Title: The First Seconded

Author: Falcon-Rider falcon_rider@hotmail.com

Rating: PG-13 for Angst and ect. And CD

Disclaimer: I own nothing 'cept the plot and Nich. Oh and a few others…

Authors note: Unbetad chapter… many reasons I haven't posted… lets blame it on my new Inu Yasha obsession…nani? The shows great! A hanyou who likes a miko and has the miko's reincarnation in love with him.. he also likes the reincarnation… he's violent, a jerk at times, caring, half inu demon, wheres red and has white/silver hair… whats not to like? So what if it's only anime…

Falcon gets a cold bucket of ice water splashed on her face! I'm up! Here's the chappie!

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Part Thirty Six

Lunchtime Blues

21 days

Dawn pushed open the door to room A16 and slipped in. Spike was sitting at his desk typing an email on his computer and listening to Nich who was seated on top of a student desk nearby. Echo fidgeted nervously as she held and ice compress to the bruise on her forehead.

"-Never listening to a vision during school again! I mean two days of detention for skipping one and a half classes?" Nich tossed a chalk board eraser from hand to hand. "I was saving the school! But no, if I were to tell them that-"

"At least your sister's not going to kill you for it…" At Spikes look she adjusted her statement. "Okay at least you won't be ground into the pavement a bit by an angry sister."

"Don't have a sister anyway," Nich smiled at Spike. "But by law Will's my brother."

"You're just lucky it was a big evil that needed to be delt with right away or you would be grounded." Spike teased her.

"Can someone please explain things to me?" Echo asked breaking into their conversation.

"Yes, I'd like to know how you to are related Mr 120-year-old-master-vampire," Dawn agreed.

"Ex-Vampire," Nich pointed out.

"It's simple, went to Africa I passed some trials… met the first slayer. I was chosen by the Powers that Annoyingly Be to be a male version of the slayer, was trained then went to England to visit Rupes, then visited my poof of a grandsire, moved here and accepted the teaching potition," Spike continued to type as he spoke. "Oh and Nich's my seer, she gets visions that let her know when something nasty's a foot."

"He died once too," Nich supplied.

"You died?" Dawn glanced at him.

"What's a Slayer?"

"Yep I died, nasty robot creature at the Watcher's head Quarters suffocated and poisoned me," Spike nodded then looked toward Echo. "A slayers a person that was chosen to fight vampires, demons and the other nasty occult things this world has to offer."

"Wouldn't that mean another male Slayer's been called?" Dawn asked.

Spike nodded, "Most likely, but unlike the watcher's councils way of finding female slayers which has been perfected over hundreds for years there is no set way to find a male slayer. For all that we are similar our energies are slightly different. Willow and the coven already attempted once to find him but they couldn't."

"They said they were still working on it last time we talked to them but that it'd also probably be a while," Nich added as she stood. The seer walked to the black board and placed the eraser on the ledge where it belonged.

"So some super powerful male slayer is walking around out there with no idea why he's so strong?" Dawn glanced back and forth between Nich and Spike.

Spike nodded, "'Fraid so."

The room was silent for a moment as Spike typed on his keyboard. Finally Dawn spoke up breaking the silence.

"Wait, Willow?"

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Tara glanced around the college campus quickly before leaving the building, most people accepted her being back from the dead without a second thought but she was still worried about running into Buffy who would know better. Glancing at her watch she realized it was just after twelve. Time to meet Willow at the house for lunch.

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"I don't see why I had to bring these to you," Anya crossed her arms in front of her chest as Xander exited the torn up bathroom wearing clean clothes.

"I asked you because I had your number and you still have a key to my apartment," He pointed out adjusting his shirt.

"It looks fine," Anya flipped her hair out of her eyes. "Still I was in the middle of setting up the Magic Box, couldn't you have waited a few hours to disrupt me. The less time that the shop is closed the more money I make."

"Ahn, I just fought some evil zombie Larry thing and ruined my clothes, you couldn't take-"

"See that's the problem Xander I did take the time," Anya shook her head. "We aren't together anymore. You can't call me whenever you need a lunch or locked your keys in your car anymore. I have my own life, and it's separate from yours. You need to grow up and stand on your own feet for once."

"That's not fair," Xander began.

"Yes, it is." Anya cut him off. "It's completely fair! I have a job, a boyfriend, my own friends and you are still trying to be a major part in my life. It doesn't work that way. You left me at the alter. I loved you and you broke my heart and I'm sorry but you can't just make it go away. It wasn't a joke or a tv show, it was real life and you ruined mine."

Xander stared at his hands, they clenched and his mouth opened to interrupt her.

"There is nothing you can do to make me want to be with you again, you hurt me to much," Anya took a deep breath and turned to walk away. "Perhaps we can be friends someday, but for now… I'll see you around. Goodbye Xander."

"Boyfriend?" Xander whispered looking after her, his heart broke and his mind filled with a maelstrom of thoughts.

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Tara smiled as Willow answered the door to Spikes house, "Did William give you a key?"

"Uh huh, said he might as well after all I'm going out with his housemate." Willow smiled and kissed Tara lightly on the lips. "Come on I made ham and cheese."

"Yum," Tara replied and locked her hand into her girlfriends. "Sounds delicious."

"Every college students dream lunch, home-cooked ham sandwhiches… or was it pizza?"

"I think it was pizza," Tara laughed as she sat down at the breakfast bar and was 'served' her lunch.

"And what would you like to drink this afternoon madame?" Willow asked moving toward the frige. "We have milk, more milk, orange juice and water. Of course I could brew up some tea."

Tara smiled and shrugged, "I think I'll take the milk special." She watched as Willow got out the white jug and a glass and began to pour the liquid. "So how was your day?"

"Oh alright, lots of organizing and packing," Willow gave her a half smile. "Regular retail stuff."

"Was Anya upset?"

"A bit, she said I could work it off, without pay of course. She also I wasn't allowed to buy anything non-apocalypse related, but that was contingent on me not being the cause of the apocalypse."

"Sounds like normal Anya to me," Tara took the glass of milk from Willow and took a small sip. "This is good, hope you didn't take to long to make it."

"Nope, just a bit of ham some cheese, mustered, mayo and bread and viola! Of course I did nearly cut my finger off," Willow glanced down at the slightly cut didget.

"Oh poor finger," Tara lifted Willow hand to her face and kissed the offending cut lightly. "All better?" She asked looking up into Willows green eyes.

"Almost, I can think of something that would make all better though," Willow smiled mischievously.

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To be continued in: familiar dreams

Author Note: AGH! Nooo! I completely forgot about this for a week! Gah! Everyone thank Chelsea18 for my wake up call... and thanks for the review Chelsea18. And yes I should have another chapter out tomarow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I promise! Really this time! ^_^

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