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Part 9 - Glimpses
Title: Solid Ground – Part 9 - Glimpses
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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Previously:
They all turned to look at the bed when they heard a slight groan from the patient.
*****
Tara moved to stand next to Xander. Cordy stood up from her chair and stood on his other side. Connor and Angel each took a place behind the girls.
And chocolate colored eyes fluttered open and looked around in bleary confusion.
“Tara?” the ravaged voice whispered.
‘Xander, honey, how are you feeling?” Tara asked softly.
“I hurt.”
Tara’s breath caught at the words, the same ones he had spoken to her all those hours ago.
“I know honey, but you’re going to be okay,” Tara assured him.
Xander’s eyes flickered over to the other side of the bed and he gave a slight smile, a shadow of the beaming one he usually sported.
“Cordy?” Xander rasped.
“Hey Xan,” Cordy said, trying her best to return his smile.
“What are you doing here?” Xander asked, then his eyes widened when he registered the other occupants of the room, “And Deadboy and kid I don’t know?”
Angel smiled slightly.
“We’re here to pick up you and Tara, so you can come stay with us in L.A. This is Connor, my son.” Angel answered.
“Son?”
“Long story,” Cordy answered. “We got you all packed and ready to go for when the doctor releases you.”
“Doctor? Releases me?” Xander’s brow wrinkled in confusion as he tried to work his drug fogged mind around where he was and what was going on.
The others saw the instant when he remembered why he was in the hospital. Angel and Connor heard his heartbeat speed up. Tara and Cordy saw his eyes start to glaze over in panic.
Tara bent over the side of the bed, took hold of Xander’s face with both hands and lowered her forehead to his.
“Xander, sweetie, look at me. Breathe for me, okay? You need to calm down, you’re safe, I’ve got you. Cordy’s got you. Calm down for me, okay? That’s it, breathe, in and out. You’re safe now, no one’s going to hurt you, we won’t let them.” Tara spoke quietly and calmly to Xander as she helped him focus and calm down.
Xander’s breathing and heart rate slowed, not quite to normal, but enough.
Tara pulled back just a fraction, her hands still gently cradling his face.
He looked into her eyes, then his eyes darted around the room and back to her.
“They know?” he whispered brokenly.
“They know. And they came as soon as they heard so they could come get us and take us home with them.”
“Hate me?”
“No, Xander, honey, nobody hates you. Why would they?” Cordelia asked, on the verge of tears.
“My fault.”
Angel stepped forward quickly. “Not your fault, only his. Nothing you did or could do made this happen. It was all him, his fault, not yours. Never yours.”
Xander looked at Angel and wanted to believe. But they don’t know everything about what happened; they’ll think differently once they know.
“We don’t hate you Xander. We came here for you, for you and Tara. You are both coming home with us. You can stay as long as you want, forever, even,” Cordy assured him.
Angel and Connor nodded their heads emphatically in agreement.
Xander seemed to believe at least the part about going to L.A.
He looked around the room and noticed for the first time not who was there, but who wasn’t.
He turned his eyes toward Tara in question.
“I-I didn’t t-tell them. I f-figured you wouldn’t w-want them to know. W-we can call them once we get t-to Angel’s,” Tara said, and rushed on when she saw Xander start to panic. “T-to just tell them w-we’re in L.A. not about a-anything else, unless you w-want to.”
Xander gave her a grateful smile.
“When?”
“Do we leave? As soon as the doctor gets here and tells us you can go, which reminds me, we need to go tell someone you’re awake,” Cordy answered, the last part directed at Angel, who took his cue and headed towards the door.
“You said I’m packed?” Xander managed to say.
Tara smiled. “Y-yes, you’re all p-packed and ready to go; s-so am I.”
Xander nodded at this, then asked roughly, “Did you get my favorite shirt?”
Tara and Angel, who hadn’t left yet, shared a speaking glance.
“Th-the one with the p-palm trees and p-penguins?”
Xander nodded.
Cordy eyes widened in horror and Connor’s mind boggled at that description.
“I-I, uh, c-couldn’t find it,” Tara said, not meeting his eyes.
Xander looked at her, rolled his eyes and even managed a giggle. “Liar.”
Tara blushed as the others laughed. They all shared a smile as the laughter faded; the ones who knew Xander were glad to see a glimpse of his normal self, and Connor saw a little bit of the man Cordelia had always talked about.
Angel went to tell the nurses that Xander was awake.
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.
___________________________________________
Previously:
They all turned to look at the bed when they heard a slight groan from the patient.
*****
Tara moved to stand next to Xander. Cordy stood up from her chair and stood on his other side. Connor and Angel each took a place behind the girls.
And chocolate colored eyes fluttered open and looked around in bleary confusion.
“Tara?” the ravaged voice whispered.
‘Xander, honey, how are you feeling?” Tara asked softly.
“I hurt.”
Tara’s breath caught at the words, the same ones he had spoken to her all those hours ago.
“I know honey, but you’re going to be okay,” Tara assured him.
Xander’s eyes flickered over to the other side of the bed and he gave a slight smile, a shadow of the beaming one he usually sported.
“Cordy?” Xander rasped.
“Hey Xan,” Cordy said, trying her best to return his smile.
“What are you doing here?” Xander asked, then his eyes widened when he registered the other occupants of the room, “And Deadboy and kid I don’t know?”
Angel smiled slightly.
“We’re here to pick up you and Tara, so you can come stay with us in L.A. This is Connor, my son.” Angel answered.
“Son?”
“Long story,” Cordy answered. “We got you all packed and ready to go for when the doctor releases you.”
“Doctor? Releases me?” Xander’s brow wrinkled in confusion as he tried to work his drug fogged mind around where he was and what was going on.
The others saw the instant when he remembered why he was in the hospital. Angel and Connor heard his heartbeat speed up. Tara and Cordy saw his eyes start to glaze over in panic.
Tara bent over the side of the bed, took hold of Xander’s face with both hands and lowered her forehead to his.
“Xander, sweetie, look at me. Breathe for me, okay? You need to calm down, you’re safe, I’ve got you. Cordy’s got you. Calm down for me, okay? That’s it, breathe, in and out. You’re safe now, no one’s going to hurt you, we won’t let them.” Tara spoke quietly and calmly to Xander as she helped him focus and calm down.
Xander’s breathing and heart rate slowed, not quite to normal, but enough.
Tara pulled back just a fraction, her hands still gently cradling his face.
He looked into her eyes, then his eyes darted around the room and back to her.
“They know?” he whispered brokenly.
“They know. And they came as soon as they heard so they could come get us and take us home with them.”
“Hate me?”
“No, Xander, honey, nobody hates you. Why would they?” Cordelia asked, on the verge of tears.
“My fault.”
Angel stepped forward quickly. “Not your fault, only his. Nothing you did or could do made this happen. It was all him, his fault, not yours. Never yours.”
Xander looked at Angel and wanted to believe. But they don’t know everything about what happened; they’ll think differently once they know.
“We don’t hate you Xander. We came here for you, for you and Tara. You are both coming home with us. You can stay as long as you want, forever, even,” Cordy assured him.
Angel and Connor nodded their heads emphatically in agreement.
Xander seemed to believe at least the part about going to L.A.
He looked around the room and noticed for the first time not who was there, but who wasn’t.
He turned his eyes toward Tara in question.
“I-I didn’t t-tell them. I f-figured you wouldn’t w-want them to know. W-we can call them once we get t-to Angel’s,” Tara said, and rushed on when she saw Xander start to panic. “T-to just tell them w-we’re in L.A. not about a-anything else, unless you w-want to.”
Xander gave her a grateful smile.
“When?”
“Do we leave? As soon as the doctor gets here and tells us you can go, which reminds me, we need to go tell someone you’re awake,” Cordy answered, the last part directed at Angel, who took his cue and headed towards the door.
“You said I’m packed?” Xander managed to say.
Tara smiled. “Y-yes, you’re all p-packed and ready to go; s-so am I.”
Xander nodded at this, then asked roughly, “Did you get my favorite shirt?”
Tara and Angel, who hadn’t left yet, shared a speaking glance.
“Th-the one with the p-palm trees and p-penguins?”
Xander nodded.
Cordy eyes widened in horror and Connor’s mind boggled at that description.
“I-I, uh, c-couldn’t find it,” Tara said, not meeting his eyes.
Xander looked at her, rolled his eyes and even managed a giggle. “Liar.”
Tara blushed as the others laughed. They all shared a smile as the laughter faded; the ones who knew Xander were glad to see a glimpse of his normal self, and Connor saw a little bit of the man Cordelia had always talked about.
Angel went to tell the nurses that Xander was awake.