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Title: Never Again
Author: lisa roquin
Fandom: BtVS/Highlander
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: No copyrighted charecters are any way shape or form mine. They belong to their respective creators, production companies, publishers etc. No harm intended. No money made.
Summary: another in the Immortal Xander drabble series. Wesley only wishes he had Immortal healing factor the morning he heads back to LA.



Wesley groaned as he staggered into the kitchen.

"Good morning"

"You are evil. Pure unadulterated evil."

"Tylenol's on the counter there. Coffee is hot."

"You are still evil."

"Me?"

"Yes, you. I have a ten hour bus ride with the worst hangover I've had in well over ten years. Actually, seventeen years. The last time you decided to drink me under the table,"

"Live a little, Wes,"

"My life is quite exciting enough without trying to keep up beer for beer with a five thousand year old alcoholic, thank you. I am never drinking with you again."

"Your kid's been awful quiet the last couple days."

Wesley nodded.

"You sure he's--"

"Once Xander opens his mouth you'll wish he hadn't." Wesley snorted. Xander had been quiet the last couple days. Wesley wouldn't have said the boy he'd known from Sunnydale was capable of quiet. Time, and apocalypses changed them all. Still Xander staying in Seacouver with Methos for few months would be good for Xander. Wesley looked around the kitchen.

"He's at Duncan's" Methos answered Wes' questioning look. "He'll be back to see you off."

Wesley swallowed the pills dry. God, he was never ever drinking with Immortals again.

Comments

[houses7177.livejournal.com]

Nice to see the Wesley side to these drabbles, and I enjoyed the poor guy suffering the after effects. Whew, I bet Methos could drink him under the table, no problem.