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    Deja vu and the Clones

    "The name's Har — Hey! You called me Harry."

    Xena looked up at him, then stood up. "I guess I did."

    "So this means things worked out okay?"

    "I suppose they did, as far as I can tell." Xena gave him a slightly wistful smile, then said, "I, uh, I want to apologize for calling you Joxer like I was. I was just trying to get your goat."

    "Yeah, I figured that."

    "But there's something you should know — even though I made it sound like an insult, it really wasn't."

    "It wasn't?"

    "No. Even as I was being mean about it, I remembered how much Joxer — you, cared about Gabrielle and me. And that even though you screwed up sometimes, you were always there, trying to help."

    Harry was at a loss for words. This was totally unexpected.

    "But if I do happen to slip up and call you Joxer, don't take the wrong way. We both know Joxer proved himself to be a true friend."

    "Well, sure," he started to say, his bravado coming back.

    Then Xena slapped him, just a bit too hard, but with a smile. "But don't let it go to your head."

    Just then Annie, Mattie and Gabrielle, hearing voices, came into the living room.

    "She called me Harry!" he exclaimed.

    "That's good," Annie replied. "It means we've been successful, don't you think, Xena?"

    "I do. I don't feel that anger waiting to explode, but there still is this — blackness deep inside of me. I can feel it. And I don't want it there."

    "But you need it," Mattie said. When she saw Xena's confused look, she continued. "Maybe you don't quite remember all the details, but after Caesar had us crucified and we died, we became as angels, and thanks to Eli, we eventually were returned to our bodies. But you lost that dark part of you, and your memory. You were totally lost."

    "Some of that sounds familiar."

    "There were two Chakrams, the one you had, and a dark Chakram. Both Ares and Kal, some other war god, wanted it. But only you could touch the dark one without being killed. You used the dark Chakram to kill Kal, then you joined the two of them together to make the one we have now. Your memory came back, and with it, that necessary bit of darkness that gave you your edge."

    "So, you're saying the darkness inside me is good thing?"

    "That's exactly right," said the intrusive voice of Ares, who had again appeared unnoticed.

    "What do you want now?" Annie asked.

    "I'm just here for Xena to make good on her promise to give me an heir, and for us to have a VERY good time in the process!"

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