Oh, BTW Amma means mother in some parts of India just so you know.

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It has been many years and I have been waiting those many years to stop Sza'john and in the child Conner I have seen this happen. This little child is full of innocence and power. There will be no other like him. He is the key to many glorious things. But he must be hidden away from his fate for as long as he can. Sza'john has made it all possible. Taking the child away from his father. Ha Ha. Oh how I do love when a plan back fires. And yes the prophecy. The prophecy will come true ...it must.

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A woman with dark black hair steps out of the shadows. Her eyes as red as blood with cat slits and a very slim ruby red dress covering her she moves toward a baby boy with curly light brown hair laying in a heap of clothes. The baby, who was crying just a second before, stopped making all noise completely.

"Yes my little one. I have come for you. I will take you away from all this. I will save you." She lifts the baby from where it lay and held it gently against her. The baby's light skin looked dark next to the white that the woman's skin was. "Yes you are strong little baby and you will be stronger. No one will hurt you."

She turns and walks into a walls and shimmers away with the baby in hand just to appear in a new place. "This is Sunnydale my little dear heart. This is my home. No one here will be stupid enough to kill you here without my permission."

She wandered down the street right to the local hospital and since no one could really see her she walked right to one of the emergency room. At this very time there was a woman crying with bruises on her arms and a small cut on her lip over a baby about the size of Conner.

"I'm sorry my little one. This is where I have to leave you. No one will ever know that you are the one in the prophecy but sadly neither will you. This family is very dark little one but your light is much stronger then their anger and pain. I am sorry I have to do this to you, Brightling, but there is no other way."

The woman touched the head of the weeping lady and the woman stopped weeping and froze. The pale protector placed Conner in the woman's arms and took the other child from her. She then placed a hand on the frozen woman's head and said, "You will protect my little one. You will forget about your dead child and love this one as if he was your own."

The lady of the night then kissed Conner's forehead lightly and a golden glow came over the child. "You are strong, little one. My powers will protect you until the day you will no longer need them. I will come back for you then, Brightling."

She took the body of the dead child with her and left with just as mysteriously as she came.

The nurse came out from behind the counter. "Mrs. Harris. Mrs. Harris."

The frozen woman shook her head and turned back to her child then to the nurse. Then she spoke, "Yes, yes that's me and my son Alexander. Will he be alright?" Tears welled in her eyes.

The nurse gave her a gentle look. "How about we go check with the doctor?"

Mrs. Harris slowly got up and clutched to the child in her arms. Her husband had beaten her because Alex wasn't moving. He thought she had done something to him. She didn't even touch him ever since she fed the baby and put him to bed. All her husband wanted was a son to make him proud. And she tried to give him that. //Please God let him be alright or I don't know what he will do.//

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Angel sat in his room next to Conner's crib thinking. //He took him. He took my son. I trusted him. I took him in when he had nowhere else to go and what does he do? Betray me.//

Angel looked around the room. //I can't stand it here anymore. I can hear Conner, I can hear the gurgling sound that he used to make. I can hear the burps from after I fed him. I am so alone. I need my son back. I need him. I can't live without him anymore. I think I can trust Gunn and Fred, but I need more back up especially if I am going against Holts.

I have to go to Sunnydale. Not even my pride will stand in the way of getting my child back. I need help. I know at least William will back me up. I know he understands what I feel. He was always more human then I will ever be. No matter what I did to him I could always trust in my Childe. He is loyal to a fault, my William is. Maybe it will be good for Conner to have an older brother like him and family that I know won't turn on him. Show him how to be more human after we get him back. And we will get him back. I know Spike. He will kill for his family and now I will help.//

Angel stood up and vowing that he would not return without his son or the blood of Holts stain his body.

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Xander lay in bed happy as he did quite a few times lately. He was cuddling with the person who he loved. No it wasn't Anya. It was Spike. Yes, Spike, the ex-"blood-sucking demon" that he knew and hated. But at the same time there was no one else that he trusted more. Spike told you what was true and he didn't sugar coat it for anyone, well, except Dawn. Xander respected that. Spike was also extremely protective of those he thought were his. On a few occasions that person was Xander. Xander never had anyone help him like that before. He didn't know why the vampire was now in his bed but he wasn't going to question it. He had wanted him ever since Angel tried to present him as bait. Spike stood there all Big Bad and Sexy and there was no way to stop a normal reaction from that. He was only human after all. And slowly that lust tempered to hate and fear then to respect and a weird trust. So he was in love with Buffy. He was sharing his bed with Xander not Buffy.

Xander sighed. He knew he was being used but he didn't care. All he wanted was some time. He was trying to store up as many memories as he could before Buffy took Spike away from him. //I've been used by everyone. Why should it bug me anymore? I can just pretend that just for a little while. Life will be ok.//

The blond shifted in Xander's arms. He now had his head on Xander's chest and was purring like an over sized kitten. That was one of his favorite thing about his vampire lover. He purred.

The blond hadn't left since the night Anya broke up with him. It should have been one of the worst nights of his life but instead it turned out it started this. Xander smiled and remembered.

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At the Magic shop a month and half ago...

"Xander we have to break up," Anya said. She had just taken her fianc�e to the back room to talk.

"What?!?" Xander exclaimed. This was coming out of nowhere. "Why?!? Come on, baby, just tell me why. I can change."

" I...I'm in love with Giles." There was complete silence in the back room.

"You're What?!" Xander finally yelled.

"I'm in love with Giles." Anya said timidly

"I can't believe this. Anya, you have been bugging me day in and out about this wedding and you are dumping me a few weeks before the ceremony? Anya, how could you do that to me?"

"Well would you have liked me to dump you at the alter?"

"You have a point there, Anya. But it's Giles. He's old enough to be my dad and anyway, he is in England right now."

"Um... I wanted to talk to you about that?"

Xander did not like the sound of that. "About what?"

"Giles is coming back." She glanced from Xander to the floor.

"What? When? And most importantly why?"

"Well he called yesterday. I think he was a little drunk. He was talking about how much he missed Sunnydale and I talked to him then it slipped out. I tried to explain and I told him I that I still loved you but I thought we weren't meant for each other and then he told me that he was coming back tomorrow." She ended with a small smile.

"Wait, you told Giles that we broke up before we broke up. He was the first person to know. Anya, I can't believe this."

"But Xander..."

"What, you love me? That's a load of crap. I hafta get out of here. See ya. Actually, hopefully not." Xander walked out of the room and right out of the shop.

//I can't believe she did this to me. She said that she loved me. I can't believe I believed her. She dumped me after 2 years of loving and caring about everything she did. After two years of helping her she dumped for GILES. I can't believe it. Ok, so Giles was cute in the older man kind of way but still ewwww. I can't believe it.//

While Xander was storming around Sunnydale one of the local undead decided that he had found the perfect meal. He snuck up behind Xander only one or two steps behind him at most when Xander turned around stake in hand. "You know what this is so not your lucky day. Not only do I know how to kill vampires I also am pissed off." Xander thrusted the stake hard into the vampire's heart and was surrounded by dust.

//You can't even walk down the street with out being annoyed by those jerks. ARG! I so need a change of scenery. Wait, too expensive. Remember Xander we are poor. Maybe a few drinks will put things in perspective.//

Xander walked to his apartment, went in and grabbed the bottles of J.D. that he stored for shitty occasions like this. //Hey like father like son.// Xander grabbed one of the bottles by the neck and took a large gulp. He wanted to forget everything. He wanted to forget how she talked, how she walked, how she smelled. He wanted to drown it all out in a sea of alcohol. //I hate her. She crushed all my dreams.// He took a large gulp. //She changed me then left me like this. I'm all alone.// He guzzled the bottle then sat back clutching it. //Oh well she's gone. And good riddance. She was never thankful, she was so needy.

She was so beautiful and funny. NO I'm supposed to be mad at her. She is mean and rude and a poopy head.// Xander giggled. //A poopy head.// Xander turned on the TV and found that infomercials were much better with strong alcohol. He was looking at a really cool Foreman Grill when he heard a knocking. He wobbled to the door and opened it.

"Spike?"

"'ello, mate." Spike stood at his door leaning his forehead against the invisible wall between them, bruised and bleeding. "Would ya like to help a bloke out?"

Xander's white knight took over. "Sure, Spike, come in," waving him in drunkenly.

Spike limped into the small apartment and looked around. "Nice place you've got here, pet."

"Thanks." //Ok hurt Spike. Ok what do I need? Band-aids. Yup, need band-aids. Where are the band-aids? // Xander went to his bathroom where he had an emergency kit that hospitals would be envious of. He swayed back to the wounded vampire, who was sitting on the couch, and open the kit next to him.

"Cor, pet what don't you have in there?"

"Don't know." He shrugged. And went looking for band-aids. After many minutes of searching he found them right in front of his face and started giggling.

"Whelp, you ok?"

"Me? I'm ok. Hand me that bottle." He gestured to the half empty bottle of alcohol. Spike looked at him for a second before he gave Xander the bottle. Xander took another swing and went back to the kit.

Spike took the bottle from him. "Bloody hell, this is good stuff. Got any left?"

Xander got confused and looked at the vampire. "What? What stuff?"

"The alcohol, whelp. How much did ya drink?" Spike was a little worried, especially since Xander had sharp objects in his hands.

"Well," Xander rocked back on his heels. "There was that one and the other one and this one. That three." Xander held up 2 fingers at Spike. "Hey Spike. You need to take your shirt off. I can't put the band-aide over your shirt." He giggled. "That would be silly."

Spike backed away from Xander a little. "Its alright pet. I can do it me self. You just run along now."

"But I want to help." Xander whined.

"No, it's ok whelp." Spike took off his shirt with one eye on the drunken boy in front of him. Then he went to grab a roll of gauze but Xander got it first.

"No, I help Spike." Xander unrolled the gauze a little and cut off a piece then picked up some medical tape to put it on with.

"No whelp..." Spike tried to stop the hands that were coming close to him. True most of the time, Xander was the best out of the Scoobies to fix wounds but right now he was drunk and experience had shown Spike drunk people did not fix injuries well at all.

Xander was mad at Spike for keeping on stopping him. "Spike I am going to help." Anger and conviction strong in his voice.

Spike stopped. He never heard that tone in Xander's voice. He didn't like it. It reminded him of the resouled Angelus. He relaxed a little. He had to let Xander "help" him or otherwise he might get in more trouble especial if he couldn't fight back.

"Ok Whelp, go ahead." He leaned back a little to give Xander more space to work.

Xander smiled brightly at the vampire and started his work.

"There. Finished!" smiling. Xander had cleaned every gash and cut on the vampire then sewn up the large ones and put butterflies on the smaller ones. Spike was amazed. It turned out even drunk Xander was very good at fixing wounds.

Xander started to put away his supplies as Spike put his shirt back on.

"Spike." Xander turned to the vampire pouting.

"Yeah, Whelp?" Spike stretched his arms and arched his chest a little.

"Sorry, Spike. I didn't mean to get mad." He started to brush his hand up and down Spike's arm pouting and crooning. "I didn't mean it."

"Its ok, Pet" Spike didn't want Xander to feel guilty about it. He actually owed the kid one.

"No it isn't. I was mean and that's not nice. What kind of good guy am I? How about I kiss it and make it all better." Xander pulled Spike close to him and kissed him for all he was worth and then passed out.

*****
Part 2:

Groan. //Owww. Next time I get drunk I am forgetting about the alcohol.// Xander poked his head out from under his pillow. //The light, it burns!!// He returned to the blissful darkness under his pillow. He then reached out with one hand to his clock. He brought it close to his face and let the numbers come to focus. //4:24 and I am guessing in the afternoon by the burning light. I should have been up hours ago. I wonder why Anya didn't wake me up. Oh right, she broke up with me. Thus the binge drinking. Xander my man, your life is working out perfect. You have no fianc�e, no one to take care of you, but you do have relatives that are going to be mightily pissed about shelling out money for a wedding now that there is no wedding, and to top it all off you have a headache the size of Texas, and let's not forget you don't even remember coming into your room, much less undressing. Well, first things first, let's hope that coffee and some aspirin will take care of the jackhammer in my head.// Xander pushed his pillow away from his head. After he flopped the alarm clock back to where he thought it should be, Xander slowly tried to get up, concerned with the fact that his brain might leak out his ear if he moved too quickly. When he finally sat all the way up, he groaned. His head weighed a ton and holding it up was a slayer like feat. //Never drinking again. So never drinking again.// Xander pushed himself off of the bed with one giant push of his arms. He moaned as he tried to get his legs to hold him upright. After he managed to get stable, he started to inch to the kitchen. //Oh it's too far. I should have it moved. It's inhuman to make someone go that far for coffee.// As he walked past the couch he saw the blonde vampire.

"Hi, Spike." Then he started to walk past the couch when he figured out what he just said. //Did I just say, "Hi, Spike."// He turned back, moved closer to the couch, and stopped only after he hit the back of it. //Bleach blond hair, pale smooth skin, high cheekbones, very tight black t-shirt, ultra tight black pants. Yup, it's Spike.// Xander started staring at the vampire. Spike was pushed back against the cushions with his duster on the floor next to him. //He looks so innocent. So peaceful, but I still have no fucking clue what he is doing sleeping on my couch all bandaged up.// The memories of the night before flooded back into Xander's head. //Oh yeah, Spike got hurt and I bandaged him up then I... Oh My God! I kissed Spike.// Xander backed away from the vampire as if he was scared Spike would jump up and bite him. //How did this happen? I'm usually good at keeping it a secret. He's going to kill me. No, worse, he is going to tell everyone. Why me? Two day ago everything was perfect. This is all Anya's fault. Maybe she cursed me or something. I need to talk to her.// Xander grabbed his keys and dashed out the door. He then dashed back in the door because he forgot his wallet, socks, shoes, pants and shirt. He got dressed as quickly as he could and then again dashed out the door clothed.

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"Anya, open the door." Xander stood at the door of the apartment that was in the back of the magic box. They decided to keep it just in case they need more room for unexpected visitors.

//She had to have done something; she is the only one who knows about Spike.// Xander had had feelings for Spike ever since he moved into the basement with him but he hid it from everyone. It wasn't too hard. They were born and raised in Sunnydale so they only saw what they wanted. It also got a lot easier as the rest of the Scoobies got less and less curious about Xander's life as new nasties popped up in Sunnydale. Anya, on the other hand, was with Xander all the time. It was very hard to keep secrets from her. Xander was actually amazed with how long it took her. But she thought that he was bisexual and that Spike wasn't the main the problem. Yet still she was the only one who knew about him and guys and right now he didn't want to deal with telling the other Scoobies and then explaining how he was lusting after the blonde vampire. So he need to talk to Anya. "Anya come on. I know you are in there just...Hi Anya."

Anya stood there in a short violet robe. "Xander, what are you doing here? Is everything ok?"

"Can I come in? Please." Xander pouted at his ex-fianc�e.

"Ok, fine, but make it quick." Anya stood aside as Xander brushed in.

"Thanks." Xander turned around as Anya shut the door behind him. "Hey, do you open the door like that all the time or... oh my god! What time is Giles suppose to come in?"

"Two hours ago." Said a male voice coming from the bedroom behind him.

Xander turned towards it. He found a fully dressed but very happy Giles looking at him. "Um... Hi G-man. How was your trip? I have to be going now. Talk to you later." Xander started to walk back to the door. He was blushing from head to door. //I just walked into my ex-fianc�e and her new boyfriend? Not weird. Yeah riiiiiiight.//

"It was fine, but please stay. I was actually on my way out. I have some errand I have to run." Giles walked past Xander and kissed Anya on the cheek. She smiled from ear to ear. "I'll be back in an hour or two. That should give you two time to talk. Love you." Giles then opened the door and left.

Xander stared at Anya for a second. "You are really happy aren't you?"

Anya looked at him and looked very confident except for the little fear in her eyes. "Yes, I am."

Xander was quiet for a few second. //Why am I not mad? Why doesn't that eat me up inside? It should. Shouldn't it? If I loved her it should.// "I'm happy for you."

"Really?" Hope lit her face.

"Yeah, come here." Xander opened his arms and Anya walked to him and wrapped her arms around him. The two of them just held each other knowing that they had not lost each other. A few minute later Anya pushed Xander back. "So if we are still friends and you did not come here to yell at me, why are you here?"

Xander looked at the floor and mumbled, "I kissed Spike," as softly as he could.

"What, Xander? I couldn't hear you."

He raised his head until he met her eyes. "I said I kissed Spike." Anya looked at him with shock and slight amusement. "I don't know what to do. It's not funny." A little pissed that she found it amusing.

"No it's not. It's just that I thought you would take longer to bounce back."

"Hello, you're sleeping with Giles."

"No, Xander, I am happy for you. You really like Spike. You even moaned his name while we were having sex once or twice."

Xander's eyes widened in horror. "I what?"

"You moaned his name." Xander moaned and collapsed in to the chair behind him. "No it was more of a happy moan."

"Anya, you didn't tell me?"

"Well first it was one of the best orgasms I ever had and I was also in love with Giles by then so I thought it was only fair for you to like Spike."

Xander buried his head in his hands. "Thanks, Anya. Wait." His head shot back up. "You weren't thinking about Giles when we were..." He started gesturing with his hand. "You know."

"No of course not. It was only you."

//I don't know if that makes me feel better or worse.// "Ok."

"So how did it feel like kissing Spike? Was he better then me?"

//Only Anya would ask that.// "I don't really remember. It's all a blur."

"You don't remember?"

"I was a little drunk." He looked up at Anya. "Ok. So I was a lot drunk. He was hurt and I helped. Then I kissed him."

"Well what did he do?"

Xander started to look at the floor. "I kind of passed out on him." Xander heard a suppressed giggle. "Again not funny. What am I going to do?"

"Well ok then, what did he do this morning after you woke up on him on the couch?" She sat next to him and started to rub his leg.

"Actually, I woke up in bed. I don't know how I got there." Xander looked more then a little confused.

"Well, duh dummy. He put you there." She hit him lightly.

"Really?" Xander smiled at the idea then started to frown. "Why would he do that? He hates me."

"Well maybe he doesn't." Anya smiled. "You could ask him."

Xander rolled his eyes. "That would work. 'Um... Hi Spike. Yeah, I really like you and I was wonder if you want to get together sometime. Ya know, a date. Oh no I'm not possessed. Yeah I'll swear I will never talk to you again. Have a nice day.' And have you totally forgotten about the fact that he is in love with Buffy?" He said slightly exasperated.

Anya looked at him. "Xander do you like Spike?"

"Well duh. Otherwise we wouldn't be having this conversation."

"Ok then why don't you try?"

Xander looked at her for a second. //Is it worth it? What would he do? What could he do? He can't kill you immediately. But then again I don't want to hear about how much of a loser I am. God I haven't even been unengaged for a day yet and I am already mooning over someone else. I don't really want to think about this right now.// "So how are you and Giles?" Xander smiled widely at Anya.

"Xander!" she said a little exasperated.

"Anya, I really don't want to talk about it right now. I need to think for a little while. You know. I need a little breathing time. So how are you and Giles?"

"You really want to know?" She looked at him seriously.

//The surprising thing is I do.// "Yeah. I do."

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Xander talked to Anya for almost 2 hours. He started to leave right as Giles was coming in. He felt a little bit of anger towards the older man but he knew that Anya was happy and hoped that Giles kept her that way. The main reason he stayed for two hours was not to talk to Anya. No, he was not being noble. He was being a chicken. Xander didn't want to go home before dark. //Day + vampire = talk to Spike, Night + vampire + a little luck = no Spike. Wow, math really does help in life.//

Xander slowly started to open his door. The room was completely dark. //Ok, so he is gone.// Xander felt relieved and disappointed at the same time. //Well at least I don't have to worry about talking to him right now.// Xander walked into his apartment. As soon as he got his jacket off, he was pushed against the wall by a blond blob.

"Well pet. Fancy meeting you here." Spike had his arms pinned to the side of his head.

"Spike? What...What are you doing here?" //Oh my God here it comes. He's going to kill me.//

Spike shifted closer to Xander pressing his whole body against him. Xander gasped as he felt something poke him in the thigh. "You see, this bloody git started something that he didn't finish and I think it's time he finished it." Spike's lips hovered over Xander's. He was millimeters away from Xander but to Xander it felt like miles. "Think he should finish it, don't you?" Spike closed the distance between his lips.

The kiss was like heaven. Spike's lips were so cool and comforting to the flame that seemed to be over taking Xander. Xander opened his mouth hoping to have more of the cool comfort and he found it when Spike's tongue started to enter his mouth. Xander moaned. He never thought just a kiss could be this good. When Spike broke away, he arched towards the vampire for more contact. Spike smiled.

"So what do you say, whelp? Should he finish what he started?"

Xander no longer could speak. His brain seeped out when Spike started to explore his mouth with his cool tongue. So he looked at the vampire and shook his head.

"That's what I though, pet." Spike let go of Xander's arms and kissed him again. This time Xander started to push against the vampire. Trying to mend into the pale white skin that was before him. He felt hand slide underneath his shirt and run up and down his back. He couldn't figure out if he should arch towards the hands that were torturing him or the cool heat in front of him.

//I need him at least tonight I need him.// Xander thought. He pushed the vampire off of him. He found anger and questioning eyes looking at him. Xander kissed the vampire lightly and whispered his plea. "Bed?" His reply was a low growl and flash of yellow in the other man's eyes.

"Yes." Spike hissed. He grabbed Xander and kissed him fiercely. He then grabbed his shirt and ripped it off of him with power that only a vampire could have. Xander shivered both from the air that hit his skin and the tongue that was skating down his neck to his collarbone. As that talented tongue continued to dance, Xander felt his knees start to give out.

"Spike. Bed. Now." Xander caught Spike's hand and pulled him to the bed. When they reached the bed, Xander turned to see Spike looking at him like he was that looking at him with raw, naked hunger. His whole body blushed from the pure lust of his eyes. No one had ever looked at him like that. Xander looked away from the glaze before it burned him. His pants somewhere in the last few moments had become extremely tight. He fumbled with the buckle until two cool hands brushed them away. He felt breath on his neck and the soft words of "let me." His hands slipped away and he felt his button pop and his fly slowly lower. "Spike." He said in a moan. A second later, he was lying on his back with his pants still on with a naked vampire between his legs.

"Keep that up pet and this will be over before it's started." Spike took off his shoes and socks one piece at time then slowly massaged his toes. Xander closed his eyes to enjoy every move the vampire made. Then Spike tugged on his pants and Xander lifted his hips slightly so he could get the last restricting portion of clothing off. With one pull, Spike yanked off his pants and boxers off and uncovered every inch of Xander's body. There was complete stillness and the only noise was the harsh breathing from Xander's chest. Xander lay there with his eyes closed for a few seconds before he opened his eyes. Again that look of lust burned Xander inside as Spike looked at him.

"Beautiful. 'effin beautiful." Xander rose up and leaped like a tiger on to Spike as soon as the sweet words were whispered. Spike was then pinned under Xander who was trying to kiss the vampire to the inch of his unlife. When he finally broke off the kiss, he said "I want you Spike" in an low husky voice as he tried to press himself completely against the smaller body underneath him.

"You have me, whelp. Can't get ya off me." Spike smiled.

"No. In me. I want you in me." He gasped out. Suddenly Xander found himself flat on his back.

Spike started to stroke Xander's sweat soaked face. "Ya sure, pet?" Xander nodded. "Ya have anything?" Xander pushed the blond off of him slightly as he reached for the lube he had in the table stand. He slapped it in Spike's hand. The blonde raised one eyebrow. "Anya?" Xander winced and then shook his head. Spike swooped down and kissed Xander. "There is no one here but you and me pet." Xander shivered at the words.

Spike used one of his hands to start charting Xander's body as he plunged into his mouth. Every inch that Spike touched made the untouched ache for the cool comfort. When Spike started to follow his finger's trip with his lips, Xander almost lost it. He grabbed the vampire's back and tried to bring his body as close to his as possible. Yet with all the groaning and shifting Xander did, nothing seemed to get Spike's attention. Spike worked from his mouth right down to his feet skipping a very needy part of Xander. Then Xander was enveloped by a cool wet crevasse so wonderful that he almost came on the stop but Spike's fingers reached Xander's pucker hole. Xander didn't know what to do. His whole body was about to exploded for the talented mouth and tongue that has taken hold of him but he was nervous about what was going to happen. But Spike was being so careful with him. Spike slowly started to rub a finger over the hole. Teasing it as he had teased his whole body. Making small circles around it until he was right in the center. Then Xander felt a lubed finger slowly ease in and start to move in and out of the small hole. It felt weird to Xander but he wanted more. More of Spike and more of that finger. "Spike."

Spike let go of Xander's penis and stared to nibble on his ear. "Cor you're tight pet. Like you're a virgin or what not." Xander blushed and turned away a little. Realization hit Spike. "Cor, you are a virgin." Spike attacked Xander's mouth. His hands were on all the sweet spots he had found on the brunette's body. "Going to make it good for you pet." The first finger started to move again. Then Xander felt a second one move to into his hole. He hurt for a few seconds before giving himself over to the rhythm the blond set. Then he felt as if there was an explosion of fire inside his body. He pushed his body down on the finger hoping it would happen again. "You liked that, pet?" Xander nodded. "Just wait." Spike's mouth surrounded Xander again. He deep throated him. Xander was torn between pushing down on the teasing fingers or into the tempting mouth. Spike then started to move up and down on his rod at the same time as he hit the button of fire inside of Xander. Xander threw his head back and arched his back. It was all too much for him: The wanting Spike, the having Spike, the cool mouth, the hot pleasure. He let go and exploded into Spike's waiting mouth. Xander felt Spike's muscles and tongue milk every drop out of him before letting him slip out. When he looked down he saw Spike smiling at him like the cat that just swallowed the canary. Xander pulled Spike up and kissed the vampire hard. He could taste himself on Spike. Just he could taste his cigarettes, his beer, and that taste that he knew he would only find kissing this one man. Xander was surprised as he felt Spike panting. Spike pulled away a little and looked into Xander's brown eyes. "Ready for round two." Xander nodded and laid his head back. He had dreamt of this moment. Spike being a part of him. He didn't know why it was so important to him but he knew he needed to feel it just once. He felt Spike's penis at his entrance. His whole body tensed. "Pet let me in. Let me show ya how wonderful this can be." All the tension Xander felt seemed slip away.

"Yes Spike." Xander pushed down a little hoping Spike would understand. He linked Xander's legs behind his back and he started to push into Xander inch by inch until his pelvis was right next to Xander. When Spike first entered him, Xander grimaced at the pain. He looked into Spike's eyes and saw the pain in them too. //The chip. He's in pain because of the chip. There has to be something I can do.// Xander looked around the bed. On the table was the nail clipper. Xander just stretched his arm and grabbed it. Spike gave him a puzzled look. Xander bit his lip and cut his arm till a stream of blood came out. "Drink." Spike looked at him then grabbed his arm. He changed into his gameface while he was drinking but Xander didn't even notice. His whole body was floating. //Oh man I finally know what Riley was thinking.// Spike stayed still. He was in ecstasy between the blood in him and the brunette under him. He didn't move until Xander pushed back and he didn't need to wait that long.

Xander couldn't understand why he waited so long to do this. He felt so full so whole with the vampire filling him and pushing him though ecstasy he had never felt before. He tried to push back trying to get as much of the blond into him as possible. He met every thrust of Spike's with his own push down. Even though he had just come a few minutes ago Xander knew he wouldn't last long. He then felt Spike shift slightly and thrust hard into him. He saw stars in his eyes and started to cry out to Spike to "harder" and for once Spike listened. Spike let go of Xander's arm as his movements started getting frantic and hard and Xander knew both of them were close. Spike started to kiss him and lowered himself until Xander could feel every movement all over his body. Xander arms wrapped around the vampire and his nails started to dig into the smooth skin underneath them. Then he heard Spike call out his name and felt him come inside of him. His name. Not pet, whelp, or one of a dozen other names Spike called him. That finally pushed Xander over and he came again all over both of their stomachs.

After Spike came he collapsed next to Xander. Xander turned and laid his head on top of Spike's chest. He kissed the skin beneath him. "Thank you."

Spike snorted. "The pleasure was all mine whelp. Trust me. Ya know, I was right." Xander looked up at him. "You are a nummy treat." Xander smiled and lay back down on Spike. When he was on the verge of sleep a thought popped into his head. //Oh my God I slept with Spike. I wonder if I can do it again.//

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Present day...

//Well little did I know the bleach blond wouldn't leave me alone.// Xander smiled down at the sleeping man. In the last month and half, Spike had been his shadow. //Welll nearly.// Killing every demon that came close to Xander, threatening any man who tried to start anything, and constantly asking for sex to reimburse him, which Xander was happy to give him. Sex with Spike was something he was sure he would never get tired of. He never got tired of Spike's touches and his burning looks yet he knew that soon that might all be gone. //Buffy.// She was the only thing that Spike paid attention to when he wasn't with Xander. They even got together a few days ago. A few days ago, the only day Spike didn't come home to him. Xander's stomach turned a little. That night he saw Buffy kiss Spike and passion that Spike kissed her back with. Well, he had been on the receiving of that passion. It was addicting and soon she would want him too. And then Spike would be leaving him for her. He knew it and it was ripping him apart. He wanted to beg Spike to stay, but he wanted to be strong and let the vampire to be happy too. He loved him. Loved him more then anyone. More then even Anya and she was the "love of his live." Anya and Giles were the only two people who really even knew about his problem. He ran to her with almost all his problems with Spike but sometimes it was G-man who helped him out more.

Xander smiled. It was kind of funny how Giles threaten to stake Spike if he tried to hurt him. When he did it Xander was furious. He was scared that Spike would away but it made Spike even more overprotective and possessive of him.

Xander frowned. That was what he would miss the most when Spike was gone. Someone who actually thought he was worth the time to protect and did it. Xander loved protecting everyone but it was nice be on the receiving end.

Xander felt his bedmate move on him. They had spent most of the last day and night having sex and both of them were really tired after the long exercise. Xander just wished he had a few more days like that to remember before they broke up. Xander's stomach felt liked it been kicked hard. //I need to get up.// Xander tried to move under the vampire but every time he inched away the pale arms wrapped around him tighter.

"Ok Bloodbreath. I know you are awake. Let me up."

"Nope. Now stop moving so I can go back to sleep, Nummy."

Xander's heart soared as it did every time Spike called him that. He only did it when they were alone and only when he wanted Xander near him. "Sorry blondie, I have to go out. Get food. You know that stuff that you swear you don't eat but I find disappearing from the kitchen."

Spike turned to Xander and gave him the "I-have-no-idea-what-you-are-talking-about-and-aren't-I-too-sexy-to-get-mad-at-anyway" eyes. After he saw that Xander still didn't stop glaring at him, he let go of Xander. "Fine, leave me all by my lonesome. See if you care when I freeze because ya took away my heater." And turned away from Xander.

Xander sat up on the edge of the bed and looked at Spike who was acting like the five year old that he was most of the time.. "Spike, I am your heater."

Spike turned back to Xander. "So ya admit it."

Xander shook his head and kissed the vampire. "I need to take a shower and get out of here before the store closes or otherwise I'll have to start drinking your blood."

"Knew I could turn ya to the dark side, pet." Spike snuggled into the warm spot Xander just left.

Xander chuckled and left Spike lying in bed.

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Spike watched Xander walk away from him and into the bathroom. He was a little mad at the fact that Xander didn't stay in bed with him but he couldn't stay mad at Nummy. Especially now, that he was falling for the boy. Yes, William the Bloody was falling for a mortal. At least he wasn't mooning after the slayer anymore. A few days ago when she kissed him he figured it out. He didn't crave a second like he did with Nummy. He didn't want to take care of her like Nummy either. Nummy was different then the rest. He was loyal, strong, courageous, forgiving, realistic but always happy too, and not to forget one hell of a lay. //The demon bint wasn't lying when she said he was a Viking in the sac.// Spike had always like Xander ever since he was offered to him by his poof of a sire. Xander stood there scared but defiant. //He was amazing.// Xander was also the only one who really understood Spike. No matter what he did he was still a vampire. That would never change and Xander never tried.

**Ring, ring**

"I've got it, Nummy." Spike got up and walked to the phone. "'ello."

"Spike?" said a low unsure voice.

Spike growled at the phone. "What do ya want poof? How did ya get this number?"

"Anya gave me the number."

"Figures. Well, nice talking to you, peaches. We should do it again some time."

"William, please. This is important."

Spike froze. He hadn't heard his sire call him that in a century. Angel never called him that. He was Spike to the souled vampire. Something must have happened for the vampire for him. "What is it, sire? Is it bad?"

"I need your help, William. Will you help me?" The voice seemed a little unsure.

"Of course, sire."

"Good. I will see you at the Magic Box in two hours then. Good bye William."

"Good-bye." Spike heard a click but couldn't let go of the phone. His sire had talked to him. His sire. Not the bastard that tried to tortured him a few years ago. Not a souled reject in his body but his sire. Spike didn't know what to do. A voice from behind him shook him out of his paralysis.

"Who was that?" Xander stood a few feet away from him in a pair of too big jeans drying his hair with a towel.

Spike looked from Xander to the phone then back to Xander as he put it down.

"My Sire." He looked at Xander.

Xander frozen. //She's come back for him. No!// Xander choked out, "Dru."

Spike walked to him and wrapped his arms around him. He needed the comfort this mortal gave him. "No, me sire." He felt Xander's arms wrap around him and start rubbing his back.

"What? If Dru's not your sire then who is?... Oh no." Xander pulled back a little to look at his love's eyes. "Please tell me Angel's not your Sire." Spike didn't answer him. "God he is. He's not coming here is he?" He pulled the blonde to him. He never saw Spike look so lost before. He wanted to help

"No, he's meeting me at the Magic Box." He mumbled into Xander's chest.

Xander was scared. The souled vampire and his lover didn't have the best history. Hell him and Deadboy didn't have the best history. "Do you know why?" he asked Spike like one would when confronting a wild animal.

"No he just asked me to meet him." He didn't know what to do. He wanted to see his Sire but was scared it was a trick by the souled vampire. He missed the old vampire who taught him to hunt and took care of him when he was just a fledgling.

Xander didn't know what to do. He didn't want to see Deadboy. Not after what Spike read about him in the Watch journals. When Spike and him got together, Xander asked Giles if he had anything about Spike's past. Giles gave him Angel's and Spike's journal. There were so many stories of how Angelus tortured Spike. It took all his power not to go and stake the vampire then. He asked Spike about it once. Spike said that they didn't know anything. He told him about how much Angelus loved him. How they were always together and that what was in the journals wasn't important. The journals were wrong about Spike's Sire; could they have been wrong about other things too? No that didn't matter, he hurt his lover and if he saw him he was dead. "Ok Spike this is what we are going to do. I'll call Giles and tell him what is going on and..."

"He already knows. Anya gave him the number."

//Have to tell Anya not to give out our number.// "I'll take you to the Magic Box and pick you up after a few hours."

Spike hated to show weakness. He was already sick of himself for asking so much from the man how was holding him. "You won't stay?" Spike looked up at Xander.

"Spike, if you want your sire to be a pile of dust I'll be there." Xander smiled but had a grim promise in his eyes.

Spike smiled at Xander. He knew the young man wanted to kill his Sire because of their past together, not because of anything He had done to the boy. "No but I'll keep it in mind."

"Ok then lets get you out of here and down to the magic box." He pushed Spike towards the shower. If both of them didn't smell clean, Anya did a hell of a job teasing them until Xander blushed was red. Thankfully she only did it in front of Giles who joined in once or twice but didn't try in front of the rest of the Scoobies. "So help me if he hurts you..."

Spike turned and smirked at him, "Ya'll what? Stake him good and proper for me?"

Xander kissed the vampire in front of him. "If he's luck." He wrapped his arms around his lover. "Lets just say that I learn lots of interesting tricks from those books that I bet that he's dieing to remember."

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Part 3:

The walk from Xander's place to the magic box was a silent one. Neither one of them wanted to talk. They were both stuck in their own little world.

Xander thought of the wonderful nasty things he would do if the dark haired vampire got close to his blonde. Spike had told him about the nights that Angelus and he had spent together before the curse. He had heard of how the elder vampire took care of the young William but none of the measured up to the horrors he had read of in the journals. He would kill Angel for Spike there was no question about it.

Spike wondered, on the other hand, what his Sire really wanted. Spike had lost Dru and he had lost his ability to kill. He had nothing for the vampire to take. //Except Xander.// Spike's demon growled. //No nummy's mine. Anyway he doesn't know about us.//

That calmed Spike a little. The secret had served its purpose for well. But now that Spike knew he loved the man, Spike wanted to be open about it. He was a master vampire and he wanted to show his claim on his mate. But Spike knew if they were to be open about it Xander wanted to tell his friends himself, not have the magnificent poof tell the Scoobies for them. That meant wiping Xander's scent, a scent that had quickly become Spike's favorite, away in an extremely long shower just to make sure the poof couldn't smell Xander on him, well he'd did it. He'd do anything to keep the mortal happy and next to him even if that meant staying in the closet about their relationship. Spike reached out and grabbed Xander's hand.

Xander was shocked at first. Spike had been acting weird about not touching him ever since his shower and anyway Spike hated showing any sign that they were together in public. Spike wanted to keep their relationship a secret just in case Buffy wanted to be with him. Xander wished he could tell everyone about it. Especial Willow, who was being too nice to him and trying to set him up with some of her friends from class.

Xander looked at the vampire and smiled. Spike wasn't too happy when he found out about Wills' little idea but he didn't say anything. Another sign of how he was just a replacement for the blonde slayer that Spike wanted.

Xander sighed and gripped Spike's hand harder. Tonight was going to be a hard night for Spike whether he was going to say so or not and Xander was worried. Not only was Spike going to meet the vampire who brought him into the darkness but also might have to see the love between Angel and Buffy first hand. One way or another his night was going to leave his lover in a mess. Xander just hoped he could help him out with the outcome. //That is if he comes back after. Yeah so I am being a little greedy but I am going to miss him when he is gone. What am I going to do when he is gone? But then again this might make him want to be with me more after he sees Buffy and Angel together?//

Xander was happy with the idea that his lover might come to him but shook his head a second later. //No, if the price of Spike with me is that he is hurt then its not worth it. I don't want him hurt.//

He looked at the blonde vampire. //Come on Xander, don't think about what ifs, just be happy with what you have right now.//

Xander looked ahead and saw the magic box just a few steps away. It had taken them forever to get out of the apartment, and now there were only a few minutes before Angel would be here. The reason why they were so late was totally Spike's fault. Spike insisted on taking a shower alone before he would leave the apartment. For a vampire who saw a shower's best use as foreplay, Xander was extremely puzzled by Spike's actions today. When Xander asked if he could help, even though he had just finished his shower, the vampire dismissed him and then spent almost an hour in there. Xander knew something was up but could figure out what.

//Maybe he just needed some time alone.// That still didn't explain why he did touch Xander after his shower though. Usually the vampire was constantly groping him and trying to get him into bed, but in the last hour, he hadn't touched Xander except for holding his hand right now.

When they reached the door to the magic box, Xander tried to take his hand out of Spike's grasp but the vampire refused to let go. "Come on, Spike. I have to open the door."

Spike turned to Xander, "How about you don't? You've always wanted to get out of here, right pet? So let's hope into the Desoto and get out of here."

Xander smiled at the blonde. He was happy to know that Spike trusted him enough to show his fear but he had to be strong and not let Spike run away. "Spike, it'll be alright. I won't let anything happen to you." He let a finger wander down Spike's face. "Trust me."

Spike was more scared about meeting his Sire again then he had been about anything in quiet a while. This was the man that made him, loved him, and kept him save then turned around and left him. He didn't know what was going to happen and he didn't know that if he could kill the vampire that meant so much to him if worse came to worse. But the most puzzling part was the mortal in front of him. The man in front of him just with a few words seemed to be able to calm him. The mortal in front of him hated the elder vampire more then he did but he knew that Spike had to see his Sire. The man in front of him didn't care what the other vampire had to say. He even was willing to take on the elder vampire if things went south. He would defend Spike no matter what the odds. No he didn't need Angelus's love, anymore. As long as he had Xander he was happy.

Spike squeezed Xander's hand, "Thank ya, pet."

Xander kissed Spike lightly on the lips. "Don't worry about it. It's all part of the white knight service."

Spike smiled at Xander and then opened the door still holding Xander's hand.

The door had opened and Xander and Spike what they saw brought them both to a screeching halt. They were greeted with the sight of Anya and Giles making out at the research table.

"Cor, can't you two get a bleedin' room?"

Anya replied, "Our store, our right."

Giles pulled away from his girlfriend and gave Xander an apologetic look.

Xander smiled back. Giles was always very shy about kissing Anya in front of him. He always felt horrible for breaking up the two of them even after Xander had talked to him.

Xander remembered the hundreds and hundreds of apologies that Giles had given him since he had gotten back from England. The two of them had even gone out to lunch two days after Giles came back. Giles had spent the first half apologizing and explaining that if Xander wanted him to that he would break it off with Anya. Giles had said that he didn't want to lose Xander's friendship and that he had been terrified of telling Xander about his feelings for Anya because he didn't want to lose that friendship. Giles was so sincere about wanting to do what ever Xander said Xander couldn't not forgive him.

Spike, on the other hand, seemed to enjoy making Giles feel like dirt for what he did. After one particularly evil comment of Spike's, Giles couldn't look at Xander in the eye for the rest of the week. Xander finally talked to Giles and explained that he wasn't mad at Giles at all. He had even thanked Giles for taking Anya from him, and told him about how happy Spike made him and that it probably wouldn't have worked with him and the ex-demon any way. Giles loosened up a little after that. He still looked a little guilt when he was caught but that just could be because he is British.

"Hey, blondie. I seem to remember a vampire who wanted to find out if you could make out nude in the kiddie pool not to long ago."

Spike turned to Xander, "Oy nummy, whose side are ya on?"

"Sorry, I fight for truth, justice, and chocolate." He said to Spike.

"Nutty."

"Idiot."

"Loser."

"Fangless."

"Demon magnet."

Xander smiled at Spike evilly. "I didn't here any complaints about that last night."

Before Spike could retort Giles interrupted. "Please stop. I don't want the images of you and Spike dancing in my head all night."

"Why not?" Spike replied. "All ready got the sight of you two stuck in mine?" Xander knocked Spike on the back of his head. "Oy, pet."

Xander smiled sweetly at the vampire then turned to Giles. "Hey, G-man I need to talk to you." He then walked to the watcher and left Spike to talk to Anya.

When he was a few feet from Giles, he started talking. "It's like this. Angel is coming here to talk to Spike."

"Well yes." Giles slipped off his glass and started to polish them. "Anya told me he had asked for Spike but Angel did not tell Anya why. Did he tell Spike?"

"No and that is what is bothering me." Xander's glance flickered to the vampire who was probably exchanging stories of 'The good old days' with Anya. "I was wondering if you could make sure Angel doesn't try to pull anything funny and try and hurt Spike."

From across the room Spike yelled, "Oy, I can take care of myself pet."

"Not if he brings humans with him and anyway this is a private conversation so stop listening in." He yelled at Spike and turned back to Giles. "So could you?"

"Of course but won't you be doing the same?" Giles asked.

Xander glanced back at Spike. "Well, actually I don't think it's going to be good if I see Deadboy again."

"Why is that?"

"Lets just say that the journals are very detailed some of the time and lets just say I didn't like what I read." Xander crossed his arms and looked as if he was daring the older man to ask what he was talking about.

Giles got an understand look on his face and nodded in agreement. "Alright then. I'll look after Spike while you are gone."

"Oy, still in the room." Spike yelled.

"Oy, still a private conversation." Xander said as he walked to his lover.

Anya looked at the two for a second before saying, "Wow, this is the neatest you two have ever come in here. Usually you two look like you have been going at each other like animals. Normally I can't figure out how every one doesn't know you are together. I don't think anyone will able to figure you two out tonight." She turned to Spike, "Well except for Angel, that is." She then turned to Xander. "Vampires have really good sense of smell. They can smell other scents on each other."

Suddenly the hour shower and lack of groping made sense to Xander, "Unless the person takes a really long shower." Xander questioned in a very soft voice scared to know the truth. //Great another sign of how much he loves you.//

Anya said, "Yeah" confused with how Xander was acting.

Xander backed up away from Spike and Anya and started for the door. "Sorry guys I have to go." He shot Spike a pained look then turned and almost ran out the door.

//Stupid Xander you said that you wouldn't make a big scene. You said you wouldn't get so emotional in front of him. You wanted to be strong. You didn't want him to know how you felt.//

Before Xander could reach the door, Spike grabbed his arm. "Spike, let go."

Spike knew his love was hurting and wanted to help. He didn't know what was bothering Xander. "Come on, pet. Talk to me."

All Xander's self hatred came across as pure anger as he looked at the vampire. "Backroom." Xander yanked his arm out of the vampire's grip.

Spike followed the angry man to the backroom. He didn't know what was going on but he was going to get to the bottom of it.

Xander walked right up to the punching bag and started hitting it as hard as he could. He was so stupid to think this was going to last. Spike didn't care about him. He just wanted someone to warm his bed while Buffy was turning away from him. No way Spike wanted his Sire to know he was slumming enough to sleep with the Zeppo. No never.

Spike watched Xander try about rip the punching bag apart. Spike never saw Xander so mad. He was almost scared to ask why. After a few minutes of watching Xander attack the bag, Spike whispered, "Nummy?"

Xander stopped. //Why that word? He knows what it does to me. I don't want to hear it right now.// He looked at the punching bag and asked, "What am I to you Spike?" He then turned to the vampire. "Am I your boytoy, your lover, am I your whore? What am I, Spike?" His voice was rich with pain and sadness.

Spike looked at the man he loved who looked more defeated then he could have ever thought possible. The man in front of him helped the slayer and was raised at the Hellmouth by the parents from hell and he still seemed untouched by all of that yet he looked so hollow at this moment. "Pet, what are you talking about?"

Xander looked at him, anger started to seep into him. "Your shower. You made sure Angel wouldn't know about us. You haven't touched me ever since he called. Do I disgust you so much that you are that scared to let anyone know we are together? Well Fuck you Spike." Xander started to punch the bag again trying not to attack the vampire.

//He wants them to know.// Spike thought. //He doesn't want to hide anymore. He finally wants them to know.// His unbeating heart soared.

"No pet, I'm not disgusted by us." He moved to the back of Xander and wrapped himself against Xander and kissed the brunette's neck. Xander stiffened in his arms, so Spike continued. "Just thought you didn't want your friends to find out from the bloody poof. Actually I want 'im to know."

Xander looked at the vampire. "You do?"

Spike let go of Xander and turned the man around. "Yeah, I do. Want everyone to know you are mine."

"Yours?" Xander shivered from the intensity of Spike's voice. Then he remembered. //Buffy// He pulled away from Spike reach. "No Spike, you love Buffy and she wouldn't be too happy if you are sleeping with one of her slayerettes."

"Fuck slutty. The poof can have her if he wants." He stepped towards Xander. "I want you."

"No." Xander countered. "You slept with her. I don't want to be second fiddle Spike. Please don't do this to me." //Please let go of me before you leaving will kill me. Let me remember the few days that we were together.// Xander refused to look at Spike even though he was only inches away.

Spike was confused. "Never slept with the Slayer, pet."

Xander got mad. "Don't lie, Spike. I saw you two kissing." His voice chocked a little and a single tear ran down his cheek. "And then you never came home."

Spike chuckled and shook his head. Xander's head shot up. "What's so funny?" Xander asked.

"You, luv." Spike reached for Xander, who moved away from him again. "Wanna to know why I didn't come home. Went out to celebrate. I know ya hate it when I drink at your place." Xander still didn't do anything. "Look, nummy, the slayer doesn't mean a flying shit to me. Wanna know why? Cus I've got you."

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