Title: White Knight, White Light, Part 2 – What The Hell?
Author: Xanfan
Rating: R/NC-17 for violence
Pairing: Xander/Angel
Summary: Xander means more to the Scoobys than they could possible imagine, and when something happens to him, chaos ensues
Spoilers: Anything in Ats & BtVS is up for grabs, but I have messed with the timeline a bit.
Warnings: CHARCTER DEATH and Violence and slash.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Words in Italics indicate thoughts.
Last Time:
So yeah, for demons that night, Tara was the scariest thing they had ever seen. Because what is scarier to evil, than pure goodness?
Everything that has not been destroyed by the ire of all the other warriors was eliminated by Tara's light. Evil ran so hard and so fast, that even The Hellmouth could not stand against the light, falling in itself, sealing the doorway forever.
Only passive demons, good demons, demons with souls, or demons protected by a badass witch, survived, that night in Sunnydale.
When the Hellomouth closed, Tara let the light go, returning all the purity and goodness that she had used, to its rightful place and into the world.
The others, who had all been knocked to their knees by the power Tara had unleashed, stood and walked to surround her, in awe of the glow she still carried.
"Not that that wasn't a pretty show Glinda, but, what the bloody hell was that?" Spike was the first to speak, voicing the questions that all of them were too shocked to ask.
"That was Xander." Tara whispered.
"Can I just say, huh?" Buffy interjected in confusion.
"Xander was nothing if not purity and goodness and love. When he died, the part of him that was all those things, leached out into the world. I just, borrowed it, used it and some of my own, to, you know, do that. Evil flees in the face of pure good, so I made it flee. I think I may have used more than I intended to." Tara admitted.
"What do you mean?" Wesley asked.
"I knew Xander's essence was powerfully good, pure. I didn't realize that it was that powerful, that pure. And mixed with mine and boosted by the white magic, I kinda, think, maybe, I may have, uhhh, closedthehellmouth." Tara ended in pure Xander babble mode.
"My God, did you just say you closed the Hellmouth?" Ripper was gone, replaced by a glasses cleaning Giles.
"I think so." Tara replied.
"That's a good thing, right?" Cordelia asked.
"I think it is. I think it's a very good thing." Wesley answered.
They all stood around looking at each other, mostly looking at Tara, in astonishment.
Willow was proud of and amazed with her girlfriend. Then, one word Tara used struck her. "You said was."
"Willow?"
"Tara, you said, 'the part of him that was all those things' Was, as in isn't anymore. He's really gone." Willow ended on a sob.
"Oh, sweetie." Tara took her girlfriend in her arms.
"Oh God, he's really gone." Buffy whispered.
They all looked at each other once more and turned to head back to the mansion.
They reached the mansion and went up to the bedroom to check on Angel.
He was still lying on the bed, holding on tightly to his boy's body.
"What the hell happened out there? We felt a big shockwave thingy and then….everything was calm." Dawn practically shouted.
"We kicked a lot of bad guy ass, then, Tara used Xander's essence to destroy leftover evil and close the Hellmouth." Faith said, succinctly.
"Oh yes, that makes everything so clear." Dawn replied sarcastically.
"Actually, that pretty much is exactly what happened." Wesley offered. "Tara channeled Xander's essence of goodness, purity and love, to destroy the evil demons and ended up closing the Hellmouth, because his essence was so strong. Then she released his essence and the white magic back into the world."
"Babycakes, Sweetcheeks, did you release the essence into the world or return it to its rightful place?" Lorne queried.
"I-I-I-I returned it, I think." Tara stuttered.
"Why do you ask?" Giles wondered.
"Because there is a difference." Lorne said.
"What difference?" Wesley asked.
"Why don't you look at the bed and find out?" Lorne answered.
They all turned as one to the bed, where Angel had sat up, pulling Xander's body into his lap. All of the sudden, little sparks of lightening enveloped Xander's body. His back arched and air filled his lungs in a huge gasp.
Xander's essence had been returned to its rightful place, in Xander.
Angel reached out to touch his boy, caressing his face hesitantly. "Xander?"
"Hey Deadboy, do I have to be called Deadboy now too?" Xander asked, as he opened his eyes.
"No baby, you're alive." Angel said in awe.
Xander was relieved to feel himself breathing and feel his heart beating.
"Angel, why am I alive?"
"I don't know, for sure. But, I can't say I'm sorry."
"Why don't you sing for Lorne, maybe he can tell us what exactly is going on?" Fred offered hesitantly.
Xander sang a couple bars of "Happy Birthday" and Lorne asked him to stop, not because it was bad, but because he already had enough.
"I don't know if you were one already or if you are one because of what happened tonight, but, you're an immortal." Lorne informed him.
"He's immortal?" Cordelia asked.
"No, he's an immortal." Lorne replied.
"What's the difference?" Buffy asked.
A figure stepped into the room, surprising them all and causing Xander to grab his head, at the buzzing that filled it.
"Maybe I can help explain. And, Xander is it? If you look me in the eyes, the buzzing will go away." The man offered.