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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      Gen, M/M
  Fandom:
      Buffy_the_Vampire_Slayer, Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Xander_Harris/Tor_Hauer, Jonathan_Levinson/Tor_Hauer
  Character:
      Xander_Harris, Tor_Hauer, Rupert_Giles, Buffy_Summers, Willow_Rosenberg,
      Oz_Osbourne, Cordelia_Chase, Kyle_DuFours, Rhonda_Kelley, Heidi_Barrie,
      Talia_Hale, Peter_Hale, Spike_(BtVS)
  Additional Tags:
      Alpha_Xander, werewolf_xander, Pack_Dynamics, The_Sunnydale_Pack, The
      Hale_Pack_-_Freeform, Sassy_Xander_Harris
  Series:
      Part 2 of Alpha_Harris
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-03-29 Completed: 2014-09-26 Chapters: 6/6 Words: 21352
****** First Taste ******
by calikocat
Summary
     Giles stared for a moment. “Welcome home Buffy...Xander...why is
     there blood on your shirt.”
      
     “It was horrible Giles.” He gave Giles big innocent eyes. “Buffy
     tried to slay me. I will be forever scarred.”
Notes
     Disclaimer: Buffy and Teen Wolf aren't mine.
     Sequel to Burden of the Beast
     A/N: Check out the series notes, its kinda important.
***** First Taste *****
First Taste
calikocat
Word count: 11,156
XXX
It had taken Willow a while to adjust to the changes. He wasn't 'hide till the
danger goes away' guy anymore. He was an Alpha Werewolf, stronger and faster
than a vampire, or at least better than the fledges they were staking every
night. Xander had no doubt that an older vamp, say one that had a century on
him or so, would probably give him trouble. You didn't pass the hundred year
mark unless you were good at not getting dusted.
So while they hadn't come across any Master Vamps like Angelus, Spike, or
Drusilla, they were totally wiping out any and all fledges they came across.
Not that there had been many during the summer...for the most part Sunnydale
had been quiet since the mess with Acathla had gone down.
He shook his thoughts away, needing to keep his head in the game, no reason to
get careless just because he had super powers.
The night's newest vamp was crawling from its grave. Willow watched it with her
quirky little smile. When it caught sight of her legs it looked up at her and
stared in confusion.
“That's right big boy. Come and get it.”
Xander groaned and held his face in his hands, embarrassed for his best friend,
whether she felt the need to be or not. Oz, who was sneaking up behind the
vamp, only smiled fondly.
When the vampire lunged at her she gave a squeak and Oz grabbed it. “Ready!”
Xander zipped forward, stake in hand and thrust it in and back out of the
vampire's chest. It dusted with a roar and a hiss, and Oz blinked before
smacking away the dust that caught on his clothes.
Xander turned to stare at his bestest bud. “Really? Come and get it? Big boy?”
“Buffy has a knack for banter that I just don't have, but I tried! I'd like to
see you use words of wittiness for every vampire you dust.”
He rolled his eyes. “Wills, I use my words of wit when I'm dealing with the
pack or a bully. With the vamps? I just stake them. Saves time...also I don't
choke on the dust when I'm laughing at my own jokes.”
“He's got a point,” Oz smiled at her, wrapping an arm around her waist, “but I
liked your wit.”
“Thank you...and speaking of your pack...why aren't they helping with patrol?
You're all super wolves now, they could be helping.”
“They're werewolves Willow, not Scoobies. They do have lives that they want to
live. They have part time jobs, and their parents actually pay attention to
what they do. All four of them just got un-grounded a month ago from going on
the road trip...and lying about where they went.”
“Wow...I guess we really don't think about that kind of stuff. My parents never
ask where I'm going or who I'm with.”
“Mine neither.”
Oz made a noise of agreement.
Willow seemed a little more reasonable after the revelation. “So do you only
hang out with them during the full moon?”
“Nah, we've had a couple of movie nights, usually at Kyle's cause his parents
have the biggest house and we end up crashing in the living room.”
“His mom almost freaked out the first time, but then decided we looked cute
sleeping in a pile like puppies.” Oz grinned at Xander.
“And she got the pictures to prove it.”
“I want a copy, it does sound cute...but...maybe one of them could help
patrol...just every now and then?”
Xander tilted his head bit and thought about it. “I have been training them.
Super powers aren't worth much if you don't use them.”
Oz nodded. “Tor will help if you ask him.”
“That's because Tor has a crush on me.”
Willow nearly tripped. “Really?”
“Yep.”
“So...how do you feel about that?”
He blinked at her. “How do I feel about what?”
She reached over to poke him in the ribs. “Tor, a guy, having a crush on you.”
Xander dodged her finger and shrugged. “Flattered? Tor's pretty and I have a
thing for blonds...but I'm just not interested in having a relationship right
now.”
They both stared at him for that and Oz gave him a curious head-tilt. “Does
Cordelia know that?”
Xander sighed and looked toward the few stars they could see. “Won't that be an
interesting conversation...it’s just...I have so much more responsibility now.
Looking after the pack during the full moons, Tor comes over all the time,
patrolling...and this will be our last year of high school and I need to get my
grade point average up...I don't think I can handle a relationship too. Not
well anyway, not without it blowing up in my face, or hers.”
“How are you gonna tell her?”
He shrugged. “I'll think of something.”
“School starts tomorrow.” Oz reminded him.
“Yeah.”
Willow bounced a bit. “Wouldn't it be cool if Buffy showed up?”
“In a way...but Snyder would just call the cops on her...not being allowed on
school grounds and everything.”
She sighed. “Are you sure he's human?”
“Yeah. The nose doesn't lie.”
“Darn. I was hoping he was a troll and we could slay him.”
Xander snorted and shared a smile with them. “We'll be rid of him after this
year, and then no more Rat Face Troll Snyder.”
“Here, here.”
xxx
Thinking of something ended up with Xander showing up on Cordelia's doorstep.
He had pondered his decision for over an hour before coming to the conclusion
that this was the best way to go about this. Ending a relationship at school
was a big no; heck ending one in public was a big fat no. Cordy had taught him
that and he cared for her too much to do that to her.
He rang the bell and waited. Cordelia opened it almost immediately. They stared
at one another for a moment before she narrowed her eyes. “What's wrong?”
Xander took a breath. “We need to talk.”
Another somber look and she stepped aside, mouth open. “Come-”
He gently, though quickly, placed his hand over her mouth. “Come on Queen C,
you know better than that.”
She blinked and rolled her eyes and he moved his hand back. “Give me a break, I
just got back from vacation last night, I need to acclimate.” She motioned him
in and he stepped over the threshold, she closed the door. “So? What's going
on?”
“You might want to sit down.”
Hazel-brown eyes glared at him. “Either someone died or you're breaking up with
me. Which is it?”
“Sort of the second, but” Xander sighed. “I need you to break up with me.”
“What?”
“You can make it as loud and public as you want at school tomorrow.”
“I thought things between us were good...or at least they were before I went on
vacation.” Her eyes were hurt, troubled, and he hated himself. “What happened?”
Xander took her hand and led her to the fancy and uncomfortable sofa that was
in the large entryway. “A few things changed while you were gone.”
“You met someone else?”
“No...Cordy, god no. You're the only girl for me. But...Oz got out of his cage
that first full moon.”
“Oh god...did he eat anyone?”
Xander shook his head. “No, but we had a close call. Giles got bruises on top
of his wounds from Angelus...and I got knocked around. Kyle and his posse just
happened to be at Make Out Point and held him down so I could tranq him.”
 “I cannot believe you just used the word posse...and what does that have to do
with us breaking up?”
He rolled his eyes. “After we got Oz back in his cage Giles told us, me and the
mean kids, that he'd kept up his research on werewolves...and he told us that
there's more than one kind.”
“So is that a good thing or a bad thing?”
“It’s good. He told us about another kind that has more control over their
beasts...and that he heard about a pack in Northern California in a town called
Beacon Hills.”
Cordelia, despite the Valley Girl persona she portrayed, was a smart girl. “Did
you go there or something?”
“Yeah. The plan was to talk to the Alpha of the Beacon Hills Pack and see if
they'd bite Oz and make him like them. Kyle and the others...you heard about
the hyena possession right?”
“Kyle Dufours and his friends were the other hyena kids?”
“Yeah.”
“Whoa...so they went with you and Oz? Cause I'm guessing you didn't let Oz go
on his own.”
“He means too much to Willow for me to do that, so yeah, and the other four
went with us because they wanted that power...without the side effect of being
crazy.”
“And cannibals...so did that Alpha or whatever bite anyone?”
Xander sighed. “Talia Hale, the Beacon Hills Alpha, wouldn't bite them, any of
them. Because they already had an Alpha...we kind of...acted like a pack. They
followed my orders the entire trip up there and while we were visiting. Talia
wouldn't give them the bite and take them out of the pack they were already a
part of.
Cordelia frowned. “So the entire trip was a bust?”
“No. Instead she offered me the bite, because I was already an Alpha, their
Alpha.”
“But wouldn't that make her your Alpha?”
“She's stronger, and more experienced...and there is a connection because she
gave me the bite, but I became an Alpha when I was possessed. The power she
gave me just took up the space the hyena left behind.”
Cordelia was quiet for a moment, her hand moving from his grasp to cup his
cheek. “You're a werewolf now?”
He nodded and leaned into her touch. “I'm an Alpha.”
“Show me.”
He let the shift come, his face changed, his teeth grew, fur and claws
emerged...and his eyes turned red. “If I really concentrate I can turn into
actual wolf, only Alphas can do that.”
Her eyes were wide, but unafraid. “Xander, why do you want me to break up with
you? If I was willing to set you up with a kiddie pool and floaty toys when I
thought you were Fishman, this isn't going to change how I feel about you.”
“You know that Spiderman quote? With great power comes great responsibility?”
She swallowed and blinked. “Yeah, Xander, everyone knows that quote.”
“I'm an Alpha with a pack. I've got five teenage werewolves to take care of, to
train, to protect. I don't know that I can give you the time and devotion that
you deserve, add in my usual activities of slaying and school starting
tomorrow...I don't want this to blow up in our faces. I don't want you
hurt...this was the least painful way I knew to do this.”
She tugged his face closer to her and kissed his cheek. “So...we can take a
break...and we can decide later if this is permanent.”
“Cordy.”
“But you can't get mad when I find a rich man and marry him for his money.”
He nodded. “If you need a date for the prom let me know.”
“Okay. I'll break up with you tomorrow first thing...it won't be pretty, but it
will be memorable.”
“I wouldn't expect any less from you.”
Her gaze bore into him, seeing deep inside, past the reasoning he gave her.
“There's another reason. Isn't there. Something you've been holding back since
the beginning.”
Xander's laugh came out more choked and emotional than he meant for it to.
“Even now, in the back of my head...I think of you as Jesse's girl. Not mine.
You know he really loved you.”
Cordelia frowned. “I remember...him attacking me at the Bronze...” Her eyes
watered a bit. “He got turned, didn't he?”
“Yeah...my best friend...was my first kill.”
“I'm sorry...”
“Hey, don't be. Dusting him kept you alive...there was no way he would have
left you alone. Not the way he felt about you.”
“Still...if you need to talk about him...cause don't think I haven't noticed
that no one has said his name since...I'll listen.”
“Thanks Cordy.”
She smiled. “So, have you been patrolling? What's the deal? Buffy still
missing? Also, if you think you're completely kicking me out of the Scoobies
you thought wrong buddy. If there's an Apocalypse that needs stopping I'm in.”
Xander smiled back. He already missed her.
xxx
School was normal those first few days. They went to class, Xander actually
paid attention, they did their homework in the library, and they patrolled.
Strangely Cordelia still hung out with them on occasion...though she didn't
help with patrolling. Xander had thoughts on her behavior...though he kept them
to himself.
It only got weird about halfway through the first week. He bumped into someone
in the cafeteria on his way to the lunch line and everyone in the room seemed
to freeze...to hold their breath.
“Sorry man.” Xander smiled, didn't even falter when he realized just who he'd
bumped into. Jack O'Toole.
“You got a death wish Harris?”
Xander raised an eyebrow. “No.”
“Yeah? Then maybe you should watch where you're going.”
He snorted and simply stepped around O'Toole, he was hungry and was hoping to
grab one of the more edible meals the lunch lady was serving today. However as
he attempted to move around him, O'Toole grabbed his arm and squeezed. Xander
paused and looked at the other boy, brow still raised. “What?”
“You trying to start something? That attitude is bad for your health.”
“I'm not trying to start anything. I'm just trying to get some lunch.” He
glanced down at the hand squeezing his bicep. “Let go.”
“Make me Harris.”
Xander met O'Toole's eyes and just stared at him without saying anything. Jack
O'Toole stared back...until his left eye started to twitch...and then he
started to sweat. Xander smiled. “Problem?”
“I oughtta kill you boy. I got a sharp little girl named Katie that I'd love to
gut you with.”
“Nice. If I understand that correctly you have a knife named Katie. And you
want to carve me up like a pumpkin with it. Colorful. Are you done? I'm hungry
and at this point I'll be lucky to get a ham and cheese sandwich.”
“I'm gonna-”
“Would you do something besides talk already? I'm hungry, and I'm getting
bored.”
And then Jack took a swing at him. Xander caught the fist and squeezed, he
squeezed until Jack groaned and the bones in his hand started to creak.
“Jesus.”
“When I let go of you. You're gonna walk away.” Xander grinned. “Right?”
Jack nodded; eyes wide. “Right.”
Xander let him go with a shove and Jack all but ran away as he stumbled. Xander
rolled his eyes and went to get his food.
That was when things changed. When he sat with Willow and Oz at their usual
table...the rest of his Betas joined them. Huh.
“Xander...that was...” Willow's voice was somewhat hushed and she seemed unable
to finish her sentence. “Everyone is staring.”
He blinked. “Why? At what?”
Kyle sneered. “At you moron.” Xander gently cuffed him and Kyle lost his sneer.
“You're the scariest kid in school now.”
Xander tried to let that sink in...when it didn't he turned confused eyes to
Kyle. “Since when?”
Tor leaned in close to him and laughed. “You just scared Jack O'Toole and
earned the respect and fear of every jock that has ever harassed you.
Congratulations. You're Sunnydale's newest bad boy.”
When Xander could finally close his mouth he snorted, and then laughed. “That's
funny. I think you're full of it Tor.” And he went back to eating his food,
ignoring the incredulous looks Willow was exchanging with Oz and the rest of
his Betas.
Him? A bad boy? Yeah right.
 
However the trend continued. Girls watched him from the corners of their eyes
with little secret smiles. Guys never looked him in the eye, especially the
jocks. The girls...and Larry...gave him...showed an unusual interest. It made
absolutely no sense.
“What the Hell does it all mean?” He'd asked Cordy just a few days later.
“They just see you now.” She smirked. “They see what I got a glimpse of first;
you have no idea the number of times girls have asked me all sorts of
questions...” Her eyes traveled down his body. “About your assets.”
He pinched his nose. “I hate my life. So I'm suddenly the school's hottest
commodity. Great. Why not?” Xander looked at her again. “So why hasn't anyone
approached me since I'm such a stud now?”
“You said you can't deal with a relationship right now, and as far as the
female population is concerned you're still mine. So no girl is going to
approach you.”
Xander sighed. “Thank god.”
“I'm not finished.”
“Please, continue.”
“Tor is the one keeping the guys away.”
He blinked. “Tor?”
“Oh my god Xander. The guy totally wants in your pants...or maybe he wants you
in his pants. Either way he wants you.”
“Okay, correct me if I'm wrong...but we both agree that I'm not in a place to
start a relationship.”
“Doesn't mean the two of you can't just have sex.” She grinned. “Besides, that
would be totally hot.”
Xander rolled his eyes; evidently women were going to remain a mystery.
xxx
The night Buffy showed up turned out to be the closest call he'd had in quite a
while.
He'd been patrolling near the Bronze in one of the back alleys behind an empty
warehouse. The night had been rather quiet...though he could smell and hear a
vampire nearby. Possibly in the warehouse.
He had a stake in his hand; casually strolling along, dressed in dark clothing
so he wouldn't attract attention and therefore be able to actually sneak up on
his prey. Though in retrospect Cordelia claimed some of his shirts just might
blind the vamps...but it wasn't a theory he felt like testing.
When he heard the heart beat of a human approach him, with caution, he kept up
the stroll. There was no reason for a human to mess with him...but that scent
was familiar...hell he'd know that scent anywhere.
Buffy.
He turned when a strong dainty hand grabbed his arm, and his stake, and there
she was. Cute, blond, shocked to see him Buffy.
And then the freaking vampire burst out of the warehouse through a boarded up
window and tackled him. He snarled and wolfed out as he rolled it...ripped its
head off with a growl and then dusted himself off.
“I'm so sorry Xander.” Buffy whispered, her voice choking off in a sob.
“What? Why-” And then the stake was coming at him fast, he just managed to
shift and knock her hand lower, missing his heart, and the stake lodged in his
chest. “Shit!” Xander stumbled back. “What-” He swallowed and fought against
the pain. “What was that for?” Though he had a feeling he knew why she'd done
it...after all his Beta form somewhat resembled a vampire's game face. He felt
his face shift back.
“Xander I need...” She was sobbing. “I need to do this Xander. I'm so sorry.”
She pulled the stake out. Ow. And moved to stake him again.
He waved his hands at her despite the pain. “No! Stopstopstop! I'm alive! I'm
living! I have a pulse and a body temp and everything!” When she paused he
grabbed the stake and threw it as far away from them as he could...which was
pretty damn far, and put her hand to his chest. “Feel that? That would be my
heart.”
Buffy was frozen as she stared at her hand on his chest, his heart beating
wildly beneath. The blood from his wound further down was dark and there was no
way he'd be saving this shirt. “We...” She swallowed. “We need to get you to
the hospital.”
“Nah.” He moved their hands and pulled up the edge of his shirt. “Already
healed, see?” Thank god he managed to change the direction of the stake.
Sheesh.
“How...Xander...what's going on?”
“It’s a looong story...but the end result is...there's more than one kind of
werewolf...and now I'm a werewolf.”
“Your face.”
“Yeah...the face gets kinda like a vamp's when I wolf out...except no
bumps...so that's cool. The lack of eyebrows looks kinda ridiculous though.”
“Your eyes are red.”
“That's because I'm an Alpha. Leader of the pack.”
She frowned and slumped beside him. “Start from the beginning?”
“Promise not to get all stabby with your stakes on me or the others? Cause that
kind of hurt and Willow won't be happy if you slay Oz. I won't be happy if you
slay any of us actually.”
“Xander. Just...start from the beginning.”
“Right.” He sighed. “So that first full moon after you left...Oz got out of his
cage...”
xxx
They were walking toward Giles' apartment, both quiet for the longest time. The
building had just come into view ahead of them when she broke the silence.
“So you and Cordy are taking a break...and she's okay with that?”
“I tell you about werewolves and summer adventures and that's the part you
focus on?”
“Well...I just think it’s really mature of you to let her go until you're both
ready.”
“Yeah...you know she's encouraging me to have sex with Tor.”
“One of the hyena kids right...one of your...what did you call them?”
“Betas.”
“How do you feel about that?”
He shrugged. “I'm seventeen and the thought of easy access to sex is appealing,
and Tor is awfully pretty.”
“You could have had all kinds of sex on Valentine’s Day.”
He shuddered. “Buff, no offense, but that was one of the scariest days of my
life. All those women. The older ones.”
She smiled a bit. “Older women scare you?”
“If you got roofied by a beautiful older woman, woke up in her basement and
watched her turn into a giant man eating bug older women would give you the
wiggins too. I can't even fantasize about them anymore.”
“Yuck. I didn't need to know that.”
“You shouldn't have brought up Valentine’s Day.”
“Believe me, won't do it again.”
They walked down the last steps to Giles apartment...and stared at the door. He
nudged her a bit. “Nothing will happen if you just stare at it. He's a Watcher,
not a Seer.”
She gave him a look. “What are you talking about?”
“Someone needs to do some more reading.”
Buffy elbowed him, he smirked at her because hey that didn't hurt, and then she
knocked on the door. It opened a moment later and Xander gestured to Buffy.
“Hey Giles. Look who I found.”
Giles stared for a moment. “Welcome home Buffy...Xander...why is there blood on
your shirt.”
“It was horrible Giles.” He gave Giles big innocent eyes. “Buffy tried to slay
me. I will be forever scarred.”
She tried to elbow him again and he dodged with a laugh. “Later Buff.”
“Aren't you coming in?”
He shook his head. “Nah. I figure the two of you need some time to talk.”
Xander moved forward and gave her a hug, glad the blood on his shirt was
already dried. “I'm glad you're back.”
Her strong arms hugged him back and she sighed. “I'm sorry you had to go find
super powers to make it without me.”
“Nah. Being a wolf is the best thing that's ever happened to me.” He kissed the
top of her head. “Night.”
He slipped away from her grasp and waved at them before disappearing into the
night.
xxx
Xander wrinkled his nose as he made his way to his nest.
Willow didn't know yet...but he wasn't staying with his parents anymore, he
hadn't for about a month. What was the point? The one time Tony had slashed him
with a broken bottle of Jack, nearly taking out his eye, the wound had healed
in seconds. Which Tony had seen and started freaking out...and then the moron
had run into a wall, knocking himself out.
And amusing as that had been in a sort of three stooges kind of way, he had no
idea what Tony would remember when he woke up. So...Xander had roped Tor into
helping him pack up his essentials. Clothes, mementos, weapons and his comics.
Surprisingly, or it had been at the time anyway, Tor offered to keep Jesse's
guitar safe, and some of the trinkets he'd had since he was a kid. Of course
now that he knew about Tor's crush that whole thing made sense.
As did the sight before him now. Tor in the middle of his nest. Naked.
Ye gods.
Xander snorted and shook his head. The area was cleaner than when Marcy had
squatted here. He liked his nest/hide out to be neat thank you very much. He
approached the nest/bed and knelt beside it. He flicked Tor's nose.
Tor's eyes opened and he gazed up at Xander, and a second later his arousal hit
Xander's nose. “You could have just said something.” Tor bared his throat and
Xander placed his hand on the tan skin, stroking his Adam’s apple. “You know
Cordy and I broke it off because I didn't think I'd do her justice with all of
this going on...not until I really find a balance.” Tor closed his eyes, but
remained quiet. “She also gave us her blessing. Said it would be hot if we had
sex, but I really don't want a relationship right now.”
Tor sighed and opened his eyes again. “Can't it just be sex?”
“Could we keep it as just sex?” Xander countered. “Because I tend to get
tangled up in emotions...and even if it was just sex...you'd be mine until I
say otherwise.” He knew his eyes were glowing red, could feel them change, as
everything became tinted with the color.
“I'm okay with that.”
“And what if you find someone you want more than me?”
“You're a good guy. You'd do the right thing.”
Xander snorted and cupped Tor's jaw. “What if I find someone that completes me
before you do.”
“I'm not against threesomes.”
“Well you have an answer for everything don't you.” He smirked down at Tor.
“You're sure about this.”
Tor nodded and sucked at Xander's thumb. “Yeah...but you totally need to come
home with me.”
“Uh huh, and what would your parents say?”
He shrugged. “I live with my Godfather. My parents disappeared when I was a
kid...and I don't get access to my trust fund until I'm eighteen. But he won't
care if my boyfriend moves in, I mean since your parents are alcoholics and
you're tired of having empty bottles thrown at you.”
Xander sighed. “I'm supposed to take care of the pack. Not mooch off them.”
“Move in with me and you'll have an address to put on job applications.”
He laughed at that. “Okay. I'm convinced.” Xander leaned down a bit and pressed
his lips to Tor's, slipping his tongue inside and putting the skills he'd
gotten from Cordelia to the test. When he pulled back Tor's eyes were glazed
and his lips red.
“Where did you learn to kiss like that?”
“Cordelia.”
“Damn. Too bad I'm gay.”
Xander snorted and gave Tor a shove. “Scoot over. We're staying here tonight;
we can take my clothes and things to your place tomorrow after school.” He
looked around the area he'd been staying for the past month. “We probably need
to keep the nest here though. For emergencies.”
“Sounds good. Fuck me?” Tor asked hopefully, moving his hips, thrusting his
hard cock against the air. “Please?”
Xander moved his hand to cup Tor's balls. “You sure?” He let his hand trail
down to Tor's opening, his fingers slid easily into the slick entrance.
“Well...you've been busy.”
Tor just grinned and tilted his hips so his fingers slid in deeper. “So?”
Xander smirked and leaned down to suck each of Tor's sacs into his mouth, then
licked the underside of the other teen's cock from base to tip. The whine that
erupted from Tor's throat was beyond tempting. “Roll over.” He slid his fingers
out of him and started to strip.
Tor grinned and moved so he was on his hands and knees and by the time Xander
was naked the other teen was ready for him. He watched Tor for a bit all that
tan skin and dusting of blond hair was...well he'd always thought Tor was
pretty. He slid his hands over Tor's hips, up his back, digging his fingers in.
“Xander.”
“Any more lube?” There was a rustling under the pillow and then Tor was handing
him a tube. “Thanks.”
“I'm already slicked up and stretched.”
“Not gonna hurt you, this is for my dick.”
Tor whined. “You won't hurt me.”
“Moron, an Alpha can hurt you, so yeah, more lube is essential.” He squeezed
some of it onto his hand, let it warm for just a moment and then slid his hand
over his dick, quite the familiar feeling. He moved behind Tor and prodded at
the other teen's entrance. “Last chance Tor. You're mine until I say
otherwise.”
A whine of “Alpha” was his answer and a look from a needy glowing blue gaze
tossed over a tan shoulder was all it took. Xander slid inside the warm body
and Tor groaned.
“Finally. Dude, you have no idea how long I've wanted your cock inside of me.”
Xander snorted and slid all the way out before shoving back in, harder, faster.
“Don't say dude when we're sexing. It’s weird.”
Tor laughed and wiggled a bit, trying to coax Xander into hitting a particular
spot. “Don't say sexing when we're fucking...and we live on the Hellmouth,
everything is weird.”
Xander smirked and stilled, much to Tor's displeasure, and leaned forward to
suck a bruise onto that tempting tan skin. Then he left a set of blunt teeth
marks beside it. Tor whined and thrust himself back onto Xander. Xander growled
and started thrusting again, letting his wolf take over, just a little.
When Tor yelled and spasmed around him he nearly stopped for fear he'd gotten
too rough. But Tor shook his head and whined. “Don't stop. Do it again. That
spot.”
“Ah. Got it.” And he hit it again. Thanks to Willow's anatomy lessons he knew
exactly what he'd discovered...and how creepy was it that he was recalling all
those times they'd played doctor as kids...and played it wrong. He pushed aside
those memories and concentrated on making Tor yell and scream and fuck himself
back onto Xander's cock. For a first time, with no emotions attached this was
pretty awesome.
He kept fucking into the overly willing body in front of him and leaned
forward, wrapping his arms around Tor's waist. Xander was seventeen and wasn't
going to last long so he reached low and grasped Tor's cock and stroked it with
his still slick hand and twisted his grip at the tip. Tor cried out, with an
almost howl and shuddered around him, releasing into Xander's hand. Xander bit
his shoulder with his human teeth and thrust a few more times before coming
with a growl...Tor collapsed and Xander fell forward with him, though managed
to roll them to the side, staying inside of Tor.
“Good?” Tor asked, still panting a bit.
Xander nipped at the nape of Tor's neck. “Very good.” He rolled his hips just
because and Tor twitched and spasmed a bit. “Go to sleep.”
And they did, Tor secure in Xander's arms.
xxx
Senior year was shaping up to be pretty insane.
They'd faced a horde of zombies, gained a second slayer, had a Jekyll and Hyde
case and of course there was the absolute madness that was Cordelia vs. Buffy
in the run for Homecoming Queen. When both girls had tried to recruit his
support he'd practically thrown Tor over his shoulder and ran from the library.
No way was he or the rest of his pack getting involved with that mess. Instead
they shut down Slayer Fest because that crap was just beyond creepy.
Well except for Rhonda and Kyle. They were too busy being crowned as Homecoming
Queen and King. Hadn't Buffy and Cordy been shocked by that, at least Rhonda's
win had stopped the feuding between them.
The thing with the Band Candy...had been interesting...and he could have done
without the images in his head of Giles and Mrs. Summers doing the nasty.
Thanks ever so much Buff. Ergghh.
 
The thing with Angel...his return from Hell didn't surprise Xander. He knew
Angel's scent, could smell traces of the vampire on Buffy. Not enough to be
worried, she never smelled like sex after seeing him, so he cut her some slack.
She'd tell them about him when she was ready. But then Faith had spotted them
together and the cat got let out of the bag.
That had been a bit of a cluster fuck. At least they'd caught on that the new
Watcher was a fake, thanks to all of the pack hearing the blip in her
heartbeat...the tell tale sign of a lie. Didn't help the Angel situation and
pretty much everyone was mad at Buffy for that...he'd been the only one of the
Scoobies to be quiet...well him and Oz.
Willow had been pretty righteous about it, just as she had been during the blow
up at Buffy's welcome home party...at least they were zombie free for this
argument.
When his best friend had turned at him, angry resolve face in place, finger
poking his chest she'd been almost livid. “Why aren't you upset about this? You
hate Angel.”
He'd shrugged. “He's been back for a while Wills. I was just waiting for Buffy
to tell us about him on her own.”
Buffy had given him such a shocked look...Giles on the other hand had turned
betrayed eyes on him. “Xander. What were you thinking?”
He flashed red eyes at them all and growled a little. “I was thinking Buffy had
been through enough, she was barely coping with sending the love of her life to
Hell...and then he comes back and she has to deal with all these feelings
again? Come on Giles our lives are messed up enough, yeah I know, he tortured
you...and if he loses his soul again I'll be at the head of the line to dust
him. Just back off a bit. Okay?”
It hadn't been easy...and conversations had been stilted for a few days but
they got through it. They got through it and were healing.
 
But this...this was the oddest thing to happen so far. Because there was Spike.
Spike the evil vampire, Slayer of Slayers...stumbling around the high school
parking lot beside an old car with blacked out windows that was half on the
side walk.
He stared, head tilted a bit. He could smell the booze from here, yuck. Tor
crept up beside him, watching the vampire curiously. “Why haven't you staked
him yet?”
Xander shrugged. “Not sure. Maybe because he's too drunk to even know what's
going on?”
“So you wanna sober him up before you dust him?” Tor glanced at the vampire
again. “He's kind of pretty.”
“So are you.”
“And I'm a really good fuck.” Tor grinned at him eagerly. “Think he is?”
Xander rolled his eyes. “Probably. He's over a hundred.”
“Nice.”
He gently cuffed Tor. “What makes you think I want a Master Vampire?”
“He's pretty. You could start a harem.”
“Tor.” He let a bit of a growl enter his voice and Tor ducked his head with a
smile. Then he sighed as they watched Spike trip over the curb and collapse on
the side walk...and stay there. “Well...we're not taking him to your house.”
“The nest?”
“Sure. Why not. Move the car...put it over by the school garage it won't look
out of place with the rest of the clunkers the shop classes are working on.”
“See, this is why you're the Alpha.” Tor made his way to the car and got it
started and drove it around the side of the school.
Spike lifted his head up a bit at the roar of the engine and frowned as the car
drove off without him. “What? Where you goin' you bloody sod.”
Xander snorted and picked Spike up, bridal style, before heading toward the
hidden entrance to the library. “So what brings you back Spike?”
The vampire flailed a bit. “What? Oi, what d'ya think you're
doin'...boy...Slayer's boy. Right? The pretty one Angel tried to offer me.”
“Yep, that's me.”
“Smell different.” Spike shifted to game face and nuzzled at Xander's throat.
“Different.”
Xander let his Beta face come forward and growled at Spike. “Keep your teeth to
yourself and away from my throat.” Spike pulled back a bit and stared at Xander
in confusion.
“Wolf. Bloody werewolf...and a proper one at that.” A shaky hand reached up and
traced over his face. “No eyebrows...red eyes.” Spike's golden gaze became
their human blue once more. “An Alpha...so that's what Dru meant. Shit.” And
then his eyes rolled up and he passed out.
Xander stared at him for a moment before shaking his head and carrying the
vampire inside the school. “Weird.”
xxx
They didn't actually put Spike in the nest. Instead they deposited him on one
of the air mattresses that now littered the area. The hideout had become a sort
of safe haven for any member of the pack, the only rules Xander had, were no
outsiders allowed...and spray the air freshener after sex. Of course bringing
Spike into the hideout meant Xander was totally breaking his own rule...he was
the Alpha. They could get over it.
Xander wasn't sure what he was going to do with a vampire, he just knew he
couldn't kill Spike when the guy was freaking one hundred sheets to the wind.
So they used the manacles Oz had bought for himself when he'd first figured out
he was a werewolf and chained the vampire up. No point in taking any chances.
With Spike secure Xander kicked off his shoes and settled back into his nest.
He closed his eyes, fully intending on going to sleep. However, Tor had other
ideas. Xander kept his eyes closed and listened to the familiar sound of Tor's
clothing sliding off his body. He kept still even as he heard the cap of the
lube snap open and the vanilla scent fill the air.
“I don't supposed you'd let me fuck you?” Tor whispered. At that Xander opened
his eyes just a bit, his gaze red and narrow. Tor snorted, already fingering
himself open. “Thought not. I'm okay with that.” And then Tor was reaching for
his jeans, working them open and freeing Xander's cock, another burst of
vanilla hit the air when Tor slathered some cool lube on him. “You'll let me
ride you though right?”
Xander just raised a brow. He and Tor had tried all sorts of positions...but he
had to admit, he liked watching Tor fuck himself on his dick. Finally he
reached for the other teen and pulled him on top. “Stupid question.” He kissed
Tor, plundered his mouth and nipped at his lips.
Tor grinned when Xander let him go. He was straddling Xander now and reached
back to guide Xander inside of him. It was a tight fit as always, and so hot.
Tor's body was addicting, and if Xander loved him this would be perfect. But
they had only lust...and for now that was enough.
He offered Tor the balance he needed, letting the Beta hold his hands as he
worked himself up and down with a twist now and again. Xander thrust up
occasionally, happy to let Tor do most of the work and when Xander felt his
orgasm approach he reached for Tor's cock and stroked him in time with the
movement of the other boy's hips. He let the familiar rush come over him and
thrust a little harder as he came, jabbing directly into Tor's prostate, Tor
came with a whine and a full body shudder before collapsing on him.
They lay there for a while, Tor practically unconscious on top of him before
Xander finally slid out and pulled a blanket over his Beta. Tor groaned but
didn't open his eyes and his breathing deepened as he actually fell asleep.
Xander reached for the container of baby wipes and cleaned himself up a bit
before snuggling next to Tor and falling asleep, completely ignoring the
vampire that was staring at him several feet away.
xxx
Xander's eyes opened just as he wrinkled his nose at the smell of stale sex. He
and Tor would definitely need to shower before school started...and to spray
around the nest with air freshener.
“Quite the show you two put on last night.”
Xander sat up and started to stretch, making his bones pop and he groaned in
near ecstasy at the feeling. “Why are you back, Spike? Thought you and Buffy
had a deal.”
“Deal was Dru and I stay gone. Just me innit? Didn't break the deal.”
He rolled his eyes and stood, glad to find he'd tucked himself away and
fastened his pants before falling asleep. “Still, you really shouldn't be
here.”
“Why didn't you stake me last night then?”
“Because you were completely hammered and I have a conscience. I'll escort you
out of town tonight...unless you want to fight me?”
Spike snorted and leaned back against the wall. “Not bloody likely. I've
tangled with your kind before, even seen one rip a Gnarl demon in half. No
thanks pet.”
“Good.” Xander nudged at Tor. “Hey. Tor. Wake up.” Tor grumbled and Xander
caught a flash of blue eyes. “Buddy, either you get up on your own or I help
you.”
Tor huffed and sat up. “Ugh. Fine.” He reached for his pants and slipped them
on. “What's the rush?”
“Gotta shower and clean up the nest.”
“What about the vamp?”
“He's staying where he is for now. Go.”
Tor rolled his eyes and grabbed the rest of his close before leaving the hide
out. Spike watched him leave before looking back at Xander curiously. “Pretty
that one.”
“Yeah. Always thought so.”
“Not much in the way of affection are you?”
“This coming from a vampire?”
“Oi! I was loyal to Dru for over a hundred years. I know plenty about
affection.”
Xander smirked. “Point. You're right though. Tor and I are just screwing.” He
gathered up the blankets and tossed them in a sack. “I'll pick up some blood
for you later.”
“And what exactly am I supposed to do all day?”
He raised a brow at the vampire. “Maybe you should have thought about that
before you came back to the Hellmouth in the middle of the night drunk off your
ass.” Xander grinned and slipped out of the hide out.
xxx
He'd quickly stashed the blankets in the trunk of Tor's car before heading to
the locker room for a shower and a change of clothes. Tor didn't mention Spike
and neither did Xander. When students started trickling into the school they
were already dried and dressed and lounging in the library.
Not many students came in the library, except for the Scoobies, and now
Xander's pack. However, on occasion, an occult enthusiast checked out one of
Giles' books...though the sneakier ones just came in to read them, but never
actually checked them out. Jonathan Levinson was one such sneaky student.
The main doors of the library opened and Jonathan made his way in, walking
quietly, he really shouldn't have bothered because Giles wasn't in yet,
probably still in the teacher's lounge. Xander had a key and had therefore let
himself into the library. What was interesting...was the way Tor eyed Jonathan
as the shorter boy gave them a glance and a little wave before continuing on
into the stacks.
It was something Xander had noticed for a while whenever Tor caught sight of
Jonathan. For all his enthusiasm in having sex with Xander, Tor wanted
Jonathan...and Xander could understand that. Jonathan was cute, and travel
sized. He nudged Tor and motioned toward the stacks where Jonathan had gone.
“You gonna follow him?”
“I'm yours.”
Xander smiled. “You want him.” It was a statement.
“I'm not going to just-”
“Hey, we said no strings. As much fun as we have together, you don't just want
him. You like him. I've seen the way you watch him Tor.”
“You letting me go? So soon?”
Xander shrugged. “I won't keep you from what you want, and I'm not going
anywhere.” He pulled Tor close and kissed his forehead. “Go.”
Tor smiled and stood, making his way into the stacks. Xander listened, and
grinned as he heard the start of a stilted conversation...followed by
confusion...and a tentative yes. And then Jonathan was sharing the latest book
he'd been reading with Tor...and Tor's heartbeat was content.
 
He got some strange looks from the pack after that; and from Buffy and Willow
throughout the day. All of them were aware of the arrangement Xander and Tor
had, and when Tor was suddenly glued to Jonathan's side it made them give him
questioning eyes. Xander shrugged and shook his head. It wasn't up for
discussion. Tor was happy and that was enough.
Cordy however had eyed the new couple and asked him point blank if Tor was
recruiting for a harem. Xander's harem. He'd snorted and laughed and waved her
off, disappointing her with his answer of no.
 
After school Xander stopped by the Red Cross for a few packs of rejected blood,
paid for it, though the intern gave him judging looks, and headed back to
school. Spike was still in the hideout where he'd left him. Xander tossed him
the first bag.
“It’s cold.”
Xander rolled his eyes. “It’s human. As soon as you eat and the sun goes down
you can leave town.”
Spike gave him a suspicious look. “That's it? Not going to stake me? Make
ridiculous Alpha Male threats?”
“Spike, I could literally rip you to piece with my bare hands. Do you really
want me to?”
“Not especially.” He sipped at the blood. “Where's your boy?”
“Moved on. He's got someone he likes for more than just sex.”
“Oh? What about you then?”
“It was fun, and now it’s over. Drink your blood.”
Spike watched him the entire time, but finished the bag and handed it back.
“Now what?”
“Now I smuggle you to your car, give you the rest of this blood and you leave
town.”
“Why are you letting me go? You've got me subdued and at your mercy, you could
do anything you want with me.” Blue eyes narrowed and a suddenly playful smirk
twisted Spike's lips.
Xander rolled his eyes when a fresh wave of lust filled the air. “No.”
That seemed to surprise the vampire. “What?”
“I said no.”
“Come now, I'm just as pretty as the boy. Prettier actually, and a lot more
experienced.” He stretched a bit to show off his body and Xander could see the
definition of very nice abs beneath the t-shirt.
However Xander gripped Spike's chin lightly...and kissed him. Spike froze in
surprise at the action, but opened his mouth greedily as Xander plundered him,
giving back as good as Xander gave him. Better even as Spike moved his tongue
in such a way that Xander hadn't encountered before. Nice. But then he pulled
back. “Sun should be down by now.” And then he removed the manacles and hauled
Spike to his feet. “Let’s get you to your car.”
Spike gaped at him, and then grumbled under his breath the entire way out.
“Bloody tease.”
 
The car was just where Tor had left it outside the garage the auto classes
worked out of. Xander handed the keys over and opened the driver side door.
“Goodbye Spike.”
“You're kidding. You kiss me like that and you don't want more.” Then he
smirked. “Well, you want more.” Long pale fingers reached out to run along the
seam of his zipper before he gripped Xander's erection through his jeans. “Why
aren't you taking it?”
Xander did his best to ignore the expert touch on his cock and snorted. “That's
a line I'm not going to cross.”
Spike sighed and dropped his hand from Xander's jeans. “Because I'm a vampire?”
“Because you're currently an enemy.”
“Then why are you letting me go?”
“Because you helped us stop Angel, at the very least you got Drusilla out of
the way and that helped Buffy save the world.”
“A free pass then.”
“This is your only get out of town undead card. Next time I'll stake you.”
Spike gave him one last smirk as he settled himself in the car. “Promise?”
Xander closed the door. “Goodbye Spike.”
“Oi! Promise or not pet?”
Xander huffed. “I don't sex up my enemies Spike.”
“And if I was an ally?”
He shrugged. “But you're not.”
Spike frowned, and it looked thoughtful as he started the car and pulled away
from the school. Xander watched until the car was no longer in sight before he
went back inside to air out the hideout and remove the smell of vampire from
the area. He wondered, not for the first time as he worked, why everyone was
suddenly so interested in him.
xxx
Things were quiet for a while after that...well Angel had a bit of a freak out
when some entity called the First Evil tried to get him to commit suicide. And
it snowed in Sunnydale for the first time ever. But other than that the
holidays passed without much fanfare. Xander was still staying with Tor and his
Godfather, but had moved into his own room since Tor was getting very serious
about Jonathan.
His own birthday came and went without much notice; Willow had suggested a
party and he had shot her down immediately. He did however get several cards in
the mail from the Hale Pack...and one from Kostek and Claudia. He pinned them
up on his bedroom wall where he could see them daily.
Buffy's birthday however...was something quite different.
 
It started a few days before her birthday actually, when he noticed that her
scent started to change...like maybe she'd started some sort of medication. As
far as he knew though she didn't need meds for anything. Just to be sure he
sneaked into her room via the window and checked, he didn't think she'd take
drugs...but then someone could be slipping her something. So while Joyce was
out he checked the entire house, and came to the conclusion that Buffy was
being dosed with something and it was happening elsewhere.
So the next day at school, the day before her birthday Xander planned to talk
to Giles about his suspicions. He got there while the Watcher was out and was
content to wait until he came back...but he caught the scent of whatever Buffy
was being dosed with...only more pure.
With a sinking heart, and a quiet rage, he tracked the scent down to Giles'
bag...where there was a vile and needle. He collapsed into the desk chair, both
items in his hands, staring at them in shock and betrayal. Why would Giles do
this?
He didn't move from his seat, even when he heard Giles' heartbeat come into
range, nor when the Watcher actually entered the library. When Giles was
standing in the office doorway, however, Xander lifted his head, eyes accusing.
“Xander.”
“Tell me everything...or I swear I'll rip your heart out with my claws.”
And his words broke something in Giles and the Watcher told him about Travers
and the Council and the archaic and insane test they wanted to put Buffy
through. When he was done Xander snapped the needle and threw the vile smashing
it against the office wall.
“Are you going to kill me? I wouldn't stop you, wouldn't fight it.”
“Jesus Giles...you're one of the best things that has ever happened to any of
us. You're the closest thing to a Dad a lot of us really have. I don't want to
kill you...but if you ever betray our trust like this again...I'm not going to
have a choice. Or at least I'll run you out of my territory.”
“I understand.”
“Good. Now take me to Travers.”
 
Xander rode shotgun in Giles car. The Watcher had been a little shocked about
his decision. Not going to confront Travers...but to do so in his full Alpha
form. It was a good intimidation factor, though his full wolf from was large
and barely fit in the passenger seat. It was a bit of a bonus that having a
huge brown wolf made Giles a little nervous which was fine with Xander as he
was still pissed off at the man.
It was barely mid-morning when they pulled up to the old boarding house and
Giles parked his car before getting out and holding the door open for Xander.
The Alpha hopped out, the shoulders his wolf form coming up to the man's waist.
Xander still wasn't sure how he'd folded himself into the front seat. He was so
lounging in the back when they went back to school.
Giles shut the car door and led him to the building, opening the door and
letting Xander enter first. It was dark inside, and smelled of dust and
mold...and a vampire. Xander growled low in his throat.
An older man, Travers he assumed, one that was well fed stepped into the room
from a far doorway. “Really Rupert, what are you-” He froze at the sight of
Xander. “What on earth-is that an Alpha?” Xander growled again, his eyes
flashing red. “Good lord. Where did you find him?”
“Actually he's local...and a friend of Buffy. He has something he wants to say
to you.”
And then Xander was dashing across the room toward Travers, who backed into a
wall, and Xander shifted back to human form only to slam his fist into the wall
beside the man's head. “You. Are not welcome in my territory.”
Xander could smell the fear coming off the man in waves, but other than a bit
of sweat at his temple he remained outwardly calm. “Your territory?”
“Sunnydale. Its mine. And the Council is no longer welcome here.”
“Really?”
Muffled laughter sounded from the coffin against the wall to Xander's left. He
snorted and walked to it, naked as the day he was born, and ripped the front
from the container. The vampire inside was still chuckling...right up until
Xander reached into the coffin and ripped his head from his shoulders. The head
and body disintegrated and Xander clapped the ash away.
“I, Alpha Harris, declare the Watcher's Council an enemy of my pack. You and
yours are no longer welcome here. You needlessly endanger lives in the name of
tradition and idiocy.”
“And Giles?”
“Giles is one of mine.”
Travers sank into a chair, pale and shaky. “Consider yourself fired Rupert.”
“I quit about half an hour ago actually. Alexander? Alpha?”
Xander nodded and moved toward Travers and placed a hand on the man's shoulder,
claws digging in just a bit. “Buffy does not work for you. She is a human
being, not a tool. If you ever try to contact her again, I'm going to tie you
up and leave you to the mercy of Joyce Summers.” He smirked, eyes glowing as
leaned in. “There is nothing scarier than a protective mother. She'd kill you
in a heartbeat for endangering her daughter.”
“Understood.”
“Good. You send anyone to replace Giles and we'll ship them back in a box.”
Xander straightened and stalked out of the boarding house, Giles followed him
and once they were outside in the sun the former Watcher eyed him.
“Perhaps you should change back...you are after all, still nude.”
“Convincing though.”
“Quite. Would you really ship another Watcher back to London in a coffin?”
“Giles, I said box, not coffin. I was thinking storage crate with air holes and
a bucket...with some water and dried goods.” He grinned cheekily at the man
before shifting back.
“Well played lad. I suppose I should stop by a burger place and procure you a
little something? The least I can do for all this, and I'll find a way to make
up the rest.”
Xander licked Giles hand in acceptance and wagged his tail before bounding
toward the car. He was going to give the man Hell for a while, and make him
take Buffy to the ice show, but eventually they would be good again.
xxx
The rest of the year flew by in the usual Sunnydale brand of crazy. The
Hellmouth tried to open and while the others were taking care of that, with the
help of his pack, Xander and Oz were taking care of Zombies who were intent on
blowing up the school. He'd been a little surprised that the zombies were
different and not mindless like the ones that had crashed Buffy's Welcome home
party, but they were easier to deal with.
Faith and Buffy almost killed a man on patrol; luckily Buffy had yanked Faith
back before she actually staked the guy...and after a bit of calming tea he
readily spilled the beans about who was in control of Sunnydale. Who had been
running things behind the scenes for a hundred years. No one had expected the
Mayor to be evil; sure he was a politician...but come on!
Buffy had a close call after that, and nearly lost her mind due to a brand new
psychic power. The only thoughts she couldn't hear were Angel's...his and the
packs' were hearable, but muffled, sort of like static on a radio. They killed
the other demon they needed for her cure and saved her in time to stop the
lunch lady from poisoning the entire student body with bad Jello.
Then Prom happened.
 
As promised he offered to take Cordy, even pay for her dress when she confessed
she wasn't going to go, and then with a bit of prodding she told him everything
that had happened to her. How her dad was in prison for not paying several
years of back taxes, how she no longer had a car and was barely able to afford
the hotel room she was staying in with the job she was working.
He packed her stuff up and moved her into Tor's house, which was his free and
clear now that he was eighteen, though his godfather still lived there. The
only thing Xander scolded her for was not telling him her situation sooner;
she'd been in danger the entire time living in a hotel, no threshold barrier to
protect her from the vamps.
So he bought her the dress and helped Buffy kill the Hellhounds that Tucker
Wells tried to set loose on Prom night. He'd set them loose too early though,
it was still daylight and hours before prom. Still one got as far as the school
hall before they got it and Xander snapped its neck.
Peter was Heidi's date and had showed up early and was getting the tour when
they caught up with the hound and killed it. Heidi and Peter stared at the dead
beast in shock.
“What the hell is that?” Peter has asked; voice high.
“Hellhound. Help us bury them would you? There are three more outside.”
 
Prom itself went off without a hitch, despite the break up that was Angel and
Buffy's relationship. Peter was Heidi's escort, Xander was Cordelia's and the
rest of the pack was paired off. Tor and Jonathan, Willow and Oz, Rhonda and
Kyle, and Faith with Devon of all people.
It was probably one of the most peaceful nights they'd had at their school and
when their class gave Buffy the award created just for her the pack filled the
room with literal howls of approval.
xxx
Graduation was another story.
Knowing the Mayor's plans ahead of time helped and they were ready for him,
even though he turned into the biggest snake anyone had ever seen, ever. It was
a joint effort, containing him and then dismembering him.
Willow, Amy and Jonathan had used a spell to slow him down, bog his movements
while the pack converged on him. They ripped and tore at him while Xander
darted around in front of him in full wolf form, taunting the overly large
demon leading him into the school where they had planted several explosives.
Once the pack had chased Wilkins into the school, close to the library they
bailed, running away at full speed. Xander and Buffy, who had kept ahead of
him, were in the library and without a thought Buffy hopped on his back and
hung on while he easily carried her through the window, glass breaking all
around them.
“Now Giles!”
And then the school blew up in a series of explosions and the entire area shook
with the force of each...and then it rained down on them. The debris and
remains of the mayor. Ew.
 
They gathered on a clear spot across from what used to be their school, sitting
on the grass, relaxed, tired. Xander was still in full Alpha form, curled
around Cordelia when a couple of familiar cars drove up and parked. Talia Hale
climbed from behind the wheel of one of the cars; her husband did the same from
the other. One by one the Hales exited their cars and stared at the remains of
Sunnydale High.
Peter made his way over first and took Heidi's hand. “What happened?”
Heidi grinned. “We blew up the school.”
The Hales all gaped at the group of teens and Giles, then excited cries came
from two small figures as they barreled toward Xander and Cordelia. Cordelia
watched in amusement as two little boys tackled Xander and her as she was
leaning against his wolf body.
Talia approached them and nodded her head at Xander, eyes flashing red. “Alpha
Harris.” Xander huffed and nodded back. “I wasn't aware you could take this
form. Not all Alphas can.”
Buffy grinned at her. “Xander has a habit of breaking the old rules, and making
new ones to suit him.”
“Can we go play now?” The smaller boy asked.
Talia looked to Xander. “Well Stiles I think you'll have to ask Xander.”
Xander huffed again and looked at Derek and Kostek...Stiles and nodded. Then he
stood, both boys sitting on his back as he trotted away. The pack all rose and
followed him to the nearby elementary school where they promptly took over the
playground and the sun finally moved out from behind the moon, the eclipse over
at last.
xxx
“You're going back with the Hale's then?” Giles asked.
Xander nodded. “Just for the summer. Tor, Jonathan and Oz are staying behind to
help with patrol and the magic side of things. Rhonda and Kyle are going on
vacation with his parents...Heidi and I are going to Beacon Hills. I'll be back
before school starts up again.”
“Are you planning on attending college?”
“I think so. I made good enough grades this year; I got accepted into more
schools than I thought I would.”
“I'll pay your tuition.”
Xander nearly dropped the dagger he was packing into his bag. “What?”
“I still feel like I have a lot to atone for...and I can afford it. I offered
to pay Cordelia's as well if she wanted. She's still thinking it over. I did
buy her a bus ticket to L.A. and found a place for her to stay.”
“Giles I-”
“Think it over...you said I was like father to you lot...well you are all my
children. Family does go beyond blood Xander.”
“Okay. But if I ever go to you to help me study, at least know what you're
talking about.”
Giles blinked at him in confusion. “What?”
“Oh, I got question wrong on my geography final because of you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. Last year when you first told me about the Hale Pack you said they were
in a town close to the Claifornia/Washington state border.”
“And?”
Xander looked at him and stated very calmly. “There is no California/Washington
state border.”
“How is that possible?”
“There's this thing, a place really between them called Oregon.”
Giles rolled his eyes. “Bloody Americans.”
Xander just grinned.
 
A few days later he was in the backseat of Talia's car sitting between two
sleeping boys on the way to Beacon Hills with the whole summer ahead of him.
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Chapter Notes
     Due to a lengthy and tiresome private review I got over at Twisting
     the Hellmouth I found a way to extend this story. So enjoy these
     shorter chapters that are the result of my frustration. (They're from
     different points of view so that's nifty anyway)
Orders of Business
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Disclaimer: Buffy and Teen Wolf aren't mine.
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Oz
The first thing Xander had done after they'd left Beacon Hills was to make a
stop at Oxnard. Oz had kept his aunt and uncle in the loop regarding everything
wolf-y and once they'd given their permission, Xander had agreed to give Jordy
the bite.
Oz wasn't sure how he felt about Jordy getting bitten since he was still little
and couldn't really give consent...but since the biting incident with him Aunt
Maureen had quit her job to be a stay at home mom. Uncle Ken was running
himself ragged working extra shifts to make ends meet; but they didn't want to
put some unsuspecting babysitter at risk for lycanthropy.
But if Jordy was a Beta, like Oz was now, he wouldn't be able to accidentally
turn anyone else. So it was a win on all sides, well, most sides. There would
be the super strength and enhanced speed...and wolfing out. But at least Jordy
wouldn't be a miniature monster factory. And with a little work Jordy could
learn control at a young age.
It was worth a shot.
 
The sun had already set when they pulled into Oxnard, but Oz navigated the
familiar streets with ease and parked his van in the driveway of Uncle Ken and
Aunt Maureen's modest one story abode.
“This is it?” Kyle asked; his tone was a little snide. Xander reached back and
flicked his forehead. “What was that for?”
“Not everyone has as much money as you or the Hales.”
“Like your parents?”
Without missing a beat Xander replied. “My parents drink all their money. The
house looks nice Oz.”
Kyle didn't say anything else and Oz shot Xander a look and gave a little nod.
Xander grinned.
Nothing else was said as the others were roused from the pile of groggy teens
in the back and they followed Oz to the front door. He knocked and a moment
later Aunt Maureen answered the door, opening it with Jordy balanced on her
hip. “Oz! Welcome back!”
Jordy stared at them, eyes so focused and intent, not at all like he usually
was, nostrils flaring as he breathed in. And then he growled, his eyes turning
black and he started to struggle out of his mom's grip. Oz tried to take him
but Jordy snapped his teeth and Oz backed off. Xander, however, dropped his
duffle, grabbed Jordy's chin and forced the toddler to meet his gaze.
Jordy bared his teeth and tried to growl, the sound coming out high and
squeaky. Xander was no puppy though and bared his own teeth as his eyes turned
red and growled back, long, low, and deep. Jordy jumped a bit, startled, before
averting his gaze and baring his throat. Xander leaned forward and gave the
pale skin the tiniest of nips. Jordy whined and climbed into Xander's arms.
Oz smirked a little. “You have a way with kids.”
Xander sighed and nodded, not exactly happy about it. “So it would seem.”
Oz turned back to his Aunt. “Care to put us up for a couple of days?” She
didn't seem to hear him at first, still surprised over the quickly resolved
dispute she'd just witnessed. “Aunt Maureen?”
She blinked and brought her attention back to him. “Of course, you're always
welcome Oz, you know that. Come-”
“Don't...” Oz told her. “Invitations into your home are bad.”
“What?”
“Vampires.”
She frowned at him. “But you're all werewolves...right?”
He nodded. “But some night one of your friends might show up unexpected after
they've been missing a few days. Best to get out of that habit of inviting
people in.”
“Alright, I'll keep it in mind. Anyone hungry? I made chili.”
Xander immediately gave her one of his best smiles, it was the one he gave all
parental units who gave him food, and Oz could just see any resolve Aunt
Maureen had left melt away. Xander would definitely be welcome in her home for
a long time to come.
 
They ate most of the chili Aunt Maureen had fixed and Uncle Ken got home in
time to eat a bowl before it was totally devoured. In between bites he asked
Xander all sorts of questions, about being the kind of wolf they were, and
Xander answered the best he could. Oz helped, Talia had tutored all of them,
not just Xander, though she'd been surprised by their control after the change.
Oz hadn't been, they'd been an unusual pack before the bite, and of course they
would still be unusual after it.
Xander ended up giving Uncle Ken Talia's number so he could further his
knowledge about the type of wolf his son was going to be. And then they stopped
stalling and Uncle Ken and Aunt Maureen led them down to the basement, Xander
trailing behind, carrying Jordy.
Oz halted and looked behind him at the others before calling down to Xander.
“Should they stay back?”
Xander paused and considered it. “Maybe. This could go as smooth as yours or he
could panic because of unfamiliar wolves.” Then he nodded. “Good call, hang
back guys.”
The others grumbled but Oz didn't care. He was more worried about Jordy's
safety than their hurt feelings. He nodded at them and closed the door behind
him.
He hadn't been in the basement, not since Jordy was born and as he stepped into
the room he could see why.
There was a cage against the far wall, one that was much sturdier than the one
in the library. Which made sense, it was made to protect books, not lock in a
wolf, like this one. Jordy would never have gotten loose the way Oz had. His
aunt and uncle had taken Jordy's life very seriously, with all of its quirks.
“You have something to tranq him if he goes wild?”
They nodded and each brought out a gun, similar to the one Giles had. Xander
put Jordy down and pulled his own out of the back of his pants and handed it to
Oz, butt first. “Just in case.”
“Right.”
Xander led Jordy by the hand into the cage; Uncle Ken shut the door and locked
it behind them. Then Xander took Jordy's hand. “Do you want to be a wolf like
Oz?”
Jordy frowned and looked at Oz. “I bit Oz. Wolf now.”
“Oz.”
Oz stepped closer and let his beta form take over. “I'm different now Jordy.
Xander made me a real werewolf.”
“My god, you can talk in that form?”
“Yeah, it’s pretty cool. What do you think Jordy?”
Jordy was staring, mouth open in surprise. “Cool! I can be like that?”
Xander grinned. “You sure can...but its gonna hurt.”
“Really?”
“Well yeah. I have to bite you, with wolfy teeth.”
Jordy made a face. “Can Oz do it?”
“Nope. Only an Alpha like me can do it. Another Alpha, a pretty lady named
Talia, had to bite me.”
“Who bit her?”
“No one, she was born a werewolf, just like her brother, and three of her
kids.”
“Let me see.”
Xander nodded and then wolfed out. His ears grew longer, pointed, his eyebrows
disappeared, and his teeth grew sharp. He blinked red eyes at Jordy. “What do
you think?”
“Okay. Bite fast.”
“The band-aid theory doesn't actually work with bites, but I'll do what I can.
Ready?”
Jordy nodded and took a deep breath. Xander raised his shirt up and bit his
side.
Jordy screamed.
 
While he was distracted by the pain Xander pulled away and stripped; and
seconds later there was a giant brown wolf in the cage with Jordy. Jordy was
huddled holding his wound, but Xander pushed his hands away and licked at it,
soothing the bite, an apology, Oz realized.
“Oh my god.” Aunt Maureen whispered. “He's beautiful...Will Jordy be able to do
that?”
Oz shook his head. “Only an Alpha can do that.”
“What a shame.”
He nodded in agreement, and then smiled as Jordy's eyes became gold and he
wolfed out for the first time. The transition was smooth, painless, as it had
been for him, for all of them really. It made Oz wonder if already having a
beast or touch of animal inside of them was the reason for the lack of pain.
They were the only bitten wolves Talia Hale knew of that had not suffered
immense pain during their first change.
“I think he'll be okay. Want me to let the others in?” He asked. Xander gave a
nod and Oz moved toward the stairs. “Thanks Xander.”
Xander wagged his tail.
 
Oz ended driving the others back to Sunnydale the next day. Their parents were
a little peeved that they'd just taken off with flimsy cover stories. The four
of them were grounded until further notice. Oz's parents weren't worried while
Xander's didn't care. Aunt Maureen overheard that part of the conversation and
was outraged on Xander's behalf. Xander had reassured her it was fine, his
parents not keeping track of him meant he could help more people. Like Oz and
Jordy.
Aunt Maureen still hadn't been satisfied and offered to adopt him then and
there. Xander had given Oz confused and wide eyes. His Alpha wasn't sure how to
handle this situation.
“Its cool Aunt Maureen, one of us will take care of Xander. He wouldn't want to
move from Sunnydale just before senior year anyway.”
“Yes, exactly. Also we need to patrol, lots of vampires to dust.” Xander gave
her a smile. “But thank you for the offer.”
 
It only took a couple of days for Jordy to control his change, like the rest of
them they found their new inner wolves to be much tamer and easier to deal with
than what they'd been before. After that Oz and Xander finally returned to
Sunnydale.
xxx
Willow
One moment she was on her way to Giles' place for their bi-weekly meeting,
walking to his apartment complex, armed to the teeth; the next there was a
vampire jumping from the nearest clump of bushes, its teeth aimed at her face.
Willow tumbled back and thrust her stake, one of three, forward and into the
vampire's chest. It dusted, a surprised look on its face and she coughed,
sitting up quickly, not wanting to get caught unawares again.
“Stupid vampire, looking surprised. Of course you're going to get staked when
you're a walking cliché. Hiding in bushes, going for the face instead of the
neck,” She grumbled out loud.
“It was poor technique I'll give you that.” A new voice said. Willow whirled
around, stake at the ready, to see another vampire, male. “But it wasn't
entirely his fault, it was his first hunt. I'm new to this sire business, but
practice makes perfect.” Before he could take a step, however, Oz was there and
the vampire was suddenly dust.
“Oz! You're back! How did you do that?”
He smiled at her and held out his arms. “Call it an upgrade. Need a ride to
Giles'?”
She moved toward him, touching his skin once they were close enough, he was
warm, and she was satisfied he was alive. “There could be more vampires.”
He tilted his head and then shook it. “I don't hear anything moving except us,
and Xander.”
“Was your hearing that good before? What do you mean upgrade? People don't
upgrade.”
“Werewolves can...sometimes.” He nodded behind her and Willow turned to see a
huge brown dog trotting up to them, it was bigger than any dog she'd ever seen.
“Oh, puppy!” She knelt down to pet it, but froze when she saw its red eyes.
“Oz?”
“It’s Xander.”
The dog wagged its tail.
“How? Are you sure?”
“He's a werewolf, my Alpha...try not to freak out okay?”
She nodded and stood back up to watch him carefully. His face changed and at
first glance he looked like a vampire. But his eyes were gold now, not yellow,
and his eyebrows were completely gone, which looked kind of silly. His teeth
were bigger, the incisors especially, and the little bumps that vamps had were
nowhere in sight.
“You look kind of like a-”
“Yeah, that's why I asked you not to freak out.”
“But why is Xander an actual wolf?”
“That will take some explaining. Come on, the van is this way, so are Xander's
clothes.”
Xander wagged his tail again and bounded away while they followed at a more
leisurely pace. By the time they got to the van, Xander was human-shaped and
mostly clothed, lacking only shoes and a shirt.
“That was really you? Wasn't it?” She asked.
Xander nodded and slipped on his shirt. When his face emerged his brown eyes
flashed red. “Yeah.”
“You better tell me everything Mister.”
“All that I can Wills, promise.”
 
They didn't tell her what had happened right away, they were literally just
getting back from Oxnard after spending a couple of days with Oz's aunt and
uncle. Before that they'd spent a month in some place called Beacon Hills.
Either way they'd been out of town and wanted to check in with Giles.
Xander gave up the passenger seat to her so she'd be by Oz and flopped in the
back on a mattress and pile of pillows...it looked like Oz's collection had
grown some. Neither said anything of any real importance on the ride to Giles'
place, they just asked her how her vacation with her parents had been, and how
long she'd been back.
Her vacation had been interesting, not as much as theirs Willow suspected, hers
being free of strange new werewolves, but she got excited anyway about the trip
to New York and the exhibit she'd seen. Both boys smiled at her, as if they
just needed to hear her at her babbliest. Maybe they did.
She talked all the way to Giles' apartment and then from the parking lot to the
actual door. Xander knocked on the door and Willow paused, taking a breath, and
Giles opened the door. Willow couldn't help herself. “You sent them on a wild
werewolf chase and didn't tell me?”
“I did actually.”
Willow frowned. “You told me Xander and Oz went to see a werewolf to help Oz
get control of his beast.”
“Yes.”
“They did a lot more than that.”
Giles raised a brow and Xander shrugged. “She's right Giles, we did more than
that. Want to hear about it?”
“I suppose. Make yourselves comfortable, I'll put the kettle on and dish out
some biscuits.”
They filed in and did as he told them, Willow curled up with Oz on the sofa and
Xander alone in an armchair. Silence reigned in the living room until Giles
came out of his tiny kitchen with a tea service, tea and cookies on it.
“Oh...” Xander blinked. “Biscuit is British for cookies.”
“Quite.” Giles muttered. “Americans.” Willow giggled and Giles served them
their tea and left them to get their own cookies. “Now, why don't we start from
the beginning? Willow, I told you about Oz getting loose?”
“Yes.”
“Well then, we'll start there.”
 
She listened to the story, rather fixedly, thinking only of the words they wove
together. Xander had always been a good storyteller, even when they were little
and Jesse had his first sleepover...Xander's stories were always the best.
But...
This changed everything. Xander had a whole pack of werewolves, all of them
fast and strong like a slayer. What did he need her for? What would anyone need
her for?
“But Xander, we already have so much to do. We have to patrol until Buffy gets
back, we have a responsibility to the people of Sunnydale. If we don't protect
them, who will?”
“Wills, it’s cool. I can be Alpha and still be a Scooby. Being Alpha is
actually kind of easy, sort of. I mean I've done it before; and this time I'm
in total control of myself. It’s awesome...I mean I wasn't sure about it at
first. But I like the way I am now.”
“So you're just gonna replace Buffy with yourself and a bunch of wolves? No
offense Oz.”
“None taken.”
“That's not fair Willow.”
“They're the mean kids.”
“Willow! It’s done. We're all werewolves now and we don't have to Oz watch
anymore. I'll take the pack out into the desert on the full moon and keep them
in check. Don't worry about it.”
“They're not your responsibility Xander.”
Giles sighed. “Actually they are Willow. He is their Alpha, their leader...Oz's
as well.” He looked at Xander, and there was some pride there in his eyes. “I
must say I didn't expect you to go that far to help Oz.”
Willow fell silent and didn't say much after that, lost in thought. The other
Alpha hadn't just given Oz the bite. Instead she'd made Xander do it. Made
Xander give up being human to help Oz...and now both of them would be harder to
hurt. Maybe...maybe this really was a good thing.
 
A week later she decided that it was definitely a good thing. She'd watched
Xander and Oz tear apart a few demons with their clawed hands...and neither had
a scratch on them, as they'd already healed. Oh yeah...this was definitely
good.
xxx
Joyce
There was a sound outside, one she hadn't been expecting and it put her on
edge. Heck, she'd been on edge since Buffy had told her the truth about
everything. It was all overwhelming and Joyce really didn't think she could
take any more surprises.
But she wasn't going to be afraid in her own home, so she rose from the couch
where she'd been reading a book, and moved to the fireplace. She picked up the
shovel that was next to the fire poker and moved slowly to the kitchen.
Whatever it was, she would go out the back and surprise them.
She moved as quietly as she could out the kitchen door and moved around the
side of the house, and nearly hit Xander over the head with her small shovel.
He caught her hand as she swung the shovel toward him, but his grip stopped
her, and she couldn't budge.
He gave her wide eyes in the dark. “I realize I probably should have called
before coming over and I apologize.”
“Xander! What are you doing here? You realize I could have hurt you?”
“Well, I was on patrol, making sure nothing monster-y was hanging around
planning to snack on you...and while the shove would hurt, I'd heal.”
“Not if I hit you just right.”
He smiled and let go of her arm. “Went through a few changes, you can't kill me
with a shovel Mrs. Summers.”
“Oh god.” She took a step back. “You're a vampire.”
“No! No, no, no. Werewolf.”
“Oh...and you won't be doing any eating?”
“Ah, no. I stopped by Happy Burger on the way here. I'm good.”
“Oh...good. So you were patrolling?”
“Yep.”
“Is that something you usually do?”
“Well it is now; we're picking up the slack while Buffy is...uh...away. But
before it was only on special occasions...like avoiding homework or when Buffy
was sick.”
Joyce blinked, remembering something. “That's right. She was out with you kids
when she collapsed with the flu. She was patrolling then? When she was so
sick?”
“Yeah...and she almost wailed on me with a weapon...you Summers women have got
to stop trying to kill me.”
Joyce managed a small giggle. “I don't suppose you'd want to come in for some
hot chocolate?”
He gave her a look of such longing for a second that she nearly dragged him
inside then and there, but he shook his head. “I have a couple more
neighborhoods to cover before I turn in. Rain check?”
“Of course, then you can tell me all about the secrets you kids have been
keeping.” She couldn't help the bitter accusation that filled her voice.
Xander's face seemed to lose all of his usual jovialness. “You yourself said
you blew up at her. She'll come back when she's ready.”
“She should have told me before hand. Before everything got so crazy.”
“She did, and you locked her up.”
Joyce squeezed the handle of the shovel so hard her knuckles turned white. “She
told you about that.”
“Yeah.”
“I didn't know.”
“And she probably had to kill her lover to save the world right after you
kicked her out. She'll come back when she's done having her freak out.”
“I think we've talked enough.”
He nodded and seemed to disappear in the shadows.
 
The next night when she heard a noise it was more of a scratching at her front
door. Joyce grabbed the poker this time and went to the door and opened
it...and stared.
There was a very large brown wolf...a wolf sitting on her porch. A wolf with
red eyes and a nylon collar that was lime green and darker green tags. Its
tongue lolled out of its mouth and its tail thumped heavily on the porch.
Cautiously Joyce peered at the tags. Xander. Xander's name was on the tag,
along with Giles' name, number and address. Goodness...Xander had said he was a
werewolf...but she hadn't really believed him.
She stood aside and motioned him in, he stood and loped inside, a big canine
smile on his furry face. Not sure what else to do she led him to the kitchen
and got the largest mixing bowl she had and filled it with water and put it in
the floor for him...and one thing led to another and suddenly she was fixing
steaks for the two of them and telling Xander everything.
Her thoughts on Buffy being a slayer, her fears about losing her daughter,
worry that she wouldn't come back...and Xander sat and listened. Wagging his
tail at the happier memories she shared, putting his head on her knee for the
sad ones...and when she broke down and started to cry, sinking to the kitchen
floor he let her bury her face in his fur and hang on tight.
And so he did this every night, let her pour her heart out, get everything off
her chest and never said a word. He was a wolf each time and just let her talk.
They never spoke about it when he was human, and he only stopped coming by
after Buffy came home...but Joyce knew that if she needed to talk to him, talk
to his wolf, she only had to track him down.
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***** Happy Returns *****
Happy Returns
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Cordelia
Xander had left nearly an hour ago and Cordelia had been crying ever since.
It didn't make a lot of sense, not really. They hadn't been the most stable
couple, and they'd had a couple of major blow ups, but Xander...He'd found a
way into her heart. Even if they never got back together his place in her heart
was secure. Apparently that was the sort of thing that happens when someone
saves you again and again. You developed confusing feelings, then fond
ones...and then boom you were in love. Well...maybe. She'd never been in love
before, so who knows what this was.
Cordelia blew her nose again and held the pendent he'd given her on Valentine’s
Day close to her heart. She wasn't ready to let go of him yet...and she'd watch
his back, she couldn't stop doing that if she tried. She'd give him the time he
needed...and she'd make one Hell of a scene tomorrow because he'd asked.
Xander had come into power, something he had probably wanted once upon a time.
Now that he had it...he was different...instead of making him confident and
sure of himself...the power made him wary. He wanted to be careful.
She really hoped he found some sort of balance soon.
xxx
“You hear me? I'm done with you Alexander Harris! And if you even think about
crawling back, begging me for another chance, it will be the last thing you
ever do!” She whirled in her heel and stomped off, not even paying attention to
where she was going. They'd both played their parts perfectly. She was enraged;
he was quiet and ashamed, never meeting her eyes.
And she'd hated every second of the farce.
It was anyone's guess how she ended up in the stacks, curled up against the
shelves in the quiet shadows of the library. She couldn't remember the library
ever being a safe haven prior to Buffy's appearance in Sunnydale, but it was
where Giles found her some time later.
Everyone was in class, the library was quiet, and she was skipping; class be
damned. Giles nearly jumped when he came across her, startled.
“Cordelia?”
She didn't bother looking up at him. “Go away Giles. I'm moping...and hiding.”
“I expected to find Xander here, not you.”
“Is this where he comes to think?”
“Sometimes...would you like to talk about it?”
“There's nothing to talk about.”
He frowned. “You very publicly broke up with a boy...what did Xander do to
enrage you so?”
“He asked me to.”
“Beg pardon?”
She sighed. “He asked me to break up with him like that.”
Giles stood there, gaping for a moment. “What on earth for?”
“He gave a bunch of reasons...new responsibilities, putting in an effort with
school, taking up the slaying slack.”
“Of all the ridiculous...should I have a talk with him...possibly break the
lad's nose?”
“No...He’s unsure about us. About his own ability to commit. He's unsure of
what his life will be like now...and...”
“What is it?”
“If he had broken up with me...I'd be a laughingstock. But by breaking up with
him, I saved face, made him the bad guy.”
“He was trying to save you what pain he could.”
“Yeah.”
“Teenagers make no bloody sense sometimes...what will you do now?”
“I'm still going to hang around, help with research and emergencies. You losers
aren't getting rid of me that easily.”
“And Xander?”
“We have an understanding. I'll wait for him to get it together...unless I get
a better offer, like from some lonely multimillionaire. If I do he's not
allowed to get jealous.”
Giles chuckled. “Well, if you're not going to class, perhaps you'd care to help
me clean up after this morning's madness?”
She nodded and he helped her to her feet. “Sure.”
xxx
Tor appeared at her side at the end of the day when she was at her locker, a
hopeful look on his face. “So if you're done with Xander, mind if I test the
waters?”
She lifted a brow and stared at him. “Test the waters...oh. You want in his
pants.”
“Yep.”
“Huh...how long?”
“Er...since the possession.”
“Wow Tor, pathetic much?”
He made a face at her. “Thanks really, but do I have a chance?”
She thought about it. “Well he is fond of blonds with green eyes, if the guy
thing doesn't freak him out you might have a chance.” Then she smiled at him, a
predator's smile that made him take a step back. “But I want details.”
“Hey, you dumped him.”
Cordelia rolled her eyes. “Because he asked me to. But it’s more like taking a
break.”
He frowned and looked disappointed. “So...”
“Go for it.”
“Really?”
“Yep, get pictures if you can.”
“Yeah no chance of that.” He grinned and kissed her cheek. “I'll take good care
of him for you Queen C.”
“You better.” She grumbled and watched him walk away and admired the tight
jeans he was wearing. Xander better appreciate the boy toy she was sending his
way and she went home with warm thoughts of Xander and Tor entwined together.
It made her smile.
xxx
School was normal those first couple of days, then Xander made things weird
about halfway through the first week. Cordelia watched her classmates as they
witnessed Xander not only survive an encounter with Jack O'Toole, but surpass
him and frighten him by the end of it. O'Toole was left to scurry away and
Xander went back to retrieving his food from the kitchen like nothing had
happened. When he sat down with Willow and Oz he had the entire cafeteria's
attention; especially when Kyle's gang, now belonging to Xander, joined their
table.
He seemed puzzled, by the silence, by Willow's awed expression and gently
cuffed Kyle when he said something. Tor laughed and Xander rolled his eyes
before digging into his food.
All around her whispering started up. The girls were wondering what exactly
they'd missed that Cordelia had gotten a taste of...and the guys were wary
about Xander's new status. If Xander could scare the scariest kid in school,
and take control of Kyle's social circle, they wouldn't be messing with him
anymore.
Cordelia didn't answer any questions and only smirked at anyone who asked what
he was capable of...in all things.
It looked like her status was actually going to go up. Who knew.
 
A few days later he tracked her down, apparently out of sheer frustration and
confusion of what it all meant. She looked at him for a moment...wondering how
he couldn't see it...and smirked at him. “They just see you now. They see what
I got a glimpse of first; you have no idea the number of times girls have asked
me all sorts of questions...” Her eyes traveled down his body. “About your
assets.”
He pinched his nose. “I hate my life. So I'm suddenly the school's hottest
commodity. Great. Why not?” Xander looked at her again. “So why hasn't anyone
approached me since I'm such a stud now?”
“You said you can't deal with a relationship right now, and as far as the
female population is concerned you're still mine. So no girl is going to
approach you.”
Xander sighed. “Thank God.”
“I'm not finished.”
“Please, continue.”
“Tor is the one keeping the guys away.”
He blinked. “Tor?”
“Oh my God Xander. The guy totally wants in your pants...or maybe he wants you
in his pants. Either way he wants you.”
“Okay, correct me if I'm wrong...but we both agree that I'm not in a place to
start a relationship.”
“Doesn't mean the two of you can't just have sex.” She grinned. “Besides, that
would be totally hot.”
Xander rolled his eyes and walked away. Huh. He didn't seem turned off about
being with a guy, just relationships in general. But if it was just sex Tor
might have a chance.
xxx
Buffy
She still wasn't ready for this, wasn't sure she would ever feel ready for
this. Especially the way things were at home. She and her mom were so...unsure
of everything. Being overly cautious about every single thing they said to each
other. Something would have to give soon and Buffy dreaded the blow up it would
be.
If she and her mom were this stilted and tense at home...she could only imagine
how bad things would be with the gang. So she really was not looking forward to
this.
What she hadn't expected was to find Xander patrolling...alone.
 
At first she thought she was trailing a vamp, a lone figure dressed mostly in
black. Most vamps, the fledges at least, rarely sensed her so when his gait
changed and became more cautious she figured this vamp was older, wiser.
She got close and grabbed his arm, intent on getting access to his heart, idly
wondering why a vampire would be carrying a stake. He whirled with the movement
she'd forced on him, his body pliant, as if expecting her interference...and it
was Xander. Who just grinned, happy to see her.
And then a freaking vampire broke through a boarded up window of the warehouse
beside them and tackled Xander. And Xander...he snarled and his face
changed...like a vamp...oh god Xander. He rolled with the vamp and ripped off
its head with an inhuman growl and then dusted himself off. Oh God Xander.
They'd gotten him. She ran away and they'd killed him.
“I'm so sorry Xander.” She did her best not to cry, his stake still in her hand
He looked up at her, red eyes blinking in confusion...she'd never seen a
vampire with anything but yellow eyes...but it was too late for him. She had to
end this and find Willow, make sure her other best friend was still alive.
“What? Why-?” And she lunged, stake aiming for his heart. He made an eep sort
of sound and managed to block her hand, knocking off her aim. The stake lodged
in his chest under his heart, a nonfatal blow. “Shit!” He stumbled back from
her. “What-” He swallowed, grimaced and continued to talk. “What was that for?”
His confusion became more apparent when his face shifted back.
“Xander I need...” She was sobbing and couldn't stop. “I need to do this
Xander. I'm so sorry.” She pulled the stake out and moved to stake him again.
His eyes were wide in panic and he waved his hands at her. “No! Stopstopstop!
I'm alive! I'm living! I have a pulse and a body temp and everything!” She
paused, she shouldn't have, but she did...because it was Xander. He in turn
grabbed the stake from her and threw it as far away from them as he
could...which was actually kind of far. And then, instead of attacking her or
trying to eat her...he took her hand, and put it to his chest. “Feel that? That
would be my heart.”
She felt frozen...in shock mostly as she stared at her hand on his chest, she
could feel it. It was still beating, like a panicked animal. Her eyes were
drawn to the wound lower on his chest; the blood was dark and made her wince.
Oh God...she'd stabbed him! “We...” She swallowed. “We need to get you to the
hospital.”
Instead of flailing about and screaming Xander smiled at her. “Nah.” He moved
their hands and pulled up the edge of his shirt. “Already healed, see?”
Buffy stared in awe as the skin on his chest healed right in front of her. No
vampire healed that fast, not without feeding. “How...Xander...what's going
on?”
He groaned and flopped back on the ground. “It’s a looong story...but the end
result is...there's more than one kind of werewolf...and now I'm a werewolf.”
What? That didn't even make sense. “Your face.”
“Yeah...the face gets kinda like a vamp's when I wolf out...except no
bumps...so that's cool. The lack of eyebrows looks kinda ridiculous though.”
That's right...there were some differences. And even now his eyes weren't
normal. “Your eyes are red.”
“That's because I'm an Alpha. Leader of the pack.”
Pack? The last time Xander had been part of a pack badness had ensued. But
she'd let him explain, she was too tired not to. “Start from the beginning?”
He pouted at her. “Promise not to get all stabby with your stakes on me or the
others? Cause that kind of hurt and Willow won't be happy if you slay Oz. I
won't be happy if you slay any of us actually.”
She sighed and punched his shoulder. “Xander. Just...start from the beginning.”
“Right...So that first full moon after you left...Oz got out of his cage...”
Oh my God.
xxx
She remained quiet while he fixed tea and cookies. It wasn't something they
usually did, but not knowing what to say or do she let him have his calming
ritual. When he finally joined her on the sofa Buffy still wasn't ready to
talk. Giles poured them each a cup of tea, handed one to her and settled in his
seat.
“You don't have to say anything.”
“Thanks...but I kind of do.”
“”If you're not ready-”
“I don't think I'll ever be ready. So I might as well tell you.”
His eyes softened. “Buffy.”
“I killed him Giles...the portal was opening. We'd gone back and forth with
swords...and I was going to shove him in. Then Willow's spell worked. Angel
collapsed and when he looked up at me again it was him, he was himself.”
“But the portal...”
She gave him a small, sad smile. “Yeah. He was confused...said it felt like he
hadn't seen me in months. But he stood and I held him one more time. I told him
I loved him.”
“Buffy no...
“I kissed him.” Her voice broke. “And I killed him, pushed him in and the
portal closed.” Her hands were shaking by the time she was done and Giles took
her tea away, setting it on the table. And she leaned into him and he held her
while she cried.
xxx
Tor
Seducing Xander was not easy. He thought it would be, the way Xander and
Cordelia had kept dragging one another into closets last year, but something
and changed about Xander and Tor didn't think it was just being a werewolf.
So he took a chance and crashed at Xander's hide out/nest. He stripped down,
stretched and lubed himself up, laid down on the mattress and waited. He
couldn't be any blunter than that.
The second Xander slipped into the hide out and he saw Tor his eyes had flashed
red and Tor knew it had worked and it was totally worth it.
 
Getting Xander to move in with him the next day was even easier, and while
Jerry, his godfather, raised an eyebrow at it he didn't say anything. At least
not after Tor told him about the Harris's and that Xander had been living at
school for about a month. Of course the jumbo box of condoms and lube and the
safe sex books were a bit much. But he could deal. Especially if he got to have
Xander for some fun.
Tor didn't want to pick out curtains with the guy...just ride his cock. His
dreams of picking out curtains and china patterns were meant for someone else.
 
He did, however, have his first doubts about being involved with Xander's
craziness a couple of nights later when Xander came back from Buffy's party
smelling like...rotting bodies. He just trudged inside the front door covered
in gore, smelling horrible and Tor gagged.
“What the Hell happened?”
Xander sighed. “Joyce had a magical mask that belonged to an African death god.
The party got crashed by zombies.”
“You guys are so weird...you're not coming anywhere near my bed until you've
showered.”
“What? You think I want to sleep covered in zombie gook?” Xander scoffed and
kept walking until he reached the laundry room where he stripped completely and
put his clothes in the washing machine and started it. “I'll be detoxing for at
least an hour, don't wait up.” He trudged to the bathroom and Tor followed him.
Just because he didn't want zombie residue in his bed didn't mean he wouldn't
help Xander clean up.
xxx
Buffy
Just when she thought her life was getting back on track a new slayer showed
up. At the Bronze no less while she was hanging with her friends. Her friends
who seemed excited and eager to talk to her.
Well...Xander listened to Faith's stories with interest, but instead of
flirting with her like he would have a year ago...he calmly stroked Tor's
thigh. And whenever Faith flirted with Xander, Tor practically crowded into
Xander's lap.
Luckily Faith was okay with werewolves, she didn't even blink when Oz asked her
how she felt about them. Then, deeming it safe, Xander told her he was Alpha
(Boss) of the local pack.
At least there wouldn't be any bloodshed in that area. The bloodshed that did
happen with they took out Kakistos a couple of days later was well worth it
though. Faith was stronger for it and her Watcher had been avenged.
For that alone Buffy could forgive her for her deception. She didn't know what
she'd do if something killed Giles.
And now they had one more fighter, one more slayer. Maybe things would calm
down now, go smoother...
She could hope anyway.
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***** Confusion *****
Confusion
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Disclaimer: Buffy and Teen Wolf aren't mine.
Sequel to Burden of the Beast
A/N: Check out the series notes, its kinda important.
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Angel
Angel watched the beast warily, unsure what it...he would do. Buffy had told
him everything, how Oz had escaped and how Xander had taken charge. It shocked
him.
The Xander Harris he knew was a jealous child. Not this humongous brown wolf
trotting into his mansion via the garden. “Xander.” There was blood on the
wolf's muzzle, something brackish and fowl. “The plumbing works if you want to
wash up.”
The wolf snorted but trotted into the bathroom, followed by the sound of
shifting bones and organs, then running water. When Xander appeared Angel
nearly dropped his mug of blood...because Xander was naked.
“There's a robe in there, please cover up.” Xander blinked at him, and then
rolled his eyes before going back for the robe. “Would you like some tea?”
Xander reappeared wearing the black robe. “No thanks, I won't be here that
long.”
He nodded and sipped at his own drink. “Buffy told me you defended her against
the others, regarding me.”
“Yep.”
“Thank you.”
“It had nothing to do with you, not really.”
“I know.”
“She's just been through enough, she deserves better than what she went through
with you.”
“I know.”
Xander tilted his head a bit and his eyes flashed red. “You go evil again and I
will kill you, it’s a promise that I can definitely back up.”
“I'm glad to hear it, I wouldn't want to put Buffy through that a second time.”
“Just don't go evil again.”
“I won't.”
“Good.” Xander started to take off the robe, but Angel spoke again.
“You surprised me.”
He stopped, leaving the robe tied shut. “How?”
“Going off on a wild chase to help Oz; becoming a werewolf yourself. I always
assumed that if you gained any sort of power you'd...”
“Be like Angelus?”
“Yes.”
“I got possessed by a hyena spirit sophomore year and I ate a pig. I almost
raped Buffy. That experience scared me. The power controlled me.”
“And now?”
“I control the power. I'm one with it. My wolf isn't separate the way the hyena
was.”
“But are you going to spend your life helping Buffy?”
Xander frowned, as if Angel didn’t understand. “It’s not about helping her;
it’s about doing what needs to be done.”
“You don't feel the same way about her as you did … so why?”
The boy’s eyes got a little harder, flashing red again. “Because of Jesse.”
“Who?”
“He was my best friend. Darla took him, fed him to the Master and they turned
him.”
Oh. He hadn't known that...why hadn't Buffy told him about this? “I'm sorry.
Did Buffy-?”
“He was my first kill.”
Angel closed his eyes, finally understanding Xander's motives a little. “No one
your age should have to go through that.”
Xander snorted and took off the robe, and turned his back to Angel...showing
him the scars there. “No one my age should go through any of the nightmare that
was my childhood.” And then he shifted, becoming a wolf once more and trotted
back out, into the garden and farther into the night.
xxx
Spike
He drove out of Sunnydale with no real destination in mind, Hell he hadn't come
back to Sunnydale with a plan. He'd just come, drinking his weight in flammable
fluids hoping for some sort of relief. Instead he'd passed out drunk by the
bloody high school where the Slayer's boy had taken pity on him and hidden him
away rather than putting Spike out of his misery.
Then...then he got quite the show.
Things had changed since he'd run out with Dru. The Slayer and Angel weren't
trying to kill each other anymore and there were proper werewolves on the
Hellmouth. The Slayer's boy was their pack leader and all grown up too.
When the blond wolf had settled on top of his Alpha and ridden his cock to
completion it more than caught his attention. How could such a display not,
those young sleek muscled bodies moving together, it was a good show. And it
piqued his interest and made him think on what Dru had told him before leaving
him.
“You'll find interesting things if you go back sweet William. Such a beautiful
puppy he is, so strong and noble...Or perhaps you'll drown in drink and meet
the sun aflame.” Then she'd walked away on the arm of a Fyarl Demon. Typical
Dru.
So he'd made a move, made an offer, and the boy, Xander, certainly knew how to
kiss...but he'd pushed Spike away. And Spike couldn't figure out why. The lad
was plenty interested...why did everything have to be so bloody confusing and
complicated? The boy had even let his lover go and now he was alone and still
he didn't take Spike's offer.
So he drove away from Sunnydale. Not a thing solved in his mind.
xxx
Jonathan
Jonathan had often been envious of many of his classmates. Xander especially.
He'd had two best friends, Willow Rosenberg and Jesse McNally. While, until
very recently Jonathan hadn’t had anyone, he was lucky Andrew had gotten bumped
up a grade, so now at least he had a best friend.
Then Buffy Summers came to Sunnydale and Jesse disappeared, and Xander had
Willow and Buffy...and the librarian for some reason. Still, he had a clique
and Jonathan was envious. More so when Xander and Cordelia started dating.
He couldn't believe it when she broke up with Xander on their first day back.
HE couldn't believe how Xander didn't fight to keep her...but he noticed a few
things. Like Xander moved differently; with a confidence that hadn't been there
before. HE took charge and led his friends against the weird stuff that
happened in Sunnydale...and he was hanging out with Kyle Dufour's gang again.
The scene with O'Toole had been awesome and the bully totally deserved it.
But then tongues started wagging about Tor having sex with Xander...and
Jonathan stopped paying attention. Whenever Kyle had always started to bully
him, Tor had always stopped him. Jonathan thought that maybe...well...he liked
Tor. He had hoped Tor had liked him back...but he couldn't compete with Xander.
Especially not now.
That's why, one morning he was very surprised to look up from a book he was
reading in the stacks, and see Tor standing over him. When Jonathan had come
into the library just a couple of minutes ago Tor had been at a table with
Xander.
“Hey.”
Jonathan swallowed. “Hey...”
“Mind if I sit with you?”
He gripped the book he'd been reading righter. “Weren't you with Xander?”
“Not romantically.”
Jonathan blinked. “Huh, but you two are...were...” He felt his face heat up.
“We were having sex...but that's all it was. I never wanted to date him.”
Wait...what? “So you...”
“Yeah.”
Jonathan's jaw dropped a little. “Really? You want to date me?”
“Yes.”
“...why?”
Tor blushed this time and ran a hand through his hair. “I've had a crush on you
since sixth grade. It’s not going away...ever I think. So. Can I sit with you?”
“Okay.” He was tense, even when Tor smiled and sat beside him.
“What are you reading?”
It took a few minutes, but soon Jonathan was telling Tor about the books he'd
read, all the lore and monsters he'd learned about...and when Tor's arm slipped
around him he relaxed completely.
“You should know...” Tor whispered. “I'm a werewolf.”
Jonathan stared at him for a second. “That's so cool! Hey, tell me if this is
true.” And Tor confirmed or denied the myths he'd come across in his reading.
It was a good beginning.
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***** Day to Day *****
Day to Day
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Heidi
She had overheard a conversation between Willow and Xander about Xander's
birthday. The redhead had wanted to throw a party for him, but Xander had nixed
the idea. Heidi had thought it odd and couldn’t forget their conversation. So
she showed up at Tor's house with a cake.
Jerry let her in, told her Tor was somewhere with Jonathan, and man was she
glad Tor had finally done something about that crush. Jerry offered her
refreshments like he always did, but she declined and tracked down Xander who
had his own room now.
He was sitting on the bed, a couple of packages beside him and a pink envelope
in his hands. She knocked on the open door.
“Come in Heidi.” He hadn't even looked at her.
She came in. “Did you tell anyone it was your birthday?”
“Nope...I smell chocolate.”
She smirked and held up the small box. “Nothing personalized but I bought you a
cake.”
“Looks big enough for two.”
“That was the idea, I brought forks too.”
He grinned. “Perfect. You can keep me company while I open these, then we can
go in the den and watch a movie.”
“Cool.” She joined him on the bed and watched him open the two gifts from
Talia. A book on wolves...and a book on werewolves, the second one was hand
written and old and Xander's eyes lit up when he saw it.
“Oh, this is the real deal.”
“Yeah?”
“Written by werewolves for werewolves. Doesn't get more authentic than that.
Nifty.”
“Who's the card from?”
“Kostek and Claudia.”
“Pink?”
“He's like four now and hasn't been structured into our society's typical
gender roles yet...though before Hitler pink was considered masculine.”
“How do you even know that?”
“I have a best friend who is Jewish and we grew up on stories of Nazi
Germany...her Grandpa survived the camps.”
“Oh.”
“It’s also why Nazi's used to be a recurring nightmare for me.”
“Harsh...can I ask a question?”
“Sure.”
“Why didn't you want a party?”
He groaned. “The last birthday party I had I got chased by a clown with a prop
knife.”
She blinked in disbelief. “How old were you?”
“Seven...clowns have also been a recurring nightmare.”
“You're afraid of clowns?”
He sighed and put the card down. “One time this kid, Billy, was in a coma,
trapped in a nightmare. And his spirit started wandering around town trying to
escape his nightmare...but the nightmare world followed him. I got chased by a
clown with a real knife, down a hallway covered in swastikas.”
“Hey, I remember that week...didn't you end up in just your boxers in class?”
“Yes...not fun times.” He looked at her curiously. “You going to ask me about
what's really on your mind?”
She fiddled with the cake box and took a moment to look up at him. “Will you be
mad?”
“Probably not.”
“Even if I wanted to join a different pack?”
“You mean Talia's pack.”
“Yeah.”
“Its fine Heidi, you do what's right for you.”
“I miss him.”
Xander snorted at that. “I don't get the appeal of Peter Hale, but yeah. I'm
okay with it. As long as the Hale pack is a good fit for you. Don't base your
decision completely on wanting to be with Peter.”
“So you wouldn't want Peter in this pack.”
“Heck no.”
She laughed. “I thought not. Thanks Xander.”
“Sure, let’s go pick out a movie and devour the chocolaty goodness you
brought.”
xxx
Oz
“This is rather disturbing.”
Xander looked up at him from the hole that he'd just finished digging. “The
fact that we're dismembering and hiding corpses...or the sentient zombie
thing?”
Oz shook his head. “The part where O'Toole was a zombie and still came to
school.”
Xander paused before he tossed the shovel away and climbed out of the hole.
“You're right. That is disturbing. I mean if I was a zombie school is the last
place I'd be.”
“Exactly.” Oz nodded. “Glad we stopped them before they started whatever it
was. Baking a cake?”
“They were making a bomb.” Xander muttered, looking at the pile of body parts
that had been Jack O'Toole and his zombie gang. “Think we should burn them? Or
just toss them in?”
“Fire would make it harder to identify if they're ever found.”
“Burn it is.”
“What about the bomb supplies?”
Xander shrugged. “They might come in handy; I'll add them to one of my
stashes.”
“Cool. We going to join the others?”
“Eh, Buffy should have the Hellmouth covered, especially with Rhonda, Kyle and
Heidi helping her. We'll check though before going to Tor's. Good thing Jordy
likes him huh?”
“Yep.”
They set the remains on fire and watched them burn. It didn't take as long as
they thought it might, apparently bodies touched by magic were more flammable.
 
The library was sort of trashed when they checked in an hour later...but no one
was really hurt. And the rest of the full moon was spent in Tor's back yard
playing with Jordy. For them anyway. Once they showed up Tor dragged Jonathan
away to his bedroom. Xander let them go, since they'd looked after Jordy and
kept him entertained most of the night.
At dawn Ken and Maureen showed up to take him home, and he slept soundly as Oz
lifted the boy from Xander's lap and handed him to his parents. And then the
two of them stumbled to Xander's room and collapsed on the bed to grab a couple
of hours of sleep before school.
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***** This Is It *****
This Is It
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Faith
She and Buffy were still shaking from their close call, but they were conscious
and mobile which was more than she could say about the mousy guy she'd almost
killed.
If Buffy hadn't been there...if she hadn’t realized it in time...if she hadn't
pulled the guy out of Faith's grip. That was more 'ifs' than she wanted to
think about. So she didn't. She didn't accidentally kill him so she wasn't
going to worry about it.
Except Buffy wanted to tell someone, and sure the unconscious shady guy
probably needed looking after, but he wasn't hurt and they hadn't done
anything. Buffy made her go to Xander anyway.
That was okay. Xander was reasonable, cool, and a kick ass werewolf. If he'd
been a girl and a slayer he'd fit right in. So she helped Buffy carry the guy
to Tor's house where Xander was crashing. When they knocked though it was the
little guy Tor was seeing who opened the door.
Buffy tried to smile at him. “Hey Jonathan. Xander here?”
“Uh yeah, he's in the shower.”
Now there was a happy thought. “Great, ‘scuse us.” She shouldered her way in,
but Jonathan darted around her.
“Xander's room is this way.” He led them to the room and Faith dumped the guy
on the bed. “Do you need anything?”
“Something to keep him calm when he wakes?” Buffy asked.
“I'll make some tea.”
“Thanks Jonathan.” He offered a smile and left them alone; Tor passed the room
after him, only giving them a curious look as he followed his boyfriend.
When Xander came in he was only wearing boxers and a towel over his head. Faith
whistled. “We have got to bump and grind.”
Xander snorted and finished drying his hair, leaving it slicked up all over the
place. “Not interested in a relationship Faith.”
“Didn't say anything about a relationship cutie.”
“I'm not as free spirited as you. I apparently don't do one night stands.”
She frowned at that. “You had an offer?”
“Turned him down.”
She really didn't get it, but to each their own. “Was he hot?”
Xander finally smiled. “Mouthwatering...so who's the unconscious suit on my bed
and where am I supposed to sleep?”
Buffy started babbling and almost couldn't stop. “We don't know. We were
patrolling...and staking vamps when this guy came out of nowhere...and we
almost killed him...Faith almost. I pulled him out of the way...and he
fainted.”
Faith frowned, ready to tell Buffy off for tattling...but suddenly there was a
strong arm around her, and Buffy was pulled in close beside her. “It’s okay.”
She started to push away. “Of course it is.” Her hand had ended up on his back
and she paused when she felt...”What's that?”
“Scars.”
“But you're a werewolf.”
“For less than a year.”
Buffy's eyes were wide. “Xander.”
He sighed and pulled back before turning to show them. The scars were old and
crisscrossed over his skin. Faith knew what they were. Her mom had given her a
matching set when she was a kid. “Which parent do I need to beat?”
“Neither. He'll never touch me again.” He pulled open a drawer and retrieved a
t-shirt.
“Xander.” Buffy said again.
He pulled on the shirt. “It’s okay. Now, tell me everything.”
“I will.” They all turned to the guy on the bed, now awake and attempting to
sit up. “I'll tell you everything.”
They listened, mostly in disbelief because the guy was the Deputy Mayor...and
the things he told them. Who would have thought the warm and friendly Mayor was
actually some sort of evil overlord?
xxx
Cordelia
She thought for sure that her heart would stop when Xander started to walk past
the store, but then ducked inside when he saw her. Then she was afraid it was
going to explode as it sped almost uncontrollably as he walked up to her.
“Cordy, what's wrong?”
“Nothing. Why are you here?”
He frowned, not believing her, duh because he could hear her heartbeat. “Need a
tux...unless you don't want to go.”
She blinked. “Go?”
“To Prom. I said we'd go if you wanted, unless you already have a date.”
Right...they had made that deal; she'd almost forgotten with...everything.
“Cordy?”
“No. I don't have a date.”
He smiled at her and spread his arms wide. “Yes you do. Tor's paying; all you
have to do is pick out a tux that goes with your dress.”
“...I don't have one of those either.”
He blinked. “You mean a new one?”
“I...don't have anything Xander.” She showed him the name tag she'd been
hiding.
“You're working here?”
“Daddy was audited...and the IRS took everything. I'm broke. I can barely
afford my motel room, I don't have a car...and I’m not gonna be able to buy one
lousy prom dress. So I'm not going.”
He stared at her for a moment and then hugged her. “You should have told me.”
“Why?”
“You're still my friend, I still care about you...and you said I'm still yours.
So you should have told me.”
“I guess.”
“Where's the key to your motel room?”
“Why?”
“I'm picking up your stuff and taking it to Tor's, he has space to spare. Then
I'm coming back here and you're going to pick out your dress and my tux and
tell me what sort of corsage you want.”
“You're serious.”
“Yeah.”
“You don't have to.”
“You're not staying in a motel...god Cordy the vamps can just waltz right in
and snack on you there.”
“I know.”
“So come on, key me.” And then a monster crashed through the store window and
lunged at a guy in a tux and Xander tackled it and ripped its head off.
Cordelia shook her head. “Only in Sunnydale.”
Xander was making a face as he gathered up the head and body. “Eww...I'm just
gonna put this in my trunk...and grab that kid with the radio control thingy.
Be right back.” He ran out with the body, and outside she could hear sounds of
a struggle, yelling...and then a car trunk shutting. He came back inside, eyes
wide. “I have to come back later.”
“What's up?”
“Some kid just put Prom in danger; there are more of those things out there.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, I'll come back, I promise.” And he was off again and she watched the old
blue car he'd borrowed from his uncle drive away.
When he came back he told her about Tucker Wells and his hellhounds. Prom,
however, was perfect. Nobody got eaten.
xxx
Rhonda
“That the last of them?”
Kyle nodded. “Think they'll even want them?”
“I know I want mine. Guys?”
Tor and Jonathan looked up from where they'd gathered the packs' scorched
diplomas in a pile. “Yeah I guess.”
Jonathan looked at them like he couldn't believe that anyone wouldn't want
their diploma. “After all that? I definitely want proof that I survived.”
“We all survived Jon.”
“I meant the high school part.”
Tor smiled and leaned down to kiss his boyfriend. Jonathan blushed, still a
little unused to public displays of affection, but once he relaxed he was
wrapping his arms around Tor's neck and practically climbing the taller boy.
Kyle made face. “Dude I'm happy for you, but I don't want to watch you screw
your boyfriend.”
Tor flipped him off and broke the kiss. “Usually it’s the other way around.”
“TMI Tor.”
Rhonda rolled her eyes. “Where should we leave Xander's diploma?”
Tor shrugged. “I'll put it in his room. No big.”
“Good, now let’s get out of here. I'm starving.” Kyle helped her down from the
pile of rubble she'd been perched on.
“I'm buying.”
Tor looked unimpressed with Kyle. “Of course you are.”
“You can buy your own food.”
“Hey!”
“If we're double dating then you can pay for your own food and your
boyfriend's.”
Tor flipped him off again. “You ready Jonathan?”
Jonathan gave one more look to the ruined high school. “Yeah. Hey how awesome
is it that none of our classmates died?”
Rhonda smirked as they walked toward the cars. “Very awesome.”
xxx
Angel smiled a little sadly as he popped the envelope in the mailbox. Xander
might not accept the gift...but the young Alpha was going to need it.
XXX
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