Want to be a Cowboy
This not for profit, just for fun.
Plot: What if some the school bombing was investagated
by real cops, not Sunnydale cops.
Hope you enjoy.
This is a dark story, plent of bad things happen to good people. it has Bad lauguage, sex, drugs murder and death.
“Fun day,” Xander mused to himself.
The Scoobies had just had good night. The Town didn’t
The Mayor was dead. The big bad they had been fighting
for over a year. He had made it to demon form, and
they had taken him out. But in the end Snyder and 20
students and parents had died, too.
It was a happy time and a sad one, too. He had led the
students in the fight and lost a few friends there.
But the town was still breathing, which was all to the
good. He was to meet Buffy and Willow today, and it
was going to be their last free time. The girls were
going off to College and he was off to the working
world; well, after his tour of the USA, that is.
The next few days were going to be the best in
‘Til the FBI came to town.
Xander was heading toward Buffy’s house. He was
leaving in the morning and the rest of the country
awaited. He was just about to knock on the door when…
Men came out of the wood work and little red dots
appeared all over his chest.
Looking up the street at Buffy’s house, he could see
her and Willow standing in the window, looking at him
as the Agents threw him to the ground and cuffed him.
One of the Agents was a tall man, who was busy
informing him of his rights.
“Alexander Harris. You are under arrest. You have the
right to remain silent...”
Xander just lost track of the rest. He just watched
Willow crying and Buffy mouthing unheard words and he
immediately realized what he had to do: protect his
Buffy was THE Slayer and needed to be out in the
world. And his Willow, she would never make it through
any of this.
Him, though, what did he have? Nothing. Just them.
And he wasn’t about to let anything happen to them if
he could help it.
So he would take the fall. For everything they’d
Sunnydale P.D. headquarters
“Mr. Harris, please tell us why you did it?” Agent
Mulder asked in a low voice.
“I didn’t do anything.”
“We have you on tape,” Mulder pointed a remote at a TV
in the counter, the screen clicked on and a tape
started. “This is a Security tape from a security
camera across the street from the school.
The tape clearly shown Xander getting out of a van and
rolling drums into the school. Also, he appears to be
talking to someone who wasn’t there.
Xander thought to
“Still not saying anything.”
“Alexander, please, I want to help you. But you have
to talk. The bomb killed a lot of people. You could
get the death penalty.”
“I can’t say anything.”
“Can’t or won’t? Who else are you protecting?”
“I was alone.”
“No, you were not. The bomb was put together by
someone with Military training. We found a rocket
launcher hidden in your room. How did you get that?”
Outside the interrogation room.
Agent Mulder’s partner watched the interrogation with
some of the local police.
“That Harris boy was always going to be trouble.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, we’d get three or four calls a week to his
house. His parents would be drunk and fighting
“The boy’s medical record shows he has had been beaten
just about everyday. He had new bruises every time he
was seen, sometimes even broken bones. And you still
“Calm down, Agent Scully. We had orders not to
interfere with that house that came from the Mayor’s
“What? Why would the Mayor care about him?”
“Don’t know. Just that boy could just about do
anything and we were told to look the other way. He
was always in a fight somewhere. Could be found
wandering the streets at all hours. I even found him
sleeping in the middle of Main street, one time.”
“Just what was going on in that house?”
Willow and Buffy were sitting around, still in shock.
The TV was broadcasting a news report of Xander’s
“The Troubled Teen is reported to have killed at least
23 people in the Graduation bombing. His parents have
not made a statement at this time, and the police have
only said that they have a subject under arrest. But
we did gotten an interview with a Student at the
school that told us that Alexander was a slacker who
skipped class and was always in fights. There were
even rumors that he was a homosexual, and that that
was the reason he did this terrible crime.”
“What is happening?” Willow said softly.
“I don’t know but we have to do something,” Buffy
insisted. “Xander didn’t do anything wrong.”
Giles walked in, having been at the Police station all
“Giles, what’s going on?” Buffy asked, as her mom also
walked in to see what Giles had to say.
“I talked to an Officer there. It seems that Xander
is not talking to anyone. He is apparently taking the
blame for everything.”
“Well, I’m going to go down there and get him out,”
Buffy announced as she got up and started to the door.
“Buffy, STOP!” Giles called to his Slayer. “I have
been in contact with The Council and they are doing
everything they can to cover for us. But not him.
They will throw us to the wolves and wait for the next
Slayer to be Called if we so much interfere with this.
According to them, this is a Mortal concern.”
“What?!?” Willow yelled at him. “Xander is our
“Of course, Willow. I know he is, and he is very dear
to us all. But the Council doesn’t see it that way.
As far as they are concerned, he is a normal boy
“What? All of these children are normal,” Joyce said,
tears in her eyes.
“No, Joyce. They are not. Willow is a novice Witch,
Buffy is a Slayer, Oz is a Werewolf and I am a
Watcher. The Council considers that a bonus. But
has no useful skills in their estimation, so he is on
his own as far as the Council is concerned.”
“But we have to do something,” Buffy insisted.
“I have planned on it. I using some of my personal
money to get him a good Lawyer, see how it proceeds
Sunnydale Police Station.
“Mulder, something is not adding up here.”
“What do you mean, Scully?” he asked from across the
desk, as he finished up his report.
“Well, where is the Mayor’s body? No one found it.
And from everyone we talked to about Harris, no one
believes that he could kill someone.”
“Scully, we’ve heard that before many times before.
No one wants to believe that next door neighbor could
kill anyone. But it’s always the guy next door that
DOES kill someone.”
“I know, but this kid is not a murderer.”
“I don’t think so, either.”
“What then why....”
“He knows who did this. And the big question is
‘why?’ The Mayor was very interested in him and some
of his friends. Why? Did you know that the Mayor has
no record of his birth, and he has apparently never
been out of office in 100 years.”
“Here, look at this,” he said as he pushed a book of
old newspaper photographs over to her.
Looking at the photos, she saw a progression of photos
of Mayor Wilkins, from around the early 1890's ‘til
“This is incredible.”
“It is, isn’t it.”
In the integration room
Xander sat looking from his lawyer to his parents.
“Just tell me who else was in on it. I can use that
to get a better sentence.”
“No one helped me. I was on my on.”
“No, you weren’t. That gang of sluts helped you,”
Mrs. Harris said.
“Gang? We can work with that.”
“Its ME. No one else was there, I did it alone!”
“No, son, you did it with a gang. Just get in front
of the Judge and tell all about your friends that
helped you, and you should get off.”
“Ms. Morgan, I did it all alone. Just me.”
“If you don’t tell the Judge about your gang, you WILL
go to prison,” Lila Morgan promised him. “We at
Wolfram & Hart can only do so much.”
“I did it. I will take the fall. No one else was
there; no one else was part of this.”
Later that day
Willow and Buffy had just left. They had fought and
fought with Xander, insisting that they were going to
tell the truth and let the chips fall where they
might. They were not letting Xander do this.
He had finally talked them into letting it happen the
way he wanted. Besides what the Council would do to
help, which was nothing, it would put people in
Buffy was the Slayer and needed to be free. And
Willow what wouldn’t be able to help if she was in
Prison with him, leaving Buffy alone to fight the good
It was a bitter truth for them, but it was still a
As soon as they had gone, he was taken in front of a
Judge, where the Judge asked him for his plea.
He didn’t say anything, merely looked blankly at him.
His lawyer tried to get him to say something, bit
Xander just looked out the window.
He had known that one day he would lose the good
fight, but he always thought it would be a monster
that got him, not this.
But he would take this just as he would take anything
to help Buffy. Whether it was a claw, sword or jail
time, he would take it.
So long as she was free.