Heavenly Hordes

Heavenly Hordes part 4/?
Author- Val (Purpledodah)
Fandom - Buffy/ATS
Pairing- S/X, A/W
Rating- NC17
Disclaimer- I Don’t own them, their just visiting for a while, I’ll send em home later.
Summery- Xan and Spike have been together for years, since Angel gave Xan to Spike. On a visit to LA to help out Angel on a case, Xan goes missing, when a ransom note arrives, Spike runs off to the rescue.
Feedback- Yes please, good or bad let me know what you really think. Purpledodah@hotmail.com
Beta’d by the fabulous LeSang, thanks honey. All mistakes n goofs are my own.
Thanks to Sablerose for entertaining my muse and checking I stay on track and sort of make sense.



Xander awoke and stretched, well as far as he could with Wesley half on top of him.
Wes woke when Xander moved. He blushed and extracted himself from Xander's personal space. ‘Good Lord, I am so sorry, I thought,..’
Xander laughed and interrupted the babble, ‘Hey it’s cool Wes, Angel left you sleeping but you’re a bit like a limpet and refused to let go until he rolled you over’.
Wes’s jaw dropped. ‘He, I.. erm where did Angel go?’
Xander giggled again. ‘With Spike, they wanted some alone time’.
Wes felt a surge of jealousy. ‘Ah yes of course they need to bond, or is it reclaim? Hmm yes they would need privacy for that.’ Wes was alarmed when Xander howled laughing.
‘Oh Wes, you think I’m gonna let Angel do the claiming ritual with Spike without me being there? That’s a hell no, or Spikie boy can find himself another consort. He’s MINE’. Xander growled out the last bit, but smirked at the look on Wes’ face.
‘You do not object to the claim? Just want to witness it’. Wes struggled to get his head round the situation while still not fully awake.
‘It’s a demon thing Wes, you did the research. Sometimes, it’s like erm… you just feel things differently to the normal human way. Before all this, I knew Angel was family, but since having his blood I feel Angel is family. I have this ache, kinda like a puppy in the pound hoping someone will pick it and take it home. I NEED Angel to pick me, take me home. I won’t die or anything if he doesn’t, it’ll hurt, but if he took Spike from me, Fuck Wes, then I’d die’.
Understanding reared its head in Wesley’s mind; he had been looking at it as a human. He would have to make allowances. ‘So if you all have this need to bond, why are they not doing it now?’
‘Well you were asleep, and Wes, we would not just sneak off and do it without you knowing. It’s a big thing, ya know? Besides, the kids wanted to go sunbathe’.
‘Sunbathe?’ the penny dropped. ‘I would have thought you would want to see Spike in daylight’. He knew he would have loved to of seen Angels face as he stepped into the daylight.
Xander shook his head, ‘I think it’s a private thing Wes, we’ve always been able to walk in the sun, we take it for granted. I said I’d wait for you to wake up and follow them down. I think it’s one of those need to be a vamp things. Plus it would be a bit emotional for them, got to let them think we don’t know their both big softies.’ Xander grinned, he’d of loved to of held Spikes hand and walked in the sun, but then Spike would have been distracted by Xander's presence, it was more important Spike got the full impact of the moment.

Wes knew Spike was a softie when it came to Xander, but only recently had Angel revealed his softer side. Wes blushed as Xan climbed out of bed naked. Xander raised his brow. ‘Get use to it Wes, your going to see a hell of a lot more when all the bonding and claiming happens’. Xan tossed Wes a pair of leans off the top of his bag, and pulled on his own.
Wes pulled on the jeans, his mind in turmoil. They expected him to watch?

Instead of heading straight outside, Xander went to the kitchen. Wes saw what he was doing and helped. Soon they had a vamp friendly picnic ready to take outside.

Angel and Spike had started by just standing in the sun, both choked up with emotion. That had passed eventually and they had sat side by side on the small patch of grass in the hotel garden.
Then the giggling had begun. It was a rather monumental moment when they realised despite over the years each of them had been in the sun once or twice; they never had been in daylight together.
‘Never sunbathed as a human’ Spike mused.
‘Lay round drunk in the sun, fully clothed mind’ Angel remembered.
Spike smirked they both laughed and stripped.
Wes and Xander found them later laying side by side, naked, fingers linked.

Spike opened his eyes as a shadow fell across him. ‘Oi, ya blockin’ me sun’. Xander giggled, placing the picnic things on the ground he pounced on Spike. ‘That has got to be the most un-Spikie thing you’ve ever said to me’. He soon had a sun warmed vamp wrapped around him. ‘Mmmmm hot vampire, I like it’.

Wes had stood open mouthed, Angel, daylight. Naked Angel, daylight. Naked Angel and naked Spike in the sun. He realized Angel was smiling up at him. He returned the smile shyly, knelt down as he placed his things on the ground and crawled over to Angel.
Angel pulled Wes close. ‘I am blocking your sun’ Wes teased.
‘You can block my sun anytime Wes’. Angel kissed Wes, as his hands began to remove Wesley’s clothes. Wes tried to stop him.
‘I don’t sunbathe nude’ he protested.
‘You do now, it’s a family thing. Some families go bowling; we are going to sunbathe nude’. Angel won, Wesley’s clothes got flung to one side, on top of Xander’s. Angel wrapped himself around Wesley, and commenced kissing his watcher.

‘I burn easily’ Wes protested when he eventually came up for air from the kiss of his life.
‘We’ll get lotion for next time.’ Angel stated, but he rolled them to the shade as Xander spread out a blanket and placed all the goodies on it. Food and blood was passed around, all four talking. Laughing as Spike regaled them with tales of Victorians wearing more to bathe in the sea than Wesley wore to work. How the London smog blocked the sunlight. Wes suggested Spike should write a book, a humorous glimpse into Victorian life. ‘Wasn’t that bleedin’ funny livin’ it Wes’. Nevertheless, he laughed, it was funny looking back.

Wes and Angel watched as Xander and Spike kissed, chatted and fed each other. Both unconcerned about being watched. Wes and Angel were still a little awkward with each other.
In the end Angel asked ‘How do you both do that?’
‘Do what?’ Xander asked while feeding Spike a spoonful of ice cream.
‘Act all comfortable with each other’ Angel grumbled.
Spike and Xan burst out laughing. ‘S’not acting ya ponce, we are comfortable.’ He kissed Xander. ‘See, I luv ‘im, he luvs me, simple’.
‘Perhaps it is the consort bond that enables them to be so close’ Wes whispered to Angel.
Spike heard him. ‘Tha’s bollocks Wes, nothing demony ta do with it. Ya just have ta’ Spike sighed, ‘well maybe it’ll be difficult fuh you two, both being so uptight like. Ya have to just relax, feel the other persons love for ya. And practicin’s good, so good’ he whispered the last bit as he received a kiss from Xander.
Both Wes and Angel wanted to protest the uptight remark, but as they watched Xander and Spike, they glanced at each other, and nodded. Yes, they were both nervous and uptight around each other.
‘Practice?’ Wes smiled at Angel.
‘Yeah, let’s practice’. By the time the afternoon had slipped by, the sun descending, lots of practicing had taken place. Angel had touched and kissed Wes all over, receiving the same in return. They forgot who and where they where. Spike and Xander ignored them anyway, did some practicing of their own.


When Angel noticed Wes had goose bumps from the temperature change and not his touch he called time. ‘Come on, lets carry on inside. Time we fed Xander again, I can hear the rumbling starting’.

‘Foods not the only thing I’m hungry for’ Xander whispered In Spikes ear. Spike groaned, as much as he had loved being in the sun, he wanted Xander alone in a bed.
‘Eat first pet, gonna need ya strength’. Xander giggled as he pulled on his jeans.

They soon had things picked up and carried them into the kitchen. Michael was there, sat at the table while another much smaller female angel stirred a pot on the stove.
‘Hi guys, this is Mildred, she’s your new cook’. Mildred waved a wooden spoon at them and smiled. Xander thought she vaguely resembled his Grandma, right down to the flowery print apron.

Spike scratched his head, ‘We got a cook?’
‘Yes, you do, amongst other things. I have brought you the plans for the building. The hotel will remain the same on the outside, except it will be fixed up, not a crumbling wreck. On the inside, it will be refurbished and the doorway to the Horde will be fitted’.
He spread the plans on the table. They all looked. Angel grumbled a bit, but could not say much in his own defence, he had let the hotel fall apart.
Xander ran a critical eye over the plans. ‘This is all going to take months to complete’.
Michael shook his head. ‘Nah, it will be finished by the time you have had dinner’.
Angel spluttered, ‘You just went ahead without my permission?’
‘You gave your permission when you accepted the deal. Angel, do you honestly think we would let our people live and work in a rat hole?’ Michael rolled up the plans.
Angel was speechless. Torn between being furious and excited to see what had been done.
Spike chuckled, ‘Man of action, like that. Ignore the pouf; he’d a let the roof collapse before doing anything’.
‘Actually, a portion of the roof has collapsed’ Wes squeezed Angels hand as he snitched on him.
‘Been a bit preoccupied, looking after my sick Childe. Couldn’t have workmen in, they would of set his chip off’. Angel almost sulked, then realised he was being teased.
‘Ahh yes, about your Childe.’ Michael grinned at Spike. ‘You need to do the bonding ritual as soon as possible. It will make you all stronger’.
Angel agreed, but did not want Wesley to feel left out. ‘What about claiming Wesley as my Consort?’ He wrapped his arms round Wesley
Michael shrugged. ‘Up to you guys, still, sooner the better.’ He took pity on Angels lost look. ‘It could go either way. If you claim Wesley first, will he cope with you bonding Xander and Spike so soon? If on the other hand you claim him after the bonding, he will be coming into a family unit already set up’. What Michael said made sense to all of them. But Wes and Angel had to decide what to do.

Mildred bustled about, putting food on plates. They sat around the table. By the appreciative noises, it became apparent Mildred was a ‘Bloody good cook’ as Spike put it.
Wes was rather quiet, deep in thought. He would hate to cause a fuss, feeling jealous once claimed as consort. He decided Xander might have an answer to his dilemma.
‘Xander, would you be jealous if Spike had claimed someone right after you became his consort?’
Xander thought. ‘Not if I was there. But I would probably want to be a part of it’.
Wes thought some more. ‘So if you were me, you would want to be Angels consort, and bond with you and Spike?’
Xander nodded. ‘Yeah, only way to not be jealous is to be part of it. Then you will feel what we feel. Angel and Spike belong together. Sire and Childe. I understand that now, and would not come between them, but as Spikes consort I want to be part of it. Just because Spike rebonds with Angel doesn’t mean he loves me less. It will make Spike stronger. What makes Spike stronger in turn makes me stronger, and vice versa.’
‘So Angel claiming you will make Spike stronger?’
‘I think so Wes, ask the experts’ he looked at Angel and Spike.
‘You got it covered pet, cept the part were Wesley is going to make the three of us stronger. If it was me though, I’d claim Wes first, make it special like.’
‘And people say you two are stupid’. Angel smiled at Xander and Spike.
‘All an act mate, old Rupes gives ya more slack if he thinks ya thick’. Spike snickered but was pleased Angel had noticed his boy had a brain.

Michael slid a pad of paper in front of Angel. ‘Write down what you need, it will be in you room for tonight’.
Angel instead of writing, stood up, and pulled Wes’ chair away from the table and knelt on one knee in front of him. ‘Wes, would you do me the honour of becoming my Consort.’
Wesley smiled not having to think too hard, his mind already made up. ‘It would be an honour to be your Consort. Yes Angel, the answer is yes’
Angel swooped in and kissed Wesley as Spike and Xander made cat calls and whistled.
Mildred reappeared with champagne, which Michael poured into tall stemmed glasses.

After sipping his champagne, Angel made his list. Tonight Wesley would be his.
Spike motioned for the pad, he needed a few things of his own. He wanted tonight to be special for Xander as well. Michael read the list, muttered ‘Vampires’ and held the list up, it disappeared with a pop. ‘Sorted’ he told them.
‘Already, just like that?’ Xander giggled, he thought Michael was cool.
Michael winked at him. ‘Neither asked for anything we had not already supplied’.

Mildred placed a huge chocolate cake in front of Xander. ‘Whoahhhh, Milli baby, have I mentioned I love you?’
Mildred giggled, ‘You have now, no need though, I’ll feed you anyway. Got a list of all the things you all like’. She ruffled Xander’s hair then cut him some cake.
Spike watched his boy, thinking ‘Bout time someone spoilt him, help make up for all the shit the kid had gone through. He was so caught up watching Xander, he missed Mildred pour blood on a slice of cake for him. He was gob smacked. ‘Fer me pet?’ he asked her.
‘Well I sure as hell am not going to eat it William’ Xander giggled at Mildred’s response.
‘Mildred likes to take care of people’ Michael smiled as he took a slice of cake.
‘Some folks just need lookin’ after’ Mildred was unflustered as she served the cake giving Wes a large slice. Angel got more blood. ‘And you four need more lookin’ after than most, did you see the state of that freezer?’ Mildred shuddered. Once again Angel hung his head with embarrassment. Much to the others amusement, she ruffled Angels hair, ‘Sweetie you’re a vampire, I don’t expect you to keep house well’.
Xander had to stop Spike choking on his cake.
‘Just how many more delightful beings work here now?’ Angel asked a smirking Michael.
Michael laughed out loud. ‘Oh boy are you in for a treat. Go claim your’ Consort and worry about that later’. He disappeared, taking his plate of cake with him.
‘Ya know, that sounds like a brilliant plan’ Spike grabbed Xander with one hand and his plate of cake with the other. ‘See you guys later’. He led Xander away, stealing cake and kisses as they made their way up to their now clean room.

Angel looked at Wes, ‘Shall we my love?’
‘I believe we shall’ Wes allowed himself to be swept up and carried like a bride to Angels rooms.