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BtVS AU/AR › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
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4,892
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3
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Laughter
TITLE: Laughter
SERIES: Keeping Secrets
AUTHOR: libco
PAIRING: Xander/Spike/Anya
RATING: NC-17 Eventually
SUMMARY: A patrol party gets crashed
WARNINGS/SPOILERS: None
DISCLAIMER: Nothing belongs to me; it is all Joss and his minions.
DISTRIBUTION: Just ask, I’d be thrilled
NOTES: AU season six, Buffy did not die, Spike saved her. However I will use parts of season six as I see fit and may screw around with the time line. ‘Cuz I’m evil.
FEEDBACK: Please
THANKS: Betas Dinah, Kris, Nikita, Tania, and Tehaunu.
Laughter
It was laughter that started it all. It was laughter that startled Buffy out of her reverie. They had been fruitlessly researching the latest monster of the week and she had started to zone out when the sound of Anya’s laughter rang out. Buffy turned her head and saw a grinning Spike in his black leather jacket and black tee and jeans ensemble leaning over the counter to Anya whispering something into her ear with a grin.
“Jeez,” she muttered, “he looks like a 50’s hoodlum chatting up the counter girl at the soda shop.”
Xander looked up and grinned at her analogy, “Well, they were both alive during the 50’s.”
“They’re probably exchanging disembowelment tips,” she said shaking her head.
Xander only smiled fondly.
Now that she thought about it, Buffy hadn’t heard Anya laugh genuinely and unselfconsciously in a long time. She hadn’t seen Xander smile so warmly either. And she was pretty sure she hadn’t seen Spike smile so non-evilly at anyone other than Dawn. Everyone had seemed kind of down since the end of the battle with Glory. It had taken a lot of their usual verve. “Well I am tired of reading, anyone want to go patrol?”
Seven heads popped up at once and seven voices rang out simultaneously with an “I do.”
Buffy grinned, “patrol party?”
“Better than a research party,” replied Xander.
“Hey!” Giles, Willow, and Dawn exclaimed.
“Don’t get offended. Besides, you all wanted to patrol too,” said Buffy.
“One’s neck does tend to become stiff after a while; some physical exertion would be welcome,” said Giles.
“What he said,” smiled Dawn.
“Okay, we should probably split up. Spike, you go with Xander and Anya, Willow you come with me and Dawn.”
“I’ll go with Xander and Anya too,” said Tara.
“Honey,” Willow whined.
“No, your girl’s right, you two witchiepoos should be separated just in case we need some mojo,” said Spike.
“Giles?”
“I suppose I’ll accompany you, Buffy. I haven’t seen you fight with anything other than Spike for a while, I should critique your technique.”
“Eh, I’m standing right here.”
“Stop it you two. Cell phones on vibrate?”
“Check.”
“Let’s go.”
Later in Sunnydale’s main cemetery, Buffy and Giles had staked a couple of vampires each and were deciding to fetch the other crew and call it a night when they heard a scream from the other side of the cemetery. “Spike!”
“That was Anya,” said Giles.
They all started running in the direction of the noise. Buffy got there just in time to see Spike pick up Xander and run. “Anya! What happened? Where is Spike going with Xander?”
“He’s taking him to Sunnydale General,” sobbed Anya. “Oh God, there’s so much blood…”
“We figured it would be fastest,” babbled Tara. “I mean I can’t teleport yet and Anya can’t do it anymore and Oh God Buffy it was awful.”
“I have to go to him now!”
“Anya calm down and let Tara tell us what happened,” ordered Giles.
“I won’t calm down, I have to go now, you can stay here and figure it out all you want. I need to see if Xander’s okay. You didn’t see…”
“It’s okay Giles, I’ll take her to the hospital. You get everyone home and start figuring out what got him and if there’s anything special we need to know. I’ll call as soon as we know something.”
During the ride to the hospital, Buffy wished she were the comforting type. Out the corner of her eye she watched Anya quietly sobbing in the passenger’s seat. “Anya? Do you feel okay enough to tell me what happened?”
Anya sniffled and wiped away some tears with the back of her hand. “Stupid Xander. Spike was fine, but he had to jump in. Damn it! Doesn’t he know how fragile humans are?”
“Okay, Spike was fighting a…what?”
“An Ahnkorak demon.”
“Uh, huh. And…?”
“Tara was chanting some kind of stasis spell to disable it and stupid Xander jumped in with a broadsword to quote ‘back Spike up’. Stupid, stupid, stupid!” Her voice rose to a shriek, “can’t you drive any faster?”
“Calm down, we’re almost there. I think it was very brave.”
“Of course it was brave, that’s what’s so stupid. He’s only a human and I’d die if I lost him.”
“Don’t worry, he’ll be okay.”
“You can’t know that.”
“No I can’t.”
“You’re not very good at this.”
“No I’m not.” ‘Good,’ Buffy thought, ‘Blunt Anya is back, that means she’s calming down.’ “Look, we’re here.”
Anya jumped out of the car and ran inside before Buffy had a chance to come to a complete stop. “I guess I’ll meet you inside” Buffy said to the air where Anya had been. Despite her seeming calm, Buffy was worried about Xander, so she found a parking space and jogged the apparent mile to the hospital.
By the time she had found the information desk, got Xander’s room number, and walked down the hall, she could hear Anya and Spike whispering in a heated debate.
“Anyanka, I told you, he’s going to be fine.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes” he hissed.
“But if he wasn’t you’d do it right?”
“But he’s going to be fine, so I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Spike, if it ever came down to it, promise me you’d do it.”
“This is not a discussion I want to have right now, besides it is not my decision to make, nor yours.”
“Spike, I can’t lose him. We can’t lose him.”
“He wouldn’t be the same.”
“We can fix that.”
“Anya, we will talk about this later. All of us. For now, be content with the fact that he’s going to be okay.”
“I’m not letting this go.”
“Letting go of what?” Buffy interjected.
“Nothing, Slayer, Demon Girl here is worrying needlessly. The Doughboy is going to be fine. He’s lost some blood is all.”
“Are you sure?”
“Trust me on this one Slayer. Vampire, remember? I do have some experience in this field.”
“Touché.”
“Would you two stop flirting? We have a sick man here.”
Buffy and Spike turned and stared at Anya. She looked miserable and bloody. Buffy’s irritation melted away. “Spike will you takea hoa home and let her get cleaned up and get some rest? Willow’s on the way, I’ll hold down the fort until then and check up on the research. If he wakes up before you both return Willow will call, okay?”
Anya looked longingly at Xander’s still form and nodded her assent. Spike grasped her elbow and steered her out the door. Buffy once again wondered about their relationship. He seemed to be the only one besides Xander that really got along with Anya.
SERIES: Keeping Secrets
AUTHOR: libco
PAIRING: Xander/Spike/Anya
RATING: NC-17 Eventually
SUMMARY: A patrol party gets crashed
WARNINGS/SPOILERS: None
DISCLAIMER: Nothing belongs to me; it is all Joss and his minions.
DISTRIBUTION: Just ask, I’d be thrilled
NOTES: AU season six, Buffy did not die, Spike saved her. However I will use parts of season six as I see fit and may screw around with the time line. ‘Cuz I’m evil.
FEEDBACK: Please
THANKS: Betas Dinah, Kris, Nikita, Tania, and Tehaunu.
Laughter
It was laughter that started it all. It was laughter that startled Buffy out of her reverie. They had been fruitlessly researching the latest monster of the week and she had started to zone out when the sound of Anya’s laughter rang out. Buffy turned her head and saw a grinning Spike in his black leather jacket and black tee and jeans ensemble leaning over the counter to Anya whispering something into her ear with a grin.
“Jeez,” she muttered, “he looks like a 50’s hoodlum chatting up the counter girl at the soda shop.”
Xander looked up and grinned at her analogy, “Well, they were both alive during the 50’s.”
“They’re probably exchanging disembowelment tips,” she said shaking her head.
Xander only smiled fondly.
Now that she thought about it, Buffy hadn’t heard Anya laugh genuinely and unselfconsciously in a long time. She hadn’t seen Xander smile so warmly either. And she was pretty sure she hadn’t seen Spike smile so non-evilly at anyone other than Dawn. Everyone had seemed kind of down since the end of the battle with Glory. It had taken a lot of their usual verve. “Well I am tired of reading, anyone want to go patrol?”
Seven heads popped up at once and seven voices rang out simultaneously with an “I do.”
Buffy grinned, “patrol party?”
“Better than a research party,” replied Xander.
“Hey!” Giles, Willow, and Dawn exclaimed.
“Don’t get offended. Besides, you all wanted to patrol too,” said Buffy.
“One’s neck does tend to become stiff after a while; some physical exertion would be welcome,” said Giles.
“What he said,” smiled Dawn.
“Okay, we should probably split up. Spike, you go with Xander and Anya, Willow you come with me and Dawn.”
“I’ll go with Xander and Anya too,” said Tara.
“Honey,” Willow whined.
“No, your girl’s right, you two witchiepoos should be separated just in case we need some mojo,” said Spike.
“Giles?”
“I suppose I’ll accompany you, Buffy. I haven’t seen you fight with anything other than Spike for a while, I should critique your technique.”
“Eh, I’m standing right here.”
“Stop it you two. Cell phones on vibrate?”
“Check.”
“Let’s go.”
Later in Sunnydale’s main cemetery, Buffy and Giles had staked a couple of vampires each and were deciding to fetch the other crew and call it a night when they heard a scream from the other side of the cemetery. “Spike!”
“That was Anya,” said Giles.
They all started running in the direction of the noise. Buffy got there just in time to see Spike pick up Xander and run. “Anya! What happened? Where is Spike going with Xander?”
“He’s taking him to Sunnydale General,” sobbed Anya. “Oh God, there’s so much blood…”
“We figured it would be fastest,” babbled Tara. “I mean I can’t teleport yet and Anya can’t do it anymore and Oh God Buffy it was awful.”
“I have to go to him now!”
“Anya calm down and let Tara tell us what happened,” ordered Giles.
“I won’t calm down, I have to go now, you can stay here and figure it out all you want. I need to see if Xander’s okay. You didn’t see…”
“It’s okay Giles, I’ll take her to the hospital. You get everyone home and start figuring out what got him and if there’s anything special we need to know. I’ll call as soon as we know something.”
During the ride to the hospital, Buffy wished she were the comforting type. Out the corner of her eye she watched Anya quietly sobbing in the passenger’s seat. “Anya? Do you feel okay enough to tell me what happened?”
Anya sniffled and wiped away some tears with the back of her hand. “Stupid Xander. Spike was fine, but he had to jump in. Damn it! Doesn’t he know how fragile humans are?”
“Okay, Spike was fighting a…what?”
“An Ahnkorak demon.”
“Uh, huh. And…?”
“Tara was chanting some kind of stasis spell to disable it and stupid Xander jumped in with a broadsword to quote ‘back Spike up’. Stupid, stupid, stupid!” Her voice rose to a shriek, “can’t you drive any faster?”
“Calm down, we’re almost there. I think it was very brave.”
“Of course it was brave, that’s what’s so stupid. He’s only a human and I’d die if I lost him.”
“Don’t worry, he’ll be okay.”
“You can’t know that.”
“No I can’t.”
“You’re not very good at this.”
“No I’m not.” ‘Good,’ Buffy thought, ‘Blunt Anya is back, that means she’s calming down.’ “Look, we’re here.”
Anya jumped out of the car and ran inside before Buffy had a chance to come to a complete stop. “I guess I’ll meet you inside” Buffy said to the air where Anya had been. Despite her seeming calm, Buffy was worried about Xander, so she found a parking space and jogged the apparent mile to the hospital.
By the time she had found the information desk, got Xander’s room number, and walked down the hall, she could hear Anya and Spike whispering in a heated debate.
“Anyanka, I told you, he’s going to be fine.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes” he hissed.
“But if he wasn’t you’d do it right?”
“But he’s going to be fine, so I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Spike, if it ever came down to it, promise me you’d do it.”
“This is not a discussion I want to have right now, besides it is not my decision to make, nor yours.”
“Spike, I can’t lose him. We can’t lose him.”
“He wouldn’t be the same.”
“We can fix that.”
“Anya, we will talk about this later. All of us. For now, be content with the fact that he’s going to be okay.”
“I’m not letting this go.”
“Letting go of what?” Buffy interjected.
“Nothing, Slayer, Demon Girl here is worrying needlessly. The Doughboy is going to be fine. He’s lost some blood is all.”
“Are you sure?”
“Trust me on this one Slayer. Vampire, remember? I do have some experience in this field.”
“Touché.”
“Would you two stop flirting? We have a sick man here.”
Buffy and Spike turned and stared at Anya. She looked miserable and bloody. Buffy’s irritation melted away. “Spike will you takea hoa home and let her get cleaned up and get some rest? Willow’s on the way, I’ll hold down the fort until then and check up on the research. If he wakes up before you both return Willow will call, okay?”
Anya looked longingly at Xander’s still form and nodded her assent. Spike grasped her elbow and steered her out the door. Buffy once again wondered about their relationship. He seemed to be the only one besides Xander that really got along with Anya.