X5-471 Part 3?

Don't own any of this just for fun.

The rain from the pervious day had started again.

Xander was walking down Canal Street heading to Bourbon Street. There, he might be able to get a ride out of the city. He needed to get as far from New Orleans as he could by morning. It was just a matter of time before Manticore would show and then, he would be dead.

His memories were coming back faster now, but they still weren't complete. He still didn't know where Sunnydale was; it could be anywhere from Maine to Washington state.

He had also found that he needed to keep breath mints with him now, the stronger the better, because the snake DNA that gave him his thermal vision also let him taste the air. Whether he wanted to or not. He had discovered that fact after the first time he used a public restroom. Not only was the smell alone almost bad enough to kill, he also ended up with a taste of it in his mouth.

Walking down Bourbon Street was a challenge unto itself with his enhanced senses. Around the strip clubs, he could literally smell the lust in the air. Luckily, it was from the men in the area. He didn't know what he would do about a female in heat. He had never been around one, but from what little he had heard, they could get very aggressive. The last time something like that had happened was with Faith. She had just about raped him, then pushed him out the door without even enough time to put his clothes on.

At Manticore, he hadn't been around long enough to be put on rotation for breeding programs, and other than that they didn't let them have sexual contact with each other. So he had never had any chance there.

Well, he could at least look and think as he glanced through the doors as he walked by them.

Hey, I'm still a 19-year-old male, he reminded himself.

Nudity didn't bother him. Nude was nude; it was different from being naked.

The women in the strip clubs were not just nude, they were sexually provocative, too, but there was something missing from them. It took him a little while to figure it out, but he finally realized, it was the smell. The men watching had lust washing off of them, while to the women it was just another day at the office. All the flirting and talking and it was just for a buck to them.

The rain was starting to drive the people off the streets, he noticed as he walked along. He needed to get off them soon, too. That's when he noticed that someone was following him.
The guy was dressed in old T-shirt and blue jeans. There was something wrong with him, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Then it clicked. He wasn't seeing any body heat coming off of him. Vampire!

Xander took a turn down a dark alley and the vampire followed him. Xander turned his back to the Vampire, then acted like he was just about to take a piss on the wall.

The Vampire struck at his back, but he didn't hit anything. Xander blurred to the side, sweeping the legs from under the vamp, and he went down. Before the vampire could move, Xander reached down and grabbed the vampire's head, twisting it and snapping his neck.

The vampire's eyes were wide as Xander crouched down and dug in his pockets, finding a roll of 100 dollar bills, a set of car keys and a stub for a pay parking lot a few blocks away.

Well, looks like I have a way out of town, now, he thought to himself with a smile.

Heading over to the parking lot after staking the vampire, he found only one car and a guard shack. The guard looked like an escapee from a 70's pimp movie.

He handed the guard the stub.

"Looks like you owe twelve bucks, kid," the guard said with a Brooklyn accent.

"Here you go," Xander said handing him a twenty. "Keep the change."

"Sure, kid," the guard said with a nod of his head, putting the money in his pocket.

"Hey, you wouldn't happen to know where a place called Sunnydale would be by any chance, would you?" Xander asked the guard as he started the car.

"Yeah, I heard of a place with a name something like that somewhere on the West coast. Maybe around Seattle."

"OK. Thanks for the info, man."

"You might want to get out of the city before daybreak. The traffic around here can be murder."

"Ok, thanks again."

As Xander drives away, in the beat up old charger, the man finally looked up.

"Well, he's on his way."

Sunnydale
Same night.

Buffy was awoken by a dream.

She thought it might be a Slayer dream, at first, but it was about Xander. Why would she have a slayer dream about him? H e was normal and nothing bad would happen to him away from the Hellmouth.

She looked across her dorm room to Willow's bed. It was empty. The redhead was probably was with Tara; she had been spending more and more with her lately.

Buffy really didn't know what to say about that development.

Willow, Gay? That just had to sink in some.

She and Riley were seeing each other, but it strange, now that she had found out that he was one of the commandos that were running around Sunnydale. She had found that little fact out when they had teamed up to kill the Gentlemen, a few days ago, and that was another thing she had to get her mind around.

She needed to talk to someone. Giles. She would go sees Giles, since he was always up late reading all the time. Even after getting the magic box on its feet. The shop was doing so well now, he even had enough money to hire help, even if it was Anya. The former demon had shown back up after they had started college, looking for Xander, then decided to wait for him to come back.

She was still feeling out of sorts when she reached Giles' apartment. Even the vampire she dusted on the way there didn't help her mood. She heard moaning from inside, so she grabbed the door and busted in. Then really wished she hadn't.

There were Giles and Anya on the floor doing something she REALLY wished she had not seen.

"OH MY GOD, I'M BLIND!" she screamed out, turning around as fast as she could. But in the back of her mind, a little voice was saying Giles has a nice ass.

"BUFFY!" Giles yelled, grabbing his clothes up. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing that a year of therapy can't handle," she said under her breath, then continued. "Had a bad dream about Xan and needed someone to talk to."

"Well, ever hear of the Phone?" Anya said crossly from the floor. She still had not moved to put her clothes on. "Giles, you still have to give me Orgasms tonight."

"W-W-W-Well, Anya, we will have to do something about it later." Trying not to look at Buffy when he said it.
"You had better," she replied in a voice that did her demon heritage justice. Then she got up and left the room for the bedroom. At the door, she turned around. "I'll get the handcuff out and wait for you."

And with that she closed the door.

Buffy, trying to cover her shock, just stared at the door. Giles looked at her with a little guilt.

"When did this start?" asked Buffy.

"We have been seeing each other for a month or so. It started after work one night. We spent so much time together, then one night we just kissed. And anything else is not your business. "

"Yes, well, I understand that. Like anything between my boyfriends isn't yours."

"Well, my dream starts out and I am in the Park with Riley. Having a picnic. Then it starts to get dark, and Xander runs up to us, and there is this monster following him. It's made up of all these different Creatures. Not Demons, though; they're lions, tigers, snakes and wolves. Just as he was getting back to us, the creature grabs him and swallows him," Buffy tells her Watcher.

"At that point the monster shakes off its skin and Xander is standing there. He looks at me and I think he is going to kiss me, but then this dark-haired girl runs by and she has these guys chasing her. Some are normal, some are in uniforms, and the last group has blood running out of their eyes. And then Xander goes to help her. He turns back to me and says, "I have to help her, girls. But watch out, trouble is closer to me than I know." Then he looks over at Riley who has moved into the shadows and there are all these eyes watching us.

"Then I woke up."

"Well, Buffy, that sounds like a normal nightmare to me. It probably has to do with finding out about Riley being with the Commandos. And a part of you is worried about Xander and you growing apart. He will have to go out into the world and fight for what he want, like all of us. And you don't want him to go. But the Slayer part of you just twisted the dream a little. Slayer dreams are never about normal people. For them, yes, but never about them."

"You think that's all it is?"

"I'm sure. So when is Xander coming back? He hasn't contacted me since he left. I told him he could tell you when you went to see him off."

"See him off? You went. Willow and I had a party at a frat house that day. You know, get to know the freshmen. Then try to score with them."

"No, I didn't. He had wanted you two to be there. I had to call the Council that day to work on their letting me stay here, and talk them out of sending a new Watcher for you. They're not, by the way. They couldn't find anyone willing to work with you. You have gone through two Watchers and they're just waiting for you to fail, to get a new one."

"That's a big comfort. You have a group of people who are supposed to help the Slayer and only help if it helps them or if I kiss their feet!" Buffy exclaimed.

Then she paused. "You mean to tell me, no one saw Xander off? God, he must hate us."

"No, he could never to that," Giles said soothingly. "He might be put out, but he would never hate us. We're his family."

"I really hope you're right, Giles. I would hate to lose my Xander shaped friend. Well I need to be going now. See ya tomorrow."

As she was closing the doors, she heard Anya saying, " Giles, you have been very bad. Time for your punishment."

She hoped that would not stick in her head. It was bad enough to look at Giles after seeing his ass. But to know some of the things she had heard tonight...

She would have to get rid of the visions in her head. She so didn't want them to pop up at the wrong time and ruin any time she had with her boyfriend.