*****

I still don't understand why. I lost the soul a day ago and I still don't understand what drove him to screw Darla.

Angelus was in his car, taking a trip he planned since Cordelia had told Buffy would kick his ass. Of course, that was before he had twisted her neck just that little to much to the left. She and Wes made a pretty couple lying in their office. He hadn't found Gunn, and he didn't want to. Angelus had other things to take care of.

***

"Anya, have you seen where my boxers? The ones with, um, Snoopy on them?" Xander asked, popping his head around the corner of the door leading into the bedroom, to get a look at Anya, who was preparing breakfast.

"Yes. They're very nice." Anya replied, without taking her attention off preparing the fried eggs.

"I mean, do you know where they are? I can't find them anywhere."

"Well, I know you had them on last night, but then we threw them off in a mad fit of passion, so they could be anywhere." Anya shrugged.

With a small laugh to himself, Xander moved back into the bedroom and attempted to look for another pair of boxers. Lying on the bed was an envelope, that he could have sworn wasn't there a minute ago. Confused, he reached for the envelope and opened it. Written in familiar handwriting was a message that chilled the brunette to the bone.

Missing Something?

Attached to the note was a picture that Xander could tell was taken last night. Because it was him. Wearing nothing except his Snoopy boxers.

Xander sat, and buried his head in his hands.

***

Spike was sitting in his crypt, watching TV, when the door crashed in with an almighty bang. His Sire stood at the entrance, an evil smile playing across his lips.

"What the fuck.?" The question rolled off Spike's tongue, but he knew the answer, even before Angelus was suddenly behind him, and grabbing the back of his neck.

Angelus leaned closer, and whispered in his Childe's ear,

"I'm back."

Grabbing the buckle of Spike's jeans, Angelus ripped them off, and did the same to the black boxers that the blonder was wearing.

"Wearing underwear now, boy? There was a time when you wouldn't wear any, to allow me easy access. Remember?"

Angelus reinforced that last word, by slapping the whimpering vampire's bare butt, which caused a growl of pain.

"I said, do you remember, boy?" Angelus growled at his boy.

"I remember." Spike whispered, his body wracked with fear.

Spike, now naked from the waist down, was commanded to take off the rest of his clothes, which he did without resistance. He knew from experience that that would just make the ordeal worst.

Angelus unzipped his jeans, and pulled his monster 8 and a half inch cock out. He pulled Spike close, and proceeded to tease Spike by rubbing his cock up and down his ass, until he impaled Spike on his cock, ramming himself in, until Spike could feel the brushing of Angelus' pubes. Spike let out an unearthly scream as he felt his inner walls tear, and bleed. The blood acted as a lubricant for Angelus, and he began to thrust harder.

Spike was starting to black out. In fact, he was so far gone, he couldn't feel the pain anymore. He remembered times before his Sire had regained his soul, that one fuck session could last as long as a day. Angelus had enough stamina to last that long, and Spike had been unconscious for the last twelve hours. Apparently, this wasn't one of those times, because as Spike fell to the floor, unconscious, the last thing he felt was a sudden burst of something wet, and sticky deep inside of him, and dripping down his legs. But he knew this wasn't the end.

And, as if he could read his Childe's mind, Angelus removed his belt and bought is down on Spike's back.

***

Thoughts were racing through Angelus' mind ever since he had gone to the underground section of Spike's crypt, and found out about his not so little obsession with the Slayer. So he figured, once Spike regained consciousness, he would go straight to Buffy. Which was why he was paying dear little Buffy a visit.

A few seconds after knocking on the door, Dawn answered. She looked confused when she saw Angel standing at the door, but invited him in anyway. He walked past Dawn, giving her a smile, and walked through to the living room.

"Buffy's not in. Out patrolling. But she should be back soon." Dawn offered. She was the least insecure around Angel than any of the gang.

Angelus turned to face Dawn, vamping out while doing so. The shock registered on her face, just before the male's fangs pierced her neck, stealing her precious blood.

***

Xander was running to The Magic Box, with Anya running behind him, who was desperately trying to figure out why Xander was so desperate to tell his friends he had lost his Snoopy boxers.

Xander burst through the door of the magic shop, finding Buffy, Willow and Giles talking by the counter. They looked up as they saw Xander running towards them, with Anya trailing behind him.

"Whats wrong, Xander? It's nothing bad, is it?" Willow asked, genuine concern written over her face.

"I found this on my bed this morning." He handed the envelope to Buffy, making sure he kept the photo. It would be better to describe the photo than to let them see it.

Xander described the photo, and why he recognised the hand writing.

"No. You're wrong. You're wrong, ok?" Buffy was freaking after hearing Xander's theory.

"Phone Cordelia. She'll know, right?" Xander challenged Buffy, knowing that making her phone Cordy would make her face up the truth about Angel. Buffy walked over to the phone, and punched in Cordy's number. The phone rang five times before it was picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hi. This is Buffy, a friend of Cordelia. Could I speak to her?"

"Buffy? I've heard about you. You're Angel's ex, right?"

"Uh, yeah, that's me. Who are you?"

"Name's Gunn. Used to be a friend of Angel's before.." Gunn broke into tears. "I'm sorry. It's just.. I found them. Cordy and Wesley. He killed them. Angel killed them."

Buffy was so shocked she dropped the phone.

"It's true." She whispered. She looked up at Willow, Xander and Giles. "He killed Cordelia and Wesley." Xander visibly paled at the thought of Cordelia dead, and sat down at the table, burying his head in his hands. Anya tried to comfort him.

***

A few hours later that night, the whole group had been told about Angel, and Xander had headed home. He had asked Anya to leave him alone for tonight, so she'd gone to her own apartment. He had been thinking about Angelus, and what he might do next. Then it clicked. He and Spike have a history. And with Spike pretty much on their side now, maybe Spike will help. So Xander decided to head for Spike's crypt.

***

Spike had moved to the lower part of his crypt by the time Xander got to him. Xander gasped when he saw the Spike, lying on the ground, collapsed because he couldn't manage to get to his bed, and naked. The smell of sex oozed from the vampire.

"Oh my god, what happened? Are you ok?" Xander rushed towards the blond vampire's side, kneeling by him when he got there.

Spike opened his mouth, and could only manage a whisper.

"Angel.evil.rape."

Xander shushed Spike, reassuring him that the scobbys were all over it. That seemed to calm Spike down, but he still couldn't sleep.

"Come on, Spike, you need to sleep. Come on." Xander whispered, close to the vampire's ear.

"No..need..you.with." Spike muttered, never opening his eyes.

Xaner wasn't stupid. He knew he was being asked to get into bed with a man. With a vampire. But he also knew he wanted to. So he did. Xander drew Spike close, hugging the vampire against his broad chest. Within minutes, the vampire was sleeping like a baby. Xander smiled, and tried to get to sleep himself.

The next morning, Spike was still pretty out of it, so Xander decided to stay with him as long as he needed. But that meant getting to Xander's apartment. So, with a blanket covering Spike, Xander helped Spike to move as quickly as possible across town. When they got to the apartment, Xander moved Spike to the bedroom, and sat next to him, while the vampire lay down.

"Angel will find us. We can't stop him." Spike now had the strength for full dialogue.. It made Xander feel for him even more.

"Come on, baby. He can't get us here. He's never been invited in before. Hell, he dosen't even know I live here." Xander wasn't sure why he had called Spike baby, or why he was rubbing the blond's forehead, in an attempt to calm him down, but he knew he liked it. And that Spike liked it, judging from the purring the vampire was letting escape from his lips.

"That's true, I guess." Spike smiled, then winced at causing pain from the variety of sizes and colours or bruises that littered his face.

Xander felt a twinge inside, when he saw Spike in pain. He knew he was falling for Spike. He knew his friends would think he were crazy. But he didn't care. He just knew he needed to touch the blond. So, he leaned forward and laid the gentlest kiss on the vampire's lips. Spike responded by kissing back, not having enough energy to do much, than let his mouth be invaded by Xander's tongue.

When Spike started to move his hands lower down Xander's body, Xander moaned and pulled away.

"Not yet. You need to get better. I'll be here for you." Xander kissed Spike once more, and left to get a cup of blood. But before he reached the kitchen area, a knock on the door stopped him. He walked to the door, and audibly gasped when he saw who was knocking.

"Xander. I guess you're wondering how I know you live here, right?" Angelus smiled at the brunette.

"No, actually I'm deciding whether you'll still be here by the time I grab a stake." Xander didn't move as he looked Angelus in the eye.

"Funny. Actually, I followed your girlfriend here. That's her body around the corner." Angelus pointed to an point outside Xander's point of view.

Xander cranes his neck to see, but realised, just in time, what Angelus was up to.

"Nice try. No way am I crossing the threshold." Xander smiled sarcastically.

"Do you know what I'm going to do to you when I get my hands on you? Just ask Spike. He knows." Angelus walked away, leaving Xander with questions forming in his head.

"Who was it, love?" Spike called from the bedroom.

Xander walked to the bedroom, and sat next to Spike. Xander took Spike's hand, and rubbed it gently.

"It was Angel." Spike immediately sat up, but Xander pushed him back down. "He said he was going to do stuff when he gets his hands on me. He said I should ask you what that meant."

"Oh god. No. No way will I ever left him do that to you. Ok? You'll never me until we've sorted this out, ok? Promise me that." Spike pleaded.

"Not until you tell me why." Xander remained adamant.

"Before he turned me, he tortured me. Mentally and physically. Like he did with Dru. Only he went to the extremities with her. But he got bored with her, and made sure he never went that far again."

Xander nodded, an indication to go on.

"He raped me. And my family. He tortured and killed them, and left their bodies to rot. But he let me live. I tried to run away. I moved to London, but he found me. What he did to me that night, I'll never forget." Spike burst into tears at the memory of that night. Xander cuddled him, bringing him closer.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pressed so much."

"No, it's ok. You need to know." Spike wiped the tears away.

"He kept me prisoner. While I was still human. For about a month. He would rape me, let his minions rape me, torture me, physically and mentally, until I just wanted to die. Which was when he killed me." The confession made Spike burst into tears with renewed vigour. Xander cuddled him close.

I can't tell him the rest. It'll destroy him, Spike thought.

*****
Part 2:

It was a week after the night that Angelus had come to Xander's apartment that Buffy walked into the Magic Box, after she had been coerced to Giles' apartment, after the gang hadn't seen him for three days. She didn't speak when Xander asked her if she had seen Giles, the others waiting for an answer. She took a seat, and tears poured down her cheeks.

"He.. he killed Giles. He went there, to send a message to me. I guess he did that, huh?" Buffy cried. Xander looked at Spike, both in shock, and in the fact that they both knew who Angelus was really after.

"Oh, god." Willow muttered, as she sank to the floor. Tara followed her, slipping an arm around her girlfriend to comfort her.

Buffy's voice was broken when she spoke. "He,.he was tortured. From what I could see. First I saw his head, and once I saw the body, I ran." Buffy broke down, collapsing to the floor.

Spike heard a quite sobbing from the corner or the Magic Box, and saw Xander crying into his hands. Spike walked over to him, and placed an arm around him, giving him a hug. The vampire lead Xander out of the Magic Box, mumbling to the gang that he was taking Xander home.

***

"Come on, luv. We're there now." Spike lay Xander on his bed, where he had been staying since Angelus had returned. Xander had stayed on the couch.

"Thanks, Spike. Um, can you stay for a while? I don't want to be alone." Xander asked nervously.

Spike smiled. "Of course." When he saw the smile that played across the boy's face, Spike ran his hands through Xander's hair, and gently kissed him. Xander moaned into the kiss.

Breaking the kiss, Spike stood up, and began to take his shirt off, never looking away from the brunette lying on the bed.

Xander stood, and began to unbuckle his pants. The blond vampire stopped what he was doing, and helped Xander. Xander, in turn, started pulling off Spike's shirt.

Soon enough, they were both naked. Xander kissed Spike passionately, while Spike pushed them onto the bed, grinding his erection into Xander's thigh.

Spitting onto his hands, Spike generously covered his cock with his cold saliva. With Xander laying face up on the bed, Spike moved down to the boy's legs, and lifted them onto his shoulders. Teasing Xander by rubbing his cock gently along his inner leg, Spike asked,

"Are you sure this is what you want?"

The only reply was a moan of ecstasy. Spike grinned, and gently pushed his cock though Xander's muscle ring. Xander moaned loudly.

"Touch me, Spike."

Spike was only too pleased to help out. The vampire grabbed the human's cock, and started pumping. Spike pulled out, and rammed home, which elicted screams of pain mixed with pleasure from Xander. Spike knew he wasn't going over the limit, because his chip wasn't causing the usual mind numbing pain.

The tightening of Xander's muscle ring when he came all over his stomach fastened its grip on Spike's cock. Spike moaned loudly as he came inside the brunette.

"Well, we've never done that before." Spike grinned, as he lay next to Xander. Xander smiled back.

"Nope. Dosen't mean we're not going to do it again though." The boy said with another lustful smile playing across his face. Spike pulled the human close to his chest, running his fingers through the lovely, wavy brown hair.

"Spike? Promise me we're going to get through this Angelus business. Please?"

"I promise. We're going to get through this. Me and you. Ok?" Spike looked his lover in the eyes.

"Ok, I believe you. How can I not?" Xander gently kissed the blond vampire, before standing up to get dressed.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Spike exclaimed.

"Well, we've got Angelus, the run of the mill evil, and I owe it to Anya to tell her." Xander grimaced at the thought of that last act.

Spike merely nodded, and stood to get changed too.

***

Angelus was watching Spike and Xander walking to The Magic Box, and it sickened him. The love they felt for each other. He could smell the sex coming from them. He had the perfect way to get back at his Childe for defying him. So, with a crowbar, Angelus walked calmly over to the couple, trying not to draw attention to himself.

When he was behind the couple, who couldn't keep their eyes off each other, Angelus lifted the crowbar above his head, and struck with deadly accuracy. Spike fell to the ground, unconscious, with a huge hole in his head. Xander shot around, and audibly gasped when he saw Angelus.

"What do you want?" Xander asked, scared so much he though he might need to change his underwear.

"I would've thought that was obvious, Xander. I mean, I've already had him," Angelus indicated at Spike, who still hadn't moved, "and now I want something fresh." With that, Angelus' face distorted to that of the demon inside.

*****
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