Alexander Harris stood staring at the sun, his hand the only blockade between his eyes and the harmful bright rays. He often took breaks like this to think about things. A lot how Willow was doing. He'd never admit it, but he was highly proud of himself for stopping her Wiccan rampage the way he had. All he was was human. He was glad to know that was sometimes enough.
But it wasn't long before that distraction was gone. Eventually, and not very long of a period of time at that, his thoughts would shift to another lady in his life. Anya. He had torn her up so much inside when he left her at the alter that she felt the need to return to her life as a vengeance demon. But the thing that burnt him up the most was he had forced her to sleep with Spike.
"'It's like a guy's gotta be DEAD around here to get any!'" he'd always think to himself. Although he knew that wasn't true. He had Anya, all he had to do was keep her. The irony of all this was that he had saved the whole world, but he couldn't save the one thing he loved most. Screw the world, he wanted Anya.
But of course this led to yet another thought. Not long ago he was a savior for certain. But that completely contradicted what he was doing now. He moved his gaze away from the sun, probably within seconds of going legally blind, to stare at the brick and mortar that his construction crew was now buzzing around on. Sunnydale High. It had been a Godsend when that place was blown up. Not that it stopped all the wicked craziness. It was just the idea of the place that bothered him. How many bad dates had come out of that place? Three from best memory and none of those had exactly worked out wonderfully. Let's see insect woman, an Incan mummy girl, and the most terrifying, queen bitch herself Cordelia. A slight shudder escaped him from that last thought.
But to overcome your fears you had to face them right? He remembered about six or so years ago when he was terrified of vampires. Now he staked them without a second thought. And maybe rebuilding this school would help put a few more demons behind him. However he was more worried that it would create a whole NEW slew of the damn things, mental as well as literal. But there really wasn't time to think about that now. He went back to doing the only thing he was sure of, hard work.
