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100 Drabbles in 365 Days

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This story is No. 1 in the series "365 Drabbles". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: 100 ficlets written within 365 days for a LiveJournal community. Stories are from multiple fandoms, range from FR13 to FR21 (rarely) and occasionally contain slash (there will be a warning.)

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Multiple Crossings > General > Ficlet Collections - OtherMissEFR13279,11702110,27217 Apr 114 Oct 11No

Prices Paid

Don’t own or claim the rights to Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Torchwood

Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (Xander)
Claim: Crossovers (Cpt Jack Harkness)
Rating: PG-13 (Slash, but nothing actually happens)
Drabbles completed so far: 27/100

“I would have thought you’d get vertigo up here,” Jack offered as he approached the dark-haired man.

Xander turned back, eyebrows high in surprise. “You hadn’t heard?”

Jack narrowed his eyes as he considered the man before him, now – apparently – sporting two eyes. He reached up to tentatively touch Xander’s left cheek, noting the still-instinctual flinch. “Is it real?”

“Really real,” Xander grinned.

Jack scowled. “I refuse to talk to you if you’re going to start quoting children’s movies.”

“Didn’t one of the Doctors have something to say about that?” Xander teased, patting his pockets.

“Not my Doctor,” Jack sniffed. He smiled slightly when Xander laughed, and the two men turned to gaze out onto the still-awake city. “She finally figured it out,” he added after a moment.

“Yep,” Xander nodded. “There was a price, though. Well, two prices: the magical one – it hurt like buggery, which is a really odd saying, because if you do it right, which you do, then it doesn’t hurt; and Will’s price.”

“Now, I get the oddest feeling that you’re trying to lead me astray, Xander,” Jack smirked, “talking about sex right before you mention Willow’s price, naughty, naughty. So what promise did your red-headed friend extract from you? Let’s see,” he mused, “you have to sire her love-child? Oh, I know,” he brightened, turning so he stood mere millimetres from the other man, “you have to move to Cardiff and become my love-slave.”

Xander chuckled, and dropped a quick kiss on those tempting lips before sobering. He sighed. “I’m not human anymore,” he shrugged.

“What?” Jack demanded hoarsely. “What did she do to you?”

“I agreed to it, Jack, okay?” Xander soothed. “She made it a condition, but I agreed to it. It’s just… We may be doing this for a lot longer than either of us originally expected.”

Jack blinked, then stepped back to look Xander over more closely. “She didn’t make you immortal,” he denied.

Xander frowned. “Not … exactly. Just, just a hell of a lot harder to kill. I heal better, quicker. I may not come back from the dead like you – at least I don’t think I will – but I am a lot harder to get rid of. Sorry,” he added with an unrepentant smirk.

Jack turned back to look out on the city. “Oh, well, if that’s all,” he shrugged.

Xander chuckled at the man now standing beside him. “So… Sex?”

“Hell, yeah,” Jack grinned as he grabbed Xander’s hand to lead him back downstairs.

The End?

You have reached the end of "100 Drabbles in 365 Days" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 4 Oct 11.

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