Disclaimer: I don't BtVS. And the idea I borrowed from M. Scott Eiland. Thankies. And I promise not to be too mean. This is going to be a Spike/Xander. So please if you don't like it, don't read it.

As Buffy looked Dawn in the eyes, quietly telling her, that it was her last gift to the world. Xander pushed past her. He smiled at her. "I have to go, Buff. I'm the Key guy. You could follow if you must, in your non-key guy status. But I still have to go." He quickly kissed her on the forehead. And smiled softly at Dawn.

He smiled down at Giles, Willow, Tara, Spike, and Anya. Then just let go. Everyone could the gentlest smile on his face, as he hit the vortex. And fell through it.

Willow wailed as Xander hit the ground. Her best friend had died, protecting Buffy, once again. Except this time, he wasn't just her White Knight. This night, he was the world's White Knight. Tara tried to hold Willow, as Willow somehow found the strength to crawl to her oldest friend. Now she was left alone. No Jesse, no Xander.... her past was gone.

Buffy fell to her knees, as Dawn tried to steady her. "He died for me....he told me once that it was his place to take mine....I never understood that till now."

Spike's eyes teared up, as he watched Xander's smiling body crash to earth. "If there were angels...that's what they would look like, Xander right now." Spike whispered, unknowing outloud.

Giles watched his son, maybe not in blood, but in heart, fall to the unforgiving earth. He also felt his heart break. The heart, and soul of the Scoobies was gone. He knew the truth, Xander had been the one who had held the group together through the hardest parts of this adventure through life.

Anya smiled. She knew that was how he wanted to go. He wanted to die helping. Not being something's 'butt monkey'. As tears rolled down her face, her smile shined. She kissed the ring that he had given to her. And as Spike picked her up. She asked to see Xander.

Spike looked at Anya like she was nuts. But begrudgingly walked over to Xander's battered shell. And placed Anya next to the husk that had held the spirit of the young man.

Anya smiled down at the body. And laid the ring on his chest. "This was your way of getting out of it." Anya managed to get out, before bawling onto Spike's chest.

"It's ok, Anya. He's in a better place." Spike stroked her hair.

She looked up. "Yes, but at least it was how he wanted to go."

Everyone, including Buffy, and Dawn, who had came down off the platform blinked in unison. "What?" Willow found her voice first.

"He wanted to die fighting. Not being saved by all of you. He wanted to go down a warrior. The Hyena and Soldier agreed. He talks in his sleep." Anya wiped the tears away. "And Giles, I need to quite working at the Magic Box. I need to find myself....without him. But first, to the hospital."

A week later

A green-eyed woman in a silver cape, her face hidden from the crying sky, walked to the grave of Alexander Harris. She smiled at the grave marker, as her hand brushed it. Then lifted her head to allow the rain to fall upon her face, and her hood fell off. Her hair was blond, but the three inches of brown roots proved to be the same color as the man, whose shell was buried under her feet.

"Dear brother, you shall arise, a new man. But yet not a man, and not a creature of the night. A creature of the light, you shall be called." She murmured to the grass. "And I promise you, I won't leave you again."

A brown hair man, with stormy aquamarine, and dark blue swirl eyes walked up to her. "Tairra, the ceremony is almost ready. We need to dig up the grave now. Or he'll have to dig his way out."

The silver robed woman looked back at the man. "Yes, Alexie must be spared that experience. At all cost. Thank you Rune." Tairra leaned up and kissed the man's cheek. Then walked off the grave, as two other men walked up, and started to dig with Rune.

Unknowingly by the gravediggers, a Big Bad was watching. He had heard Tairra statement about bringing back the man. And watched, and hoped. He missed Xander, but like hell that he'd admit it. But just looking at the Scoobies, it was proof what kind of impact Xander had made. It was like someone had taken the humor, and smile out of the group.

Then as the trio had hit the coffin, Tairra stepped down to the coffin with the help of Rune and the other men. Then untied the robe, and let it fall away. Rune jumped out of the grave, proving he wasn't human. And from the smell of him, Spike's guess was a vampire.

Then what sounded like Chinese music came from a small boom box, that Rune had moved by the open grave. And Tairra was in a silver kimono started to sing in a soft sweet soprano voice in Chinese. And started to cry over the grave. Her body danced in a motion that made Spike think of water, and just how it could just flow.

Then a flash of lighting. Tairra, singing the sweet, yet infectious tune, cut her arm with a knife that looked like something that Willow would use in her spells. And as the blood hit the coffin....the music and singing ended.

Rune took her arm, and licked the cut. As the other two ripped open the coffin, the rain stopped. Xander looked like he did when he died, three months ago. The wind blew and tousled his hair. Spike looked in longing. Neither Buffy, nor Dru had ever invoked thoughs emotions in him. He wanted to see throughs chocolate brown eyes to open, and look at him with the longing that Tairra's held, as she stroked Xander's hair.

"Alexie, time to wake up, and see the world anew. Time to awake, little godling. Alexie, don't make me cry, I will. And it won't be pretty." Tairra's eyes teared with longing. Then almost as a whisper, she started to sing the song again.

In a flash, Xander's eyes popped open. He looked at her, and smiled. Then frowned. "Aren't I supposed to be dead?" Xander's voice was rough from non-use. And the fact that till that moment, he was dead.

"You were, then your real father let lose your true powers." Tairra cried into Xander's hair, while hugging him like there was no tomorrow.

Spike watched the touching reunion with tears in his eyes. Then raced off to tell the others of the amazing things he had saw.