Author: MagnusXXN
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: BTVS doesn't belong to me, it's Joss
Whendon's baby as is Angel. I don't own X-Men or the concept of
mutants that's Marvel's baby. I just own this story but I don't have
any money so sue someone else. Part 12

Rise of the Juggernaut

Once all the fuss died down and the police left with Faith, Xander
finally came out from the basement. Joyce was sitting next to Buffy
talking. He walked into the room and started towards the two ladies.
That is until Buffy jumped up and attacked him.

"Wha....?" Was all he could get out as she started to rain down
punches and kicks. They didn't hurt him in the least, only confused
him. "Buffy! Stop this right now, why are you hitting Xander?!?" It
took a few seconds before Joyce's words sank into Buffy's head.

"Xan?" Maybe I should have watched the scoobys for a few days before
stealing B's body, Faith thought to herself. Xander pulled off the
helmet and looked at her strangely. "Yeah, what's got into you?"
Faith would have laughed out load at his choice of words if she
wasn't so thrown by Xander's new self. "I...I guess I'm just shook
up. That's all." She hoped he would believe her; her fists were sore
and bruised from where she'd hit him and he didn't look hurt in the
least.

"Yeah, I guess you would be. Just no more using the Xanman as a
punching bag, ok?" Buffy was acting strange, he thought. It had to
be more then just being wiggy from fighting Faith again. And she
shouldn't look so pleased at being forgiven.

"Sure Xan, sure." Faith took this time to really look at him. To say
he'd changed since the last time she saw him would be the
understatement of the century. How the hell did this happen? She
questioned herself.

"You sure your alright, sweetheart?" Joyce hoped her baby hadn't
gotten hurt from fighting Faith.

"I'm...."She stopped herself from saying Five by Five again, Xander
would no doubt freak if he heard it from 'Buffy'.

"I'm fine. Just a little wiggy that's all. Just tired." She hoped
they'd buy it. God he's huge, she couldn't help but think. This is
just getting surreal. When did Buffy's little lapdog turn into a
leather clad giant?

"Ok. Maybe you should get some sleep then?" Buffy's mom told her.
"Ya, I'll do that. Night." She waved bye to the both of them and
walked up the stairs to her room to get ready.

Or so they thought. In reality she had only gone as far as the top
of the stairs and was eavesdropping on whatever they had to say. "So
Xander, you can sleep here tonight if you want. I don't think Giles
would mind."

"And wherever shall I sleep?" He teased with an easy smile. His
smile grew when she started to blush crimson. "I'm sure we can find
you somewhere." She teased right back, and a blush soon spread
across the young man's face. I've still got it, she thought with an
inward grin.

Faith was listening with a bewildered look on her face. Is the
Xanman shacking up with Buffy's mom? She wondered.

Wouldn't the scoobys have a problem with that? And how the hell did
he get so damn big? All these questions were bouncing around in her
head. With a shrug she grabbed a few of Buffy's nightclothes and
took a bath. After all it had been months since she'd had a bath,
even if Buffy's body had taken one just yesterday.

By this time Xander and Joyce had stopped the coy flirting and
gotten ready for bed themselves. The resident mutant went to the
basement and put away his armor until morning and went back to
wearing a toga for the night. Joyce had left him with a kiss on the
cheek for bed.

Of course they had both been joking about where he would be
sleeping. He would of course sleep in Buffy's room beside her bed on
a makeshift cot. After all he and her daughter had been friends for
years and she trusted him to keep himself under control.
The only person surprised by the sleeping arrangements was Faith.