Sons and Daughters of Sineya 4

Parts 1-3 : And Now Yet Again Still Even More Fragments Chapter 48-51

The three Sunnydale teens laid together with Xander in the middle (he'd won the latest wrestling match) and enjoyed the warmth and closeness.

After a few moments Buffy glanced over at Xander.

"What?" he asked, finding her unbearably cute, looking up at him with a small smile and tousled hair.

"I gotta do something," Buffy said shyly, before her hands shifted beneath the covers.

"Wha-um?" Xander's eyes widened in surprise.

"Wow Xander, you're thick," Buffy said impressed.

"Buffy!" Willow hissed in shock. "He's not thick, he just doesn't study enough!"

Buffy rolled her eyes and shifted a little, grabbing Willow's hand and dragging it beneath the covers.

Willow's eyes practically bugged out of her face. "Wow! You are thick!"

Buffy burst out laughing.

"Far be it for me to complain but..." Xander's voice trailed off.

"But?" Buffy asked curiously.

"I have no idea where I was going with that," Xander admitted. "I'm feeling a bit confused."

"Because?" Buffy asked distractedly.

"Because my two best friends have their hands someplace unexpected that is really making it hard to think, but it's not like I can complain, because I really, really don't mind even if it seems a little sudden," Xander babbled.

Buffy nodded. "Perfectly understandable, I'm feeling a bit confused myself. I mean, it was an impulse and it became an action because I was feeling really curious and I knew you wouldn't mind, then I had to drag Willow's hand over because I didn't want her thinking I'd insulted you and I still really like the idea of you two together," Buffy rattled off as she puzzled out her own motivations.

Xander nodded. "I get that," he agreed and fell silent.

After a few seconds Buffy said, "I should probably let go now." A few seconds more passed and she shifted under the blankets. "Better?" she asked Xander.

"Somewhat," Xander agreed, "and somewhat not. I think my brain isn't getting enough blood to figure things out yet."

Buffy looked over at Willow. "You're still holding him aren't you?"

Willow nodded. "Yes, yes I am," she agreed with a small satisfied smile.

"Shouldn't you let go so he can think?" Buffy asked, trying not to laugh.

"You'll have to pry him from my cold dead hands," Willow swore, making Buffy burst out laughing.

Buffy leaned over Xander and dug her fingers into Willow's sides, making her squeal and lose her grip on Xander before climbing half on top of him to launch a counter offensive while Xander laughed and tickled them both equally, it took several minutes before they all settled back down in their former positions once more.

"Xander is thick when it comes to girls," Willow said.

The two turned to stare at the smug redhead, dimly visible in the light from the fireplace and what was leaking through the portholes in the front of the cottage.

Xander turned to Buffy. "Okay, you gotta admit that was a good one."

Buffy nodded. "Pun and sex joke, perfectly timed and executed," she agreed, "ten out of ten. If I wasn't so comfortable I'd hit her with a pillow for it."

Willow just grinned happily, snuggled against Xander.

"What are we going to do today?" Buffy asked.

"A whole lot of nothing," Xander suggested.

"Besides that," Buffy said, rolling her eyes but making no move to get up.

"I was going to help you organize your storage room," Willow reminded him.

"Forgot about that," Xander said. "No rush, but it is something interesting to do."

"Organizing your storage room is interesting?" Buffy asked doubtfully.

"I've been sticking all the stuff Giles wanted me to dispose of in there," Xander replied.

"Dispose of?" Buffy asked, confused.

"Cleaning up everything after we beat the baddies," Xander replied. "You know, policing the site so no one stumbles over anything strange and asks inconvenient questions?"

"You do that?" Buffy asked, surprised.

"You didn't know?" Xander replied, confused.

"Um… no," Buffy admitted. "I'm usually either wiped or jazzed after everything's said and done, so not in the right… frame of mind to do cleanup?" she offered lamely.

Xander laughed. "It's no problem Buff, clean up is easy, entertaining, and sometimes profitable."

"Profitable?" Willow asked.

"Half the time I have to make it look like a robbery," Xander reminded them, "so I have to empty wallets and purses. How do you think I afforded all those donuts?"

"I had wondered about that," Willow said, "but I figured you had a deal with the shop."

"So, you stuffed everything back there like… Ted?" Buffy asked nervously, eyes darting to the covered doorway.

"No," Xander said, shaking his head, "Ted and Moloch both got stuffed in the trunks of cars that were going into the car crusher at my uncle's wrecking yard. I wasn't taking any chances on either one of them coming back."

"Good Xander," Buffy said, giving him a squeeze.

"Very good Xander," Willow added as she hugged him as well. "So what all is in the storeroom?"

"Clothes and personal effects from Mrs. Madison, Mrs. French, that zookeeper, Marcie, and Ampata," Xander listed off, "along with a lot of dried food, and odds and ends."

"That's where Ampata's stuff went," Buffy said. "I asked Giles about it and he just said it was taken care of."

"Well, we couldn't leave it at your place or your mom would have wondered why Ampata had left all her stuff behind when she'd been called home for a family emergency," Xander explained. "Your mom would have wanted to send it to her."

"So you made it look like they were all robbed?" Buffy asked.

"No, in some cases I made it look like they'd packed their bags and fled," Xander said.

"Which is never looked into too closely in Sunnydale," Willow realized.

"Exactly," he agreed. "So, the storage room is a mess of stuff."

"Couldn't you just dump it all somewhere?" Buffy asked.

"I didn't want to get caught dumping it, in case the police asked questions, and Giles could have needed to look at something later, like Mrs. Madison's spellbooks. Plus, I have plenty of room, so I just stuffed it all back there," he said.

"I can't believe we didn't notice you doing all that," Willow said.

Xander shrugged. "You guys leave after all the excitement is over and it's not that hard to move boxes of stuff to Rory's truck."

"You had Rory help?" Willow asked.

"Nah, I just borrowed his truck," Xander replied.

"You have a license?" Buffy asked, surprised.

"Nope," Xander replied, "I just know the police patrol routes and where they avoid."

Both girls stared at him for a second before staring back up at the ceiling.

"What?" Xander asked.

"Your 'little' job is getting larger and more complex by the minute," Buffy said. "I can't believe you've memorized the police patrol routes so you can clean up after me."

"Clean up after us," he corrected her, "and that's not why," Xander said. "Tony's too drunk to drive... often, so I have to drive him to the liquor store a lot. It's been this way for years, don't worry about it."

Both girls climbed on top of him, hugging him tightly.

"Huh?" Xander asked as his arms automatically moved to hold them.

"You shouldn't have to live like that," Buffy told him.

"Okay," Xander said, wondering what they were so upset about.

"They really are bad parents," Willow said firmly.

"Oh, woe is me," Xander said melodramatically as he slid his hands down.

"Are you taking advantage of our sympathy for your horrible homelife to squeeze my butt?" Buffy asked in disbelief.

"And Willow's," Xander said, sounding offended.

"Oh, sorry- Wait a second!" Buffy exclaimed. "I don't owe you an apology for not knowing you were groping both of us!"

"Do you really think I would neglect Willow?" Xander said sadly.

"Well, no but- Hold up, you're doing it again!" Buffy realized and tried not to laugh at his outrageous behavior. She turned to Willow, but the red haired girl had a huge smile on her face and it didn't look like she'd be complaining anytime soon. "Fine," Buffy said with a melodramatic sigh, "you have five minutes." She laid her head on Xander's chest and tried not to giggle.

"Soft and squeezable," Xander noted happily.

After about ten minutes Buffy asked, "How long has it been?"

"There's no time in Narnia," Xander reminded her.

"Yes, but there are still bladders," Buffy said reluctantly, "and I have to pee."

Xander released her. "Remember the seat is cold."

Buffy slid off him and out of bed. "And the floor," she agreed before quickly running to the bathroom.

"You are very good at distracting me Mr," Willow said scooting on top of him and lifting herself with her arms so she could look him in the eyes, "but that doesn't mean I'm going to forget your problems."

"Wills, we both have bad parents," Xander said, "but… it is what it is and any time I don't feel like dealing with them I can come here, though mostly I go to your house."

"I know, but I didn't know it was that bad at your house," Willow said, ignoring Buffy's squeal from the bathroom.

"This is my house," Xander said, "I just stay with my parents sometimes."

"You aren't going to distract me that easily," Willow said. "How bad is it?"

"Distract you?" Xander asked. "What made you think I was trying to distract you?" He thrust upwards with his hips.

Willow's eyes closed and she bit her bottom lip to hold back a moan. "X-Xander," she gasped out, "I care for you too much t-to let you change the subject." She took a deep breath and regained control of herself, opening her eyes and staring into his own. "I love you enough to question you while I'm losing my virginity and I'm not sure I'm ready for that, but if that's what it takes." She wiggled on top of him.

Xander slid his hands down and held her in place. "You win," he said, "I'll talk about it."

"Good," Willow said as Buffy returned and slid under the covers, rubbing her feet back and forth to try and warm them up.

"My parents are lousy parents," Xander admitted, "my dad once tried to sell me to some Armenians and my mom has complained about drinking away the abortion money. They both also used to be a lot more violent. Remember when I broke my arm when I was ten?"

Willow began to tear up.

"That was a turning point for the pair, instead of being physically abusive they restrained themselves to just being loud and insulting," Xander said. "I consider it a huge improvement even if they won't touch me anymore."

Buffy wrapped her arms around the pair, her hug almost painfully tight.

Xander sighed heavily. "Yeah, my home life sucks," he said bluntly, "but the rest of my life is fucking awesome!" He smiled broadly as the girls stared at him in surprise. "I live in Narnia and I fight demons with two of the most wonderful women on the planet! As far as I'm concerned I don't have a single thing to complain about and if either of you try to tell me I should feel sad about my life I'll call you liars, beautiful liars, but liars all the same, because my life rocks!'

"Fighting demons kind of sucks," Buffy offered, but couldn't stop herself from smiling.

Xander laughed. "I've been told my entire life that I was a loser, I'd never amount to anything and that nothing I did matters, but every demon we kill makes a difference, every person we save… There is no greater difference you can make in a person's life than that. I say once again, my life rocks!"

"You really think that?" Buffy asked, a trace of wonder in her voice as she considered her calling in a new light.

Willow turned to look at Buffy, smiling broadly through the tears. "I didn't think he could have kept hard through saying all of that if he didn't mean it."

Buffy removed her arm from atop them and slid her hand under the covers, getting a slight moan from the two. "Sorry, impulse control," Buffy apologized, withdrawing her hand.

"No need to apologize, Buff," Xander said.

Willow slid off of Xander so she was no longer straddling him. "I don't think either of us minded," she agreed snuggling into his side.

"You should have been the chosen one," Buffy told Xander.

"Nah, I'd have abused it for petty amusement," Xander said. "I'd still save the day, but I'd be giving out wedgies to Snyder and the football team in between."

"I've abused my powers to do something similar," Buffy said, recalling slamming a football player against the lockers in her old school when he'd grabbed her ass. "But… maybe I've been looking at it all wrong. I've been worrying about what I've been missing in life and not enjoying what I have." Buffy climbed over Xander and squeezed in between the two, using her slayer strength to pull them both on top of her. "My life rocks and I didn't even notice it."

*Bang*Bang*Bang*

The three jumped, the moment broken and Xander groaned and slid out of bed. "I'll get it."

"You'll get it?" Willow asked, confused.

"How is somebody knocking on your door here?!" Buffy demanded.

"Who is it?" Willow asked.

Xander grabbed a pea-coat and put it on, grabbing a can and a small bag off one of the shelves and slipping them in his pockets, before removing the four by four, unlocking the three deadbolts, and cautiously opening the door. "Fenris," Xander greeted a large humanoid wolf, "how's you brother?"

"Still limping after getting his leg caught in that trap you set out," Fenris replied with a growl.

"I told him I was in no mood for his games or the witch's threats," Xander reminded him. "Maugrim had fair warning. Now, why are you here, as if I didn't know."

Fenris gave out a resigned sigh. "Same orders as always," the wolf growled out, "spy on you and try to capture you if I get the chance."

"I'm not foolish enough to give you the chance and you're going to see fuck-all while I'm in here," Xander said bluntly. "Though by knocking you at least get a chance to talk to me and learn something new, which shows you're smarter than your brother."

"My queen would like me to remind you that her door is always open," Fenris said formally.

Xander nodded. "I will keep that in mind, but I have passed the age of the one who will take her up on her offer."

Fenris blinked and slowly nodded.

Xander reached into one of his pockets and the wolf tensed, but his hand came out with a small bag that he tossed at the wolf's feet. "A snack. Have a nice day." Xander closed and locked the door before moving to the fireplace and adding another log.

"What was that?" Buffy asked, getting up to join Xander and shivering in the cold that had been let in by the open door.

"That was one of the queen's wolves," Xander replied.

"They visit you?" Willow asked, concerned.

Xander nodded and took the can out of his pocket, returning it to its spot on a shelf by the door, before dropping the coat on a chair and returning the four by four to its bracket. "It's pretty obvious where I am, but they know not to attack me, not that I take any chances on that end."

Buffy's eyes glanced at the shelf next to the door. "Is dog mace really that effective?"

"It really is," Xander assured her.

"You're still hard," Willow noted.

"You're still naked," he replied with a shrug.

Buffy laughed. "Okay, let's get dressed and take a look at the storage room."

The three got dressed and Xander picked up the lantern and pushed aside the gray wool blanket that he used to keep the heat from leaking out of the room. The girls followed him into an enormous room, several times the size of Xander's front room.

The walls were rough stone that he'd done his best to smooth out, unlike the roof of the cave which was untouched and at least a dozen feet overhead. There were stacks of boxes lining the walls along with a random assortment of luggage scattered around them.

Buffy and Willow turned to stare at Xander.

"What?" he asked.

"Did you leave anything in their houses?" Buffy asked in exasperation.

"Furniture and kitchen appliances," Xander replied.

"I can't believe you managed to sneak all this past your parents," Willow said as she poked around.

"When they pass out not much wakes them," Xander replied unconcerned.

"I say we go back to bed and try and sort all this some other day when we have more lamps," Buffy decided.

"Seconded," Willow agreed, following Buffy back into the main room.

Xander grinned and followed them.

"So what was in the bag you tossed to him?" Buffy asked.

"Milk Bones," Xander replied as they stripped back down.

"Only you," Willow said as she claimed the coveted middle spot on the bed and the other two quickly joined her.

"Xander?" Buffy asked sweetly.

"Yes?" he replied cautiously.

"Pizza," she replied.

Xander looked over at the table and realized someone had returned everything to the table. "Pizza, soda… a jedi needs not these things," he assured her.

"I always assumed if I was naked with a guy I'd be the one calling the shots," Buffy grumbled good naturedly as she got back up.

"Don't forget the soda," Willow added.

Typing by: fyrewolf5