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11
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Part 8 – I Don’t Understand
Title: Solid Ground – Part 8 – I Don’t Understand
Author: Xanfan
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: eventually, X/A
Summary: SLASH - Xander is assaulted by his secret boyfriend and needs to get out of Sunnydale to heal. He and Tara go to L.A. to recover from their screwed up lives.
Spoilers: Up through most of season six of BtVS, goes AU at end of Entropy. Through season 4 of Angel, Okay, just pretty much anything from all seasons of both shows is fair game.
Warnings: SLASH M/M, violence, description of non-con.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
A/N: Anya broke up with Xander after “Once More with Feeling” He began another relationship not long after that. Buffy never told Tara why she wanted to know if she ‘came back wrong’, so Tara doesn’t know about her and Spike. Tara doesn’t die, because she isn’t there to get back together with Willow. This takes place right after Xander & Buffy see Anya and Spike on video, courtesy of spy cams.
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Cordelia Chase sat in a chair beside her ex-boyfriend’s hospital bed and tried to make sense of the world.
Unfortunately, the world seemed pretty senseless at this point, so that wasn’t working too well for her.
“I don’t understand.”
Cordy turned her attention to the man/boy sitting in the chair across the bed from her.
“What don’t you understand, Connor?” she asked.
“What happened to him?”
“He was attacked.”
“I see the bruises and the scrapes, but why is he in the hospital, why was he… sedated? You are all talking about things without talking about them.”
“What do you mean?” Cordelia asked.
“You say, ‘he was attacked,’ but your eyes mean something more than that happened,” Connor said, his frustration and confusion plain on his face.
She had really hoped to avoid explaining this to Connor, but it didn’t look like she was going to get out of it. She wasn’t even really sure how much he knew about sex, much less… This was definitely something she would have made Angel explain, had he been here.
“We’re not trying to hide things from you, it’s just… it’s hard to talk about. Like if we say it out loud, that makes it more real. It doesn’t make sense, I know. Crap, Xander was always better at explaining this humanity stuff,” Cordy said, then added with a slight smile, “I should know, he was always trying to make me seem more human.”
“But avoiding talking about something doesn’t make it go away,” Connor said, still confused.
“I know, but it’s just something we do. Connor, Xander was… he was raped.”
“But…”
“By another man. Besides the damage you can see, there was some internal tearing and the doctors had to give him stitches. But the physical hurt isn’t what we’re most concerned about, although it’s bad enough. It’s the mental stuff, we’re worrying about. Wondering how he is going to deal with the memories, the trauma,” Cordy said softly.
Connor looked at her with a blank expression so like his father’s that it should have been funny, but Cordy wasn’t able to find amusement in it at this moment.
“I heard him screaming, when we got of the elevator and Angel rushed off. It was… bad,” Connor said.
Cordelia’s eyes filled with tears.
“You admire him a lot?” Connor asked, slightly off topic.
Cordy wiped at the tears threatening to fall and replied, “Any other time I’d probably deny it, at least to his face, but yeah, I do.”
“Why?”
Cordy gave a half-sob, half-chuckle. “Oh, where to begin? Even as a kid, he was loyal and brave and knew how to be a great friend. He had these two friends, Jesse and Willow, that were his whole world, and he loved them to pieces. When we got older, he never failed to defend his friends and… love them. Especially when he found out about the hellmouth-y stuff. He never had to be a hero, you know? He wasn’t chosen, or given special powers. He chose to fight the evil because it was the right thing to do. But that’s not really why I… He saw me, the me I wanted to be, not the one I showed to the world. No one else had ever bothered to look beyond the surface and see that I was more than a snob and a cheerleader. He thought I was more than that and made me believe it too. He loved me, when everyone else just tolerated me or loved who they wanted me to be. I guess if Xander hadn’t been there, I wouldn’t be here. I would still be some self-involved little girl, a trophy wife to some jerk. I care about what happens to this world because Xander cared about me.”
“H-he really admired you too, you know?” Tara said from the door, a shy smile on her lovely face.
Cordelia sniffed as if to say, ‘of course he did.’
“H-he always talks about how you never back down, how strong you are. And h-hot, he went on and on about h-how hot you were, t-too,” Tara said.
Cordelia laughed at that.
“He’s going to be alright, we’ll make sure,” Connor said, his voice filled with both conviction and question.
“Of course he will. We’ll take care of him,” Angel said as he followed Tara inside the room. His voice had none of the uncertainty that Connor’s had, only assurance.
“Any change?” Angel asked Cordelia.
She shook her head. “No. The doctors did say they’ll release him after he wakes up. So, are we all packed and everything? Please tell me you burned those awful shirts of his and, oh God, please tell me he doesn’t still have those plaid pants.”
Tara and Angel looked at each other and shared amused smiles.
“We may have…weeded out some of the worst offenses, but we didn’t burn them, just left them behind,” Angel said with a smirk.
Cordelia smirked back.
Connor just looked on in confusion.
Tara ducked her head to hide her smile.
They all turned to look at the bed when they heard a slight groan from the patient.
Author: Xanfan
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: eventually, X/A
Summary: SLASH - Xander is assaulted by his secret boyfriend and needs to get out of Sunnydale to heal. He and Tara go to L.A. to recover from their screwed up lives.
Spoilers: Up through most of season six of BtVS, goes AU at end of Entropy. Through season 4 of Angel, Okay, just pretty much anything from all seasons of both shows is fair game.
Warnings: SLASH M/M, violence, description of non-con.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
A/N: Anya broke up with Xander after “Once More with Feeling” He began another relationship not long after that. Buffy never told Tara why she wanted to know if she ‘came back wrong’, so Tara doesn’t know about her and Spike. Tara doesn’t die, because she isn’t there to get back together with Willow. This takes place right after Xander & Buffy see Anya and Spike on video, courtesy of spy cams.
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Cordelia Chase sat in a chair beside her ex-boyfriend’s hospital bed and tried to make sense of the world.
Unfortunately, the world seemed pretty senseless at this point, so that wasn’t working too well for her.
“I don’t understand.”
Cordy turned her attention to the man/boy sitting in the chair across the bed from her.
“What don’t you understand, Connor?” she asked.
“What happened to him?”
“He was attacked.”
“I see the bruises and the scrapes, but why is he in the hospital, why was he… sedated? You are all talking about things without talking about them.”
“What do you mean?” Cordelia asked.
“You say, ‘he was attacked,’ but your eyes mean something more than that happened,” Connor said, his frustration and confusion plain on his face.
She had really hoped to avoid explaining this to Connor, but it didn’t look like she was going to get out of it. She wasn’t even really sure how much he knew about sex, much less… This was definitely something she would have made Angel explain, had he been here.
“We’re not trying to hide things from you, it’s just… it’s hard to talk about. Like if we say it out loud, that makes it more real. It doesn’t make sense, I know. Crap, Xander was always better at explaining this humanity stuff,” Cordy said, then added with a slight smile, “I should know, he was always trying to make me seem more human.”
“But avoiding talking about something doesn’t make it go away,” Connor said, still confused.
“I know, but it’s just something we do. Connor, Xander was… he was raped.”
“But…”
“By another man. Besides the damage you can see, there was some internal tearing and the doctors had to give him stitches. But the physical hurt isn’t what we’re most concerned about, although it’s bad enough. It’s the mental stuff, we’re worrying about. Wondering how he is going to deal with the memories, the trauma,” Cordy said softly.
Connor looked at her with a blank expression so like his father’s that it should have been funny, but Cordy wasn’t able to find amusement in it at this moment.
“I heard him screaming, when we got of the elevator and Angel rushed off. It was… bad,” Connor said.
Cordelia’s eyes filled with tears.
“You admire him a lot?” Connor asked, slightly off topic.
Cordy wiped at the tears threatening to fall and replied, “Any other time I’d probably deny it, at least to his face, but yeah, I do.”
“Why?”
Cordy gave a half-sob, half-chuckle. “Oh, where to begin? Even as a kid, he was loyal and brave and knew how to be a great friend. He had these two friends, Jesse and Willow, that were his whole world, and he loved them to pieces. When we got older, he never failed to defend his friends and… love them. Especially when he found out about the hellmouth-y stuff. He never had to be a hero, you know? He wasn’t chosen, or given special powers. He chose to fight the evil because it was the right thing to do. But that’s not really why I… He saw me, the me I wanted to be, not the one I showed to the world. No one else had ever bothered to look beyond the surface and see that I was more than a snob and a cheerleader. He thought I was more than that and made me believe it too. He loved me, when everyone else just tolerated me or loved who they wanted me to be. I guess if Xander hadn’t been there, I wouldn’t be here. I would still be some self-involved little girl, a trophy wife to some jerk. I care about what happens to this world because Xander cared about me.”
“H-he really admired you too, you know?” Tara said from the door, a shy smile on her lovely face.
Cordelia sniffed as if to say, ‘of course he did.’
“H-he always talks about how you never back down, how strong you are. And h-hot, he went on and on about h-how hot you were, t-too,” Tara said.
Cordelia laughed at that.
“He’s going to be alright, we’ll make sure,” Connor said, his voice filled with both conviction and question.
“Of course he will. We’ll take care of him,” Angel said as he followed Tara inside the room. His voice had none of the uncertainty that Connor’s had, only assurance.
“Any change?” Angel asked Cordelia.
She shook her head. “No. The doctors did say they’ll release him after he wakes up. So, are we all packed and everything? Please tell me you burned those awful shirts of his and, oh God, please tell me he doesn’t still have those plaid pants.”
Tara and Angel looked at each other and shared amused smiles.
“We may have…weeded out some of the worst offenses, but we didn’t burn them, just left them behind,” Angel said with a smirk.
Cordelia smirked back.
Connor just looked on in confusion.
Tara ducked her head to hide her smile.
They all turned to look at the bed when they heard a slight groan from the patient.