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It was just an ordinary mop up job to save the world for Buffy when Xander dropped in uninvited. *** Author's note: My thanks to the editor. This story can freely be posted to any free site as long as there's no fee for reading it. *** Buffy and the gate of Gemino (C) 2003 Nabiky S. Buffy flew through the room and landed soundly on her back. She wiped off the blood from her hurt nose. He was too strong. "Foolish girl, you are doomed," the demon master laughed as he moved in for the kill. A new shadow made the demon stop and look left. A person dressed in a hooded overcoat stood looking at the fight completely silent. The hood showed only darkness. "Who are you?" the demon master demanded. In a single snap the hooded person pushed the overcoat backwards. It fell to the ground with a smooth rustle. The demon masters eyes grew in dread. "NO! Impossible," the demon master exclaimed and shook his head in denial. Before the demon master had a chance to recover from his shock, a smooth slender leg flew up in such a speed it almost become blur. The demon master staggered backwards of the brute force in the slayer's foot, Buffy was using up her last strength. The master just shook the hit of unhurt and laughed, he had only been surprised. But wait, I'm getting ahead of myself, this is all violence, let's go back a month in time. *** Buffy walked into the old fabric building looking left and right it was rather dark inside even for her, but she could easily smell the unholy stench of vampires. Buffy sniffed deeper, yes there were several, more than four actually, all in the next room. Giles believed there to be three or four soft ones here. Well, was he ever right. The trouble with this group was the fact they had stolen a magic book containing spells to open gateways. Giles feared they might open a gate to the demon world, the book had to be recovered before it was too late. Everything else had to wait. Like that should be something new, thought Buffy. Killing vampires had become plain boring routine for her. Buffy stopped in front of a worn down door, a weak sound off chanting leaked through it. "Always in the last minute," Buffy mumbled cheerfully and kicked the door open. Seven identically kneeling vampires turned their heads in surprise. Buffy just rushed in and stabbed the one close to her with her wooden stick and the vampire turned to dust "No, no, NO!" a red robed vampire shouted. Now Buffy noticed the rectangular shimmering mirror looking surface on the wall behind the red robed vampire, but the other six had gotten up on their feet now. Buffy raced pass them all towards the red robed vampire. He was her top priority, the gate spell's completion had to be stopped, Buffy thought. Buffy staggered backwards from hard hit the robed vampire got in. He was good. A nasty shivering in Buffy's back told her she was too close to the gateway but she was hit a second time by the furious vampire, another shivering much stronger this time. Buffy knew she had touched the blur opening; it shimmered and changed to a brighter colour almost blinding the vampires a short second. Buffy used the opportunity to rapidly step away from the dangerous opening knowing the vampires were too close to her, she made a furious evasive attack and then rolled aside to a less crowded part of the room. Well, she now faced all seven instead but had her back safe. One by one then, Buffy thought and attacked the closest vampire. Buffy noticed this vampire hit back just as hard as the robed. Surprised, she changed tactic and slowly fought her way backwards into a corner, now could they not surround her. Buffy rapidly kneeled down in a forward long moving way and stabbed upwards into her second vampire; the dust showered over her, yuck. "Kill her or she will destroy the gateway. Kill her!" the red robed vampire shouted. Despite the encouraging shout, all the vampires closed in much more carefully now. Buffy made fierce attacks with her favourite stick, the only weapon she had brought along. Yet the vampires feared that piece of wood more than any other weapon. They slowed down even more. Buffy caught a movement in the corner of her eyes; she identified it to a short glance of a brown leather jacket. "Leave Xander!" Buffy shouted. "No, I can help, it's only a few vampires," Xander waved a newly sharpened stick. "They are too many and too strong," Buffy shouted. Idiot, Buffy thought he always followed her; she used the distraction to sidekick a vampire on her left and impaled the one in front of her in one smooth move. The dust fell down on the floor this time. Xander faced the single attacking vampire who broke out from the group cornering Buffy. Only one, Xander thought; that is disrespect, still his grip hardened around the stick. After several exchanged blows bounced Xander's stick on floor while he made an involuntary flight through the air and landed hard on his stomach in front of the red robed vampire's feet. Not good, Xander thought as the much stronger vampire lifted him up. "No! Watch your neck, Xander!" Buffy shouted desperately. Both Xander and Buffy knew he was doomed locked by the strong grip as he was. "You have bad breath," Xander almost wimp out. "Xander Duck!" Giles shouted. The ironclad crossbow bolt hit the red robed vampire in his heart and he obliterated to dust by the wooden pieces in the bolt. Xander stumbled out of balance and fell backwards into the open portal. A blue light briefly filled the room and Xander was gone. "No, the sacrifice. It has been fulfilled." Giles voice sounded of doom. The next second Giles had his hand full with the vampire who had airborned Xander. It looked really bad when Cordelia suddenly stepped through the door opening and splashed the attacking vampire with holy water. It screamed of extended pain as the holy water burned the vampire as if it was acid. Giles quickly picked up Xander's stick and stabbed the screaming vampire. The screams from the hurt vampire distracted the remaining three vampires who fought Buffy just shortly but that was enough for her to stab the one to her right. "Got you," The slayer smiled. That left her with only two vampires, no match for a slayer, Buffy laughed aloud and charged on aggressively. "Oh my God, the Earth is doomed," Giles mumbled, corrected his glasses and walked closer to the open gateway. "I love this water," Cordelia giggled behind him. "It's safe now, Willow," Cordelia giggled out. Willow walked pass the giggling Cordelia, threw an anxious glance over to Buffy, but she had the last vampire cornered. The relief in Willow's face was immediate she stopped next to Giles. "There is the book," Willow pointed on the one legged reading table. "Hue? O yes of cause," Giles replied and broke of his gaze from the gateway. "Buffy, guard the gate. I fear it's active now," Giles pointed towards the shimmering phenomena. "So this is the spell they used. 'Accersitus agonotheta actus ianus'," Willow read. Giles paled most noticeable. "Stop that you foolish girl," Gilles throw a worried look on the gate but it seemed unaffected. Gilles pulled an eased breath and lowered his shoulders. "So what does it mean?" Cordelia suddenly asked behind Giles. "Well it's Latin, actually, but roughly translated: calling a champion to walk through the gate," Giles pushed up his glasses and gave the gate another look. "Woops!" Willow replied. "We must get Xander out of there," Buffy added. "Hmm, I'm afraid that is not possible, you see he passed as a 'pollicitas' an offering, he is already consumed. Now stop interrupting me, I must find a way to shut this thing down before the vampires' champion walks through," Giles finger slide down the pages while he mumbled through the text. "This takes for-ever," Cordelia protested, stamping her heeled foot. "Effingo? Weird... Ah, occlude, jacio stillicidium, how obvious," Giles exclaimed. However, Cordelia had already started her move; she splashed the gateway with her holy water. Her thought was it worked on everything else, so why not. The gateway reacted as if it had been hit by a lightning stroke. Half-deaf Giles got back up on his feet while he soundly cursed Cordelia. "Ordinary rain-water, I said. Stillicidium..." Then Giles realized Cordelia didn't speak Latin, he silent. "My favourite skirt, darn!" Cordelia grumbled. She tried to get a spot away. Luckily, the gate had closed. It had just closed a bit violent, with a bang instead of a pop, but it was gone, closed. Giles realized Willow was pointing towards the open doorframe where the gateway had stood squeezed in. Willow was babbling incoherent, a state not unusual for Willow but still she usually had a reason for that behaviour as far as Giles knew. Giles looked into the revealed room, Buffy was lying on the floor inside there, her arm in a strange angle clearly broken, and she seemed unconscious. The sounds of rubble falling aside made Giles and Cordelia look around behind themselves. "What?" Buffy wondered surprised over the staring gazes her friends gave her as she got up on her feet behind them. Standing closest to the gate, Buffy had taken the major part of the blast; the brute force had thrown her across the room, but her body had shielded her friends. "What?" Buffy repeated, while she dusted off her short skirt. Her friends had all turned their head towards her now; they acted as if they saw a ghost. It confused Buffy; she noticed their head wandered between her and the door opening. Buffy walked closer and looked in to the other room. "But that's me?" Her friends all nodded. Cordelia sprung to action, she splattered plenty of holy water on the laying figure but nothing happened. Cordelia got a most disappointed face, it changed to knowing expression after just a few seconds, suddenly she turned around and splashed Buffy instead. "Hey stop that," Buffy protested. "Must have lost its power by the blast," Cordelia mumbled disappointed and looked at her bottle, she dropped it on the floor. "I'll fix that with my stick," Buffy sounded confident. "Wait, wait, let us examine what we got first," Giles interrupted. All looked confused at Giles now. "Well, there might be a slight chance that figure actually is Xander," Giles then ended. Confusion stood written in all faces but Willow's, her eyes almost lighted. "Effingo! You said effingo, Giles," Willow eagerly blurted out, she almost jumped up and down in excitement. "Yes, well it looks as the vampires here had cheated their Latin. They weren't getting a champion from the demon world as they thought but they were actually making clones of themselves. Yet..." Giles silent pointed at the second Buffy, he looked thoughtful. "Well now that explains all the twin vampires, but they weren't quite as easy as vampires use to be," Buffy complained. "Yes... Well, um, never mind. Did you touch the gate Buffy? It would explain a lot," Giles could not take his eyes off the other Buffy even the clothes were identical. "I might have..." Buffy shrugged, she had been a bit too busy with the vampires to remember clearly. The figure on the floor moaned of pain as it stared to come around. It tried to get up. She came half ways then she screamed, it wasn't the broken arm she was screaming about. "I hope I never get that look of dumbness," Buffy commented and got an agreeing nod from Cordelia who held her hands for her ears. "It's called panic," Giles added and gave the girl sitting on the floor a hard slap. The silence was most welcome and made them all eased. The Buffy Girl went over to babbling incoherent while her hands mover over chest and crotch despite the broken arm. Dreading the answers, Giles felt there really was no need to ask but Buffy seemed not to think along the same lines. "Who are you?" Buffy demanded. She had to give the girl some more slaps before her question sank in. "Xander," the now sobbing girl replied unsteady. "Right, I thought so," Giles nodded and adjusted his glasses. "Let us leave this place of doom. I need to study this in a safe and peaceful environment," Giles picked the stolen book up. "What about Xander's broken arm," Willow wondered. "I'll figure something out," Giles replied absently. He had a hunch Xander would not want him to prioritise the broken arm, once he had come to his senses. Xander however was too eaten by shock to argue any priorities, something both Buffy and Giles appreciated. They drove over to Giles house. Yes, surely you must understand the library was out of question, libraries closes during the night. However, Cordelia did not join the group. She had a spare bottle holy water in her car, she knew the disco would be open a few hours more, and Cordelia knew her priorities. "Here, Xander," Giles handed the Buffy clone a pain pill and a glass of water. "So now what, how do we change him back?" Willow wondered. Giles rubbed his chin thinking. "I could need some time on that," Giles mumbled. "We can't send Xander home," Buffy concluded. "No, that would indeed be out of the question," Giles nodded. Buffy and Willow lathed Xander's broken arm while Giles sat down in his study with the book. It was a good thing the vampires had picked the wrong spell, but the book had mentioned agonotheta yet there was not any trace of a champion in Xander, Giles thought. Xander was the usual soft foot he always been. Well, he has never looked better though. Giles forced himself through the poorly written Latin, the book was cryptic written and the used words were deliberately chosen to make the reading ambiguous. Giles sighted this might take a while. "holocaustum anima gemino accersitus efficio ostium..." Giles read. Giles put the glasses down and rubbed his eyes. Offering soul to double summoned to bring to pass door, was that its correct translation? Giles nodded, it had to be. The gate of double, the sacrificed soul takes a copy off... Giles sighed, he knew that now. "Curatio malum, to heal injury. Yes that's more like it," Giles mumbled, recalling the broken arm. Jacio lac lactis anima orca necnon mel mellis tempero pappo resumptum, cast milk of life into pot and add honey mix properly, eat to be renewed. Giles scratched his head. Cast Milk of life, I don't get it? Giles Jumped of surprise as Willows voice came from behind, he hadn't realised he had spoken out loud what he thought or that Willow had entered his study room. "Cast milk of life, isn't it obvious, Giles." Willow voice sounded almost embarrassed. "No but do enlighten me, please," Giles hated not knowing riddles like that. "Well, I guess you're not perverted enough, just think with you fifth member," Willow added and quickly fled the room red-faced. Giles put together the mentioning of the fifth member and Willow's red face to an answer he understood, he shook his head. "Dear lord," he let out. Nevertheless, would it work? Would that potion heal Xander as claimed or just add on to the large creep factor Xander already experienced. Giles new he would not drink something like that himself, no mater what sickness. Yet, Giles knew the potion contained nothing dangerous and he needed to confirm the book's credibility. Still if Xander did not know about the special ingredient, Giles nodded pleased. Giles walked over to the kitchen put some water in his teapot, put it on heating then he put down an empty cup on the table and added three spoon of honey. Giles hesitated only a short moment, then he wrinkled his face and added two more spoons of sticky honey. The thought, "What am I doing?" crossed Giles mind again. He shook the thought off, this was no time to be prudish. He needed confirmation. Xander needed healing, and that was that. Giles picked up the cup, dropped a spoon into it, and walked into his toilet. He double-checked he had locked the door before he started his... hum, chanting business. Finally done, Giles walked back to the kitchen stirring the cup and chanting. He discovered Willow there, he stopped his chanting. "The water was boiling," she explained. Giles breathed out. "Well I was to do some tea for us, would you mind getting the cups, to your left Willow," Giles nodded towards his china cabinet. Giles put some drips of hot water into the potion; retook the chanting again, while Willow carried away the china. Finally, the potion mixed into a drinkable fluid. He handed Xander the cup containing the potion while he and the others enjoyed the tea and cookies. Xander smelled the potion and wrinkled his nose. "It smells like..." Xander started. "It's a magic healing potion, Xander. Naturally it smells, it's just the herbs," Gilles interrupted. Giles knew very well what Xander had sniffed out, and it was not the honey. Luckily, Xander just did not place the familiar odour. "Just drink it," Giles added feeling rather uncomfortable. Xander sipped it suspiciously first. "Not bad. Wow, feels like my hairs are standing up." Xander took a deep gulp and a reflex started, forcing him to take a breath so deep he feared he might explode. Energy waves pulsated through his limbs. "Looks like the milk did it," Giles commented thoughtlessly. Willow's big eyes worried Giles. He should not have said that but Willow kept her mouth shut, they both let their eyes go back on Xander who almost shone of health now. "I want some of that miracle stuff too," Buffy looked disappointed into the empty cup. Willow let out a distressed giggle, while Giles shook his head in warning. Even Xander's arm had healed completely. Xander moved it pleased. He felt great, almost charged with energy. Unfortunately, Xander was still Buffy's clone or copy. That had not changed of course. With Xander's brain working on full capacity again, his red face showed he was slightly troubled. Buffy slapped Xander when he tried to grab his breast. They both felt embarrassed. It was the realization he was sitting dressed in the exact same short outfit as Buffy that made Xander act as if he did not knew how to cover himself up. He felt nude. His odd behaviour made both Willow and Buffy to burst out in laugher, which lasted a long time. Giles managed to stay out of it due to the simple thought of the potion he had mixed. "Right, perhaps you girls should be getting home, well except you, Xander; you should use my guest room," Gilles interrupted the laughter in his usual thoughtfully way. "But I need to change back," Xander protested. "Eventually yes, but until we know how..." Giles shrugged the meaning off. Xander's face took an ash-grey tone. "I can't walk around like this," Xander had his arms pointing on himself. "No, you're right, we can not have two Buffys running around so you'll just have to stay indoors Xander," Giles nodded. "No, no, I can not be like this," Xander pointed at himself. "Why, is it my body or my choice of clothing that's not good enough," Buffy demanded. She sounded insulted. "Woops, somebody stepped into it," Willow added giggling. "No, no, I just meant... Well, I'm a guy," Xander explained. Buffy and Willow looked at each other. "Nope!" the girls simultaneous replied. "Good, that settles it then," Giles quickly added to end the discussion he got up on his feet. "This way Xander," Giles showed Xander the guestroom and left him there fighting his own demons. Xander locked the door eagerly and started to undress, he stopped when he stood only in his underwear. He had no pyjamas. Xander pondered the matter for a while then he decided the bra definitively had to go. This is just a bad nightmare, Xander thought. Buffy followed Willow home. Willow just could not stop talking about Xander's fate but Buffy was more interested in the miraculous potion Giles had stirred together. Willow only blushed and got silence when Buffy pressed her about the subject. Finally, Buffy put her foot down. "I can't believe he complained about being me, why should that be so hard for Xander?" "Well he is a boy," Willow started. "We are both girls Willow, we don't complain about that so why should he? Besides he could have ended up as an undead," "Yes, you are probably right Buffy. Wow, this is so great, two Buffys in the same town," Willow's enthusiasm cheered Buffy up. The vampire looked for an easy victim; the single girl in the very short skirt looked almost a too easy snack. He grunted pleased and sprung to action. The slayer expedited the vampire rapidly without even letting her thoughts get disturbed. Xander was her copy, but was he a slayer? Buffy had to force down the feeling of joy, it would simply be too good to be true if so then she could have some days off. Buffy had no trouble climbing into her room through the open window on the second floor, actually she never even thought of climbing, she was too busy planning her holidays. *** The next day sat Giles in the school library studying the book. He had not found a clue how to change Xander back. The task seemed impossible. Buffy and Willow walked in and disturbed him. "So how is our heroine?" Buffy asked. "Heroine? Oh, she, I meant he is still sleeping as far as I know," Giles grunted shaking his head. "That's Xander," Willow started. "Have you tested how much me he his," Buffy interrupted impatiently, tapping her finger on the desk. "No, I can not say I have," Giles looked most thoughtful. "Aduentus agonotheta," Willow read aloud over Giles shoulder. "Would you mind? Stop that, Willow," Giles protested. "Does not that mean arrival of the champion" Willow wondered. "Something like that yes," Giles quickly pushed the book out of Willow's view. He didn't want Willow to read the instructions for that spell she knew enough Latin to figure it out, it was embarrassing enough that she knew about the healing spell. Giles looked down on the sentence his finger rested. loco iugulum iugulus identidem: to place in throat and repeatedly... Giles banged the book shut. That spell made Giles a bit uneasy; it was a very embarrassing spell, the most embarrassing of them all. Frankly, the whole book seemed written by a pervert. After School walked Buffy, Willow and Cornelia over to Giles house. Xander sat in the TV chair with his legs crossed. He had dressed himself in a pair of Giles huge Bermuda shorts, Cornelia made big eyes over the extreme example of bad taste and Willow could not help but giggle, even she knew better than dress in something like that. "Don't you dare walk outside dressed in that," Buffy warned, waving her finger, her reputation was at stake. "I'm not wearing that skirt and this was the only thing I could find that fitted somewhat," Xander explained. "There was nothing wrong with my skirt," Buffy grumbled. She suspected Xander thought she had bad taste. "It was a skirt Buffy," "Walk outside in that thing and I will impale you with my stick," Buffy threatened. "Yeah, it's that horrible," Cordelia nodded. "I thought it looked just fine when I bought it last year," Giles comment dryly. "Xander, stand up and do this, as fast as you possible could," Buffy made a kick high enough to scratch her ear. "I can't do that, I'll get seriously hurt," Xander shook his head. "That is just what we want to find out, so just do it," Buffy grumbled. "With Giles's heeling potion, is there anything to worry about?" Cordelia broke in. "Yes, Xander please," Giles nodded. Xander sighed soundly, that move might hurt considerably but he was curious, well why not he thought and stood up. He put a lot of force behind the kick to get up high and almost got his foot in the face. The loud sound of breaking cloth put a very surprised look on Xander's face, and his face turned red. "He bought it," Buffy slapped her knees and guffawing. "Was that really necessary," Giles protested. Cordelia and willow nodded unison it most definitively had. "One major trouble solved," Buffy smiled and wiped a tear off her face. The red-faced Xander disappeared rapidly into the guest room holding the trashed shorts together as good as he could. Now he knew why Buffy preferred to wear those short skirts. A smiling Buffy followed Xander only a second later, there were some disturbing sounds emerging from the room before Xander walked back out in the living room dressed in the short skirt and top from yesterday, he was not displaying a happy face. "Let's get this test done," Xander mumbled feeling most embarrassed. "Right, help me move the table. Careful, watch that lamp," Giles warned. An open spot was soon made, then Giles tried some strength and speed tests on Xander, he nodded pleased. Buffy demonstrated some kicks and then she volunteered as Xander's sparring-partner, the seventh time that Xander hit the floor on his back Cordelia could not keep quiet any longer. "Let's face it Xander, you might have the strength, stamina and speed of a slayer but you fight no better than a small child," Cordelia concluded, Willow nodded agreeing. "Yes, do stop using that silly army technique of yours. It only works in close combat," Giles nodded. Xander felt so deeply insulted by Cordelia's remark, he grumbled displeased and refused to continue the sparring. He did not like the fact that Buffy still was superior over him, he felt weak. Yet, he and Buffy helped putting the room back in order again. "Relax Xander, I'll drop by later on with some old clothes," Buffy promised. "Pants pleas, just pants," Xander begged. "In this heat?" Buffy mumbled as she left. *** "I got it! My God, I did it," Giles exclaimed. A week of constant heavy reading in the library had given Giles the solution. "What?" Buffy looked up from her books. "I finally know how to change Xander back, it's so simple it's mind- blowing," Giles explained. "Oh that, but why should you even want to think about doing that," Buffy wondered. "I'm not quite following you now Buffy," Giles admitted and waved his glasses. "Why do you want to kill a badly needed slayer?" "Kill, but, but..." Giles babbled confused making a perfect butface. "We need her," Buffy added. "Need? Yes naturally. But it's wrong, Xander is not happy in his present form," Giles pointed out. "Look you have said it yourself, there are too few slayers." "Yes but it's Xander we are talking about." "Well, let's face it Giles, he has been a Zeppo around me quite a time now. You can't be serious about turning him back, not now when he finally could make some use of himself." "Buffy, this is too much to ask of him." "We all have to make sacrifices, Giles. What's most important, saving the world or temporarily making Xander feeling slightly more comfortable," Buffy demanded. "Well, well... When you put it like that; the world of cause. But it's not right, Xander is a boy," Giles protested. "No, Xander is just inhibited being a boy. He is a slayer now and has the same feelings I have it's in the blood, trust me, he only needs time to adjust." Afterwards Giles wondered how on Earth he could have agreed to accept Buffy's suggestion to train Xander as a slayer. Well if it did not work out then he could always try to transform Xander back later on. But if the Watcher's Council finds out about this second slayer, Giles shook his head, it was risky and he was the one who had the head on the block. Anyway, Buffy had a good point; two slayers would mean they could actually challenge the local demon master. The master was probably the oldest and strongest vampire walking earth; well he has not done that much walking lately since he had been stuck in within Hellmouth for eons and he was not happy over it. Yet he did have a large group of vampires worshiping him down there, close to the electric tunnel, too many for even a slayer, but two might just be it. A complete victory in Sunnydale could mean a chance to seal off Hellmouth properly. If that happen then it could be the start of an avalanche of victories for the side of light. Giles conscience grew silent, satisfied; it was for the better of humanity and Xander could always be turned back after the final battle, if he still wanted. Giles decided he would start up with a quick crack course for Xander. Teaching only the basic slayer-concept first and for once, he knew what technique that would fit the spare Buffy best. A week later was Xander out on patrol with Buffy, they sat leaning backwards towards a gravestone, watching the fresh dirt. The cool night breeze gave Xander's naked legs goose pimples. He still had trouble accepting Buffy's claims that one moved so much more freely in a short skirt but Giles had pointed out it also perfected the bait that's why all slayers were women. Vampires preferred easy victims especially the fresh ones so Xander had reluctantly accepted the yellow skirt he wore, well he trusted Giles. The sound of fresh dirt being pushed aside made Buffy elbow Xander, they got up on their feet Xander waited impatient. Hands suddenly burst up from the ground gripped around and thrust forward pulling the rest of the body out off the grave. "About time we almost froze our asses waiting," Xander blurted out. The fresh vampire rapidly turned around lead by the sound it was starving. Roaring the vampire lunged across the grave, Buffy spun out of its way, this was to be Xander's first dusting as a slayer. Xander took a step backwards slightly scared then he remembered the training, he leaped into the air and shot a high kick in the vampires face, the impact made it stumbled backwards over a gravestone. "Don't let it run away, it is scared now," Buffy calmly advised. However, Xander spared no time his blood was warm of slayer instinct now, he plunged the stick down into the vampires back hitting the heart straight on. "Now that was easy," Xander noted. "Fresh ones always are. It's the wait that's worst with them." "Yeah, you have a point." "C'mon Xander there still some time left to take a dance or two at the Bronze," Buffy suggested. Xander just looked at Buffy in disbelief. "Okay, forget it, no disco then; I just thought you would like getting the chance to mingle a bit, Giles has a rather dry way." "That dry shy way is just how I want it to remain, Buffy." "Your loss," Buffy ended. They walked back to Giles house, Xander lived there now. He could not go back to his parents and suddenly having two Buffys might freak out Buffy's mom. Xander made a loud sight in the doorstep, the Bronze was almost a tempting option to what awaited. "This sucks," Xander blurted out. "Don't you start, you're not the one who has to go to school tomorrow," Buffy warned. Xander snorted and opened the door. "They fed off a human mixed their blood. The possessed human became infected; he bit another who bit another, until they..." Giles voice came from his study. "I have no classes' hey?" Xander replied pointing inwards the house, that was the sound of his class starting. *** The third week as a slayer could Xander not endure it any more, he just had to find it out. He walked over to Giles. "Wasn't I to be the clone of champion, a stronger, faster and... Well Buffy still defeats me one handed," Xander complained. "Well last week she only needed both her feet for that," Giles pointed out rather bluntly. "Willow mentioned there was a potion like the one fixing my arm," Xander sounded eager. "Did She? Well the way it's distributed alone would be too much for you to handle Xander, me giving it to you too, I think." "Well I'm willing to endure some discomfort for something as powerful as that," Xander added. "That discomfort, no I..." Giles shook his head, his face looked a bit red. "But why not?" Xander never realized he stomped his foot. Giles avoided replying, he just picked out a Latin dictionary looked through his piles of books until he found the second book he wanted. He looked up a specific page in it, then he dumped the books onto Xander's naked knees. "You figure it out yourself, then we won't need to talk about this again," Giles mumbled. "But I don't know Latin," Xander protested to Giles moving back. "Oh it's simple enough for you to puzzle out." Left alone in Giles study, Xander grumbled and started looking the words up. Milk of life; pervalidus - very strong. Interesting Xander thought half an hour later. So far he had figure out the potion containing the milk of life would temporary make him very strong and fast. But during the consumption of the milk of life had the donor to make a special chanting. However, there was more to it. "Lactans penetranter, iugulum iugulus," Xander cited, his translation sounded weird. Draw milk deep throat. Giles tried to sneak pass behind Xander's back, it was the only way to the toilet, however. No human sneaks up unknown behind a slayer. "Giles what's the milk of life?" Xander wondered. "Hue, Well... Males produce it, given the chance," Giles twisted in the answer. "Aha, male breast milk," Xander concluded. "No, that not quite it," Giles repeated most troubled. "But it has to be drawn deep, then? Wha..." Xander stopped and his face got a dangerous red look. "Yes, I think you have figured it out now," Giles added and disappeared into the toilet. *** It was a late night when the phone call came. Giles answered. "Giles." "They've taken Willow, I'm in pursuit," Buffy gasped into the cell phone. "Who, where?" Giles desperate asked. "Some four or five vampires, hang on they are stopping." Buffy's pressed breaths went through the phone as she was running. "They disappeared down into an electric maintenance shaft, Giles," Buffy finally replied. "Buffy do not pursue, it's bound to be a trap, you know the demon lord hangs out down there," Giles warned. "Buffy, Buffy?" The beep Giles had heard was the cell phone's low battery warning. Giles sunk soundly down into his leather chair shaking his head. "What's eating you," Xander wondered with his mouth full of food. "Buffy just committed a pointless suicide to save Willow," Giles mumbled completely devastated. "Suicide?" "She has entered the demon lord's turf." "Taking on the demon lord all by herself. Guess I have to save her then," Xander started picking up sticks and bottles with holy water. "No, Xander you don't stand a chance, they are too many and the time too short." Giles sighted. "But we must do something?" Xander protested. Giles shook his head. "Buffy didn't say where she entered, you would have to work your way through the whole tunnel system cleansing it. There are at least 20 or 30 vampires down there, you would not stand a chance." "No she's dead, well you better pack, you're moving in to Buffy's mom," Giles rubbed his eyes. Xander took a deep breath. "No! There is still one way out, even if..." Xander swallowed soundly after that sentence. *** Now are we finally back where we started: Xander stepped forward unrobed and waved a thumb towards Buffy. "Back off Buffy, He is mine," Xander demanded. "How'd you past my guards?" the confused demon demanded. "Those sissies are no more," Xander replied dryly. "You need my help." Buffy protested. "No, I took a potion, stand back Buffy I have an anger to consume," Xander wrinkled his face and grinded his teeth over the horrible strength potion he had had to take. Xander jumped to action with a rapid rotating kick, so fast the air almost whistle from the shoe, the demon master hit the wall impossible hard and bricks fell to the ground, but Xander didn't slow down there, he almost teleported in close and kicked and kicked and kicked... Buffy stood almost dumbfounded looking at the impossible scene. "This is for my lost sex-life and this for this cursed trap and this for the horrible potion I had to take and this..." Xander mumbled as he beat the demon up, it was not a fight. Xander was making meat lob of the demon, taking out all his embanked anger. It was almost as if Xander had gained the full strength of the superman, well okay the supergirl then, anyway he was unstoppable. Buffy limped up behind and stabbed the demon lord with her stick. Xander gave Buffy an almost angry glance. "I wasn't finished by a long shot," He complained. "But the demon was," Buffy comment. "Yeah, I guess I got a bit carried away," Xander nodded. "Do you think Giles has some more of that magic healing-cure, I sure could use some?" Buffy added. "Trust me Buffy you don't want to use any of Giles new potions, ever." Xander shivered when he thought about his latest potion, he doubted his throat ever would feel clean again and then there was the smell. Xander comforted himself with the thought it still were plenty more demons out there waiting for a beating of their life and Xander felt he had a lot of that to distribute. "Hey are you two going to stand down there chatting all day or are you going to let me down?" Willow wondered form her chained position in the roof. "So how about the Bronze, Xander, I'll let you have the first vampire we find?" Buffy suggested. Xander licked his mouth thinking. "All we find, you two do owe me big, extremely big." Buffy and Willow shrugged, it was not the vampires they wanted to meet there. "We better hurry then, you never know when those darn vampires demolish the whole place again," Willow added.