No Lies 3

Thanks to 3d Master for the Proof read, editing and Ideals to make this a better story.

Don't own any of this its just for fun not profit.

Dana sat in a room not far down the hall from Xander.

It had been a long night for the teen. Most of it running from her dad and mom. Then the hotel room. God, she wished she was back there! Almost. She had almost done something. She didn't know how far she would have gone, but she knew how much she wanted to go all the way. Then her father had shown up with the masks and the guns. Then with the hitting.

flashback

Back at the alley way, watching her dad walk toward them, she felt relief that her parents were alive, then a little pissed that Xander had shot at them. She was going to say something to him about it.

But she saw the look in his eyes, He wanted to run.

To protect her.

And he would have run if it was for the best.

But this was her family, so no running for the Xander.

He would stay with her. While Dana was looking into his eyes. She caught a movement out of the corner of her eyes, her dad. Xander looked at her he could see the fist coming and new he could get out of the way but if he did, it would be all over. Her dad was pissed and he was the target. And hey, how hard can a middle-aged guy hit? were his thoughts as he went flying backwards. Laying on his back in the filthy alley. Pretty damn hard.

Harry moved in for the kill only to have Dana stand in front of him again.

"Move," Harry said she had only heard that tone once, it was in Florida. "Honey, let me talk to the bad man."

"No, daddy," she said crossing her arms looking at her Dad. "Xander has not done anything wrong."

"He's a bad man." Great he had turned his daughter against him already.
"He's not going anywhere, Harry," Gibs voice came from behind him. Gib was holding a gun on the kid while he looked at Harry, and if Dana or Helen didn't calm him down, the kid was going to die here.

"I give up!" everyone looked over, as Xander looked at the sky. "You're just laughing it up there aren't you?" he said still looking toward the sky. "Ms. French, then Ampata, Cordy, all of them - now this! You want me to become GAY!" yelling up at the sky.

"I mean I know I screwed up with the love spell. But come on, every time I find someone I almost get killed!" Xander ranted at the sky, the Taskers and Gib looked on as he just contuied to yell at the sky about Buffy and Cordy, then about someone named Dru that wanted him to be her kitten. As he talked and yelled at the sky about these girls, the more jealous that Dana got.

He was her Xander, not belonging to some of the weird names that he was talking about. And trying to kill him? No one was going to kill her Xander.

"And if you don't have the girl I like try to kill me, you now have the whole family? Come on, what did I do?" With that he just sat down. A black eye already forming on his face from where Dana's father had hit him.

Harry moved up only to be pulled back, "No harry, just bring him in," Helen told her husband.

End flash back

The interrogation had gone well, as well as possible interrogating someone insane. He told unbelievable stories. His daughter was a Slayer, one girl in all the world to kill Vampire and demons that go bump in the night. Also, that Sunnydale, his home town, was sitting on a Hellmouth. Harry, so didn't want his little Dana around someone like this. But he was overruled. Helen told him to back off. She felt something was going on. Something that she needed to be sure about. Again the kid had turned his family against him, that's what got him the most, Helen and Dana both stood up for him. He had even shot Helen and she acted like it was not a big deal. Helen even thanked him. If someone had tried to take Dana for real, he had stood up and fought for her.

Helen was going over the tapes of the interrogations when Harry joined her.

"Look at this." She handed Harry a read of the EKG monitor in the room. It was basically a truth/lie detector. But with the Kid it was showing a strange reading.

"What's this?"

"Well, I just got the fast track from upstairs on it, either Xander in a deep sleep at the time we talked to him, or he was really calm. And from the reading he has overlapping waves. NO one has that."
"What does that mean?" Harry asked looking closer at the reading. If he could find a problem with the kid he could ship him off and keep him away from his daughter.

"Well, the only way that could happen if there were at least two brains in there, maybe more. The meters where checked out: no problems with them, and our reading came out normal. But his, it's almost like muilt-personalties in there. But they work as a whole. You can see the reading moved around as he thinks of the answers."

"You mean he is crazy?" A smile forming, he was going to get rid of the freak.

"Nope, what he said about the possessing might be true."

"He just made that up," Harry said doggedly. Helen just shook her head. Her father had acted the same way when she was a teenager . . . and drove her away from him. And into a very bad relationship. It took her years to figure out what had happened and she was seeing it happen to her husband and daughter.

"Harry, dear," she began, "Dana will see this guy, she is smart and can watch out for herself. And if you try anything. She just wants a friend, a friend that doesn't run away when she is in trouble, a friend that from what we can find out is a good kid, with some problems sure. And if she finds out she doesn't like him then maybe she'll go back to that Marv guy she was dating. Right know she will get closer to Xander the more you push on her to leave him the closer they will get."

"Marv? Who's Marv?"

"Last Boyfreind? Ring a bell. The only one you never called out an investigation on."

"Oh, yeah, liked him."

Spence Trilby read over the file later and watched a small screen in his office wall were he could see the boy walking around a small room. Xander would walk from one side of the room to the other. Not unlike a caged animal. The one eyed man read thought the files, most of the stuff seemed like so much bullshit.

He could see a delusional mind coming up with it. Vampires that turn to dust so there was no bodies to be found. Demons that faded away or were hidden so no one would find them and panic. Then he had known about Harry mission to South America.

Flashback

"You really expect me to believe that demons and vampires are real? And that my daughter is a
mystically powered super being? Come on!" Harry was about to come across the table again. He really didn't like this kid.

"Oh, but you believe in a creature that could turn invisible with glowing, green blood? That hunts down people in the jungles? Then guts them and takes their skulls?" Xander said looking back at a speechless Harry.

Helen who was sitting beside him looked at Harry's face. Watching the color drain from his
face. The first time she had ever seen her husband scared. And of what invisible creatures? What had happened to him to make act this way?

Harry was scared by what had happened down in South America and the punk brought that back up, and that only made him more and more mad. There was nothing in the world worse than a scared Harry Tasker, because what made him scared usually ended up dead. And right now the kid was starting to scare him, not in the shaking-in-my-boots scared, but the that-if-he-is-right-about-my-kid scared.

End flash back

Trilby sat back looking once again and the monitor, as Xander made another circuit around the small room.

"Time for a heart-to-heart talk," he whispered to himself. Hitting the intercom button, he gave orders to bring the kid to him.

After Xander was moved to Trilby's office, and was made to sit in front of the one-eyed spy master.

"Kid, you're in deep shit," Trilby said watching for a reaction.

"Don't I know it, I shot Dana's mom. You think she'll forgive me?" Looking back at the man, if he could stare down Angelus, this guy would be a piece of cake.

But in the back of the old man's eyes was a darkness that Angelus could never get. Angelus would kill and rape for fun of it, this guy would do the same for country and flag, and not lose any sleep over it. Which was the worse one he didn't know.

"I wouldn't turn my back on her for a few days if I were you, but then I am not you."

"Yes, that's true, so what's the what?"

"The Ring? Were did you get it?" Trilby asked looking closely at the boy.

"Told Harry, you have the reports right there," Xander said as he pointed at a file in front of the old Spy master.
"Yes, you did. Now you tell me," Trilby said as he glared at Xander.

"The Order sent some assassins to kill a friend of mine. They weren't what you called selective. One came after me, I killed it, kept the ring. As a good luck charm."

"Good luck doesn't sound lucky to me."

"Well, I was a teenage boy and I killed a demon assassin. I say that was luck."

"It's been my experance that there is no luck, only skill."

"Yea, Ok. Whatever. What now?"

"You're free to go."

"Just like that?"

"Yes. You told us all you know. So go."

With that he hit another button, calling an agent in.

As Xander got up, Trilby looked at him. "Though, we could use you."

"How?" a very wary look on his face.

"Just don't leave town for a few days, I'll be in touch."

Trilby watched as the boy left. If what was on the record was true, he could use him. The Organization needed someone in Sunnydale, something was going on. And if what he said was true, then he had two people that would blend in. And could find out the truth, and from the way the boy reacted, he could handle any problem that came up. He would contact The Center and see if there was research he could pull up. That group wasn't part of The Organization, but it did fill a purpose. And its files and work up on people were very good, he had been tempted to send a few headhunters out to the blue cove building to hire away some of their profilers, but the higher ups wouldn't let him. It was too bad he could use people who could make Psy Profiles as good as they do.

The next morning

Tasker household

"Dana time to get up!" Helen called from the bottom of the stairs that led to the upstairs hallway.
"Breakfast is ready!"
Upstairs Dana pulled herself from her bed. Looking around for the clothes that she had worn last
night, and had thrown around the room, along with the other clothes that Xander had gotten her. Dana got up and went to the bureau, pulling open the top drawer.

Inside was a cell phone with Xander's number. She heard her father, no longer dad, moving around in his room.

Some of the stuff that he had said last night had pissed her off and hurt her very badly. That Xander would give her drugs to make her stronger than him. Even if he'd given her drugs she wouldn't have taken them, she was just not wired that way, and if Xander had tried giving her drugs, she would have force fed them to him.

Calling Xander she asked him to pick her up for school, and give her a ride home. And in his sleepy way said he would. At lest she thought it was an 'I'll do it.' That or 'I'll move it.' Then she started to get dressed. Looking at the clothes that were hung in her closet, she wondered how many had a tracker in them. After a few minutes she noticed the clothes lying there on the floor. Then she had a plan, and those clothes would play a big part in it.

Same morning

Harris home

"Get your lazy ass out of bed!" called his uncle Joe as he walked by Xander's bedroom and continued on to the living room, never once looking back. The boy had come in late last night with a police escort, he was a witness to something or another, and they wanted to make sure he got home okay. Sitting down in his chair to pull on his work boots, he thought the boy was back into the gang thing again. He just might have to send him to military school or something. He was not going to put up with it here.

Xander's room

The sound of the Imperial march from Star Wars started under his pillow. It was what finally woke him up. Pulling his cell phone from under his pillow, he answered it. It was Dana wanting a ride to school, and home again. He told her he'd do it before he even thought about it, forgetting about the detention and after-school work he had to do now. But even if he had remembered, he would have said yes, she was his girl. He would do anything for his girls.

After a fast shower he was out the door, and on his way.

Taskers home

Dana had a fast shower and was on her way down the stairs. She was not going to eat here today, McD's or somewhere as long as it was somewhere else. Here father was just finishing up on his morning routines when she saw his baby girl. She was dressed like a street walker again. Those too tight clothes and here her hair which she usually had up in a pony-tail, was down, flowing freely.

"Dana!" her father called, "What are you wearing?"

"Just clothes dad."

"Those are not clothes, that's a whore's outfit!"

"Weeelllll, Dad," Dana began, "it's what you called me last night."

Flashback

Dana was in a room a few doors down from Xander most of the night while her father and Mr. Trilby talked to him. Her mother was talking to her, and for the most part had forgiven her for running away like she did tonight. As they where talking, her father came in.

"So, let me get this straight.no dot," Dana began, "You forgive me for running away from you, you even forgive Xander for shooting you guys. That sums it up?"

"Yes, dear," Helen said, knowing that it didn't sound right, the way Dana had said it back, but she was tired and after the night she had had, things were not coming out right.

"Mom, I love you but are you fucking insane? You and dad attacked me and Xander then chased us all over the city, even trying to run us off the road a few times. And I should forgive you?"

"Dana!" her dad yelled, "Don't talk back to your mother, just say you're sorry and that you won't see that Xander person again. Then we can go home."

"No, dad, I was having a good time with Xander before you got there. And I will see him again!"

"No, You won't, I am your father. You will do as I say!"

"All right, father. Let me tell you a thing or two. I like Xander, I care a lot about him, and there is
nothing you can say that will change that. I will see him, and I will date him. And I will do just about any damn thing I want!"

"As long as you live under my roof, you will do what I say!"
Helen looked between them, every time she opened her mouth to try to calm them both down, they would start up again. It just went on and on. Til finally.

"Dana we're going home."

"Not til I know Xander is ok." Looking eye to eye with her father, which would have been funny since she had to stand in a chair to do it.

"That boy is nothing but trouble, he ran with a gang in Sunnydale, he stole weapons from a military base there, he is dangerous!"

"Haven't you been listening to what he said, I am a Slayer, I am dangerous now. Monsters will be coming for me, unless I learn more about fighting, start training I could end up someone's meal!"

"That boy just filled your head with delusions! He's on drugs half the time, that's why he gave you those steroids."

"That's what you think?" Dana stood shocked, "That I am on drugs?"

"YES!" her father yelled at her. "That little bastard has you on drugs." Helen's jaw just dropped. She could not believe what was coming out of her husband's mouth.

"My god, why would Xander give me drugs?"

"To get into your pants, which from what I have seen last night he already has!"

"Dad, I am not a slut, I just met the guy, I like him! That's it." Though in her mind she new that there was more going on, but with her dad acting this way there was no way that she was going to say anything to him.

Her mom maybe, but not now.

"I would call you one if you acted like one," her father said.

Then something happened that he had never happen before. Someone knocked him out. He wasn't sure who did it even after he came too. Just that Helen was rubbing her hand.

Needless to say after than the rest of the night went down hill.

End Flash back

Xander's bike pulled up outside of the Taskers. Only to see Helen sitting outside on the porch swing. Inside he could hear yelling, then more yelling, then even more yelling.
"Hello, Mrs. T," Xander said trying to take in what was going on.

"Hello, Xander," she said just as another yell along with what sounded like a slamming door came from the house.

"Uhh, just wanted to say again how sorry I am I shot you last night," Xander said looking like a lost puppy, Helen could see what her daughter saw in him. But some of the stuff that he had told them last night concerned her.

"I forgive you, you were protecting my daughter."

She paused, then continued, "What you told us last night, is it true?"

"Yes." Xander just looked at the small woman.

"You'll watch out for her?"

"Yes."

"Then you have my blessing. Just don't hurt her, if you do, then I will hunt you down and kill you."

"No worries on that, I wouldn't hurt her, but then I might be dead anyway, Mr. T in there doesn't like me that much."

"Harry just doesn't like anything to that could hurt Dana. Too bad he can't see how much he is hurting her right know. My father had a similar reaction to my first serious boyfriend. That's why we are having this little talk. I can't control Harry, I don't want to, he is my husband and I love him just the way he is, but that doesn't mean I agree with him. So here's the deal, you take care of her, watch out for her, and I will do my best to keep Harry under control. And when all is
settled, you can tell Dana what the deal was, not before."

"But why? I mean it might help her to know that you're on her side." Xander said looking at Helen.

"Yes, it might, but if Harry found out about this, and from the yelling that will be going on around here it might slip, he would think that I had turned on him. Something happened a little while ago, he thought I was cheating on him. It took me a while to see how much that hurt him, and I never want to see that again. So when he's had a chance to calm down and seen that you can be good for Dana, then and only then will I tell him, not you or Dana, ME." As Helen told Xander this she wouldn't meet his eye's just looked out into the yard.

"Ok, Mrs. T you got it." Then Xander had a thought - he looked at her, and said, "You know I can't call him Mr. T you know that? There's just too much that could come out of my mouth that would have him kill me. I would have the temptation to ask him where his jewelry was and then how Face and Murdock are. There is just no justice in the world, a great target like that and I can't use it."

"Yes, dear. But at least Dana would have to go to your grave site to talk to you," Helen said with
a light smirk.

"Yes, that's true..." he said with a slow shake of his head.

Just then Dana stormed out of the house. Looked at her mother, and pulled Xander toward his bike. Coming out fast was her father. Still yelling, when he saw Xander he started to move faster only to be stopped by Helen just long enough for Xander and Dana to make their way out of there.

Xander was halfway to school before he noticed that Dana was wearing one of the outfits he had given her last night. A too tight T-shirt and jeans. She also was wearing a pair of hiking boots. And when she leaned into him he could tell there was no bra under the shirt.

Oh, this is going to be a great day, Xander thought to himself.

For the next three days it was like this. Every morning he would pick up Dana. Then after school,
they would head over to the Gym that Xander goes to and work out with the weights, after that they would find a nice quite spot to spar, Dana with the Slayer skills would pick up the moves fast, then they would hit the road. Xander's uncle had soon forgotten about him working extra at the shop, so he was free to roam as long as he did some work.

The next big thing was Dana's new name, she wanted to be called Faith on the street. It was just a little precaution on her part. So on the street she was to be called Faith. But at school an at home she was still Dana in those places, but once they hit the streets to patrol, it was Faith. Because no one but Xander had any Faith in her, she had explained. Her father had as much come out and said that. That he didn't have faith that she could not dress like that and not be doing something.

Harry came home late that night, after the fight with Dana that morning. He had had problems all day: the computers were too slow, Gib was getting on his nerves, and Tribly wouldn't let him go after the kid. Something about plans for him. It was just a bad day all around. As he was walking up to the back door he heard a grunt and a thud. Looking into the backyard he could see his Dana. Fighting with that Xander kid. This was it, she was going to get rid of him. Then he thought what he did to make her change her mind. Only then did it hit how little Dana was wearing, Spandex bike shorts and a sports bra. That was it. He start to walk toward them only to find Helen standing in the way. Giving him the evil eye. He knew then something was up. Just then his daughter grabbed Xander and picked him up off the ground. That was impossible, the boy weighted at least 200lbs. Mostly muscles from what he remembered of last night. Dana
could weigh no more than 100lbs. And she was holding him up off the ground, there was no straining on her part just holding him up. Then she slammed him to the ground. Then she was straddling him on the ground. Then it hit him; they were just sparring. Not a real fight. God he wished it was a real fight. Not what this was turning into. Helen just looked at him. Harry took in a deep breath and walked into the house. He didn't want to see any more.
That night Dana over-heard her father talking to someone about drug testing kits for her.

Three days, it took her three days to find out where her new charge would be. Then another one to narrow it down to a school. And another to get a job at it. So after almost a week she was going to meet her Slayer.

And there she was; dressed in leather and jeans. My, almost like a street walker. And that Marv character was watching her like a hawk, like she was some sweet meat that was just out of reach. Thinking back no one had ever looked at her like that, and thank God for that.

Now, Linda thought, she just needed to get her away from her boyfriend, that needed to end. She
didn't care what Mr. Giles with Slayer Summers did. She would not let her charge get distracted by the outside world. She would show her the real world, then find a way to move her away from her parents. They too would get in the way.

Linda walked in, on her first day on the job, and the perfect cover. A Librarian. Who would expect a watcher to be a Librarian? Look how well it had worked for that Mr. Giles. With that trouble maker he had you needed a good cover. She watched over the delivery men as her special books were put in the back storeroom. Along with the weapons crates. It wouldn't do if someone saw the swords and crossbows. A book cage up in the front of the room was in the open, while this storeroom had one door and one key: hers.

She called the front office and had Dana called to the library, to pay a back due fine. It was going
perfect.

Til it got to the knife throwing.

Will all watchers, they throw a knife at the Slayer's head. They catch it. Proof that they are different from everyone else, and from what they had been.

Only this time it went a little different.

Xander walked into the library. He had been looking for Dana, or Faith as she liked to be called now. It must be a Slayer thing, I mean how did you get Buffy from Elizabeth? It's a nickname, made him wonder what was Kendra's real name was.
Thinking of her, brought a saddness to him. Kendra had died to make Dana a Slayer.

Flash Back

Xander logged on the net in his computer class, it was his free time in class when you were allowed to surf the net or just play games on one of the school's computers. Xander used the times he was on line to talk to Willow, she would sometimes be at the same times as he was, taking a break from teaching the computer class in Sunnydale. Xander's teacher thought he was talking to a teacher there not a student so he gave Xander the go ahead as long as he kept his grades up in class.

"Hey, Will, is everyone all right?" Xander typed to his friend.

"Badness, Kendra was killed last night," she typed back

"Kendra? My god! What happened?"

"Buffy had a welcome home party. Need I go on?"

"Buff's back?"

"Yes, she's back. Xander, did you tell her to kick his ass?" Both of them knew who they where talking about.

"Yes, it was to make sure the world kept going you know? She needed to be at the top of her game."

"She's pissed at you."

"So, not like I will ever see you guys again."

"Xander don't talk like that, I'll come out this summer."

"Don't worry, Will. Miss you guys, but I understand. Anyway I got a girlfriend now."

".."

".."

"Will?"

"Is she evil?"

"Well, she has a big dad who doesn't like me. Does that count?"

"What did you do?"

"ME? Why is it always me?"

"I know you."
"Anyway what's the dirt on her?"

Xander and Willow spent the next 20 minutes catching up. But Xander never did tell her about Dana being the Slayer. Not his secret to tell.

End Flashback

As he entered, he came to a stop. There was the librarian tied to a chair. Dana was watching her,
holding a very big knife in her hands. A black eye and busted lip on the librarian.

"Uh, Dana? What's going on?" Xander asked, he really hoped that she hadn't snapped or anything.

"She threw a knife at my head," Dana said, looking over her shoulder at him, "So I threw it back with interest."

"Uh, huh," Xander began. "So what's the nice lady's name?"

"I don't know, I just walked in. She asked me my name, then threw a knife at my head. After that we haven't had much to say to one another."

"So what are you going to do to the lady?" Xander asked as he closed and locked the main door, "And are there any more people in here?"

"Nope, this is the library. Who comes in here unless they have a book report? All those aren't given out for a few more months."

When she had said that, it hit him. Knife to the head, library, and the tweed jacket the lady wore.

"Dana, I think you should untie her." Looking at the lady one more time, who was still in dreamland. Well there's another thing she has in common with Giles, he thought, thinking about how Giles always seemed to be knocked out.

"Why?"

"I think this is your new Watcher. All the clues fit, library, tweed, and has a glass jaw."

"Ok, I trust you, but if she tries to kill us again; no kisses for a week."

Later after Linda had revived. The trio sat around her office. Well sat would be a liberal call. Xander was slouching in a chair with Dana sitting in his lap. Watching the Watcher watch them. With an ice patch on her black eye.
"So," Linda started, "you know about Slayers? And you helped the one on the Hellmouth?"

"Yep, Watcher lady," Xander said, Dana just smirked and settled more into his lap.

"Well, I am here to take charge of you Dana, from now on you must put forth a presentable front, You will get rid of those clothes for a start. You will meet me here every day and go over your patrols, and report about all the vampires and demons you have run across or slain."

"Lady, just who do you think you are?" Dana said looking just a little pissed. The only thing that kept her from getting up was that she was sitting in Xander's lap. Which was a nice place for her. He made her fill protected, even if she could bench-press him in one hand.

"I am a Watcher, you are a Slayer. You should just trust me. I will do what is best for you."

"Lady, I just met you. You threw a knife at my head, I don't trust you, and you sure as hell don't know what's best for me."

"Faith," Linda started, "you must trust me."

"You shouldn't have thrown a knife at me. Then I might have trusted you. You need to learn how to meet people."

"Yep, the Watchers need to update that first meeting thing. I mean, would you trust someone that just tried to kill you?" Xander asked.

"I did no such thing, she is a Slayer, there was no way I could have hurt her."

"Yes, but she might have not been the Slayer. Then you would have killed a girl, then what? Oops, lets try again?"

"That wouldn't have happened. I tracked her down with a spell, it chose her. She is the Slayer."

"No chance that it could have been anyone else?"

"No, there is not a chance of a mistake."

"Ok, as long as you're sure." He looked up at Faith and said, "I am not, she's not, but as long as you're sure that you could not have killed an innocent today."

"We're getting off on the wrong path," Linda said trying a different tactic. "I am not a bad person, I was sent to help you and train you. To be your guide. I even have fresh cookies."

Xander perked up to that, Faith noticed. Looking down at her boyfriend. She thought, Guess mom was right, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach.
Xander feeling Faith's eyes on him settled back down. "Well, we should at least listen to what she has to say," Xander said looking around.

Linda smiled a little at that. Men, she thought, always thinking about their needs: food and sex.

Vampires sat around the throne room.

"This new Slayer is in town. Find, her then comehere," Mr. Trick told them. Behind him Kakistos sat on his throne.

The deformed Master Vampire, looked around the room.

"No one tastes her! She is mine! You can have her family, but the Slayer is mine!" Kakistos ordered them.