Disclaimer: I don't own BtVS. And the idea I borrowed from M. Scott Eiland. Thankies. I love all the feedback that I've been sent. Huggles to all who are supporting me through this journey called a fanfic.

As Lorne had finished his reading, both men thanked him. And blinked out of the bar, as if they never existed. Just as Angel Investigation walked in.

Back at the Magic Box

Xander and Ares showed in the middle the Magic Box. Tairra immediately hit Ares and Spike walked over to Xander, and poked him in the ribs. As if to make sure he was real.

"Spike, do you mind, that tickles." Xander batted Spike's hand away.

Tairra let go of Ares, and smiled at the two. "Aww, aren't they cute?!" Which made Xander and Spike jump apart. Which made Xander to turn red and Spike would have too, if not for the fact that he was dead.

"What in bleeding hell are you babbling about, ya stupid bint?" Spike glared at her.

"What he said!" Xander added.

"Are you calling me stupid, Alexie?" Tairra put on the puppy dog eyes. As Xander relented, Spike threw his hands in the air.

"You act like she's your bleeding chit." Spike shook his head. Inside, he made a pray that it wasn't true.

"In a way, Spike, she is. That's what little sisters are supposed to do to their older brother." Willow walked up to Xander. "I hope you can forgive me, Xander. I know Desire'e doesn't. But I just hope you don't hate me for giving up." Willow looked as if she needed a hug.

And that was what Xander did. He pulled Willow into a hug. "Of course I can forgive you Willow. I never blamed you.I never blamed any of you." He held his arm out to Buffy, as if beckoning her to the hug.

Buffy threw herself into his arms. "We missed you, Xander."

As the hug ended, Giles walked up and shook his hand. "Xander, I hope you are planning to stay this time."

Xander smirked. "G-man, I can't leave my friends defenseless."

Spike smirked at Xander. "How are we defenseless? And how are you going to help?"

Ares walked over to Xander, and whispered in his ear. Xander smirked and flicked his wrists. His outfit then matched his father.

"This is how I can help. Spike, I'm part god. This is my father, Ares." Everyone gasped at the introduction, with the exception of Tairra. Ares' was gasping like a fish at the father part.

"I guess I can't convince you to move to Oklahoma with us," Rune pouted.

"You already said it was boring. In Hellmouth, it's never boring. I might have moved there before this all happened, but now I can't leave. A bad guy is going to show up. And I need to find a woman with a connection to The Powers That Be."

Tairra winced. "Well, I guess I can't leave then too. I am a direct connect to them. I'm their most powerful seer."

Xander nodded, "And two men who will tempt a demon with their power." Giles, Spike, and Rune looked at each other in confusion. "And I know one of them is blond."

Spike walked over and put a hand on Xander's shoulder. "I guess you're stuck with me, mate." As he took his other hand, and dragged it through his bleached locks.

"Well Blondie, nice to have you on the team." Xander patted Spike on the back.

Rune looked at Giles. "I have no clue if he means me or you. I have the speed and strength. But you have the intelligence."

Giles took off his glasses and started to wipe them. "I would assume then we will be forced to wait and watch for anything unusual to happen."

"G-man, waiting for something unusual to happen is like waiting for the light to change. It always happens." Xander leaned on one of the counters.

"Please, Xander refrain from called G-man." Giles then placed the newly cleaned glasses back on.

Tairra looked at her watch. "5, 4, 3, 2, 1. We should have something evil here by now."

Everyone looked at her like she was nuts, except Xander. "She's got a point. We've had what, 3 minutes without an apocalypse?"

Spike laughed at Xander. "Xander's got a point."

The group; Tairra, Rune, and Ares included, did a collective blink at Spike.

Spike shrugged and looked all the dumbfounded faces. "What, can't I call a bloke by his name?"

"Yes, but Spike, you've never called Xander by his given name...ever." Giles took off his glasses and started to clean them again.

"Well, I'm off. People to scare, money to steal...I mean borrow." Spike growled out, as Dawn glared at him about stealing.

"If you don't want to go back to the crypt, you can crash with Tairra, Rune, and me." Xander tossed Spike a key. "You're invited."

"Why?" Spike looked confused.

"Because we have to take care of each other." Xander smiled softly at Spike. That could have made his long dead heart start to beat again.

Then there was a knock at the door. Giles walked to get it, and in walked in a man with short brown hair, and piercing green eyes.

"D, took your damned time getting here." Rune smirked at him.

"Would have helped if Tairra gave better directions. You're just lucky I remember that Sunnydale was an hour from LA" The mysterious D responded.

Spike blinked and growled at the stranger. "Did you bring Peaches with you?"

The man only known as D, at this moment to the Scoobies, blinked. "You're the asshole who tortured Angel!" And pulled Tairra behind him. Then took a fighting stance.

"You know Angel?" Then it dawned on Buffy, who he was. "Aren't you Doyle something?"

"I go by D now. I almost died, and was saved by the PTB to protect Tairra...And why am I telling you this? Wait, you're Angel's ex girlfriend, Bunny something."

"Its Buffy!" Buffy glared at him.

Xander walked up to Doyle. "Thank you for protecting Tairra for me." Then glared as Spike tried to stop him. "I want this stand off to stop. Mr. Doyle isn't going to hurt you, Spike. Mr. Doyle, Spike won't hurt you. And I ask the same from you."

"Aye, I promise not to attack Spike. But if he comes at me, I will defend myself." Doyle nodded.

"Wait, D, didn't you give your powers to the chick in LA? She got all the headaches and broken dream like visions, right?" Tairra perked up.

"Aye, Desire'e." Doyle looked over at the nutty bottled blond.

"We should call them, and get her here. I could help with the pain." Tairra rolled her eyes at the reluctant Doyle.

"Remember, I'm dead to them." Doyle shook his head.

"Then we bring you back. Hell, bringing you back would be easier then bringing back Alexie." Tairra pouted.

"Don't do that Desire'e. You know I say no to the pout." Which made Tairra turn on the pout more, the quiver and all.

"Ok, have someone call Angel, and get Cordelia down here." Doyle relented. In which Tairra's pout disappeared, as if it was never there. And like she didn't know how.