Xander smiled, remembering the last time everyone had been speechless in the library because of something he had done. He couldn't blame them for that time, being speechless is a moderate reaction to seeing someone fly for the first time, but they should have seen this coming.

"You're leaving?" asked Willow in a small voice.

"Just for Christmas break," said Xander with a reassuring smile. "Listen there are things from Halloween that I need to confirm were real and not just some magically induced dream. I would have done this sooner, but was just too dangerous with Ford around."

Buffy flinched slightly at the reminder of what her childhood friend had done once he had been turned. If he had been buried like a normal person, then he would have been dust as soon as he had arisen. Unfortunately for the gang whoever had turned Ford had the foresight to keep him hidden.

The way the vampire had used his knowledge to put Buffy in one nearly fatal position after another had forced Xander to use powers he didn't think he was ready for, and rightly so. Super speed was useless in the sewers, as fast as he was one of the creatures in the tunnels would kill him with a lucky blow simply because they possessed demonic magic. The only way to accurately locate Ford with the powers he now possessed was to use his x-ray vision.

Xander could still remember the horror as his control slipped from x-ray to heat, and ignited a gas mane. If he hadn't been able to put out the fire with his breath a lot of people would have been hurt, or killed.

It was Angel, working alone in the dark, who had been the one to end the month of torture. While Xander still didn't like Angel, he now had a grudging respect for the vampire.

"Just because Ford is gone doesn't mean that we will be safe. It's still the Hellmouth, and I don't think demons take Christmas off. You know because they are pure evil and all," said Buffy.

"Yeah, but it should be the type of Hellmouthy goodness a Slayer can handle with the help of her friends. Though on the off chance you need a super friend I want you to have this," said Xander while giving her something that looked like an ordinary old fashioned watch with a large red button on the side. "If my memories are real Superman gave one of these to a good friend. Press the button and I should be able to hear the alarm signal as long as I'm on the continent."

"The continent?" asked Giles. "Just what do you plan on doing?"

"Just what I said Giles, find out how much is real. All of you said that the last vision I had may have just been wishful thinking. I need to find out if that is true," said Xander.

"You said that in your last vision Superman told you that you were his son," said Cordelia. "Sorry to have to tell you this but you are way to young to be his kid, even if he was alive. Though it would explain why you like bright colors so much super-dweeb."

Xander simply shook his head. Out of all the people he knew only Cordelia Chase could be possessed by a goddess and still remain themselves afterwards. In fact Xander would say she was more of herself than ever sense Halloween, if such a thing was possible.

"It's not just about me though," said Xander deciding to ignore Cordelia for the moment. "If my memories are real then I need to find out what happened to the other eight members of the JSA. With my new memories I can't help feeling as close to them as I feel to you guys, and it's tearing me up not knowing what happened to them."

"Xander, the Watchers Counsel has been trying to answer that question for almost fifty-five years. The members of the American Justice Society are most likely dead by now," said Giles.

"I'm sure that there is one that survived if I can rely on my memories."

"And if you can?" snapped Giles. "If these memories are just a fabrication of your mind, or worse yet, a trap set by Ethan, what then?"

"Then I'll be home by Christmas instead of New Years," said Xander with a shrug. "Either way I'll know for sure."

Giles struggled against himself for a moment. On one hand, if Xander proved his memories to be true, then one of the greatest mysteries of the century had a chance of being solved. On the other hand, planting false memories to create confusion would be something Ethan was likely to do. In fact if Giles remembered correctly, he had been the one to teach Ethan how to do so. Looking at Xander, and the steel in the young mans eyes, Giles realized that the decision had been taken out of his hands, so he simply said, "Good luck, I hope you find what it is you are searching for."

"Thanks G-man, that means a lot," said Xander. "Now how about a group hug from my girls before I take off."

Xander was soon treated to the wonderful feeling of having two beautiful women hugging him from either side, and was surprised when Cordelia added her body to the mix. Deciding not to question the show of affection Xander simply maneuvered Buffy and Willow around so he had enough arm for the new arrival.

"Where are you going first?" asked Angle, speaking for the first time.

"I figure the best way to prove that my memories are real is to go somewhere that Superman only told his wife and best friend about. If its there, then my memories are real. Heck, I can check my genes while I'm there to see if I'm really Supermans kid, or if my powers are magical."

"Just what is this place that will prove or disprove so many things at once?" asked Giles, his curiosity aroused.

"In one of her interviews Lois Lane called it 'The Fortress of Solitude.' It is a place where Superman went when he needed to relax. He only told two people where it was located, so Ethan wouldn't be able to fake that particular memory."

"A very wise decision," said Giles as he looked at the darkening sky outside the window. "I suppose you will be leaving at night so no one will see you using your powers."

"Yeah, and even then it will be cutting it close, I'm not as fast as the original yet. I just need to change first," said Xander before he became a blur of motion to the spectators. When he finally stopped, Xander was once again wearing his Superman costume. "I figure if anyone sees me this, it will just get passed off as another Superman sighting and be buried in some tabloid with pictures of Elvis."

With that Xander flew out the window and began to head south. Once he reached Antarctica he would finally know for sure what was or wasn't real in his mind.