The Silent Urge Series

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Chapter 28 - Sire's call


~ Xander ~
Spike is on the telephone with his sire again. I wonder what he has to discuss with his sire. Still in the dark as to who his sire is, but I guess it's Angel. It has to be Angel. Or better Angelus. Does the soul make a difference in the whole sire/childe deal? I mean.. if it's like heritage, you can't deny blood. *snort* The last time I saw them both in one room they hated each other. What happened to change that? What is the deal with a sire anyway? I know, the creator of a vampire is his sire but what does that mean exactly?


~ Spike ~
"Sire?" What the bloody hell is so important that you have to call right now?!

"Will, I forget to tell you something. You have to block your feelings when you feed him. It's too much emotion for a human, they don’t take it well." Oh. Bit late for that.

"Well, that explains why he passed out on me."

"You already fed him?" Erm..

"He was very… insistent." Making the puppy eyes and all.

"How much did he take?"

"Not much, nearly a cup full." Or so.

"And he passed out?"

"Well, yeah, right after he…" Shit.

((laughter))

"Sire?"

"Well, that's a good one. Xander-I-hate-vampires-Harris fucking with you, drinking from you…"

"We weren't exactly fucking…" And why the hell did I mention that?

((louder laughing))

"He just came from drinking you?"

"Yes, and I remember a time when you tended to…"

"Hell, he must be so embarrassed! Coming in his pants like a teenage boy during his first tongue kiss!" That's Angel for you. Never dwell on the past. And of course he was just embarrassed! Had nothing to do with me. Should have thought about that!

"Thought that was the reason why he reacted so strange." Smooth, really.

"What did he do?"

"He ran away and hid in his bed."

((silence))

then: "His bed?"

((silence))

"Will, … what exactly are you two?"

((silence))

"I'm not sure? I don't know… friends?"

"Will. What is going on there? What… what is he doing to you?"

"Nothing." Too fast.

"What nothing?"

"Sire…" You don't understand, it's complicated. He is all innocent and unsure and just needs time to come around, accept this – us.

"I don't want you to be hurt. Not anymore. Talk to me."

"I'm okay."

"Don't lie to me, boy." Fuck off.

"I'm not lying. It's just that every time I think we make a step forward, something happens and we're at square one again. And…" Fuck.

"And what? What is the something that happens?"

"It's not important." He just breaks the rules.

"Will."

"He bit me again." Bloody fucking hell.

((growl))

"He *bit* you *again*???"

"It's nothing. First, it was because the craving got too much, he was confused. He lost control. Second, 'cos he didn't want me to answer the phone. It's just with the chip… I can't defend myself and when he bites me he breaks rules and it…" Wussy much?

"I'm not so sure 'bout the chip. Could be he already changed enough for it to not recognize him as human anymore."

"He'll freak."

"For sure."

"Fuck."

"He is still human until you turn him. Your blood just pushes his metabolism above the normal limits and allows him to have some advantages over the average human. It changes the scent, the consistency of flesh, bone, blood, slows the heart rate, heightens his senses…"

"You know an awful lot about the ..technical side of it."

"Got my hands on some of the Initiative files. Willow forwarded them to Oz who sent them to me. In the files, they… there is a lot of data about the tests they performed with vampires and humans. They tried to use vampire blood and claimings to their advantage, to strengthen the soldiers but the results were too different from each other and the effects they wanted to develop took too much time."

"What effects and how long?"

"Well, healing abilities and higher senses only needed days, sometimes a couple of weeks, but the chips of the 'hostiles' not recognizing the soldiers treated with the blood cure as human, outweighed the positive effects. Quite a few of the 'volunteers' were killed by their claimants."

"Serves them right, those bastards." Revenge is sweet. "So, you say I could give him a spanking if he bites me again?"

"Most likely. But I really hope you get the talk over with and set the rules straight."

"Thanks Sire, you are really working on my chip problem, aren't you?"

"I told you, promised you, I would."

"Thank you, Sire."

"You're welcome, Will."

((silence))

"And Will… kiss him already. You'll know if you're on the same page if you do."

"I know. It's what scares me."

"I miss you."

((silence))

"I mean it, I miss you. You can always come back to me."

"I know Sire, but I… can't. I have my own life now. I am a master in my own right."

"Yes, and I am proud of you." Oh.

"Bye, Sire."

"Bye, my boy."


I disconnect with difficulty. Bloody poof, gets me all emotional when he gets emotional. I need a shower. I have to think.


~ Xander ~
Spike is showering. I wish I had the courage to go to him. Naked vampire – whoa, nice picture. All soapy and wet and slick. I wonder if I'm just attracted to him because of the blood. I was never gay, never thought about a man that way. Okay, Angel caught my eye once or twice but… Maybe it's the vampire thing – the dark mysterious aura they have. Just that Spike has no dark mysterious aura.


~ Spike ~
While the hot water runs soothingly down my body, I think about how to deal with the whelp. He has to understand that I am the boss here. I can't let him do as he pleases. This is my world, my club. I make the bloody rules and he has to follow. I can't let this slip by like nothing happened. Stomping out of the room, angry, like I was in the first place and now to go back and pretend nothing happened. No. I'm not gonna lose the little respect he has of me.


~ Xander ~
The shower stops and Spike goes to his room for clothes, I guess. He comes to me, throws another bag, like the one yesterday, at me. I figure he is still pissed off about me biting him again.
"Get ready, your shift starts soon." He barks. I just nod and do as he says.
After showering myself, I dress in the clothes from the bag. Tight dark blue jeans, a white spandex shirt with short sleeves. No button up this time.
I don't argue. In the kitchen area a big sandwich is waiting for me. I gulp it, and a glass of milk, down quickly. I look at my watch. I have to go to the bar now or I'll be late.. but Spike is nowhere to be seen.


~ Spike ~
From my position I can watch him without him being aware of it. He looks pretty beaten down. I wonder if I am too hard on him. But I told him, he is, under no circumstances, – him being my mate aside – allowed to bloody bite me. I have to go through with this now. I have to reclaim some respect. I am not his pet-vamp. I am a Master Vampire in my own right, just like I told my sire.


~ Xander ~
"Spike?" I whisper, hoping he is somewhere around.
"What?" He asks, sharply and I jump, jerk my head up and see him sitting on one of the beams, looking down at me with a cold smirk.
"I have to go now. Work and all. You know how it is, said yourself, shift starts." I babble nervously.
"Then go."
"You’re not coming with me?"


~ Spike ~
Oh, damn him! He looks as if he's about to start to cry. I will not cave in. I will not give in just because the boy can't hold his liquids. I chuckle evilly.
"I'm not your bloody babysitter." I say and I can practically see the piercing pain those few words do to him. I win, but the victory is distasteful and unpleasant..


~ Xander ~
I nod, not able to speak around the big lump in my throat. I'm pathetic, I'm nearly in tears because he won't walk me to work.
With slumped shoulders, I make my way to the door. I turn around to look at Spike, to find out if he’s maybe changed his mind, but he isn't even looking in my direction.
I have to swallow back a sob and close the door from the outside.

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Oooops- looks like I forgot to post this Chapter... sorry.

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