The Viking Hunter
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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
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Adult ++
Chapters:
19
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3,559
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3
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Part 12
Part 12
Spike and Giles were just leaving the Magic Box when Willy approached 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 didn’t 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 spray painted '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!"
Spike and Giles were just leaving the Magic Box when Willy approached 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 didn’t 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 spray painted '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!"