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(Not Just) Me Against the World	By : astracindel Category: BtVS Crossovers > Misc - Slash - Male/Male Views: 1862 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Five

Dawn opted to stay with Rachel when they returned Monday evening, so after seeing Puck and Brittany to their homes, Spike and Xander returned home alone. Buffy greeted them when they arrived. Details of the trip had been given and Buffy was assured Dawn was with Rachel and would not be home that evening. “It is him” was all Buffy was able to say before breaking down. Once Buffy collected herself they spent a long time discussing how to handle the situation. Spike's solution was to remove Mr. Evans' head from his shoulders and piss down his neck. Xander wanted to at least let Dawn know, even if they did not confront Sam's father. In the end, Buffy put her foot down. She did not want to be the cause of that type of pain for another family. It was decided they would wait to see if Mr. Evans stepped up of his own accord, and if not, secrets had a habit of not staying secret, no matter how hard you tried. On this one thing, she would not fight fate. After checking in with Dawn and Rachel on Tuesday afternoon, an emotional Buffy returned to Cleveland.
Rachel's dads had to go out of town for a couple of days, so Rachel and Dawn returned to Casa Harris that evening. Brittany called Rachel's cell. Her parents were still gone and Santana was busy with one of the football players. Spike said to tell the cheerleader to pack for a couple of days, she could stay with them. Brittany thanked them quickly and said she and Puck would be there soon. After disconnecting, everyone just shrugged, not questioning the seer's declaration or why she didn't even ask for directions. Thirty minutes later a bouncing Brittany and a confused Puck were entering the house.
“Uh, she just showed up, starting throwing my clothes in a bag, and drug me out the door,” Puck explained.
“It's alright,” Xander assured, clapping the boy on the shoulder. “If Brittany hadn't called tonight, we would have sent Dawn and Rachel after you two tomorrow. You guys shouldn't be alone.”
“I can take care of myself,” Puck protested.
“Didn't say you couldn't, pillock,” Spike said, on his way to the kitchen. “Said you shouldn't be alone. Alone sucks. 'Sides, we got five bedrooms here, plenty of room for ya to stay any time ya need ta.”
“Er, okay then,” Puck frowned, not used to adults wanting him around.
“Go on in,” Xander smiled. “I'll go see what kind of snacks we have and order pizza. Cheese-less veggie, I know Rach. Puck, Britt?”
“Ohh, lots of meat,” Brittany drooled.
“Uh...”
“They order from a place that has Kosher options, Noah,” Rachel smiled.
“Really?” Puck asked, surprised. Most people didn't order from there because it was a bit more expensive, or just forgot Puck was Jewish.
“Of course,” Xander snorted. “My best friend since I was five was Jewish. She's Wicca now, but she still keeps Kosher. Between her and Rachel, I'd be a dead man if I ordered from anywhere else.”
“That's cool, dude. Mushroom and cheese.”
“Not a problem. Don't be afraid to speak up around here, kid. Trust me, no one else has any problem, usually at the top of their lungs. Oh, just one thing, Spike has a garlic allergy.”
Puck laughed. “Maybe he really is a vampire. He absolutely refused to leave the room during the day while we were in Chicago. Cheese, mushroom, no garlic, extra basil.”
“He just didn't want to have to carry any bags,” Xander snorted. “I'll get the orders in and see what other snacks we have.” Xander followed after Spike.
Dawn and Rachel lead the way into the living room. Puck and Brittany gazed around in amazement. The largest TV Puck had ever seen was on one wall, surrounded by movies and video games. An X box was set up. All of the furniture was set up to ensure an unobstructed view of the television. What really had Puck's attention were the medieval weapons hanging on the wall. Swords, maces, axes were arranged all around the room.
“So cool,” he breathed, his hand reaching out to touch the nearest broad sword.
“Real. Not toys!” was shouted from the kitchen.
“How the hell?” Puck asked incredulously, snapping his hand back.
“You're a teenage male. What other reaction would you have?” Dawn giggled.
“That's right,” Puck smirked. “And you three ladies have my impressive maleness all to yourselves, what are you going to do about it?”
Dawn and Rachel each grabbed a pillow throwing it at the jock's head. Brittany just swayed where she was standing. “No more shark, it's time to become a dolphin.”
“Sure Britt, whatever,” Puck grumbled, throwing himself onto the couch.
The girls giggled at Puck's whining while they picked out a movie. Dawn and Rachel debated on some of the horror movies Xander kept in the comedy section. They vetoed the idea, they may not be on a hellmouth right now, but it was better not to invite trouble. Deciding they didn't want to have Spike's whining added to Noah's they chose something with a lot of explosions. Spike and Xander joined the teens shortly after the movie started bearing sodas and a huge bowl of popcorn.
Two movies, six slices of pizza, and enough soda to float a boat later, Puck was returning from the bathroom. He was nearly back to the others when Dawn called out, “Hey, can you grab some bottled water from the fridge?”
Turning into the kitchen and walking to the fridge he yelled back, “Sure, no problem.”
“Puck, wait!” Xander yelled just as the refrigerator door swung open. “Dammit.”
“Uh, dudes, why are there like, twenty bags of blood in here?” Puck asked nervously.
“Would you believe hemophilia?” Xander asked from the door, being sure not to make the boy feel crowded. Puck looked at him as if he had grown a second head...with horns...and turned purple. “Right. Didn't think so.”
“What the hell dude? All that shit about bursting into flames, and the garlic allergy, now this. Is Spike mental or something? One of those freaks that thinks they really are a vampire?”
“Not mental ya git,” Spike snorted. “Grab the water and get back in here. Promise I won't come within ten feet of ya, if yer scared.”
“I'm a bad-ass. I'm not afraid of anything!”
“Please come back in here Noah,” Rachel called.
Puck grabbed three bottles of water and stomped back into the other room. Throwing himself into a chair, as far for Spike as possible, he demanded, “What is going on? I want some answers. What really happened to that guy you were fighting the other night?”
“What? Fighting?” Rachel questioned.
“He came up on us when we were on patrol last week. You had that big history exam the next day. We had it covered without you,” Xander waved her concern away.
“Oh no,” Rachel groaned, covering her face with her hands.
“What?!” Puck yelled, jumping to his feet. “Rachel...Rachel...was supposed to be with you? Why the hell would Rachel be with two men in a cemetery in the middle of the night? What the hell have you gotten her into? Rachel, Britt, get your things. I'm not going to let these dudes do...whatever it is they want to do. Come on.”
Puck turned to the two girls expecting to see them moving to leave with him. Much to his astonishment however, neither girl was moving. Brittany was smiling brightly at him, and Rachel had a small pleased smile...and was that a tear? A snort from Spike had the footballer snapping his eyes to him.
“You'll do,” he nodded approvingly. “Now, get yer knickers outta the twist and sit back down. We ain't gonna do anything to any of ya, and we'd destroy anything that tried.”
“Please Noah,” Rachel cajoled. “I'll tell you everything. Trust me, there is no one in Lima I would be safer with than Xander and Spike. And thanks...for showing you care. It..it means a lot to me. I care about you too, you know.”
“If I don't like what I hear, my guns and I are going to make sure you never bother Berry again.”
“You know what, I like you,” Dawn piped up as Puck retook his seat. “Oh, oh! You're like what would happen if Xan and Spike ever had a kid...a totally conceited asshole most of the time but a knight in shining armor underneath all the crap.”
“Not conceited if it's true,” Puck glared and Spike smirked.
“Dawnie, don't say stuff like that!” Xander whimpered. “You never know who Spike's pissed off or who's listening...and let's not forget Willow...it's not like she hasn't offered.”
“Congratulations, it's a boy!” Brittany giggled.
“Huh?” Puck shook his head at the blonde. “Whatever. I still haven't heard anything that will stop me from unloading my guns on you two freaks. Someone had better get to explaining. And Brittany, how do you know about all of this?”
“You're absolutely correct, Noah. We did get a bit distracted,” Rachel took a deep breath. “Well, since you most likely would never be exposed to any of this if it wasn't for me, I'll explain. The summer before Freshman year this guy showed up on our doorstep...”
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