Title: Family Ties 2

Author: Robert jackson

Email: to archive: yes, just let me know where.

Pairing/Characters: Xander/Faith,

Rating: pg 13

Summary: What if Max (roswell ) was Xanders father.

Warnings: none you have seen the shows you know whats going on.

Notes: No Kendra, like her but cant write her very well. Ok this and most of the stories I publishing now are my older works, will publish new stuff as I write it, and try to finish them, as I get time.

Inside the principal's Office.

"Care to explain what I just saw Mrs. Evans?" Synder started.

"What?" Liz started, "There was nothing going on."

"I've heard rumors about a teacher that locks herself up with a male student everyday, then when I check it out, what do I find? That the teacher was not only locked up with the student she was kissing him!"

"It was a peck on the cheek, nothing serious."

"In this time and day, it is something. What is going on?"

"She just was helping me with my school work," Xander said as he joined the conversation. There was no way he was going to let the Littlest Troll here hurt Liz.

"So what kind of homework or school work needs you to kiss?"

"It just happened. She has been helping, And I finally understood something that I have been going around and around with."

"What was it?" Snyder looking like he very much didn't believe what Xander was saying.

"Some Bio work that we had in class."

"Do you understand it now?"

"Yes," Xander said looking at Synder.
"Good. Mrs. Parker, Go get the relevant papers. We are going to have a little test. If Mr. Harris here passes, then I'll believe what you had just said. But if he fails, then both of you are out the door. Do you understand?"

Later, Buffy watched as Mrs. Evans walked out of Synder's office. Synder watched as she walked away.

"I'll be watching you."

"O, yippy," she said to him, "my very own stalker."

"And you Harris," Snyder yelled as Xander walked out of the office. "I'll get you, too."

"What? Why? He didn't do anything," Mrs. Evans yelled at the little troll, She had stood down skins and rogue FBI agents; no hopped up little man with delusions of grandeur was going to get her...Son?

Was he now her son? she thought to herself. He had called her Mom back in the classroom. And he was the closest thing to a friend she had made in a while. Someone that could know everything about whom she was. Yeah, I guess he is my Son. If not, flesh but Sprit.

"Mrs. Evans, haven't you wondered how he could stay in your class so much?"

"Well... not really. I just was helping him out with the classwork."

Xander looked like he was going to slide into the floor.

"He has been skipping classes. Now if he was hanging out with that troublemaker Summers, I could let it go. I want to keep all the trouble in one spot. But I will not have students all over my school!"

"Isn't that what students are supposed to be doing?" asked a man walking up be hind Mrs. Evans.

Buffy watched the man.

My God! It's Ford! , she thought, thinking back to her friend that had come by a few months ago. The friend that had tried to sell her to Spike, in order to become a vampire.

No, that's not right; I staked him months ago.

"Who are you and what are you doing on school grounds!" Synder snapped, as Buffy watched, dumbfounded.

"I am Liz's Husband, and I'm picking Xander and her up. He has an appointment with me this afternoon."
Buffy thought.

"Well, get him and go," Snyder said, looking nastily at them. "Maybe now that you're here, these two can keep their hands to themselves."

Max looked at Liz, then to Xander, and a small smile appeared on his face.

"Why? I like it that they get along so well. I hope they get closer."

Both Synder and Buffy felt like they had swallowed their tongue.

Synder glared at Max.

All Buffy could think about was a big

"I think I will be contacting Mr. Harris's parents about this."

"Go ahead," Xander said. "Both of them should be on their third bottle of Jack right about now. I mean, it's only 2:00, so I'm sure you can at least tell them. They won't remember it but you can tell them."

Buffy looked at Xander in astonishment. Was his home life really that bad? Why didn't he say something to her? Wasn't he her best guy friend?

Xander looked around and saw Buffy standing there and his eyes widened.

Buffy thought. He didn't know I was here.

"It doesn't matter anyway," Max told Snyder as he handed him a letter. "He
will be gone the rest of the week."

"What's the meaning of this?" Snyder snarled Max as he snatched the letter.

"Well, I can't go into it," Max glanced over at Xander. "But I need to take him to LA for some tests."

"What? He's not sick."

"No, he's not, but he does have a rare genetic trait. Not many people have it."

"Well then, take him. A few days without him here will be heaven. But you, Mrs.
Evans, get back to your class."

The Next Monday.
Cordy was walking into History class, when she heard Harmony and Aura talking.

"I'm telling you, that's him!" Aura pointing at a picture in a magazine.

"No way! That loser Harris couldn't be there," Harmony insisted while looking at the picture.

Xander? Cordy thought walking over and snapping up the magazine. It was one of those tabloids with all the unauthorized pictures.

Last Saturday Night, Super Model Isabel Ramirez was seen out, not with her husband of 16 years, but a new face. This reporter has not been able to find out this mystery man's name, but I will keep looking 'til I do. Isabel and the mystery man were seen at the opening for the new Star Wars Movie, then hobnobbing their way from one party to another all night, dancing and having a very good time. Does this mean that Isabel will soon be single? And who was this young man? He was last seen slipping out with one of Isabel's Supermodel friends to parts unknown, but was spotted the next day at Isabel's home at the bright and early time of 6:00 a.m.! Isabel's husband is out of the country right now working on a case for the singer Maria ( who is a close friend of the family). This reporter will keep her eyes on this and let you know more about what is happening in this.

After reading the story, Cordy looked down at the picture. There was Xander dancing with Isabel, and she was just hanging on him.

That son of a BITCH! He was supposed to be suffering! And he's out dancing with Super Models! Not Just anyone but one of my favorite ones, too!

The rage just build and build in her.

Out in the hall, Buffy was running down the corridor, hurrying to her class.

I'm late, I'm late, she was thinking to herself.

Just as she opened the door, she heard a scream of such rage that she thought that a demon was in the classroom. She looked in just in time to get hit between the eyes with a flying magazine. It hit her so hard and was so unexpected that she was knocked down. Everyone in class was looking at Cordy with amazement as she stormed out.

"I AM GOING TO KILL THAT SON OF A BITCH!" she yelled as she ran out looking for Xander, with their teach in hot pursuit.

"Well, at least I am not late," Buffy muttered to herself as she watched Cordy storm out, then picked up the book. Looking at a page that was torn almost completely out, She glanced at the picture.

Hmm, that looks like Xander. But he was the doctor's all weekend, she thought to herself, looking back at the picture. Unless Dr. Evans lied. Looking around, she got up and went to find Xander, too.

Down the Hall

Xander was sitting in class, trying not to fall asleep. He was getting better at classwork but he still had a long way to go, and Mr. Talon's class was VERY boring. Willow sat on the other side of him, hanging on every word that teacher said.

Xander, however, was about to fall asleep. But that all changed very quickly.

Cordy stormed in.

"THERE YOU ARE," she screamed at Xander who fell out of his chair at the sudden outburst.

"Cordy, What's wrong?"

"YOU ARE NOT SUFFERING FOR WHAT YOU DID!"

"Huh?" Xander said, looking around as the class watched on. Both teachers were heading toward them to get Cordy.

"I SAW THE PICTURES OF YOU WITH THAT MODEL THIS WEEKEND!"

"Cordy, calm down," Xander said, looking around. The class had come to a complete stop at her strident exclamation, with everyone looking at Xander. Xander Harris with a model?

"DID YOU LIKE RUBBING ON THAT FAKE CHEST OF HERS?"

Xander was in shock. The only thing he could thing of was the model that his Aunt Isabel had hooked him up with. Sure, she was a few years older than him, but they had had a good time after that party, sitting around and talking. And she hugged him on her way out. Because of that, he was sure there was no way that they were fake.

"They're not fake!" Xander immediately snapped back.

Cordy's and Willow's eyes bulged at that statement, but Xander didn't notice, since he was remembering the hug she gave him.

Larry and the rest of the football team in the back of the class just cheered. They may not have gotten the model, but at least someone they knew had.

"Way to go, Harris!" Larry yelled.
After that, the class just fell apart.

Cordy was in a kind of shock and was sent home. Synder tried his best to get Xander sent also, but he had not done anything. He was just trying to calm down an ex-girlfriend who was after his head.

And now, once again, Xander was hiding out in the lab with Liz again. They both wished he could tell people what was going on, but if they did, right now, his adoptive parents could cause all kinds of problems.

Over the next few weeks, Xander helped Buffy out all he could with the Slaying. He used his powers to make stakes and to sharpen and repair weapons, and was almost caught a few times by Giles and/or Willow.

Giles did suspect that something was going on.

Xander would pick up weapons that he knew were broken beyond repair, and in a few minutes time, they were repaired, even better than they were before.

He checked each of the weapons for any magic residue but there wasn't even the tiniest bit of a spark there. Next, he put a charm on the table next to Xander. It would cause another charm that he kept in a pocket to glow if magic was used around it, then left Xander alone to work on the weapons.

End result: no glow, but a crossbow that had needed its frame replaced was better than new upon his return.

For the life of me, I can't figure out how he is doing this, Giles said as he watched Xander make stakes.

Xander would have liked to use his powers to make the stakes, but Giles was sitting right there. He had found out Buffy liked to use the ones he had made with his powers more than the ones he made normally for some reason. They just seemed to fit better in her hand.

A few weeks later. Chase home.

Cordy was throwing a big party at her home. Her father and mother were out of town for the night, at some big party in LA, at the Wolfram & Hart Building, her father talking about taxes with some lawyer there.

So, she had the house to herself for the weekend. It was going to be a Pay-preview party. Two of her Favorite Singers was to be on: Madonna, then Maria, would be doing a show out of Boston.
"Hurry, guys. The show is about to begin," Cordy called as Harmony and Aura were getting the snacks.

The room was full of all the In crowd from the school, the jocks and cheerleaders, and a few people that MIGHT be In crowd later.

They were to be watched and then destroyed, if they proved to be too popular. She would not be knocked out of the Queen spot, this close to the end of school. The jocks started to laughed and she looked over. There was one of the new girls, talking to a group of them.

Making a mental note, she would find out about her and get rid of her in a few days.

No, this was her party and everyone needed to watch and pay attention to her. She had heard what Harmony and the new girl were talking about at school; how SHE had had a mental break down over some loser.

Well, maybe Xander was a loser. Be he had been her loser 'til that redheaded BITCH got her claws into him. Then what did she do? Run back to her boyfriend and leave him all alone.

Not that she cared, although she still found herself watching for him and thinking about him.

"Harmony, Get those snacks in here NOW! The show is starting."

On the screen, the Material Girl herself was starting the show.

Everyone found a seat and Cordy took her throne in the middle of the room.

The closer you got to her, the better the show was, so she only let a chosen few close. It was just another way of controlling the group.

Everything was perfect again, like it was when she was with Xander, and no monsters were trying to kill her. She would never have been able to have this party if she was still with Xander though. He just wouldn't fit in.

Worse, he would just be used as a tool to get to her, and she could not let Harmony do that.

And Xander would have fallen for it, like he fell for Willow. Now he falls for everyone. First, the teacher, then he's with not one, but two models in one night, and ends up spending the night with one.

How would he know that? she wondered. I mean he would have to touch them, right? And he could touch really good, too, she remembered as she recalled all the times he had touched hers while they played around.

As she sat there, she gripped the arm of her chair tighter and tighter. Aura heard a popping noise, and looking over, she saw that Cordy's fingernails had punched thought the leather on the arm rest.

"Uh . . . Cordy? What's wrong?" she asked in small voice. She didn't want to be on the receiving end if something was wrong.

Cordy looked over to her, then down to her hand. She let go fast and started to rub her hands together.

"Nothing, just a little under the weather."

"O...Ok. Let's just watch the show."

On the TV, Madonna had just finished her show and the cameras were backstage. One was in Maria's dressing room, where the singer was sitting talking to some people. The camera panned around the room. There were a few girl fans there, but it was the person sitting next to Maria that caused the whole room to stop.

"That's Harris!" Larry yelled.

There was Xander, sitting next to Maria, who stood up to go on stage, then turned and said something to him. He shook his head, and then she kissed his cheek and walked out. The Cameras followed her to the stage, and everyone at the party started to talk.

Everyone but Cordy. She had very quietly fainted in her chair.

Across town.

Buffy and Willow were watching the same show. Oz, who was sitting beside Willow, just looked at the TV.

"Huh, gets around a lot, lately," he said as the girls just sat there with their jaws open.

After the concert, across the country

Xander spent some time with Maria, and even got some autographs for the girls back home. He just didn't know how to really tell them how he got them. So after Maria, (She was such a free sprit, kinda of like Mrs. Calendar) headed off to bed, he got up and went for a walk.

He was in Boston. He didn't think he would run across Vampire here. He was away from the hell mouth, so no vampires, right?

But guess what was the first thing he found?

Vampires. Why did it have to be them? he asked as he ran toward the screams.

He could hear the vampires' laughter as he closed in on the old building. Pushing on the door, it would not move. He looked at it, then used his powers on it.

He had been practicing for a good while now, so he didn't just blow it open. He heard the old locks click as he concentrated , then moved his hands to the hinges, taking away the rust on them. He then moved the door open. It was not as quiet as he would have liked, but it was better than before.

Once inside, he saw who had screamed. There was a woman hung from a hook on the wall, and she looked like she had been beaten and had some of her organs removed.

There, lying on the floor before her, was a young girl about his own age, or maybe a few years younger. She was crying and begging the woman not to be dead. Across from her were two vampires. One was a small black man in a suit, but the other was a huge creature, who had hooves for hands and a monster's face, and he was smiling down at the girl.

"Now , it's your turn, little girl," the larger vampire said. Walking up to the girl, he kicked her. The girl flew through the air and hit the wall with a sickening thud.

Xander just reacted. He held his hand out and a blast of pure power hit the vampire, knocking it across the room. He quickly ran down to help the girl but the vampire was already getting up and moving toward him. The vampire hit him, knocking him down across the room, then moved on him.

The vampire sniffed the air.

"What are you?"

He had never smell a creature like this. It was new and he didn't like that. He was old enough not to find new things the least bit interesting new things for him were dangerous.

He grabbed Xander by his neck and pulled him close to his face. The boy's blood smelled off. No way was he going to taste it. He was just going to kill this thing and be done with it.

Xander could feel the life flowing from him.

he told himself.
Picking up his hand, he placed it on the vampire's chest, trying to push away, but it was no good. Then it hit him. He started to push heat into the vampire. Around his hand, it started to smoke, then burn.

The Vampire threw him across the room and started to slap at the fire. The one in the suit started to move in and Xander flicked his hand and he went flying crashing out through the window.

Getting to his feet, Xander looked around for a weapon. Then he saw it - a huge beam of wood, just sitting there against the wall.

He focused his power at it and forced it to split. A large piece came off with a sharp point on it. He lifted that fragment with his power and pushed it at the vampire, who had just put out his shirt, looking up just in time to see the large wooden spear hit him in the chest.

After the huge vampire had turned to dust, Xander went to the window. The other vamp, the small black one, was long gone.

He turned back to the girl and found her lying in a pool of blood. Her skull was cracked, and he could see pieces of bone sticking out of her scalp.

"Oh, God," he said as he bent down. He realized if he didn't help, she was going to die.

Slowly, he put his hands over her wound.

"Open your eyes," he told the girl and she moved a little.

"Open your eyes, NOW!" he commanded.

With that, her eyes opened. They held so much pain, she could hardly focus on him.

Then there was Connection, and he was in.

He started to fix her wounds, but as he healed her flash from her life came to him: her mother drinking; a new man at the house every weekend; drugs; her on the streets doing what she needed to live.

Then came the woman on the wall her only true friend. Watching out for her, getting her off the streets and into a home.

Then Vampires and demons.

He released her fast, since she was coming to.

He had to get away! She was a Slayer!
If she told the council, he was so screwed. There is no telling what the Council would do.

Giles didn't have the highest complements about them. If you were not human, you were to be killed on sight. Now he was not human anymore. And he had proved it.

The girl opened her eyes and looked at him.

"You'll be ok," he said with a smile, "and I'll be going now."

Faith just sat there and watched him run out, feeling her Slayer healing taking over where the kid had stopped.

She had been dead; she knew it. She had felt her head crack as it hit the wall.

The next thing she knew, she was sitting here looking into some guy's dark eyes and seeing flashes from somewhere.

First, there were stars. Then a town, with monsters running around, and the boy was in the middle of it, fighting them. There were others there, too; a redheaded girl, a small redheaded guy, some old dude with glasses, and a blonde girl. That one, she had seen before- someone named Buffy. She had seen a picture of her when her Watcher was showing her the Slayer Handbooks.

Had she really been dead? Had he brought her back? She was going to find him. She had to know why? And she now had a starting place. Sunnydale.

Next day
Sunnydale

Xander was unpacking his backpack when Buffy and Willow stopped by.

"Xander, how are you?" Buffy started looking at Willow. On the way over, they had decided that Buffy would ask the questions and that Willow would act as a lie detector.

"Fine, Buffy. And how are you?" he answered, watching his friends as he kept putting clothes away.

"Hmm, Xan, we watched a Concert on Pay Per View last night."

"Yea, that's good."

In the back of his mind he was thinking fast. "Oh, got you and Willow something," he said, handing over the autographs that he got for them.
"Thanks, Xan. Uhm, how did you get the tickets for the trip and concert?" All of them knew Xander's parents would not put out for them.

"A friend in LA. She had them and couldn't make it, so she gave them to me."

"Some friend," Buffy said looking at Xander. "I mean you just met her, right?"

"Yep, just met her. But we hit it off really good. Got really close in a short time."

Buffy looked at Willow. Just how close did they get, for her to give that kind of gift to him? Backstage passes, plane trips and the show itself.

Buffy looked down at the shirt he was pulling out. The cuff had dried blood on it. It didn't look like it was Demon. Human blood?

Just what the Hell has Xander gotten himself into?