The Future Is What We Make

FANDOM: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel the Series
TITLE: The future is what we make
AUTHOR: Willie J (aka Lemonychocolate)
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RATING: NC-17
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BETA'D BY: Kris and James (two wonderful, excellent people)
A/N: I'm tweaking the timeline here

Chapter 12

A week later, Xander mentally gave himself a high five as he looked around at his extended family. Xander, you da man! He crowed silently.

Despite Buffy’s constant attempts of throwing herself at Angel, they all managed to get along reasonably well. Or at least as well as five demons, one half demon, two witches, a Slayer, two ex-Watchers, two humans, one former vengeance demon and two quasi-humans…namely him and Dawn, were able to do.

Especially with the many different personalities and attitudes they each had to adjust to, but thankfully everyone managed to pull together without too much difficulties. He shuddered remembering the Beforetime and how his Jaztars were almost constantly fighting with members of the Hyperion. Thank God he prepared them in advance on the ways of normal humankind.

It took a little adjusting, but they managed to do it.

Either Giles or Wesley were watching him intently, muttering ‘Fascinating! Simply fascinating’ under their breaths or it was Willow and Tara constantly trying to brew him something to settle his stomach. God only knows how many times he tried to tell them that he’ll be okay in another month, but he finally gave up realizing they never heard a word he said. Anything he said just gave them more ideas and they were off, talking witchy words before running off to the basement. And he cursed himself for setting up a fully formed lab in the basement for them.

But still he had almost all his family gathered around him and smug satisfaction radiated almost from every pore.

Angel smiled at the expression on Xander’s face. He nudged Lourdey and indicated their lover curled up beside Jennes, just watching everyone, the picture of pure contentment.

Lourdey allowed a tiny smile to form on his lips at the sight of their little father’s happiness. “He has been so lonely of late without everyone around him. From tales of his time before, he was constantly surrounded by a core of people; demons and people that shared a common goal. I believe the’s e’s trying everything in his power to rebuild what was lost to him. For so long it was just the Watcher, the Slayer and the Witch. But gradually he’s reaching out, gathering his forces, his family back to him. I do not think he will be able to sacrifice everyone again, it will kill him or drive him mad.” His voice was somber as he spoke.

Angel regarded Lourdey with a thoughtful eye. “It was that bad?” he questioned softly.

“It was…” Lourdey hesitated, not wishing to reveal Xander’s moments of despair, not even to Angel. But the vampire needed to know…to understand.

“There were times when we thought we had lost him,” he finally admitted quietly.

“Lost…?” Angel frowned in confusion before horrified realization dawned in his eyes. He turned and gazed at the laughing boy, the merriment on his face as he chuckled at something Dawn was telling him.

Lourdey nodded soberly. “His home life was not acceptable even by our standards; you and he were not…friends. You had even hit him and Faith had tried to kill him. And to our surprise, it was Taryn thelphelped him through, that gave him strength to continue. Once he had conceded that Xander belonged to us, he refused to allow the boy to slip away. You and yours have done much to damage him, enough that had we known of your location we would have killed every last one of you.” And as he finished speaking, his eyes became a solid deadly black.

Instinctively Angel took a step back, his features shifting into defense.

Xander glanced up sharply, his eyes narrowing on Lourdey intently, trying to feel what was disturbing him.

Jennes glanced down when Xander stiffened against him. Then he began looking around for the source of the danger when the youngling’s eyes became pearly gray.

Taryn, coming out of the kitchen, hissed. His hair unraveling from it’s long braid as he also search for the danger to Xander even as Lourdey and Angel quickly regrouped around their lover…all in full demonic fighting form.

All appearances, guises of being human stripped away in a hot minute and bringing all conversation to a sudden and complete stop.

Xander slowly got to his feet, with his anxious lovers and fathers-to-be surrounding him protectively. Giles, Willow and Wesley gasped softly when Xander glanced their way.

“My God…” Wesley’s voice was strained, witnessing for the first time the inhuman coloration of Xander’s eyes.

“Good Lord…” came the startled whisper from Giles.

Buffy’s eyes were narrowed on Xander as she, Gunn, Fred, Cordy and Anya got to their feet.

“They’re here…” Xander softly answered everyone unspoken question as his eyes faded back to his normal, human brown.


Lilah sauntered up the pathway of the elegant house and at the footsteps behind them, her mouth tightened. One day soon she, or rather they were going to figure out a way of getting rid of Gavin Parks…permanently.

“Lilah, Lindsay…it’s no use trying to rush ahead of me to be first to present the deal to the Neutral Representative,” Gavin said, forcing amusement in his voice at the cool look Lilah gave him.

“After all, I was the one asked to make our offer to it,” he smirked at the flicker of rage on the woman’s face. He knew she hated him, probably almost as much as she hated Lindsay McDonald. But he intended to best them at their own game, he had no intention of going out the way Lee Mercer did.

That stupid fool. He should have stuck to his original plan when he hired Faith to kill Angel instead of brokering another deal. Too bad Holland discovered Mercer had his own agenda outside the firm. Holland had the man terminated…with extreme predjudice. And in his opinion, Lindsay was a fool as well, throwing away an opportunity of a lifetime at Wolfram & Hart because he suddenly developed scruples. He always thought their scruples were burned out before the ink dried on the employment contract. And that’s why Lindsay was still tied to Lilah. Did he think the senior partners wouldn't find out about his little 'help' to Angel? All for a bunch of blind kids!

And knocking firmly on the door, he waited impatiently for the door to open, sneering lightly at the exterior. You would think a representative of Neutral would set himself or herself up in a better quality home.

He quickly removed the slight sneer on his face when the door was opened cautiously by a slight red-headed young woman. Giving her his best smile, he introduced himself and politely asked if he, and his associates could enter. And waited, supremely confident of his looks that she would immediately grant him entranced to the house.

Willow regarded the smiling Asian man with cool eyes. His mouth smiled but there was an icy darkness in his eyes. She lifted her gaze to the willowy, elegant woman behind him and the cute guy next to the woman, then raised a brow questioningly as she returned her gaze to Mr. Parks.

Lilah hid a smirk. Ooooh looks like things weren’t going to go the way the little bastard wanted. She noticed Gavin’s shoulders stiffen as the girl leaned casually against the doorjamb, effectively blocking the entrance into the house.

Gavin forcefully relaxed himself but silently he wished the girl to the most brutal reaches of Hell. And comforted by thoughts of her writhing in torment he was able to regain his smile and introduced the other two lawyers.


apolapologies. These are my associates, Ms. Lilah Morgan and Mr. Lindsay McDonald. May we come in? We have something very important to discuss with one of the occupants of this house.” He spoke in a smooth tone that had never failed to get him whatever he wanted. Until now.

“Yo girl, either let them in or shut the damn door! You’re letting all the cool air out.” Gunn said as he stepped up behind Willow with an irritated look on his face. He gave a short wary nod to sta startled Wolfram and Hart representatives.

“Look, I don’t know where you grew up, but we don’t invite strangers into our homes,” Willow stated calmly, folding her arms as she glared up at Gun. She was not in the least intimated by his fierce scowl. Heck, she survived Angelus reign of terror so she was barely moved by his angry look.

Gavin frowned, what the hell was he supposed to do now? He couldn’t just go barging into the house, could he? He dared a glance behind him at Lilah and Lindsay, just knowing they was enjoying this.

Lindsay’s eyes had widened at the sight of Charles Gunn glaring at the small girl, then narrowed thoughtfully. If Gunn was here then that probably meant Angel was here as well.

Lilah rolled her eyes at the look of suppressed raged on Gavin’s face along with the stirring embers of panic. At Wolfram and Hart scenting fear and panic were one of the first things you learned, the second was how to hide yours and exploit it in others.

She brushed past Gavin and entered the house smoothly, noddto Wto Willow and Gunn. “Idiot!” she hissed at her associate, followed coolly by Lindsay, who did the same.

Gavin mouth had dropped open as the two sauntered past him into the house before understanding dawned and he hurried after them.

Hellmouth + Vampires = No inviting. If you were human, you proved it by walking in but if you were a vampire, you could just stay outside and howl.
e the three lawyers came to a halt as 13 pairs of eyes rested on them coolly. Lilah brows rose as she took in the sight of three Jaztar demons and Angel standing, almost protectively, near a chubby young man. And the pieces clicked together in her mind. She wondered idly how long it would take Gavin and Lindsay to figure it out.

Gavin so wanted to take Lilah’s head and slam it repeatedly against the wall, but that would be uncouth and boorish. He had better ways of dealing with her. Despite her contempt and derision of him, Gavin knew he had a much more successful opportunity to succeed at W & H than both she and Lindsay. He had one quality that they both lacked, why he was chosen by to head this assignment: he had the ability to sense magic.

After eliminating the red-head, the blonde timid looking girl and the angry short blonde, his eyes narrowed as he scanned the humans before he smiled and strode forward with vast assurance.

Bowing respectfully to a wide-eyed Dawn, he began his speech. Explaining the reward of choosing the Dark PTB, the benefits that aligning herself with Wolfram and Hart could bring her and what they were willing to do for her. She could have the world at her feet if she would only Choose their sides.

Or....and his smile changed, grew darker…she could have the world in ashes if she Choose the Light.

And he waited confidently for her reply, ignoring the other two lawyers calm request for a seat.

Dawn looked around her wildly, freaked out by the creepy man and his demands. She relaxed slightly at the smiles that blossomed on everyone’s faces and quickly retreated behind Jennes much bigger form. Maybe taking her time about growing up would be a good idea. Heck, why hurry at all? Especially if crazy adult people like him were around.

Gavin frowned as the child ran away and hide behind the silvery-blond Jaztar. He stepped forward then hurriedly backed away as the three Jaztars and two vampires instantly moved to block him, growling and snarling. All traces of humanity wiped from the five demonic faces in a hot instant.

“You can’t stop her from Choosing,” he spat out angrily. “She’s the only one that can make this Choice!”

“Actually you are quite incorrect,” ca coo cool voice behind him. He spun around and stared at the pair of Oracles a few feet away.

Lilah and Lindsay slowly got to their feet, eyes wide….this was unexpected.

Xander lifted his eyes and met the Oracles calm, remote expressions. And hot boiling rage threatened to escape his control at the sight of them before Lourdey stroked his back gently, crooning softly to him. He leaned against the touch and calmed down slightly.

Gunn leaned down and whispered to Anya, “Damn, and I thought Spike and Angel were pale!” He snapped erect when the female Oracle eyes rested on him thoughtfully.

“What do you mean, I’m incorrect?! I know the rules! Both sides make their pitches and then she, and only she can decide. They can’t interfere with her Choice!” he replied coldly, a nasty sneer on his face.

“What they mean, you little pissant, is that *she*…” Lindsay stabbed a finger at Dawn, “...is not the one you want to be talking too,” he said in a bored tone.

He was sick and tired of the little asshole and before they left this backwoods burb, Mr. Gavin Parks was gonna become just one more fatality in the Sunnydale Chronicle. He sat back down in his seat, as did Lilah.

Lindsay’s words sucked all the hot air out of Gavin. And judging from the expressions of obvious amusements on just about everyone’s face, he was all too aware of the slack-jawed look he must be wearing.

“But…but she’s magic…” he stammered. He glared at Dawn evilly, who ducked her head back down and slid hastily behind Taryn’s back.

The Oracles regarded the wide-eyed trembling girl before turning their attention to Gavin. “True but considering Neutral predates magic, why would you imagine that the representative is magical?” The male looked at Gavin with a quizzical expression on his face.

The Oracles turned and bowed. “Greeting Alexander LaValle Harris. Now that you’ve heard the Darkness offer, please allow us to make ours.”

Gavin’s jaw definitely hit the floor as he met Lilah’s merry eyes. And hot rage simmered, boiled within. That BITCH! That castrating, ball-breaking bitch knew all along that he was making a fool of himself! And a nasty smile crossed his face, they didn’t know it yet but they were about to be out of a job…permanently.

And Lilah had a sinking feeling that the little shithead made some sort of deal with the Senior Partners and it was undoubtedly to get rid of her, them. If she made it out of this alive, she was going to deal with Gavin herself…personally. And her expression became one of ruthless intensity.

She leaned towards Lindsay. “You know, I was just thinking that perhaps it’s time for Mr. Parks to really meet our Senior Partners…in the flesh, so to speak.”

“Why, my dear, you must have read my mind…” Lindsay exclaimed sotto voice and exchanged poisonous smiles with Lilah before they turned their attention back to the offer the Oracles were making.

“…that’s it?” Xander’s voice was low and quiet, as he stepped away from his lovers.

The Oracles glanced at each other before looking at Xander. “Your answer please.”

Xander folded his arms. “You didn’t answer my question. What is your threat if I side with the darkness? I think it’s a reasonable question to ask. Does anybody disagree? “ And he looked around then returned his cold gaze on the expressionless Oracles at the chorus of voices agreeing with him.

“Answer the fuckin’ question…!” He suddenly barked at them.

“This world will not fall into the hands of Darkness.” And the female had a tiny smile on her face.

“So you intend to destroy it as well…” Xander nodded his head thoughtfully.

Lilah and Lindsay slowly sat erect. This wasn’t exactly what they had forseen would happen. Of course, they should have known, but still…they were the Bad Guys and the Oracles were supposed to be the Good Guys!

Xander sighed heavily and threw up his hands. “You know, the two of you are really starting to piss me off!” He was nearly snarling as he paced angrily back and forth.

“All you have been doing for eons is Fight! Fight! Fight! Yap! Yap! Yap! And ya know what?! Ya know what?! Gray’s tired of it too! Absolutely, Turn-you-over-it’s-knee-and-spank-your-ass, send-you-to-bed-without-supper tired! You’ve destroyed cities, worlds in your egoticical pursuit of being top dog. And let me tell you something, pals, it ends RIGHT HERE!” He yelled stridently, stormily pointing at the ground. Then he crossed hiss, is, impatiently tapping his foot.

Everyone looked warily around the room before slowly moving closer to each other. Even the Oracles stood huddled together; the Wolfram and Hart representatives were standing very, very close; while the others were practically in each other’s arms.

“I’m waiting…” Xander snarled.

Jennes nudged Lourdey, nodding his head at Taryn and Angel. All the others took their cues from the two Jaztars and turned expectant eyesthe the vampire and the ebony-haired warrior.

Both, of whom, were extremely startled to be under the battery of so many eyes. And Angel, quickly catching on, turned his eyes on Taryn as well.

And sighing, Taryn looked at Xander. “Ah…Xander who…” and his voice trailed off as two cloudy spheres began to form in front of the youngling, one on either sid him him.

At this point, everyone realized that they were standing a bit too close to Xander and there was a concerted scramble to the far end of the room.

Xander twisted around and frowned at them. He wondered what was wrong with his family before he turned his attention back to his older siblings.

“Guys, I gotta tell ya, the parental unit is NOT too happy with you,” Xander said cheerfully, with a mockingly, sad shake of his head.

“You were created to make a choice, now CHOOSE!” came a thundering voice from within the roiling dark cloud. Faint flickers of light arched through the shadowy mist.

And Light added it’s opinion. “This war between us has gone on far too long. I, also, wish you to make your decision. You have struggled valiantly against the forces of Darkness so your choice should be obviously the Light.”

“Yes, but he is mated to not one but four demons and he bears demonic children. So he must choose Darkness to save his children and his mates,” came the blustering cold voice from the dark seething cloud.

The sparkling, glowing cloud roiled gently. “You will choose now.” Icy finality was in it’s tone.

Xander folded his arms stubbornly and lifted his chin, “Make me…!”

And lighteningred,red, raged around the room. Striking almost everywhere. Licking at the walls, leaving dark streaks in their wakes. A bolt hit one of the couches, exploding it in a shower of wooden, fabric and fluff; then a window shattered, raining glass through the room; a hole was blasted in the floor...the wall.

People crouched down, clutching at onotheother. Screaming and yelling in panic, there was no place to hide from the deadly energy striking recklessly around the room. And the Jaztars and Angel stood frozen in shock.

And as the dust settled, everyone slowly rose to their feet…

“Ladies and gentlemen, I…I…I can’t believe it! He’s still standing…” Xander exclaimed in a fake announcer’s voice.

Out of the darkness an enormous tentacle shot out. Rearing up like an angry snake, a vicious snapping teeth at the end.

It darted at Xander..and fell to the ground two feet from him. A sharp bend to it’s supple, snakelike appearance.

“Awwwww, did I break it….?” He said mockingly, looking down at the limb. And watched as it retreated, haltingly, back to the dark cloud.

“Choose my side his his world, that you are so fond of, will be destroyed!” came the harsh voice from it.

“Slayer, you will tell him…” thundered from the softly lit cloud.

“Let me get this straight…” Buffy began thoughtfully. “If he sides with the Dark, you destroy the world; if he sides with you, the Dark destroys the world. I’m sorry, but I’m not seeing any good sides to any of this!”

Cordy muttered to Wesley. “And we actually work for one of the PTB? Angel damn well had better give me a fuckin' raise or I’m quitting! I might just quit anyhow!”

Xander flashed her a smile over his shoulder. “While this is undoubtedly fascinating, and I mean that in a very sarcastic fashion, I think we need to consult with a higher authority.”

The two undulating, misty spheres stopped moving.

“I’m sure that won’t be necessary,” claimed the glowing cloud loftily.

“I agree…” the other said grudgingly.

“See?! That’s twice you two have agreed on something,” the young man exclaimed. “You both want me to make a decision and you both don’t want to talk to the parental unit.” He smiled with good cheer, then his smile darkened abruptly.

“But I insist…” and in a flash of gray, all three disappeared…

...then reappeared before everyone’s startled cries had faded. And Xander looked tired and weary, with his familiar brown back. And an enigmatic smile on his face.

The two misty spheres began to fade away but stopped at Xander’s shout of ‘Hold up!’

“Uh uh, you ain’t going nowhere! You made this mess, so you damn well had better clean it up,” he yelled gesturing to the various holes, destroyed furniture and black streak that liberally darkened the room.

“Xander, we will be more than happy to fix the room up. There’s absolutely no need to bother them with such a tiny problem,” Angel broke in, looking at everyone and received hastily nods of assents.

“Sorry…I know you mean well...but they broke our stuff, so they need to fix it,” Xander said firmly.

Giles looked in dismay at the two misty clouds that seem to be swelling larger and larger. He was quite convinced that this was indeed a very bad sign. He glanced at Taryn in desperation as did everyone else.

This time Taryn caught on faster than Angel and turned his expectant eyes to the vampire. As did everyone else. Eyeing the dark vampire imploringly who glared menacingly at Taryn before he cautiously stepped forward.

He glanced back, and everyone made shooing motions towards Xander, who was still facing off with the two PTB’s.

“Xander as one of your mates, I insist that you allow us to fix our home,” he said authoritatively.

Xander blinked, drawn out of his staring contest with the PTB and slowly turned around.

“You insist…?” he replied softly and his eyes slowly began fading to a pearly gray.

And Taryn gritted his teeth as he cursed the stupid vampire with hopefully not his last breath. He stepped forward and joined Angel, then he felt a warm presence at his other side. A quicok rok revealed Lourdey standing calmly on his right and Jennes ngelngel’s left.

“No, *we* insist…” Taryn answered for them all. And held the youngling’s liquid, swirling eyes unflinchingly.

Xander blinked and his eyes were once more soft warm brown. “Okay, but I get to pick out the furniture this time,” he retorted cheerfully.

The Dark PTB winked out, but as the Light PTB began to fade, Xander called to it again.

“What is it now…?!” It asked testily.

“You forgot your people,” Xander pointed out, gesturing to the Oracles. His face was extremely neutral as he glanced at the misty sphere.

And the two Oracles swallowed heavily as they stepped forward and bowed first to their PTB then to Xander, then faced the seething cloud.

There was a flash of light and the Oracles, as well as the misty sphere, were gone.


“Is it me or does anyone else feel like fainting…?” Anya remarked thoughtfully.

“Actually some of us may need to change our pants,” Gunn laughed shakily, before walking and collapsing on an undamaged couch.

Angel leaned against Taryn as relief loosened his muscles. Thank God, he was dead or he would have pissed in his pants.

“Don’t even pretend you weren’t scared shitless either…,” he breathed into Taryn’s ear before settling beside Gunn.

“What happened…?” Giles got to the heart of the matter as everyone found places to sit or sprawl.

“Please do tell,” Lilah drawled out, leaning against the wall. Both she and Lindsay were as far away from Gavin as possible.

Xander gazed at the embarrassed man. “Dawn, why don’t you take him to my bedroom. Gavin, there’s a shower and Dawnie can find you something else to wear,” he said tactfully.

“Ewww…!” Cordy exclaimed looking after the man. “I thought you were just joking!” she said accusingly to Gunn.

“Look, all I know was somebody had a accident and it wasn’t me,” Gunn said, looking indignant.

Xander, meanwhile, had disappeared into the kitchen. And returning with a mop, he began cleaning up the mess Gavin had left. And guiltily, everyone also began cleaning up the room, including a grumbling Lilah moaning about her manicure and how much it cost her.

By the time Gavin had slunk back into the living room, they had managed to clean up some of the damage the PTB’s had made and brought chairs from the kitchen and dining room for everyone to sit.

“Now, I get to pick out the furniture, right?” Xander asked his lovers, his eyes wide and anxious.

Angel smiled after a dismayed look towards the Jaztars. “Of course you can. And with the babies coming, I’ll even pay Cordy an extra two weeks worth of salary to help you out.” And he ignored Xander’s dropped jaw look of shock and horror at his suggestion.

“What about me? I have expensive, impeccable taste. And I would love to spend your money as well,” Anya interjected in a demandingly tone.

“I will also pay you a two week salary,” Taryn promised her solemnly. And like Angel, he ignored Xander’s sputtering protest. There was no way he was going to live in a h wit with the furniture their little father picked out.

“Wait! Wait a minute! I don’t need their to help me get some furniture,” Xander finally managed to yell his protest over Cordy and Anya's screams of excitement.

Jennes pulled him into a one-sided hug, “We know, but youngling, you have horrible taste in clothing and we rather not risk you purchasing furniture.” And while his face was grave his eyes danced with laughter.

Xander sighed, “I just wanted some comfortable furniture, ya know? For sitting around, watching football and basketball,” he muttered.

“Don’t worry Xander I’ll take care of everything,” Cordy assured him, dreaming of the coming shopping spree.

“We’ll take care of everything,” Anya added pointedly, glaring at Cordelia.

“Yes, yes yes, now before we get distracted in dreams of commerce, Xander you were going to tell us what happened. You disappeared, then reappeared,” Giles said firmly, looking intently at Xander.

“Oh that…” Xander looked embarrassed and Lourdey pulled him down next to him. Angel and Taryn settled on the floor in front of them, leaving Jennes to sit on their mate's other side.

The Wolfram and Hart lawyers were trying to look blasé about the affectionate way the Jaztars were behaving, but they had a feeling that their efforts were patently unsuccessful.

“How long was I gone?” Xander asked and blinked when they assured him that he was only gone for a few seconds. “Hell, it felt like those two were bitching and moaning for days,” he muttered to himself.

“You also threaten them with a parental unit. Someone or something they were most reluctant to meet,” Wesley added.

“Uhm, I just took them to Neutral,” the young man said as if that explained everything.

Lindsay raised his hand. “For those of you that have no friggin’ clue what he’s talking about, please raise your hand.” And he looked around with an sardonic expression as every hand was raised, with Spike and Dawn raising both hands.

Xander just rolled his eyes with a snort of amusement.

“Look, they were trying to pressure me to make a choice. I already made my decision and when I mated with the guys, I started making sure they couldn’t destroy the world. And once that was taken care of, I just needed to wait for you guys to appear, say what you had to say and then force them to appear.”

“So how did you get them to back down?” Gunn asked, leaning forward.

“I kinda told them that our parental unit left the decision to me and if they didn’t stop trying to dick me around I was gonna force them together,” he muttered.

There was awed silence before Spike broke it.

“Damn boy, you certainly showed those buggers who had the bigger pair, eh?” And he laughed uproariously.

“Spike, I don’t think he was joking,” Willow interrupted Spike, gazing at her friend’s paling face. “Were you, Xander?”

And he simply shook his head.

“I don’t see the downside.” Buffy looked at the paling faces of Giles and Wesley. “So we would exist without magic; without both side interferring…big whoop. That would be a good thing, right? I mean not for demons or…or…or people that live by magic…and I’ll just shut up now, cause I think there is a down side from the seriously grim looks on everyone’s faces.”

Anya sighed, “The coming together of both Light and Dark would result in serious devastation.”

“Still not understanding…” Cordy frowned and she looked extremely uncertain.

“You heard of the Big Bang Theory? Well, this would make the Big Bang sound like a little squeak. And it would more than likely destroy everything,” Lindsay’s voice was harsh as he looked at the young man.

“Not quite everything,” Xander said softly and everyone looked at him. “That’s how this all started. That’s howknewknew what to do and why it created my line. It forced them back into itself the last time and THAT was the Big Bang. It remembered, it knew and it told Light and Dark what I would do if they kept trying to push me into choosing between them. By creating me, there became not Two choices but Three.”

“Of course….” Giles breathed, staring at the young man. “Three Powers, three choices!”

“I choose NOT to make a Choice. To remain what I am…neutral. If I don’t Choose, they can’t do anything,” Xander smiled hesitantly to the room. “Not one damn thing.”

There was an awed silence. “So, why the hell couldn't we go meet your daddy? All of a sudden you hanging with PTB's and we're no longer good enough for you?” Anya asked irritably. “I personally would have liked to meet a being with immense power, no offense Xander, and discuss how to get rid of those horrible bunny rabbits. I'm mean, there's absolutely no reason in the world for those hideous creatures to exist!” She folded her arms crossly.

“Uhm...none taken...” and he looked about veryveryone seemed to agree with the first part of her statement.

Xander looked doubtfully at them. “Uhm...I don't think any of you would have liked seeing them face to face,” he replied slowly.

Cordy narrowed her eyes. “You better not be trying to say that we're not good enough to meet your high falutin' relatives!”

“No...what I'm saying is that you wouldn't really look your best after seeing them,” he frowned slightly.

All the humans stared at him expectantly.

Lilah shook her head wearily. And these are the idiots that we keep losing too? “What the kid means is that, mortals and demons as well, literally can NOT bear to view the true face of such powers.”

“Why...? Cause, I'm with Cordy. I sure as hell would like to see the face of who I'm supposed to be fightin' for,” Gunn retorted snidely and his reply was strengthen by the chorus of 'Me too' from the rest of the humans.

“Well, if you don't mind clawing out your eyes, having mush for brains and enjoy be a looney tunes...and not in a good, Bug Bunny, Daffy Duck kinda way, 'cause they were funny, but you won't be after looking at them,” Xander replied as he casually draped his legs, one over each of Taryn and Angel's shoulders.

“Okay, you lost me at Bugs Bunny,” Gunn said in confusion.

“We'll be idiots,” Willow translated.

“Drooling, babbling idiots,” Dawn added.

“We'll be a bunch of Drusilla's on crack...” Cordy chimed in.

“Damn!” Then Gunn looked at Xander. “So how didya get to meet them?” He asked with a short jerk of his head towards the other.

For an answer Xander let his eyes become totally gray. Not just the pupils but his entire eye sockets became filled with gray mist that seeped down his cheeks. No other words needed to be said.

But Xander had to say them anyhow.

“Beside, ole Heavy D and Puff Daddy are a bunch of pussies anyhow,” he sneered of the Dark and Light PTB's. Angel and Taryn froze then dived away as two miniature clouds, one pearly white and one a dark thundercloud, formed in front of them. Tiny bolts of lightening flared and struck Xander's feet, sending him yelping and diving off the couch.

“What?! I can't insult them now? What kinda of bullshit is that? Besides, I'm pregnant and you're not supposed to hit pregnant people with liningning bolts,” he began indignantly and ended with a smug smile. A smile that faded abruptly as the two clouds split in half and formed another cloud.

A gray cloud.

And everyone stared in disbelief as the gray mist began to roil and seethe, finally settling into a very distinct shape.

A great big hand.

And everyone but Xander began to laugh who continued his protest, which stopped when the hand moved threateningly towards him.

“FINE! Be that way...see the next time I save the world for you,” he mumbled, then hastily hid behind Taryn when the hand jerked towards him.


A few days later, Buffy approached Xander hesitantly. It was their first time alone since the kitchen incident. She had been thinking long and hard about things. About her, Xander...about everyone she came in contact with. And she had finally taken a good look at herself, and she didn't particularly like what she saw.

“Uhm...Xander,” she began hesitantly.

“Buffy...”

Then gathering her nerve she began her speech. “Now, I know that we've gotten off to a pretty bad start these past couple of weeks. And I guess you could even say that there were mistakes made on both sides. And you could even say that I went a little too far with the name calling and stuff,” she said with a slight grimace on her face at how distasteful she found her words.

“Go on...” Xander said slowly, his eyes watchful.

“Do...do you...so you think that.....we..we could go back...be the way we were?” she asked hesitantly, peering up at him.

He raised a brow. “Are you talking about when I used to blindly follow you around like some sort of puppy dog? Or maybe you want me to go back to being the useless member of your little group...your Zeppo? Because, it ain't gonna happen!”

“No...not like that,” she immediately protested, stepping forward and freezing when his eyes turned gray. “I mean the way we were in the beginning, when I first came to Sunnydale. When we first became Scoobies...when we were all we had...

“When you were the strong one and I was the weakest link?” Xander asked softly.

“NO! Damn you, Xander! I mean when we...when me, you and Willow were the best of friends. When we loved and supported each other. When you were one of my best friends.”

Xander regarded her quietly, then stirred. “Buffy, I have always you your friend. But somewhere along the way you forgot what our friendship was built on: love and respect. And I don't even know WHEN it happened, but the older we became smaller I became in your eyes. YOU lost your respect for me...not the other way around. Since I came back, I have alwaeen een your friend...but I'll be damned if I'm gonna be your punching bag.”

Buffy swallowed heavily, then spoke. “And now you have the power and now I'm the weak one compare to you. So how will you handle what you become? Will you treat me the way you say I treated you?” And held his eyes steadily, despite the warning flash of liquid silver. Then the silver faded, revealing his warm brown eyes.

“I will have children, mates and friends to keep me grounded. And I seriously doubt that any of the guys, or for that matter Cordy and Anya will let me get too full of myself,” he laughingly said.

And Buffy smiled, recognizing the truth. Then she thought of a way to start rebuilding their bridge of friendship, hoping that one day soon he'll want to step on it and meet her halfway.

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Okay, so in the interest of making things up with you, I, Buffy Ann Summers, am prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice...”

And striking a pose of heroic measures, she added, “I am willing to take one of your men off your hands. Preferably Angel or Taryn but any one 'em will do.”

Xander blinked and looked around slowly, then looked at her in disbelief. “Are you out of your damn mind?!” And walked away from her.

“C’mon, Xander and stop being so selfish,” Buffy whined theatrically as she laughingly following him. “C’mon man, look I’m only trying to help you out. It wouldn't help me at all to have both Taryn and Angel treating me the same way they treat you. You know how I hate when people start catering to me, rubbing my feet and back, worshiping me like a goddess…”

Xander resolutely ignored her teasing and continued to his bedroom. He was still trailed by a laughing, whining Buffy.

But when he opened the door, she fell silent...they both fell silent. And they stared in spellbound awe at the spread of male flesh sprawled in glorious, seductive anticipation on his bed. Magnificently naked. Wonderfully hard. For Xander.

...all were watching him with hot, smoldering eyes.

Xander licked his lips lasciviously and slowly entered his room. He turned around and gazed at the look of rapacious lust on Buffy's face, then cast a look over his shoulder at the greedy whimper from her. And he watched with a dry mouth as Taryn slithered out of the bed and approached him.

Sensual...erotic....hedonistic...

Pressing against his back, licking his shoulderblades, his back, and lower...much, much lower.

MINE...

…and he shut the door in Buffy face with a wide, smirk at the hungry expression on her face he before turning into Taryn’s arms and the intoxicating heat of his lover's mouth. Mewling softly with pleasure as he felt more hands running greedily, amorously over his body. Urging him towards the bed with now impatient hands.

Life…was good, he thought just before he was lost in the sea of hands, wet caressing mouths and hard, eager bodies.


And hearing the cries coming from within, Buffy’s eyes glittered with unshed tears. Despite her teasing words to him, she was more envious of him than anything. She wanted what he had: children, someone to love, someone that loved her and someone to hold on to.

…just someone that wouldn’t leave her.

She knew she had some major growing up to do in order to be worthy of that imaginary someone. And she just hoped Xander would give her the time to grow, to teach her how to be worthy of that future someone, then maybe…just maybe she would see the love in her lover’s eyes.

The same love she she in in Taryn, Jennes and Lourdey’s eyes. And in Angel’s eyes for Xander.


And Xander moaned luxuriously as cool lips wrapped around his hard aching shaft....suckling, nursing delightedly at his lengthy organ. He pulled Jennes down into a long torrid kiss of intense passion, groaning into the searing heat of his silver-haired lover's mouth as his cock was encased in blistering heat. And tearing away from Jennes, he panted as he looup iup into Lourdey's glittering black eyes.

“Ahhhhh....yesssss,” he sighed and thrust into the fluttering channel. And hearing a choked cry from his right, he looked over at the beautiful sight of Angel worshipping Taryn's ass while teased open by Jennes thick organ.

His attention was immediately jerked back to his demanding lover as Lourdey...

“OH FUCK!”

... did something with those incredible interior muscle hiding in that golden-bronze ass.

“That's...what...we're....OH!...doing,” Lourdey gasped out, throwing back his head in ecstatic wonder as he slid luxuriously up and down Xander huge silky stem. This...oh...
this was....and he cried out hoarsely when his lover's shaft seemed to grow thicker...longer within his anal passage. And he looked down in disbelief at Xander, who grinned tightly and pumped his hips again...and again. Gritting his teeth, Lourdey began working every muscle in his very talented ass...two can play this game.

And Lourdey was smugly satisfied to have wiped that grin off his Xander's face. Then he shouted in pleasure as wet heat enclosed his organ and began eagerly gliding up and down his throbbing muscle. And looking down, he met glowing purple eyes, before they closed in hungry concentration.

Angel groaned as Jennes seemed to hit his magic spot with each hard stroke into his ass. It seem like the silver-haired demon dick got longer and longer every time he rammed into him.

“SHIT!” he hissed out through clenched teeth as his aching shaft was taken in a firm hand and he rocked his ass back eagerly for Jennes' next inthrust. And deliberately he clenched around the battering ram and he chuckled hoarsely at the sharp gasp from behind him, then a shaky moan. A choked cry of pleasure was ripped from his throat as Jennes really seemed to elongate and unbelievably, get harder. And he he could do was brace himself, angling his ass up for more...and more of that wonderfully long, insatiable shaft that was pounding eagerly into him.

Taryn felt warm hands tugging at his thighs as he nursed strongly at Lourdey thick penis. Irritated slightly, he allowed the tasty meat to slip from his lips and looked down, only to meet Xander's glittering, hungry eyes. And his aching rod grew harder at the look of seething carnality in the ravenous brown eyes before he swung his leg over, settling into a crouched position. And he shuddered in aroused need when Xander's beguiling lips wrapped around his ramrod length. And he settled back to he pleasurable task of pulling the rich, creamy sauce from Lourdey pulsating stem.

Low moans, harsh cries filled the room as each male sought to bring their partner to a soaring, screaming climax. Faster and faster hips pistoned deep within velvety channels. The five pulled out all their bags of tricks in the effort to make their partners surrender to the volcanic passion raging through them.

Hungry bodies, spasming centers nipped and squeezed around the thick shafts plowing deep within their clenching sheaths. With loud groans of rapture and teasing nips, they fluttered muscles along the lengths spearing into them as they sought to pull white-hot orgasms from their lusty partners.

Wet, sucking lips, caressing tongues effortlessly...fluidly glided around the thick turgid lengths filling greedy mouths. Lush, soughing sounds of pleasure, moans of deep abiding greed, floated up to their partners in desire.

Nothing was spared, no thought of seeking out THEIR own pleasure existed for them.

Only bringing their lover's to passionate release mattered to them...

Lashing tongues thoroughly investigated the huge organs tightly encircled by warm lips. Hungry lips, heated mouths....they could feel the coming explosion flowing through the thick shafts gliding down their throats.

There was only desire to feel theoverover convulsing within their tight grip....

Suctioning bottomholes, fluttering muscles were hungrily nipping....clenching around the pumping shafts that were thrusting faster and faster. Pumping deep within the sucking flesh...so close.

Only love....

Throbbing, tumescent organs pounded harder, faster into the spasming stretched holes as their lover's undulated faster on their thick rods.

....was all that mattered.

With a loud, bellowing shout of release Angel came, spewing thick cream all over Jennes' stroking hand. And involuntarily he stiffened, drawing a harsh scream of pleasure from Jennes who pumped one last time deep within the cool interior. His cock began spitting bullets of jism right at Angel's magic button, pulling a whimpering moan and a wiggle of joy from the vampire.

Hearing Angel cry out, Lourdey went over. Screwing himself down firmly on Xander's incredible organ, his body arching in a bow elirelirious rapture and squeezing hungrily at the iron pole still within him as he overflowed into Taryn's heated mouth. And Xander gave one last thrust and moaned around the Taryn's thick cock, filling Lourdey's ass with his ball juice, prompting Taryn to release his own cream into the little father's honeyed mouth at the vibrations around his shaft.

And slowly, Taryn sat up. Regretfully pulling his penis from the youngling sweet caressing tongue with a sigh of satisfaction even as Jennes pulled slowly from Angel's still spasming ass. Casting a glance at Taryn, Angel pulled the demon over into a long kiss and he moaned deeply as he searched out traces of Lourdey's cum.

Pulling back, he looked at the semi-sated males and smirked....

“Seconds anyone?”

This time Xander pushed Taryn down and slid easily into the black-haired demon's ass. And he groaned ardently as Angel slowly, thoroughly entered his eager flexing starfish. While Lourdey entered Angel from behind, and Jennes slid his member down Taryn's hungry throat.


Only love...and what you were willing to sacrifice.