Wishes

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Suede
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Xander stood in the bedroom staring at the door. After a few minutes he brought an absent finger to his lips. “He almost kissed me”


Giles arrived back at Sunnydale high just after the final bell. By the time he reached the library he had prepared himself to give the children the news. He wasn’t really sure how they would take it. He wasn’t really sure what he thought of it himself.

However when he arrived at the library he was greeted by only two of the three expectant faces he expected to see, there was no sign of Xander.
“Good afternoon girls. Where is Xander?”
“He skipped today” Buffy shrugged her shoulders “I think it’s because we had this crazy lesson first up and…” Buffy trailed off as Giles removed his glasses and began polishing them “Ok what’s up?”
Giles sighed. “I did hope to tell all three of you at once but I suppose it can’t be helped”
“Well why don’t we go to the espresso pump and I can call Xander and he can meet us there” Willow smile faded “unless it is of the utmost urgency the worlds about to end type stuff and then shoot”
Giles smiled in spite of himself. “No Willow, I think that sounds like a marvelous idea. Why don’t you call him now?”
Willow flushed with pride and went to dial the number she knew off by heart.
Giles turned to Buffy as she gathered her things “So what was so awful about this morning hmm?
Buffy turned on her best hurt face “What was awful! Well it started out with Ms Peters rearranging the seats and then she…”
They both turned sharply as Willow dropped the phone.
“Wils?”
Willow turned scared eyes towards Buffy and Giles felt his heart rate increase at the tension in her body. “Xander never made it home”

“I am still your Sire Spike. You say the boy is fine, then let him go. If Buffy notices him missing then we are all in for trouble!”
“Well aren’t I lucky your slayer is slow on the uptake”
Angel snarled and slipped into game face. “Don’t talk about her like that Childe!”
Spike responded with a low growl his own gameface rippling into place “This is my court how dare you speak to me like I’m some bloody fledge” Cruz stepped forward obviously lending his support to his master.
“Release him and we’ll go”
“He isn’t a prisoner here Poof”
“Then give him to me!”
“Why Should I? You gave him to me”
Angel struggled to keep both his temper and Angelus in check. But it was incredibly hard to fight the urge to smack Spike over the head when both his demon and his soul were in total agreement on that point.

Instead he sighed slipped out of game face and tried again to make his wayward grandchilde see sense.

Buffy slammed her fists into the counter. “Oh god, Faith! What if Xander went to her after all!” Willow looked up from where she had crumpled onto the floor. “No. he promised”
“Girls”
“Yeah but its Xan, he might have gone any ways if he really thought he could help”
“Girls!”
“Oh god he would have! I’m gonna go down there and kick her scrawny ass” Willow surged to her feet and Buffy nodded at her and shouldered a crossbow.
”GIRLS!”
Willow and Buffy froze and looked over at Giles in disbelief.
He coughed “Now that I have your attention. Angel captured Faith last evening and a retrieval team from the council are flying her to England as we speak” “So it is unlikely she was involved. We can’t afford to waste time we need to think of who else could have him, while there is still a good chance of finding him alive” he looked at their solemn and expectant faces “Lets go to Angel’s home. If he doesn’t know what happened to Xander then…” he sighed and removed his glasses once again.
Willow reached over and lifted a stake from Buffy’s pile on the table. “Then we kick the ass of every demon in Sunnydale till I find one that does”

Xander looked to the open door as Angels voice roared breaking into the silence, he couldn’t make out the words but years of living with his parents had taught him that tone meant nothing but trouble. Cruz’s words finally hit home. Angel was here, demanding to see him and from the sounds of it he was pissed. His feet began moving him towards the door, to Spike, before he had really decided whether or not it was a good idea to get in the middle of their domestic, after all there was over a hundred years of baggage being thrown at each other down there.

He approached the heavy door slowly the argument still raging on inside. He slipped inside and shut it as quietly as he could but his courage failed in the face of their anger and he moved no further than the door. They didn’t seem to have noticed him. All too focused on growling at each other.
Angel was shaking with anger gamefaced and snarling “Childe what possible reason could you have to want to keep the boy?!”
Xander was so caught up his observation of Angel that he missed Spike’s reply. But he definitely caught Angel’s reaction to it. Or more specifically he caught the shards of glass from the vase that Angel threw against the wall by the door. All three vampires froze as they looked over at Xander before Spike howled and dashed to his side fingers probing the deep cut on right his brow, sending Cruz for supplies and lowering Xander to the floor.
“Xander, I’m so sorry” Angel stepped closer trying to see the damage and noticed the worst cut seemed to be on his brow but a large piece seemed to be embedded in his right shoulder and a few lesser points on his arms, most of the damage on his right side “I..”
Spike snarled as he approached and continued to carefully tend to the various cuts.
Angel dropped back a few steps and sat heavily at the large table. Cruz returned with the small first aid kit they had found when they moving into the building.
“Is that all mate?” Spike swore. “Not bloody enough is it!”
“Spike, at my place I have a fully stocked kit. It should have all you need.”
Spike flashed glaring yellow eyes at him “Of you go then, and don’t you bloody well dare stop to brood on the way”
“I can’t leave him with you Spike” Angel shook his head sadly
Spike growled and grit out. “Boy’s hurt. I think you’ll find you can”
Angel growled and prepared to stand “Childe I told you...”
“Master I will go” Spike looked over at Cruz and nodded
“Off you go mate; bring everything that you think might help”
As Cruz left for the sewers to travel to Angels house his sensitive hearing caught Spike whispering to Xander “They’re not gonna hurt you again pet. I’m going to keep you safe” Cruz looked over his shoulder in surprise just as Spike dipped his head down to rest his forehead on Xander’s sweat and blood smeared one “I promise”

Xander felt sick, he felt cold except for where warm streams of blood soaked into ruined clothing. Then Spike was supporting him, removing the glass shards and soothing the fire in the wounds. He looked up at Spike as he felt Spikes low growl spread through his chest from where they were resting against each other. He shivered and the growl softened. Spike cuddled him closer and looked down into his eyes. Whispering promises before resting against him. He closed his eyes for a second but opened them again in shock as he felt cool wetness on his skin as Spike’s swept the blood from where it was running into his eye. He felt a surge of arousal ‘spike’ through him as he realized Spike had licked the wound clean and seeing a smear of his own blood on Spikes lip made Xander stare. Feeling rather than thinking Xander wiggled in Spike lap.

Spike stilled as Xander began to move. At first worried that he had hurt him but the sweet smell from his boy informed him it was quite the opposite and felt an answering swell of arousal. He leaned down to sweep his tongue across the head wound again brushing his nose against Xander’s as he pulled away. Xander’s eyes were hazy but hadn’t moved from his face, though now they seemed to be focused on his mouth instead of his eyes. Spike shifted a little to make himself more comfortable careful not to jostle Xander with his movement and began to purr.

Angel had observed the exchange with growing disbelief, now he gave in to the feeling and thumped his head down on the table.
“You have got to be kidding me”

Cruz grabbed the kit from the bathroom placing it by the door as he gave the apartment a cursory glance for anything else that might be useful. In the bedroom he pulled a few clothes from the wardrobe to replace Xander’s ruined ones. He smirked at the hair care products in the bathroom and pulled a face at the contents of the fridge and kitchen cupboards. He had just turned to leave when he heard footsteps approaching and the warning pinpricks of power that told him a slayer was near. A quick consideration of his options had him replace the kit and begin searching through the kitchen cupboards noisily as he waited to meet his fist slayer.

Buffy rushed through the door expecting to see Angel but instead there was another man fishing through his cupboards. Dark brown leather jacket and dark chocolate hair tied at the nape of his neck with a leather strip.
“What the hell do you think you are doing?”
He looked up over his shoulder in full game face.
Vampire?
Buffy stepped closer to Willow and Giles and drew the stake from the waist band of her jeans.

Cruz turned slowly carefully to face them keeping his hands visible at all times “I search for Angel’s first aid kit” He stood and dusted himself down “My master is in need of it and Angel would not leave Alexander to fetch it himself”
He looked at three disbelieving faces. They stood perfectly still and said nothing; Willow looked confused, Giles mildly intrigued and Buffy highly suspicious as she tightened her grip on the stake. As the silence continued Cruz tried again.
“Can you tell me where it is?”
Buffy looked at Giles and the two began a silent conversation of looks and gestures to consider the truth of what he said and planning their next move. Willow beat them to it.
“Alexander?” Willow was looking at the young vampire hopefully she stepped a little closer. “My Xander?”
He nodded. “Angel and Alexander are with my master; Alexander has been in our care for the last night and day.”
Willow smiled happily. “So he’s with Angel.” She looked at Buffy “He’s ok!”
Cruz looked at her expectantly “Though they are mostly superficial, the kit is needed to treat Alexander’s injuries”
Willows happy smile faded away and she hurried over to grab the kit from its place in the bathroom and by the time she emerged her resolve face was firmly in place. “Well let’s go”

Spike relaxed as he felt Cruz enter the room the familiar presence helping to calm his need to rip his poof of a sire a new one for this little stunt and his desire to take Xander back to his rooms for some ‘intensive care’. His head shoot up when he felt the Slayer approaching and as Buffy and the remaining slayerettes trailed into the room behind Cruz

Spike fixed Cruz with an exasperated look. “When I said to bring back anything that you thought might help they REALLY weren’t what I meant!!”

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Suede
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