Title: House Arrest 8/20 + Epilogue
Author: Forsaken2003
Pairing: William/Xander
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: William is under house arrest after assaulting his teacher. When he starts people watching he notices something strange about his neighbour.
Warnings/Spoilers: Human Verse. Out of Character.
Note: (An S/X adaptation if the movie 'Disturbia'.) Uses actual dialogue from the movie Please don't sue!
Beta'd by: Whichclothes
Part Eight
The wind howled outside while William sat on the couch flipping through the channels. Joyce was in the chair asleep.
On the television the evening news was on. Another picture of Patricia Walsh was on the screen. The TV anchor continued the story. "A valet parking attendant says an unidentified person picked up Walsh sometime between 10:00 and 10:30 p.m. That individual was driving a blue 1960s Ford Mustang, which may have been dented on the left side. Police have released a surveillance tape confirming the eyewitness account. But now, in the newest development, sources close to the investigation say a review of the entire tape..."
William clicked the TV off and looked over to Joyce. William's watch alarm suddenly beeped. Quietly he got up, grabbed the blanket off the sofa, and covered his mother up. He then picked up his soda and bowl of popcorn from the coffee table and headed out of the living room.
William emerged from the shadows as he entered his dad's office. Quietly he pulled his dad's leather chair toward the window, positioned it just right, and then sat.
Xander was working out to a yoga DVD. William always thought it was stupid for a guy to do yoga but ever since he first saw Xander doing it he changed his mind. "You started without me?" William asked quietly to Xander. As if eerily on cue, Xander suddenly stopped. "What are you stopping for?"
Xander went to his window and peered out.
William ducked. He looked back up and saw Xander gazing in his direction. William's breathing intensified. Could he actually see him? "No, you can't see me. It's too dark in here," William said as he tried to convince himself.
Xander turned around and went back to his yoga mat. He took a breath, got back in "the zone", then he slowly raised his arms and bent into a ridiculously sexy pose.
"Whoa," William breathed and leaned in. He watched Xander another couple of minutes before his dad appeared in the doorway, looking pissed. William leaned in even further.
Xander stopped the DVD. From his body language, he was clearly annoyed at the interruption. The scene quickly devolved into a heated argument. But Xander's dad got the last word in and left. Xander slammed the door behind him, flipped off the TV, fell on to his bed, and stared off at the ceiling. William instinctively lowered himself in the chair but his eyes never left Xander.
William snapped awake breathing hard from a bad dream. He sat up and peered across to Xander's windows. It was dark and the shades were down. With a sigh William pulled himself out of the chair and stumbled back to his own room.
When he walked into his room William grabbed his PSP and fell back to the bed. As he started playing, headlight beams appeared lighting up his room. He glanced out the window.
A blue Mustang pulled into the neighbor's driveway. William went back to the PSP and then suddenly stopped. A Mustang? William hopped off his bed and headed to the window. He watched as Michaels got out of his car, leaving the car running as he headed inside the house.
A moment later, the main garage door rose up. Michaels reappeared, ducked underneath, and headed back to the Mustang, and got in. He maneuvered the car into the garage beside his silver Toyota. The front end of the car swung around, revealing a bashed-in left front fender.
"Holy shit." A dent - William raced to his closet, pulled down a pair of binoculars, and headed back to the window.
With the binoculars he could see the garage; Michaels was already out of the car, rounding the back as the garage door lowered. William crouched and tried to see under the closing door. He only caught a glimpse of Michaels as he popped the trunk open.
Unexpectedly a hand landed on William's shoulder. William screamed, whipped around startling Joyce, who screamed as well.
"Bloody hell mum!" "Christ, William!" They said at the same time.
Joyce laid a hand on her chest. "I'm sorry. I thought you heard me."
"No, I didn't hear you." William's heart was still beating hard.
"What are you doing?" Joyce asked and looked out the window.
William hid the binoculars behind his back. "Just staring out the window looking at the wind. You know, getting creative." He laughed a little.
It didn't look like she completely believed him. "Well, I just wanted to say good night."
"Good night mum." When she left his room he shook his head. William turned back to the window, and stared out at Michaels's house. The lights went out.