Xander gripped the bars on the holding cell and banged his head against them. Only him. How the hell did this happen?
“If you ask nicely I can get you out,” whispered a seductive voice.
Xander froze, but he didn’t give out any other signs that he’d heard anything. He had learned that lesson the hard way. People tend to frown upon seeing a man arguing with an invisible spirit. No matter how real it was to them.
The lady spirit from that night back in Sunnydale seemed to really like him. She had been appearing sporadically to annoy the hell out of him. Sometimes she has been helpful with the info, like when he fought that Rashmash-something demon with the two hunter brothers. But he tended to be wary of that kind of help, always waiting for the other shoe to drop. The demon-spirit lady wanted something from him; he just couldn’t see what just yet.
But for now he just shook his head, not wanting to get the attention of the others in the cells.
“You sure?” she asked. “Because the big guy down there, has been ogling your butt since you got here. Not that I can blame him, it’s a very nice butt.”
Xander managed to very convincingly glare at the wall outside the bars.
“Oh well, be that way, but don’t say I didn’t warn you because here he comes,” she said disappearing.
No sooner had she uttered those words a heavy hand found its way to his backside. “Well hello. What do we have here? Is it an early present for me?” a decidedly male voice breathed into his ear.
The boy shrieked, turning around and found himself face to face with a leather clad mountain covered in tattoos.
“Hello there beautiful,” smirked the mountain, trapping Xander against the bars with a hand on either side of his shoulders. “First time here?”
Xander’s eyes went huge. This was so not happening to him. He begun to pray to every God that he ever heard of that someone will get him out of there and for once a God was listening.
The doors that lead to the outside world suddenly opened letting in the arresting officer. “Harris!” he barked. “You are free to go. The bail has been posted for you.”
The mountain pouted and stepped back allowing Xander to escape through the cell door into freedom. The Scooby really didn’t care who posted the bail. The important thing was that he was free again.
His euphoria didn’t last long. As soon as he got into the processing room to retrieve his belongings his smile turned into a frown as he saw Nick and Derek waiting for him. This felt more and more like a set-up.