Knighted
A Forever Knight / Buffy:TVS Crossover
By Teri

Chapter 3: Phone Calls can be Revealing
(AN: All French dialogue is provided from an on-line translation program)

The next day, Buffy was training in the back of the Magic Box with Giles. Interestingly, Cole had joined them. Out front, the girls and Xander were researching the latest big bad. However, none seemed to be that serious now that the First had been defeated.

"Xander!" Buffy called out. "There is some French lady on your cell phone. You left it here in the back"

"Thanks Buffy," Xander answered as he went in the back and took the phone from her. "Way to respect that privacy thing." He answered the phone as he walked towards the back door to go out into the alley for more privacy

"Alexandre?" Came a heavily accented female voice.

"Mère? (Mother?)" Xander asked in reply.

Giles head snapped-up and over to Xander as he heard the boy speak in French as he walked out the back door. Giles wanted to respect Xander's privacy, but his curiosity got the best of him and he moved to the back door so he could listen. After all, Xander speaking French had to be something Hellmouthy. Didn't it?

"Oui," She replied before continuing. "How are you mon petit (my little one)?"

"I'm fine, Maman (Mom)," he looked at his watch. "Is something wrong? It's mid-afternoon in Toronto. You are usually still asleep."

"Your father just called me. He is concerned. You know that he has a certain . . reputation for being a collector of occult works."

"Sure, he'll never quit looking for a way to gain his mortality. He's built quite a library in the process," Xander added.

"Yes, well this morning he received a call from a your Monsieur Giles. He is looking for information on our kind of vampires and more specifically on Dhampirs. Has he . . . "

Xander could here her unspoken question,"me? No, at least I don't think Giles knows. The topic of children born to vampires came up because it seems like Angel and the not-so-departed-as-we-originally-thought-but-dust-again Darla had a child together."

"Oh, I worry so much about you living in that place. It is bad enough that all of those low-level creatures are attracted to your nature. It's just . . ."

"I know I am a demon magnet. It's part of my unique charm," He laughed.

"Aleck, Ce n'est aucune matière de plaisanterie (This is no joking matter). You could be hurt. Plus it is dangerous living so close to a watcher and a slayer. I'm . . . effrayé -- scared for you," she was starting to sound distressed.

"Shh, maman," Xander spoke softly switching to French, something he always did when she was upset. "Je sais. Je suis désolé. (I know. I'm sorry.) Tout sera correct. (Everything will be ok.) Giles ne me blessera pas. (Giles won't hurt me.) Faites- confiancemoi. Tout sera bon. (Trust me. Everything will be fine.)"

"I know and I do trust you, but it is a mother's right to worry about her only child. Her miracle," She replied sounding much more reassured, more like her usual self.

"I know and I love you too," He smiled softly. Finding his real parents had been the best thing that ever happened to him. "You know staying here, helping Buffy and the others is something I feel I need to do."

"White knight to the world, just like your father. Stubborn males. Always trying to make things better," She sigh. "So, I should tell your father it is alright to send yourMonsieur Giles the information he requested?"

"Yes, I think that would be find to send the G-man the 411."

"As you wish mon petit, as you wish."

Xander sigh, "although it still feels weird to thinking of the two of them talking with each other."

Janette chuckled, "I can imagine. Be careful and call soon."

"I will," Xander hung-up and headed back into the Magic Box.

It took a moment for Giles to come back to himself. He had just heard Xander speaking flawless French. He was speaking with affection to someone he called Mother and he had never heard one drop of warmth when he spoke of the Harris family. Apparently, one of the people he had sought information about Dhampirs from, knew Xander and sought his permission to release the information. Additionally, the request seemed to upset his so-called mother. What on earth is going on? Suddenly, he was hit with the door.

"Hey? Oh, sorry G-man, best not to dawdle in front of doors. You can get hurt that way," Xander said as he cut through the training area and back to the front.

Giles could only stare after him. He was only interrupted from his internal musings when his cell phone, an unfortunate necessity, rang. "Rupert Giles," he answered.

"Mr. Giles? This is Nicholas Knight," the voice replied.

"Detective Knight," Giles acknowledged.

"I am calling to let you know I will able to send the information you requested after all."


Please review and let me know what you think.
Teri

Posted: April 7, 2003
Edited: Jan. 1, 2006