When the Blue Moon Rises

Title: When the Blue Moon Rises, Part Two
Author: frk_werewolf
Fandom: Buffy the Vamprie Slayer
Time-Span: Early Season 4, pre-Veruca, pre-Anya
Pairing: Xander/Oz
Rating: R
Summary: A Blue Moon, a werewolf on the lose, and Xander's life will never be the same again.
Warning: Animalistic Rape, Mpreg
Note: I kind of make Willow the bad guy here. But if you think about it, it makes sense. With the way she reacts with Tara getting hurt or when Veruca shows up: Willow is a very jealous and revengeful girlfriend.

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Part Two

A drop of water was what awoke Xander the next morning. Opening his eyes, he was met with a raindrop in his left eye. Blinking, he rolled over. Pain shot through his spine and back end. The night before came rushing back to him. Struggling to his feet, Xander's eyes searched the area. Rain fell around him, causing him to shiver and realize that he was in fact naked. The werewolf was nowhere to be found.

Pushing his sudden blast of emotions back down inside, Xander began picking up his shd cld clothes. The shirt was done for, but the pants only held a few teeth marks. Tossing the shirt away, Xander slipped on his ripped jacket and began tracking the woods, barefoot. He couldn't deny the pain in each step. A contant grimace on his face. Xander could only pray he crossed no one on his way home.

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Giles looked up as the last member of the Scooby Gang arrived. Giles' first thought upon seeing Xander was that he looked like hell. The boy had a slightly dead, sick look in his eyes. Yet he smiled at everyone none the less. A soft growl met his ears. Giles looked over at Oz, who was sitting next to Willow on the couch. Oz's face suddenly flushed when he realized the noise he had made.

Xander glanced at him, his body going stiff, before crossing the room and sitting as far as he could from the couple. Willow barely noticed a thing. Clearing his throat, Giles pulled off his glasses. "It appears Oz escaped from his cage last night. Xander, I was hoping you could help me - Xander? Are you okay?"

Xander didn't hear him. Both he and Oz were staring at each other. Xander with a look akin to horror, while Oz merely tilted his head in a questioning glance. Willow's brow furrowed as she watched Oz's hand tighten it's hold on the cushion of the sofa. Willow placed her hand on his shoulder lightly. "Oz?"

A growl erupted from Oz's throat as he turned on Willow. Gripping her hands like a vice, he pushed her away. Willow yelped as she fell off the couch, staring up at Oz in shock. The werewolf didn't seem to notice, however. His eyes were once again trained on Xander's.

"Oh dear." Giles muttered, helping Willow to her feet. "Buffy, I need you to move calmly, understand? Don't make any sudden movement, just get Oz out of here. Take him upstairs to my room, lock the door."

"Giles, what's wrong with him?" Willow whispered, watching as her boyfriend began to bare his teeth.

"I'll explain once Oz is out of harms way." Giles replied.

Buffy stood and slinked around the back of the couch. In a fast movement, she dived down and caught Oz by his arms. Pulling them behind his back, she fought to yank him up the stairs. Oz growled loudly, still staring in Xander's direction, even when he was out of veiw. The rest listened as a door slammed upstairs and a howl broke through the silence. Buffy came back down the stair, breathing heavily.

"Ok, Giles, what the hell was that about?" Buffy asked, scowling. "Xander, did you do any-"

"I didn't do anything!" Xander literally squaked.

"Then why is Oz glaring at you like that?" Willow asked. Buffy coughed slightly and lost her scowl. "What?"

"Well... He wasn't glaring." Buffy mumbled.

"Then why was he staring at him. He was growling, Buffy. He had to of been mad." Willow pointed out.

"Uhh, yeah. But I don't think he was mad. It was something else." Buffy told her. Willow gave her an odd look. Unable to take her friend's scrutiny, Buffy returned to her seat. Giles cleared his throat. "Right. Explain away Giles."

"Last night was the height of the Blue Moon." Giles started. "The Blue Moon is the strongest full moon, and therefore werewolves are at their peak. That's why Oz was able to break out of his cage last night."

"But that doesn't explain why he's acting all growly." Willow commented.

"Yes, well..." Giles took a deep breath before continuing. "There is a werewolf holiday of sorts, called Lycantria."

"What, like Christmas?" Buffy asked, raising an eyebrow. Xander remained without comment.

"No. I suppose it would be like Valentine's Day." Giles replied. "This is why I came to you last night, Willow. Lycantria is not an often occurence. The time appears every twenty years or so. While normally it's side effects can be easily pushed to the side, when placed along with the Blue Moon it is imposible for a werewolf to deny it's presence."

"But what does Lycana-"

"Lycantria." Giles corrected.

"That's what I said." Buffy frowned. "What does it do? What's it celebrate?"

"It's a mating holiday. It activates a werewolf's desire to claim a companion and reproduce. If a werewolf was... uhh... That is... Was to..." Giles blushed accordingly.

"Get frisky?" Buffy asked.

"Yes, indeed. If that was to happen, on this night a child will be produced no matter what." Giles finished. "That's why I went to search for you, Willow."

"You thought I'd be in danger of Oz." Willow looked down at the floor. "But he didn't come to me. We couldn't find him at all last night. Oz said he woke up in the woods by himself early this morning. Poor Oz, he was walking home, searching for clothes when it started raining on him."

"Well, the whole mate thing could be random, couldn't it?" Xander suddenly asked. "Otherwise Oz would of went after Willow, wouldn't he?"

"Er..."

"Giles? Isn't it?" Xander had an almost pleading look to his face. It was at that moment Giles' inward fear was answered. He had suspected something was wrong with Xander the moment he entered the room.

"Xander, did something happen last night that we should know?" Giles asked softly.

"No!" Xander squeeked, crossing his arms and attempting to look calm. His eyes continued to dart around the room, though. Giles sighed and sat down next to Willow on the couch.

"I wish I could say that a werewolf chooses randomly." Giles said, refusing to look at Willow. "But the mystics behind this night is certain that it shall bind a werewolf to their one true love. The person they are meant to be with." Giles raised his eyes and looked at Xander pointedly. "And, sadly, Lycantria allows reproduction between everyone. From different species to same sex couples."

"....Yeah, right. G-Man, you really shouldn't joke about something like that." Xander laughing slightly, before frowning. "Your serious aren't you?"

"Yes, Xander, I am." Giles replied. Buffy and Willow looked on with confusion as Xander stood up and left the apartment, door slaming behind him. Willow looked over at Giles, who had a world weary look on his face. Realization came crashing down upon the practicing Wicca.

"It's Xander, isn't it?" Willow asked.

"From their reactions, I can only assume yes. We can not be certain though." Giles responded slowly. Willow stood and left the room. Buffy could hear her climb the steps and open the door above to Giles' room.

"Are you sure she should be up there with him?" Buffy asked.

"You better go investigate. Let them talk, but if Willow shows any resentment towards Xander... Well, Oz might become violent with her." Giles told her. "I'm going to look this up further. Call me if you need anything."

"Sure thing." Buffy made her way up the stairs and paused in front of the closed door to Giles' room. Inside she could hear Willow's voice very cleary.

"What happened last night Oz?" Willow asked. "I know you don't really remember, but you must have some clue. What happened when you woke up this morning?"

"I can't-"

"You very well can, Oz." Willow interupted. "Did you hear what Giles said down there?"

"Yea, I could hear." Oz said softly.

"We need to find out what happened last night!" Willow's voice was getting louder and Buffy could just picture the look of stress on her friend's face. "You could of impregnated someone, Oz!"

"Well-"

"Do you know what Giles thinks?" Willow asked suddenly. "He thinks it's Xander. Xander, of all people! Oz, tell me it's not true! I would never forgive myself if you did something last night. You... I should of been watching you closer."

"Willow... I probably would of attacked you if you were there." Oz replied in his dead-even tone. "It's better that you didn't show up until after I was gone."

"Your not denying it." Willow said, her voice thick. "It was Xander, wasn't it?"

"I..."

"I can't believe you!" Willow suddenly yelled. Buffy jerked back as her Slayer senses went haywire. Willow was literally flowing with angered magic. "You chose him over me? I've been taking care of you, helping you with this problem for-"

"Taking care of?" Oz interupted. "I'm a werewolf, Willow, not your little puppy. I have to live with what I am. I will live with what I am, but it seems to me your not able to."

"You really did it, didn't you?" Willow said, her vocie sounding stiff. "You really did choose Xander."

"If you must know, yes, I did." Oz replied. "I don't know why. I can't explain it. Last night something else took over. I hardly remember being in wolf form, Willow, but last night I do remember this unbearable urge to be near Xander."

"I can't believe you."

"Believe it." Oz said. "When I woke up this morning? I was in the woods, but I wasn't alone."

"Did you bite him?" Willow asked quietly. Even with the soft sound of her voice, Buffy knew she was holding back anger.

"No. He only had... No, I didn't bite him." Oz told her.

"He only had what?" Willow's voice was angry, but she still cared for Xander and Oz.

"A few scratches. Calw marks." Oz answered. "I wish not to talk about it right now."

"Stay away from him, Oz." Buffy could hear Willow turn toward the door, but a low growl stopped her. "Oz?"

There was a bang, the sound of a body hitting wood. Buffy felt the door under her hand vibrate. The growl dimmed slightly, long enough for Buffy to hear Oz's words. "Xander is mine. Only mine."