Rock N' Roll

Author: Cobra <cobra_7422000[at]>

Rating: R

Summary: Xander gets away after the first season of Buffy, if only for the summer. Where better to go than L.A. To hang with his uncle, a real Rock N' Roll Detective.

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, or setting

READ THIS :There are some sexist comments in this fic. It's due to the Crossover character, and in no way to I believe, or agree with the statments. Watch the movie, then tell me it's not the character. Sorry for the rant but.... some people are touchy.

This is a crossover with The Adventures of Ford Fairlane.

Chapter One.

L.A. Bound.

"Have fun over the summer Xander." Buffy said as she, Willow, and Giles stood around the young man.

"Are you kidding, with Uncle Ford? I'm gonna remember this for the rest of my life. Just not sure if this is a good thing." Before anything else could be said an older car slid to a stop with tires skidding.

"Yo Kid, how's it hanging? Little to left or just close to the ground. OH!"

"Hey Ford, I'm good."

"Damn straight." Ford Fairlane answered as he jumped out of his convertible., "Who the honeys?"

"My friend, The bodacious blonde, Buffy. And the fiery red head, Willow."

"You got some good taste Kid. But hey, it's in blood right? Right?"

"Jerk." Buffy muttered

"Oh they love me."

"I doubt that man." Xander said with a smile.

"Don't make me call you kneel kid. I kinda like ya."

"I don't swing that way Ford."

"Oh, damn you've got a mouth on ya kid."

"I don't think I want Xander to go with this guy." Willow muttered with a frown.

"No kiddin, this guys a..

"Dick? Yeah I got one a those. OH!"

"Get in the car Ford." Xander muttered seeing the look on Buffy's face.

"She looks like she wants to kick my ass."

"She does."

"Ah, gotcha, let's get in the car shall we."

"Sure thing." Xander said with a laugh as he tossed his bags into the back seat. He moved over and quickly jumped over the door into the passenger seat., "See you girls when I get back."

"He'll be a whole new man."

"God I hope he's not you." Giles muttered with a smile. Ford kind of reminded him of his younger self. Just less refined.

"And we're outta here!" Ford yelled with his loud sometimes obnoxious voice as he slammed on a gas.


"So, ya never told me why you became a um... how do you say it, Rock N' Roll detective."

"Ya know, I coulda been anything I wanted, Like a fishermen, they get up in the mornin, catch fish, sell fish, smell like fish. Kinda like this girl I knew, Evit, she smelled like fish."

"To much information Ford."

"Well, hell, you asked kid."

"How the hell do you figure that? I asked why you became a Dic, not to hear you talk about ex's."

"Blow me."

"Your not my type, I prefer blondes."

"What? like those pussy Backstreet Boys. Yeah, they seem right up your alley. Your back alley."

"Whatever Bob."

"Hey! That's my sayin, you never use my sayins. Got me?"

"No one's got you. Or has in awhile from what Jazz told me."

"Your pissin me off kid." Ford says in a slightly aggrivated tone as he flew down the road, the wind blowing through both mens hair.

"Little sexual tension there Unc. Never thought I'd see the day when the great Rock N' Roll detective went dry."

"Alright, that's it." Ford slammed on the breaks skidding off the side of the road., "Your ten seconds away from the most embarrassing moment of your life."

"Um, nah, that was when mom caught me masterbating."

"Okay, second most embarrassing moment." Ford said keeping a straight face as he opened his car door and stepped out. Xander sighed with a laugh and did the same.

"You sure you wanna do this Ford, I almost took you last time."

"Hey! I slipped snapper head."

"Sure, on that invisible bannana peel right?"

"Oh that's it kid. You just messed up."

"Bring it on R and R dick."

"Oh, I'm gonna...."

"Your two seconds away from the most embarrassing moment of your life."

"You son of a..." Ford quickly threw a right smiling the entire time as Xander dodged his swing then taped Ford's stomach with a light slap.

"Gettin a little soft there Unc."

"Get in the damn car, I've got a case waitin."

"Yeah yeah, I knew there was a reason you wanted me to stay this summer."

"What? Maybe I'm lonely."

"Then go back to Jazz. You just want me to help ya out. Thing is I don't work for free anymore."

"You greedy bastard. Fine, ten percent."




"Hey, we're dealin here. Your supposed to go lower when I go higher. Thirty percent."


"You son of a bitch. Forty."


"Fine. Fifty, not a cent more."

"Deal." Xander said a smile on his face.

"Greedy ass family. Always wantin somethin."

"Let's remembered who called who." Xander said with a smile as he got in the classic Ford., "Why did you call me anyway."

"I'm in a business that's young at heart, and young in body, as much as I hate to admit it the crowd isn't wowed by me anymore. Bastards. Anyway, for this case I need someone young, cool, hip. You'll just have to do."

"Gee, thanks."

"First things first, we need to get you some clothes."

"What's wrong with my clothes?" Xander asked confused as he looked down at his shirt. Ford snorted before answering.

"Nothin, if your a color blind blonde groupie."

"I'm not even gonna comment on that. You look like a eighties reject. I think I'll let Jazz choose the clothes."

"..." Ford mouthed a few obscenities as he shook his head and moved his mouth as silently.

"And away we go." Xander said a smile on his face.