Title: And the rest is.
Author: Charlie Timeline: Post BtVS S7 & AtS S5. Sequel to "Best Laid Plans" and "A Fair Exchange.
Summary: The face we see isn't always the one that is visible?
Feedback: Coin of the realm.
Author Notes: Round and round, the ship goes. Where it lands, the Author doesn't know. Will it be (A)my, (B)uffy, (C)ordelia, (D)awn, (F)aith, (F)red, (H)armony, (K)ennedy or (W)illow that wins the Xandman? Vote now.

"Okay so this is what we know," Angel began addressing the group. Buffy, Willow, Kennedy, Dawn, Cordelia, Amy, Fred and Andrew were seated at one table. Faith was sitting on top of another table with Robin by her side. Travis stood behind Buffy's chair his hands lightly touching her shoulders while Spike leaned against the wall off the side.

"According to the girl, Kit, her attacker was a large man wearing a mask. Her house and the house of the other two victims showed signs that they're attacker was very strong but necessarily a vampire." He paused before continuing, "We also checked the movie theater, site of at least 3 deaths. We also found the remains of a vampire."

"Right, now what about the rest?"

"The Rest?"

"Spike. The theater was showing a lot of horror movies the day those people were killed. One of them was a Friday the 13th film. The main villain of those films as some of you may know, is Jason Voorhees. A supernaturally strong, serial killer who is extremely difficult to kill. He wears a white hockey mask, similar to the one, the girl described as her attacker wore. And in the film, he uses a shovel, which happens to be the weapon used to kill at least one of the victims."

"So you think a movie monster is responsible for killing those people?" The skepticism was evident in Buffy's voice, "How?"

"It's the hellmouth Buffy."

The library doors banged open as a dark haired man casually strolled in, "Which means that ANYTHING is possible. Anything meaning all of your worst nightmares."

"Xander!" Dawn practically leapt out of her seat and grabbed him in a hug. Everyone else was watching in stunned silence for a few seconds before Dawn looked up and frowned. "What happened to your eye?"

Her hand lightly grazed the black eye-patch covering the left side of his face. "Nothing, I just decided to stop hiding behind a lie."

There was coldness to his words that sent shivers down the spine of many present. Buffy cleared her throat as she stood up and made her way close to Xander. Dawn disengaged herself as he turned to confront her older sister standing before him. Tentatively, Buffy spoke, "I'm sorry Xander. I just didn't..." Her words trailed off as Xander enveloped her in a hug.

"Shh...it's okay Buffy. You know I love you."

Tears started streaming from Buffy's eyes as a smile twitched at the corners of her mouth. A similar expression was on Xander's face as he released her. And then he slapped her across the face, hard enough to knock the slayer off balance.

Buffy looked up holding the side of her face, "Why?"

"Why? Well like I said, I'm tired of hiding behind lies. Besides I thought you got off on being hurt. You know like how Spike did you."

Pain and surprise flashed in her eyes at hearing that. Xander gave her a cold smile, "Bet you're surprised I know that aren't ya? Whistler told me a lot of things in that motel room. He also showed me a lot of things. Not the least of which was you and bleached evil. From the first kiss after a song and dance, to the building breaking first time to the end even. Boy I bet Angel would be really hurt to know that not even hours after you kissed you were busy spreading your legs for the thing that tried to rape you in your bathroom."

He advanced closer to her and she backed away in return. "I saw it all Buff. Sometimes two or three times even. You really have to hand it to Spike, he made you howl like no one else ever did." Shame and embarrassment were Buffy's face as much as pride and gloating were on Spike's.

"Still, I think you got what you wanted. Didn't want a normal life, so now you can't have one."

Her voice was shaking as she spoke, "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, Buff, that having intercourse with a vampire is not without it's downside. In this case, thanks to Spike and well... Angel. You won't have to ever worry about being a mom or making Dawn an aunt."

"That's... not..."

"Having you been taking care of yourself Buff? Been to the doctor recently? Surely you noticed when 'that time of the month' didn't hurt as much anymore? See the bottom line is by opening yourself up to sex with a corpse, you've made yourself dead inside. And not even being the Slayer will change that."

Xander smiled as he watched his words hit home and Buffy started shaking as she collapsed on the floor. A strangled sob came from the table as Fred started crying as well and hiding her face in her hands. Spike moved towards her but a glare from Angel stopped him. Wordlessly Cordelia grabbed her friend and pulled her in a supportive hug.

"Oh how sad."

Spike turned, glaring at him as he moved closer, "You bastard."

"I'm a bastard Spike? Funny, I think that term fits you more. I mean at least I know who my father is."

"I'll rip you lungs out and wrap them around your head."

"Careful Spike, Dru wouldn't like that. Oh, wait I guess it really doesn't matter what Dru wants. It's not like she can speak for herself anymore."

Xander's grin was as cold as any worn by Spike and his laughter sent flashes of pain, shock and rage through Angel and Spike. The blonde vampire took a menacing step forward only to be halted by Xander's out-stretched hand. "Hold it I'll deal with you in a minute."

He turned his attention to where Faith and Robin were and grinned at them. Faith was off the table and standing in one fluid motion. Xander clapped lightly in response.

"That was nice, been practicing?"

"I don't like being surprised."

"But you do like the attention, don't you Faith?" Xander's gaze seemed to pin her in place as he spoke. "I mean that's why you let 'Uncle' Kevin take those photos, right? I mean what else would a 13-year-old girl want? Money, attention, a place to sleep, warm meals... so what if those photos weren't exactly Kmart. You didn't care as long as your needs were met. Why I bet you didn't even blink an eyelash when he came for you that night."

Faith turned away, she was unable to meet his gaze any longer and sank slowly down into a chair nearby. Wood stepped in front of her, eyes ablaze, "That's enough Alexander."

"For her it is... maybe. But what about you Robin?"

"What about me, Alex."

"Well I was just wondering if Faith knew about Monique. And Sarah. And Kelly. And Brianne. And the others."

"Who are they?" Dawn's voice was surprising loud in the quiet room. Without turning and looking at her, Xander answered. "They were Slayers. Young girls about Buffy's age when she was called for the most part. Wood knew them He worked with them. Lived with them, slept with most of them."

Faith started shaking in her seat as she took a deep breath. Wood looked from her to his accuser, surprise replacing the indignation he had felt.

Spike stood behind Alexander watching with some amusement as the black man squirmed. "Well done whelp. You've managed to piss off just about everyone, including your bloody hero."

"Hero?" Xander asked as he turned to face the vampire once again. "You mean Buffy. Of course it always comes back to her doesn't it? Especially with you Spike. Don't know why though, she wasn't your first slayer." The one-eyed man paused briefly as he contemplated his former roommate, "Maybe it's because she was first WILLING slayer you had."

The smile on Spike's face vanished and Xander continued, "Don't you remember Spike? The 70's, New York, a lonely, empty subway car. Her screams and pleading in the night, I think her name was... Nikki."

Behind him, Wood's head snapped around and a look of pure hate and rage appeared on his face. He tried to charge past Xander. The former carpenter seemed to sigh as he grabbed Wood in one fluid motion and threw him backwards bouncing his head off the table.

"Wasn't finished yet Rob." He returned his attention back to shirking vampire. "Problem Spike? I thought you were the Big Bad, the big bad ass, equal to Angelus, together they were the Scourge of Europe."

Spike was still reeling when Xander punched him in the stomach, folding him in half. Then he backhanded the vampire face-first to the ground. Xander looked down at the stunned vampire with his duster askew. And then he smiled as he stomped hard on the small of Spike's back. The sound of bone breaking and tendons tearing echoed through the room. Spike let out a roar of pain as he felt his back break.

Grinning Xander grabbed Spike by the neck and held him up in front of the stunned group. "Oh look, I broke Spike, how sad. Here's a pop quiz Spikey, You're in the same room as two irate slayers, and their boyfriends. Not to mention the fact that you raped and killed the mother of one of them. And oh by the way, I just broke your lower back. What do you do?"

Saying this, he let go and let Spike drop to the floor with a thump. He turned and looked over the stunned group, "Mind you that wasn't all the lies exposed, there will be more."

Willow stood up, "Xander what are you doing?"

"Be quiet Wills, This is for their own good. And no Lethe's bramble this time."

Willow reddened and she sank back down in her seat.

Xander turned around, seemingly satisfied for the moment and then looked back at the group. "Let's get going, Dead man walking."

There was no response and he got irritated, "Hey, Angel. COME ON already."

The ensouled vampire looked down at Spike lying the floor before answering, "What?"

"You said there was a killer on the loose, right?"

"There was."

"Then, let's go find him and kill him."