Giles following.
"What's the matter, honey?" asked Joyce.
"I did something really stupid," the Slayer answered.
Xander, hoping that Buffy might be sorry for attacking him, listened up.
"What?" Joyce asked.
"Trusted Xander," Buffy answered flatly.
Upon hearing these words Xander dashed into the kitchen. A few seconds later Giles walked into the kitchen.
"Xander?" Giles asked, clearly not sure if the young man was in there or not.
Xander, who had been hiding behind the island, popped up.
"Hey, G-Man. What's happening?"
Giles motioned for Xander to sit down. "Xander what is Buffy talking about?" Giles asked.
Xander swallowed nervously and grinned. "I don't know what you mean G- Man."
Giles gave Xander a stern look.
"You know what I mean. She's in there crying her heart to Joyce about not trusting you and something about Angel. Now I want you to tell me what happened!"
Xander checked to make sure Joyce and Buffy were still in the living room before turning back to Giles.
"Listen. For some reason unknown to me I went to visit Angel. I just had gotten off patrol so I had a stake with me. Angel grabbed the stake, taunted me, and once Buffy showed up for their nightly 'tortured love' talk he rammed it home, making it look like I killed him."
"But why?" asked Giles, who clearly didn't care that Angel was dead.
"Because it wasn't Angel. Willow never restored his soul. He just played us. And when he saw Buffy I guess he figured that it was just too good of a chance to ruin our lives," Xander explained.
Giles shook his head. "I don't get it. Angelus was never a vampire to just go and kill himself. He was always about saving his own ass; he would never do what you said unless he was benefiting from it."
Xander was about to tell Giles all about Benji and him being the White Knight when he heard Joyce tell Buffy he was there.
"Oh shit," was all Xander got out before Buffy ran into the kitchen.
"YOU!" she screamed.
Xander gave her a weak grin. "Me."
"GET OUT! Now! Get out of my goddamn house!"
Xander, knowing how to take a clue, ran out of the house.
At that exact time down in dock town a meeting was taking place. And all the men involved where either demons or vampires. The leader of the demons, Mazera, stepped forward.
"People we don't have much time. Whatever is coming is coming fast and it is pretty much clear to every demon and vampire that whatever it is it isn't on our side. Or any side for that matter. This thing is the Keyser Soze of us demons. And it pretty much seems hell bent on one kid."
At this point Mazera pulled a picture out of his cloak.
"Alexander Lavelle Harris."