Saving the boy
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
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5,498
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27
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Why?
Rating: R
Pairing: Spike/Xander.
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Why?
Spike watched as the tall man left the house. The vampire went to the side door and carefully entered the kitchen.
“Bloody hell.” Spike ran to Xander’s side. “Xander! Whelp wake up!” The peroxide blond frantically pulled the boy to him. He could smell the blood. Xander was loosing too much of it from the gash in his head.
“Spike?” The boy questioned weakly.
“Yeah mate ‘s me.”
“Something is wrong…”
“That’s right pet.” Spike choked out the words.
“Jake…”
“Is never going to touch you again.” Xander hadn’t expected a growl that vicious.
“Spike?”
“Yeah pet?”
“Help me.” Spike stared at the dying boy in his arms.
“I cant do that.”
“You have to.”
“Xander…You don’t know what you’re asking.”
“I don’t want….I don’t want to die.”
“If I helped you, you wouldn’t turn.”
“Then…what’s the problem?”
“You haven’t lost enough blood to be turned. If I fed you mine now you would be saved but…I’d own you.”
“Spike?”
“Yeah Xan?”
“…You always have.” Spike snarled as he ripped his wrist open and forced it into his charges mouth.
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The vampire finished painting the last window in the house black before going back into Xander’s room.
“Feeling any better luv?” The blond sat on the bed and stomped his cigarette out in the ashtray next to the bed.
“Just tired.” Xander said lighting one of Spikes cigarettes.
“‘Ey!” The vampire took the offending stick from the younger’s mouth. “Nasty habit, that.” He shifted awkwardly. “We should probably talk whelp.”
“Yeah we could start with why after 3 years my soulful undead vampire of an ex-roomie saved me from certain death.”
“’S a long story.”
“I’ve got the time. I’m not dead but I’m sure as hell not going to be up and about anytime soon.”
“What the hell were thinking pet?” Spike whispered almost too low for Xander to here him.
“What?”
“I felt it. I felt all of it. Jesus Xander I felt you.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“That’s what we need to bloody well talk about!”
“Spike I’m getting all kinds of annoyed here.”
“Fine mate, do you remember when peaches handed you over to me in the school hallway that night?” Xander nodded.
“When a sire gives a human to a childe some kind of mystic mojo happens. If the childe doesn’t kill the human a connection forms.”
“I’m following so far.” Spike sighed and rubbed his forehead.
“The connection gets stronger if the human accepts the vamp into their life.”
“And… I did that, be it unwillingly, it did happen.”
“Right. Well what sets it in bloody stone is you feeding on me.”
“So that spiel about you owning me…”
“I do. Laws of the otherworldly and all that.”
“What happens now?”
“I do something I should have done from that night?”
“Care to share?”
“I take care of you.”
“I’m gonna go with whoa. And then Why?”
“Xander if you weren’t supposed to be mine I would have killed you that night but I didn’t. If I would have done my job you wouldn’t be…”
“That wasn’t…”
“It was! Xander you were mine and I let that…I’ll kill him. That’ll bring a smile to my face and color to my cheeks.”
“Well probably not the color part.”
“I was serious pet. When he…when he started I could feel the pain but I figured you’d gone batty and were slaying on your own. Then it started to get worst and a few days ago it hit me. Blithering idiot that I am.” Spike lit his 6th cigarette since the conversation had started.
“And here you are.” Spike began pacing the room.
“Were you out of your bleedin’ skull pet?” Xander’s head snapped towards the vampire. “You could have called or…come home. I could have taken care of this for you. I could have… something. I could have done something Xander!”
“I didn’t want help Spike! I wanted to take care of it on my own.”
“Well a fine job you were doing.”
“You lived with my folks, you know spending time mopping up the floor with your own blood is the Harris way of doing things.”
“Bullocks! I’ve never seen someone fight so hard to not be like their folks.”
“It doesn’t matter Spike. None of it matters now.” Xander shifted so that his head lay in Spike’s lap. The Englishman took in an unneeded breath. He laid a shaky hand on the boy’s head.
“It does matter pet. That’s the thing. It has always mattered.”
“I don’t want to do this anymore Spike. I don’t want to worry if I’m going to get my head smashed through a wall.”
“You wont have to luv. You are truly mine now. Now that is what really matters. Anything for you Xan. It’s always been for you.” Xander reached his hand out and traced the cold fingers before him.
“Why didn’t you kill me that night Spike?”
“What? Besides getting a stake through the heart? I knew. On some level we know who we are supposed to be with. We are the damned but the one comfort that hasn’t been taken away is that our soul, wherever it is, still has a mate. I knew that you were mine.”
“What are you going to do to Jake?”
“Bloody well kill the bastard.”
“Spike…”
“Don’t.”
“I don’t think you need to…”
“I do luv.”
“But your all full of soul-y goodness now.”
“I’m still demon pet and the demon needs blood, As well as the man. Does he know? About Vamps and the like?”
“No… I never told him. I wanted to get way from demons and Hellmouth’s. Turns out that demons don’t have to be scaly or undead. We’ve got them right here in America’s backyard.”
“How’d you find him?”
“I was a foreman at this site. He was one of my head guys. We’ve been together for over two years.” Spike growled.
“Put the fangs away. It was always you Spike.” Xander looked at the clock. “I need to get some sleep.”
“When will he be home?” Spike offered cautiously.
“Not for a few hours, but before 7:00. He’ll come home to get ready for work.”
“You sleep. Today it ends.” Spike laid down on the bed and pulled Xander to him. “Is this ok with you pet.”
“M-Hmm.” Spike watched as Xander drifted off into the first good sleep that Spike knew he’d had in months.
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Spike heard the truck long before it entered the driveway. He carefully moved Xander and entered the kitchen. The Vampire poured a cup of coffee and seated himself on the counter. Jake walked into the house, throwing his hat on the table.
“Alex! Why aren’t you out of be… Who the hell are you?”
“’G morning mate. Nice truck you got there.” Spike smiled and sipped the liquid from his mug.
“If you don’t answer me you’re in for a world of hurt.”
“You seem to be pretty fond of that, hitting people that is, I think we should try that out.”
“You wanna go?”
Xander hobbled into the kitchen. “No one’s going. We’re not going to go.” He looked from Spike to Jake.
“Alex, someone better start answering my questions.”
“I’ll start.” Spike grinned again. “I’m Spike, and he’s mine.” The vampire ruffled the hair on Xander’s head. Jakes swing came faster than either of them could see. Spike grabbed the taller man’s wrist an inch before Xander’s face.
“Bad move.” The boy whispered backing up.
“Bloody bad move mate.” Jake was thrown backwards into the wall. “You like beatin’ on people you bleedin’ pansy? How about a bloke that’ll hit back?” Spikes punch sent Jake into the livingroom.
“Spike don’t do this! Let’s just go!” Xander tried to calm the situation.
“I’ll kill you before you walk out of that door Alex!” Spike was surprised to see Xander’s fist collide with the cowboys face. He then looked to Spike.
“Or you could just keep doing whatever it is that you’re doing.” Xander shrugged and stepped out of the way.
“Get up!” Spike growled. “You want to beat on something that’s mine? Try me bitch.” Jake tried to block himself from the assault of superhuman kicks and punches.
“Alex help me!”
“Funny thing Jake, I’m not feeling compelled to do that.” Xander’s kick landed in the man stomach. It was too much for the human. Spike caught him with one arm.
“Take it easy luv.” Spike looked down at Jake who was on the verge of unconsciousness. He lifted his head by his hair.
“Listen to me. I’m taking the boy. If I was left to my own devises you’d be dead but he’s a pure soul. I can promise you that if you come looking for him you wont be so lucky.” The vampire slammed Jakes head to the floor. “Xander get your stuff. We’re going home.”
Pairing: Spike/Xander.
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Why?
Spike watched as the tall man left the house. The vampire went to the side door and carefully entered the kitchen.
“Bloody hell.” Spike ran to Xander’s side. “Xander! Whelp wake up!” The peroxide blond frantically pulled the boy to him. He could smell the blood. Xander was loosing too much of it from the gash in his head.
“Spike?” The boy questioned weakly.
“Yeah mate ‘s me.”
“Something is wrong…”
“That’s right pet.” Spike choked out the words.
“Jake…”
“Is never going to touch you again.” Xander hadn’t expected a growl that vicious.
“Spike?”
“Yeah pet?”
“Help me.” Spike stared at the dying boy in his arms.
“I cant do that.”
“You have to.”
“Xander…You don’t know what you’re asking.”
“I don’t want….I don’t want to die.”
“If I helped you, you wouldn’t turn.”
“Then…what’s the problem?”
“You haven’t lost enough blood to be turned. If I fed you mine now you would be saved but…I’d own you.”
“Spike?”
“Yeah Xan?”
“…You always have.” Spike snarled as he ripped his wrist open and forced it into his charges mouth.
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The vampire finished painting the last window in the house black before going back into Xander’s room.
“Feeling any better luv?” The blond sat on the bed and stomped his cigarette out in the ashtray next to the bed.
“Just tired.” Xander said lighting one of Spikes cigarettes.
“‘Ey!” The vampire took the offending stick from the younger’s mouth. “Nasty habit, that.” He shifted awkwardly. “We should probably talk whelp.”
“Yeah we could start with why after 3 years my soulful undead vampire of an ex-roomie saved me from certain death.”
“’S a long story.”
“I’ve got the time. I’m not dead but I’m sure as hell not going to be up and about anytime soon.”
“What the hell were thinking pet?” Spike whispered almost too low for Xander to here him.
“What?”
“I felt it. I felt all of it. Jesus Xander I felt you.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
“That’s what we need to bloody well talk about!”
“Spike I’m getting all kinds of annoyed here.”
“Fine mate, do you remember when peaches handed you over to me in the school hallway that night?” Xander nodded.
“When a sire gives a human to a childe some kind of mystic mojo happens. If the childe doesn’t kill the human a connection forms.”
“I’m following so far.” Spike sighed and rubbed his forehead.
“The connection gets stronger if the human accepts the vamp into their life.”
“And… I did that, be it unwillingly, it did happen.”
“Right. Well what sets it in bloody stone is you feeding on me.”
“So that spiel about you owning me…”
“I do. Laws of the otherworldly and all that.”
“What happens now?”
“I do something I should have done from that night?”
“Care to share?”
“I take care of you.”
“I’m gonna go with whoa. And then Why?”
“Xander if you weren’t supposed to be mine I would have killed you that night but I didn’t. If I would have done my job you wouldn’t be…”
“That wasn’t…”
“It was! Xander you were mine and I let that…I’ll kill him. That’ll bring a smile to my face and color to my cheeks.”
“Well probably not the color part.”
“I was serious pet. When he…when he started I could feel the pain but I figured you’d gone batty and were slaying on your own. Then it started to get worst and a few days ago it hit me. Blithering idiot that I am.” Spike lit his 6th cigarette since the conversation had started.
“And here you are.” Spike began pacing the room.
“Were you out of your bleedin’ skull pet?” Xander’s head snapped towards the vampire. “You could have called or…come home. I could have taken care of this for you. I could have… something. I could have done something Xander!”
“I didn’t want help Spike! I wanted to take care of it on my own.”
“Well a fine job you were doing.”
“You lived with my folks, you know spending time mopping up the floor with your own blood is the Harris way of doing things.”
“Bullocks! I’ve never seen someone fight so hard to not be like their folks.”
“It doesn’t matter Spike. None of it matters now.” Xander shifted so that his head lay in Spike’s lap. The Englishman took in an unneeded breath. He laid a shaky hand on the boy’s head.
“It does matter pet. That’s the thing. It has always mattered.”
“I don’t want to do this anymore Spike. I don’t want to worry if I’m going to get my head smashed through a wall.”
“You wont have to luv. You are truly mine now. Now that is what really matters. Anything for you Xan. It’s always been for you.” Xander reached his hand out and traced the cold fingers before him.
“Why didn’t you kill me that night Spike?”
“What? Besides getting a stake through the heart? I knew. On some level we know who we are supposed to be with. We are the damned but the one comfort that hasn’t been taken away is that our soul, wherever it is, still has a mate. I knew that you were mine.”
“What are you going to do to Jake?”
“Bloody well kill the bastard.”
“Spike…”
“Don’t.”
“I don’t think you need to…”
“I do luv.”
“But your all full of soul-y goodness now.”
“I’m still demon pet and the demon needs blood, As well as the man. Does he know? About Vamps and the like?”
“No… I never told him. I wanted to get way from demons and Hellmouth’s. Turns out that demons don’t have to be scaly or undead. We’ve got them right here in America’s backyard.”
“How’d you find him?”
“I was a foreman at this site. He was one of my head guys. We’ve been together for over two years.” Spike growled.
“Put the fangs away. It was always you Spike.” Xander looked at the clock. “I need to get some sleep.”
“When will he be home?” Spike offered cautiously.
“Not for a few hours, but before 7:00. He’ll come home to get ready for work.”
“You sleep. Today it ends.” Spike laid down on the bed and pulled Xander to him. “Is this ok with you pet.”
“M-Hmm.” Spike watched as Xander drifted off into the first good sleep that Spike knew he’d had in months.
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Spike heard the truck long before it entered the driveway. He carefully moved Xander and entered the kitchen. The Vampire poured a cup of coffee and seated himself on the counter. Jake walked into the house, throwing his hat on the table.
“Alex! Why aren’t you out of be… Who the hell are you?”
“’G morning mate. Nice truck you got there.” Spike smiled and sipped the liquid from his mug.
“If you don’t answer me you’re in for a world of hurt.”
“You seem to be pretty fond of that, hitting people that is, I think we should try that out.”
“You wanna go?”
Xander hobbled into the kitchen. “No one’s going. We’re not going to go.” He looked from Spike to Jake.
“Alex, someone better start answering my questions.”
“I’ll start.” Spike grinned again. “I’m Spike, and he’s mine.” The vampire ruffled the hair on Xander’s head. Jakes swing came faster than either of them could see. Spike grabbed the taller man’s wrist an inch before Xander’s face.
“Bad move.” The boy whispered backing up.
“Bloody bad move mate.” Jake was thrown backwards into the wall. “You like beatin’ on people you bleedin’ pansy? How about a bloke that’ll hit back?” Spikes punch sent Jake into the livingroom.
“Spike don’t do this! Let’s just go!” Xander tried to calm the situation.
“I’ll kill you before you walk out of that door Alex!” Spike was surprised to see Xander’s fist collide with the cowboys face. He then looked to Spike.
“Or you could just keep doing whatever it is that you’re doing.” Xander shrugged and stepped out of the way.
“Get up!” Spike growled. “You want to beat on something that’s mine? Try me bitch.” Jake tried to block himself from the assault of superhuman kicks and punches.
“Alex help me!”
“Funny thing Jake, I’m not feeling compelled to do that.” Xander’s kick landed in the man stomach. It was too much for the human. Spike caught him with one arm.
“Take it easy luv.” Spike looked down at Jake who was on the verge of unconsciousness. He lifted his head by his hair.
“Listen to me. I’m taking the boy. If I was left to my own devises you’d be dead but he’s a pure soul. I can promise you that if you come looking for him you wont be so lucky.” The vampire slammed Jakes head to the floor. “Xander get your stuff. We’re going home.”