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The Truth Behind His Life	By : Strailo Category: BtVS Crossovers > Misc - General Views: 13914 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: The Truth Behind His Life
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Batman
Part: 13
Characters: Angel, Xander, Penn, Spike
Word count: 1,283
AN: And here we go with chapter 13. :3 Doing pretty good people.
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Picking up his cell phone, Star Trek playing in the back ground and Dick out to lunch with Barbra, Xander flipped it open and found the number that he wanted. Flopping back, he listened to the line ring as he waited for the one he wanted for someone to answer. Of course, he was likely to be chewed out for calling during the day time.
“Xander, luv, why are you calling at 12 in the bloody afternoon?” Spike growled, making Xander chuckle.
“Well, I’m alone, my roommate is off somewhere and I figured that I should check in with you guys. Find out what’s going on in Sunnydale while I’m here with Gotham,” Xander drawled, playing with his remote. Spike snorted, the sound of squeaking coming over the line.
“Let me get Peaches up, Xan,” Spike said. Xander snickered into the phone as he listened to the vampire move about his house, more then likely waking Angel if the growling he could hear coming from the other side was any indication. “Shut up, Peaches. Xans on the line. Penn, you lug, up with ya,” the blond vampire grumped as he put the phone onto speaker.
Xanders amused laughter came over loud and clear. “I do hope I didn’t interrupt anything, Angel, Penn.”
“That was earlier, Alexander,” Penn replied, a smile dancing on his lips. Angel rolled his eyes and laid a smack onto his ass, making the vampire yelp and pout.
“Now, now, no games when I’m on the line,” Xander drawled, pulling three pairs of eyes to the phone still held in Spikes hand.
“Hello, Xander,” Angel greeted as he sat up, leaving room for his grandchilde to sit. “How is Gotham? Your mission there?” he asked.
“Well enough, the mission that is,” Xander replied. “I found them and now all I have to do is actually talk to them,” he told the three vampires.
“And staying in Gotham?” Angel prompted as Penn draped himself over his chest, the young vampire reaching out to pull Spike down.
“In some ways, it feels like Sunnydale, but in others, it’s not. Kinda boring really,” Xander admitted. Spike raised one blond eyebrow as blue eyes looked up at Angel.
“You sound like you wonder why you are even there,” Spike said, Xander sighing heavily on the other end.
“It’s not that,” he started. “I just keep getting harassed by a certain Bat. The gender bender bat is bugging me too just by following me the fuck around. I can’t lead them to one of the clubs; I haven’t really been able to see Gotham’s over lord because of them. I’ve been able to contact her, but I really do need to see her up close and personal.”
“Good luck, Alexander,” Penn rumbled, fingers stroking over Spike’s side.
“So what are you going to do about the Bats?” Angel asked, smoothing a hand through Penn’s hair, wishing that they were closer to the young cross dresser.
“I’m going to be alone for the rest of the day and I heard that they’ll be busy with something else tonight,” Xander told them. “So I’m going to drop by the clubs tonight.”
“Take care when you go, Xander. Some of the people who will be there aren’t demons, just insane,” Angel cautioned.
“I know, Angel, I know. I’m taking a few toys that Dick gave me, so I’ll be covered that way,” Xander said, Penn letting a leer spread over his lips.
“Toys, Alexander? What kind of toys?” he asked, getting a choked moan from Xander.
“Not those kinds. Angel, I thought you would have fucked his perverseness out of him by now,” Xander teased, making Angel and Spike laugh as Penn just smirked.
“I tried, but it didn’t work all that well,” Angel replied, Spike leering and wiggling his eyebrows at them. “Now, what kind of toys were you given?”
“Ah, let’s see. A butterfly knife with a wrist holster, a switch blade with a hip holster. I also have a couple of styles of tasers that I can hide on my person. He also gave me a few canisters of serious pepper spray,” Xander replied.
“Well, damn, you have a small arsenal there, luv,” Spike chuckled, getting one from the young human over the line.
“And I have permits as a private worker to carry them all,” he stated, sounding smug. “Since I have knowledge and I can get into places that cops can’t, I’m a valuable resource.”
“Are you now?” Spike snickered, leaning into Penn’s hand when he reached out to smooth a hand through bleached curls.
“Yep. Tell me how things are going there at Sunnydale, you guys,” Xander said, the sound of ice clinking making their ears perk up.
“Things are going as well as it can be expected,” Angel slowly said, the three vampires sharing looks.
“I can hear the looks and hesitation even over the phone, you three,” Xander stated as he poured a drink. “Now tell me, what’s been happening there?”
“It’s been rather nuts here, Xander. Buffy has been slipping on the patrols again, trying to restart our relationship and hasn’t been too happy with us not stopping you from leaving,” Angel started.
“I thought she was fine with me coming to Gotham,” Xander mused.

”She was up until they figured out just how much money you spent on food and just how much respect you had as a normal human fighting the nasties of the night,” Penn said after a few moments of silence. “Along with the research that you had done for them.”
“So she lost her trick pony and wants it back,” Xander summarized, sounding disgusted at the thought of it all.
“Pretty much,” Penn said, sitting up and leaning over Angel. “Your friend Willow has also been acting differently. Her magic is present to the point where we had to go to a well trusted friend to make sure that she hadn’t laid any unwanted spells on us,” he continued.
“Did you find any?” Xander asked, worry evident in his voice.
“Yeah, there were some found,” Angle stated, listening to Xander blow out a shaky breath. “Just tracking spells and warning spells, but we did have them removed and seals placed on us to stop any magic done on us that we don’t’ want done. Giles and Joyce followed our example and chewed her out. There’s a coven coming to help stop the addiction.”
“Good. Angel, does Buffy know that your soul is stuck tight because of Willows spell?” Xander asked slowly. Angel stared at the phone that was still held by Spike, trying to figure out that answer.
“We’re not sure, luv,” Spike finally replied. “There’s a chance the she does know, but she hasn’t said anything outright.”
“Then again, she has caught all three of us kissing and touching in various pairings. She’s called both me and Spike sluts and cheaters in a round about way,” Penn continued, Angel smoothing a hand over both of their backs.
“Again, not outright,” Angel said, settling back against the head board. “Snippy comments, threatening to stake them has been high on her likes. We rarely actually go to the meetings, instead we just call Giles and find out what things are going on.”
“I see,” Xander said, voice low, thoughtful as he looked out of the window. “I’m thinking I’m going to swing by a well known witch here, see if she can’t ink some protections against magic for me. I’ll call those two eventually. What are your plans?”
“We bought a hotel called the Hyperion and will be moving there next month,” Penn said happily, sparking off a happier conversation between the four of them.
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