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Spike stumbled into the Magic Box and almost fell on the floor. He would have if Buffy hadn't been close enough to catch him. She helped him to the back room of the shop and sat him on the sofa.

"What happened Spike?"
"New master in town ducks. Old one too. Ran into him and some of his boys outside Willy's"
"How old are we talking here? Angel old? Or the master old?"
"This bloke makes Angelus look like a pre-schooler. Probably older than the master, but no bat-face. Strong though. Could feel his power radiating off of him. His minions are tough too. At least one Childe with him as well. You might want to round up the rest of the cartoon gang luv. This isn't going to be pretty."

Buffy went back out front and picked up the phone. She called Willow and Tara, who were sitting with Dawn, asked them to come to the shop as soon as they could and to be careful. She then called Xander and Anya. She left a message on their machine, they went away for the weekend together but they should be home that night.

When Buffy finished making her phone calls she went up to the loft and told Giles what had happened to Spike. She filled him in on what Spike had told her.

"Oh dear, this certainly doesn't sound good now does it."
"No. Then again, I guess it's never good, is it."
"True. I suppose we should research, try to figure out who the new 'big evil' is. Did Spike give you a name? Or perhaps a description at least?"
"No. He was pretty beat up. I'll get him blood and then I'll ask him."
"Very good. I shall get my books then and join you in the back. Are Willow and Tara coming?"
"Yeah, they're on their way with Dawn. Xander should be by later, I left a message on his machine."
"Right then, off we go."

While Buffy got blood for Spike and headed into the back room Giles went to the shelf in the far corner of the loft and pulled out the watcher diaries he still had. Shaking his head ruefully he descended the ladder to follow his slayer.

Spike opened his eyes and looked up when Buffy entered the room. She handed him the oversized mug of warmed blood. Spike took it gratefully and flashed her a warm grin.

"Thanks slayer. Right womanly of ya, serving me an all."
"God! Why do I even try to be nice to you Spike?"
"Sorry slay...Buffy. I do appreciate it."
"Okay, can we just get past the part where we're nice to each other and get down to business?"

Spike raised an eyebrow and leered at her.

"So not what I meant Spike! Do you know who this new 'big bad' is?"
"Oi! m'still the 'big bad' here pet! But no, I never seen this un before."
"Well tell me what he looks like then, maybe Giles can look him up in one of his watchery books."
"Uh, tall. About 6 foot 5 mabey? Blonde hair, shoulder length, kinda wavy. Blue eyes. Was wearing real expensive clothes. Oh, an' he had a large silver ring on his middle finger, left hand."
"Okay, good description to start with. Did he say anything while he was kicking your ass?"
"Hey! I resent that. He actually never touched me. Had about six of his boys work me over. He and his Childe watched from a few feet away. He never said anything except 'that's enough. Let him go now.' then they just left an' I came here."

Giles who had been standing in the doorway long enough to hear the description Spike had given Buffy as well as the story on how he aquired his injuries, now stepped into the room.

"Um, how exactly is it that you know his companion was his Childe?"
"Can just tell is all. Look mate, it's a vampire thing. We can sense the difference between Childer and minions. Plus they scented almost the same. They're close, very close it you get my meaning."
"Oh, yes well, I'll take your word for it. Could you tell us what his Childe looked like?"
"Sure, not quite as tall, muscular build, not bulky though. He had brown hair, 'bout the shade of the whelps. Didn't see his face, so I couldn't tell you much more. Except that he was wearing jeans and a coat. Didn't match what his Sire was wearing at all."
"Hmm, perhaps the two of you should do a quick patrol, nothing dangerous. I'll have the girls help me with the research when they get here."

Buffy got up and headed for the door. Spike followed, muttering under his breath about having to patrol while injured. As soon as Buffy and Spike were out of the shop Giles picked up the phone and dialed LA. He hated having to involve Angel in this but he had a sneaking suspiscion on the identity of this master vampire. If it was who he thought it was they might need some help.

"Angel Investigations. We help the hopeless."
"Ah, Angel? Is that you?"
"Rupert? Is everything okay in Sunnydale?"
"No, things are possibly as far from okay as they have been in a long time."
"Tell me what's going on. Is it Buffy?"
"No, Buffy is fine. Spike on the other hand, well he may be in considerable danger."
"Spike is no longer my concern."
"Have you ever met up with a vampire that goes by the name of Thor?"
"Oh shit!"
"My sentiments exactly. By the desciption given, not to mention how they roughed Spike up and then let him go, I'd say it was him."
"Do you need me to come there?"
"No, not just yet. But be ready in case I change my mind."
"Of course. I don't have to tell you to be careful."
"No but you just did."
"I'll wait for your call. Goodbye Rupert."
"Goodbye Angel."

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2

2 days earlier.

"Hurry up Xander! I want to get there in time to have a late dinner before the restaurant closes!"
"I'm going as fast as I can Ahn. I had to shower first you know. Unless you want to drag me around LA smelling like sweat and sawdust."
"Eww, of course not! But your done now so hurry up and get the bags. It's dark outside and I want to leave now!"
"Alright I'm coming. Let's go, don't forget to lock up."

Xander headed down stairs to put the bags in the car with Anya following behind him. He never heard the silent footsteps approaching. When he felt a hand on his shoulder he turned around expecting to see his girlfriend. Instead he was met by deep blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. He watched as the man in front of him turned to game face. He looked over and saw Anya sprawled on the concrete, a vampire bent over her body. He could hear the slurping noise it made as it drained his lover. Resigned to his fate he inclined his head and offered up his neck to his killer. The last thought that crossed his mind was 'Funny, I always thought it would be Spike to kill me. I feel sort of gyped.'

Present day

Willow, Tara and Dawn entered the shop and found Giles sitting at the table with a cup of tea and several books in front of him. He looked up and smiled faintly at them before returning to his book. Willow and Tara exchanged a look and went to join him. Dawn shrugged her shoulders and followed.

"Where's Buffy? She sounded kinda urgent on the phone."
"I sent her and Spike to do a short patroll. It seems we have a new vampire in town. An old and powerful one at that. I would appreciate it if you girls could help me find any information on a vampire named Thor."
"Thor? Isn't that a viking name?"
"Yes Willow, it is. It's rather fitting as that is what he was when alive. Or at least that's what the legends say."
"Do we know why he's here?"
"No, so far the only information we have is that he had some of his minions work Spike over pretty hard before releasing him. That and he has a companion with him. A Childe."
"Um, Mr Giles? Wh what's the bi big deal a about him h having a Childe with him?"
"Well, in vampire clans, one makes many minions, they are like foot soldiers. They exsist to fight on your behalf, die in your stead, and well...warm your bed for lack of a better term. But Childer, they are only made very rarely. It's a heavy commitment to sire a Childe. Most vampires only make a handful of Childer over their lifetime. Angelus made two. Penn and Drucilla. Drucilla herself only made one, Spike. Spike has never made a Childe. He had the responsibility of caring for a damaged Sire to keep him busy. Angel's sire Darla only made one Childe. That of course was Angelus. I'm sorry if I'm confusing you Tara. To put it simply, if this new vampire is in town, and has brought his Childe along, it is likely that he plans on staying for a long time."
"Can't Buffy and Spike just hunt them down and kill them?"
"Under normal circumstances yes Dawn. But this is a very old and powerful vampire. His minions are stronger than most, and undoubtably his Childe is as well. We need to search for any weakness we can find before engaging him."

The four people at the table began pouring through the books. Meanwhile in another part of town a vampire and a slayer stalked silently through a cemetary. Hunting was poor this night, they'd only run across two vampires, weak fledges at that. They looked at each other, nodded, and headed back to the shop.

Four sets of eyes greeted them as they entered the shop. Buffy flopped down in the closest chair while Spike sat on the ladder that led to the loft.

"And how was patrol?"
"A couple of fledges, nothing else."
"You find anything in yer books watcher?"
"Ah, not as of yet Spike but I do have an idea of who it is we are looking for."
"Well? Come on Rupes, don't keep us in suspence."
"Er, I believe it is a very old vampire, goes by the name of Thor."

Giles and Spike shared a look that spoke of common knowledge and terrible things to come. Buffy saw the look and was at once scared and determined.

"Okay, so someone has 'viking' issues. You research, I slay. No big right?"
"Yeah, sure slayer. No big."
"Uh Buffy? Thor is a viking. At least he was before he was turned. A very very long time ago. If he's here, then it's not you who is in trouble."
"Then who?"
"That'd be me ducks."
"Uh why?"

Silence reigned again while Giles debated over how much to tell Buffy. He knew that Spike was a part of their group now, a somewhat reluctant part none the less, but still a part. However, Buffy was the slayer, and as such she would most likely turn her back on Spike if it meant resolving this conflict with minimum bloodshed.

Spike sat in silence waiting to see how much Rupert was going to tell his slayer. He knew why Thor was here, if it was indeed him. He really hoped it wasn't him. He didn't have a hope in hell if it was. Buffy would never risk herself or her little gang for him. He was in no position to defend himself, he couldn't make any minions, was estranged from his family, hell he didn't even know where his Sire was. And the closest thing he had to family was Angel. And that souled poof would probably stake him on sight. He decided to hell with it. He'd tell the slayer himself and let her throw him out.

"Sod it! He hunts other vampires. Only those not of his order, and only masters. I'm guessing tonight was about assessing my strength. He let me go only so he could hunt me down at his leisure."

Dawn looked like she was going to cry and the witches were holding each others hands tightly. Willow was the first to recover speach.

"I'll do what I can to help you Spike. There must be a spell or something that can help. Right?"
"I I I'm sure there is Sweety. D Don't w worry, we'll f find it."

Buffy was stunned. She had never heard of this 'Thor' guy before. And why did he hunt other vamps anyway?

"Spike, Giles? Why does he hunt his own kind?"
"Uh, for sport, or so I've read."
"He's old slayer. Strong enough that humans hold no challenge for him. He hunts vampires for the challenge it provides. That's why he only hunts masters, fledges are no better than humans, dumber even. As long as he doesn't kill his own order than he's not labelled traitor. Not that anyone would be stupid enough to call him that and live to tell."

This time Dawn spoke up.

"Um, if that's true than why do you get called a traitor? I mean you don't make vampires anymore, so it's not like you're killing within your order."
"Uh, actually bit, I am. Most of the vamps on the Hellmouth are Aurelias. The master was set up here for long time, then there was me an Dru, then Angelus made his grand reappearence. So yeah, I am."
"Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't know."
"Eh, no big deal luv, s'not like their my Childer or anything. Just a bunch of minions."

The group fell into silence again. Giles, Tara and Dawn continued to look through the diaries, Willow decided to go on-line and see if she could dig anything up, and Buffy sat thinking over the current problem. Spike was still waiting for the slayer to decide that he was too much trouble and ask him to leave. He was however surprised by the offer of help from the witches. Hopefully when Red buggered up this spell it would fall on Thor and not him.

Angel sat in the dark in his office. The phone call from Rupert had stirred up some rather unpleasant memories. He only hoped that Rupert was wrong, that Thor was in fact not in Sunnydale preparing to hunt his Grandchilde for sport. Spike was a pain in the ass, always was and always will be, but he was still family. His demon demanded he protect the boy. Luckily for his demon he was in control not it. Otherwise they would be in Sunnydale giving him a much better target. Spike was less than two centuries old, survivng on animal blood, living in a crypt and unable to even make minions to protect himself.

The last time he had seen Thor, about 75 years ago, he had been weak and pathetic, eating rats and hiding in abandon buildings. He hadn't even been worthy prey. Thor had spared his life, telling him he was weak and pathetic. He wasn't worth the time or effort to hunt down. The worst part was, Angel was dissapointed. He wanted to die, saw this master vampire as his ticket to freedom, the death he so craved but was to cowardly to cause himself.

Angelus hadn't believed the legends. Darla and even the master himself had told him tales of the Viking hunter. The vampire that was so old and powerful that he could find no thrill in the torture of humans, compared it to hunting a rabbit in a pen. The tales they told of hunts that lasted months, years even if the prey were crafty enough. But in the end no one had ever escaped. The master's Sire himself had been rumoured to have fallen victim to the Viking hunter. No one knew for sure, but he was never seen again, and the master assured his family that his death had been felt.

Now of course, Angelus knew better. He had looked upon the legend and been found unworthy. The demon raged at the memory, deeming the soul weak and inferior. It demanded that they prove they were worthy of attention, no matter the cost. It was thinking like that that led to things like Acathala. Again Angel was glad that he was in charge. Hopefully Buffy would help Spike. Otherwise he would have to go to Sunnydale, and he really didn't want to do that.

Sighing, Angel picked up the phone and dialed Willy's in Sunnydale. The least he could do to help was see that Spike was at least fed properly. Mabey it would alleviate some of his guilt for not going to help. Or at least calm the demon a bit.

After a lengthy conversation, involving many threats of bodily harm, Willy assured Angel that he would see to it that Spike had a regular supply of human blood delivered to the Magic Box. And that the blood wouldn't come from questionable sources.

Feeling somewhat better about himself, Angel locked down the office and headed for his room to brood in a more comfortable environment.

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3

1day earlier

Xander woke up feeling disoriented and ravenous. He didn't know where he was or how he got there. Actually, he didn't really know much of anything. He knew who he was, he was Xander Harris, he was involved with an ex-demon named Anya, he hung out with the slayer and helped to fight the nasties. He had a good job, construction, a nice apartment, and a passion for twinkies.

Happy that he could at least remember who he was, he sat up and took in his surroundings. He was in a large bedroom, on a very large, comfortable bed. There was a fire place on the far side of the room. A large sofa and two leather high backed chairs made up a sitting area near the fireplace. A table beside the bed held a pitcher of water and a glass. There were clothes laid out on the dresser, his clothes. Upon further examination he discovered that, yes, he was indeed naked. With that in mind he slid out of bed, keeping the sheet wrapped around him and retreived his clothes. He didn't how he got here or who brought him here, therefore he was definately not going to cross the room naked.

He could hear sounds outside the door. They didn't sound close, also he could smell something. It wasn't anything familiar at all. He stepped closer to the door and inhaled sharply. That was when he realized that he hadn't actually breathed since waking up.

Xander panicked, he frantically searched for a heartbeat, a pulse, anything to prove he wasn't dead, or undead as the case might be. Unfortunately what he found only confirmed his suspiscions. Then the memories came back. Anya, the blond haired vampire, the sights, the sounds. He covered his ears and squeezed his eyes shut. He didn't want to remember this.

Why was he so hurt by it? Everything he had ever read about vampires, everything deadboy and Spike ever told him came back to him in a brutal assult. He was sure something had gone wrong with his turning. He was supposed to be bloodthirsty, wanting to kill his friends and family, well to be fair he did want to kill his family. But he had wanted to do that when he was still alive. So why was he grieving for Anya? Why was he afraid for the Scoobies? Where the hell was his Sire? And why wasn't he explaining this to him? Should he even tell him?

Xander thought it over and decided not to mention his possible soul-having to his Sire. It was likely a mistake, a mistake he didn't want corrected. Hopefully he could fool whoever this vampire was long enough to get back to the gang and warn them. He just had to keep his cool and play along.

Just as he was starting to get a little worried that he would be left alone forever the door opened and the blond man entered.

"Ah, I see you have awakened. That is good. I must say, I never imagined I would find such a perfect specimen in this horrible little town. I am pleased. Now, you must tell me your name."

Xander looked at the vampire in front of him. He had mixed emotions about him, the demon in him roared to the surface, he felt his fangs break through his gums, his forehead constricted with ridges. He raised his hands and tentatively touched one sharp canine. He shook his head, driving the demon to the back ground, his face returned to normal. He did however feel compelled to answer the question.

"Xander. Well, Alexander Harris actually."
"Hmm. A good name, a strong name. I like it, you may keep it."
"Uh, thanks?"
"Now, I am curious, do you remember your past life, your turning?"
"Uh, yeah."
"Then tell me. Why did you offer yourself to me? You seemed to know what I am and yet you didn't fight. You weren't afraid. This intrigues me."
"Oh, I ah, I know all about vampires and demon's and such. My girlfriend, the women I was with, she used to be a vengence demon. Anyanka was her name."
"Ah, Anyanka. Had I known I assure you I would have spared her."
"Okay, uh can I ask you something?"
"Of course, all I have is yours, including my knowledge. Ask away."
"Who are you? I mean aside from being my Sire. Are you a master vampire at least? God, I hope I haven't been turned by a fledgeling."

The blond vampire looked at his newest Childe, he saw the sincerity in his eyes at his question. He had chosen well, this boy would make a fine companion. He was bright and inquisitive and funny.

"My name is Thor. And I am a master vampire, no worries there Alexander"
"Okay, Thor. Suits you, it's funny you know, my girlfriend always said I was a Viking in the sack, and now here I am sitting on a bed and talking to a vampire who thinks he's a Viking. My life can't get any wierder."

Thor laughed out loud, he was sure that he hadn't had such a geniune laugh in ages. This young man was proving to be a real treat. It would help make the years pass more pleasurably with him at his side.

"Yes, well I assure you that I am also a Viking in the sack, as well as anywhere else actually. You have the honor of being sired by the oldest vampire in known existance. I have made only two other Childer in my long lifespan, both are lost to me. You are a welcome addition in my life, Alexander."

"Thank you Sire. I have more questions, can I ask them?"
"But of course."
"Are you going to hurt me? You know, torture and rape? 'Cause I know that Deadboy did all those things to Spike and Dru and well, not looking forward to it to be honest."

Once again the vampire found himself laughing at the truthfull nature of his Childe. It was refreshing to speak with someone so amusing.

"No, when I take you to bed it will be for pleasure not punishment. As for the torture, I find no need to beat obedience into my Childer. Minions are a different story, they need it to be kept in line. I will teach you everything you need to know with gentle guidance. As long as you follow my instruction you need not fear me. I have no desire to inflict harm upon you."

"Okay. But uh, still a little wigged about the bed part. I ah, never slept with a man before."
"That's not a problem. As a vampire, you'll find that you won't have the restrictions, sexually, that you had as a human. I promise I will be gentle. It will be good for you, you will enjoy it."

Xander swallowed the huge lump that had formed in his throat. He knew he was a vampire, the fangs and ridges had proved that. But listening to his Sire talk about bedding him and making it good for him had made him hard. That above all else proved that he was so not human anymore. Guys had never appealed to him before. Did this mean that all vamps were bi? Did Spike shag guys? And why was the thought of Spike shagging him making him even harder? He really wanted to go home. Better yet, wake up and realize this was all a dream.

The feel of cool lips pressing against his own shook him out of his thoughts. He opened his eyes breifly and then snapped them shut again. He didn't want to watch this. He felt the bed dip as his Sire climbed onto it beside him. Hands were gently tugging at his clothes and stroking his now cool flesh.

He was more turned on that he had ever been, it was strange. He found himself unable to stop as he reached out and pulled the other man closer. Moaning as he was laid down gently on the bed. The gentle pressure of the mouth on his left him momentarily and he groaned in frustration only to sigh with pleasure as his shirt was removed and a cool bare chest draped across his own. The lips were back on his and a tongue was lightly tracing his bottom lip awaiting entrence to his mouth. He parted his lips and met the intusive tongue with his own.

They lay there kissing passionately for some time untill Xander became frustrated and wanted more contact. He slipped a hand between himself and his Sire and loosened the button and zipper on his Sire's trousers. Taking the hint, Thor swiftly divested them both of their remaining clothes. He lowered himself onto Xander once again. Xander moaned at the contact of the other mans skin touching him from head to toe. It was the most erotic thing he had ever felt.

Thor traced his fingers lightly over Xanders hard shaft. He had not taken a male Childe before so this was a new experience for him as well. Oh he had plenty of experience having sex with males. He just never wanted to be this gentle and careful before. He wanted this to be the most enjoyable experience Alexander ever had.

That in mind, he sucked his finger into his mouth, thoroughly wetting it before sliding just the tip into his lovers opening. Xander made a noise somewhere between a yelp and a growl. Thor pushed in a bit further and found Xanders prostrate. Xander erupted into a throaty purr.

"I told you I would make it good for you. Do you want more?"
"Yes, please! Please Sire more!"

Thor chuckled and slipped a second and then a third finger into Xanders ass. The dark haired vampire panted and growled, he whimpered when the fingers left his channel only to purr happily when his Sire's cock slowly filled the void.

Thor started a slow rythem, only gradually increasing the pace when when Xander was comfortable. He stroked Xanders cock in time with his thrusts. When his orgasm was aproaching he leaned forward and offered his throat to his Childe. Xander needed no further prompting, he hadn't even realized that he had shifted to game face some time during their coupling. He sank his fangs into Thor's neck, tasting the sweet powerful blood as it filled his mouth, he swallowed the the blood as he came all over his Sire's hand and both thier stomaches. He heard his Sire's roar of completion just before he felt the cool liquid shoot into him and the sharp fangs slice into his throat. He came again and then passed out.

Xander was dreaming, he was being pleasured by his Sire. It was wonderful, more than he had imagined. He looked up into the face of his lover. Seeing the passion in the deep blue eyes, the lock of dirty blond hair falling over his forehead. He gasped as his Sires eyes lightened to an ice blue, the hair grew shorter and lighter in colour. He bared his throat as his climax aproached. He felt the fangs pierce his skin and he howled his lovers name.

"SPIKE!"

Xander bolted upright in bed. He looked around the room frantically until he determined that he was alone. He just had the most erotic dream of his entire life, and it was about Spike. He was sure that Thor would not appreciate knowing that. With a groan of frustration Xander threw himself back on the bed and fell into a restless sleep.

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4

Present day earlier that evening

Xander had woken up just before sunset to find Thor sitting in one of the chairs waiting for him.

"Good evening Alexander. I trust you slept well?"
"Yeah, I did. Thanks."
"Clean up and get dressed. We'll get you fed and then I start your training."
"Training?"
"Hunting of course. I came to the Hellmouth on a hunting trip, I don't plan to give it up just because I have taken a Childe. Besides, it will be good for you to to learn on worthy opponents."
"Worthy?"
"Yes worthy. Now run along and get cleaned up. I would like to leave soon."

Xander had never been at his most alert on waking. So he just did as instructed and stumbled in the direction that Thor had pointed to. Turned out to be a very large, nicely decorated bathroom. He took a quick shower, washing away the remains of last night. Both from his time with Thor and from his dream about Spike.

After drying off he came back out into the bedroom to get dressed. He noticed that Thor was still there so he kept his back to him with out looking like he was keeping his back to him.

Thor watched his Childe move about the room dressing. He was overcome by the beauty the young man possesed, he wanted to hunt his quarry tonight, but he was driven to have his lovely Alexander again first.

Xander sensed his Sires aproach. He felt cool arms slip around his waist. He leaned his head back on his Sires shoulder. He was compelled to want this man. He had alot more sympathy for Spike all of a sudden. No wonder he kept putting up with Drucilla running around on him, and Angelus being a right bastard. He really had no choice.

He felt the large hands slip into the front of his unfastened jeans, his cock growing hard instantly. He helplessly thrust into the hand wrapped around his length as he moaned. He was turned in his Sires arms until they were facing one another. Thor leaned down and gently kissed Xander. Xander fumbled with the belt at Thors waist, finally getting it opened he practically tore the pants open until he had his Sires cock in his hand. He stroked it softly and earned an apreciative moan .

Thor slid to his knees and engulfed Xanders erection. He slid it in and out of his mouth slowly, twirling his tongue around the tip on every up-stroke. Xander panted with unneeded breath and started to thrust into the cool mouth that enveloped him. Thor sped up his strokes and sucked Xander harder, taking him completely into his mouth and swallowing hard around the tip of his cock. That was all Xander needed and he came with a roar.

Xander took a minute to come down from his post orgasmic bliss. He then kicked his pants the rest of the way off and got down on his hands and knees. He looked over his shoulder to see his Sire's reaction. Thor didn't hesitate to mount him. He quickly prepared him and then slid into Xander from behind.

Xander decided that he liked this position just as much as the first one. Except for his knees getting rugburn. He thrust himself back against the older vampire in an attempt to get him to push harder. When that didn't work he simply voiced his pleas.

"Sire, please! Harder! Please!"

Thor pounded into Xander with a brute force. He pulled him up off his hands and grabbed hold of his cock as he continued to pound into him. Xander came again with a howl. Thor tore into the side of Xanders neck as he came right behind him.

They collapsed onto the floor and Thor pulled Xander close to him and licked the wound on his throat clean. He then brought his wrist to his Childes lips.

"Drink Alexander. You have not fed yet and my blood will strengthen you."

Xander felt his fangs drop, a sensation he was sure he would never get used to, and sliced into his Sires wrist. The blood was powerful, spicy, and rich. He could taste things in the blood, not just the power, but emotions and alot of other things he couldn't figure out yet. He pulled his fangs from Thors wrist and licked the wound. They dressed in companionable silence and Xander followed Thor from the room.

Downstairs there were a number of human servents milling about the house. They were cleaning and setting things out on shelves and generally unpacking. Thor motioned for a dark haired girl of around 20 to join them. The girl walked up to Thor and bared her neck in supplication.

"No Chantal, I have dined this evening already, but thank you. I want you to meet Alexander."
"Hello Alexander. Have you dined this evening?"
"Uh, no."
"Then I implore you, feed from me sir."

Chantal walked to Xander and just as before she bared her neck to him. Thor watched the bloodlust rush forward and was pleased at Xanders control.

"Do not kill her. I make it a point to never kill my servents. Don't worry Alexander, I will teach you when to stop feeding before it becomes fatal."

Xander hesitantly leaned toward the tempting scent of hot living blood. He was at once aroused by the idea of sinking his fangs into her tender flesh and draining her. At the same time he wanted to run and hide, disgusted by the thought of it. In the end self preservation won and he gently pulled the girl closer and as painlessly as possible sunk his fangs into her.

Hot fresh living blood filled his mouth and he swallowed in absolute rapture. It was like nothing else he had ever tasted. He could lose himself in the taste of this girl, thankfully Thor did as promised and gently pulled him away before he could hurt her. The two of them swiftly left the house together, Thor in the lead.

Xander followed his Sire around the back of the large house to an older cottage on the back of the property. He opened the door and motioned for the occupants inside to emerge. Xander watched as 6 large vampires in game face came out of the building.

"Tonight we hunt. My quarry is a master vampire. He is of the order of Aurelias, William the Bloody. The last I heard he was described as having white-blond hair and dresses in all black with a long leather trench coat. You know the routine, tonight if we find him you will test him for me. I want to make sure he is worthy of my effort to hunt him."

The minions nodded in understanding. Thor turned to leave, Xander followed with a sick feeling in the pit of his stomache. Spike was in trouble and he didn't know how to save him. Could he even save him?

Unfortuneately, Spike was a creature of habit. Just like any other vampire he was naturally drawn to the prospect of violence. All Thor had to do was have his boys make enough noise, fighting and whatnot, and Spike showed up to investigate. Xander kept his back to the peroxide blond as much as possible. He didn't want the gang to find out about his turning until he had a chance to explain and prove himself. Besides, Thor had said that this was just a test tonight. This bought him a little more time to come up with a plan.

Spike was taking quite a beating. He didn't know where these vampires had come from but they were stronger than your average minion. He saw a blonde vampire watching from a distance, he seemed to be interested in the outcome of this little fight. Spike could sense the power radiating from the blond, it was a warning to him. He watched as a brunette vampire stepped close to the blond and whispered in his ear.

"That's enough. Let him go now."

Spike was immediately released. the vampires that were thrashing him simply turned and walked away. Ordinarily Spike would have jumped on them and beaten them to a bloody pulp but the simple fact was, his demon recognized the power from the other as stronger than anything he'd ever come up against. He scented the air, he picked up the minions, their scent still surrounded him. But he could also smell the other two, the brunette was a Childe, he reaked of his Sire. He was powerful too, young but strong. Spike raced off to the Magic Box to warn Buffy.

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5

Buffy watched Spike from the corner of her eye. He seemed to be waiting for something, edgy almost. It suddenly occured to her that he probably expected her to throw him out before he put the rest of them in danger. Not too long ago she would have too. Things change, she had changed. Life was short, no matter how many times you get resurrected, and good friends and alies are hard to come by. Spike was a Scooby now, mind you he would never admit it, but he was. She wouldn't let him go off on his own to be hunted down like some animal. He had proven his worth too many times in the past couple of years.

"Spike?"
"Yeah slayer?"
"Just wanted to let you know that I'm not going to throw your ass out or anything. Willow and Tara have offered their help with the magic, and I'm offering my help as well. If this Thor thinks he come to my town and mess with my friends, he's got another thing coming."
"So, you consider me a friend then do ya?"
"Um...well, oh hell! Yes Spike. I consider you a friend. But if you tell anyone I'll tie you up and torture you."
"Oooh, sounds like fun, I might have to take you up on that one. After we deal with this Thor wanker."

Just then there was a knock at the door of the shop. Buffy grabed a stake and headed to answer it. She pulled the shade down a bit to peak out side.

"Willy? Why are you here?"
"Look, can you open the door? It's bad enough that I have to be here, I don't want anyone to see me. It's bad for business to be seen socializing with the slayer and friends."
"Fine, come in. Now why are you here?"
"Spike. I am here because of Spike. Here, take this so I can go already."
"Er, what is it mate? I ain't touching it until I know what it is."
"Oh for Gods sake. Didn't Angel call you? Why the hell am I even doing this if you didn't know?"
"Angel? What the hell does that wanker have to do with this?"
"Oh you mean besides calling and threatening me? Look, he told me I get to live with all four limbs attached if I provide you a steady supply of human blood from a reputable source. So, here it is. Can I go now?"
"Steady supply huh? So when can I expect you again?"
"Every other day. Here. preferably just after sunset."
"Ta mate. I'll be sure to let Angel know if you don't come through."
"Yeah, whatever. Slayer, a pleasure as always."

Willy hurried past Buffy and out the door. Spike picked up the styrofoam cooler off the counter where it had been set. Inside were about 20 bags of human blood. He wondered when the watcher had called Angel, and what he had told him. The poof must have heard of this Thor bugger if he was suddenly concerned enough to make sure he was fed well enough to gain back his strength.

"Giles, did you call Angel?"
"Yes Buffy, while you and Spike were on patrol. I had a suspiscion that it was Thor we were dealing with, Angel confirmed it."
"So that's why he's sending Spike 'Blood-O-Grams' hand delivered by our resident snitch?"
"It would appear so."
"Okay. Just wanted to know."

Willow had been searching the internet for any clues on this Thor guy, so far she hadn't found anything that had to do with vampires. She did find several sites having to do with gay porn, a costume store, and a history of the Norse culture. Deciding that she might find something there she bookmarked it to come back to and continued her search.

Giles and Dawn had no luck what so ever with the watcher diaries. There was very little mention of Thor in them at all. Apparently because he rarely killed his victim, and spent most of his free time hunting other vampires, the slayers and watchers left him alone.

Tara had given up the search through the diaries when Willow had offered magical help to Spike. She currently sat with several spell texts piled in front of her making notes on which ones she thought would be the most usefull. She wondered where Xander and Anya were, they should have come by now. Then of course she realized that they were probably having sex and that was why they were late. She blushed at her thoughts and concentrated on the book in front of her.

Xander was trying to figure out the best way to get a message to the Scooby's. He needed to let them know he was alright. But was he alright? Now that he thought about it he wasn't so sure. He had managed to get Thor to call off his boys by whispering to him that he wanted to go home and be taken to bed. After a very rigorus session with his Sire, he was now relaxing in the very large tub in his private bathroom. How Spike could live in a crypt with no access to water, especially hot water, he'd never understand. If he had learned one thing about being undead, it was that a hot bath was almost equal to great sex.

Great sex, that was another thing that had surprised him. As a mortal he had never considered sex with a man. The whole idea squicked him. He wasn't opposed to homosexuality, it just wasn't for him. Now, it didn't bother him. Sure the first time he was nervous, scared even, but he wasn't disgusted. He assumed it was because Thor was his Sire and because of that he was bound to him. But that didn't explain the erotic dream he had about Spike. Nor did it explain the fact that while he was having sex with Thor a little while ago he was picturing Spike behind closed eyelids.

He really wanted to know why for all intents and purposes he was a soul-having freak of a vampire. Obviously it was not Thors doing or he would have mentioned it. Also he would not have worried about Xander possibly killing that servant girl. So how did this happen? It couldn't have been the Scooby's, they didn't even know he was missing. Besides, the sex would have broken the curse. So what the hell happened?

Frustrated, Xander climbed out of the bath and dried off. He slipped into a pair of chocloate brown silk pajamas and lounged on the sofa in front of the fire. He didn't want to be here, he wanted to see his friends, and he wanted to make sure that Spike was okay. He wanted to know if anyone had found Anya's body, if there was even a body to be found. In sunnydale there was always something that would take care of a body no questions asked. He wanted to go home and surround himself with her things and cry. He couldn't do that here, he couldn't even let himself think about Anya for more than a minute, otherwise he would fall apart and he would never get away.

Back in the magic shop Willow had given up on her computer search. Even the Norse history had provided very little information. Thor was believed to be a Norse God, the fact that he was a vampire was no big surprise to her, many ancient cultures had worshipped demons and vampires as false Gods. She learned nothing more than than the usual Viking God stuff. None of which pointed to him being a vampire. For all she knew they weren't even the same person. Maybe this Viking vampire just wanted a cool name, or mabey he was making a point by naming himself after a God. She closed her laptop and picked up a spell book. Mabey she would have more luck helping Tara find spells.

Buffy decided it was time to take Dawn home, she did after all have school the next day. So after saying goodbye and having a quick conversation with Giles she left. The witches decided to call it a night as well but promised to continue to search for spells to help Spike. Spike grabbed his coat and the cooler and was headed for the door when Giles stopped him.

"Spike?"
"Yeah mate?"
"Er, where are you staying tonight?"
"My crypt. Where else."
"Oh, uh do you think that's safe?"
"Probly not, but s'where I live innit?"
"Yes well, I was thinking that perhaps, just until we deal with this problem, that you might consider staying at my place again."
"Really? I suppose that would be safer wouldn't it?"
"Yes quite. Buffy would have offered but she is concerned about Dawn being too close to this."
"Alright then, grab yer stuff and let's go then. You look like you could use some sleep."

Spike and Giles left the shop and climbed into the watchers car. They didn't notice the vampire that was watching them. As they pulled away and headed back to the apartment complex they were followed by the same vampire, he took notice of where Giles lived and the fact that Spike had entered without an invitation and headed back to his master to report in.

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6

The following day found the group back at the Magic Box. Giles was somewhat concerned when Anya didn't show up for work. The fact that neither she nor Xander had shown up for the meeting the night before wasn't a big concern as they all figured they had probably just gotten home rather late or were other wise occupied in the bedroom. But for Anya to miss a chance to make money was almost unheard of. He left a message on the answering machine and waited for her to either call or show up. Buffy had gone down to the construction site to check up on Xander and find out if maybe Anya was sick and unplugged the phone.

Willow and Tara had an early class that day but came by afterwards, they were currently explaining the many spells they had thought might help to Giles. Spike was sitting on the stairs enjoying his fourth mug of warm human blood of the day.

Buffy came back from Xanders work looking rather freaked out and motioned for Giles to follow her to the back room. Giles asked the girls to watch the shop for a few minutes and followed Buffy. Spike looked as though he were ignoring the lot of them but he was listening intently to the conversation going on in the back.

"Buffy, what is it?"
"Xander never showed up for work today."
"Oh. That's rather strange. Perhaps they didn't make it back from their trip last night."
"No. I went by their apartment. The car was there, and when I knocked on the door no one answered."
"Perhaps we should see if we can get inside. Have a look around."
"Willow has a key, Xander gave it to her for emergencies. I just don't want to freak her out."
"I understand that Buffy, but we need to go over there and make sure everything is okay."
"I know. I'll ask her for the key. Maybe I should take Spike with me just in case. You know all those vamp senses could come in handy."
"Yes of course, just don't mention that to Willow, find some other reason to get him to go with you."
"What, like he's not listening in on this whole conversation? Please."
"How very silly of me. Of course he is."

Out in the other room Spike smirked and finished off his mug. Buffy and Giles walked back into the room and Spike winked at them. The slayer and her watcher exchanged an amused knowing look and then smiled at Spike. It was enough to slightly throw him.

"What?"
"Oh nothing."
"Bull. What are you smiling about slayer."
"Just that I've got you figured out. I know all your sneaky little tricks."
"Not all my tricks luv, but anytime you want a demonstration, you just let me know."
"Ewww! Spike you are such a pig!"

Spike just nodded at her and left the room to rinse his mug. Buffy took a deep breath and aproached the counter where Willow and her lover were talking softly about some spell they had found.

"Hey Wills? Do you still have a key for Xanders place?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Could I borrow it? I just want to pop over and check on Anya. She must be really sick to miss out on making money and unappropriate comments to others."
"Oh, okay. Do you want me to come with?"
"Nah, you stay here and work on the spells, I'll ask Spike to join me."
"Why?"
"Uh, Anya and him have some strange demon friendship thing going on, mabey he can cheer her up describing some of his bad old days."
"Bleeeck! Not what I'd want to hear when I'm sick, but then this is Anya we're talking about."

Buffy got the key from Willow and Pulled her car up out back in the alley. Spike grabbed his blanket and lied down in the backseat under it. When they got to Xanders Buffy parked in the shade as close to the door as possible. The two of them then made there way up to Xanders door. After knocking once to be polite Buffy put the key in the lock and opened the door. Spike scented the air.

"I don't smell any blood, but there's no heartbeats either."
"Okay, maybe they aren't here."
"Only one way to find out."

Buffy walked into the apartment and looked around. When she was out of sight Spike stuck his hand through the doorway. There was no barrier. He had never been invited inside Xanders new place. He pulled his hand back just as Buffy reappeared.

"Spike, why are you still out there?"
"Never been here before luv, can't come in."
"Oh. Xander will probably kill me for this, but come in Spike."
"Ta luv, don't mind if I do."

They searched the apartment and found nothing. Spike suggested that Buffy search the car as well. See if their luggage was still in it. They locked up and went back downstairs. Spike was able to jimmy the lock on the pasenger side door as it was in the shade and Buffy climbed into the car. Other than the usual soft drink cans and twinkie wrappers there wasn't anything in it. She popped the trunk and climbed back out.

In the trunk were two large suitcases. She dragged them out and over into the shade. Spike opened one while she did the other. The suitcases were full of clean folded clothes. Nothing had been worn. This left Buffy with the obvious conclusion that Xander and Anya never made their weekend away. Whatever had happened to them had been three days ago.

Spike already knew of course that the ex-demon and the boy were dead. He wouldn't have been able to enter the apartment otherwise. He had a bad feeling about the whelp, one he wasn't up to sharing just yet so he kept his mouth shut. Buffy put the siutcases back in the car and locked it up. They got back into her car and she dropped Spike off at the shop before heading to the school to pick up Dawn.

Three days her friend had been missing. Anything could have happened in that time. She was scared for Xander and Anya. To be missing in Sunnydale for three days was a sure sign of trouble. She only hoped that when they found them they were still alive.

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7

Spike slipped silently into the shop and hid in the back room. He needed some time to think. He knew that the boy and his ex-demon bint were dead but what he was unsure of was if they were they walking around dead or rotting corpse dead. He was willing to place bets that at least Xander was among the walking around.

He tried to recall every image of the previous night, it was kind of hard considering he was having the piss beaten out of him at the time. He thought about the brunette who's face he never saw. The fact that he had been released after the brunette whispered something to the blonde vampire. And then there was the striking similarity between the vampire and Xander. He couldn't be a hundred percent seeing as he had no idea how being turned would have changed the whelps scent, not to mention how the younger vampire was literally covered in the scent of his Sire. But it was just too bloody conveinient not to be true.

"Soddin hell. Xander's a vampire! And he ain't mine! God damn friggin soldiers, I'd have turned the boy and red years ago if it weren't for this bloody chip. Angelus gave that boy to me and now some friggin Viking has him. It's bloody unfair I tell you."

Spike continue to mutter curses about the unfairness of his predicament, and the initiative soldiers in general. Giles came into the back and caught him muttering.

"Oh, Spike. I hadn't realized you were back here."
"Yeah, just needed some time to think is all."
"How did things go at Xanders?"
"Not good mate, bloody bad to tell the truth."
"Oh. Were they ah. There?"
"No. Place was empty. We checked the car, suitcases all nicely stored in the trunk. None of the stuff had been worn Rupert. They've been missing since Friday night I'd wager."
"Oh dear."
"There's more."
"Are they..."
"Yeah, but the slayer don't know that."
"Then how....?"
"I've never been invited into the new place. Today I put my hand through the doorway, no barrier. Buffy didn't see me do it. I played stupid. I couldn't tell her."
"I understand Spike but she needs to know."
"There's one other thing watcher. I'm pretty sure that Xander is the vampire from last night. The brunette Childe I described to ya. This is gonna tear them apart."
"Dear lord. How am I going to tell them?"
"Don't. Not yet anyway, let's wait 'till we know for sure hey."
"You're right. We need to be positive before we say anything. Perhaps you could patrol tonight. Mabey get a better look without getting caught?"
"I'll give it a go. You want to inform peaches? See if his bint has had any helpful visions?"
"I'm sure he'd have called but it can't hurt to try."

Spike left the room so Giles could call in private. He wandered into the front area of the shop just as Buffy and Dawn came in. Buffy looked at Spike in question. He shook his head sadly and she sighed. She went to Willow and slid the key across the table to her. Willow looked up at her and Buffy nodded toward Dawn before shaking her head and heading for the training room. Willow squeezed Taras hand and then got up and followed her.

Spike and Tara sat at the table with Dawn while she started on her homework. Tara looked up at Spike and he gave her a sad look. Then they heard Willow start to sob loudly from the rear of the store.

"Best go see to your girl luv."

Tara nodded and barely succeeded from running toward her lover. Dawn looked at Spike and knew something was wrong.

"Spike what's going on?"
"Yer sis will explain it to ya in a minute nibblet."
"It's bad isn't it?"
"Yeah luv, It is. Go on and talk to her pet. I'll hold down the fort."

Dawn wearily headed toward the rest of the group in the training room. She spared one last look at Spike. He looked as though some one had kicked his puppy, or his best friend had died. Well the only way she was going to find out what was going on was to walk through that door. The part of her that wanted to be one of the grown ups demanded that she do it while the part that still wanted to be a little girl wanted to go home and climb into bed with mom and believe the world was a safe and happy place. Unfortunately her mom was dead and she knew the truth about the evil that lurked in the dark. Preparing herself for more bad news she pushed the door open and stepped inside the room.

Giles had just hung up the phone with Angel when he heard Willow start to cry. He hated this. He never wanted children, had never married to ensure that he was never tied down with more responsibilty than his slayer. Funny how life throws you curves. He ended up with four children that he considered his in every way that counted. Buffy, Willow, Xander and Dawn. They were his world now. And now he had lost one of them. He felt the loss of Anya as well, her and Tara had earned their place in his family and his heart as well. In truth even Spike was family to him now, like the brother who never grew up and camps out on your sofa and drinks all your beer and never goes away. Still family no matter how annoying he is. Angel had been saddened as well, once again offering to come to Sunnydale. Giles had reassured him that his presence was unneccesary. That there was nothing he could do for Xander or Buffy for that matter.

He had inquired as was his purpose for the call, whether Cordelia had perhaps had any visions pertaining to this matter. He was informed that no, unfortunately they knew nothing more than what he himself had told Angel. They exchanged promises to keep each other informed of any new developments and then rung off.

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It didn't take long for the group to re-emerge from the training room. All of the girls looked as though they had had a good cry. Dawn went to Spike and buried her head in his chest. Buffy cast him a grateful glance for caring so much for her sister. Spike nodded in return and wrapped his arms around the youngest Summers woman who had earned a place in his unbeating heart.

Willow and Tara were looking up a locator spell to use on Xander and Anya, Giles was looking for someway to mess it up with out their knowledge. If Spike's suspicions were true and Xander was indeed a vampire it would destroy Willow. He didn't want to see what foolish magic she would undoubtably use in her grief.

As soon as the sun went went down Buffy was out the door to patrol. She really needed to kill some bad guys tonight. Spike settled Dawn in with the witches and headed out to track down Xander. He only hoped he found Xander before Thor and his boys found him.

Xander was feeling restless. He hating being trapped inside. When you grew up in a house like his you learned early on in life to love the great outdoors. And now that he no longer needed to fear the creatures that bumped in the night he wanted out. He wanted out now! So as soon as the sun had set he went looking for Thor to beg him if neccesary to let him go out for a while.

Thor was in the library when Xander came in. He noticed the rigid way his Childe held himself. The tension poured off of him in waves. He wanted to know why he was so tense, if there was anything he could do to alleviate it.

"Alexander. You are troubled."
"I...well I feel as though I'm suffocating. And yes I see the irony of that statement coming from a vampire. Seriously Sire. May I go out for a few hours?"
"Of course. I see no harm in that. I would ask you to feed first. This town is home to a slayer and I do not wish to draw attention."
"Of course. Um, who should I ah...bite?"
"Oh, Alexander you are truely a delight. Sit, I shall call Cassandra and Amelia. You should feed from both of them as I have not given you my blood this day."

After feeding Xander left the estate, it was the only acceptable discription of the house, if Angels place was a mansion then this place was truley an estate. He had thought about going to the Magic Box but he wasn't sure if he was being followed. That ruled out the Bronze or any other place his friends went to. Sighing in disgust he headed to the only place left to him, Willy's bar.

The room fell silent when Xander walked into the dimly lit demon bar. The other patrons could tell that while he was newly made, he was very strong. Xander ignored the assorted demons and eventually they all went back to their business. Xander plopped himself on a stool at the bar and waited for Willy to come to him.

"Hey kid, tough break. It was bound to happen sooner or later hanging around with the slayer."
"Yeah. It was always a possibility. Give me a beer alright."
"Sure thing kid. Look, I gotta ask ya, who's your Sire?"
"Kinda personal don't you think."
"Well it's just, there's some wierd shit going on the last few days, alot of new vamps in town, Angel harrassing me from LA to deliver blood to Spike at the watchers shop, and you come in here tonight not even dead a week and more powerful than Angelus himself. I'm just trying to figure out if I should be scared or not. You understand."
"Yeah I do. Did you say you were delivering blood to Spike?"
"Yeah. Every other day. It's going to ruin my reputation."
"I need a favor. In return I'll answer a few of your questions. Deal?"
"Deal. What do you need?"
"A pen, some paper and an envelope to start. Then I want you to deliver the envelope to Spike with his blood shipment. If you snoop, I'll find out. You don't want to cross me. What I'll do to you will make the slayers attentions feel like a lovers caress. Understood?"
"Yeah. No problem. I'll be seeing him tomorrow right after sunset. That soon enough?"
"It'll do. Now, paper, pen , envelope?"

Willy rushed off to find the requested items for the newest powerful vampire to fuck with his life. He started to seriously consider relocating off the mouth of Hell. It attracted all the weirdos and power-hungry demons.
Willy placed the items on the bar in front of Xander along with another beer and hurried away. Xander wrote a brief but detailled acount of his turning, including his theory of having a soul. He Also informed Spike of Anyas death. He sealed the envelope and placed a small drop of blood on the top left corner. He then motioned for Willy to return.

"I'm finished. You still want answers?"
"Uh, yeah I guess."
"Don't guess. Do you or don't you?"
"I do."
"Good enough. First, let me say that I will not name my Sire. I will tell you that he is not here to cause trouble with the slayer, he has no designs on the Hell mouth nor are we staying for any length of time. I don't know what Angels deal is, but I doubt it has anything to do with us. He's been kept in the dark about Spike's.....problem, most likely he just recently found out and this is his attempt to make it up to him and alleviate his own guilt. That's all I'm going to tell you. Now, is that sufficient to ensure that my message gets delivered?"
"S sure. no problem."
"Thank you. What do I owe you for the beers?"
"On me. Sort of a welcome to how the other half lives. Or doesn't I guess. Take your pick."

Xander nodded his acceptance of the offer and swallowed down the barely cool liquid. He stood, turned on his heel and left the bar. Hopefully Spike would take the letter for what it is. A warning. Since waking up a member of the fang club Xander had come to understand Spike in ways he never thought possible. He hoped that if they both survived this they might become friends. At least.

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9

Spike wandered through town keeping in the shadows trying to find Xander or at least one of the vamps that beat him up the other night so he could follow it. So far no such luck. Thor must be keeping a low profile in town. Spike was guessing he was avoiding having the slayer learn of his presence, he must not know that Spike was a part of their little do-gooder brigade.

After a few hours of wandering around and finding nothing Spike decided to go to Willy's and see if he was aware of the new power in town. Maybe he could find out where Thor was staying. Willy was nothing if not informed. For a snivelling, pathethic little human, Willy knew how to stay alive living on the mouth of Hell. Never choose sides and gather and give information to whoever was your biggest threat at the moment. Most demons wouldn't think twice about killing Willy if he wasn't so well informed. Spike would bet money that Willy knew what colour the slayers knickers were today.

It took Spike about a half hour to get to the bar and in that time he thought about what he would do if it turned out Xander was a vampire. He could warn the boy, get him out of town before his friends cursed him like they did to peaches last time Angelus made an appearance, or he could drag him back to the shop and restain him until his friends cursed him. He wouldn't stake him. Not a chance in Hell. He finally decided to talk to the watcher first, if they could change the curse, no loop-holes, then he would help them re-soul the boy. Otherwise he would tell the bugger to run, vampires - souled or not - should not be forced to live without sex. Killing - whether it was for food or sport, fucking and fighting were the main attraction of their existance. Angel could do two of the three, but without the sex look at how bloody miserable he was. He wouldn't inflict that on Xander. One broody brunette in his unlife was more than enough.

Spike knew something was up with Willy the moment he entered the bar. The greasy little man paled visibly and scurried into the back room. Spike was never a patient vampire so instead of waiting at the bar like a good little vamp, he went after him.

Willy was waiting in the store room for Spike, he knew he would follow him in here and to tell the truth he was glad to see him. He wanted to deliver the message to him and get him and the letter out of his bar. For some reason ever since Xander had been in earlier that night his clientelle, especially the vampires, had been acting on edge.

"H hey Spike."
"Willy. Some reason you're hiding from me?"
"Not from you, look I was hoping you'd follow me in here okay?"
"Look, you're not my type mate. Can't blame ya for finding me attractive though. I am a handsome bloke."
"Uh...okay? I have a message for you. Here, now please leave."
"What's this then? Who's it from and who gave it to you.?"
"It's from the same person who gave it to me. He was here earlier and wrote it at the bar. He asked me to give it to you tomorrow when I drop off your blood. Seeing as your here now you can take it and leave. My customers have been acting strange all night, I'm surprised you haven't noticed anything."
"Oh I have, there's a sense of power hanging in the air here, just that I'm a master vampire. Things like that don't bother me much."

Spike examined the envelope in his hand, he immediately noticed the blood on the upper corner. He sniffed at it and then touched his tongue to the stain. He tasted power and age in the blood, but also youth and sadness. It was a strange sensation. He realized that the blood was probably the source of the fledgling vampires aggitation.

"You tell me who who gave you this, and then I'll leave and take the source of your customers agrivation with me."
"Xander, okay. The white knight is now the black knight. He came in here for a beer tonight, we talked. He asked me to give you this. Now you have it. Leave please?"

Spike stopped listening to Willy as soon as he'd heard him say the message was from Xander. He looked at the small white envelope in his hand, rather he looked at the drop of blood staining the corner of the envelope. It was a very personal thing thing to do, leave your blood on a message. It allowed the receiver to know things about you on an intimate level. Had Xander known what he was doing when he marked it?

Spike thrust the envelope into his pocket and left the bar. Willy sighed with relief, hopefully his customers would calm down and business would return to normal.

Spike wanted to be alone when he read over Xanders message, he couldn't go back to the shop without seeing the others and as they had no respect for his privacy the crypt was out as well. That left the one place that he was ure he wouldn't be disturbed. Xanders.

He got to the apartment building as quickly as he could while still being on the look out for trouble from Thor and his boys. Once inside he sat on the sofa and drew the letter from his pocket. He tore the envelope open and drew out the single sheet of cheap lined paper. He read.

Hey Spike,
A funny thing happened to me on the way to LA. I kinda died. Anya's dead too but not in the running around snacking on people way that I am. Look, first off let me say that I apologise for every crack I ever made about your chipped state, I understand the bloodlust a whole lot better than I ever wanted too. Also while I'm on a roll here, Angelus and Dru. I get it now. My Sire, geeze I never thought I'd say that, I hate the bastard! He killed me, let one of his greasy minions eat Anya and then introduced me to the wonderful world of male/male sex. Not something I really wanted to explore as one of the pulse-bearing, breathing types. So yeah, I get it now. I'm sorry I was such a bastard to you.

I think something went wrong with my turning, actually I know something did. I still have my soul Spike. I don't know why or how. I do however know that sex is not an issue so I must not be cursed like Angel. I sort of hope you can smooth things over with the guys before they see me and go stake happy.

The other reason why I'm sending you this message is to warn you. My Sire, his name is Thor, if that means anything, is hunting you. The other night when those minions grabbed you was just a test. He was watching, seeing how you fight. I was there, I don't know if you saw him or me but I got him to let you go. What happened when we got home....let's just say you owe me pal! Okay, so no use trying trying to convince another vampire that sex is a chore, you would never buy it. But still you owe me for shortening your beating.

I'm going to try to get away from him but it won't be easy. I have a soul but he's my Sire. I know you can understand this. Running won't help you Spike. He expects it, wants it even. He loves the thrill of the hunt. He's old and powerful and unlike any vampire I've ever heard about. He feeds mostly from willing donors, and hunts master vampires for sport. Be careful.

Don't show this letter to anyone okay? The sex part will probably freak them all out. Well you can show it to G-Man if you have to but make sure you tell me the look on his face when he reads it! Take care of my girls for me. If I never see them again it won't be for lack of trying. I will come back if I can.

Xander.

Spike folded the letter up and put it back in the envelope. He tore the bloodstained corner off and then shoved the envelope back in his pocket. He looked at the stained scrap of paper in his hand. Closing his eyes he put the tiny fragment in his mouth and let it sit on his tongue for a long time before he swallowed it.

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10

Spike left Xander's apartment and headed for the shop. Giles and the witches would most likely be there still researching Thor. Well he had all the proof he needed that he was in trouble, a warning from Xander.

When Spike entered the rear door of the Magic Box he slipped into the small office and waited for Giles to come in. He didn't have to wait long, Giles had been watching for him.

Spike looked up when the door open and the watcher stepped into the room.

"Did you find anything Spike?"
"Yeah, more than I was expecting mate. Here read this then we'll talk"

Spike retreived the letter from his coat and handed it to Giles. Giles opened the envelope and withdrew the sheet of paper. He sat down in shock as he realised who the letter was from. Spike watched with some amusement as shock, sadness and even humor played across the man's features. When he was finished he handed the letter back to Spike who put it back in his coat.

"Dear lord."
"'Bout sums it up."
"How did you get this?"
"Willy. Seems Xander was in earlier this evening and left it for me."
"Do you think it could be a set-up? His saying he has a soul? A way to trap you for his Sire?"
"No. Not Xander, 'sides I could tell from his blood."
"Blood? What blood Spike? I didn't see any blood!"
"That's 'cause I ate it. It was on the envelope, he marked it with his blood. The boy's smarter than you lot ever gave him credit for. He knew that I would be able to sense things from tasting his blood. I guess it was a way for him to prove himself. To me anyway. Look Rupes, I believe him and I know more about vampires than you do."
"You're right. Now we must figure out how it is that he has his soul, and whether there is a chance that he could lose it."
"Been thinking about that one too. Ask the witches. Red there is probably responsible, whenever something strange is going on she's usually the reason behind it. Dangerous little chit, she is."
"Again, good idea. How is it that you know so much about us and yet Buffy beat you every time?"
"Lack of patience mate, that and nothing else. You lot would have been dead and buried years ago if I had any patience at all."
"Well then, lucky for us that you're such a hyper vampire then isn't it?"
"That it is. When are you gonna tell the birds?"
"I should wait until Buffy returns from patrol. Willow, Tara and Dawn are still researching Thor."
"They find anything?"
"Nothing that we didn't already know."

The two men went back out to the front of the shop and joined the others. They continued their search for information on Thor but were greatly unsuccessful. Other than a few paragraphs here and there reporting a sighting or describing a particular 'hunt' with another vampire, there was nothing. Buffy returned an hour later and flung herself into one of the chairs.

"How was patrol Buffy?"
"Grrr. I ran into a Pl'thar demon in the park. I had to chase him for four blocks before I caught him. Then I broke two nails while fighting with him. I killed him but he slimed my new jacket. Then I ran into some of Spike's new friends. Let me tell you, those aren't weak fledges. Definately stronger than your average bear. They got away. Sorry. Then I finished my route and here I am."
"How many of them slayer?"
"Huh?"
"Minions! How many?"
"Oh, four of them. Why?"
"Well, it took six of them to get me is all."
"Spike! This is hardly the time to compare abilities with Buffy. Children, I have some rather bad news."

Giles told them about Xander's being turned, about Thor being his Sire, that Anya was killed, and that they believed that Xander had his soul. He mentioned the letter that Spike had recieved and that yes he had read it and no Buffy could not see it. He told them that Xander did not want them to read it, that it was a personal issue and he would not budge on this.

The girls all had a good cry, Tara held Willow while she sobbed in her arms and Buffy and Dawn held each other while they cried. Eventually Dawn was transferred to Spike who sat with her in his lap while she clung to him so that Buffy and Giles could speak in private.

"Giles, this is no longer just Spike's problem. It became personal the minute that bastard killed my friends! I would have staked him anyway for coming after Spike, but now he's going to die painfully!"
"Buffy, do try to calm yourself. This isn't helping anyone. Thor is old. Older than the master by centuries! If you go running off half-cocked all you will succeed in doing is getting yourself killed. We need to plan."
"I know, I just hate this! Xander was my friend, and I was even getting used to Anya and her blunt ways. I miss them. I should have saved them, I'm the slayer that's what I do."
"You can't blame yourself Buffy, you can't gaurd them twenty-four hours a day."
"I know, but it hurts. I don't want to lose anyone else."
"Xander is still with us, he has his soul. He may be changed but he is still Xander and still your friend."
"Yeah, but how do I get him back? Thor isn't going to just let him go."
"No he isn't. We'll find a way."

Giles held Buffy for a few minutes while she tried to collect herself. Meanwhile in the other room a sobbing Willow finally started to calm down. Tara continued to try and sooth her girlfriend. Spike held Dawn and stroked her hair while she sniffled against his chest. Suddenly Willow sat up.

"Xander has a soul? OH MY GOD! IT WORKED!"
"What worked witch? What did you do?"

Giles and Buffy heard Willow yell and ran into the room just in time to hear Spike ask her what she had done.

"Yes Willow, do tell us what you did."
"Well, I, um, remember when Dracula was here? How he wanted Buffy and made Xander eat bugs?"
"Yes."
"Well after that I started thinking about what would happen if someone like him came around again. You know that I've been studying Angel's curse Right? Well I came up with a way to secure a persons soul to their body in case they were turned. If Xander had died his soul would have left, like anyone else but the spell made it so that if he was turned, his soul would be permanently anchored. He can't lose it like Angel can."
"Willow! Although I am pleased that Xander is still essentially Xander, what you did was wrong. Did you even think to ask him if he would want this? Who else have you performed this spell on?"
"Um, everyone."
"WHAT?!?"
"I was trying to help! We all know too much about each other and Buffy! If any of us were turned than we would be a very big threat to the rest of the group. Do you think that if Xander didn't have a soul that we would be sitting here right now? NO! He would have told Thor all of our secrets, and they would have attacked by now! Buffy, I'm sorry but Dawn is the key, just because Glory is dead doesn't mean that the threat to her is over. Someone else, a wizard or a Demi-God or just about anything could learn of her blood. I was trying to protect her as well."

Willow's speach shocked everyone into silence. They hadn't considered the implications of one of them being turned before. She was right, they would turn on the rest of the group if they became a vampire. Spike was the first one to find his voice again. The idea that Dawn could still be in danger was what got to him.

"You did good Red! It makes sense. Hell if I still had my bite that's what I would do, it's what I was gonna do actually. You remember that night in your dorm room? There was no choice, I'd have turned you."
"I know. That was when I started working on Angels curse. I was hoping to have something permanent to use, just in case. But then after Dracula, I realised that we wouldn't have time to do the curse after it had happened so I started working on ways to do it before it happened."
"I'm sorry I yelled Willow. It's just, I don't like having things done to me without consent."
"I understand Giles. I should have asked first."

Meanwhile outside across the street two vampires were watching the emotional display with avid interest.

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11

It had been almost two weeks since Xander had been turned. The gang was planning their attack on Thor, Spike had questioned Willy every time he showed up to delivered his blood and Thor's minions continued to watch Spike from a distance.

Xander had learned alot in the past two weeks. He could now feed on his own without worrying about taking too much. Thor had taught him how to fight, something Xander found he was quite adept at now. He was strong, stronger than he thought he was. He also learned a great deal about money, how to invest it, where to invest it, what banks to use, that sort of thing. Thor set up accounts for him, credit cards, properties and the like. He encouraged him to go shopping, taking him to LA to buy a new wardrobe. Xander was having a good time in spite of himself. He really missed his friends and Anya but he couldn't think about them right now. There would be time for grieving later. He was trying to keep Thor occupied in the hopes that he might give up his quest to kill Spike. Xander still wasn't sure how he felt about the bleached blond vampire but he wanted a chance to find out.

One night after a vigorous training session, Thor had six of his minions fight Xander at once, he was called to the library to speak with his Sire.

"You are almost ready Alexander."
"Ready for what Sire?"
"The hunt of course."
"You want me to hunt with you?"
"Yes. Very much so. I haven't had a worthy hunting partner since my beautiful Katrina was killed four hundred years ago."
"Katrina?"
"She was my second Childe. A slayer got her when she was travelling on her own. My first Childe, Gabriella, I made when I was barely two hundred. She and I were together for almost three hundred years. She betrayed me and I killed her. I loved her, and she betrayed me. It was the worst time in my life, I mourned her for over one hundred years. But this is not something you want to hear about. Now, back to the hunt. We will start tracking our prey tomorrow night. The minions have been keeping an eye on our William. It seems he has taken up with the slayer and he has a group of humans he protects, should make things more interesting don't you think?"
"Um, yeah I guess."
"Do not be afraid, you are more than a match for William or the slayer. You have the strength of my blood running through your veins. I would not let you fight if I wasn't sure you could beat them."
"Oh, okay. I was going to go out tonight is that alright with you?"
"Of course Alexander. Just remember to avoid the slayer and William. And do feed before you leave."
"Of course Sire."

Xander hurried to his room and showered and dressed. He fed from two of the servants that were cleaning the upstairs and then hurried to Willy's.

The bar was reletively quiet that night, just a few fledges who left moments after Xander walked in, and a few assorted demons playing cards at a table near the back. Xander went to the bar and ordered a beer.

"I assume Spike got the message?"
"Oh yeah, same night you were here. He stopped by so I gave it to him."
"Good. I need you to deliver another one. Tonight."
"Uh, sure. No problem. You need paper?"
"Yeah, pen and an envelope too."

Willy set the supplies in front of Xander and left him alone to write. Xander sipped at his beer as he composed his message.

Spike,
Thor is taking me 'hunting' with him tomorrow night. We're just going to be tracking you from what I understand. He knows of your association with the slayer and the fact that you protect a group of humans but I don't think he knows about the witches. Could be used to your advantage. I hope you're taking good care of my girls for me. I miss them, Giles too. Hell I even miss you. Haven't had anyone to trade insults with. Although I guess I'm going to have to be more creative now that all the undead ones apply to me as well! Oh well, there is still your peroxide fetish to exploit. That and your love of dead cow skin.

I learned a couple of things about my Sire that might help. He's had two Childer before me, both female. Gabriella was the first. He killed her for betraying him. She was about 300 or so then. He said he was around 200 when he made her. Katrina was his second. A slayer got her about 400 years ago. He said he mourned Gabriella for a century, so If he turned Katrina after the mourning period, he would have been 600 years old at that point. He said she died 400 years ago so that puts Thor at at least 1000 years old, more depending on how long Katrina lived. Christ Spike, this is bad! I hope to hell you guys are ready for this. Maybe you should call in the LA guys. I know, I hate the bastard too but if he can help you have to do it! You have to make sure he doesn't get to the girls.

I can't promise to be much help. I won't hurt you or the others, but I don't know if I can go against my Sire. I hope you can explain that to the others. I don't really understand half the instincts I have, but when I try to picture myself staking him, I feel like shit. It hurts. Do you understand this? Or is this part of my soul-having experience? Then again Angel staked Darla so I guess not. If I ever get out of this, you and me are going to have a chat. I have some questions to ask and some apologies to make. But I refuse to say sorry to deadboy! I draw the line there.

Look Spike, I don't know what else to tell you. If I hear anything else I'll get word to you through Willy. He is quite the toady isn't he? Take care of yourself and be carefull. I mean that Spike. I don't want you dusted.

Xander.

Xander folded the letter and stuck it into the envelope. He sealed it and once again placed a single drop of blood on the upper corner of the envelope. He finished his beer, handed the envelope to Willy with the instructions of delivering it right away and then left.

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12

Spike and Giles were just leaving the Magic Box when Willy aproached them. He looked behind him nervously and motioned toward the door. They stepped back inside the shop and locked the door.

"Wasn't expecting to see you again tonight. What brings you by?"
"I have another message for you. He said it had to be delivered tonight. Here take it."

Willy handed the letter over to Spike and made for the door. Giles put a hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"How is he doing? Does he look well?"
"How should I know? He looks like a vampire! He creeps out my customers when he comes around and frankly the guy gives me the creeps. I'll take my chances with the slayer any day thanks."
"Well I'll be sure to pass that on to Buffy. She'll be happy to know that you're not scared of her."
"Hey! No need to stir up trouble. I got enough of that on my own. Can I just please leave here? You are aware that there are vamps outside watching you aren't you? I'd like to get out of here in one piece. this place got a back exit?"

Spike had enough. He wanted to get rid of Willy and read the message from Xander. He opened the door threw Willy into the street and hollered into the night.

"Here you go boys, have at him!"

Willy didn't stop to look around, he just ran for his car and jumped in. If you were listening you'd have heard him cursing as he peeled away.

Back in the shop Spike strode over to the stairs and tore open the envelope. Before he read the letter he once again tore off the stained part of the paper and placed it in his mouth. Verifying that it was indeed Xander's blood, he opened the letter and began to read.

Giles watched as Spike read through the letter, he didn't miss the significance of the bloody paper being tasted before hand. It was akin to a signature in vampire culture. Even though he wanted to go over and rip the page from Spike's hands so that he could read it he waited. He knew that Spike would share any relevant information with him. Besides, from the look of wonderment on the vampires face he gathered that this letter had been personal as well.

Finally Spike stuffed the letter back into the envelope and placed it in his coat pocket. He looked at the ex-watcher with a sad smile.

Time to go home mate, I'll explain it to ya when we get there. You got anything stronger than tea there?"
"Yes, I'm assuming it isn't pleasant news then?"
"Not by half, Rupert. Not by bloody half."

An hour later found Spike and Giles sitting in the living room sharing a bottle of scotch. Spike told Rupert the information Xander had gathered on Thor and his Childer, his worry about the girls and how he missed them all. They had decided to call in Angel, against Spikes protests of him being a 'bloody poof ' and ' a guilt ridden nancy-boy caped avenger ' and that Spike didn't need any help from the likes of him. Giles had said that while Spike may not need Angel's assistance, Buffy and most certainly Xander would. That ended the discussion and the two were now waiting for Angel to arrive from LA.

It didnt take Angel long to get underway. He had been packed and ready to go since that first phone call two weeks ago. He left a note for Cordelia telling her that Spike needed him and that he would be back soon. He asked that they not follow him as this was "Family Business" and not their concern. He was sure that Wesley would explain enough about the Sire/Chide relationship to her that she would respect his request.

The very fact that it had been two weeks since Thor had targeted Spike for a hunt and hadn't yet faced him confused Angel a great deal. He could only figure that teaching Xander was keeping him quite busy. Why anyone would want to spend eternity with Xander Harris was mind boggling to the dark haired vampire. That would be like spending eternity in the seventh circle of Hell as far as he was concerned.

As the 'Welcome To Sunnydale' sign, which someone had creatively spraypainted 'Hell' over 'dale', loomed up in the distance, Angel got the feeling that something bad was going to happen if they all weren't very careful in the next couple of days.

"God I hate this town!"

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13

Angel pulled up in front of Ruperts apartment complex and turned off his engine. He sat in the car and collected his thoughts before going up, on the one hand he wanted to help his Childe but on the other he wanted to keep the attention away from himself. He may have a soul but his demon still had a very strong sense of self preservation.

Eventually He resigned himself to his fate and climbed out of his car and aproached the door to Giles apartment. He knocked, and the door was immediately opened by Spike who grabbed him and all but dragged him inside before slamming and locking the door behind him.

"What in bloody hell do you think you're doing sitting out there? Are you trying to draw attention to your self?"
"Huh?"
"Christ peaches! I'm being hunted! Don't you think Thor would have me under servailance? You aren't very bright for a private investigator! How do you manage to save people with your head up your arse?"
"Nice imagery Spike. For your information I looked, there was no one out there."
"Yeah whatever."

After Angel was brought up to date on the Thor situation, and quite annoyed by Spike because he wouldn't show him the letters from Xander, the three men settled in to get some rest. The next night would not be easy for any of them.

Buffy awoke to the phone ringing very early the next morning.

"Mmm, 'lo?"
"Good morning Buffy, I'm terribly sorry to wake you so early but I need you to gather the others and meet me at my apartment as soon as possible."
"This have anything to do with Spike's stalker?"
"Yes. Willy brought another message last night. The hunt begins tonight. I ah, I called Angel. He's here now as well."
"Okay, I'll get everyone up and we'll be ther as soon as we can."

Buffy, Dawn, Willow and Tara arrived at Giles place a half hour later with pastry and coffee for everyone. Buffy and Angel shared an uncomfortable greeting and everyone else was too tired to care much who was there.

"Right then, Spike if you would fill the others in on what they need to know from the letter we can get started on the planning."
"From what Xander wrote, he's going to be joining his Sire on this little hunting expedition. He's promised he wouldn't raise a hand to any of us, but don't count on him to fight on our side either."
"Why not?"
"Because it's his Sire, Slayer. Childer don't stake their Sire, even when their souled poofs. It's just not done."
"But Angel....I mean Darla..?"
"Bloody Hell."

Spike didn't miss the pained expression that flashed across Angel's face at the mention of his Sire. He still had nightmares about that night. His soul made him do it to protect Buffy, but that didn't make it any easier to live with.

"Look, I'm just giving you the facts slayer. Xander is out of it, he's not gonna fight on either side. Deal with it. Now, we don't know how old this bugger is either, but we know for a fact he's well over a thousand. He's had two Childer before, both female, last one died four hundred years ago. None of this makes a bleedin' difference though. Tonights mission is strictly to track me, I figure old Thor wants to train his new boy to hunt well, and I'm the prey."
"Is that it?"
"No. Thor's had his minions watching me, us. He knows that I associate with humans, and that one of them is the slayer. As far as Xander knows, he doesn't know about those two (nods toward Willow and Tara) being witches. He figures we can use that. Oh, and he says he misses all of you."
"Okay, so we parade you around town tonight as bait, and have the wicca women work some mojo on him and then you, me and Angel attack. Sounds easy enough."
"Sounds easy, but it won't be. Come on people, lets get to work."

The gang headed over to the Magic Box to get ready.The next few hours were spent testing various spells and training, everyone needed to be in top form. Giles and Willow had a few arguments on which spells would be the safest to use yet still be effective, and Buffy and the two vampires sparred in the training room. Giles left the shop closed that day so they wouldn't be interrupted, and Buffy had called Dawn in sick from School.

Dinner was ordered from the local Chinese food place and eaten in reletive silence. There was nothing left for them to do. Buffy, Angel and Spike were in top fighting condition, the magic users were ready to cast, and Dawn was going to Janice's house to spend the night right after dinner. As soon as the sun went down they would head out.

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14

Xander woke with a feeling of dread. Tonight he would join his Sire in hunting his friends. Sure, Thor had said that Spike was the target, but there was no way the Scooby's would just desert him. If he went after Spike he would get Buffy and the others as well. He seriously hoped that Spike had gotten his message. As much as he hated to admit it, he also hoped that Spike had swallowed his pride and called Angel.

After showering and dressing, Xander made his way to the library. He wondered how long Thor slept, as he always fell asleep with him beside him and yet he always woke up alone. He hated waking up alone, with Anya he always woke first. He would lie there in the dim morning light and hold her close, watching her sleep and think how lucky he was to have someone who loved him. It was a nice feeling. Now, he had a strange man in his bed, one who he was drawn to and yes, extremely attracted to, but at the same time he resented this man more than anyone he'd ever known. Including Angel. It was probably a good thing that he woke up alone, he didn't want to feel anything more than he had to for the monster that took his life.

Thor was sitting in the library reading when Xander walked in. He gave his Childe an appraising look. Xander had dressed especialy well this evening, blue silk button down shirt, black leather pants, shiny black boots and the silver ring and wrist band he had given him.

"Alexander, you look very nice."
"Thank you Sire. When does the hunt begin?"
"Eager are you? A very nice trait in a hunting partner. We shall set out soon. But first I want you to feed from me. It will strengthen your sences as well as your body."

Xander knew better than to pass on an invitation to drink from his Sire. If human blood was like chocolate, Sire's blood was like the richest, smoothest, most expensive chocolate in the world. It was like twinkies covered in the richest, smoothest, most expensive chocolate in the world. There was no finer thing to be had. He crossed the room with a predetors grace as Thor tipped his head to the side and beared his throat to him. He gently, but quickly sank his fangs into the older vampires skin and drank greedily.

The feeding, like most times led to a thorough fucking and then a quick clean up before they left for the hunt. Thor had produced a blood covered piece of black cloth that Xander recognised as a piece of Spike's shirt. He scented the cloth and then tried to find Spike by sniffing the air. They started out near the shop, as the minions reported to Thor that he spent alot of time there.

Xander was impressed. He could actually smell Spike on the air. This was an interesting new ability. He tried to follow the smell but this ability was too new. He didn't understand it yet. A thought suddenly occured to him, if he could smell Spike then surely Spike could smell him as well, he had placed his own blood on the messages he'd sent.

They were half way through the park when Thor stopped and pulled him close.

"Do you sense it? Can you feel her?"
"Who?"
"The slayer, she is close. be on guard."
"I feel something, like tiny sparks shooting up my back."
"That's it. It's a warning. It lets us know when a slayer is near. The slayer has a similar sense, she has most likely sensed us as well."
"Should we go?"
"No, we continue. I'm not here for the slayer, not tonight anyway. If she stays out of my way she will live another night. But if she tries to protect William, then she will die with him."

Willow and Tara had cast a cloaking spell on Angel so Thor wouldn't detect his presense. He was to be their secret weapon, other than the magic. They had come up with a few confusion spells, and a very nice freezing spell. The problem was that the freezing spell would work against any unhuman creature, so Spike and Angel would be stuck as well.

Thor led Xander further into the park, they saw Spike up ahead sitting on a table smoking a cigarette. As they crept closer Buffy and Angel flanked them on either side. Buffy kept enough distance from them to keep them from detecting her as more than just a slight presence. Once they were close enough to Spike Willow, Tara and Giles would start casting a confusion spell on Thor.

"Look Alexander, see how he waits for us? The slayer is near by, they are probably meeting here. We'll split up, you go left and circle around behind him. I'll creep up in front of him."
"Yes Sire."

Xander snuck off to do as he was told. He hoped that the others were hiding somewhere nearby. He knew that if Thor were aware of his deception he would be dust. He felt horrible at decieving his Sire, his demon howled at the idea of it. If it were anyother vampire, anyone other than Spike and his friends, he wasn't sure that he could do it. If it were Angel, he was sure he'd be looking forward to it actually.

Spike new they were there. He smelt Xander and Thor when they entered the park. It wasn't hard now that he knew the boys scent. He had to admit, the boy was good. He never would have caught on if he weren't expecting them. He made eye contact with Buffy, she nodded that she was ready. He turned his head the slightest bit to the left and caught Giles eye. He nodded as well. It was now or never.

Thor sprang out in front of Spike as he flicked his cigarette but away. Spike went on the defensive, throwing a volley of kicks and punches. Thor gave back more punishment than he recieved. Spike was losing fast when Willow and Tara started chanting.

The witches held hands and chanted the spell while Giles poured the herbs into the bowl. When the spell was finished the three of them turned to watch the fight. Thor was still blocking Spikes attack, though he didn't seem to be returning the blows anymore. Xander watched in morbid fascination, He had never seen Spike fight like this before, it was awesome. He had never seen Thor fight at all, aside from sparring with him and he knew he was taking it easy on him.

The fight continued and the spell seemed to wear off as Thor was gradually fighting back with more and more strength. Buffy jumped out and came to Spike's aid. Thor spared a glance to Xander and smiled.

"Come Alexander! Join the fun, this will be a good hunt yet. William and a Slayer! Come!"

Xander hung his head in shame and listened to the fight going on in front of him. His Sire was calling him to fight. He longed to join him. His demon demanded he obey his Sire. His soul wanted to help his friends. He could do niether so he just stood back out of the fray and prayed for it to be over soon.

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15

Willow and Tara started the chant for the second confusion spell they had found. Hopefully this one would have stronger effects. Giles lit the candles necesary for the spell and placed them in a circle around the girls. When they had finished they once again looked over to where Thor was fighting both Spike and Buffy.

Thor could feel the magic wrapping itself around his senses again, dulling them, trying to muddle his mind and make him weaker. His first Childe, Gabriella had been a priestess, he knew the feel of magic. This was a powerful spell and was taking its toll on him, only his years of training in warding off magic was keeping the spells from incopasitating him. He wondered why Alexander was not fighting along side him. Did he not feel worthy to fight beside him yet? They would have to talk about this after the hunt. The magic was an unexpected bonus, he hadn't had such a crafty opponent in decades but he was sure he would win, he always did.

Buffy and Spike were starting to get the upper hand after the second spell. Thor was a strong powerful fighter. He had a flawless style and Buffy was glad she didn't have to take him on alone. So was Spike though his pride would never allow him to say it.

Giles shook his head, this was not going according to plan. The girls were getting worn out from casting and the spells weren't having much of an effect. It was time for Angel to join the fight. If that didn't work, they would try the freeze spell. Hopefully they wouldn't end up freezing Spike and Angel and leaving Thor to move about freely. Giles whistled, that was the signal for Angel to join in.

Angel walked out from behind the group of trees he was hiding behind. He watched the way his Childe and his former love moved together. They fought as though they had been partners for years. He could tell that they had done this many times just by the way they anticipated each others moves. He could watch them fight like this forever.

Angel was yanked out of his retrospective by the sound of cursing. Spike of course. He jumped into the battle and began to pound on Thor. Things were looking up. While the former Scourge of Europe kept Thor occupied in battle Buffy rolled to the ground and came up behind him. In a split second she had her stake drawn and plunged it into his chest. Thor disintegrated, slowly, into ash.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Thor was surprised to see Angelus step out from behind the trees. The last time he had seen him he was a filthy, pathectic excuse for a vampire. Not worth the trouble of killing. He was so intent on the prospect of killing not only William but Angelus as well that he didn't see the slayer duck down and slip behind him. He felt the wood pierce his heart, he heard his Alexander scream, he looked into his Childes eyes and knew he had been betrayed. And then, nothingness.

Xander saw Buffy stand up behind Thor, he saw her pull her stake and plunge it into his chest. He felt a searing pain in his chest as his bond with his Sire was destroyed. He screamed into the night and fell to the ground. He had betrayed his Sire. It hurt, it hurt like nothing he had ever felt. The demon inside of him was still screaming in his head and he couldn't make it stop.

Buffy heard Xander scream and ran to him. She reached out to him and he snarled at her and bared his fangs. She stepped back from him and pulled her stake. Angel grabbed her arm and pulled her away from Xander as Spike knelt beside the boy.

"Buffy, let Spike help Xander. He won't want you near him right now."
"Why is he acting like this? I thought he had a soul?"
"He does. If he didn't he would have fought against you. His Sire called him to fight and he disobeyed. He is a vampire now Buffy, and you are a slayer. A slayer who just killed his Sire. Give him some time."

Giles came and took Buffy over to where the witches were cleaning up their supplies and crying softly. Angel went to help Spike with Xander but backed off when his Childe growled at him. He stood back and watched as his viscious Childe soothed Xander, pulling him into his arms and rocking him. He strained his ears to listen to what was being said.

"Shh, luv. Spike's here. You're okay now."
"All my fault. Should have helped him. Should have made him leave."
"Not your fault Xan. He was coming after me regardless. You saved me Xander. You saved us all."
"No, I betrayed him. I don't deserve to live."
"That's your demon talking luv. You did good. You saved your friends. You didn't do nothing wrong. It's not your fault."
"Spike?"
"Yeah Xan?"
"Can you take me home? I want to go home."
"Sure luv, anything you want."

Angel followed Spike and Xander as they walked to Xander's apartment. He stood outside the building and pulled out his cellphone and dialed Ruperts.

"Hello?"
"Rupert, it's Angel. I just wanted to let you know where Xander and Spike went."
"Thank you Angel, did they go to Spike's crypt?"
"No, they went to Xanders apartment. I'm coming over to get Spike's blood from your place and then I'll be dropping it off to them before I go back to LA."
"Alright then, we'll see you shortly. And Angel?"
"Yes Rupert?"
"Thank you. For everthing."
"It was the least I could do."

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16

Spike brought Xander back to his apartment as he didn't think the boy would want to spend the the remainder of the night and the next day stuck in a musty old crypt. He knew he'd made a mistake when Xander realized where he was.

"Anya! Oh God, Spike she's gone. I'll never see her again, she's dead."
"I'm sorry pet, I wasn't thinking. I shouldn't have brought you here, not tonight."
"No, I need to be here. I...I haven't been able to grieve for her. I need to let her go."
"You want me to go? Let you have some time alone?"
"Um, yeah but.... could you come back? mabey in a couple hours? I don't want to be alone tonight. I'm scared."
"Of course pet. I'll go check in with the watcher, pick up my things. I'll come back in a bit."
"Promise?"
"Promise pet. I'll be back, Xander."

Spike walked out of the apartment building to see Angel putting his phone in his pocket and turning away from the building. He wondered what his Sire was doing lurking about.

"Oi, Angelus! What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to make sure that you and Xander were alright."
"Yeah, about that. I fucked up Sire. I brought him here, Anya's dead and I took him back to their apartment. What the Hell was I thinking?"
"You probably weren't. He needs to be there Spike, sooner or later he's going to have to come to terms with everything. Better to face it all at once. Dragging this out wouldn't help him."
"Thanks Angel. For the that and for fighting for me. I appreciate it."
"I know. Look Spike, I know I'm not Angelus, but I still feel like your Sire. I do love you, even when I don't like you. I'll always be here for you, as long as your not killing innocents."
"Thanks. I told the whelp I'd give him a couple of hours. I'm heading to the watchers to pick up my gear, wanna walk with me?"
"Sure, I was actually just headed there myself. I was going to pick up some blood for you guys and drop it off before before heading home."
"So your leaving then?"
"Have to. Cordy will come down here if I don't get back soon. She knows I'm with 'family' and that makes her nervous. Go figure."

The vampires shared a smile and continued their walk to the ex watchers place.

Xander crawled into the bedroom he and Anya shared and sat on the floor at the foot of the bed. He was overcome by the scent of her surrounding him. His grief tore at him knowing that he would never see her again, never hold her, touch her, tell her that he loved her. It was too much. With a blinding rage he vamped out and lept to his feet, he lashed out at the closest object in the room, his dresser, and it shattered to pieces.

"Excuse me? If your about finished wrecking the furniture can we talk?"

Xander spun around, yellow eyes blazing, fangs bared, and growling.

"Anya?"
"Xander. Sit down, we need to talk."
"How? I saw... your dead?"
"So are you!"
"Okay, okay. Just trying to understand here. Are you a vampire? You don't feel like a vampire."
"No. When I died, D'Hoffryn gave me my old job back. It was supposed to be this way. One human lifetime and then I'd get my powers back. I didn't know."
"So you're Anyanka now?"
"Yes. I am. But don't worry, I'm not going to wreak vengence on you for sleeping with Thor. He was your Sire after all. And technically we're both dead so our relationship ended when we stopped living."
"What now? Are you staying?"
"I can't, I just wanted to let you know that I'm okay. I'm happy Xander, don't be sad for me. You have a very long life ahead of you, find someone to share it with. Just not a human, they're too fragile and they'll die on you and then you'll be sad again. Maybe you should hook up with Angel or Spike."
"Eeewww! Angel? NO WAY!"
"I see you didn't eeww about Spike. Xander I have to go. I'll check in from time to time. Thank you for making my human life worth living. You were a great boyfriend and friend. Bye."
"Bye Anya."

Anya vanished in a flash of blinding light. Xander smiled and left the bedroom. He walked out to the kitchen and pulled a beer from the fridge. Anya was okay, she was happy, and she wanted him to find someone to make him happy. But Spike? Did he really want to persue a relationship with an unsouled, vampire who only helped because he had a chip in his head? The same vampire who had comforted him, held him and made him feel safe? Yeah, he did.

When Angel and Spike arrived at Giles apartment, the rest of the Scooby's were still there. Willow and Tara were curled up together on the sofa, Giles was in his chair sipping from a cup of tea, and Buffy was pacing.
She looked up when the two vampires entered the room.

"How is Xander? Is he here? Where is he?"
"Calm down slayer. He's alright, he's at home. He wanted some time alone to miss his girl."
"Oh, damn I hadn't thought of that. Poor Xan, after everything else he has noone to look after him."

Angel heard Spike growl at Buffy's comment and raised an eyebrow at his Childe. Spike had the decency to look contrite but didn't apologise.

"He's not alone, he has you lot, when he's ready he'll call you. 'Sides I'm just here to get my things and then I'm going back over."
"Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"He asked me to come back, I'm going back!"

Spike gathered his things, which consisted of some blood packets in the fridge, a couple of CD's and a spare pack of cigarettes, and headed for the door. Angel stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.

"Hold on, I'll drive you back."
"Angel? Are you leaving already?"
"Yes Buffy, I have to get back to LA, I have a business to run. Besides I left my credit cards with Cordelia."
"In that case you better hurry!"

A quick round of goodbye's were exchanged and the vampire's were once again outside in the Sunnydale night. Angel unlocked the car and him and Spike drove silently back to Xander's. Once they were parked out front of the building Angel turned to Spike and cleared his throat to get the younger vampire's attention.

"Spike, can I ask you something?"
"Sure peaches, don't mean I'll answer you."
"What's going on with you and Xander?"
"Nothing mate, nothing at all."
"And that's the problem?"
"Yes. No. Hell I don't know! Before this soddin' chip, I was going to take red and the whelp. I would have turned them, they're mine! Wouldn't dream of it now, not Willow anyway. She's too powerful, if the demon got control of her power, she'd put Angelus to shame. But Xander, well he was taken from me. And yeah I'm pissed, but I'm sorta happy 'bout it too. He's immortal, strong, and there's none of that Sire/Childe crap to get in the way. If he decides to be with me it'll be because he wants me, not because he has to. You understand?"
"Yeah I do. But Spike, he's Xander, Xander Harris?"
"That he is Sire, and I like him just the way he is."
"Well good luck, I guess. Never would have figured Xander as your type is all."
"Yeah well, I got to know the real Xander, not the donut-boy you knew, he's a good man Angel, you should try to get to know him. But hands off eh? He's mine."
"Nothing to worry about there Spike. You take care of your self. Call me if you ever need to. Or just if you want to. I have missed you."
"Missed you too, tell anyone and I'll deny it! See ya."

Angel drove away into the night as Spike heaed back up to Xander's apartment to see how the younger vampire was coping. Hopefully there would still be furniture to sit on.

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17

When Spike got back to the apartment he found Xander sitting on the sofa watching TV and drinking a beer. He looked around and didn't see anything broken, so he shrugged his shoulders and put the blood in the fridge and grabbed a beer for himself.

"Hey Xander?"
"Yeah Spike?"
"I'm gonna heat up some blood. You want some?"
"Oh, shit I sorta forgot about that. Naw, I've fed tonight already thanks."
"Alright."

Spike heated up a mug for himself and brought it out to the livingroom with his beer. He sat on the sofa next to Xander and sipped at the blood.

"You alright Xan?"
"I'm fine, Spike. Anya came to see me."
"She a vampire too then?"
"No, vengence demon. D'Hoffryn gave her back her old job when she died. She's happy."
"And you? Are you happy?"
"Let's see, I betrayed my Sire to save my friends, I know I had to do it but it doesn't make it feel right, my girlfriend, sorry ex-girlfriend is a happy vengence demon again, and oh yeah, I'm a walking corpse. What do you think?"
"I think, you've had enough to drink, you're brooding. One tall dark and handsome broody vampire in my life is enough thanks."
"Speaking of the broody one, where did he get to?"
"Went home. Cheerleader has his credit cards."
"He'll be broke by dawn."
"Xan, you can tell me to sod off, that it's none of my business, but I wanted to ask, how have you been feeding? I know Thor didn't know about the soul, so..."
"I didn't kill anyone. Thor was all for keeping a low profile, he had alot of servants who were paid extremely well to feed us."
"Ah, nice that. Willing donors. Haven't had one of those in ages."
"I thought you lived for the thrill of the kill."
"Willing can be good too."
"Shit! Spike, we have to back to the estate."
"Estate?"
"Thor's, there are about a dozen minions in the cottage out back. We both know how strong they are. You up for another round of kicking ass?"
"Lead the way mate, I'm always up for a fight."

Xander and Spike drove to Thor's estate and parked the car outside the front gate. Xander led Spike around the back of the main house to the cottage. Inside there were eleven vampires sitting around in the front room. Xander called them outside to talk and as soon as the last one cleared the doorway he and Spike attacked.

The battle was long and bloody. Spike stopped fighting at one point to watch Xander take on six vampires at once, it was a thing of beauty. He was quickly pulled back into the fight when he was hit from behind. By the time they had dwindled the remaining vamps down to four, they were playing with them.

Spike hadn't realized just how strong Xander was, he was in awe of the spectacle before him, all four vampires were trying to destroy Xander and having no luck. Spike lit up a cigarette and leaned against the house to watch.

A big red-haired vamp attacked Xander and got his head torn right off his neck for his trouble, he was followed by a blonde vampire who managed to get a hold of Xander. Spike watched as Xander punched his fist into the vampires chest and pulled his heart out. He was getting extremely arroused watching Xander kill. He adjusted himself and continued to watch the fight.

"Hey Spike? I thought you wanted to fight? What's the matter old man, tired?"
"Naw pet, just enjoying the view. You're gorgeous when your covered in blood and your fangs are showing."

Xander chuckled and continued to beat on the vampire he had a hold of. The other one that was left decided to be smart and he ran. Spike caught him easily and pounded on him before staking him. He looked up right into Xanders face, yellow eyes, ridges, gleaming fangs and all. Before he had a chance to say anything Xander growled and tackled him.

Spike's first thought was that Xander was lost in the bloodlust and was going to kill him. He figured out that wasn't the case when he felt Xanders lips press down on his. He understood this alright, nothing like a good fight to get you all hot and bothered. Spike kissed back, he pulled the younger vampire closer to him and deepened the kiss.

Xander wasn't so far gone that he didn't know what he was doing, he wanted Spike and by the looks of things, and the hard cock pressing into his hip, Spike wanted him too. Xander pulled away from the blonde and Spike groaned in disappointment.

"Look pet, it happens don't freak out."
"Not freaking out Spike, want you. Just not here."
"Oh, right then. Where?"
"House, come on."

Xander pulled Spike into the main house and straight up the stairs to his room. He pulled Spike into his room and shoved him up against the closed door before attacking his lips again. Spike groaned and opened his mouth in invitation. Xander plunged his tongue into Spike's mouth while pulling the blondes clothes off. Spike returned the favor, shredding the silk shirt Xander was wearing and pulling at the fasteners of the leather pants. Xander pulled away from Spike long enough to rid himself of his boots and pants. Spike did the same.

Spike took a moment to study Xander's naked form before tackling him to the bed. Xander landed with an 'oomph' and chuckled at the blonde on top of him. Spike smiled at him before kissing him again. Hands were everywhere, lips, tongues and teeth explored the flesh of the other. Eventually the teasing became too much.

"Xan, I need you, now. How do you want to do this?"
"You do me."
"You have anything? Or do you want it rough?"
"Lube's in the drawer, hurry."

Spike grabbed the lube from the drawer and coated his cock with it. He plunged two fingers into Xander and hurridly prepared him before slamming into him from behind. Spike and Xander both howled as Spike thrust into him. Their coupling was fierce, and animalistic. Growling, Spike pulled out and flipped Xander over before slamming into him again. Xander pulled Spike's face down and tore into his lips with his fangs. Bloody kisses were exchanged while Spike continued to pound into Xander with abandon. Xander reached for his cock and began pulling it in time to Spike's thrusts. He could tell the other man was as close as he was, he pulled Spike close and bit deep into his neck as he came all over his hand and both thier chests.

Spike howled when he felt Xanders fangs rip into his flesh, he sped up his thrusts and dove for Xanders throat and bit deep as he exploded into orgasm. He pulled a mouthful of Xanders blood and swallowed. He retracted his fangs and licked the wound as it closed.

"Mmm, pet you taste absolutely wonderful."
"Thanks, not so bad yourself."
"You going to get all wierd about this pet?"
"Spike, could you maybe not ask me that while your cock is still in my ass? No, I'm not gonna get all wierd about this. It was my idea if you remember."
"Oh yeah, It was wasn't it. Saved me from having to seduce you."
"I didn't think vampires seduced."
"We don't. But I've never shagged a vampire with a soul before. Didn't know how to go about it."
"Come on, lets get cleaned up. I gotta pack up my things and fire the staff."

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18

After a fantastic round of oral sex in the shower, Spike and Xander were dressed, packed and headed back to the apartment. Xander had let the staff go with bonuses for being terminated without notice, two of the girls, his favorites, insisted on his feeding from them before he left. They had witnessed the fight outback and knew that he would be run down and hungry. Spike watched Xander feed with anewed arousal.

"Spike, I know what your thinking, I can smell you now you know."
"Well what the fuck do you expect, I watch you bite those girls, something I haven't been able to do in far too long, and I'm expected not to want to shag you into the middle of next week?"
"Is it that different? Feeding from bags instead of people. Aside from the biting thing that is."
"Bloody right it is! Even when I can get human blood, it's stale, almost bland, never quite the right temperature no matter how long I've been practising heating it. Just you wait mate, you'll see."
"I guess I will won't I? I kind of forgot, I got used to being offered. Maybe I shouldn't have fired the staff."
"Like your mates would allow you to go around snacking on people, even if they were offering and being paid for it. Look how well the slayer took it when Captain Cardboard was whoring himself out to the locals."
"True, let's dump this stuff back at my apartment and I'll buy you a beer somewhere."
"Sounds good."

Xander and Spike dropped by the apartment before heading out to Willy's. At this time of the night in Sunnydale nothing else was open. Xander slung his arm over Spike's shoulder and pressed a kiss to his lips as they walked in the door. Every demon in the place took notice of Spike's new companion and those that had heightened senses new exactly how close the two men were.

Spike wondered if Xander knew what he was doing, kissing him in public in front of a bar full of demons. His chipped status and working with the slayer had done serious harm to his reputation and any demon looking to make a name for himself would try and stake him. Whole groups of them sometimes. Xander's casual embrace was a public display of ownership in demon circles, whether the boy knew exactly what he was projecting, he wasn't sure. The combined smell of the two of them, the bite marks and now the public display of affection showed them as being a mated pair. Only a fool would go after the mate of someone as strong as Xander.

Spike grinned and sat himself at the bar. He could do far worse than having Xander Harris for a mate. He was shaping up to be one hell of a vampire. He fought well, shagged like a demon, which he was, and had quite a bit of dosh put away. Not to mention that he was the strongest vampire in Sunnydale, all of California and possibly even the whole damn country. Most of the old ones lived in Europe and Asia. He would explain things to Xander later, maybe.

"Hey kid, you're back. Sorry about what happened tonight. Tough break."
"Yeah thanks, gimme a couple of beers."
"No problem. You want anything else, let me know."
"I'll do that."

A few beers later and Spike and Xander were headed back to his apartment for the day.

"You alright pet?"
"Yeah, a bit tired though. I could sleep for a week."
"Go on to bed then."
"You coming?"
"That an invitation luv?"
"Of course. Come on."

Xander led Spike into the bedroom and then remembered the mess he had made earlier.

"Oops. Watch out for the mess. Had a bit of a temper tantrum earlier."
"I expected to see worse when I got back from Ruperts."
"Anya stopped me before I got any further. I'll clean it up tomorrow."
"Right. Into bed then. I'll close the curtains."
"Spike?"
"Yes pet?"
"Are we...?I mean, do you...? What the hell is going on between us?"
"Well, if you ask any of the demons that were at Willy's earlier, they'd say we were mated."
"Mated?"
"Yeah, mated. A couple, a very serious, completely monogamus, fight to the death for each other, couple."
"So what your telling me is that in vampire terms, we're married?"
"About sums it up luv."
"How'd that happen?"

Spike undressed and climbed into bed beside Xander and put his arms around him. Xander snuggled into Spikes chest and sighed in contentment.

"You pretty much announced it to the room when we walked in. We reaked of sex, we're sporting each others fang marks, and you kissed me. On top of all that pet, and I'm sorry to bring this up, you betrayed your own Sire for me. It leads some people to think you love me."
"Oh."
"That's it? Just oh? No freaking out then? No demands for a divorce?"
"No. Just oh. Not the way I pictured us becoming a couple, but it'll do."
"So, yer not disowning me then? Not ashamed to have a dsyfunctional vampire for a mate?"
"No. Spike, the fact that you've survived this long with that chip in your head is a testament to your strength. I doubt any other vampire would have lasted this long. It sorta makes me proud of you, as I stated in my letters Spike, I understand you alot better now. And for the record, I'm sorry I was such an ass to you."
"Thanks Xan. Not just for the apology, but for making something good come out of a horrible situation. I never thought about it like that. I always saw the chip as making me weak, not proving my strength."
"Your welcome. But if anyone asks about our marriage, you're the wife!"
"Oi! I seem to remember that it was you who had my cock in his arse! Why do I have to be the wife?"
"Because I said so, and because in about two minutes my cock is gonna be in your ass. So there!"
"Well when you put it that way. Get on with it then."

Xander attacked his new found mate, it was their wedding night after all. He plundered his mouth with abandon, kissing, licking and biting at Spike's silken lips. Spike moaned in appreciation and thrust up toward Xander.

Xander covered the smaller vampires body with his own and thrust his hardness against Spike's. They groaned and started a rythem, rocking their hips together. Xander reached into the bed side table drawer and drew out a bottle of lubricant. He coated two fingers in it and then thrust them both into his lovers ass. Spike howled and Xander stopped.

"Spike? Are you okay?"
"M'fine luv, just haven't done this in a very long time. Almost a century to be exact."
"You want me to stop?"
"Bloody hell no! Don't you even think about it!"
"Okay, I'll try to be a little more careful though."
"That'd be nice this time, later you can be a rough as you like."

Xander set back to work gently preparing Spike to take him in without pain. He wanted to make it good for him. By the time he had worked four fingers into him, stroking his prostrate on every thrust, the blond was panting and snarling. Xander pulled his fingers out carefully and Spike whimpered at the loss as Xander applied a generous amount of lube to his swollen shaft. He hooked Spike's legs over his shoulders and eased himself forward.

Spike groaned in pleasure as Xander's cock stretched and filled him. He hadn't been taken by a man since Angelus got his soul, the first time. And Xander was nothing like Angelus. This was good, no pain, no blood, no being used as merely a way to get your rocks off. No, Xander was making him feel good. Very good in fact.

Xander leaned down and captured Spikes lips with his own. He was holding on to his human features still, he wanted Spike to know how he felt about him. That this was about him wanting Spike, not just the demon wanting to get laid. He levered his weight onto one arm and took Spike's cock into his free hand, stroking it in time to his thrusts.

Spike looked up into Xander's choclate brown eyes and saw his future. This man wanted him, felt something for him even. It was too soon for Xander to love him, but he saw the possibility of it in those eyes, it was more than he had expected. He hadn't denied the claim he'd unknowingly made, he had in fact embraced it. And now, now he was barely holding back from shifting to his demons face, just to prove that it was Xander that was making love to him, not his demon.

"God Xan, so good. Don't hold back pet, let it go."
"Don't want to Spike. Want you to know it's me."
"I do luv. I know, Let it go, I have."

Xander looked at Spike and realized that his lover was already in game face and he let himself go. He sped up his thrusts while stroking Spikes cock. He lunged forward and buried his fangs in Spikes throat as he came. Spike twisted his head to get a better angle and bit into Xander as he came as well.

The two vampires were drifting off to sleep as the sun rose. Suddenly Xander sat up with a groan.

"Xander? What's wrong?"
"Angel's my father in law! God this sucks!"
"Yup, but if you think that's bad just wait 'till we tell the Scoobies the good news."
"Oh fuck! Buffy's going to kill you, or me, possibly both of us."
"Well we could always go stay with Angel for a while, you can call him Dad, it'll be fun."
"That would be kinda fun now that he can't kick my ass."
"Go to sleep luv, it's morning. Time for all good vampires to be asleep. We'll sort your friends out when we wake up."
"Kay, night Spike."
"Goodnight luv."

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19

Spike was woken the next afternoon to the sound of the phone ringing in his ear.He reached over and grabbed the reciever before it woke Xander.

"George and Martha Harris's. Martha speaking."
"Er, ah, Spike?"
"Yes watcher?"
"Why...why did you answer the phone that way?"
"Your a smart one, figure it out. Look it's the middle of the bleedin day and we were sleeping. What do you want?"
"Well, I wanted to talk to Xander, but seeing as he's sleeping I'll talk to you. There was a problem last night concerning some vampires over in the westhills area. Buffy would like some back up when she goes on patrol tonight, do you think Xander will be up for it?"
"Oi! What so now that one of the Scooby club has been vamped I'm no longer needed? Is that it?"
"No. I just assumed that you would go. I was merely concerned as to whether Xander would be up to accompanying the two of you."
"Oh, right then. We'll be by after sunset. Make sure you have blood eh? You got two leaches now."

Spike hung up the phone and rolled over to find Xander watching him with ammusement.

"Why didn't you tell him that it was us last night?"
"Cause I'm evil, where would the fun be in that?"
"Of course, how silly of me. But now we'll be stuck following Buffy all over town tonight on a wild goose chase."
"Hmm, we'll tell them when we get there then."
"Okay. Spike?"
"Yeah Xan?"
"Leaches?"
"Well yeah, the blood, and the sucking."
"Sucking. Sounds like a plan."

Xander rolled ontop of Spike and started sucking on his bottom lip. Spike opened his mouth and Xander slipped his tongue inside. Spike pulled Xander as close to him as he could and trailed his hands down his lovers back. He grabbed Xander's ass and pulled him down as he thrust up against him. Xander groaned but would not be detoured from his plan. He broke the kiss and licked and nibbled his way down Spike's pale satin-skinned chest to his throbbing erection.

Spike panted in anticipation as Xander hovered, his mouth mere inches from his cock. Just when Spike was about to yell, scream, BEG, for Xander to touch him, Xander lowered his head and licked the length of his shaft. Spike howled, Xander chuckled at him and took the head of Spike's cock in his mouth and sucked hard.

"Fuck! Xander!"
"Spike, problem?"
"No. Just, want to taste you too, luv. Swing around eh?"

Xander and Spike repositioned themselves so they were lying on their sides, each at groin level with the other. As soon as they were in position Xander went to work on Spike. Spike didn't waste any time teasing Xander, engulfing his cock straight away. Xander moaned in pleasure with Spike's cock deep in his throat. The vibrations caused Spike to moan as well. It didn't take long for either man to cum after that.

Spike and Xander curled around each other emitting low growly noises that sounded suspiciously like purring. Xander chuckled and Spike looked at him quizzically.

"What's funny pet?"
"Just didn't realize I could purr. Or that you could for that matter."
"Oi! Ancient vampire secret mate. Not something we talk about. 'Sides, we only do it when we're content."
"Mmm, that I am."
"Go back to sleep pet, still have a couple of hours before the sun goes down."
"Okay, 'night Martha."
"Shut up whelp!"

Later that day, just after sunset Spike and Xander walked into the Magic Box for a meeting with the Scoobies. No one took much notice of how close Xander and Spike sat to each other, or that they talked to each other in low voices. No one that is except Giles. But he had a sneaking suspicion about what was going on, Martha indeed!

Xander explained that there was no need to patrol westhills as it was him and Spike that were causing the disturbance last night, clearing out Thor's minions. Buffy was upset that they didn't ask her to help. Xander and Spike exchanged a smile, remembering what the fighting had led to. Buffy would have been more upset if she had been there.

No one was saying much about Xander's new status of being undead. It was almost like nothing had changed, even the Scoobies could be guilty of Sunnydale syndrome - see only what you want to see - when it concerned one of their own. Spike whispered something to Xander, he nodded, and Spike left the room. When he came back a few minutes later he was carrying two mugs. Xander took his and sniffed at. He looked up at Spike and made an 'eeww' face. Spike grinned at him and gave him his 'I told you so' look. Xander took a sip of the blood and almost spit it out.

"Gah! How the hell do you drink this shit?!?"
"Told you pet, it's different."
"Different? Try awful! What is it? It's not human."
"Pigs blood pet, the good stuff is in your fridge."
"And you've been living on this shit for years? God, I'm so sorry Spike. If I had any idea..."
"Well you didn't. How could you? I'm used to it now, don't like it, but I'm used to it."
"I don't think I'll ever get used to it."

The others watched the two vampires discuss the quality of the blood in their mugs, no one wanted to think about how Xander had been feeding. Finally Willow asked the question everyone was thinking.

"Xander? How have you been eating?"

Spike and Xander exchanged another look. They knew that sooner or later this would come up. At least he hadn't had to kill anyone to keep his cover.

"I didn't kill anyone if that's what your asking. But I did feed from humans."
"Oh. Um, how did you do that without killing them?"
"Wills, Vampires don't have to kill to feed. Fledges probably do, but I'm stronger than that. Spike wouldn't have to kill to feed either. He's old enough to control it."
"Okay. But who? I mean you weren't just running around biting random people. Were you?"

Spike and Xander both laughed at the image that brought forth. Xander, in game face, running around town biting people. It was funny to them, but appearantly not to the rest of the group.

"Sorry, mental picture. No I wasn't biting random people. Thor had alot of servants who were well paid to provide meals for us. No killing, no biting the townsfolk. Okay?"
"Oh my God! You mean to tell me that there were people who knew what you guys were and willingly let you feed off them?!"
"Buffy, it has been well documented by the council that this sort of thing is quite common among the old ones. Vampires have kept humans in their employ for emergency donors, or even as a steady diet for centuries. I for one am quite happy that Xander was so fortunate as to not have to hunt for sustanence."
"But Giles. It's just so...eeewww!"
"Your soldier boy didn't find it so 'eeewww' now did he?"

As soon as the words left Spike's mouth, all hell broke loose. Buffy grabbed a stake and charged Spike intent on dusting him once and for all. She never even got close. Xander had moved so quickly no one but Spike saw him. The next thing Buffy knew her stake had been knocked from her hand and Spike had been pulled behind Xander. Xander himself was in full game face and growling. Giles rolled his eyes and sighed in defeat. He looked at Spike, who was smiling in satisfaction.

"Martha?"
"Yup, that's me!"

Xander shook off his game face and turned to Spike and kissed him. Buffy sat on the floor in shock, Giles shook his head and wandered off in search of the bottle of scotch he kept hidden in the shop, and Willow and Tara shared a knowing look.

"Are you okay?"
"Fine pet. Thanks."
"Martha?"
"You said I had to be the wife. M'just playing my part."

Xander smiled and kissed Spike again. Willow and Tara snuck out of the room to give the two men some privacy. Buffy still sat on the floor in shock. Spike broke the kiss and looked down at Buffy. He turned to Xander.

"I think we broke the slayer pet."
"Yeah, looks like. You think Angel will take the news this well?"
"Only one way to know for sure."
"Road trip!"

The two vampires smiled at each other. Spike was happier than he had been in a very long time. So was Xander. For the first time in his short existance, Xander was looking forward to the future. Now all he had to do was get all of Thor's bank accounts and properties converted into his name. It was a fair payment for having to survive on pigs blood!

"Hey Willow! Got your laptop here?"

The End