Acquaintances | By : Tisienne Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 4765 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Giles had felt the name Olivia Jamison was somewhat familiar and had searched the old records. He’d discovered that the woman had been Robert’s biological mother and had tragically died in childbirth, whereupon her best friend, Marianne Travers-Hargrove had chosen to adopt the boy. There was some indication—and this was the untruth, but they all felt it was necessary—there was some indication that Robert’s adoptive parents had intended to tell him the true story of his origins on his eighteenth birthday but as they had died prior, along with his grandfather Quentin, they obviously had been unable to do so.
They would explain to Robert about his birth father as well as what had happened to him, and that his mother’s father had been a bit of a prick but that as both men were dead, his mother’s mother had been looking for him for quite a while.
It was a good story, they felt, and would prevent the young man from feeling any more bitter or angry than necessary.
It would also, Giles pointed out, have the effect of not upsetting Lily, Xander’s sweet and gentle neighbor-lady.
He’d had no idea that the woman was the person he’d been searching on behalf of; mostly because as soon as she’d realized that he was a friend of her ‘favorite boys’ she’d insisted upon using only Christian names, saying that he was already like one of the family because he obviously had the good sense to know quality when he saw it.
Giles had almost snorted, remembering what he’d thought of Spike during the early years of their relationship. But the vampire had grown and changed in ways the Watcher never would have thought possible in the beginning, so he’d simply smiled and accepted a cup of tea, agreeing that ‘William and Harrison’ were very good boys and quite unlike most of their generation.
“Right, then,” Spike finally said, his arm around his love where they sat on the couch, “Question is… who gets ta tell young Bobby that he has a grandmum he’s never heard of… oh, an’ ‘s likely ta inherit a soddin’ fortune, assumin’ he an’ th’ lively old bird get on?”
Harris frowned. “I’d offer, but… I mean, I really barely know him, right? It seems like the kind of news that should come from a… friend. Mentor.”
“Erstwhile father-figure,” Spike agreed, arching a brow at the Watcher.
Giles rolled his eyes. “Yes. Of course I’ll be the one to inform him of his new… situation. However, I hope you two will remain available should he decide to visit and meet his Grandmother. He hasn’t any true friends in this country and you’d at least be familiar faces.”
Harris nodded quickly, ignoring the annoyed look it earned him from his lover. “Yeah, I… just let us know when and if he’s coming, okay? We can come back… or I can.” He blushed deeply. “I can’t speak for Spike, but I’LL be here at least until he and Lily get a little comfortable with each other.” He nodded again, his hand rising to tangle fingers with those of the arm around his shoulders.
Spike was blinking rapidly. It had sounded like his Xan had just said… “Come back?” he demanded, just to be sure he truly understood. “We can come back. Meanin’ we won’t be here. Meanin’ we’re goin’ ta be somewhere else.”
Harris smiled and kissed his vampire slowly as Giles looked amused. “Babe… I’ll still need to fly up here every week or so, just to check up on Lily, but… yeah. I think maybe… well, what’s that they say? ‘I want to be a part of it, New York, New York…”
The Watcher blushed slightly as the human’s words led to a deeper, longer kiss. He stood and made his way across the room. “I’ll just be in the kitchen giving Robert a call. It’s… entirely possible that it may take quite a while to explain things, so… please don’t think I’m ignoring you. I’m sure you can find some way to… amuse yourselves…”
The vampire raised his free hand, waving Giles off. “Do what you like, mate,” he grumbled, forcing himself to pull away from his beloved’s lips for a moment. “Just… take your time about it, ‘ey…? Wouldn’t want you havin’ heart failure at what I’m about ta do with my luv on this couch.”
“Spike!” Harris cried, laughing, “We are SO not gonna do ANYTHING here when Giles is in the kitchen!”
The blond smirked, his fingers trailing wickedly over the front of his Claimed’s jeans. “Care ta make a small wager on that, pet?”
Giles shook his head, blushing even more as he entered the kitchen and closed the door. Perhaps he’d make his call from the small balcony designed for al fresco dining on the other side of the kitchen. One more layer of insulation couldn’t possibly be a bad thing.
And suddenly he was very glad he hadn’t slept on that couch.
* * * * *
Explaining to Lily about Robert had been fairly simple. Harris simply told her a slightly modified version of the story Giles had told Robert, the only true differences being that he implied Olivia and Marianne had met in Ireland, rather than England and he’d told her that Bob, her daughter’s fiancé, had run afoul of a gang and been killed, his body unidentified for years and by the time it was, his listed ‘next of kin’ was also deceased, meaning Olivia.
He didn’t try to explain why there was no record of Lily’s daughter arriving on the Emerald Isle, and the woman assumed it had just been an error with paperwork.
He was smiling as she simply glowed, finally knowing that her favorite child’s baby was not only alive but thriving and apparently wanted to know her, and that Olivia’s young man hadn’t been the scoundrel she’d thought.
He was smiling even more a few minutes later when his cell phone rang at the appointed time and he passed it to her.
“H-hello…?” he listened to her say shakily, her eyes brimming with happy tears, “Is this… is this Robert…? This is… yes, dear.”
Tears poured down Lily’s face, her smile truly sparkling. “I… I know it may be awkward for you, dear. If it helps, please just call me Lily as Harrison and William do…”
Harris smiled again, softly, as he stood and crossed to her chair, kissing her cheek softly. “Good luck, Lily,” he whispered, “He’s a good guy. I think you’ll get along really well.”
He hadn’t told her that Robert was gay, but knowing her, that wouldn’t matter in the slightest. Besides, he had a feeling that it would come out in conversation, so to speak and… some truths weren’t his to tell, anyway.
* * * * *
“Well, they’re talking,” he said, still smiling as he entered his own apartment a moment or two later. “I think it’s gonna be fine.”
“Right, then,” Spike said, setting another packed suitcase by the door, “Got everythin’ you’re goin’ ta need for th’ next few days, luv. Plane leaves in two hours. Rupert has th’ spare keys ta th’ door an’ he’s promised ta keep an eye on our Lil’ for th’ next couple days. Called Trev an’ El. They’re meetin’ us at th’ airport.” The vampire frowned. “Didn’t mention Bobby ta them. Figure it’s your place if you choose ta. Not tryin’ ta make trouble, you know?”
Harris laughed and grabbed his claimed around the waist, pulling him tightly against his body to still the obvious jittering. “Babe… babe, relax. I’m not gonna change my mind, okay?” He kissed the much older man slowly, his tongue caressing teeth, gums and the slick, cooler tongue joyously. He let the mingling of flavors continue for a few minutes then pulled back slightly. “I’m just wondering if you found all the toys I stashed, babe… because I’m pretty sure we’re gonna want them.”
The blond smirked. “You mean th’ ones in th’ box under th’ bed marked ‘old school reports?” He sniggered. “Never saw anythin’ designed ta make Rupert more curious, luv. Lucky for you I’m bloody well thorough.”
The human blushed, shaking his head. “See, and that’s exactly why I never understood G-man. Old school reports should be boring, and… BORING! Thank Gods you found it before he did.”
Spike smirked again, deliberately not telling his beloved about the queasy look on the Watcher’s face when he’d basically ordered the vampire to ‘pack what’s in that box. I don’t need nightmares from sleeping above it’.
“Yah, pet… bloke would have blushed nearly purple, I’m thinkin’.” Or knowing. Whichever. Spike grinned even more.
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(A/N: Thanks to TheShadowCat and Eileen for their reviews. I truly appreciate time taken from the holiday weekend just for me. :) The last chapter should be up soon. Hope you guys like. You rock! *nods*)
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