Title: Trouble on Revello Drive (3/?)
Author: Ed Scott
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who are me.
Summary: Tired of hearing Anya talk about Xander’s abilities, the girls want Xander to prove it. Starts the next day.
Pairing: X/Anya Discussion of B/X, W/X, T/X
Author’s Notes: Set in Season 6. Buffy didn’t die, but Joyce did. Spuffy never happened.
Rating: PG 13
Watcher’s HQ London, England
Quentin Travers really didn’t want to answer Giles’ question, but had no choice but to comply. “You know how this building is warded against all manner of beasts and magic?” Travers continued without stopping. “Well, I was visited by a major player and he informed me that my reservations in the afterlife would be worse than they already are if myself or the Council were to make any attempt to control the lives of these children or their parents.”
“Which one? One of the Powers?”
“No. Believe it or not, it was the Devil. He wants to semi-retire and move to Florida for awhile. He banished all his armies and kept only the managerial demons to run Hell for awhile. Accountants. Lawyers. Certain judges. He just got tired of trying to win and decided he needed a few centuries off. By the time he’s finished his vacation, the world would be too well defended for him to take over.”
“This is amazing. Are you sure he can be trusted?”
“What really irritated me was the fact that you are headed for purgatory, even though you killed a man. He mentioned that I never fought the fight against the darkness, just sent teenaged girls to do it. I’m being sent to the wing for child abusers. I’m not looking to die anytime soon.”
‘I can imagine.’ “I guess I’ll head back to my flat and get packed to go back to Sunnydale. Good bye, Quentin.” Giles left the office without hesitation.
“Rupert. Wait up. You’ll need to get the Slayer Faith Williams out of prison. I’ll start her release. She will be needed to guard the Hellmouth and fulfill her part of the prophecy. Good luck.”
1630 Revello Drive Sunnydale, California
Xander was doing his best to calm down a hysterical Dawn Summers. He was failing. She had yelled at all the women, including Tara. The only thing Xander could think of doing was sitting in the corner waiting for her to run out of steam. After two hours, Dawn Summers finally calmed down enough to try to be reasoned with. Xander hoped.
“Have you calmed down yet, Dawn?” Everyone could hear the fear in his voice.
“Not really. My throat hurts from all the yelling. You are in so much trouble right now.” Walking to the kitchen to get a glass of water, she started singing, “Giles is going to kill you. Giles is going to kill you.” Xander had to agree with that song.
Xander went to the mothers of his children. ‘I’m going to be a father. Oh, boy. And not just one woman. Four. How am I going to pay for all this? Will I be the father mine wasn’t? Will they find my body when Giles and Angel find out? Angel I could handle. He’d torture me before killing me. Giles wouldn’t hesitate to cutting off my two best friends.’
“Girls.” He saw the look they gave him, Xander stepped back. “Sorry. Ladies, we need to talk. Are me and Anya staying at our apartment and you three stay here or are we moving in here. Or am I cleaning out Angel’s mansion and all of us living there? Bad memories aside, it’s the only place in this area big enough for all of us.”
Anya talked before anyone could get a word in. “We’ll talk about that later. But we have something more important to talk about. I’M HUNGRY! I need food NOW!”
Backing up, Xander held his hands up trying to calm her down. “OK, Ahn. What do you want?”
Xander looked in his wallet. All he had was a twenty dollar bill. “Anya, do you have any cash on you? I’ve only got $20 and I haven’t been to the bank yet.”
She handed him $200. “How are *YOU* going to support four children if you only have $20?”
“I make a good salary as a foreman.”
“Not compared to my investments, Xander.”
Xander was going to counter that, but thought better of it. “You’re right. I’m sorry. I promise from now on to have $200 in my wallet at all times. OK?”
This calmed Anya down. Xander left to get all the food needed for the four women who were carrying his children. And the one who wants to be, but never will.