Where Demons Fear to Live
Title: Where Demons Fear to Live (1/?)
Author: Ed Scott
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their rightful owners... none of
who are me.
Summary: Sequel to ‘A Good Start.’ Watch Xander show how slaying should be done in the 20th century.
Warning: Crossovers (Of course)
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Xander was on a C-17 headed to California. There was a senior ranking officer there who wasn’t wearing a full pack, which was odd because everyone but Xander was wearing a full pack. Xander was pacing having the posture of Spencer Tracy. The officer was watching him and realized something.
‘He looks like someone I haven’t seen in years.’ “Excuse me, Corporal. Would you mind sitting down? You’re going to wear a hole in the floor if you keep pacing.” The soldiers chuckled at that.
Without thinking, Xander responded to a voice he felt he hadn‘t heard in years, “Sorry, Tommy. I know how you hate my pacing. I’ve got a lot on my mind right now.” The soldiers were stunned at the answer by this soon to be airborne Corporal that won’t have a parachute.
“What did you call me, Corporal?”
This was the first time Xander hated having the memories of a dead man. Looking at his collar, Xander stood at attention. “I apologize, Captain Thomas Boone. Perhaps if we step over there,” Xander pointed at the back of the plane, “I can tell you what I need to tell you. And trust me, you need to hear this.” Captain Boone nodded and followed Xander to the back of the plane.
“Do you know about things that go bump in the night?” Captain Boone thought about it, then nodded. For the next two hours, Xander told him about the Hellmouth, Sunnydale, his friends, the Chaos Mage, everything that has happened to him in the past two years. It was a lot to take in. Thomas Boone had to sit down.
“He wasn’t a POW?” Xander nodded. “I always thought he was a prisoner of the Soviet Union. Not a meal for a vampire.”
“The truth is usually stranger than fiction, Captain. But still, at least now you know how he died and can move on from any guilt you might have concerning him.”
“I searched for him. After the war. Even Harm did when he was old enough.”
Xander thought about that for a moment. “I thought you both would. Harm made his father proud. And you want to know something, Captain?” Xander leaned into him. “I am proud of him. I even approve in his choice of wife.” Captain Thomas Boone laughed at the thought of a seventeen year old boy being the father for a man in his thirties.
“Alright, Corporal. We’ve dealt with the past. Now, tell me why you were pacing and looking like you were ready to kill someone with a spoon.”
“The parents of my girlfriend found out we’re dating. She’s the most popular girl in the school and I’m the class clown. Or I was before this summer. Her family is made of money and they want her marrying money, not hanging around me and my friends. So, I’m hurrying home to say a few thousand choice words to her father.”
“Some advice?” Xander nodded. “Don’t fly off the handle. Keep your emotions in check. Show them you’re better than they are by not falling into their trap. If they bring up the money issue, tell them the truth. You love this girl for who she is. Right?”
“Then let them know that. Does she love you more than her family’s money?”
“I think so. I haven’t discussed that with her yet.”
“Then you’d better. Get all the ammo you can before going into this fight. Then engage your enemies. I’m sure you’ve learned that?”
“Yes, sir. I have. Thank you for your advice. It will give me more to think about on my way from Los Angeles to Sunnydale.” Xander saluted the Captain, then resumed his pacing. Tom Boone smiled and shook his head as he walked back to his seat.