Xander smiled to himself as Oz finally drifted off, he had been awake for close to three hours and none of the other Scooby's had shown up //okay... now//

Xander smiled as he moved over to the door of the cage where he pulled out two vials of the same liquid as last night along with some powder //only an someone arrogant locks up a soldier without checking them for items and weapons// he thought as he poured the powder in first before he quickly mixed the two chemicals and poured them into the lock

Oz could smell something burning, hear it sizzling but when he actually felt the heat he decided it was no dream

As the werewolves eyes opened he saw a fist, before he went back to his dreams

Xander winched as he saw the young musicians head hit the floor but he quickly shoved the feeling aside as he opened the window and swung a leg out "Damn I'm sorry for that Oz, but I couldn't let you call the others" he said to the unconscious werewolf before he let himself slide out and fall out of the second story window.

Xander walked down the street in a far different mood then he had the day before, now he was wondering if he should try to explain again or just avoid them in general

//Well Buffy pretty much made it plain she does not like me, but these are Xander's friends... and knowing Buffy the way I do I know she will try to hunt me down, I'll be luck if she does not dif a pit trap and bait it with meat... of course a Twinkie would work better but I doubt if giving her hunting tips would help my case much// he thought as he heard the Piece of junk Giles drove moving down the road again

As he slipped into an alley he watched the car drive by and pause at the corner before it pulled off again

//Damn it, why the hell did Murphy have to fuck up Xander's life more then he already had// he cursed at the patron demon of soldiers before turning around and stopped in shock.

The last sight Xander had was of the punks from the day before carrying a pistol like gun his soldier memories quickly placed

//God a hate the Tec nines// he thought as the gang members opened fire

==

Several hours later a phone rings

*Click* "Hello?"

"Yes may I speak to Rupert Giles?"

"Yes, how may I help you?"

"Mister Giles, Do you know an 'Alexander Harris' by any chance?"

"Yes, but he is not here at the moment, could I take a message?"

"No sir, you see... this is the hospital... do you think you could come down here?"

"Why, is something wrong with Xander?"

"Sir we believe we found him this afternoon... I'm afraid he's dead sir, we need someone to identify the body and he had you as next of kin, would you mind coming down for a few moments"

"I'll be there in fifteen minutes" Giles said before he set the phone down on the base and looked at the wall, only one word kept being replayed //Dead//

As he stepped back out he listened to the two continue there tirade for a minute before he broke in

"I'm... I'm going out for a moment... if anyone calls please take a message" he said before he picked up his coat and numbly walked out, leaving a confused Witch, Werewolf and slayer behind.