Prodigal Son, Returns
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Angel the Series › Slash - Male/Male › Angel(us)/Spike(William)
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Adult ++
Chapters:
4
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7,592
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1
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Currently Reading:
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Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Spike reluctantly followed his sire up the stairs. His blond head was down and feet dragging. What had he had gotten himself into! Now he had to submit and obey his soul poisoned sire. But anything was better than SunnyHell and Harris’s constant teasing. Then of course Chase wasn’t going to be much better. She had always seemed like a real Bitch when he had last seen her.
“Spike” Angel voice interrupted his thoughts.
“Yes, Sire.” Spike responded not caring to look up.
“I’ll set up a cot at the end of my bed, you’ll be chained their till I can trust you.”
“Sire, I have a chip in my head. I can’t hurt your precious humans. Why do I have to stay in your room? I don’t want to be chained up.”
Angel stopped and turned around to look at Spike.
“Ok, then you stay with me on my bed. Either way you’re not leaving my room. So which will it be?”
“You, I’d rather sleep with you than be chained up like a… like a puppy.”
“Fine…and Spike.”
“Yes, Sire”
“Stop questioning me.” Angel said as he turned back around and started walking again. DAMN! How was he going to keep this up? He hated acting like Angelus, but Spike was being Spike, questioning his every word. Well, some things never change. He didn’t want to break him, not like Angelus had wanted too. No, he wanted his Will, his precious Will, even with his entire attitude.
Angel guided Spike the rest of the way in silence. He didn’t know what to say to calm his nervous Childe. He wasn’t Angelus, so he refused to abuse Spike, like Angelus had in the past. But he wasn’t sure how he was going to control his youngest childe’s erratic and unpredictable behavior. Spike could be a real pain in the ass, when he wanted to be.
He led Spike into the bedroom. “The bathroom is over there, how about you clean up, while I find some clothes for you to wear.”
Spike just nodded, walked into the bathroom and shut the door. He slowly stripped down; taking off his boots, then his socks, his shirt and his pants. No underwear of course. He turned on the water and let it heat up before stepping in.
As he stood under the hot spray of the shower he couldn’t shut down the fear and sadness. After washing he slowly slide down and sat in the tub letting the spray hit him. He was so lost in thought he didn’t feel the water cool or the door open.
Angel stepped into the bathroom. Spike had been in the shower for over forty-five minuets. He pulled back the shower curtain. His childe was sitting with the water still hitting him. Angel turned off the water and grabbed a towel. He knelt and pulled his distraught childe into his arms. Spike came to just as he was being lifted out of the tub. He didn’t struggle with his sire, he was too drained. Angel walked out of the bathroom and sat down on the bed setting Spike in his lap. He then slowly dried Spike off, and then laid him back on the bed. Spike watched his sire strip down from his spot on the bed. He wanted to get up and leave, but he didn’t have the strength to move. Angelus was never so kind or gently, it made him ashamed of the tears running down his face. He knew Angel could see them and that’s why he wanted to run. Spike was a master vampire, once, now he was nothing more than a wounded fledge. Not even able to defend himself against stupid, weak humans and crying made it even more degrading.
“Spike…”
“…”
“SPIKE!” Angel yelled as he pulled Spike into his arms.
“Wha…?” Spike said startled
“We’re going to work this out. You can fight demons, right?”
“Yeah, So?”
“Then we will work through this and I’m going to deal with these Inisutive people, that and I’m going to have a talk with the Scoobies. K”
Spike nodded and finally dozed off in his sire’s arms. Angel watched his childe sleep. Spike was distraught. He didn’t know quite how to help him. He did know that the Initiative would pay for what they did to his childe and his Sunnydale friends had a lot of explaining to do. He didn’t like the fact that he had not been contacted his childe, or as they thought his grandchilde, had shown up at their door. Especially Giles, he should have contacted him as a watcher he was responsible. Buffy he could understand, she could be a moody, self-centered, Bitch sometimes. Xander would never have called, but he liked the boy, he had spirit and Willow was sweet, but they both would have done as Buffy told them. His poor childe looked so sick, he really needed to call them or see them in person, but there was no reason for them to interrupt his night. Right now, Spike’s health and comfort were more important. Angel laid his childe down, he turned off the lamp and pulled Spike close.
******
Dawn paced back and forth at the bus depot. Spike was gone. He had just left! No Good Bye, Just gone. She heard the boarding for her bus and ran to catch it. She got to her bus and gave the man her ticket and went to find a seat. Finding two seats toward the back, she sat down in the one by the window and put her bag in the other. Finally the bus pulled out of the depot and she let her mind drift. Spike was her friend. She knew Buffy was going to be pissed when she found out the note, but she cared for Spike. For some reason she didn’t trust this Angel guy like everyone else did. She would see what he was like first.
Little did Dawn realize that as the bus pulled out of the depot, Xander was pulling of his apartment complex with his newly fixed car and was also on his way to find Spike. Damn, stupid Captain Peroxide! Why’d he have to disappear and make everyone worry? Well Buffy wasn’t worried, but everyone else is especially Dawn. If for anyone, he’d bring Spike back for her.
*******
Dawn and Xander meet each other outside the door to the Hyperion Hotel. Xander had just parked his car and Dawn had taken a cab from the bus depot.
“Dawn, what are you doing here?” Xander exclaimed surprised to see her.
“I came to check on Spike. What did you expect? Me too, just sit there and do nothing. I…I don’t care what Buffy or those stupid army boys think, Spike’s…” Dawn was so upset she just broke down, her tears streaked her face.
“It’s ok Dawn. He’s with Angel, his grandsire. He’ll make sure Spike’s ok.”
“Promise.” She sniffed
“Promise.” Xander replied hugging Dawn, just a figure started to come up the stairs toward them.
“Find a new girlfriend, Harris?” Cordy asked sarcastically.
“Cordy?” Xander said as he and Dawn turned to see Cordelia Chase, covered in slime and caring a battle axe.
TBC
Spike reluctantly followed his sire up the stairs. His blond head was down and feet dragging. What had he had gotten himself into! Now he had to submit and obey his soul poisoned sire. But anything was better than SunnyHell and Harris’s constant teasing. Then of course Chase wasn’t going to be much better. She had always seemed like a real Bitch when he had last seen her.
“Spike” Angel voice interrupted his thoughts.
“Yes, Sire.” Spike responded not caring to look up.
“I’ll set up a cot at the end of my bed, you’ll be chained their till I can trust you.”
“Sire, I have a chip in my head. I can’t hurt your precious humans. Why do I have to stay in your room? I don’t want to be chained up.”
Angel stopped and turned around to look at Spike.
“Ok, then you stay with me on my bed. Either way you’re not leaving my room. So which will it be?”
“You, I’d rather sleep with you than be chained up like a… like a puppy.”
“Fine…and Spike.”
“Yes, Sire”
“Stop questioning me.” Angel said as he turned back around and started walking again. DAMN! How was he going to keep this up? He hated acting like Angelus, but Spike was being Spike, questioning his every word. Well, some things never change. He didn’t want to break him, not like Angelus had wanted too. No, he wanted his Will, his precious Will, even with his entire attitude.
Angel guided Spike the rest of the way in silence. He didn’t know what to say to calm his nervous Childe. He wasn’t Angelus, so he refused to abuse Spike, like Angelus had in the past. But he wasn’t sure how he was going to control his youngest childe’s erratic and unpredictable behavior. Spike could be a real pain in the ass, when he wanted to be.
He led Spike into the bedroom. “The bathroom is over there, how about you clean up, while I find some clothes for you to wear.”
Spike just nodded, walked into the bathroom and shut the door. He slowly stripped down; taking off his boots, then his socks, his shirt and his pants. No underwear of course. He turned on the water and let it heat up before stepping in.
As he stood under the hot spray of the shower he couldn’t shut down the fear and sadness. After washing he slowly slide down and sat in the tub letting the spray hit him. He was so lost in thought he didn’t feel the water cool or the door open.
Angel stepped into the bathroom. Spike had been in the shower for over forty-five minuets. He pulled back the shower curtain. His childe was sitting with the water still hitting him. Angel turned off the water and grabbed a towel. He knelt and pulled his distraught childe into his arms. Spike came to just as he was being lifted out of the tub. He didn’t struggle with his sire, he was too drained. Angel walked out of the bathroom and sat down on the bed setting Spike in his lap. He then slowly dried Spike off, and then laid him back on the bed. Spike watched his sire strip down from his spot on the bed. He wanted to get up and leave, but he didn’t have the strength to move. Angelus was never so kind or gently, it made him ashamed of the tears running down his face. He knew Angel could see them and that’s why he wanted to run. Spike was a master vampire, once, now he was nothing more than a wounded fledge. Not even able to defend himself against stupid, weak humans and crying made it even more degrading.
“Spike…”
“…”
“SPIKE!” Angel yelled as he pulled Spike into his arms.
“Wha…?” Spike said startled
“We’re going to work this out. You can fight demons, right?”
“Yeah, So?”
“Then we will work through this and I’m going to deal with these Inisutive people, that and I’m going to have a talk with the Scoobies. K”
Spike nodded and finally dozed off in his sire’s arms. Angel watched his childe sleep. Spike was distraught. He didn’t know quite how to help him. He did know that the Initiative would pay for what they did to his childe and his Sunnydale friends had a lot of explaining to do. He didn’t like the fact that he had not been contacted his childe, or as they thought his grandchilde, had shown up at their door. Especially Giles, he should have contacted him as a watcher he was responsible. Buffy he could understand, she could be a moody, self-centered, Bitch sometimes. Xander would never have called, but he liked the boy, he had spirit and Willow was sweet, but they both would have done as Buffy told them. His poor childe looked so sick, he really needed to call them or see them in person, but there was no reason for them to interrupt his night. Right now, Spike’s health and comfort were more important. Angel laid his childe down, he turned off the lamp and pulled Spike close.
******
Dawn paced back and forth at the bus depot. Spike was gone. He had just left! No Good Bye, Just gone. She heard the boarding for her bus and ran to catch it. She got to her bus and gave the man her ticket and went to find a seat. Finding two seats toward the back, she sat down in the one by the window and put her bag in the other. Finally the bus pulled out of the depot and she let her mind drift. Spike was her friend. She knew Buffy was going to be pissed when she found out the note, but she cared for Spike. For some reason she didn’t trust this Angel guy like everyone else did. She would see what he was like first.
Little did Dawn realize that as the bus pulled out of the depot, Xander was pulling of his apartment complex with his newly fixed car and was also on his way to find Spike. Damn, stupid Captain Peroxide! Why’d he have to disappear and make everyone worry? Well Buffy wasn’t worried, but everyone else is especially Dawn. If for anyone, he’d bring Spike back for her.
*******
Dawn and Xander meet each other outside the door to the Hyperion Hotel. Xander had just parked his car and Dawn had taken a cab from the bus depot.
“Dawn, what are you doing here?” Xander exclaimed surprised to see her.
“I came to check on Spike. What did you expect? Me too, just sit there and do nothing. I…I don’t care what Buffy or those stupid army boys think, Spike’s…” Dawn was so upset she just broke down, her tears streaked her face.
“It’s ok Dawn. He’s with Angel, his grandsire. He’ll make sure Spike’s ok.”
“Promise.” She sniffed
“Promise.” Xander replied hugging Dawn, just a figure started to come up the stairs toward them.
“Find a new girlfriend, Harris?” Cordy asked sarcastically.
“Cordy?” Xander said as he and Dawn turned to see Cordelia Chase, covered in slime and caring a battle axe.
TBC