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Chapter 9

Bobby parked and then frowned, grabbing his shotgun. He got out and bean checking the yard, pausing when he saw the sprawled figure. First instinct was to run to his side but he had to check for any sort of trap. When he found nothing he ran to Xander's side and dropped to his knees, checking him. His shirt was ripped and Bobby pulled it off to find the scars on his stomach were suddenly almost like new wounds and then he saw the two charms the boy always wore, they actually looked slightly burnt. He grabbed the flask he always carried and splashed Xander, relieved to see no reaction even as he pulled out his phone and dialled. "John get back here now. Xander was attacked. Found him out cold in my yard." He hung up and then went to work lugging the kid up to the house and the safety of the wards. He managed to get him onto the couch and then got the medical kit and went to work cleaning and bandaging the re-opened wounds. He heard the squeal of tires and then Sam and Dean ran into the house.

"What happened?" Dean demanded as he dropped to his knees besides his baby brother.

"I don't know, found him like this." Bobby answered. "How'd you get here so fast?"

"We were already coming, Dad called and said hurry up."

"How many speed laws did you break?" He asked and then got up, letting the brothers hover over the youngest.

"Is he going to be okay?" Sam asked, staring at his unconscious twin.

"He'll be fine Sammy, he's a Winchester." Dean smiled but Sam could tell he was worried. They kept watch over their brother for hours until finally he showed signs of stirring. "That's it Xander, wake up little brother." Dean cajoled and finally brown eyes opened, blinking in confusion.

"D'n?"

"Yeah, I'm here, Sammy is too. Time to wake up." He urged and Xander bolted upright before groaning in pain.

"Easy Xander." Sam caught him and gently laid him back down. "We're safe, you're going to be okay."

"Sam." At least Xander was more coherent now.

"Do you remember what happened?" Dean asked and Xander frowned before his hand went to the bandages around his waist.

"I was working…" He swallowed, eyes wide. "The demon, it was here." He choked out.

"Christo." Dean muttered and Xander shook his head.

"I'm fine. It tried but the charms worked, mostly. It said…it tried to kill me when we were babies but couldn't so it sent me away, I was meant to die on the Hellmouth." He whispered.

"Okay, how could a demon not be able to kill a baby?" Sam asked in confusion.

"Obviously an outside source but why only me?" Xander asked in confusion.

"We'll find out Xander." Dean promised.

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John put his phone away after hanging up with Dean. He was beyond relieved that Xander was going to be alright and that the demon hadn't managed to possess him. One of his children being possessed was one of his worst nightmare, next to the demon turning Sammy or being possessed himself and hurting them again. They only had one bullet left for the Colt, one chance to destroy the demon for good. It coming after Xander was worrying but understandable, he was a new variable in the fight. One with a very good reputation for spoiling plans and prophecies.

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Xander hesitated and then hit dial, holding the phone to his ear as he waited for it to be picked up, sighing when it went to voice mail. "Giles it's Xander. Something happened…I was attacked, I'm okay. But it made the scars from Willow re-open and singed the charm Tara gave me. Anything I can do to keep that from happening again? Thanks." He hung up and hoped the Watcher checked his messages eventually.

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John relaxed as he spotted all three of his boys on Bobby's porch. Despite the phone calls assuring him Xander was fine he hadn't been able to help worrying after the kid. It was amazing how easily he'd fit back into their family after so long being thought dead but he was proud of his boys for letting Xander in. he just wished Mary could see them all now. He got out of his truck and grabbed his bag before moving to join them, sharing a brief, manly, hug with all of them, happy when Xander didn't tense at the contact.

"Bobby's got some steaks on." Dean grinned and John followed them inside for dinner. None of them noticed the demon watching from well beyond the newly strengthened wards. Sooner or later one of them would slip up. Sammy was his, bought and paid before he was ever born and he would claim him. Then he would destroy the rest of the family, especially the youngest brat for daring to challenge him. The protection on him couldn't last forever.

TBC….

Short I know but in a very busy period with classes and a new job.