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White had to duck as one of his fellow Familiars, Betty, came flying right at his head. He put his hand to his forehead and shook his head when he saw what was happening.

Familiars and vampires alike were flying around the room because of the aliens, other Familiars were fighting the vampires and aliens, and the vampires were trying to suck on the aliens' and Familiars' necks. It was total and utter chaos. Chairs were broken, other miscellaneous objects were either floating in the air, being flung at people, or lying on the ground being trampled on, and some blood was on the floor.

White took a deep breath, and then opened his mouth wide. "STOP!"

Everyone in the room froze immediately and you could barely hear anyone breathing. In the vampires' cases, you couldn't hear any breathing because they didn't breathe.

White forced himself to be calm. "Will someone tell me what the fuck is going on here?"

A stupid vampire spoke up. "Well, the annoying Familiars wouldn't stop going on about how they're pure-blood, yadaydayda, and the aliens were bored so they started flinging people around for fun."

White rolled his eyes as Hilda, Boont, Jaquen and Vlad came up behind him. They evaluated the mess and the leaders faced their own kind.

"What the hell has gone on here?" Hilda screeched.

"You idiots! What have you done?" Vlad yelled.

White however did not yell at the Familiars. He himself did not like the vampires or the aliens, but he just put up with them because of the alliance. 'We'll just use them to get rid of the transgenics and 452, and then we'll get rid of them too,' White thought.

The supernatural leaders stopped yelling at their groups when they realized White wasn't reprimanding his.

"Your Familiars are at fault too, you know," Hilda said angrily.

White faced his group. "What you did was bad. Now go."

Boont's eyes widened in incredulity. "That's it? You sound like a mother letting her naughty children get away with whatever they want."

Everyone sniggered but then they stopped and each individual group glared at each other. White massaged his temple. They were going to have to work things out between them, and fast.

Logan walked through the halls of T.C., not really knowing where he was going but just letting his feet lead the way. He was still caught up in his daydream from before.

Screams were heard through the city as a burning building was quickly falling apart.

"Logan!" the crowds were screaming. "Save the people trapped inside! Save them!"

Logan dutifully saluted them. "Don't worry, citizens of Seattle. I'll save them."

He then jumped off a building, intending to fly towards the burning building and crashing through the window, but he felt himself fall.

"Damn!" he cursed as he fell towards the crowds.

But of course his wonderful sidekick, Max, swooped in under him and helped him fly to the burning building. He crashed through the window and saved all the people inside.

"Logan!" the crowd chanted again. "You saved them. Logan! Logan! Logan!"

"Logan!" Alec said for the third time. "Watch out! You're going to crash into a wa – " He chuckled as Logan walked straight into a wall. "Never mind."

Logan blinked and once again fell on his ass. This time however, he was at the feet of Alec.

"Oh, so he feels the need to bow in your presence too, Alec?" a familiar voice said.

Logan groaned. As if his day wasn't bad enough. In a split second, the grinning vampire was in his face.

"Lemme help ya up mate," Spike said, offering a hand. Logan took it only because he didn't want to know what Spike would say if he didn't. He stood up and quickly let go of Spike's hand.

Buffy walked up to the three. "Hey guys," she said cautiously, noticing the frightened look on Logan's face and the happy ones on Alec's and Spike's. "Am I interrupting something?"

"No, Logan here was just trying to mate with the wall," Spike said.

Logan's face reddened furiously. "Um, gotta go," he mumbled, then quickly sped off.

Buffy looked at the two remaining men then put on a grin that matched their own. "There's just something off about that one, hmm?"

Alec nodded. "That boy gets stranger every day. I have no idea what Max sees in him."

Buffy smirked. "Maybe I should get Dawn to whip up a portal and send Logie-boy over there to some unheard land full of stuffed animals."

Spike's grin widened. "Evil stuffed animals." He got a twinkle in his eye when he thought of all the possible places he could get Dawn to send Logan.

Buffy looked at him worriedly. "You know, Logan's freakiness is starting to rub off on you. I think you need a cure."

Spike suddenly became very attentive. "Does it involve you getting naked?"

Alec's mouth formed an o shape. "I think I'll be leaving now." He ran off, and Buffy smiled slyly at Spike, leading him to their room.

"Stupid freaks," Logan muttered. He looked up, suddenly finding himself outside Max's room. 'Maybe I can spend some time with her,' he thought. He pushed the door open when he found it unlocked. He stilled, not believing his eyes.

Max lay with Zack under the sheets, her head resting on his bare chest. They were sound asleep, looking quite peaceful.

Logan's face became purple. "What the hell are you doing?"

Xander and Emerald sat in a little café in downtown Seattle, sharing things about what they had been doing in the past. Emerald was a little more secretive and guarded with her past, but Xander understood that. He had grown up with a fairly normal childhood, while she had been tortured and trained to become a killing machine. Big difference.

"If it's too hard talking about Manticore, then that's alright," Xander said.

She smiled at him. "No, it's fine. It's actually nice talking to someone about it. Makes me feel better to finally get it out." She looked off into space reflectively. "You know, in a way I'm grateful to Manticore. They brought my family and me together, something that I wouldn't trade for the world. And some things they taught me are actually useful, so I guess it wasn't all bad."

Xander nodded. "Hey, Emerald?" he asked, tentatively.

"Yeah?" she said.

"Do you think…? I mean, do you ever think that two people who are completely different could work out?" he asked.

"I don't know," she responded. "I guess it depends on how much work those people are willing to put into it. I think you can make anything happen if you try hard enough."

Xander nodded, storing this information in his brain. "We better head back. It's not safe for you to be out here in the open for so long with all the people hunting you."

"Thanks," she said. "You're sweet."

They smiled at each other then left, heading back to Terminal City.

"Max!" Logan screamed. "What are you doing? You lied to me! You said nothing was going on between you and Zack!"

"There isn't!" Max protested, ignoring that twinge of guilt lying in the pit of her stomach. She quickly got up, pulled Logan into the room, and shut the door so that no one could hear what they were saying.

Zack sighed and reached for the sweater that he had discarded when they were sleeping because he had started to feel hot. He pulled it over his head then sat there, listening to Max's and Logan's heated argument.

"I asked you if something was going on!" Logan yelled.

"And I told you the truth!" Max yelled right back. "I was tired and Zack just fell asleep beside me. That's it Logan! We didn't do anything. There's nothing between me and him."

A wave of hurt washed over Zack but he stayed silent.

"Well, you two sure looked cozy!" Logan wouldn't stop screaming and it was getting on Max's nerves. She couldn't take it anymore so she took Logan's arm and threw him out. "We're over," was all she said before slamming the door in Logan's bewildered face.

She sighed deeply then made her way back over to the bed and snuggled into Zack.

"I'm sorry," she said quietly. "I shouldn't have brought you into this mess."

"By loving you I'm already in it," he said back, just as quietly.

He felt her body tense as soon as he had said the words but still stayed where he was until she looked up at him.

"What do you want from me?" she asked him.

He smiled softly. She had been expecting him to want something from her because all her life that's what people did. They always wanted something from her.

"Just you, Maxie," he stated simply. "I want you."

Max felt her cheeks grow warm and she fiddled with his sweater. Finally she looked up, and their lips fused together again forthe second time in a hot, passionate kiss.

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