Alive in the Ruins
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madimpossibledreamerMain Points:
Buffy/Devil May Cry/Resident Evil/Background NCIS Crossover (Hold My Heart)
Chapter Summary: The incident comes to an end, thanks to some help.
Word Count: 560
Rating: Teen
Pairing: Leon/Xander
Warnings: Mild concussion
“Yeah, honey, sure you can.” Leon’s tone is light and casual. He’s clearly trying not to panic in front of his partner. “But humor me? Maybe I just want a handsome gentleman on my arm.”
It takes Redgrave longer than it really should to process that. “Fine, okay.”
She walks up to them. “How are you feeling?”
“He’s got a concussion,” Leon insists, with a bit of an edge, and Xander smiles, lopsided.
“Yeah, but I’ll heal. Better than either of you. Your heads would’ve squished like a raw egg.” He pauses. “I didn’t mean to actually say that. The egg part. That’s nasty. Though, um. Actually, I want an egg. Hard-boiled. Like you. You’d be good in a noir.”
“I’ll make you an egg,” Leon promises gently, and Ashley can’t help but smile.
Sure, she wishes it were her Leon’s got his arm around, that he’s trying to shelter from the prying onlookers, but watching them now they’re so cute it’s obvious they’re in love. Not even Ada has a chance against that, she’s fairly sure, not when Leon S Kennedy’s actually happy. She can mourn her hopeless crush, but it’s great that Leon actually looks happy for once, even if he’s also worried about his boyfriend right now.
“By which I mean to ask, are you okay?” Xander asks, and yeah, he’d done that before, prioritized her over his own well-being, and she’d thought it was for show before, but now, not so much.
“You protected me, don’t worry. I have a lot of questions, but they can wait. I don’t want to bug you while you’re hurt, just wanted to say thanks.” She’s going to walk away, but Xander’s voice stops her.
“You don’t have to wait. Just, uh...maybe you should wait until I sit down,” he insists, and Leon shares a commiserating look with her. Apparently Xander’s just as stubborn as Leon is. Which isn’t too surprising, thinking about it.
“Actually, I can help with those questions, though we obviously don’t know everything yet, and there’s probably some stuff we can’t tell you yet. Willow Rosenberg. I’m with this goofball.” A redhead in a long-sleeve shirt just kind of appears at her elbow, raising an eyebrow as Xander starts to protest. “Just listen to your boyfriend and rest, mister. You’re not invincible.”
Xander’s unhappy noise is incoherent, but he does actually settle down.
“Thanks for coming, Miss Rosenberg,” Leon greets her, which—yeah, okay, not a complete stranger, probably someone she can trust?
“I should’ve been here sooner. Sorry about your apartment,” she responds, and, oh, yeah, that sucks. He has to move, all because of this, because that explosion felt pretty destructive from what little reached her through the wings.
Leon, though, waves that off. “At least we all made it through okay.” Though he does look a little unhappy, even then. Just trying to put on a brave face.
Willow leads her off a little to an even less crowded area, still in line of sight but with less chances of being overheard. “So. Slayers,” she begins.
Buffy/Devil May Cry/Resident Evil/Background NCIS Crossover (Hold My Heart)
Chapter Summary: The incident comes to an end, thanks to some help.
Word Count: 560
Rating: Teen
Pairing: Leon/Xander
Warnings: Mild concussion
“I can walk on my own!” Xander’s protesting, and sure, okay, so he might be a little less breakable than either of them, but he’d still risked his life to save her without hesitation, and he’s no Leon but he’s a pretty cool dude all the same.
“Yeah, honey, sure you can.” Leon’s tone is light and casual. He’s clearly trying not to panic in front of his partner. “But humor me? Maybe I just want a handsome gentleman on my arm.”
It takes Redgrave longer than it really should to process that. “Fine, okay.”
She walks up to them. “How are you feeling?”
“He’s got a concussion,” Leon insists, with a bit of an edge, and Xander smiles, lopsided.
“Yeah, but I’ll heal. Better than either of you. Your heads would’ve squished like a raw egg.” He pauses. “I didn’t mean to actually say that. The egg part. That’s nasty. Though, um. Actually, I want an egg. Hard-boiled. Like you. You’d be good in a noir.”
“I’ll make you an egg,” Leon promises gently, and Ashley can’t help but smile.
Sure, she wishes it were her Leon’s got his arm around, that he’s trying to shelter from the prying onlookers, but watching them now they’re so cute it’s obvious they’re in love. Not even Ada has a chance against that, she’s fairly sure, not when Leon S Kennedy’s actually happy. She can mourn her hopeless crush, but it’s great that Leon actually looks happy for once, even if he’s also worried about his boyfriend right now.
“By which I mean to ask, are you okay?” Xander asks, and yeah, he’d done that before, prioritized her over his own well-being, and she’d thought it was for show before, but now, not so much.
“You protected me, don’t worry. I have a lot of questions, but they can wait. I don’t want to bug you while you’re hurt, just wanted to say thanks.” She’s going to walk away, but Xander’s voice stops her.
“You don’t have to wait. Just, uh...maybe you should wait until I sit down,” he insists, and Leon shares a commiserating look with her. Apparently Xander’s just as stubborn as Leon is. Which isn’t too surprising, thinking about it.
“Actually, I can help with those questions, though we obviously don’t know everything yet, and there’s probably some stuff we can’t tell you yet. Willow Rosenberg. I’m with this goofball.” A redhead in a long-sleeve shirt just kind of appears at her elbow, raising an eyebrow as Xander starts to protest. “Just listen to your boyfriend and rest, mister. You’re not invincible.”
Xander’s unhappy noise is incoherent, but he does actually settle down.
“Thanks for coming, Miss Rosenberg,” Leon greets her, which—yeah, okay, not a complete stranger, probably someone she can trust?
“I should’ve been here sooner. Sorry about your apartment,” she responds, and, oh, yeah, that sucks. He has to move, all because of this, because that explosion felt pretty destructive from what little reached her through the wings.
Leon, though, waves that off. “At least we all made it through okay.” Though he does look a little unhappy, even then. Just trying to put on a brave face.
Willow leads her off a little to an even less crowded area, still in line of sight but with less chances of being overheard. “So. Slayers,” she begins.
