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A Little Xander Can Cause A Lot of Chaos (1/?)

Sat, 31 Oct 2009 12:52:01 GMT

Title: A Little Xander can Cause a lot of Chaos (1/?)
Author: Kat/Ryan
Rating: PG
Pairing/Characters: implied Ethan/Joyce/Giles, Past Tara/Willow
Warnings: Willow bashing, magic abuse,
Fandoms: BtVS, SPN, Leverage, AtS

Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy, Supernatural, Leverage, Angel or any other show out there. They belong to their respective owners. Now the plot, on the other hand, is now mine as the bunny didn't want to leave. *pets bunny like Dr. Evil pets his kitty* Do enjoy the unfolding Chaos...

Summary: Prequel to "Can I Keep 'em?". Willow cast a spell that was read wrong and Xander pays the price.

AN: This is a prequel to my story "Can I Keep 'em?" and soon to be series of "Collecting People for the One Who Sees". Note that Anya will not make an appearance; I can't do the girl justice... So, I hope you all enjoy the chaos that will follow....

AN2: Thanks to DennSedai AKA Dennis for beta-ing this for me. All mistakes are mine and mine alone.

Xander rolled his eyes as Willow went off on a tangent about a spell she found. She was raving that it could help them find a few bits of happiness in their lives, and that after the whole issue with ADAM and the Initiative; they needed a bit of a pick me up. He had argued that Giles should look it over, since it was in a language that she was still having problems with, and that, if she translated it right, then he wouldn't mind her doing the spell, otherwise, he refused. She was trying to bribe him with cookies and treats when Joyce slammed into the shop raving about good for nothing brother-in-laws that should have told her that he had lost his wife twenty years past and how she missed out on the lives of her nephews because he was bent on revenge with the thing that took her sister.

Asking Willow to wait a moment, he missed the flash of irritation and anger in her eyes as he went over to Joyce to see if she needed any help to cool off, or wanted a cup of Giles' special tea blends. After getting Joyce settled with her tea and a book to calm her down, Xander made his way back over to Willow. She was mixing a few herbs together, and muttering over the bowl, and Xander wondered what she was up too. Sitting back down with her, he missed the flash of irritation in her eyes, as he looked at the book that depicted the spell that she wanted to use. Frowning at one of the verbs, Xander was about to speak when he had a hand full of herbs blown into his face. The last thing he heard before sneezing himself into unconsciousness was Willow chanting and Joyce yelling at her.

Joyce watched in horror as Xander began to shrink in front of her eyes, and Willow backing up babbling how that wasn't supposed to happen. Before the witch could take any more steps, Joyce had grabbed the girl and bent her over her knee and was spanking away when Giles and Buffy entered the shop. They heard Joyce yelling in the back about insufferable fools that couldn't wait for Rupert to check over her spells before casting them on people, then she deserved the blistered ass that she was about to become acquainted with.

"Mom? What is.... Mom?" Buffy's voice when from confused to worry upon seeing a child of four or five watching Joyce beat Willow in awe.

"Your red headed friend decided to cast a spell on Xander when he told her that she could only cast it once Rupert had looked over the spell and approved of the translation as it was in a language that she was having the most issues with. Now Rupert, the book is open on the table to the spell. She said it was a happiness spell, and looking at Xander, I think she got it wrong." Joyce never stopped spanking Willow as she spoke in clipped tones and the cries coming from the witch were getting even hoarser as the witch continued to wail that it wasn't her fault.

"You foolish child!" Giles turned to the bawling witch that Joyce was still spanking. "Do you realize that you just cast a curse to bring the person you spelled to the last year that they felt true happiness? The Spell states that if the person would revert to the last age unless it was too young for the people around them, and if that was the case, they would be changed to a five year old. Congratulations, you just de-aged Xander to the age of five when he didn't even want you to cast this spell in the first place."

With one last glare to the Witch, Giles went to the phone and began calling in the witches from Devon to take the girl away. If she were to remain, he would kill the stupid bint himself for this action. Buffy kept staring at the little boy trying to see Xander in his younger body, but couldn't see anything until he smiled at her and began to babble.

"Hi! Hi! You are very pretty. Are you a Princess? Princesses are supposed to be very pretty, and you are really, really pretty. Do you live in a castle? Or are you a special princess that fights dragons and monsters?" Little Xander bounced in his seat and looked up at Buffy with wide, adoring brown eyes.

She tried to stay aloof, but the innocence in that gaze was what melted her. This Xander wasn't tainted by the darkness that surrounded them, and just maybe they would have something else that reminded them that there was something out there to fight for.

"I'm a special princess, Xander. I fight the monsters that live under the bed and that like to hide in closets. Now, I need you to remember a few very special rules ok." She waited until Xander stopped squealing in joy at seeing a "princess" and looked at her attentively. "Now, you must remember to never tell anyone to 'come in' when you're at home. If someone wants to enter the house, just step back and see if they can cross the doorway themselves. If they can't, then they are very bad people that shouldn't be allowed in. Scream for me or Mom, and we'll make the bad people leave, ok?"

Xander scrunched up his nose in thought and looked up at Buffy with serious eyes. "I understand Princess."

Before Xander could say anything else, Tara entered the shop with Dawn and Giles re-entered the back room with a grim look on his face.

"Ah, I’m glad that you both made it here. Willow has made a grave error in judgment and cast a curse upon Xander. He is now five years old, give or take a few months." He raised his hands to stop Dawn and Tara from asking questions and let out a weary sigh. "I’ve already called the Devon Coven and they will be here tonight to collect Willow to teach her the proper ways to use magic. I realize that this could have been dealt with a while ago, but with everything that had been going on, it slipped my mind in the chaos that the Hellmouth causes."

Dawn was about to speak when Xander squealed in happiness and ran towards the entry way to the shop. "Chaos man!"

Giles blanched as he saw Xander run towards Ethan and squeeze his legs as he babbled about the pretty colors that were dancing and that he really should stick by Mr. Giles since he would make the colors hurt less. The group looked at Xander in shock as Ethan picked up the small boy, and shifted his bag, to stop the bouncing. He listened to the babbling about the different magicks that he could see, and brought him to where the others were seated. He understood that they were wary, but he would never curse a man to be a child again, even though it seemed that the boy did need it.

"Rupert, why is the boy under an age curse?" Ethan frowned at the spells he could see on the boy and wondered if he could unravel them without hurting the child that was happily sitting on his lap.

"Our witch, Willow, cast the spell on him thinking that it was a happiness spell. On that would bring a few joyful things into his life, and by extension, the rest of us as well." Giles sighed as he sat by his old friend. "She read the text wrong, and cast the spell on him without his permission. The Devon Coven is on their way to deal with the girl, as I can no longer do anything to help her."

Ethan nodded absently as he looked over the web of spells on the boy. "Rupert, can you still see spells and traces of spells on people? The boy is covered in a web of them."

Giles looked over Xander without his glasses and let a small amount of magic reach his eyes. Gasping at the tangled web over the now young boy, Giles paled before turning a very angry red.

"WILLOW ROSENBURG; HOW DARE YOU CAST ALL THESE SPELLS ON ALEXANDER! ESPECIALLY SINCE THE MAJORITY OF THOSE CAST UPON HIM TOOK AWAY FREE WILL!!!" The tone of his voice left little to no doubt that he was pissed, and the "eep" of fear from Joyce's lap would have been comical, if it wasn't so serious.

"Give me that foolish girl so that I can finish what you stared Joyce. Your hand must be getting tired, and I know I have a paddle here that needs to be initiated before it can be sold."

Seeing the anger on the older man's face, Joyce handed over the sobbing girl without complaint and went over to Ethan as he seemed to be unravelling imaginary cords from Xander's body.

"Bloody stupid girl, how could she cast those spells on her supposed best friend?" Without looking up Ethan spoke in a normal tone of voice. "I need someone to copy down the names of spells that I will be listing off. This list will be given to the Devon coven when they arrive, explaining that your red haired Witch cast this on someone without their consent. We’ll wait until they ask who the recipient was before showing them Xander."

Looking at the boy on his lap, Ethan smiled. "Would you like a lolly before I remove the bad ropes of color on you? This way you have something in your mouth when you start getting thirsty."

Chuckling at the vigorous nodding, Ethan dug in his bag for the lollies that he had bought for himself later that night. Handing over a large blue lollipop, Ethan went back to his task, and began listing spell after spell that had Willow's magical signature on it. As each spell was listed, and written, the anger in the room began to rise at the number of spells appearing on the sheet of paper. After undoing every spell that was on Xander, the boy was unconscious due to the drain that it had on his psyche. What had upset the girls the most was the number of loyalty spells and curses on him to keep him bound and near Willow unless she chose to let him leave. The fact that there were also spells on him forcing him to deny a part of his sexuality and several spells that made him lust after said Witch, two of them recent, had caused Tara to burst into tears.

Dawn looked over at Willow in anger and moved to sit over by her mother. She needed something to ground her, since she didn't know if Willow had cast spells on her too. Eyes widening in fear, she looked over at Ethan. "Can you check the rest of us for spells too, just in case Willow did the same to us?"

Ethan nodded and looked around the group and frowned at the spells revolving around memory removal, loyalty and blinding them to the Witch's spell casting on everyone in the store. "A memory spell, loyalty and blinding spells seem to have been cast on all of you."

Looking around the room for a crystal that would hold the memories, Ethan growled when his eyes were forced to look past a specific display case. Getting up and making his way over, Ethan saw a rose crystal with what looked like rolling fog inside of it. Pulling it out, he ignored Willow's shouts of "No! Not that!" and dropped the crystal to the ground where he could step on it. The flash of light in the room blinded him for a moment, and the witch on Rupert's lap had fallen unconscious while the rest of the people in the room looked dazed before anger took over their expressions. The words Memory Spells was added to the list and Rupert went to the cupboard in the back room to get the shackles that prevented someone from accessing their magic. He refused to give Willow a chance to escape her punishment this time.

With the shackles on the aspiring dark witch, Ethan sat back at the table and replaced Xander back in his lap. He did adore children, as they were harbingers of Chaos, but the amount of spells that were on the lad would have had an adverse affect on his fighting. Looking over at Rupert, Ethan smiled softly at his old friend as he calmed down the white witch that was still reeling from the magical rape that had been performed on her.

Ethan waved Joyce over and gave a small smile. The Chaos that he needed to perform was happily absent, and he knew that the longer he spent around Rupert, the less he would need to go off and cast spells of an Ordered Chaos on the unsuspecting populace.

"I was wondering if you would be able to help take care of the boy. I know that you have one young adult and a teenager at the moment, but I know that if I take care of the child, then you might have another Chaos Mage in a few years time. I can tell that he has the power needed to cast magick and that he will be a strong force when he is older. However, I also know my short comings when it comes to raising a child, and, sadly, knowing that is one of them. I can tell you that you will not be alone in raising him, but he would need a strong positive female influence, and your two daughters are much too young to care for him at this time."

Joyce watched Ethan with the eyes of a mother and smiled softly at the man's hidden desire to raise Xander, but also the fear that he would cause harm to him as well.

"Well, I would be happy to raise Xander if you and Rupert help me. I am getting close to having no children at home, and it would be lovely for Xander to have caring parents this time around."

Before Ethan could speak, Dawn piped up, "Yeah, I really wish that Xander would have parents like Mom, Ethan and Giles growing up."

Before anyone could think on what Dawn said, a cloud of smoke shimmered into view and a deep, haunting voice called out "Wish Granted!" in the silence. Three folders appeared on the table and Joyce shakily opened them to show that Joyce and Rupert were the adopted parents of Alexander Giles, and that Ethan was his birth father. The files had marked out that Ethan asked his best friend and the mother of his best friend's charge to watch over Alexander, as he was still grieving for the child's mother, who had passed away from a severe illness in Britain. All of the paperwork was legitimate, and Joyce blinked in shock at how quickly things had fallen into place. Before she could say anything though, the doors to the shop opened, and three regal women entered.

"Rupert Giles, we are here for Willow Rosenburg."

"Ah yes. Please follow me and I will show you the list of spells that she had cast on one person, as well as the other spells that she had done to the whole group." Handing over the list to the rapidly angering Witches, Giles stood back as he left a clear path to the bound witch that was slowly waking up.

As Willow opens her eyes, she sees three regal women standing before her and is confused until she notices the chains holding her down. Panicking, she reaches for her magic, simply to find that it is inaccessible. Looking around frantically she sees Buffy and begins to babble in hopes that her friend will free her, not knowing that all her spells have been removed from the group around her.

"Buffy you gotta help me! They did something to my magic, I can't access it anymore!" Willow watched in shocked horror as Buffy sadly shook her head as she walked over to her.

"Sorry Willow, but you went too far with your magic. These are the High Priestesses from the Devon Coven where they will teach you how to control the magic and its power, not let it control you."

"But-but-but everything I did was to help you!" Willow cried out in worry and fear.

"Even the spells that shouldn't have been on Xander? Like the lust spells? The spells that forced him to be a heterosexual male instead of a bisexual one? What about the spells that forced loyalty onto him?" Sad eyes watch Willow as she tried to deny the accusations.

"You're lying! I'd never do that to-" She was cut of at seeing the list pulled from behind Buffy's back and read everything in denial. "No! I didn't do this! It can't be true!"

"But it is Miss Rosenburg. Normally for these crimes we give the names of the Witch to Hunters and let them deal with you, but Rupert believes that you are simply misguided." The Woman in the front of the trio spoke in an off-color German accent and Willow blanched.

"You can't make me! I wish tha-mmphff!" Willow's mouth was silenced before she could continue and Buffy glared at the now wilting Red-head.

"You still refuse to see what you did as wrong, don't you. Fine." Letting a dark smile appear on her face Buffy spoke loudly and clearly, "I Buffy Summers, Wish that Willow Rosenburg would see and suffer what her spells did to the people she cast them on. May the Three-fold rule punish her for three weeks per year that she has been abusing this gift, and then send her to Devon so that she may learn what she did was wrong and how to fix it."

Black smoke curled around Willow and the same deep booming voice from before called out "WISH GRANTED!"

As Willow vanished with a scream of denial and rage, the three witches from the Devon Coven turned to Giles and bowed.

"We shall take our leave now, and let you know when Miss Rosenburg can return from her lessons in magic control and casting." With that, a blue-ish green portal opened and they stepped through to the other side, letting the portal close with a small popping noise.

The room was silent until the door to the shop opened once more and Spike walked in. "Oi! There's a few demons coming into town since the Winchester boys and their 'Da are in LA at the mo'. Most are peaceful and would rather hide that get picked off for being different."

Buffy nodded absently as she tried to keep Xander still. "Thanks Spike, Xander will you sit still!"

"Big Bad! I want's Big Bad!" The five year old wailed and Spike came closer. His jaw dropped open in shock upon seeing a five year old boy that smelt just like his nummy.

"Whelp?"

"Big Bad!" Xander squealed in joy and launched himself at Spike, who caught him reflexively. "Mine!"

Spike blinked in shock and looked over at the Watcher.

"Wot happen to the boy?"

"Willow de-aged him with a curse that she believed was a happiness spell. Once she's done with her punishment, she will be with the Devon Coven until she has relearned everything she needs to know."

"Punishment? Red?" Spike raised an eyebrow, wondering what was punishing Willow.

"She tried to make a wish, so I wished that she would learn what she did using the three fold rule. Three weeks for each year that since she began to abuse the gift, so about nine to twelve weeks before she will be sent to Devon and 'detox' the power addiction out of her." Buffy spoke in a solemn voice and Spike nodded.

"You gonna be ok Glinda? I know that Red was your Witch and all." Spike asked Tara with hidden concern, getting a sad smile in return.

"I will be, and if I know Willow, she'll get better once she sees where she went wrong." Tara spoke softly and Joyce took Xander from Spike's arms.

"Well then, I'll be off to LA. Buffy, I'm going to knock some sense into your Uncle John and hopefully your cousins Dean and Sam will come down to visit and help you."

"Why would they mom?"

"They're Hunters. John has them hunting a Yellow eyed demon that killed your Aunt Mary just before you were born. Sam was about six months at the time, and Dean was four. John is doing everything he can to find the demon that killed your Aunt Mary, and has been hunting other supernatural creatures in the meantime. They normally go after the ones that cause the most damage and hauntings." Buffy nodded at her mother's words.

"I'd go with you, but someone has to stay here until we can find a way to close the Hellmouth permanently, or get more help."

"I'll go with ya Joyce. Someone has to watch over the tyke and keep him safe now that he can't do it himself." Spike tried to bring it up as if he didn't care, but everyone knew better than to mention that to the 'Big Bad'.

"Thank you Spike, it'll be nice to have someone help me watch over Xander. But first, we should all go home to rest. Rupert, Ethan, I have room at the house for both of you. For the first night, I would rather that both of you were around encase I need the help." Joyce's tone broke no argument, and soon everyone was helping Giles lock up before heading out to the Summers' home.

Fic: Can I Keep 'em?

Thu, 01 Oct 2009 09:17:24 GMT

Title: Can I keep 'em?

Rating: PG

Fandoms: Buffy: The Vampire Slayer, Supernatural & Leverage

Pairings/Characters: Xander, Dean, Joyce, Eliot

Warnings: Cute-kid

Summary: De-aged Xander found two new playmates and introduces them to his Mama Joyce

Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy, Supernatural or Leverage. They belong to Joss, CW and TNT. If I owned them.... well.... *grins and dreams*

AN: I got this bunny from a few responses back and forth to Hawkdancin on her fic Idenity Swap and reading several of Vo's Childhood fics. Thank you both for bringing this baby to life!

Xander stared at the two men in awe before turing back to Joyce and bouncing in place. Even de-aged, he was still much more hyper than your average five year old and the look on his face was absolutely adorable. The two men in question were being dragged to her by Xander's insistant tugging, much to the amusement of the six other people in the room.

One was about five foot ten and had dark brown hair held back by a black bandanda. He was wearing a faded pair of blue jeans with well worn combat boots, a black wife beater and a flannel shirt that was unbuttoned and untucked. He had smoky blue-grey eyes that were wary, but held affection for the little man tugging him towards her. His build suggested that he was either very dedicated at the gym, or did much manual labor fo a living. There were shadows in his eyes, however, and Joyce simply knew that Xander wanted to make that pain and sadness go away the only way he knew how.

The other man was a bit taller with a miltiary haircut, yet a posture that screamed hunter. Buffy had the same posture whenever she was heading out to fight the night, but on this one it seemed that he was waiting for it to come out at any time. He had sea-green eyes, and a shy, bad boy smile that Joyce knew that Buffy would kill to have. He was dressed in blue jeans, boots and a black Metallica T-Shirt, one that she would have worn when the band first came out. He had the same joy and wariness in his eyes, and Joyce had a feeling that they didn't know what Xander was going to spring on them.

"Mama Joyce! Mama Joyce! Can I keep 'em?" The choked laughter that came from the other six people made Xander turn and scowl at them beofre looking back at her.

"I promise to feed 'em, and and and I promise to pet 'em, and and and love 'em and give them walkies!" He looked so pleased that she couldn't help but kneel down and smile at him.

"I don't think they need walkies Xan, they are big boys." The look of gratitued that they gave her was sort lived with Xander's next statment.

"Oh, then can I give them bellie scratchies? You know, like the ones that you gave to Papa Giles the other day?" The answering blush made the two men stare at her in shock and the laughter from the other six to still upon hearing those words before one feamle voice perked up.

"Alec, how come you aren't giving me bellie scratches? Does this mean I have to give them to you first?"

Hearing the choking going on behind them, Xander looked up at his two silent friends and gave a wicked smirk before looking all cute and innocent once more, causing the pair to laugh loudly. Looking over at the pair, the six looked at them worriedly before shrugging and going back to their debate on how to use this against the pair, never seeing the small boy following their words with his eyes and telling his Mama Joyce and two new friends what they were saying.

Fic: Matching Chaos (Ethan/Xander, NC-17)

Thu, 28 May 2009 16:50:43 GMT

Title: Matching Chaos

Pairing: Ethan/Xander

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Sex, Mind control, dub-con, Kidnapping, D/s, bondage

Summary: Ethan was surprised, but pleased, to see who had answered his summons.

Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Joss Whedon does. All I own is the plot.

AN: spring_with_xan ’s Tribute to Xander.

Ethan was surprised to see who had knocked on his door. Three days ago, he had sent out a magical pulse to attract the most chaotic human to his door, so that he could help his God in getting more power. He never expected Ripper’s lad to show up and fidget in place while glaring at him.

“Well, this is surprising.” Ethan purred as he pulled the young man into the apartment when he was setting up his ritual to Janus.

“What did you do to me?!” The question was hissed and the tone was brimming with fury and fear.

Letting Xander walk into the flat – well, apartment here in America – Ethan adjusted himself, as the young man was simply brimming with Chaos energy; enough to fuel Janus for months.

“Strip boy.” Before Xander could tell Ethan to fuck off, he froze at the feeling of undressing himself.

“You’re probably wondering why you are doing everything I say – and I said strip, so that means everything – and why you can’t counteract my orders.” A wicked leer lit up Ethan’s face, “It’s a simple obey charm, one that hunted the person with the most Chaotic energy around them in this town. Colour me surprised, but I am pleased that it’s you.”

Xander glared at the man before him and tried to hit him, but his body still wouldn’t obey him. It even stopped him from covering himself from the heated look set his way.

“You see, you have the perfect body to please Janus, and I plan to milk you for all the joy that Janus could receive. You see, I have to keep you now, simply because Janus wills it.” Grabbing the soft cock hanging between sculpted legs, Ethan began to play with the sensitive organ and was rewarded by it stiffening quickly.

“Stop it.” Xander tried to sound forceful, but the tone was meek and young sounding.

“Oh, I won’t stop, and you will enjoy it all. You even crave it.”

Xander began to freak out as soon as he began leaning into Ethan’s touch and tried to fight the compulsion. What he wasn’t told was that the harder he fought it, the better hold it had of him. Ethan was pleased that Xander didn’t know this, and that it gave him a link into the mind of the young man. He would soon control the boy, and thus Janus would have a limitless supply of energy to do his bidding.

Ethan grinned in triumph as brown eyes glazed over. Leading the young protégé of his old friend over to the Alter that he had set up in the other room, Ethan was pleased to see that Xander didn’t need prompting to climb onto the stone slab. Casting a spell to mask the magic that would happen in his home, Ethan began to prepare his newest toy to be taken by the statue of Janus before he could take the lad himself. Biting back his moan as he stretched the virgin passage, Ethan positioned Xander so that when he sat down, he would be filled with the statues cock.

“Sit down slowly boy, and feel the burn. Dedicate your energies to Janus, and to be wielded by his High Priest Ethan Rayne.” Ethan let the lust he was feeling colour his tone and Xander moaned as he lowered himself, feeling the stretch and repeating Ethan’s orders.

A white and blue light swirled around Xander and channelled into the statue. With every rise and fall of the controlled man, the statue seemed to glow brighter and brighter until Xander let out a scream of pleasure and came over the Alter. Laughing darkly at the shining bust, Ethan pulled Xander off of the statue and pulled his cock out of his pants. Slamming into the loosened passage, Ethan used the body beneath him for his own pleasure and release.

“Oh yes, I will enjoy having you as my pet lad – a tight ass, a well sculpted body, and such a dirty mind – this makes you the perfect candidate for me to own. You’ll enjoy everything I do to you, and you’ll be begging me for more.” As Xander began to beg and moan, Ethan let out a devious chuckle and fucked the stretched hole faster and harder. He wanted to mark the boy as his, and the sooner the better.

Filling Xander with cum, Ethan plugged the hole and smacked the bubble butt before him and had the young man follow him. Strapping him into a harness, Ethan positioned Xander so that he as bent over, legs spread far apart, and his head was below his knees. He made sure that Xander could no longer move from that position and smirked at his handy work. Taking several pictures, Ethan mailed them to his old friend and magicked the whole contents of his home to his favourite place in London. Placing the statue in an unbreakable case, Ethan went back to training his newest toy. He wanted to hurt Ripper the next time he was in by having him see Xander willing bend over for his own cock.

***********

It was two years before Ethan made his way near Ripper and his Slayer’s troupe. Having Xander linked to Janus awoke a latent seer talent, and it prevented Ethan from being given over to the American Government as a test subject. Ethan had rewarded Xander for the positive use of his gifts, and wrote down every single premonition and prophecy that Xander uttered.

As it was, Ethan knew that his old friend was setting up shop in Cleveland of all places, and had a house full of teen-aged girls to mould. Dragging his Pet into a closet, Ethan spelled the room and quickly fucked his toy. He needed to keep his pet filled with cum while they were around Ripper, since it would reassure the young lad that he was all that Ethan needed. If they tried to separate them, Xander would slowly die. It was perfect, for Janus didn’t want anyone else to get his prized energy boost, and Ethan refused to abandon the lad when he was such a good fuck.

Plugging Xander once more, Ethan led the way to the car rental agency and quickly drove to a secluded spot so that he could claim Xander on his home soil once more. Deciding to make his claim by the new Hellmouth, Ethan drove the way in silence before pulling out into the park where the gateway was thought to be. Getting out and roughly putting Xander into place on the still hot hood of the car, Ethan pushed Xander’s shorts down and pulled out the plug before slamming back in. They would visit Ripper tomorrow; he wanted to fuck his toy into exhaustion and wake up to fuck him again.

He was glad that he had such a high sex drive now that he was linked to Xander. It allowed him so much more fun with his pet. Plugging Xander once more, he let the young man settle in the car before driving to their hotel. Once he got their room, Ethan practically dragged Xander up the stairs to claim the boy a few more times before the taunting began.

*********

Rupert Giles sighed and looked at the picture on the wall. It was the last photo he had of Xander before he disappeared. He poured himself another glass of scotch as he remembered Xander coming to him and asking for help the day before he vanished.

Flashback

“Giles, I need your help!” Brown eyes looked around the ex-Watcher’s apartment wildly.

“What now Xander, I’m busy.” Sighing at the remaining panicked look on the young man’s face, Rupert waved at one of the chairs.

“It feels like something is waiting to trap me. Everywhere I go, the feeling gets stronger and stronger.”

Giles sighed and looked at Xander in exasperation.

“Honestly Xander, we live on a Hellmouth, but not everything is out to get us. Come see me in a few days if the feeling continues, but let it go for now.” With that, Giles ushered a flabbergasted and betrayed Xander from his apartment and went back to his research.

End Flashback

Xander was never seen again after that day, and Rupert felt the guilt eat at him. It seems that whatever had been watching Xander took him as soon as he had brushed off the concerns of the younger man. He should have realized that Xander would only come to him if the feeling had been going on for several days already.

Sighing once more, Rupert removed his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. The others didn’t realize something was wrong until a month had passed and Spike asked where Xander had been. Buffy scoffed and was about to say that Xander was in the room before she caught onto the look of worry that Spike was trying to hide.

Dawn spoke up and said that Xander had been gone for a month, and it was sad that neither Buffy nor Willow had even noticed that Xander had vanished. Anya had huffed off within the first week of Xander’s disappearance and had tried to call vengeance on Xander, but was rebuffed because Xander had been taken against his will. When she heard that, Anya left with the sole purpose to hunt down the person that took her Xander from her.

A message had been sent a week later with the pictures of Anya’s death.

Just as he was about to think deeper into Dawn and Spike’s hyper awareness of Xander, from that time, a knock filled his office. Getting up slowly, Rupert got up to answer the door, and was shocked to see Xander wrapped around a smug Ethan Rayne.

“Hello Ripper. Did you miss us?” It was the last thing Rupert heard before darkness took over his vision.

***********

Rupert woke to the sound of flesh hitting flesh and pleasure filled moans. Looking around the room, Rupert didn’t know where he was and was shocked upon finally seeing where the noises were coming from. Xander was naked and riding Ethan’s cock, he was also begging and moaning at his old friend to claim him hard.

Getting up slowly, Rupert was slowly filling with rage. What did Ethan do to Xander? What did he do to make sure that Xander was so dependent on him? Before he could speak, he noticed a glowing statue in a closed glass display case. Looking at it for a moment, Giles was shocked to see that it was a fully proportioned statue of Janus.

Turning back to the Chaos mage, Rupert snarled as he watched Xander shudder out his release and Ethan fill him with his own before plugging the boy. Dark eyes held smugness, a glint of madness and power that made Rupert hold back his first reaction to beat the shit out of Ethan.

“Why did you take Xander; out of all the people in the world, why him?” Giles grit his teeth together and Ethan smiled.

“Ripper, I saved the boy. He was being trussed up for a sacrifice by a group of Faryl demons and Vampires. I could hardly let such a powerful person be used simply to be food for a higher demon. However, I only got there after the boy had lost his mind and memories. So I took him in.” Ethan leered at Xander, “I taught him many things and brought him back to health. When he got his memories back, he decided to stay.”

“Xander?” Giles wanted to hear it from the boy he had known.

“He’s telling the truth Giles. He saved me, and did everything he could for me, when you and the others didn’t care.” The bland tone hurt more than the words spoken and Giles nodded sadly.

Looking around the room once more, Giles pondered where he was until Ethan chuckled.

“We brought you with us when you passed out Ripper. Now, if you want, we can send you back. Xander simply wanted to let you know that he was alive and happy.” Ethan spoke and Giles had to fight back his instinct to take Xander and run, before nodding.

A flash of light later, Giles was gone, and back in his office. Ethan turned to his toy with a dark grin and bound him to the frame hidden in the hidden room. He wanted to play with his stolen toy, and to fuck the boy until he bled.

Removing the plug once more, Ethan slammed his way home, still fully clothed, and set a punishing pace. Drinking a bottled potion, Ethan grinned sadistically as he felt his erection lock into a perfect hardness and kept pounding away. He could cum as many times as he wanted in the next sixteen hours, but he would never lose his erection. His pet would be hurting for days, as he wouldn’t stop using the hard body for his pleasure.

The statue pulsed in pleasure as Ethan took the boy, soon Janus would be able to take over the Chaos Mage’s mind, and the boy would be his for eternity. ‘Enjoy the tightness and fucking while it lasted,’ Janus thought, ‘Soon the boy would be mine, and you no more Ethan Rayne. Be mindful of how much power you give to your God in the future.’

Fin.

Fic: Breaking in his Treasure (NC17, Xander/Caleb)

Wed, 27 May 2009 21:38:43 GMT

Title: Breaking in the Treasure

Pairing: Caleb/Xander

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Dark Fic, Kidnapping, death of minor and major characters, rape, bondage, Sexual Torture, Mindwashing

Beta: Leiadianaminerva/Willow

Summary: He had to get his treasure away from the thieves and harlots. They couldn’t have his reward any longer.

Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Joss Whedon does. All I own is the plot.

AN: Spring_with_Xan’s Tribute to Xander.

Caleb had spotted the young man and had instantly wanted him. Dark brown hair, full luscious lips, whiskey colored eyes, and a body built to work. When he mentioned his desire to the First, she gave him a chilling smile and told him to go and find his prize, and to hide it away from the slayers. Letting a dark chuckle fall from his lips, Caleb went to take his prize away from the harlots and thieves.

********

Planning a way to lure the Slayer and her fellow kin to the vine yard was priceless. Entering the room, like lambs to the slaughter, the potentials were picked off one by one, and the Bringers latched onto his prize and dragged him to where Caleb was waiting. Licking his lips at the sight of the sweaty face and clinging clothing, Caleb had to hold back his desire to take the young man now and forget his mission. With a final, chilling laugh, he knocked the man out cold and gave a victorious grin to the horrified slayers and the potentials that remained.

“Thank you for bringing back my prize, Slayer. I do appreciate it. Because you gave me back my treasure, I’ll let the rest of you live, for now.” With a final laugh, Caleb disappeared from the vineyard and left a group of horrified and terrified women behind.

*******

Xander woke up with a groan and wondered where he was. Shifting in place, he froze at the feeling of silk on his naked skin. He shot upwards to sit up, but only made it a small way up before he felt bindings holding him down. Panicked brown eyes looked around the dark room, and saw that everything was lit by candles. Before he could try and figure more out, Buffy’s musical laughter filled the room.

“Ah, The One Who Sees is now awake. Caleb was worried that the Bringers were a bit rough with you at the Vineyard. He wants to be the one that moulds you into the man you should be.” Xander looked at “Buffy” and snarled.

“I won’t betray my friends, and they will get me out.” A whip smacked him in the stomach and he bit back a groan of pain at the lash.

“You should be more respectful to our Dark Messiah, Treasure.” Caleb stepped into view and licked his lips at the naked form of his soon-to-be well trained pet.

Brown eyes flashed in anger, but Xander held his tongue, and tuned out both the First and Caleb. He would not break, and he would be rescued by Buffy. Another lash stuck and hit him on the stomach, and once more, Xander bit back the grunt of pain. He was used to beatings, and the whip was no different from his father’s fists and belts.

Seeing that he wasn’t getting the reaction he wanted, Caleb looked towards the first and was silently given permission to “play”. If the One Who Sees wanted to play it tough, well, Caleb had much he wanted to do to the golden body on the black, silken sheets. A look of sadistic glee lit up Caleb’s face, and The First almost pitied the human. Almost.

*******

Caleb pulled out his box of toys and smiled at the things that were made for pleasure. Smooth plastic with bumps and vibrations would be best to torment his new pet with, and Caleb stepped forward to the bed. Forcing Xander to look at him, Caleb let him see the sadistic grin on his face as he cooed to the young, bound man.

“You should have shown more respect lad. Now, I get to play with you however I want. I choose to make you beg me for everything and anything.” Seeing the brown eyes widen in horror, Caleb quickly untied Xander and manhandled him into an X-frame. He wanted to be able to touch all parts of his new pet, and having him suspended from the ceiling was the best place for it.

With his new pet bound to the ceiling, Caleb began to fondle the muscular body before him. Stroking the soft cock to a nice hardness, he slipped a cock ring on to make sure that his pet would always enjoy the sensations a bit. Eventually, his pet would no longer need the restricting device, as he would be completely owned by Caleb.

He plucked at the brown nipples on the hairless chest, and decided that he was going to shave his pet smooth. No more nasty hair anywhere but on his pet’s head. With a wicked grin, he went to get the clippers as well as a blade and shaving foam. Seeing the items, Xander was worried, and began to fidget when the hands went back to his bound cock.

Squeezing the bound organ just past too tight, Xander stilled and whimpered; letting Caleb shave away his pubic hair, Xander jerk at the touch on his sensitive skin afterwards. His under arms were next, and Xander turned his face away to hide the shame and confusion he could feel bubbling up inside of him.

Smirking at Xander’s plight, Caleb continued to caress and stroke the firm body beneath him, and enjoyed the trembling that was coming from the bound man. Quickly, he pinched a nipple and then soothed the young man as he gasped in pain. He continued this form of torment for over an hour before he slid a slick toy into the tight body of his pet, turning it on instantly. The reaction was priceless. Arching into the sensation Xander didn’t know whether to press into the invading object or to try and push it out. Caleb took the choice away from him as he began to roughly fuck Xander with the toy.

The screams and mewls coming from the bound body was making Caleb’s blood sing, and he quickly changed the toy for a bigger one. After this one, he would fuck his new pet. He wanted to feel the tightness around his swelling cock, and he would make the young man take it all. He had been too well-endowed as a mortal man, and with his Master’s powers, he thickened out a bit more, and grew over another inch. So, while he had been a good nine and a half inches long and two and a half inches wide, he was now twelve inches long and five inches thick. His pet would learn to worship his cock, and take it all. His Master had promised him that his pet would eventually be able to; that and he would remember that his pet was only his as no other man had taken what was rightfully his.

Moving behind his pet, Caleb pulled out his cock, and smirked as he remained fully dressed. Shifting the X-frame so that it would bend his pet in half, Caleb slicked his throbbing cock with the oil that was left for him by his Master. The First had told him that the oil would be absorbed into his pet, slowly making him more compliant and willing to bend to his wishes and desires. When his pet was fully his, then he would be able to use the young man to finish off the rest of the Slayer line, and to kill the Powers-That-Be. Rewards and Punishment would always be sexual; it was the pleasure or the pain that would determine if it was either.

Pulling out the toy, Caleb wrapped his arm around Xander’s waist and positioned his cock at the loosened hole. Feeling the heat behind him, Xander began to struggle, moaning out “No”, “Don’t”, “Not that” and Caleb smiled. Pressing forward, he could feel the muscles trying to keep him out, and with a feral snarl, he slammed into the taught body ripping a primal scream of pain from his Pet.

“It’s your own fault that hurt. You should have let me in Pet. You belong to me and only me.” Beginning the chant that needed the mixture of blood and oil, Caleb began to bind the struggling man to him as he fucked the violently spasming hole.

With each verse and thrust, Xander could feel the betrayal of his body and he could only whimper in horror as he began to crave what the mad priest was doing to him. Moaning soon flowed out of Xander’s lips, and Caleb undid the cock ring around the base of the smooth organ. Grasping the now freed cock, Caleb began pumping the swollen flesh in time with his mad thrusts and chanting. Xander let out a piercing wail as he came once Caleb’s spell had been weaved and tied to erupting organ splitting his ass open. Panting as he felt the flood of cum filling him, Xander whimpered as a dark chuckle wrapped around him. With dawning horror, Xander noticed that Caleb was still hard and throbbing in his ass.

“As you can see, Pet, I am not done with you yet. I will claim you until you submit to me, mind body and soul.” Xander shook as the thick cock pulled back and held still, before the occasional touch of a hand and fingers traced the stretched out ring of his once virgin hole.

“What did you do to me?” Xander’s voice waivered as he felt himself harden at the simple touches that Caleb was bestowing on him.

“I am simply adding more oil to my cock.”

“No,” he moaned, “I meant the spell.” The dark chuckle filled the room again.

“I simply bound you to me fully. I’m surprised that you never heard about losing your virginities for they bind you to the people that know the right spells if you have them.” He laughed at Xander’s fear filled gasp, “That is correct, my Pet, since you were still a virgin to male loving, and I now bound you to me fully for eternity.”

Xander moaned in denial as the cock filling him seemed to pulse more at the idea, and he tried once more to move away, but a stinging slap sounded through the room and he whimpered in pain at the feeling of the hit on his ass. Whimpering he tried to move more but a tisking sound stopped him and saw movement from the corner of his eye.

Picking up a cane, Caleb began to beat Xander in time with his thrusts, enjoying the screams of pain and pleasure that were flowing out of the young man. Each hit with the cane made the passage tighter and more painful, yet pleasurable, for his new Pet. Laughing as he raped the young man once more, Caleb would ensure that the young man would soon be craving his erection and his presence.

Pulling out a sharp knife, Caleb began to inscribe another binding into the young man’s back and smirked. This binding would make the body obey the one he was bound to, no matter what. He would use it to make the One Who Sees, the perfect one to destroy the Slayer and finish his Master’s wondrous work. He might even have him bring the witch here to “play.”

Reaching underneath the muscled body, Caleb laughed as he felt a hard cock and began to fuck the young man harder. He loved the conflicting emotions rolling off of his pet, and wanted to feel the bending and moulding of the mind under him. He would savour the pleasure that his new toy was giving him, and he would ensure that the One Who Sees would know that he was now simply a puppet until he gave in.

Attaching a cock ring on the bound man’s arousal once more, Caleb flooded Xander’s ass with more cum before pulling out and strapping in a plug to keep the hot liquid inside him rubbing more oil on his cock, he walked around to force his cock down the man’s throat. He wanted to feel the gagging and choking around him and Caleb smirked at the horrified look on Xander’s face upon seeing the monstrous size of the cock that had been fucking him.

“Open your mouth Pet, and get ready to service me well. I want you to swallow me down, and if you bite me, you will regret it.” Dark eyes glistened with malice as the newly dubbed monster forced its way into Xander’s mouth, and he gagged at the taste that hit his senses.

“That’s right, take it all. I don’t care if you gag or choke, you’ll learn to deal with it in due time. Now, swallow and suck. That’s a good Pet. Breathe through your nose when I pull back, good boy.” The soft instruction lit up the markings on Xander’s back, and fearful brown eyes looked up into dark, pleased eyes of his rapist. He would hold out as long as he could, but with the betrayal of his body, Xander knew that he wouldn’t last long if Buffy didn’t save him.

*******

Glazed brown eyes looked around the dark room. It had been two weeks since he had been taken, but Xander no longer held any memory of his past life. All he remembered was his Master, and his Master’s Master. He was in the process of getting a name and was called either Pet or Whore. He knew that there had been something in his life before, but he had a feeling that it was without his Master. If that were true, then he didn’t want to know. His Master was his life.

Xander whimpered as tried to find Caleb within the many tunnels of the First’s lair. Hearing voices further up, Xander was surprised to see the members of the Slayer’s gang chained to the far wall. He remembered that it was his job to dispose of the group of them, but he had to drain the Slayer’s sister of all her blood before the eyes of the others, after killing the Witch. With no more memory of the group before him, Xander took an axe and made his way to wall where the four were chained and still out cold. Bringing the axe down in a deadly arc, the Witch’s head fell to the floor with a thud.

Caleb watched his Pet work in satisfaction and palmed himself through his pants. Perhaps he should play with his pet some more until the other three woke up and saw their dead witch. Stepping from the shadows, Xander turned and smiled happily upon seeing his Owner. Dropping the Axe away from the group Xander knelt before Caleb and looked up at him with adoring eyes.

It had taken two weeks of training to get those eyes to look at him with anything other than hatred or blankness, but Xander had finally submitted fully to him, and now his Pet would only ever look at him with eyes like this.

The Slayer and her group would finally know that only true darkness would succeed, and only upon seeing him taking their beloved “Xander” while they were chained and helpless simply made it all that much sweeter. The powers of the Key would be theirs, and there would be no more Slayers, or Watchers to prevent the Old Ones from returning. Perhaps he would take the last step into becoming a demon, simply so that he could keep his Pet from the hands of the harlots and thieves of the Demon world.

Stripping his boy bare, Caleb sunk into the permanently tight heat and smirked at the whimpers that poured from his boy. The chained ones slowly woke and watched in horror as their friend was claimed before their eyes. They looked towards Willow, and screamed at the decapitated body that hung in chains as Caleb filled his boy to the brim, and plugged him before letting him finish his last task before he earned his name.

“Now, Pet, you know what you have to do. These harlots tried to keep you from me for many years, and they must be punished.” The dark voice slithered over Xander’s senses and he stepped forward to drain the Key of her blood.

“Xander, it’s us! We’re your friends!” The Blonde Slayer was yelling at him as he hooked her “sister” up to the machine that would drain her dry.

As the machine worked, he gave the elder man a quick death, simply stabbing him in the heart, and using a fast acting poison. For some reason, he didn’t want the man to suffer anymore. The Slayers shrieked, and just as quickly, the dark haired Slayer was killed. They had been the last two left, as all the potentials had finally been killed. Villages and towns were gone as more and more potentials had been removed from the equation. The Blonde Slayer watched in horror as her sister slowly lost the spark in her eyes and died, turning into a shrivelled husk before she saw blank brown eyes looking at her, and a grinning Caleb and First standing behind the one who killed her other friends.

“Why him? Why did you do this to him?” Her voice was filled with sadness and suppressed sobs.

“It is simply because, as the One Who Sees, he is much more useful to us that you. That and all he knows are us.” With that, Xander decapitated Buffy and he was pulled back into the arms of his Master.

“Kneel Pet, we shall give you your name as soon as I give your Master his final reward for his duties.” The First smiled, and Xander watched in awe as his master turned into a large Sividia with black wings.

“You shall be named Cassius; however, you can lose this name at any time.” With that the First left to deal with the world It now controlled, leaving the newly named Cassius with his Master.

Caleb leered down at his pet and dragged him to their rooms, he would have to see the limits of this new body, and make his boy accept it all. With that Caleb began to train his Pet again, letting the minions shudder in envy at the fact that Caleb had such a pretty Pet.

Fin.

Fic - Lucky Brown Coats (Mal/Lindsey, PG, FF/AtS)

Mon, 27 Apr 2009 17:15:55 GMT

Title: Lucky Brown Coats

Pairing: Mal/Lindsey

Rating: PG (mostly for language)

Warnings: Slash-Gen

Summary: In a way he was glad that the Senior Partners got Angel so pissed off that he sent Lindsey away; he liked living on Serenity.

Disclaimer: I do not own BtVS, AtS or Firefly. Joss Whedon does. *pouts at the lack of hot men to ogle*

Notes: This is for inkandchocolate for the Firefly Challenge on maleslashminis . Also, all translations came from Browncoats.com.

Lindsey was grateful to Angel for sending him into another realm where there were no Senior Partners or any other form of lawyers around. He was certain that he could have joined the Alliance and made it big there, as it was the same feeling of competition he had with the others in his LA division, but he was tired of the backstabbing, the needless deaths and the politics of sucking up and having no choice but to do as asked. So, when Angel had sent him off into another dimension, Lindsey was surprised at what he saw.

He had landed in what looked like a cargo hold. He had hit his head, so he wasn’t sure how long he had been unconscious for until; he heard the sound of a gun cocking. Mentally sighing at his predicament, Lindsey looked up and held his breath at the sight before him. Tight brown pants molded to a well cut body, with brown suspenders going over a well cut blood red shirt. Brown boots and a brown coat accented the shirt and the man’s figure. One gun was trained on him, and Lindsey noticed the holster was easily accessible if he had to draw it quickly.

“What are you doing on my gorram boat?” A deep husky voice asked, and Lindsey had to still his shiver of desire at the sound of it.

“Well, I could go on a wild story as to how I got here, but to tell you the truth, I’m not really sure.” He went with his gut reaction to be as truthful as possible, and the man snorted at him.

“Gorram stowaways, always hiding in my cargo bay,” The man muttered something else in Mandarin, but Lindsey couldn’t catch it.

“Well, excuse me for the inconvenience of being knocked out and stuffed in here like unwanted luggage.” The sarcasm dripped from Lindsey’s voice. He hated it when people dismissed him simply because he was working on what he knew.

The man blinked and glared at Lindsey for his lip. He knew he was being unfair, but he always got the stowaways, and Jayne always tried to “buy” them afterwards.

“Oh, it’s not you that I’m pissed with. I just know that when my crew sees you, one of them is going to try and “buy” or “trade” something for you.” The man smirked at the confused look. “They’ll think that your swai(1), and in need of a keeper.”

“I am not some, some, jien huo(2)!” He glared up and snarled, “And put your kao(3) gun away, hwoon dahn(4).”

Putting the gun back in his holster, the man smirked at Lindsey. Crossing his arms he looked down at the man sprawled on the floor of his cargo bay and shifted, enjoying the flashes of lust in the expressive eyes before him.

“I’m Captain Malcolm Reynolds, and you are on my ship, Serenity. Now, how about you come with me and we’ll make sure that you get a proper welcome, dong ma?”

Lindsey smirked and stood gracefully from the floor.

“I thought you’d never ask.”

End.

(1) Swai – cute

(2) Jien huo – cheap floozy

(3) Kao – goddamn

(4) Hwoon Dahn - Jerk

What Big Cat Are You?

Thu, 09 Apr 2009 15:47:36 GMT

You Are a Black Panther

You see through people. You understand others' motives and plans.
You have a knack for predicting the future. You just know what people are going to do.

People are attracted to you. You are naturally able to influence other people's thoughts.
You have the charisma to be a beloved guru or dictator. It's all about how you handle it.

What Big Cat Are You?

*smirks* oh yeah.... love the kitty....

Thinking Game Meme

Tue, 07 Apr 2009 18:14:19 GMT

Rules:

IT'S HARDER THAN IT LOOKS! HIT FORWARD, ERASE MY ANSWERS, ENTER YOURS, SEND IT ON TO 10 PEOPLE INCLUDING THE ONE THAT SENT THIS TO YOU. USE THE 1ST LETTER OF YOUR LAST NAME TO ANSWER EACH OF THE FOLLOWING QUESTIONS. THEY HAVE TO BE REAL PLACES, NAMES, THINGS. NOTHING MADE UP! TRY TO USE DIFFERENT ANSWERS IF THE PERSON IN FRONT OF YOU HAD THE SAME 1ST INITIAL. YOU CAN'T USE YOUR NAME FOR THE BOY/GIRL NAME QUESTION.

Have Fun

1. Your last name: Cusson

2. A four letter word: Cast

3. A Boys Name: Carl

4. A Girls name: Charlotte

5. An Occupation: Cashier

6. A Color: Cyan

7. Something you wear: Capris

8. A Beverage: Cranberry juice

9. Food: Carrot

10. Something found in the bathroom: Cupboards

11. A place: Cancun

12. Reason for being late: Car troubles

13. Something you shout: Christ!

Play if you dare!

NaNo 2008 - How Xander got his Freedom

Thu, 02 Apr 2009 21:12:04 GMT

Here is the next part.... it's a good chunk and I am sad, yet glad to say that the fic is slowly coming to a close.

*wipes brow* I've never written a fic this long before.... that didn't have a Mary Sue in it..... *shudders at that fic* hope you all enjoy!

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

As Xander sat in Ezra’s Jag, he wanted to scream in frustration at the coddling he was getting. Now that Team 3 had been dealt with, Xander was able to finish his work, and help other lab techs with their cases. Seeing Ezra coming down into the lab area made Xander curious. Being told that it was quitting time, Xander was startled and quickly shut down his station before waving good bye to the other members of the lab for his weekend off. As they were leaving, Ezra mentioned that they were heading to the ranch, and that Chris wanted to ask him something. That was when the sense of foreboding came forward, and Xander quietly asked if this was about Team 3. The tense nod, made him sigh, and lean against the window in silence.

The rest of the ride was done in silence, and Xander never noticed Ezra looking over at him in concern. The worry in the green eyes grew as they got closer to the ranch and he silently cursed Chris Larabee and his demanding ways. Xander didn’t need this, and he hoped that Chris didn’t rip into his lover, or Ezra would bitch back.

The Jag stopped in its regular spot at Chris’ ranch and before Xander could leave the car, Ezra stopped him with his hand on his arm.

“Xander, just remember that Vin and I love you, no matter what, and if Chris get’s too bitchy, you’ll still have us in your corner.”

“Thanks Ez, I appreciate that.” With a small smile, Xander slid of the car, and both made their way into the lion’s den.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Chris had been pacing the entire time he had gotten into his home. Ezra would be there soon enough, and he simply wanted to ask Xander why he didn’t come to them. Maybe it was the obvious answer of not wanting to impose, or that it was too serious to simply move and talk to Chris. But, damn-it, he needed to know why.

Ezra and Xander entered the Ranch, and curled up to Vin upon entering. The blue eyed sharpshooter saw that the pair of them needed to be close, so he didn’t fidget at the lack of quick exits. Silence filled the room, as Chris seemed to wait for Xander to speak. Seeing that their ballistics tech was remaining quiet, Chris was the first to speak.

“Why didn’t you come to us when you saw that there was a problem?” Ezra hid a flinch at how accurate Xander was about why he had been brought here, and curled up closer to his lovers.

“I told my supervisor, who is the head of the whole lab for the ATF. He had been looking into it, but when his findings were swiped with the last transgression to me, I went to AD Travis. I knew he would let you look into it, and that was why I did it the way I did. That way you had the ATF on your side, and you didn’t have to prove why you did it afterwards.” Xander spoke calmly, and both Vin and Ezra were trying to keep the young man calm.

“How long had it been going on?”

“A month after I started.”

“Jesus, Xan…” Buck whispered and Xander’s patience snapped.

“I can handle my issues just fine. I don’t need any hand holding or any pampering. I’ve fought and won, so dealing with a few upstarts isn’t going to hurt me, nor is it going to impinge my honour.”

“Dammit Xander, we care! That’s why we’re so worried!” Chris growled at the defiant glare in the young man’s eyes.

“I’m no child that needs protecting Chris.” Brown eyes flashed to green for a moment and Buck’s eyes widened in understanding.

“We know that you can handle yourself Xander, we just want you to have the best back up possible for these situations.” Buck smacked Chris before he could talk and Buck walked over and squatted in front of the vibrating young man.

“Then--” Xander started to talk but was cut off when Buck began to speak once more.

“Your girls’ weren’t very supportive of you and what you could do, were they?” Brown eyes looked anywhere but at Buck, and Chris had to clench his fists to stop himself from doing any damage to the house.

“It wasn’t just the girls.” The quiet voice was almost missed in the oppressive silence, and Xander was pulled into a supportive embrace from both sides.

Buck cursed under his breath and patted Xander on his knee, and waited until the young man looked at him. He knew that he would have to remind Xander that they would be there for him, and that asking for help wouldn’t be considered whining or being a baby.

“Kiddo, we’re a family. Families, most of the time, stick together when things get tough. If you had come to us with this, then we could have helped you out faster, and gotten it stopped just as well. You can ask for help. It’s not a weakness or a burden to us if you need help. Yes, we might bitch and moan in jest about missing out on something else, but we will do everything we can to help you. Now, I know that Chris can be a bit grumpy, but he hates it when his family is attacked, and he would have backed you in a heartbeat if you had come to us instead of waiting it out like you did.”

Xander looked at the nodding faces and let a small, shy smile come forth. He knew, in his mind, that Buck was telling the truth from the start, but old insecurities bubbled to the surface, and he held back. He also had a feeling that Team 7 would be down in the labs more often than not from now on because of this.

“Thanks,” And that said it all.

Fic - What is the best one?

Tue, 31 Mar 2009 01:12:43 GMT

Title: What is the best one?

Author: Kat - katrinatoc

Pairing: Xander/Giles

Rating: G

Word Count: 554

Beta: Becca/Paul

Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel. I own the word written on this page. This implies that I am poor, so no suing for you.

Summary: He wanted the perfect token.

AN: This is for cmk418 in the maleslashminis Xander Challenge

He could hear Faith complaining in the background about the snow here in Cleveland. Considering that it was in the Northern US, Cleveland was bound to get snow. Xander had been silent for a few days now, mourning the loss of another young Slayer in Training, and Giles couldn’t help but sigh sadly at the sight of his lover’s haggard features. She had been killed in a mundane way, which is what hurt them all more. She had been hit by a truck while she had been patrolling for the newest nest of vampires in one of the seedier areas of the city.

Luckily there would be no more snow after this last snowfall, as it was the middle of March, and Giles was planning on hunting for a small token that Xander could wear anywhere and not be hassled about why he had it on. Necklaces were out, the broke to easily, and the girls would pull on it whenever Xander sparred with the others. Bracelets were too feminine for Xander’s build, and most were made for women in mind anyways. Xander was against Tattoos and Piercings, from seeing what they eventually did to a body as it aged, and he claimed that the eye patch was enough body art for him, even though it was necessary. However, a ring would do.

The only problem that Giles had, now, was to determine what kind of ring would suite Xander best. Slim rings were out, as they would break with all the hands on work that Xander did day in through night. A bulky ring would be horrible for Xander, since it would get caught on everything, and he would refuse to wear it on principle. A simple band would do well for Xander, and Giles had the perfect idea in mind for it. A few days past he had walked past a Jeweler’s and noticed that they had a platinum band made with Celtic knots on display. If he could get that ring for Xander, it would be perfect and allow them to share a smile over the reminder of love that they had.

Giles had to hide his grin as he left the main building of the International Slayers and Watcher’s council, and made his way to the Jeweler’s for the ring he wanted. If they didn’t have it any more, Giles’ still knew what he wanted to give Xander as a promise of his love and devotion. Maybe he could whisk his lover off to England and get married there; since only in two states did they allow gay marriage to be recognized as a legal binding between two members of the same sex. Seeing the ring he wanted still on display, Giles got it sized to Xander’s hand and quickly left with the ring in the black velvet box. He couldn’t wait to see Xander’s reaction to his ring, and hoped it was as intense as their coupling a few days earlier.

Making his way over to Xander, as he entered the building, Giles had to smile, and could only imagine the response he would get from his lover. The kiss followed by being dragged off to their room was worth the hassle of finding the right token of his love.

The End

NaNo 2008 - How Xander got his Freedom

Sat, 21 Mar 2009 14:48:24 GMT

Here is the next bit of my NaNo fic... the bunny has decided to rejoin the living, and I am happy once more!

It was a month later that Xander started to get problems with the job at the ATF building. Cases were moved and his supplies began to vanish. The final straw was when his exemplar was touched and tainted with dirt and other foreign objects. Stomping up to AD Travis’ office, Xander slammed down pictures from the surveillance camera onto the desk before him showing Team 3 screwing around in his lab.

“Deal with them, or I will. I am sick of whatever crawled up their asses and decided that I need to have my work space fucked with. Remind them that if I can’t do my job, then all those gun runners that Teams 7 and 6 busted can be freed.” With one final growl, Xander stalked out of the office and made his way back to his lab to finish the last logging of evidence from a bust over a week old from Team 6.

Chris and Buck watched Xander stalk out of the Judge’s office and knocked before entering the room. The sight of AD Travis glaring at a few stills made the pair curious before anger coursed through their veins at what Team 3 had been doing to Xander’s lab.

“As you can see gentlemen, Team 3 needs to be dealt with. However, I can only get away with putting marks in their files for now. Chris, I need Team 6 and 7 to instruct Team 3 on how to respect the lab techs assigned to certain teams.” A hard look glittered in the Judge’s eyes and Chris and Buck nodded their consent.

“Team 3 will regret the day that they decided to attack Xander.” With that, both men left a satisfied Judge behind and the beginnings of a new betting pool in the secretarial office.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Team 3 quickly learned that they should have ignored their team leader when it came to harassing and hazing Harris. Team 6 and 7 were brutal in their lessons, and soon AD Travis had enough ammunition to fire the leader of Team 3 and hire the one he wanted in that man’s place. When the Judge had given Team 7 the green light and a “carte blanc” for dealing with Team 3, he had forgotten that they reacted like a family.

Vin and Ezra had pranked Team 3’s offices, and ensured that they never knew when they were going to be hit next. The pranks varied from funny and harmless to terrifying for the agents affected. JD ensured that their computers slowed down just enough so that they had problems loading their software for writing reports, and thus had to do them by hand. Nathan pulled rank and had them all go for a physical, and had already told the hospital that they had targeted one of their own, so making it gentle wasn’t necessary. The nurses took great delight in making their physicals uncomfortable for picking on the most behaved member of team 7.

Josiah began telling Team 3 tales and sermons of respect for your fellow man, and went into great detail of the punishments that could be dished out by the All Mighty for going against His wishes. He had confided in Nathan that the Fire and Brimstone approach was useful when you wanted to terrify the persons responsible for the pain inflicted on those you know. Chris and Buck’s revenge was downright intimidating to the men of Team 3. Both dressed all in black, both swooped down like angels of death, and it took only moments before the pair was told that their leader had ordered them to haze Harris, and then escalate to the rate that they had been. If they hadn’t, they would have lost the jobs they loved. Team 6 decided that taking the soon to be ex leader of Team 3 to AD Travis for the final nail in his coffin, and thanked Chris and Buck for getting their team to do all the work.

The Teams in the ATF building were disgusted with the man when it came out that Harris had beaten his son in the Ballistics’ course, and that he had gotten the position in the building that he had wanted his son to have. When his son was called in the young man gave them a bitter smile.

“I never wanted to stay in Denver when I became a ballistics tech. I enjoy Los Angeles. Yes, Harris came in first in the program, but I came in third, so I’m not all bent out of shape. He wanted to control my career like he did my sister, and he’s pissed off that I’m not a malleable as she is.” He shrugged. “She’ll be happy he’s gone from the ATF when I tell her he’s been fired. This will allow her to accept the promotion she wants and be able to move over seas.”

With that, the leader of Team 3 was removed from duty, and life went back to normal for the ATF agents. Xander, now, had to deal with seven grumpy family members about the trashing of his lab.

I hope you enjoyed it!

Fic - Candles, Dinner, and Oh My...

Sat, 21 Mar 2009 13:28:56 GMT

Title: Candles, Dinner, and Oh My…

Author: Kat - katrinatoc

Pairing: Xander/Andrew

Rating: R

Word Count: 1,100

Disclaimer: Joss Whedon owns Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel. I own the word written on this page. This implies that I am poor, so no suing for you.

Summary: Who said that Romance was dead?

AN: This is for edenskye in the "Twinkies for Xander" Challenge on Ultimate Xander

Xander smiled as he set up the last few candles for his date with Andrew. The pair had been together for three months now, and Xander was still amazed that he and the former Warlock were in a romantic relationship. He was certain that no one else would have reached him after Anya died after the fall of Sunnydale, and had spent two years in Africa mourning her loss. Neither were fond of crowds, because of past issues, so a dinner in was a wonderful treat and symbol that Xander was ready to move forward a bit more.

Andrew had been working with Giles in the New Council, trying to get all the Slayers and Watchers into proper teams. He had made a mistake early on and almost abandoned Angel’s group in LA, but told Buffy that they had been getting geared up to fight a major Apocalypse and they only had five or six fighters. She had gathered up several of the more trained Slayers and had Willow magic them to Angel’s side in time to defeat the Circle of the Black Thorn.

Buffy had been furious at what Andrew had said to Angel and his group, but Giles had pointed out that Angel’s group had been working with Wolfram and Heart at the time, so he had every right to be wary of the Vampires and their team. It didn’t help that Angel hadn’t told them that Cordelia had died, and that something perverted had used her body at the time made them all question Angel’s sanity.

Xander had stood up to Buffy for Andrew’s sake and she had tried to play the fact that he had always hated Angel for getting her first and his reply had shocked her into silence.

“I hold no hatred for Angel, and I stopped being infatuated with you since high school. I had many relationships since then, if I remember right, and you know that Andrew and I have been dating for a few weeks now. No, if anything, I pity Angel actually. Here he was fighting the good fight, and then he forgets the main rule of guerilla warfare. Never make a deal with the ones you are fighting against, it gets dirty and bloody right quick.”

Buffy had gaped like a fish, and Xander had left after kissing Andrew lightly on the lips. That had been just over two months ago, and Xander wanted to surprise his lover with a warm meal, and possibly the furthering of their relationship.

The sound of a key unlocking the door made Xander giddy, and he lit the candles before leaning against the wall by the dining room.

“Hey Andy, how did the meeting go?” He drank in Andrew’s body, nicely wrapped in a well tailored suit.

“It was good; we’re meeting with a few other agencies that fight the nightlife here in England, so you’ll have to get a suit ready for that meet and great next week.” Kissing his dark haired lover, Andrew had to hold back a giggle that threatened to escape at the thought that Xander was all his.

“Hmm, that’s fine.” Leading Andrew to the kitchen, Xander was treated to the sight of his lover’s expression brightening.

“Wow, is this what you did all day?”

“Well, just most of it; I know how much you loved some of the dishes I brought back from Egypt.”

“Thank you,” Andrew kissed Xander. “But, what is it for?”

“The next step; now, eat over the slaving I have done today.”

Andrew was startled for a moment before a wicked grin crossed over his face. Xander had mentioned that he was nervous about being in a proper relationship, since they had all been mostly focused on sex or pleasure. The fact that he wanted to wait, and only now slowly gave into the silent acceptance made Andrew happier than ever.

They ate the meal in easy silence, shyly looking up at each other and holding hands when they could. A small game of footsie was being played as well, and Xander soon was shifting in his seat from the reactions that Andrew was causing.

Once dinner was finished, Xander pulled out Andrew’s favourite dessert, chocolate caramel cheese cake. They shared a slice and smiled as they fed each other the creamy treat. With one last lick, the plate was cleared and Xander stood to hold out a hand to Andrew. A kiss was shared once more, and Xander led his soon to be lover to the bed room. Hearing Andrew gasping at the sight of the room, Xander puffed up in pride at the reaction he could invoke in his lover.

The room had several dark blue candles lit, and there was a vase of White and Blue roses on the bedside table. A bottle of lube and condoms were settled on a fluffy white towel on the other table, and the sheets were turned down on the bed. The smell of musk and strawberries filled the room, and Xander snuck a look at Andrew wondering if he had gone a bit too far.

“Xan, this is perfect. How did you know?”

Shrugging shyly, Xander gave Andrew a soft smile. “I just did.”

Tugging him to the bed, Andrew stripped them both of their clothes and pulled Xander close for a mind blowing kiss. He wanted to show Xander that he truly did love him, and did enjoy the spoiling going on.

Xander was in a daze as Andrew took over the next step, and enjoyed the lack of responsibility. He was slowly brought to a new heightened level of arousal, and the simple love and devotion that Andrew was bestowing on him made him wonder how he had missed this feeling for so long. The simplicity in Andrew’s ministrations made Xander aware that he was going to receive his lover’s sincere thanks for his treat, and he had to fight to hold back tears. Not even Anya had shown him this amount of love and devotion, and it made him wonder why he never saw that before.

Their lovemaking was fast and slow, gentle and rough, mind blowing and earth shattering. Xander let Andrew play with his body, trusting the other man with all of his faults, and was sent to heaven with the results. In return, he gave Andrew the same awe inspired joy that he had moments before, and showered Andrew in pleasure.

Once done, they curled around each other, basking in the shared love and tenderness. Smiling as they fell asleep, both were glad that romance wasn’t dead.

The End.

What's Your Celtic Animal?

Tue, 17 Mar 2009 17:48:31 GMT

Your Animal is the Otter

You are a supportive, caring person. You value human life, and you think each person deserves compassion.
You are optimistic and inspiring. You see what people need to feel complete, and you help them get it.

You bond easily with others, and you are especially close to your family. You love to share, learn, and play together.
Security is important to you. You are calm, as long as you aren't threatened.

What's Your Celtic Animal?

honestly, I never expected it to be right....

What Slanguage Do You Speak?

Mon, 16 Mar 2009 00:11:09 GMT

You Speak Canadian Slang

Canadian Slang: 75%

Aussie Slang: 25%

Prison Slang: 25%

Southern Slang: 25%

Victorian Slang: 25%

British Slang: 0%

What Slanguage Do You Speak?

Meme

Sat, 07 Mar 2009 05:47:14 GMT

So, katrinatoc, your LiveJournal reveals...

You are... 0% unique and 8% herdlike (partly because you, like everyone else, enjoy yaoi). When it comes to friends you are popular. In terms of the way you relate to people, you are keen to please. Your writing style (based on a recent public entry) is intellectual.

Your overall weirdness is: 46

(The average level of weirdness is: 29.
You are weirder than 85% of other LJers.)

Find out what your weirdness level is!

Meme

Thu, 05 Mar 2009 07:01:37 GMT

yoinked from heartspeed

My band. My first CD. Actually Kind of catchy, a little emo but oh well.

1 - Go to "wikipedia." Hit “random”
or click http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random

The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.

2 - Go to "Random quotations"
or click http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3"

The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.

3 - Go to flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”
or click "http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days"

Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4 - Use photoshop or similar to put it all together.

5 - Repost and Tag if you Like

Meme of the Music

Tue, 17 Feb 2009 03:03:34 GMT

1. Reply to this post and I'll assign you a letter.
2. List (and upload, if you feel like it) 5 songs that start with that letter.
3. Post them to your journal with these instructions.

saxihighlandck gave me the letter C
sharpiesgal gave me the letter K

Letter C
1. Come and I will sing you - Great Big Sea
2. Calling baton Rouge - Garth Brooks
3. Candyman - Christina Aguilera
4. Celin Dion - Arrogant Worms
5. Control - Puddle of Mudd

Letter K
1. Kryptonite - 3 Doors Down
2. Kung Fu Fighting - Foo Fighters
3. Kiss (When the Sun Don't Shine) - Vengaboys
4. Keep it Down - Smash Mouth
5. Kickin' and Screamin' - Garth Brooks

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NaNo 2008 Story

Fri, 06 Feb 2009 02:29:53 GMT

*smiles* I have more for your viewing pleasure people! do enjoy it, and let me know if you still want to read it.

I'll be wrapping it up to end soon, and I know that it'll be the "last" chapter to be fully posted.

do enjoy!

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Xander woke up slowly and stretched out the kinks in his back. Blinking his eyes open to the golden rays that sparkled around the room, Xander sat up and looked around for his lovers. Seeing a note on the bedside table, Xander picked it up and smiled at the words.

X-

Went riding to the lake; see you at lunch.

-E&V

Smirking at the missive, Xander slipped out of bed and went to shower. The clock in the bathroom flashed that it was eleven in the morning, so Xander knew that he had time to shower, dress and make a quick meal for the seven riders.

Sighing in pleasure at the warm spray that rained upon him, Xander let his mind drift as he thought about his trip back. While he was upset that he was two days late, he was glad that he got to the ranch the night before. He had been exhausted as the sense of excitement began to fade, and added that he had been riding for twelve hours hadn’t helped.

Stepping out of the shower to dry himself off, Xander thought over his welcoming from the night before. JD’s enthusiasm needed to be curbed at times, but that would come with age and more busts. Wrapping the towel around his hips, Xander walked into the bedroom and slipped on a pair of boxers before he remembered his mumbled words the night before.

“Oh shit, I’m so going to be teased when they get in.”

Xander scrubbed his face with his hands and pouted at the memory of using the Hyena’s names for each man in the group. Sighing once more, Xander finished getting dressed and made his way to the kitchen and began to get the food ready for the seven hungry men that would be arriving in half an hour.

Mixing up a quick meal, Xander smiled upon seeing the pots happily cooking away. Pasta, sauce and some garlic bread were baking away, filling the room with the smells of home. While he didn’t know the same dishes that Josiah knew, or was as inept in the kitchen as Buck and JD were, Xander knew how to keep the house smelling like a home with simple dishes that took little time. Hearing the back door slamming open Xander smirked as he stepped out of the kitchen.

“Go wash up boys, lunch is almost ready.”

A chorus of “Yes Xan” was shouted, and Xander made his way back to the kitchen to set up the table. Xander was pulled against a strong, lean chest, once the table was set, and had his head tilted back to kiss the blue-eyed sharp shooter. Letting out a soft moan, Xander pulled back for air and was quickly kissed by his green-eyed undercover man. A cough from the door way stopped the kiss, and Xander turned glassy eyes to Chris.

“Sorry man, but I’m not kissing you.” Xander’s husky voice filled the room and both men blushed as the three behind Chris laughed while Ezra and Vin let out semi-possessive growls.

“That’s fine with me; you’re missing a moustache anyways.” Xander snickered at that and motioned everyone to sit at the table.

“Food is ready boys; you must tell me what I missed while I was on the road.” With that, JD began to tell Xander everything that had happened during the week, making him miss the smirk that Chris and Buck shared.

Once JD was done with his rendition of the week, Buck slid out of his seat to clear the table of all the dishes.

“Hey Xan, head to the living room with the others, we’re gonna have a Pack meeting.” The seven men laughed at the groan that spilled from Xander’s lips.

Pouting, he followed the group and sat down between Ezra and Vin. Glaring at the others for snickering, Xander slumped down in his seat to wait for it to stop.

“You know that we still care about you Xan, it’s just that you never let us in. It’s nice to know what you think of us,” Chris smiled softly.

“Fine,” Xander sighed, “I still get to pout if you pick on me though.”

“No worries Kiddo.” Buck smiled. With that said, the eight went over the plans of how to integrate Xander into their day to day work schedules without it seeming like they were hounding him. It would be a delicate dance, but they knew they could deal with it.

NaNo Fic - Continued!

Mon, 26 Jan 2009 22:11:39 GMT

*cackles* I said that the bunny lived!

*smirks* do enjoy this small part that came to fruit.

*dances and goes to get ready for work* JA!

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

It took Xander a week to get home. The Interstate had several large accidents along the way, and Xander just wanted to see his lovers and friends before he went to sleep for a month. Slowly making his way up to Chris’ ranch, Xander smiled at the sight of all seven vehicles parked around the large front entrance. Getting of the bike with a stiff dismount, Xander slowly made his way to the front door before knocking tiredly on the wooden frame.

“What do you – Xander!” Chris exclaimed startled upon seeing their last brother, before dragging him into the house.

“Xander!” JD squealed as he launched himself at Xander, sending them both to the floor, and Xander getting the wind knocked out of him.

“JD! Stop manhandling Xander at once!” Moving swiftly to his lover’s side, Ezra helped Xander to the sofa where he and Vin had been sitting on.

“Don’t… be mad… at him.” Xander wheezed, trying to force air back into his lungs. “He’s just… excited.”

“He still didn’t have to flatten you when it was obvious that you barely had much strength left for the evening.” Ezra muttered as he got Xander comfortable between himself and Vin, and smiled at the content look that Xander was wearing.

“I’m so sorry Xan! I didn’t even see how tired you were! I was just so happy that you were back, and that Vin and Ezra would stop being so edgy so that Chris wouldn’t kill them for being so out of it. Then there was the fact that you were two days late and everyone wanted to get out and see if you were ok, but you called every night, even when all you wanted to do was sleep. Then you didn’t call tonight and we were all nervous that something bad had happened and then – ACK!” Buck smacked JD in the head and growled at the young man.

“Jesus Kid, he doesn’t need to be knocked down and manhandled by us when he just got here after driving from Miami in seven days because there were more accidents than usual on the Interstate.”

“But Buck!”

“No! You will calm down JD, our lab boy is sleepy. You can pounce on him tomorrow to tell him about our nerve racking week.”

“Fine,” JD plopped down on the chair beside him and pouted for all of five minutes before leaping up to go and get something to drink.

Xander had begun to whimper on the sofa, and JD patted his knee.

“Hey, you’re safe here; no one’s going to hurt you.” Xander’s words startled the group, but they were even more shocked at the words.

“Litter-pup knows safe is back with Pack… Safe with pack… No noisy mating or fighting in evil sunny hotel rooms.” Xander muttered from his spot on the sofa, and the seven had to hide their grins.

“Yes Xander, we’re all safe and sound. Sleep, we’ll take watch.” Chris spoke with an indulgent tone, and the smile was wiped off his face at Xander’s next words.

“Father and Dad make pack den safe.”

Vin and Ezra were trying not to laugh at the flabbergasted look on Buck’s face upon hearing Xander’s words, since everyone knew that Father was for Chris.

“Well, Ezra, why don’t you and Vin take Xander up to bed? I’ll cook his favorite breakfast in the morning.” Josiah spoke softly, trying not to speak too loudly, as to not startle the half-sleeping boy.

“Papi-in-law hunt for food, Medicine man keep papi-in-law safe.”

The group shared a smile and Xander was bundled up and carried to the bedroom upstairs, and stripped down to be cuddled by his mates. Snuffing the two, Xander muttered about warmth and mates before finally falling asleep in the king sized bed. This would be perfect teasing materials for the next few days, and Ezra and Vin knew that the others would poke their lover a few times before dropping the subject.

NaNo Fic - Continued!

Mon, 26 Jan 2009 19:51:33 GMT

*smiles happily* Hey all!

I just wanted to let you know that I have continued the NaNo fic that I begun in November of 2008....

Here is the next installment, and I hope you like it! Check out the rest in my memories... it's listed as NaNo 2008 I believe!

ooohhh! and click on the link on the side to see my dragons... my eggs need the love!

On with the fic!

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The last few months passed by quickly, and soon Xander was packing his things to head back to Denver. The house was being sold for a nice and tidy sum, and Xander was pleased with the final product of his first home. Ezra and Vin had flew down the weekend before to help him pack the last of his belongings. The items that he no longer needed, he had separated for the hurricane and homeless shelters as well as the low income families.

Xander knew that he would be thrown a party by those in the lab, and he wanted everything packed and ready to be sent off before the guests had arrived. There were a few things left to do, and he was still bouncing around because all he wanted to do was leave and go back home to both Vin and Ezra. He missed his lovers, and his friends, and the fact that they could only spend small periods of time together was driving him up the wall.

He was startled when the door bell rang, and wiping his hands, Xander went to see who was at the door. A smile lit up his face upon seeing the others of the lab and Xander let them in. They knew he would be gone by the next morning, and that this was their last chance to say their goodbyes.

“Good afternoon Xander,” Horatio spoke as he walked into the packed up home that his nephew had helped to build.

“Hey guys, come in and make yourselves at home, the movers will be here in three hours to pack up the rest of the house, so I won’t have anything left out by then.”

Settling in the living room, Horatio and the others of the Day Shift lab waited for Xander to come back with whatever he was busy with in the kitchen. They had all been to his home when it was finished, and they were all still in awe at the magic the young man could do with tools, supplies and sweat. They knew that Larabee’s team would treasure him, and that made the loss of him a bit easier to bear. Ryan and Horatio wanted to thank Xander for his help in pushing them together, and for not beating them when he helped Ryan keep his job.

“Are you driving back to Denver?” Calleigh asked Xander as he entered the room with a full tray of drinks and food.

“Yeah, I don’t want to put my bike in a shipping container to be unloaded when it gets to Denver in two or three weeks.”

“What do you have left that needs to be packed away?” Eric asked, curious at how Xander was going to travel back to Denver.

“Well, firstly, I have a back pack and saddle bags that are going to be packed with what I need for my return trip. Also, I had Vin and Ezra take back a suitcase each of my clothes, shoes, and toiletries for when I’ back. It’ll take a good couple of weeks for my things to get to Denver with the moving company. I’ve already given the clothes and items that I don’t need to shelters and thrift stores, and donated the food that I won’t need to soup kitchens.”

“So the only food in the house is what’s in front of us?” Alexx asked with a smile.

“Yep,” Xander gave a bright smile back, “So now you all have to eat, or else I have to throw away all of this food.”

Laughing in delight the group began to eat and drink the food that Xander had prepared for them. Going over the past year, Horatio could see that he was happier now than he had been since Speed’s death. Oh, he would miss his confidant and friend, but now he had something precious. Thanks to Xander and his determination – something not to be confused with bull headedness – he now had a lover and someone to share his burdens with.

“Before we all forget, I’d like to propose a toast.” Horatio spoke softly, yet everyone stopped and looked at him.

“To Xander Harris, the one man that can beat you senseless with simple common sense. I am honored that you came to learn from us, since I know we learned as much from you.” Raising their glasses, Horatio marveled at the fact that his prize intern could still blush at simple praise, but was glad that he was still a humble man.

“Yes, I’m glad you taught us too Xander, I would have lost much more than I would have gained if it wasn’t for you and your silver tongue.” Eric gave a sheepish smile to the group and Xander hugged the Cuban.

“You helped us find what we lost when Speed was killed, and I am happy that you showed us where we were going wrong.” Calleigh gave Xander a sweet smile and wagged a finger at him, “I still want to see what you have for an exemplar though.”

“Baby, you helped each of us with everything we needed and were more than happy to let us cry on your shoulder. I want to thank you though for helping us keep Ryan, I didn’t want to lose another baby boy, and this time to harsh working conditions.” Alexx patted Xander’s hand, and enjoyed the little boy smile he gave her.

“Xan, I want to thank you for going against the grain on your first day. I’ll never forget the kindness and respect you gave me that day, nor will I forget everything you helped me with over the past year.” Ryan raised his glass once more and took a sip of the soda that Xander had served everyone.

Xander blushed at the praise that the group was showering onto him, and while he knew that he had helped the team, Xander never realized the impact he had on his friends here in Miami. Taking in each compliment with humble thoughts, Xander tried to push the blush off of his face, and hid his face in his glass of soda.

They talked through the night, and Xander smiled at each member of the team as they began to leave around eleven thirty. Calleigh, Alexx and Eric all had other places to go that day, so Horatio and Ryan stayed to help clean up the house before the movers showed up.

It didn’t take long to finish packing the remaining items, and before Ryan, Horatio and Xander knew it, the movers were knocking on the door and loading up the truck.

As his final belongings of his stay in Miami were loaded up, Xander turned to both Ryan and Horatio with a smile.

“Thank you both for everything you’ve done for me.”

“It was nothing Xan.” Ryan said with a blush.

“Ryan is correct, we were happy to help you.”

“Still, I wish you both the best, and Denver is always going to welcome you.” Shaking both their hands, Xander gave Horatio the keys to the house so that the house could be sold.

“As Miami will always be open for you,” H gave Xander a smile and was startled at the hug that he got from the young man.

“Both of you take care of yourselves, and I’ll be seeing you later.” With another hug to the shocked pair, Xander leaped onto his bike and drove off.

“I’ll miss the goof ball.” Ryan whispered.

“So shall I Ryan, so shall I.”

NaNo - Later than I expected

Tue, 02 Dec 2008 23:33:28 GMT

*waves* hey all! Sorry about the delay on getting my NaNo bunny out, but I left for home for about a week before heading out to see my sister in Denver.

*grins* I love Denver... there was like no snow and I did ALL my Christmas shopping.... evil holiday that it is.....

So..... here's a small bit for you all..... I got the bunny up while I was flying, so I hope you all like it!

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Ryan and Horatio were subdued when they entered the labs the next morning. Hoping to see the ballistics tech before their shifts started, they were unprepared for the message that was given to them at the front desk. He would only speak with them after work, and it would be on neutral grounds; one of the beaches that was rarely used by the tourists and the rest of the population.

Xander did what he could to avoid the pair during his breaks and was able to keep them from finding his hiding spots within the department for the times that he just needed to be away. He was also grateful that ballistics was overflowing with samples for cases, so he was relatively busy and couldn’t step away from the lab without slowing down the progress that he and Calleigh were quickly making. Also, when she had to leave for a new case, Xander was swamped with the back log that came from their night shift tech from being in the hospital because of a car crash.

Only a few guns remained by the time that Xander had to clock out for the day. He drove to the beach and sat down to wait. He knew that Horatio and Ryan wouldn’t be long, and then hopefully they would have thought over their actions from the night before, and would try to make up for it. The sound of a Hummer and a smaller car pulling up behind him made Xander wonder if it was such a good idea to be in a secluded place for the discussion, but then he remembered the words and tones spoken yesterday, and he digs his heels into the sand.

The sound of feet walking up behind him makes Xander turn around slowly and he looks at the pair of men. Horatio and Ryan both have dark circles under their eyes, and for a moment Xander feels a flash of guilt for not talking to them earlier.

“Xander,” Ryan steps forward and fidgets a bit under the guarded brown eyes. “I’m really sorry about how I spoke to you the other day when you were warning me about the issue with my gambling. I never meant for the words to sound as if you were lying, but Rick Stetler has been trying to discredit Horatio for a while, and I had problems believing that he would warn anyone from H’s team about being fired.”

“I also wish to apologize for my behavior.” Horatio removed his glasses and looked Xander in the eyes. “I know that Rick isn’t always as bad as he shows to the lab, but the fact that he was warning you before me is what confused me. I always know that when Rick hovers that something is going down or that one of my team members is having some issues, so the fact that I hadn’t heard anything is what made me pause. I realize I could have approached the topic differently and I am simply sorry that I made you believe that I didn’t believe you. In my desire to know, I forgot that you also have a good rapport with Rick.”

Xander looked at the pair and slowly nodded at their apologies. Both made sense, and Xander knew the reason he took it to heart was because he was much closer to Ryan than the rest of the lab.

“Alright, I’ll let it go this time, but remember, Rick and I have an understanding. He lets me know if I have to fix anything within the lab and I help out if it’s not a vendetta against someone for something that they can’t control.”

Both men nodded at that and filed it away for future reference. Xander knew almost everything there was to know about the lab and its personnel and the next time an issue like this came up, they would keep their emotions from it.

After discussing the issues that come from gambling, Xander left the pair on the beach and drove home. There were still a lot of things left for him to do, since he left the lab in four months. He couldn’t wait to go home, he missed Denver, badly.

NaNo! Day 16

Mon, 17 Nov 2008 03:00:15 GMT

Xander paced as he waited for Ryan to show. His friend was just finishing up a double shift and the longer it took him to get to Xander’s home, the antsier he got. He didn’t want to put Ryan on the spot, but the fact that he was going to get royally fucked if he didn’t made Xander want to cry. He liked be the enforcer, but not towards his friends, and not like this. He knew Rick would have to act if he saw it again, and that was the only consolidation that Xander had.

The knock on the door brought Xander out of his musings and he quickly answered it, smiling when he saw Ryan and Horatio standing there.

“Come on in, I have some things to discuss with the pair of you.”

“What things?” Horatio asked, curiosity coloring his tone.

“Have a seat; I’ll get you both a drink.” Quickly leaving the room, Xander tried not to hyperventilate at the thought of doing this. Handing over a beer to each of his guests, Xander sat, perched on the edge of his seat, and looked at Ryan.

“Ryan, I need you to listen and please wait until I’m done.” He got a slow nod from his friend.

“Today, I got news that there is proof that you have been gambling. Now, I know the rules when it comes to playing the games of chance here in Miami, and I was asked to get you to stop. If you are caught playing, from now on, you’ll be fired, immediately.” Xander made sure to keep his eyes locked onto Ryan.

“Why you?” Came the soft question.

“Since I know the person that told me and that they will be obliged to have you fired the next time they see it. I mentioned that your new beau will be keeping an eye on you, and that it was so new, that you didn’t want to jinx it.”

“Who saw it?” Horatio asked softly and Xander gave him a small smile.

“Rick Stetler told me,” Xander said honestly, “and that’s simply because I got his head out of his ass the first time I saw him. Told him I was in Miami for a year and that I’d do my job, and bust heads over idiots and drama queens. You’re lucky the team got their act together, or I would have been cracking skulls two months back.”

“Let me get this straight,” Ryan spoke before Horatio could, “Rick Stetler, who has a grudge against Horatio that’s bigger than New York, told you that I had to stop playing poker for money or he’d have to fire me.”

“He’d have to publicly fire you Ryan.” Xander sighed and gave his friend a sad smile. “He’d have you thrown out of the station and hound you as you got your things together. Then, all the shit you would have had been in up to date would have come across as worthless.”

“Xander, how does Rick know that Ryan plays poker?” The voice was deceptively calm and Xander coolly met his gaze.

“Rick has many helpers in the department. He told me as a courtesy since I saved his career by getting him off your ass about everything when it came to your people.” Xander got up and walked away with a sardonic chuckle, “I don’t betray the people around me Horatio, you should know that; now, I’ve given you the warning, please leave.”

Ryan and Horatio winced at the tone, Xander could take any type of hit, whether it is verbal or physical, but to call him a liar, even to his face, was a dangerous thing; both we about to speak when Xander beat them to the punch.

“I asked the pair of you to leave, I’ll let you think over your words tonight, and I might listen to your apologies tomorrow, but get out, now.”

The pair left slowly, and Ryan mourned the loss of a bridge of trust. Yes, he was wrong to question Xander’s motives, but the fact that it had been Rick Stetler, of all people, who had given the warning, had confused him.

Horatio was no different. He knew that he was on shakier grounds than Ryan, and his question did come off as accusing. He winced at the memory of the blank face that swam into mind, and he made a note to see if he could apologize for the wrong tone of voice. The question was sound, since he didn’t know that Ryan was playing poker, but they were together most nights now, and it seemed that Ryan only played rarely. It was still a concern, but the bigger worry was now talking to Xander, and finding a ladder to get out of the hole they dug.

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Damn..... the bunny is still groggy from meds... hopefully I can get more out soon.... and not pass out at my computer too early.....

NaNo! Day 15

Sun, 16 Nov 2008 02:04:09 GMT

The few days after Halloween passed in good standing until Rick was knocked flat on his back by three patrol officers after he had been harassing Xander about his costume. Rick was about to make a scathing remark until he saw the darkness in the lab tech’s eyes.

“I will say this one last time Sergeant Rick Stetler of IAB. I am not on the take, I am not a whore, and I am not sleeping with anyone in this lab. Now, you will stop harassing me, or so help me God, I will ruin your career with words to the right ears. I have Federal Agents as friends, and I know many people who work in the Police force, so please, keep pissing me off.” With one last glare at the prone man, Xander stalked down to the Ballistics lab and began to fire off the necessary rounds for Calleigh before he decided to beat the shit out of an IAB officer.

“You ok Xan?” Calleigh’s voice flowed into the room after he had fired off four rounds.

“I will be after I hit the gym later today.”

“After you’re done with those you can head down to the gym, there isn’t much else to do today. Halloween is almost always a quiet period for us.”

“You sure? I don’t want to foist work onto you.”

“I’m sure; besides, you need to work up a good sweat so that we ladies can enjoy the view.” That got a laugh out of Xander and he gave her a hug, whispering his thanks into her ear, he made his way to the workout room under the labs.

Stretching out his muscles with some light weights, Xander began a hard workout to vent his frustrations at the harassment he was getting. When people are hunted by IAB, others talk. He, being on good terms with Horatio and his team, put him in dark waters with IAB Stetler, and Xander was getting more and more upset with every snide remark sent his way. Patrol had been in on his joke to the crime lab, and had HR and the other departments that didn’t interact often with the lab, but they never got this flack from being friendly with Horatio and his team.

After giving the heavy weight bag a good workout, Xander went hunting for a place to cool down in. He wanted as much time away from the IAB as possible, since they tended to piss him off the fastest. Resting in one of the side rooms to the locker room, Xander went to get ready for his shower, then hide in the room until it was time for him to clock out. He didn’t want to see many people right now, as he was more than willing to hit first and ask questions later. Hoping that Adam wasn’t at his place when he got there, Xander let the hot water wash away the sweat and stiffness from his body.

Quickly scrubbing away at his body, Xander finished his shower and made his way to the lockers. He had much to think about, and began to ponder if he should make a formal complaint against Rick, or if that would make things worse. He’ll have to talk to Horatio about that, and from there see what he should do.

Slipping on his shoes, Xander went back to the small room and sat down. Centering his thoughts, Xander began to go over everything that had Rick on his ass for, and he frowned. It started when the Seven had come down to teach the AFT agents here in Miami how to do a proper disposal run. He’d talk to Rick first and see what was wrong, maybe there was an issue and this was the only way that the IAB sergeant knew how to get Xander’s attention.

With that in mind, Xander left the room and made his way to the IAB floor. Stopping at the receptionist’s desk, he told her to let Horatio know that he was going to IAB at the moment, and if he was looking for him, to find him there. She nodded and smiled, letting Xander slip into the elevator unnoticed by the floor guards.

Xander quickly made his way to Rick’s office and slipped in, closing the door behind him. The man was slumped behind his desk and Xander wondered if he was alright.

“Rick?” The man jumped, and Xander frowned at the dazed look in his eyes

“Xander, thank you for coming; I didn’t know any other way to get you here without telling Horatio that I wanted to talk to you, and if I did that, he’d want to be there.” Xander nodded at his confirmed suspicions.

“You could have called my cell.”

“I lost the number after the Mole was washed out.”

“Ah, so what can I help you with Rick?”

“I need you to stop Ryan from gambling. I’ve gotten reports on him going to poker halls and everything, and I’m worried that he’ll force me to fire him; especially now that he’s finally got footing in with the team.”

“I’ll fix that, and let his beau know that it might become a problem.”

“He’s seeing someone?”

“It’s too new to tell if it’ll go anywhere, but I don’t want Ryan to lose the job he loves, and maybe even a shot at love, because of a game.”

“Fair enough, and thank you for coming. Though, you should have told me you were dressing as a girl, I wouldn’t have tried so hard to get you removed from the premises if I had known.”

“It was a last minute thing, really, and only Yelina really knew before hand since I was teaching her son for his costume.”

“Very well, thank you and have a good day Xander and I am sorry for the scene downstairs.”

“No worries, though I am sorry you got hit so hard.” He handed over his cell number and left with a wave. Horatio might get curious if he was gone much longer. Now all he had to do was tell Ryan that someone saw him playing poker for cash and warned him before actions could be taken. That was so not going to be fun.

Gods I hate being sick... everything suffers and I have to force myself to do things... like writing... eating...cleaning up... ugg....

NaNo! Day 14

Fri, 14 Nov 2008 17:53:25 GMT

Xander chuckled pleasantly as he curled around the body pillow that Ezra and Vin had gotten. They had doused it with the scents that Xander had mentioned they smelt like, and presented the large green pillow to him the day they left. He loved to cuddle things in his sleep, and now he could cuddle all he liked, even if he did prefer to cuddle his lovers instead. Halloween was a few days off, and it was time to make the final changes to Ray’s costume. Xander was already going as Faith, and he smirked at the fact that being five foot eight was a good height to kick ass in.

Since Faith was leathers and Doc Martins, Xander simply smiled as he got his outfit placed in the spare room across the hall from him, where Ray’s costume was hanging as well. Ray was going to be dressed in an autumn dress that would show off the right assets. He had gotten a few girls in on the gig, and they were surprised that Xander was the one that would be helping Ray out. The five would show up two hours before school, and Xander would get them ready for a prank of magnificent proportions.

He also promised to take pictures and to set up a video so that Ray could go back and laugh at what happened that day, and Xander would get proof that many of the people at the labs were horn dogs. It was going to be fun.

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Xander waved goodbye to Ray as he and the girls walked to school. Ray did make a very pretty girl when it came together, and he was glad that he had taught Cordelia’s mannerisms and fighting skills to the boy. Putting on his outfit in ten minutes, Xander was fussing with the wig when the doorbell rang. Seeing that it was Yelina, Xander smiled.

“Hello Yelina” Xander used his best Faith voice and smirked at seeing her shocked expression.

Chuckling, he led her inside, and showed off the pictures that he took that morning of before and after. The awe in her eyes made the hour fight to get Ray to wear the dress worth it. The fact that the girls had helped made it bearable. With that done, Xander fastened his wig to his head and winked at Yelina.

“So, you’ll help me get in and have the receptionist know that I am Xander, not a biker chick?” Yelina might have thought that is was odd listening to Xander’s voice coming out of a beautiful girl’s mouth, but went with it.

“You are going to tease the boys, aren’t you.” Her voice was flat and Xander batted his lashes.

“Sweetie, I’m going to tease everyone, after I let Alexx and Calleigh know that it’s me.”

“Not Horatio?” An eyebrow rose.

“Nope, he gets to be teased. Can you do me a favor? Take a picture of Rick’s face when I do it to him?” The laugh was worth it, and if not, the video would be even better.

Walking over to his bike, Xander let out a wicked chuckle as he rode to work. His ensemble was already tested, and he knew that it would stand up to his normal driving speed. Getting off the bike at the Lab, Xander sauntered over to Yelina and allowed her to get the receptionist on their side for the joke. Winking at the flabbergasted Dan Cooper, Xander made his way to the morgue where he had asked Calleigh and Alexx to wait for him.

Upon seeing them, Xander just had to let Faith out to play. He wasn’t sure if he could get a chance to have this much fun again.

“Well hello there ladies.”

“Who are you and how did you get here?” Calleigh’s voice was flat and brown eyes twinkled.

“Boytoy said I could meet you two here. He even let me take a spin on his bike.”

“I doubt that” Alexx’s voice was stiff, and Xander let the smile fill his face.

“I promise, I mean no harm, now, can we go where there are no cameras.”

Letting them corner him in Alexx’s office, Xander sighed and pulled off the wig. Ignoring their expressions he gave them his best puppy dog eyes and held out the long black hair.

“Can you help me put this on so that it doesn’t itch?”

“You,” Calleigh’s voice was pretty weak, and Xander flashed him his best, I’m not that naughty boy smile.

“So, can you help?” He yelped when Alexx smacked him, and he had to pout, making the pair laugh and him to be pulled up into a hard hug.

“Oh, you are going to turn heads!” Alexx practically squealed as she got the wig to sit on his head properly, and not cause him to itch.

“Now, how do you know how to act and move the way you do?” They both looked curious and Xander gave them a sweet smile.

“Well, most of my friends were girls, so I know how to act, walk and talk through them. Ezra helped me out with how to get speech patterns, and my acting coach had me mix them together. Besides, it’s fun. Wanna help me get the rest of the gang? Yelina knows, because she got me into work today. The receptionist knows, cause I so don’t want to get into too much trouble. I managed to make Cooper drool by winking at him earlier, and now both of you know.”

The two women cackled and Xander felt sorry for the lab, well, almost sorry.

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Horatio was confused as he walked in the halls. Apparently Xander was nowhere to be found and his friend Faith had come in. A memory tired to assert itself, but disappeared upon seeing the dark haired beauty fighting with Rick.

“Yes, I have a permit to be here! No, I’m not selling anything, and even if I wasn’t you’d get none of it! Also, think on what day it is you unmemorable prick!” Slapping the man in the face, Horatio smirked at Rick as he walked pass and began to follow the woman. He wasn’t prepared for her, however, when she spun around and began to stalk over to him.

“Lieutenant Horatio Caine, I see that Xander left out how hot you were, but I understand why.” She leaned over to whisper in his ear, “I wouldn’t want to take you away from Ryan now would I.”

Stepping back, she winked at him, and he frowned at the words she used. A memory was trying to surface, but for the life of him, Horatio couldn’t figure it out. Stepping into the office, Horatio looked at his calendar and felt the answer hit him like a ton of bricks. Xander wasn’t at home because Faith was here, and since it was Halloween, why not use the minds of a CSI against itself!

Making his way to ballistics, Horatio smirked at the pair of “women” working. Xander really could pull off the whole acting scheme, and he stepped in with a smile.

“Mr Harris, I congratulate you on your choice of costume. I must say, that I never expected you to wear it all day at work.” Xander cackled and held his hand out to Calleigh who pouted.

“H, couldn’t you have waited? Now I owe him fifty bucks!”

“Of course Horatio was gonna figure it out first. Ray is going like a chick today too, and to add onto the fact that no matter how often he calls to have my house checked, Yelina keeps the patrol officers from going, since she knows where I am.” Xander smirked.

“I saw you with Rick this morning, and how do you hide in those pants?”

“Tape and special underwear, Horatio. I’m so glad I got a big tub at home. It’s really gonna hurt to get this stuff off after a long day of sweating and walking about.”

“Did Ray…?”

“No, I refused to let him use it. He nearly passed out from the smell of Nair last night, so I’m not going to put too much tape on him, especially down there.”

Horatio nodded and he watched the pair work for a moment before he left to tell the chief not to worry about the young lady that had joined them today. Then he would go corner Ryan and make him forget all about the dark haired woman in leather who was doing Xander’s job. He wondered if Rick could get into trouble for this, since Xander is an employee, and he was harassing him. With that thought, Horatio walked away with a smirk and a spring in his step.

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Xander had made it through the day with only the ladies finding out who he was, and Horatio. The fact that everyone else thought he really was a biker chick made them all confused when she showed up at the Halloween party that night at Horatio’s.

It only took a moment for Ryan to finally figure it out and he burst out laughing. Pulling him aside, he had asked if there was any other proof, and Xander had simply smiled and mentioned something about learning a thing or two at the convention.

Horatio called everyone’s attention and Xander made his way up to the stage with Faith’s walk.

“Everyone, I’d like to introduce you to our best disguise. Faith Lehane isn’t a real person, and if you looked into the DMV, you’ll find that she died, seven years ago. Faith, please show everyone who you are.” With a smirk Faith licked her lips and spoke, in a very familiar man’s voice.

“I’m disappointed in all of you. Only H figured out who I was, out of the guys, and all the girls were told. Though, I must say that the women’s washroom is much nicer than that of us guys. Yes, I am dressed as a chick, no this is not the first time, and yes, I did remove excess hair.” He gave them all a wicked smirk.

“You’ve all heard me talking about getting Ray, who is Horatio’s nephew, dressed up like an old girlfriend for Halloween. Today is Halloween, and only Horatio put the pieces together. Though, now I know why women dress like this, I can still kick ass in these pants, even if I can’t feel my ass anymore from all of the pinching.” That got a round of laughs and a wail of discontent from the back.

“But you’re too hot to be a guy!” Came the familiar voice from the back, so Xander took off the wig.

“Damn, I hate wigs. But yes, I can look like the hottest chick, simply because I was surrounded by it growing up.” With a smirk, Xander walked over to Calleigh and sat down, enjoying the shocked looks before everyone began to enjoy the party once more.

“I’m headed home, since the tape is starting to get itchy.” Xander kissed Calleigh’s cheek and slipped out after waving goodnight to Ryan. He truly did enjoy the night, and now, all he had to do was take the outfit off.

The ride home was a bit painful, and Xander was quickly nestled into the tub, after locking up the house. He wanted no distractions as he peeled the tape from his penis and balls, thanking all the gods he could think of that he had thought ahead enough to have shaved first. Once he was freed of the evils of the tape, the falsies went next and he let himself relax in the hot water. He was going to have fun with Rick tomorrow.

NaNo! Day 13 Part 3

Fri, 14 Nov 2008 00:08:28 GMT

The next week was decent when it came to work schedules, as whenever Xander had to be at the Lab, Team Seven had to be at the ATF buildings. Ezra was slowly gaining the weight back, and only after a call to Adam, did Ezra finally begin to talk to the team about what he had seen the men do to the children that they had kidnapped. Ezra was glad that he had mentioned that he wanted nothing to do with ‘breaking in’ the children that had been acquired, and had formed a kinship with the other men that had shared his views.

Sadly, most of the men enjoyed ‘playing’ with the children, and Ezra made sure that he was on sentry duty for those who were kept apart. He and the few that had formed a kinship would see if they could help the children escape, but they all knew that they would be found out if that had happened.

The day of the bust, Ezra had gotten a group of the children free, and when the men he had formed a kinship with had seen that they simply looked at him and had stated that he was a decent bastard, and they would roll to get the rest of the men to serve longer sentences.

The men that had taken a great deal of pleasure in harming the children had shouted threats at Ezra before they remembered that he hated the fact that the kids were victims. Soon, fifty men were chatting about enjoying how malleable a young body was compared to an older one when it came to sex. As a result, the agents had gassed the prisoners and shipped them out to a correctional facility.

Xander held Ezra as he spoke and bowed his head in sympathy for what his lover had to go through. He reached over for Vin as well, since the sharp shooter would also be hurt and in desperate need for an anchor since he hated it when children were involved.

“Chris, tell me that they are suffering.”

“Oh, the assholes are already feeling the pain of being child molesters and rapists. Many prisoners hate those crimes and are enjoying a chance to cause them pain. I had a few ask if they could stay longer to make sure that the filth we just locked up would stay locked up. I smiled and mentioned that I’d look into it. I never thought I’d like the feral smile a prisoner gave me, but I did in that moment.” Xander chuckled darkly.

“You’re lucky I wasn’t there. I’d have killed them all Chris, and then I’d let you put me away with my head held high.” Darkness was lurking in Xander’s eyes and he turned to Ezra.

“You are much stronger than I am when it comes to this. I can’t imagine the anguish and pain you must have felt, but to do the case without killing anyone makes me so proud. Yes, the children suffered, but you gave them hope that not everyone was like that, and they will see that you got them to safety, in time.” He kissed Ezra and held him close, letting him cry silent tears.

The eight men sat in silence as they prayed for the children that had suffered and Xander kissed Ezra’s head once more. Lifting his lover’s head to kiss the red and swollen eyes, Xander gave him a wry grin before leading the way to the back yard. He sat on the swing and patted the spot beside him for Vin and Ezra to settle down on, and waved to the others at the door to the house.

“You guys have fun, we’ll be out here.”

With a laugh, Xander and Vin held Ezra close as he went over his feelings of the case, letting himself heal from the dark chapter in his life.

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Chris stepped out later that afternoon and smiled at the three sleeping men in the swing. Xander had been here for six months now, and next month was Ray’s debut as a girl for Halloween. Ezra had helped the boy during this visit, and it seemed to bring some life back into him as he coached the young man on what to do and how to talk. Seeing him trying to explain girl logic was the best, however, as every explanation left Ray confused until Xander told him, “You see how Ezra is confusing you, that’s girl talk.”

Ezra had gotten back at his lover for that, and bribed Vin with treats if he helped him. Now, they were about to celebrate the fact that in six months, Xander would be home. A home where a phone call every night wouldn’t have to do and his three boys could enjoy every day together instead of hours when they could meet up.

“Xander, Ezra, Vin, time to come in for food.”

The three slowly got out of the swing and if Chris didn’t know any better, he would have thought they were waiting for him to speak. But his trained eye saw that they discreetly stretched and slowly made their way into the house. Shaking his head in amusement, Chris walked back in and hugged Buck from behind where he was watching JD and Josiah in the kitchen. He never would have thought that those two would get together, but they fit. Josiah calmed JD and JD gave Josiah a new look on life. It was breathtaking to see, and the team was now waiting for Nathan to ask Rain, his long time girlfriend, to marry him.

Seeing that the table was set the eight sat down for dinner when Josiah made a toast.

“To our second youngest; may your next six months move faster than the first.”

The smile that graced Xander’s face made them all pleased that they remembered that he was coming home to them, but then they all frowned when the door bell rang. Getting up, Xander asked them to hold on a moment before answering the door.

“Ryan, what are you doing here?”

“Sorry that I had to bug you at home, but I knew that you and the others were going to celebrate your six months until you leave. I just wanted to make sure you got this.” Xander looked at the gift in his hands and blinked at Ryan.

“Umm, why?”

“H wanted to thank you. He heard your speech a few months back and well, umm…” Xander began to snicker and patted Ryan’s shoulder.

“Thank you Ryan. Have a good evening.” With that, Xander closed the door on the blushing Ryan Wolfe and put the gift on the coffee table in the living room before returning to the dining room.

“Apparently I’m to blame for H getting his act together and jumping Ryan. I think that’s why he’s been walking funny the past few days.” JD began to choke and Xander burst out laughing.

“Well, that’s nice and all, but why now?”

“He only remembered now, and I think Horatio was going to ‘reward him’ if he did it tonight.”

That got a good round of laughter from the group and they enjoyed the meal that Josiah and JD had made. As they cleaned up the dishes, Xander went to explore the gift and gasped at the sight of the twin daggers in the box. The Chinese markings showed which Asian country they came from, and from the leached out coloring, you could tell that they were old.

Pulling them out, Xander bit his lip as his eyes hungrily took in the craftsmanship.

“These are a good five hundred years old. This style of smiting ended with the feudal era in Japan.” Buck let out a low whistle.

“What does that tell you?”

“That they are worth a good fortune, or someone didn’t know their worth. These are not replicas, and I would be insulted if anyone had called them that. But to find such fine work without paying a mint for it, I can only wonder where Horatio got them from.”

Ezra and Vin looked at the items in Xander’s hands and watched as he held and moved them with practiced ease. They knew from experience that any weapon was at ease in his hands, but the older they were, the more natural he looked holding them.

“You know, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say he was trying to get you to stay.” Buck mentioned casually.

“He doesn’t use underhanded tactics.” Xander snorted and gave Buck a glare over his shoulder.

“So, he’d let you go without a fuss?” JD asked.

“Oh, he’ll try to get me to stay, but it’ll be half hearted, since he knows that Chris will kill him if he tries to keep me, if Vin and Ezra doesn’t first.” The guys snickered at that.

Kissing both men soundly on the lips, Xander gave them both a cheeky smile.

“Now, can you give me incentives to leave?”

“That’s our cue to get the three of you to the bedroom!” Chris bellowed, making the three laugh out loud and dash up the stairs. Yes, life was good at the moment.

NaNo! Day 13 Part 2

Thu, 13 Nov 2008 22:03:04 GMT

Xander trudged into his home and smiled. The crossover case was done and he was now free of Mac’s questions and hunting. He was just about to make himself something to eat when Hecate’s gift activated and he felt an Immortal nearby. He was good, and didn’t care for The Game, so Xander went back to making his meal. He hoped that he could get used to that feeling of being shocked whenever one was close, he’d hate to end up jerking the wheel in the car and hurting someone.

Frowning when the “buzz” didn’t go away, after a good twenty minutes, Xander went and opened his door and looked outside. He didn’t see anything unusual until he felt a dark and evil Immortal enter the area. Groaning, Xander put on some shoes and took his coat, side arm, badge, wallet and keys. Making his way to where the buzz was coming from, he waited for the pair to finish fighting and so that one person could finish chopping of the other’s head.

“There can only be one.” Was uttered and Xander practically sighed when the evil Immortal was killed. He really didn’t want to kill anyone today, and he could only hope that the guy took the sword and cleaned up the area to make it look like a body dump.

The light show was pretty cool, and Xander stepped forward with his hands in the open when it stopped.

“You ok there?”

“Are you a Watcher?” The tone was dark and Xander shuddered at the thought of being a stuffy old man that became a peeping tom.

“Ick, no. I’m here to help you out right now. We have to make this look like a body dump, so his clothes and everything he has on him has to go. If not, they can eventually track you down and since this is Florida, and Florida has the death penalty, well, we’ll just say you’ll be lucky to live and then not become a lab experiment.”

“What do you want for this help?” The tone was wary, as if it was too good to be true.

“World peace, but I’ll settle for the sword of the dead man.”

“Deal,” With that the pair began to clean up the scene and Xander lead the man back to his place.

“Here, put the clothes into these garbage bags. There’s an incinerator in the industrial park, the clothes can be burned there.”

“Why are you helping me?” The question stopped Xander and he looked over at the jaded eyes watching him.

“It’s rare to have someone help for nothing at all, so that’s why I want the sword. Also, Hecate told me to help the Immortals who crossed my path and that were not evil. I’d rather not find out what she’d do to me if I ignored her words.”

Xander waited for the man to finish watching him and Xander pulled out a knife, watching as the grip on the sword changed. Cutting his hand, Xander showed that he was just a normal human and wrapped the bleeding wound.

“I’m Xander Harris, who are you?”

“Adam Pierson.”

“I have four guest rooms if you need one. Killing me would be a bad thing, since the cops would hunt you down, but you are welcome to stay as a guest.”

“Thank you.” With that the pair lapsed into silence and Xander watched as the man moved about as if he had been skulking in the shadows for centuries, not simply a few years.

How many lives had this man lived to be this jaded, Xander wondered. He knew history was bloody, and had a feeling that this man could tell him true tales of those times. The fact that Xander didn’t call the man on the bluff of his name, but let the acceptance show in his eyes, was probably a point in his favor.

“What do you do for a living?” The question came out of the blue and Xander blinked for a moment before smiling.

“I’m a ballistics tech, though I love weapons of all kinds. I have a ninth century double headed battle axe at home in Denver. I couldn’t bring it, because it was too heavy, and I was worried it’d get stolen.” The man before him simply stared at him in shock before smiling with a hint of a smirk peeking through.

The pair talked through the meal that Xander was making and Xander learned that Adam was a grad student. He was working on psychological degree and already had a passing knowledge of weapons as well. They talked about The Game and what it entailed. Also, Xander asked about the average lifespan of an Immortal and was sad to hear that it was like Slayers, you could live for one day or thousands. When he mentioned the rumor of someone being five thousand years old, Xander simply smiled and patted Adam’s leg.

“I wish the man the best for living that long, but it must be lonely seeing so many people dying while you stay the same, frozen in time.” Adam nodded and gave a wry smile before heading off to bed.

Xander was glad that the bathrooms were fully stocked and left a note on Adam’s dresser mentioning what times he worked at and how to reach him if he needed the assistance. With that done, Xander went to bed, wondering how this turn of events would screw with his life, and if he could remain away from this Watchers organization.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Two months passed and soon Xander was picking up Team Seven to give the lecture on how to properly do a disposal of evidence for the newly hired ATF agents in Miami. Adam, who was soon known as Methos, had popped around for a few days, the week before, and was headed to Seacouver, Washington to visit an old friend. Xander had waved him off and told him that he wasn’t his keeper, but to give him the number just in case something came up.

Several Immortals had bounced around Miami over the past two months since he met Adam, but that was no issue, hopefully Chris wouldn’t try to interrogate the man who had needed a place to crash after “being mugged”, but he wasn’t counting on it. It was Adam’s idea of a cover story, and Xander simply shrugged and went with the flow.

“Xander, it’s good to see you!” Buck slapped the younger man on the back, and Xander’s smiled turned into a worried frown upon seeing how thin Ezra was.

“Ezra, what happened?”

“His last undercover was hard, since it involved kids as sex slaves as well.” Chris spoke quietly and Xander had to wait until they were at his house before pulling his lover into a hug, one that he probably desperately needed.

“Come on; let’s get you to the house. You could all use a good meal, and I’m sure you all need sleep too.” Leading them to the two vehicles by the front entrance, Xander let the seven split so that they piled nicely into the two hummers and drove as quickly as possible to Xander’s home.

He called dispatch to have the two hummers picked up, and ushered the seven inside and, once the door was closed, molded himself to Ezra and feeling the tremors in the thin frame. Catching Josiah’s eyes, the man went into the kitchen and pulled out the ready to cook meal in the fridge and heated it up.

Xander stepped away long enough to give the men that arrived the keys to the Hummers and went back inside to curl around Ezra and Vin, soothing them as they finally let themselves go after bottling the emotions.

Chris smiled softly upon seeing the three curled together like puppies and leaned into Buck. He hated that the FBI and CIA had wanted to use Ezra for this operation, and he let AD Travis know that they would never get their help again after showing the man the physical damage that the man had suffered. The physical wounds would heal, but now that he was with Xander and Vin, he could heal mentally too.

“Chris, could you bring dinner up to my room? I want to get Ezra showered and into bed. As thin as he is, he’s more likely to catch a cold or cause greater injury since he lost so much mass.” Xander’s voice was quiet, and Chris nodded. He could see that the Southern man was close to falling asleep, and he would feel better if he washed before bed, and ate something.

Letting Xander and Vin deal with the stubborn man, Chris and the others began to look over the house and frowned at the name Adam with a phone number under it. He’d have to ask Xander who he was tomorrow, since Ezra came first tonight. Before he could finish that thought, the phone rang and before anyone could pick up it went right to the answering machine.

“Xander, its Adam; just so you know I’ll be in Seacouver for a good three months, so don’t worry if I don’t stop by. Give your boys a hug and enjoy their visit.” With that he hung up and Xander came down the stairs five minutes later.

“Who was it?”

“Adam?” Came JD’s curious voice.

“Yeah, he got mugged a few months back and I helped him out. Poor guy, lost everything, but his ID was lost like mine, luckily it had just been stolen. He’s pretty cool, I’m seeing if I can get him to help me prank Eric one day. Why? He ok?”

“Yeah, his message said he’d spend a few months in Seacouver.” Nathan’s voice filled the room.

“Okay then, he didn’t have to tell me, but that’s cool; now, the important question, food?”

Josiah laughed and loaded up a large plate and gave Xander a fork and knife for the meal. He also told JD to follow with the juice and glasses. Xander led the way and opened the door, letting JD see that Ezra was bundled up in bed and Vin was trying to keep the man awake.

“Food’s in, come on Ez, you need to eat before sleeping or no fun stuff later on.” JD blushed at bit and shook his head before leaving the room.

“Leave the dishes just outside your door; we’ll pick them up for you.”

“Thanks JD.”

With that Xander managed to get Ezra to drink half a glass of fruit punch and about a fifth of the food on the plate. Xander and Vin finished off the rest and left the dishes and the juice outside the door before curling up with their too thin lover. Xander began to hum, and soon the three were sleeping peacefully, waking only to soothe Ezra back to sleep when he had a nightmare. They had been apart too long, and the case had only made it worse.