Author's Notes: This is an AU story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Slayers, but the name Lane belongs to me.
Chapter 2
The first thing Lane became aware of when she reached the grocery store, was that there was someone new entering the store. Shrugging, she walked into the store. When Lane came to the checkout, her basket was full. There were a variety of meats, a few quarts of milk and juice, as well as fruits, vegetables, and some raw ingredients for baking. She stopped as she approached, running back to the section that contained the wine. "Can't forget this," placing a bottle of champagne into her already stuffed cart.
Pushing her cart up to the checkout line, she noticed that the new person was standing in front of her with a bottle of water, a bag of Doritos, and a deli sandwich. "Excuse me," Lane asked politely, "But are you new around here?"
Xelloss turned around to stare into her eyes, and noticed that they were silver-blue, not the ruby he so coveted. "Uh, yes, I just got here yesterday and I've been looking for a place to stay."
Lane digested this information and a thought occurred to her. Pondering about it for a few more minutes, she decided that she might as well offer. "I have an extra room in my apartment if you would like to stay there."
Xelloss thought about this opportunity. "That sounds great, and I'm very grateful for your offer." Waiting for Lane to get checked out, he watched her carefully, Walking up the flights of stairs to her third story apartment, she unlocked the door and held it while Xelloss walked in. "Where should I put these?" he asked.
"Oh, just set them down on the counter over there." And she waved her hand vaguely in the direction of her kitchen. Then, joining him in the kitchen, she told him to wait while she fixed up the room he'd be staying in. "You can watch TV if you want. There's also a desktop, if you want to check e-mail or something like that. I'll be right back."
Lane turned to leave, but Xelloss reached a hand out and caught her wrist before she could leave. "Can I help?" Lane was startled by his sudden movement and let out a squeak resembling that of a mouse.
"Ah, um, sure. Follow me. But first, could you please let go of my wrist?" Once Xelloss had let go of her wrist, she started to walk to the guest bedroom. She didn't have to look behind her to see that Xelloss was following her, she just somehow knew.
Once they reached the bedroom, Lane instructed Xelloss on how to make the bed, and where to put the pillows and such. Turning around to leave the room, Xelloss once again caught her wrist. "What do you want, Xel?"
Disclaimer: I don't own Slayers, but the name Lane belongs to me.
Chapter 2
The first thing Lane became aware of when she reached the grocery store, was that there was someone new entering the store. Shrugging, she walked into the store. When Lane came to the checkout, her basket was full. There were a variety of meats, a few quarts of milk and juice, as well as fruits, vegetables, and some raw ingredients for baking. She stopped as she approached, running back to the section that contained the wine. "Can't forget this," placing a bottle of champagne into her already stuffed cart.
Pushing her cart up to the checkout line, she noticed that the new person was standing in front of her with a bottle of water, a bag of Doritos, and a deli sandwich. "Excuse me," Lane asked politely, "But are you new around here?"
Xelloss turned around to stare into her eyes, and noticed that they were silver-blue, not the ruby he so coveted. "Uh, yes, I just got here yesterday and I've been looking for a place to stay."
Lane digested this information and a thought occurred to her. Pondering about it for a few more minutes, she decided that she might as well offer. "I have an extra room in my apartment if you would like to stay there."
Xelloss thought about this opportunity. "That sounds great, and I'm very grateful for your offer." Waiting for Lane to get checked out, he watched her carefully, Walking up the flights of stairs to her third story apartment, she unlocked the door and held it while Xelloss walked in. "Where should I put these?" he asked.
"Oh, just set them down on the counter over there." And she waved her hand vaguely in the direction of her kitchen. Then, joining him in the kitchen, she told him to wait while she fixed up the room he'd be staying in. "You can watch TV if you want. There's also a desktop, if you want to check e-mail or something like that. I'll be right back."
Lane turned to leave, but Xelloss reached a hand out and caught her wrist before she could leave. "Can I help?" Lane was startled by his sudden movement and let out a squeak resembling that of a mouse.
"Ah, um, sure. Follow me. But first, could you please let go of my wrist?" Once Xelloss had let go of her wrist, she started to walk to the guest bedroom. She didn't have to look behind her to see that Xelloss was following her, she just somehow knew.
Once they reached the bedroom, Lane instructed Xelloss on how to make the bed, and where to put the pillows and such. Turning around to leave the room, Xelloss once again caught her wrist. "What do you want, Xel?"