Confront a Friend and a New Ally(?)

"Jesse, man, don't make me do this," Xander said as he held up the stake.

Jesse turned to him as Cordelia ran away. "Dude, you're the Source."

"I know there is some part of you that is still in there," Xander began, "and if we..."

Jesse leaned as far forward as the stake would allow, "You smell good."

"Uh, what?"

"Like, way better than Cordelia," Jesse said as he licked his lips. "Just think of what we could do together. Oh, I can't wait to taste you."

"Coming on a little strong buddy. Could we redirect it to the awesome stories I have to tell you?"

"Why don't we go somewhere private and I can..." Jesse was cut off as Xander thrust the stake forward.

"Yeah, not Jesse at all."

-

Xander walked out of the Bronze and scanned around for any dangers. Buffy assured him it was safe, but he knew he was going to be looking a lot closer at the shadows from here on out.

They had won the battle. With her powers, and a little bit of ingenuity, Buffy had taken down Luke. Xander was still trying to process the loss of his friend and how everything was going to change. I mean, could people really ignore a few dead teens killed at the Bronze?

Despite his earlier vow to keep an eye on the shadows, he was already lost in thought, and didn't notice as two feet slammed into his back.

"You need combat training," he heard a feminine voice say above him. "If I was an enemy, you'd be dead."

"Spine, broken," he murmured, "pretty sure you are an enemy."

"No, I'm a friend who was testing you," she said as she dropped a necklace beside him. "You should wear that."

Xander reached out and picked it up noticing it was a small cross. "Who are you?"

"A friend," she answered. "You can call me Darla."

By the time he turned around she was gone.