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[thedemonmagnet]

Helen had been topside from the horrible place for a few days and Xander's heart had finally stopped racing whenever she was out of his sight. Granted, he wasn't too happy that she was out at the Club drinking with Luthor, why was it always Luthor, but at least she knew she was safe. And while he didn't get the drinking, he knew this was something they needed to do.

But it did give him the chance to work on a few personal projects that he'd neglected in his worry and then in his reunion with Helen. So there he sat on the porch, forming a piece of wood in his hand with one of his woodworking tools, waiting for her to come home to him.

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[scoobys-heart.livejournal.com]

The only thing Xander could do was hold her tighter against him. "Believe me. I ask myself the same thing everyday." Everyday he thanked his lucky stars that this beautiful, strong, passionate woman loved someone like him. But he wasn't going to say no. "And I think likewise."

[devilwoman]

She tilted her head up a little more so she could press her lips to his, soft and sweet and achingly tender. This, right here, this was never going to get old, was always going to be so precious to her. "Wo ai ni," she said softly, and though Xander didn't speak the language, he'd been with her long enough now he was sure to know at least what that meant.


[I love you]

[scoobys-heart.livejournal.com]

It was, and always would be, the best part of any morning, afternoon and night, the pure moments that he could share with Helen. And he did know the foreign words, or at least he knew what they meant. With a smile, he laid a soft, tender kiss on her lips and hugged her tightly. “I love you too, Boss Lady,” he replied, adding his own form endearment.