Fic: 12-29 or Open Your Eyes to This
Series: Twelve Days of Christmas
Title: December Twenty-Ninth
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: Joss owns them
Fandom(s): A:tS/BtVS
Character(s): Angel/Xander
Spoilers: post both series
Summary: Not all gifts come to us on Christmas Day - never expected a gift from you.
Words: 328
A/N: I’m not super great with slash, so here it goes (again)
Dedication:To
noandwhere, who requested the characters.
Twelve Days of Christmas
Cleveland Watcher’s Council HQAngel had decided to make his presence known - that is, admit his undead-ness was still undead - almost six months later than everyone else. He stood outside of the Cleveland address Andrew had given them after the whole Dana issue, not sure if he should go in. His sources had told him that Connor had taken point for his old team, a fact that both made Angel mad and extremely proud at the same time. Connor’d gotten Illyria, Gunn and Spike to a safe place, and the four - had made a go of it. Truth be told, they were probably a better team for it.
Which was why he was standing outside spying on the four of them - Gunn in a wheelchair, Spike with a new scar running down his cheek, Illyria looking like the god-king she had been, and Connor laughing and happy. The family that he’d made.
“You know, all the bases got nifty little vampire detectors from Wolfram & Hart as a gift a year ago, so you had to know we’d know,” a voice spoke from the darkness, interrupting his thoughts.
“So you’ve told me,” Angel answered, his eyes never wavering from scene before him.
“You missed Christmas. I thought you said you were gonna be here,” Xander Harris asked, a tinge of hurt in his voice.
“I - got sidetracked,” Angel sighed, turning to look at the younger man. “Some loose ends popped up.”
“Nina told us. She also burst you’re gonna-pretend-I’m really-dead plan. They know,” Xander snapped.
“Nina didn’t have the right to say anything about that.”
“Nina is a heartbroken wreak, like most of the people you let think you were dead. Like I’ve been telling you for months.” Xander sighed, his eyes drifting over to the window. “Now, go be a father to your family, Angel.”
Angel couldn’t help smiling at Xander’s determined face. Xander frowned at the sudden change in expression.
“You always did see everything.”