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Never Again
****Sorry its so short but I've got writers block and a busy schedual*****
Angel and Xander had arrived at Xander’s parent’s house shortly after sundown to load his few meager possessions into Angel’s car. They were greeted by the smiling faces of Willow and Tara as Angel carried Xander down to the basement. Angel gently set Xander down on the ratty old couch.
“Thanks, guys, you really didn’t have to do this.” Xander looked around the small, dark room at the few-labeled boxes.
“Yes we did, we were happy to do it, too.” Willow smiled and kissed Xander on the cheek. “Well, we better go. Good-bye, Xander. Promise me we wont lose touch. You have to call me every two days and write me a letter once a month.” Xander looked at her ‘resolve face’ and knew he had no choice.
“Ok, but you have to visit on weekends.” Willow pretended to think it over. “Deal.” She wrapped Xander in a hug and held on for all she was worth. e cae care of yourself. Don’t forget we love you,” she whispered in his ear. One more kiss on his bruised cheek and she pulled away, trying to hide the tears in her eyes.
“G..Good-bye Xander,” Tara squeezed his hand and walked back to Willow.
Now it was Angel’s turn. Willow pulled him into a surprisingly strong hug. “Take care of him,” she said, too low for anyone but the vampire to hear. With a kiss to the cheek, she pulled away and wiped at her eyes. “We should really go now, before I start crying all over the place. Bye.” With a wave from both Tara and Willow, they went into the night.
“I’ll start loading the car. Will you be alright here?”
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’m kinda tired.”
“Lay down then and take a little nap, I’ll wake you when its time to go.” Angel gently laid Xander back on the couch, took off his leather coat and put it across Xander. He leaned down and placed a chaste kiss across the boy’s soft lips as Xander’s eyes fluttered shut.
Angel moved around the room picking up as many boxes as he could and went out to the car to load them in the boot.
“What the fuck to you think you’re doing here? I thought I told you to leave.” Xander’s father wobbled drunkenly down the stairs and toward his son.
“D…Dad, I’m sorry, I just came to pick up my stuff. I’m leaving.” He sat up the best he could.
“You’re not taking anything. You don’t deserve to take any of my stuff, you piece of shit. Now get the hell out!”
“Ok dad, I just have to wait for my friend to come back and then I’ll go.”
“No, you will get your sorry ass off my couch and leave now.” He started moving towards his son.
“D…Dad I cant.”
“Like hell. Here let me help you.” Tony Harris grabbed him by the back of his neck and threw him off the couch. “There, did that help?”
Xander landed on his stomach and slowly started to pull himself by his hands towards the door, his useless legs dragging behind.
“What the hell’s your problem, boy? You not understand me? I said get out.” Tony Harris started kicking his son in the back and ribs.
Xander’s vision started to get blurry. “Angel, Angel, help me,” he whispered before passing out from the pain.
Angel had finished loading the boxes into the car and started back towards the house when he heard Xander’s whispered plea. He broke into a run and slammed into Xander’s father with full force, just as he was raising his foot to continue kicking his injured son.
Angel pounded Tony Harris with a flurry of punches and kicks. He didn’t stop until the man lost consciousness. Angel picked up the bloody weight of Xander’s father and threw him into a corner, making sure his head hit the wall. Then he turned his attention back to Xander. The boy lay in a puddle of his own blood.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left you alone. I’m so sorry.” Angel gently picked up Xander’s unconscious form and cradled him to his chest. He started to rock back and forth as thick blood tears ran down his cheeks. “I’m sorry. I love you and I let you get hurt again. I’m sorry. Never again, I swear. I will protect you with my life.”
“You love me?” asked the boy, barely hanging on to consciousness. Angel looked down at the boy in his arms and saw complete understanding, trust and love in the deep brown eyes.
Angel smiled and ran his fingers through Xander’s hair. “Yes, I love you.”
“Ok.” Xander promptly passed out.
TBC…
Angel and Xander had arrived at Xander’s parent’s house shortly after sundown to load his few meager possessions into Angel’s car. They were greeted by the smiling faces of Willow and Tara as Angel carried Xander down to the basement. Angel gently set Xander down on the ratty old couch.
“Thanks, guys, you really didn’t have to do this.” Xander looked around the small, dark room at the few-labeled boxes.
“Yes we did, we were happy to do it, too.” Willow smiled and kissed Xander on the cheek. “Well, we better go. Good-bye, Xander. Promise me we wont lose touch. You have to call me every two days and write me a letter once a month.” Xander looked at her ‘resolve face’ and knew he had no choice.
“Ok, but you have to visit on weekends.” Willow pretended to think it over. “Deal.” She wrapped Xander in a hug and held on for all she was worth. e cae care of yourself. Don’t forget we love you,” she whispered in his ear. One more kiss on his bruised cheek and she pulled away, trying to hide the tears in her eyes.
“G..Good-bye Xander,” Tara squeezed his hand and walked back to Willow.
Now it was Angel’s turn. Willow pulled him into a surprisingly strong hug. “Take care of him,” she said, too low for anyone but the vampire to hear. With a kiss to the cheek, she pulled away and wiped at her eyes. “We should really go now, before I start crying all over the place. Bye.” With a wave from both Tara and Willow, they went into the night.
“I’ll start loading the car. Will you be alright here?”
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’m kinda tired.”
“Lay down then and take a little nap, I’ll wake you when its time to go.” Angel gently laid Xander back on the couch, took off his leather coat and put it across Xander. He leaned down and placed a chaste kiss across the boy’s soft lips as Xander’s eyes fluttered shut.
Angel moved around the room picking up as many boxes as he could and went out to the car to load them in the boot.
“What the fuck to you think you’re doing here? I thought I told you to leave.” Xander’s father wobbled drunkenly down the stairs and toward his son.
“D…Dad, I’m sorry, I just came to pick up my stuff. I’m leaving.” He sat up the best he could.
“You’re not taking anything. You don’t deserve to take any of my stuff, you piece of shit. Now get the hell out!”
“Ok dad, I just have to wait for my friend to come back and then I’ll go.”
“No, you will get your sorry ass off my couch and leave now.” He started moving towards his son.
“D…Dad I cant.”
“Like hell. Here let me help you.” Tony Harris grabbed him by the back of his neck and threw him off the couch. “There, did that help?”
Xander landed on his stomach and slowly started to pull himself by his hands towards the door, his useless legs dragging behind.
“What the hell’s your problem, boy? You not understand me? I said get out.” Tony Harris started kicking his son in the back and ribs.
Xander’s vision started to get blurry. “Angel, Angel, help me,” he whispered before passing out from the pain.
Angel had finished loading the boxes into the car and started back towards the house when he heard Xander’s whispered plea. He broke into a run and slammed into Xander’s father with full force, just as he was raising his foot to continue kicking his injured son.
Angel pounded Tony Harris with a flurry of punches and kicks. He didn’t stop until the man lost consciousness. Angel picked up the bloody weight of Xander’s father and threw him into a corner, making sure his head hit the wall. Then he turned his attention back to Xander. The boy lay in a puddle of his own blood.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left you alone. I’m so sorry.” Angel gently picked up Xander’s unconscious form and cradled him to his chest. He started to rock back and forth as thick blood tears ran down his cheeks. “I’m sorry. I love you and I let you get hurt again. I’m sorry. Never again, I swear. I will protect you with my life.”
“You love me?” asked the boy, barely hanging on to consciousness. Angel looked down at the boy in his arms and saw complete understanding, trust and love in the deep brown eyes.
Angel smiled and ran his fingers through Xander’s hair. “Yes, I love you.”
“Ok.” Xander promptly passed out.
TBC…