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Adult ++
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5
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Meeting a Friend and Walking
Disclaimer: Still the same.
Sorry for the long wait, got caught up with 2 other fics (for those of you reading this at twisting the Hellmouth), they’re posted at ffnet and the wonderful world of makebelieve. One is HP/AB and the other is HP/GW so they don’t fit at TtH.
Is anyone still reading this? Hope so. Still no pairing suggestions?
Meeting a Friend and Walking
Alex tensed as a knock sounded on the door. He watched as Xander frowned, glancing out the window to see that the sun had set. The younger man grabbed a wooden stake, shoving it in the waistband of his jeans before grabbing a loaded crossbow.
“Who is it?”
“Do you mind opening the door Alexander, these books are rather heavy.” Alex watched as Xander wrenched the door open in surprise.
“Wes? What are you doing here?” He stepped back, not offering a verbal invite.
“Delivering books, what does it bloody well look like I’m doing?” Xander chuckled and took some of them from the annoyed ex-watcher.
“What books? And you have really been spending too much time with Spike.”
“Books about what happened to the man you rescued. I assume that’s him?”
“Yeah. Alex this is Wesley, Wes this is the rescue, Alex. Why didn’t Angel just ship the books?”
“Because they are one of a kind and worth more than either of us earns in ten years.”
“Good reason, thanks for bringing them.”
“Nice to have someone say thank you for once.”
“Ouch, trouble in paradise?”
“You could say that.”
“Need help?”
“Thank you for offering, I’ll let you know.”
“You staying the night?”
“I have a hotel room, plane leaves in the morning. How are you two doing?”
“Alright.”
“Apart from when the world is about to end you are a terrible liar.”
“And for someone who quite the Watchers you’re still very observant. It’s nothing Wes, really.”
“Perhaps I should be asking you if there’s trouble in paradise?”
“How’s the whole rogue demon hunter thing work?”
“Oh dear. I hadn’t realised things had gotten that bad.”
“Not there yet but a lot closer than I’d like.”
“I’ve never understood why they treat you like they do, you’ve done just as much to save the world as they have.”
“Yeah, but I’m the ordinary, no super powers human Wes. Have to be protected for my own good.”
“I’m sure Angel’s already offered, but if you ever need a job…”
“I know. I think maybe I need time to work out where I’m going, you know. There’s no way I can turn my back on this, not after everything but I can’t stay with the Council much longer.”
“Then I should tell you that being a rogue demon hunter is very rarely boring but extremely hazardous but considering this is you I’m talking to… Go for it.”
“Thanks Wes.”
“I better go. I am glad you are doing all right Alex. I’ll see you later Xander.”
“By Wes, be careful.”
“Always.” Xander shut the door and then turned to stare at the books.
“Don’t suppose you can read Latin?”
“No, why?”
“Because this would go a lot quicker with both of us reading.”
“Unless it’s English, Russian, French or German I can’t help, sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Xander went back to preparing dinner.
“So, that was a friend of yours?”
“These days, yeah. We didn’t exactly get along at first; it took his moving to LA for us to stop fighting. He was a Watcher, with the old council but he got fired, did the whole demon hunter thing before working for Angel when he was doing the PI thing. He’s a good guy, really smart and not bad at magic either.” Xander sat on the edge of the bed as they ate. It had been seven days since their original conversation and Alex found himself liking the company of his host. The younger man was thoughtful and easy going, a big change from what Alex was used to.
“Thank you.” He said quietly.
“For dinner?”
“For all of this.”
“No problem. I get the feeling you’re not used to people being nice to you and you don’t know how to react to me very well.” Alex stiffened, he wasn’t used to being read that easily.
“Hey, relax. I won’t tell anyone and I’m hardly going to use it against you. You’re safe here Alex, for as long as you need it.” Alex nodded thoughtfully but remained silent for the rest of the meal.
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Xander kept still, unsure what had woken him. He gripped the stake he kept under the cushion and opened his eyes slightly, scanning the room with his senses. Something was wrong. He sat up, gaze going to the empty bed.
“Shit!” He shoved his feet in his shows and was out the door, Alex couldn’t have gotten too far if he’d only just noticed. He vaulted several sets of stairs on his way to the ground floor but then stopped on a landing between the second and first floors. There, just below him was Alex, collapsed against the railing.
“Alex? Are you alright?” No answer or movement. Xander approached cautiously, not knowing the state Alex was in.
“Alex?” He knelt beside the unmoving figure, reaching out carefully to turn him and then wincing in sympathy at the bruise forming. Looked like Alex had fallen down a few stairs, question was did he lose consciousness before or after the fall? Either way he now had to carry him back up four flights of stairs, a task he was not looking forward to. Why had Alex left the apartment in the first place?
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“Welcome back to the land of the conscious.” Alex groaned as light assaulted his eyes, adding to his headache.
“Here, water and advil for your head. I’m betting it hurts considering the nice lump and bruise you have. Why on earth did you try the stairs? You can barley make it to the bathroom unaided.”
“What stairs?” He swallowed the offered pills gladly but was confused. How had he managed to hit his head?
“The stairs to the ground floor. I found you collapsed on them last night, you gave me a bit of a scare when I woke and you were gone. Thought you were dead for a second when I found you.”
“I don’t remember.”
“Well when you do let me know. Maybe I’ll put something breakable in front of the door so I’ll hear you next time.”
“Sorry.”
“Not your fault, you’re still not well. Try to get some sleep, it’ll help the headache.”
“Concussion?”
“Mild at the most, I’ll wake you in a few hours just to be safe.”
“Thanks. For coming after me.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Alex let himself drift off as Xander went back to his reading.
TBC….
Sorry for the long wait, got caught up with 2 other fics (for those of you reading this at twisting the Hellmouth), they’re posted at ffnet and the wonderful world of makebelieve. One is HP/AB and the other is HP/GW so they don’t fit at TtH.
Is anyone still reading this? Hope so. Still no pairing suggestions?
Meeting a Friend and Walking
Alex tensed as a knock sounded on the door. He watched as Xander frowned, glancing out the window to see that the sun had set. The younger man grabbed a wooden stake, shoving it in the waistband of his jeans before grabbing a loaded crossbow.
“Who is it?”
“Do you mind opening the door Alexander, these books are rather heavy.” Alex watched as Xander wrenched the door open in surprise.
“Wes? What are you doing here?” He stepped back, not offering a verbal invite.
“Delivering books, what does it bloody well look like I’m doing?” Xander chuckled and took some of them from the annoyed ex-watcher.
“What books? And you have really been spending too much time with Spike.”
“Books about what happened to the man you rescued. I assume that’s him?”
“Yeah. Alex this is Wesley, Wes this is the rescue, Alex. Why didn’t Angel just ship the books?”
“Because they are one of a kind and worth more than either of us earns in ten years.”
“Good reason, thanks for bringing them.”
“Nice to have someone say thank you for once.”
“Ouch, trouble in paradise?”
“You could say that.”
“Need help?”
“Thank you for offering, I’ll let you know.”
“You staying the night?”
“I have a hotel room, plane leaves in the morning. How are you two doing?”
“Alright.”
“Apart from when the world is about to end you are a terrible liar.”
“And for someone who quite the Watchers you’re still very observant. It’s nothing Wes, really.”
“Perhaps I should be asking you if there’s trouble in paradise?”
“How’s the whole rogue demon hunter thing work?”
“Oh dear. I hadn’t realised things had gotten that bad.”
“Not there yet but a lot closer than I’d like.”
“I’ve never understood why they treat you like they do, you’ve done just as much to save the world as they have.”
“Yeah, but I’m the ordinary, no super powers human Wes. Have to be protected for my own good.”
“I’m sure Angel’s already offered, but if you ever need a job…”
“I know. I think maybe I need time to work out where I’m going, you know. There’s no way I can turn my back on this, not after everything but I can’t stay with the Council much longer.”
“Then I should tell you that being a rogue demon hunter is very rarely boring but extremely hazardous but considering this is you I’m talking to… Go for it.”
“Thanks Wes.”
“I better go. I am glad you are doing all right Alex. I’ll see you later Xander.”
“By Wes, be careful.”
“Always.” Xander shut the door and then turned to stare at the books.
“Don’t suppose you can read Latin?”
“No, why?”
“Because this would go a lot quicker with both of us reading.”
“Unless it’s English, Russian, French or German I can’t help, sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Xander went back to preparing dinner.
“So, that was a friend of yours?”
“These days, yeah. We didn’t exactly get along at first; it took his moving to LA for us to stop fighting. He was a Watcher, with the old council but he got fired, did the whole demon hunter thing before working for Angel when he was doing the PI thing. He’s a good guy, really smart and not bad at magic either.” Xander sat on the edge of the bed as they ate. It had been seven days since their original conversation and Alex found himself liking the company of his host. The younger man was thoughtful and easy going, a big change from what Alex was used to.
“Thank you.” He said quietly.
“For dinner?”
“For all of this.”
“No problem. I get the feeling you’re not used to people being nice to you and you don’t know how to react to me very well.” Alex stiffened, he wasn’t used to being read that easily.
“Hey, relax. I won’t tell anyone and I’m hardly going to use it against you. You’re safe here Alex, for as long as you need it.” Alex nodded thoughtfully but remained silent for the rest of the meal.
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Xander kept still, unsure what had woken him. He gripped the stake he kept under the cushion and opened his eyes slightly, scanning the room with his senses. Something was wrong. He sat up, gaze going to the empty bed.
“Shit!” He shoved his feet in his shows and was out the door, Alex couldn’t have gotten too far if he’d only just noticed. He vaulted several sets of stairs on his way to the ground floor but then stopped on a landing between the second and first floors. There, just below him was Alex, collapsed against the railing.
“Alex? Are you alright?” No answer or movement. Xander approached cautiously, not knowing the state Alex was in.
“Alex?” He knelt beside the unmoving figure, reaching out carefully to turn him and then wincing in sympathy at the bruise forming. Looked like Alex had fallen down a few stairs, question was did he lose consciousness before or after the fall? Either way he now had to carry him back up four flights of stairs, a task he was not looking forward to. Why had Alex left the apartment in the first place?
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“Welcome back to the land of the conscious.” Alex groaned as light assaulted his eyes, adding to his headache.
“Here, water and advil for your head. I’m betting it hurts considering the nice lump and bruise you have. Why on earth did you try the stairs? You can barley make it to the bathroom unaided.”
“What stairs?” He swallowed the offered pills gladly but was confused. How had he managed to hit his head?
“The stairs to the ground floor. I found you collapsed on them last night, you gave me a bit of a scare when I woke and you were gone. Thought you were dead for a second when I found you.”
“I don’t remember.”
“Well when you do let me know. Maybe I’ll put something breakable in front of the door so I’ll hear you next time.”
“Sorry.”
“Not your fault, you’re still not well. Try to get some sleep, it’ll help the headache.”
“Concussion?”
“Mild at the most, I’ll wake you in a few hours just to be safe.”
“Thanks. For coming after me.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Alex let himself drift off as Xander went back to his reading.
TBC….