Title:Between Life and Death

Rating:R or M…depends on what system you want to go by.

Chapter:6

Author:White Werewolf

Category:Xander/Georgia

Spoilers:Post "Chosen" in BTVS, post "Haunted" in DLM

Summery:During a mission from Giles, Xander has an unfortunate accident. But just how unfortunate is the question.

Disclaimer:Buffy: the Vampire Slayer is owned by Fox, UPN, Whedon, and ME. Dead Like Me used to be own by Showtime, now Sci-Fi airs it, so I really don't know who owns it anymore. Not me though. If I did, I'd put it back on the air in a heartbeat.

Author Notes:I know I promised a return of one of my older fics, but when I saw Dead Like Me on Sci-Fi I got intrigued. Bought the dvds, and was hooked. Now, I just want Sci-Fi to start airing new episodes if ratings are high enough.

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Apocalypses.

Honest to God apocalypses.

Fuck.

What kind of guy was this Xander Harris anyway?

After listening to Rube tell us about some of Xander's Sunnydale adventures, I just had to talk to Xander. I just had to see what Rube was saying was true.

It has now been around fifteen minutes since I left Der Waffle House. Normally, at this part of day I'd probably head back home and probably end up hearing something dramatic in Daisy's life. Makes sense since we do live together. And now that Mason is becoming an almost permanent fixture there, I just need time away.

So, here I sit in my car, driving. It's 9:00 o'clock at night, and I'm driving. I don't have anywhere to go, but being behind the wheel right now is comforting. It gives me that reassurance that alone time can only give…solitude, and a time to be with my own thoughts.

I look around me, and I find it hard to believe that vampires can run havoc during this time. It's hard to believe that there is like a whole underground culture that I'm unaware of.

I couldn't help but role my eyes when I just created that thought pattern. A small chuckle left my lips at that moment. What I am is exactly I'm thinking about. But instead of reapers, it's vampires.

The world isn't so closely included to only humans. What we think are normal humans could be really reapers in disguise. And the same could be said about vampires. Who knows what other creatures live on this planet? God knows the world is big enough for them. And maybe reapers and vampires aren't the only long living people.

SHIT!

My eyes widened at the crate that just came flying out of nowhere in front of me. My foot immediately stomps on the brake.

My car comes to a halt just before the crate lands on the street.

Fuck.

If I wasn't already undead, that could've been the end of me. I look out the window and I see a person stopping in front of car. He bends down and picks up a piece of the shattered wood.

My eyes adjust to the sudden brightness from my headlights and I see Xander running toward the alley.

I unbuckle my seatbelt and climb outside of the car.

"Xander!" I cried loudly.

I hear fast movement as I approach the alley. Placing my hand on the corner of the building next to me, I turn into the alley.

My eyes widened yet again.

There, in front of me, was Xander fighting what seemed to be three people. His hand gets grabbed and thrown back a few feet.

I run towards him as he starts to get back to his feet.

"You okay?" I asked.

"Yeah." He said without looking at me. "You better get out of here."

"I am not leaving you Xander. Especially when three guys are trying to kill you."

He stopped for just a moment.

"George?"

I nodded. "Yeah. What the fuck is going on?"

He turned to me. "Get a piece of wood from that crate."

"Why?"

Xander nodded to the people approaching. "Because…they're vampires."

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I looked at her and she just stared back at me with a blank face. I know it's hard sometimes to understand something that's new, but we really can't think about this now.

"George, grab a piece of wood and help me. Just stab the sharp end of into their hearts and they'll become dust."

I wanted to help her out at that moment, but vampires don't wait around for these kind of things.

I took off from where I was standing and punched forward one of my opponents. Judging by the way these vampires were behaving, I can tell I was after the leader.

"Take this guy out off here." That vamp said as I came forward.

The shorter one snarled, "And he's becoming a nuisance."

My fist made its target and the vamp took a few steps back. Grinning, I spun around and hit him with the other fist. The demon then started to lose his balance as I came back with another punch.

I gritted my teeth, "Where's your talk now?"

I followed through with a roundhouse, causing him to fall backwards on his back.

He was about to get back to his feet when I stomped down hard on his chest. As soon as he the ground, I leapt onto him. "Hold still, dammit."

I hold one of his arms to the ground, and with the other, I tighten my grip on the newly formed stake.

"Get this guy off of me!" The vampire said aloud.

I soon felt what I think was the short vamp attacking me. I felt him starting to lift my body. If I could stake the leader, I could simply turn around and attack this short overbiter.

A weight was suddenly lifted off of me. I didn't waist that opportunity. I shoved the sake into the leader and watched as he crumbled to dust. I let out a breath that I was holding in since the beginning of the fight.

I get to my fight and turn around. I see George trying her best to fight that short vampire. "The heart."

She nodded as she took the stake back and shoved it into the vamp's chest. We watched as he turned to dust. George just stared down at the pile of dust settling on the ground.

The third vampire was on its way to George. "Watch out!" I called to her.

She turned around to face the demon and fumbled with the stake. He gritted his teeth as she he approached her. He shoved her down to the ground with a right cross.

I ran to where they were fighting but he got to her first. He picked her up and pulled her hair back. He opened his mouth and started to chomp down on her neck.

"George!"

He began to feed on her as I reach them. I slam my stake in his back and watch as he disintegrated into ash.

I grab her hand, "C'mon, we're going to the hospital."

She shook her head and looked at me. "Xander, don't. I'm okay."

"He bit you."

She nodded, "I know. It'll heal in a second."

One second later, the wound healed.

"You heal faster than Buffy."

George grinned slightly, "Part of being a reaper. We heal fast."

I let her hand go despite a good feeling of warmth that I started to feel when our hands met. "I can see that."

I looked down at the ashes that were collecting on the ground. "Thanks for the save by the way."

She added, "No problem. You helped me too."

I shrugged, "It's what I do."

George looked down at the ground, "So that was a vampire?"

I nodded, "Yeah," I dusted off myself a little.

"C'mon," George said as I stood up. "I'll give you a ride."

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He thanked me with a smile as we got back to my car.

"How'd you find me anyway?"

I answered, "After you left, we talked a little. And I just wanted to go home. I was driving down the street when a crate came flying out of nowhere."

I know there's more to the story. Especially when Rube brought in Willie, but I didn't think this was the exact time to go into that. Especially when the guy saved me from a vampire.

He grinned at me, "Thanks for the help."

As I got into my seat, he added, "Nice car." I reached over to the passenger side and unlocked the door.

He got in, as I turned the engine on. I looked to the street and made sure it was clear. When it was I pulled onto the street and we drove off.

We reached the corridor leading to his room. My eyes widened when I saw someone standing in font of Xander's door.

"There you are, George. Rube told me you might be here."

I sighed. I love Mason like a brother, but sometimes, sometimes he can have the worse timing. I just wanted to talk to Xander, get to know him some more. But, talking with Mason can be fine too. Maybe him and Xander could hit it off.

"I was just driving Xander home after a…"

Xander looked down the hallway, both ways. "Think we better talk inside." He smiled and took out his key.

After he opened the door, we both walked in and he quickly closed the door behind us. Reaching to a table that sat a few inches from the door, he grabbed the old 'Do Not Disturb' card and placed on the outside doorknob. Closing it soon after.

"What are you doing here, Mason?" I asked him.

He shrugged, "After you left, Daisy and I went to…"

I gave him a hard look. If he learned anything from me this past year and a half, he knew some of my signals. And I was giving him the 'Don't say that word,' look.

He stopped for a moment. "Right. Well, anyway. We went for a drink and I got a little drunk." Mason said with the last part with two fingers closing close together in front of his face.

"I see."

He nodded, "And Daisy didn't want me to come to the house, drunk. So, I figured…"

I nodded, "You figured George would tell Daisy to let you in."

"That's the idea, Goergy. I knew there was a reason why I always love hanging with you."

I couldn't help but smile a little. I was about to say something when Xander took his hand. "Why don't you just sleep it off, Mason? You can take the couch."

I shook my head. "I'll drive him home. We can just talk tomorrow or something."

He smiled at me, "Hey, don't worry. If Daisy was a little drunk."

Mason brought up, "Oh, she drank. She drank allot. For a girl her size, that was definitely allot."

Xander nodded, "Right. If I let you take Mason home like this, he and maybe even her could say something hurtful and I don't think you brought to be placed in that position, George. You two can spend the night here and we'll meet the others at Der Waffle House in the morning."

I immediately said, "You don't have to do that, Xander."

He smiled, "Relax. Mason can have the couch. You have the bed, and I'll take the chair."

I wanted to object, but Mason already looked a little out of it.

"I like him, Goergy." Mason said from the couch. "Don't mess this one up."

Xander chuckled a little as my face turned a little red. "We'll chock that to the drinking."

I nodded, "Right. Good answer. But you don't have to take the chair. You can sleep in the bed with me."

My eyes widened. I did not just say that. Is sleeping with him a good idea?

He pointed out. "We are both adults. I'll sleep above the covers, and you'll go underneath. Alright?"

Even though I'm a little skeptical about this, that does work out. And from what I learned about him already, he isn't the type of guy to take advantage of me. Well, he doesn't seem too anyway.

"I guess that can I work."

I didn't want him to spend the night on the chair and Mason was already out. "I got an idea. Why don't you call Giles? I'll be right back."

I left for the bathroom for a second. I came back a few moments later when I saw Xander turning off the phone.

"I'll call him in the morning. Time difference and all."

Good reasoning.

"Why do you have the trash can?"

I smiled, "Something Rube suggested I'd do when I was near a drunk Mason." I placed it by the couch. "Just in case."

He grinned, "Good thinking." Xander then sat down on the bed. "Why don't you tell me a little more about Georgia Lass?"

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TBC