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White Picket Fences	By : DarknessFadesDTWC Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 6706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The muffled sound of someone rolling out of bed and a stream of
obscenities was the first thing that greeted Alexander
Harris as he slowly woke up. The tall, slightly muscular brunette shuffled
into the next room clad only in a pair of Snoopy
boxer shorts. He didn�t say a word; he
only glared at the blond who had found a way to tangle himself in his bed
sheets and proceeded into the kitchen to make coffee.

Alexander,
or Xander as he was known to most, scanned the messy
lounge and kitchen. Beer cans and
bottles were scattered about every surface that wasn�t covered by popcorn or
pizza boxes. He grimaced remembering the
night before. He and his unwanted
roommate had put aside their differences to have a �guy�s night.� All this meant was that the two sat around
watching action movies and binging on beer and junk food. He spotted the nearly empty bottle of vodka
on the dining table and picked it up, eyeballing the half-inch of clear liquid
left in the bottle. He was definitely
paying for last night this morning. His
head felt as if the entire Riverdance dance company
was dancing in his head and his mouth felt as if he had eaten cotton. It hurt to open his eyes any further than the
tiny slit they were open. He pulled open
the top drawer of one of the counters and pulled out a bottle of Advil. Popping two geltabs
in his mouth, he swallowed them down with a handful of water from the faucet
and shuffled to his couch.

Spike
cracked an eye open as he slowly stood up, his blankets still wrapped around
his mostly naked form. Padding out of
his room, the pnum num blond vampire moved slowly into the kitchen and popped
two geltabs before settling in the recliner with the
remainder of the vodka.

�I thought
you undead types didn�t get hungover.� Xander mumbled
curling tighter into himself.

�Yeah well
when you drink enough anything�s possible.�
He drawled, finishing the bottle and tossing it aside.

Xander peered over the armrest of the leather couched at
the head of mussed up blond hair and grinned inwardly. He would never admit it but the vampire was
quite attractive even though he could barely stand to be in the room with the
so called �Big Bad� for more than ten minutes at a time. Last night he had given the blond a chance to
prove that he could be a decent man and the two had got along quite amiably;
trading horror stories about girlfriends and whatnot. A wave of sickness over came
Xander and he jumped up and ran to the sink just
barely missing vomiting on the floor. He
rinsed the sink and waved at the vampire before retreating to his room and
shutting the door most of the way.

*~*~*~

That night, neither man was feeling
all that much better when they reported to the Magic Box. Not paying all too much attention, Xander and Spikeded ded and left to patrol their designated
area.

�I�m never drinking with you
again.� Xander
announced to his companion. His stomach
was still churning forcing them to rest every so often so he wouldn�t retch all
over the place.

Spike snorted and lit a cigarette
as they continued to patrol the area around the cemetery. A shrill scream filled the night air and the
two took off running in the direction of the sound.

A Volvo station wagon was ablaze,
the scream coming from the back of the car where two figures were struggling to
escape the flames. A group of five
fledges surrounded the blaze, watching in amusement as the car burned. Two adults, obviously the childrens�
parents lay in a crumpled heap near the burning car. They had been drained completely; not a drop
of blood remaining in their bodies.

Instinctively, Xander
ran to the car and motioned for the children to shield themselves. Using the butt of the axe in his hand, Xander smashed the rear window and lifted the two children
out of the car. He watched as Spike took
on most of the fledges
before turning to see a vamp coming his way. The children were pushed behind him as he
briefly fought the vamp before staking it and lifting the smaller of the two
children in his arms and running down the street where as soon as he stopped
and placed the child on the ground, he vomited in the street.

The three sat quietly, waiting for
the black clad blond. The smaller of the
two children, a toddler no older than three, had cried himself to sleep while
the older, a girl who was probably five, sat pushed against the fender of an
old Buick. Every time Xander tried to touch the girl, she shied away, sobbing
softly. �I won�t hurt you. I�m here to help.� He whispered, trying to coax her closer to
him.

Heavy footsteps were heard
approaching their hiding place some minutes later. �They alright, Harris?� asked Spike, Xander�s axe in his hand.
Xander nodded and motioned to the sleeping boy
in his lap.

�What do we do with them?� Xander said calmly.

Spike�s preternatural hearing
caught the wail of sirens in the distance.
�We need to get out of here.� Xander nodded
and held the young boy close as they quickly headed towards Xander�s
flat.

Before Xander
could even close the door to his flat, the night�s events were finally catching
up to the little girl as she began to sob uncontrollably. Spike gently lifted
her and brought her over to the couch, placing her in his lap. �W-where�s mommy?� She sobbed as Spike began to gently rock her.
Spike thought twice about answering her question.

�Why don�t we get you cleaned up
and talk about this tomorrow, �kay, luv?� Spike gently removed the jacket from her and carried
her into the loo. She sat sniffing as
tears continued to roll down her cheeks as she sat on the countertop. Every now and then she would wipe her little
button nose with the sleeve of her light blue shirt. �Don�t wipe your nose on your shirt.� His voice was softer than usual, even when speaking
to Dawn.

Picking up a striped washcloth from
the rack on the wall and rinsed it with cold water. She calmed somewhat as Spike gently wiped her
face and neck with the washcloth. �Do
you have a name, Niblet?� He asked.

She sniffed loudly and nodded her
head. �Ariel.� She sniffed followed by a tiny yawn. Spike nodded in acknowledgement and carried
her into his room.

�W-where�s Nicholas?� She yawned as the blond placed her in the bed
and removed her shoes.

�That your brother?� He asked.n stn style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
She nodded and pulled the covers to her chin. The exhausted child quickly fell asleep and
the vampire went in search of Xander.

*~*~*~

Xander was seated on his bed with the toddler in his arms
gazing at the small form. He knew he
shouldn�t be getting too attached to the children but he couldn�t help it. He turned his eyes up to see the slim form of
his roommate leaning against the door frame.
�I put the Bit down in my bed.�
Spike stated. Xander
stood and pushed passed the other man to place the toddler in the other room.

A can of
beer rested on his knee as he stared blankly at the television. He knew he couldn�t keep the children but god
he wanted to. He sighed deeply and
glanced at the vampire who sat at the kitchen counter nursing a glass of
scotch.

�Can�t keep
them, ya know.�
Xander turned to look at the vampire. The brunette�s eyes pleaded with the blond.

�I know. I
know.� Xander
sighed dramatically and slouched down against the armrest. �I�m goin� to bed.� Xander chucked his
beer can in the recycling bag and shut himself in his room leaving Spike to stare
at his closed door.

Ever since
he had moved into Xander�s spare bedroom after Anya and Xander
split, Spike had begun keeping regular sleeping hours. That was also about the same time that Spike
realised his growing attraction for the boy.
At first, this change in his feelings for the other male had come as a
shock but as days went by the shock started to fade. It felt almost natural for him to feel
something for Xander.

*~*~*~

Some time,
in the early morning hours, Spike found himself unable
to sleep on the couch and stood before Xander�s
closed door. His hand found the doorknob
and cautiously, the vampire made his way over to the spacious bed and crawled under
the covers.

*~*~*~

A/N: This fic has been
brought to you by Luci. So what do you think? Should I continue it?
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