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1 4 3	By : CWoodhaven Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 3094 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author: c_woodhaven
Title: 1 4 3
Chapter: 2/3
Pairing/Characters: Spike / Xander
Rating: NC-17
Feedback/Concrit: Yes, but please be gentle. I'm new and fragile.
Disclaimer: Not mine, no money made, just playing in Joss' sandbox.
Warnings: Warnings: Mention of character death, m/m slash, rimming, anal, lusty grindage
Summary: Spike's hurting, and Xander comes to offer support. Takes place about 2 years after their conversation in the bar.

Conversation in the Parlor
�You know everyone is terrified to come in here.� Xander said as he walked through the door shutting it behind him.
Spike was standing at the window, standing in the half-light of the fire staring somberly at the rain spattering the window panes. He was wearing a lightweight cream colored turtleneck, and some soft grey pants. His hair was still bleached, worn softer now with a slight wave to it. His face looked drawn, almost haggard. Moonlight filtered through the rain, dappling his skin in the places the firelight didn�t reach, making him look like an exotic spotted cat. He took a drink from the tumbler in his hand before he turned to look at Xander.
�You think they�d feel better if I were breaking things?�
�They�d deny it, but yeah. They don�t know how to deal with a quiet Spike�
�And you do?�
�Not really, I just wanted a drink. You mind?� Spike shook his head and turned back to the window.
Spike heard a thump as Xander set his duffle bag down, followed by the tinkle of glass on glass as the boy poured himself a drink.
��Bit call you?� Spike asked, although by his tone, it was barely a question.
Xander took a sip of his drink, and then joined Spike by the window. �Should I even bother to lie?� a half smile ghosted Spikes lips �She�s worried about you. So was I�
�So instead of coming downstairs and talking to me, she has you and the watcher sprint across the globe so you can have a chat with me.�
�Not Mark, just me. And please, don�t call him the watcher. It conjures up images of Giles that I truly do not need.�
�What, you two have a lovers spat?� Spike was surprised. Mark and Xander had seemed fairly happy. All the emails he ever got from Xander indicated things were going well.
�If by spat you mean �no longer seeing each other�, then yes we had a spat. He doesn�t understand�� Xander paused trying to find the right words �He doesn�t see you like I do, all he sees is vampire, and I can�t really fault him for that. Not too long ago, I was him, so no stone throwing� Xander didn�t seem overly concerned about the demise of his latest relationship. �Are we done with the small talk yet?�
�Too right�
They sat in amiable silence, watching as the rain crept down the glass.
�Do you know how it happened?� Xander finally asked gently.
Six simple words, and Spikes felt the hole in his heart rip open again. The urge to break and rip and tear and rend was almost overwhelming as the grief rolled over him. And as he had for the last couple of days, Spike ruthlessly clamped down on those feelings. But for the first time since he�d found out, he realized he also wanted to talk. Since their strange conversation in the bar a couple of years ago, they had fallen into an odd sort of friendship. He finally answered tersely �No, not the details.�
�How�d you find out?�
�Angel and I both got couriered packages that arrived at the same time, we�re pretty sure they were sent by whatever�s left of Wolfram and Hart�
�Do I even want to ask what was in them? I�m having flashbacks to Se7en.�
Spike smiled, and felt the knot around his heart loosening a fraction. �Couldn�t send us her head, now could they?� He reached in his pocket and pulled out a stained piece of black velvet ribbon. �They sent Angel a cameo he�d given her, something he�d taken off a shopkeeper pretty soon after she�d been turned�
�And by �taken off a shopkeeper�, you mean �ripped from their dying body�, don�t you?�
�Pretty much,� Spike smiled affectionately �It was one of the few things she had that survived Prague.� He gestured with the ribbon �This was one of her hair ribbons. She used to discipline her dolls with it they�d been naughty.� He caught Xander�s bemused gaze �What? It was a thing. Kept her happy, didn�t it?�
�So it was a two for one deal, kill one vamp, payback against you both?�
�Looks like. Thing is, some part of me knew when it happened I just didn�t want to believe it.�
Xander marveled at that. �And all this time we thought that Sire-Childe bond thingy was just a wishful thinking by those weird vamp groupies.�
�It wasn�t some sort of mystical bond, git� Spike scowled slightly. �It was like�old marrieds�� I always knew that she was out there and all right. And then � she just wasn�t. Couple days later, we got the packages.�
�I�m sorry. I know that some part of you thought that you�d end up back with her somehow, someday.
Spike looked at him sharply.
�What? You think I don�t know that forever is a long time? Angel�s lost his soul twice in the 10 years or so since I�ve known him. Three times if you count the drug thing. The odds of you losing yours at some point and joining back up with Dru weren�t that bad.
�In fact, Dawn just cleaned up in the pool we had going. We thought she was nuts sitting on �never happen�.�
�You lot had a pool going on me going evil and getting back with Dru!?� Spike was incredulous.
�Well�yeah.� Xander was practically bouncing. �I so cleaned up when Angel lost his soul last time. He hit both my markers � �world save-age� and �willingly gave it up�. He�s so predictable. I bought an iPod� He grinned.
�And what did you have for me?� Spike asked, quietly, absently twisting Dru�s ribbon in his fingers.
Xander smiled, �I was parked firmly on �spell damage�.�
Spike laughed genuinely for the first time in days. He slipped Dru�s ribbon in his pocket and walked over to refill his drink. Xander walked over to top his off as well. As Spike poured, Xander saw firelight glint off the ring Spike was wearing.
�You still have that?� Xander gestured at the ring.
�Oh, yeah� Spike looked down at his right hand, then said apologetically �I�d been carting the box around, planning to give it back to you, but I almost lost it in Jakarta hunting a clan of G�nrda demons. Just started wearing it after that, easier than keeping up with the box. Here,� Spike set his drink glass down, and went to pull the ring off.
Xander placed a hand on his arm. �No, don�t worry about it. It looks good on you. Bet you�re glad I didn�t go with something girly. I can�t believe it fit you.� He paused a strange expression crossed his face �Almost like it was made for you,� he said softly.
Before Spike could even wonder what that meant, Xander walked over to the fireplace, and sat down in one of the overstuffed chairs placed in front of it. Spike sat down in its mate, opposite him.
�Been meaning to ask you � what�s 143?�
�Um�the number after 142?� Xander responded, looking confused �Is this a trick question? Have we gotten to the trick question portion of the evening already? �Cause,� he faked a yawn �damn am I tired.�
�Daft git.� Spike said exasperatedly �The number you had inscribed in the ring...143�what the hell does it mean? I�ve checked every spell book and numerology reference I can find, and can�t figure out what the blazes it refers to�
Realization dawned in Xanders� eyes, as he began to laugh good naturedly �Not 143 - One � Four � Three� he said slowly. �You really researched that?� Xander sounded almost�wistful.
�Well yeah I researched it, after I asked Red, and �� Spike broke off suddenly.
��Faith.� Xander finished �You can say her name you know. She and I are good, no worries. It was something I was going to tell her on the honeymoon.�
�So�spill� Spike motioned for him to continue.
�It�s nothing.�
�So then tell me already�
�It�s just something that I came up with when the jeweler asked me if I wanted it engraved� Xander shrugged, unwilling to explain further.
�Two bloody years I kept up with this thing and your telling me it doesn�t mean anything?!?�
�I didn�t say it doesn�t mean anything. It actually means everything, at least to me. The jeweler asked me what I wanted to say to the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, and it was the first thing that popped into my head.�
�You�re not even going to give me a hint, are you?� Spike said resignedly.
�Uh � uh, buddy. Tell you what, why don�t you keep the ring until you figure it out. If you still want it after that, it�s yours.�
�You want to spend the rest of your life with me?� Spike said teasingly
Xander snorted, but Spike caught the unmistakable whiff of arousal from Xander, and heard his heart speed up. Spike�s shoulders tensed, this was an unexpected complication. Not entirely unwelcome, just�inopportune.
Xander noticed the change in Spike immediately, and had a pretty good idea of the cause. �Look, I�m really tired, and I need to go to bed.� He stood up, �I�m really sorry that she�s gone, Spike. I know you loved her. And don�t worry about the 1 4 3 thing. You�ll figure it out eventually. When you do, just�� Xander paused as he put his glass down on the bar, and slung his duffle bag over his shoulder �Just know that whatever you do with the information is fine with me.�

And with that, he was gone again, leaving Spike alone with his thoughts.
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