Disclaimer: I don't own anything so there would be very little point in suing me. The marvellous characters in this story are owned by the people who own them and not unfortunately by me. If you don't recognize a character then it's mine, all mine.

Summary: There's something about me you should know…

Spoilers: Not really but let's say X-men 1 and Buffy season 6 to be safe.

Rating: Let's say pg-13 because I use a bad word, I think you know the one I use, so if it offends you don't read. Or read but mentally bleep the word.

Author's Note: I'm soo sorry about the massive time lapse between posting but my computer blew up! And I've only just got a new one and it's exam time and I'm working and stop looking at me like that I'm telling the truth.

The number You Have Dialled is Busy, Please Dial Again

" We need reinforcements and unfortunately I know exactly who to call."

Xander had been pacing the hallway for three hours without a break and yet still the phone in front of him didn't ring. Damned Giles, how many urgent messages did Xander have to leave?

" He's not going to call you know." Willow piped up appearing suddenly behind Xander causing him to jump. He turned and glared at her,

" I always thought of you as the eternal optimist Will, don't let me down now." Xander deadpanned and Willow smiled a little smile.

"You know how it is the world might end so all the night time nasties come out trying to claim poll position for the apocalypse. Buffy has her hands full." Willow explained

" So no reinforcements?" Xander asked Glumly as in the background the doorbell rang.

From further down the mansion there was a cry of,

" I'll get it!" Screamed by one of the younger members of the household,

" Now I never said that, " Willow said with a wink and with a small pop she 'popped' into nothingness.

Xander shot the space where Willow had been a glare and started down the hallway, in front of him a man was shrugging off his coat and handing it to the young mutant from the welcoming party. Xander almost turned and ran the opposite direction when he saw who it was.

" Angel?" He asked in complete disbelief.

Angel turned at the sound of the young voice and Xander could tell it was taking every ounce of the Vampire's control not to laugh.

" Xander," He replied but it came out in somewhat of a squeak.

" What are you doing here?" Xander asked looking around for Willow, so he could kill her.

" Buffy called." He stated and there was silence.

Well silence for as long as silence can remain in a school populated by mutants and over-protective fake mutant fathers.

" Xander?" Logan called out behind him and Xander jumped in surprise.

" Is this the reinforcements?" Scott asked besides him and Xander nodded.

" Well who is he?" Logan demanded and Xander looked at Angel and then back to Logan and then to the X-men and then back to Angel and then back to Logan and then back to Angel.

As far as Xander could tell the PTB or Willow had wiped any conversation Xander had, had with Logan about Xander not being his Father. So the X-men knew about the existence of Demons but not about Xander being a perfectly good adult trapped in a kid's body. And to top it all off Logan was still playing the overprotective Father role.

" He's…uh…this is Angel…and he's um…he's well… of course Angel is….my…ahh…" Xander stammered trying to make his brain suggest something plausible.

It didn't need to in the end because Angel stepped forwards with hand outstretched and said very politely.

" I'm Angel. Xander's big brother," Then to cement the statement he swung an arm around Xander's shoulders dragged him close to the vamp's body and gave him a playful ruffle of the hair.

" Quit it." Xander demanded in a deadpan and Angel let go.

" This is your brother?" Logan asked staring at his 'Son's' face and Xander nodded enthusiastically.

" You look alike," Scott suggested and Logan growled which made Angel take an involuntary step back.

" Angel it's ok this is Scott Summers but if he's wearing leather call him Cyclops and this is Logan or leather-bound, Wolverine. Um the other thing here that probably might perhaps need to be mentioned is that of course it came as a surprise to me because I only found out like two, three days ago and me coming here in the first place was like the world's biggest coincidence which really makes me believe in 'higher powers' if you know what I mean is that Logan or leather wearing wolverine, they call him that because of the hair and he also has these claws but not real claws they're metal claws so he's not a real wolverine or anything like Oz but he's my Dad. " Xander babbled and Angel shot the group behind Xander a look.

" Xander, a word." He demanded and grabbing the 'teen' by the arm he dragged him into the nearest room.

After slamming the door shut Angel let Xander go,

" What the hell is going on?" Angel demanded Xander nodded but said nothing.

" So spill," Angel demanded and Xander nodded and began to pace.

" Ok so the PTB " Angel growled " Have turned me into a child and made Logan my biological Father. They sent me here via an old guy named Clive who had me running around after shiny stuff and I was chasing a medallion, which lead me to here. The teachers who run the school are part of a roving band of superheros that wear skin tight leather and fight evil. The guy that runs the school can read minds so keep you mind clear."

Xander took a breath, he needed one because he was babbling quite quickly.

" The big bad around here at the mo is an original old mutant guy who is trying to raise an army of demons to rule the world. I have no idea how to stop him but a nice old man with a yummy plate of cookie goodness told me I have three days to stop the whole mess or there will be a war that wipes out the world. Oh and the ghost of Willow is haunting me."

" Are you on something?" Angel asked and Xander shook his head sadly.

" You have to keep your mind clear because they read minds," He replied miserably and Angel nodded.

" You told Giles that so we're wearing a charm that stops telepaths from entering our thoughts."

" We?" Xander asked and Angel nodded and the doorbell rang

" Right on Cue," Angel announced and Xander's eye's widened.

" Who's right on Cue? I thought Buffy and the gang were fighting their own demons?" The boy asked and Angel nodded as a loud voice filled the air.

" Well where he?!"

Xander's face paled and his Jaw dropped open and he stared at Angel his eye's widening,

" You brought… Cordelia?" He demanded

" Xander she's really changed and she wanted to help." Angel stopped and made a face like he'd just smelt cat poop.

" What?" Xander demanded,

" Now I didn't invite him," Angel growled sniffing the air.

The door pushed open and there was a delighted scream from Cordelia and behind her a platinum blonde's face nearly split in two.

" You're bite sized!" He shouted before being dragged into the room by Angel.

" Spike, What are you doing here?" Angel demanded as Spike broke free from Angel's grasp.

" Buff y sent me to help didn't she." He said still grinning, he reached out and gripping Xander's cheek in his finger's said,

" Who's a wittle boy?" Xander rolled his eyes grabbed Spike by the wrist and flipped him up into the air, and slammed him back down onto the ground.

" Grab me again, Spike and I'll rip your arm off." Spike nodded as he looked slightly impressed by Xander's moves.

" You get yourself an upgrade?" He asked pulling himself off the floor.

" Kind of," Xander muttered, then looked at the closed door.

" Is anyone else coming?" Xander asked in dread not really wanting to know the answer, Angel nodded

" Wesley's parking the car and Lorne needed the little demon's room..."

" Wesley!?" Xander demanded in a shrill voice and Spike tried to smother a smirk but since it was only a half-hearted attempt not to laugh he guwaffed and snorted and then let it all loose and had to hold his hands over his ribs as tears of laughter ran down his pale face. Xander stared at him and Spike looked down at the boy,

" What?" The vampire asked doing an impersonation of Xander's squeaky voice.

" Wes's a good guy now, and he can hold his own, and Lorne, well Lorne occasionally comes in handy when he puts down his cosmopolitan."

Outside the room Xander heard a voice exclaim,

" Well aren't you just a sugar bun!" Xander popped an eyebrow up in surprise and opened the door.

The X-men were staring at a tall green guy wearing a bowler hat. Lorne looked at Xander and placed a hand over his deep purple tailored vest.

" And you must be Xander, why aren't you just a picture?"

Xander took a step forward ready to pummel Kermit but Angel rested a hand on his shoulder and told Lorne over the top of Xander's head.

" Yep this is my Brother, " Lorne tilted his head in confusion but then winked at Angel and smacked his hands together.

" So where's the bar?" He asked looking around,

" This is a school." Logan stated and Lorne looked at him blankly,

" No booze but we do have pop." Lorne's face broke into a scowl and he shook his head,

" Pop is something Justin Timberlake does, not this little green duck."

" Umm maybe we should all talk," Xander suggested noticing the odd look on Logan's face. Logan nodded and grabbed Xander by an arm.

" Alone," He growled and dragged Xander back into the now empty room despite the glare he received from the only man in the room to celebrate a bicentenary.

After slamming to door Logan spun Xander around who looked at his 'Father'

" These are the reinforcements?" Logan demanded, Xander turned and stared at the closed door.

" It would appear so," He replied then as an afterthought, " we're so screwed."

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