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Fighting for Survival	By : AddictedtoBuffy Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes > Angel(us)/Spike(William)/Xander > Angel(us)/Spike(William)/Xander Views: 13766 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Fighting For Survival
Author: AddictedtoBuffy
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Angel/Spike/Xander
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Angel the Series. They are the property of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy et al. I do not make money from the writing of this, it is purely entertainment. I do not mean any disrespect to the actors who have portrayed these characters. This fic contains explicit Male/Male relationships if you are adverse to this or are under the age of eighteen then please do not read. Thankyou to all the online writers who help keep the Buffyverse alive.
Summary: What if Buffy couldn’t stop the snake demon before it got back to Glory. Starts in the Buffy Season 5 Episode Shadow but then goes AU. Angel is the same as cannon up to this point except that Darla is not visiting Angel in his dreams despite having been brought back by Wolfram and Hart you’ll find out why later. Furthermore, this follows Jenns fic Playing Games found at AdultFanFiction or the Slashaholics Island. You don’t need to have read that to follow this but I do recommend it as it’s a great fic. I moved the timeline back a bit so that by the Season 5 Ep Shadow the boys are a threesome and Spike and Xander are only in Sunnydale to pick up their stuff before moving in with Angel.
Beta: Bubbysbub deserves tremendous applause for being my beta
Feedback: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I’ll get on my knees and beg for feedback both good and bad
Part: 29/?
Distribution: If I’ve said yes, take it otherwise please ask
Warnings: Mild Language Warning, violence and character death.
Home Page: I have a yahoo group which can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ForeverAngel/
Reviews: LadyVirgo1956 - They left Angel in the alley because he suffers more if he's not dust and knows that Darla was turned. There is definite ripping a new one going on in this chapter, they are very upset that he went off on his own. Yes lots more action to come, hope you enjoy this chapter.
Daeomae - Thanks, this ws difficult to recreate to fit this story line but stay true to their characters. Hope you enjoy.
A/N: A big thanks to Jenn for allowing me to use some of her ideas evident in Playing Games. Buffyworld is back! A big thanks to Howard Russell for bringing such a wonderful resource back online.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Xander and Spike walked into the Hyperion lobby supporting Angel on either side. Both Spike and Angel were smoking slightly as it was clearly day outside and Gunn and Wesley followed them in.

“We’re almost there. We’re almost there.” Xander kept telling them more of a mantra to himself than to anything else.

“Yo, anybody home?” Gunn called out from behind them where he was leaning against Wesley, the wheelchair gone but he was still relying heavily on a walking stick. Cordelia and Faith came hurrying out from the main office.

“Oh my God! Angel!”

“What happened?” Faith asked already assessing various threats.

“I don’t know, he’s been in and out, Spike hasn’t said anything and what Xander has said was only half the story. The half that doesn’t make any sense.” Angel was deposited on the couch and his lovers immediately curled in around him, Spike unmindful of the mild burns on his face and hands that had been unprotected from the suns rays as he had bundled Angel in and out of the car.

"Angel?" Cordelia asked mindful of how out of it her boss was.

“Can’t you lot just leave him alone for a moment!” Spike all but shouted from his protective embrace around his immortal lover. Spike had smelt the spilt blood in the alley, Darla’s spilt blood, the lawyer boy’s scent and one other thing that almost had Spike trembling in the confusion of emotions. Drusilla! Angel was roused by the raised voice and begun to struggle out of their protective arms.

"It's no, it's no time. No, no time." Angel sounded like a mad man, struggling in his lovers caring embrace but as he was still partially under the influence of whatever drug they’d given him he couldn’t break free.

“Shhh, pet, shhh.”

“We’ve got you babe, relax, we have you.” The two lovers attempted to soothe Angel while shooting death glares at the crowd gathered around them, fiercely protective.

"Where was he?" Tara asked quietly not wanting to incur the wrath of Spike and Xander.

“In an alley near the docks,” Wesley supplied.

"Should have heard them." Angel murmured and Xander hugged him tighter, playing with Angel’s hair. It was a statement of how far out of it Angel was that he didn’t protest about his usually immaculate hair being touched.

"We managed to get him to the truck without him bursting into flames or anything." Gunn pointed out watching the three curled up on the couch, Angel an out of it mass in the middle while the other two were sending out deadly, ‘don’t mess with us’ vibes.

"He's hurt." Dawn piped up wanting to go to Angel and fix him up.

“He’s also drugged,” Xander told them chucking the dart he’d removed from Angel’s side at Anya who was closest.

“Now will ya’ll piss off and leave us alone,” Spike groused but no one paid him any attention.

“Something went down there, something not good." Gunn told them sinking down on a couch himself, his side paining him.

"Angel?" Willow asked gently.

"I was just so… so tired." Angel murmured leaning further into Spike needing to feel both his childe and his consort around him.

“This dart is sophisticated, it wasn’t made by just anybody, it looks professional,” Anya was carefully examining the barb in her hand.

“Wolfram and Hart?” Faith assumed and saw Spike’s nod where he was attempting to reassure Angel. Faith knew that Spike probably knew what had gone down thanks to his nose and she was a little pissed that he wasn’t telling them what had happened but she understood that his first responsibility was to calm down Angel and to tell everyone right here whatever trauma Angel had just gone through was not conducive to looking out for the elder vampire. Anyway Faith was determined that they could work out what had happened without Spike’s help.

“If Wolfram and Hart were involved why did they leave Angel there? Unless?” Wesley gasped as a terrifying thought came to him. “Where is Darla?”

"I don't know. She wasn't there, Wes, if that’s what you’re thinking, we would have seen her." Gunn attempted to reason with Wesley.

"I knew it. She did this to him. That bitch!" Cordelia griped.

"She's dead." Angel had been listening to the conversation not saying much under the vain hope that they would all give up and go away leaving him in relative peace curled up between the two most important people in his life.

"What?!" Was echoed around the room by quite a few different people.

"I should have stopped them. They made her drink." Angel confessed quietly but everyone in the room heard him quite easily.

"Angel?" Xander asked hugging his lover closer.

"She wanted to. But even if she didn’t… You think that you can resist, but then it's… it's… it's too late." A couple of tears were making their way down Angel’s face and the heartache he was in was palpable to everyone around him.

"Someone made Darla drink?" Tara asked.

"It was her." Spike spoke up knowing without a doubt what had happened and not knowing how he felt knowing that his companion for a hundred years was here in LA.

"Okay, way too many pronouns here. Who's 'her'?" Faith asked becoming confused as to where this conversation was going. Angel managed to pull himself out from between his two lovers and off the couch.

"Drusilla." He stated as he began to make his way towards his office ignoring the protests of Spike and Xander.

"Drusilla's here?" Willow asked, remembering the last time the Scoobies path had crossed with that of the insane vampiress. This revelation earned one of Wesley’s ‘Good Lords’ as they scrambled after Angel.

"Who's Drusilla?" Tara asked and heard Gunn echo her question neither of them having been around the last time. Angel ignored them rifling through his desk for something as Spike stood there with a frown on his face watching Angel carefully while Xander kept glancing from one to the other trying to work out what exactly was going on between the two of them. Deciding that if Spike wasn’t going to do something about confronting Angel’s weird behaviour then he would, Xander stepped forward.

"Angel? Angel..." Xander tried to get his lovers attention but failed.

"Am I right in guessing this Drusilla got a set of teeth on her?" Gunn asked concerned over his boss’s behaviour.

"Yes. She's a vampire." Faith replied having heard all the stories a number of times when she first appeared in Sunnydale.

"I think I'm starting to get the picture now." Tara mused as the pieces seemed to fit in place.

“No your really not,” Spike told her condescendingly and instantly regretted it as she flinched. “Sorry pet,” He apologised immediately as he rather liked the blonde haired witch. “Drusilla is technically my Sire,” he explained quietly but everyone in the room heard him, then tried not to jump as Angel slammed a desk drawer shut.

"Perhaps you should sit down." Wesley suggested timidly not wanting his head chewed off.

"I have to find her." Angel told them not stopping in his search.

"Drusilla?" Cordelia asked confused as Angel started searching through a cabinet behind the desk.

"She probably ain't in there." Anya told him seriously.

"He's still drugged," Xander excused his lover, he didn’t know what Anya’s excuse was.

"I can save her." Angel insisted ignoring everyone around him intent on his task.

"Save whom?" Wesley asked with perfect grammar as always.

"Darla." Xander decided that he had had enough and crouched down beside Angel as the vampire continued his frantic search through the cabinet.

"Angel, if what you've been saying is so there's no saving Darla. It's too late."

"It's not too late!" Xander didn’t even question why Angel wanted to save Darla when before he had been all down for finding her and hurting her. He figured that seeing Darla drained like that while being helpless had brought back all the guilt for the big vampire. Xander attempted to comfort Angel and help him see sense.

"It is! She's dead already and come nightfall she will rise again."

"She won't.” Angel replied vehemently standing up with a big stake in his hand. “I can save her from that." Without looking at any of them Angel made his way to the door intent on getting down to the sewers and starting his search again. What he wasn’t counting on was Spike standing in the office doorway with his arms crossed effectively blocking the way out.

“Oh no you don’t” was the only thing Spike said staring his Sire down.

“Spike, I don’t have time. Move out of my way boy,” Angel ground out obviously annoyed. Spike didn’t reply but just stood there, challenging the older vampire. Angel took a threatening step forward prepared to fight Spike if needed. Next thing he knew Xander was in between him and Spike.

“Xander, what are you doing?”

“I’m stopping you from doing something stupid. Spike’s right, you’re not going anywhere.”

“And why the hell is that?” Angel growled incensed.

“You’re injured, you’re in no condition to go a round with a snail let alone a couple of master vampires and the cronies at Wolfram and Hart.”

“Xander she’s out there, I’ve got to stop her.”

“You, you, you. Why do you always insist on doing things by yourself, why do you take everything onto yourself when there are capable people around you who could take some of the load?” Xander was yelling now and had forgotten about everyone else in the room as well. The others all pretended to study the floor, walls or ceiling. They were trapped in there with the three arguing lovers because Spike was in the middle of the doorway and they didn’t want to attract the vampire’s attention.

“Because I’M RESPONSIBLE!” Anger consumed him and Angel found himself yelling at his human consort.

“NO, you bloody well aren’t” Spike shouted back wanting to knock some sense into Angel’s thick hide. “You think they wouldn’t have turned her if you weren’t there? Bull-crap, you being there was only a bonus, they brought Drusilla in, it would of happened with or without you.” Angel suddenly felt extremely old and tired and wished he wasn’t having this conversation now.

“It’s my fault that she’s even here, they brought her back from the dead to get back at me.”

“And look, it’s working too,” Xander pointed out, upset. It was enough to make Angel to snap completely and he roared in full game face, it was enough to make the humans in the room take a step back. Angel was exuding powerful Master vampire don’t-mess-with-me vibes as he snarled at his lovers.

“Of course its fucking working! Do you know how hard it is facing her? She made me! And now I have to stake her again,” Angel felt the energy drain completely out of him and he found himself on the floor back in his deceptively human face. It was a testament to how much of a wedge he’d pushed between himself and his lovers that neither of them got down beside him.

“No, we don’t know because you won’t talk to us!” Xander began pacing round the room increasingly agitated.

“You think we wouldn’t understand your feelings for her? Don’t you think we both know what pull the past has on ya? That after all this time you still have some feelings for her,” Spike had somehow managed to remain calm and was now being the voice of reason. Somehow Spike’s serious voice cut through Angel’s guilt-fest and he raised his head enough to stare straight into those piercingly blue eyes.

“Is that what you think? That I have… feelings for her?” Angel asked in a strangely defeated voice.

“Well what are we supposed to think, pet? You sneak out to go find her yourself, you refuse to talk to us about it, you’re obviously got something you feel you should hide from us.”

“I never loved her but she’s my Sire, she made me into the monster I was, she helped create that being that was feared throughout Europe. I should hate her for it but I don’t. Part of me is grateful that she turned me and it doesn’t matter what I do that part is still there.” Angel finally admitted what he was feeling to not only his lovers but to everyone who was stuck in the room with them. Xander finally stopped moving and found himself sliding to the floor next to the wall while not taking his eyes off the huddle in the middle of the floor, which was the usually imposing Angel.

“If you hadn’t of been turned you would’ve lived your life out as Mister Potato Farmer and would of died centuries ago having lived out a very banal existence. To me it sounds very human to feel like that but why couldn’t you have told us?”

“I felt ashamed, I didn’t want you to think any less of me. I…” Angel was at a loss for words and he was painfully aware of everyone, including Dawn, staring at him, he didn’t want to reveal anymore to them even though they were his friends. Angel had always been a very private person and he found it embarrassing to blurt his private feelings out to everyone though he was getting the message that he needed to talk to his lovers more. Luckily for Angel Tara decided that this was a private moment between the three lovers and that she should get the rest of them out of there.

“Spike can you please… please move out of the door so that we can take Dawn off to bed?” Spike did so with a nod, still staring at the older vampire wanting to know how to make Angel see how much they cared for him, how it didn’t matter what he said they would still be there for him. After they had left Angel looked up at them heartache in his eyes.

“I love you both, I don’t want to lose you,” he pleaded.

“You’re not going to lose us, not over one little fight,” Xander replied before stripping off his shirt to his lovers’ astonishment. “See this, this is your mark, your mark on me, it means I’m yours and that won’t change. You said it yourself a while back, this is forever.” Xander bared his neck showing them Angel’s mark as he stroke his finger across it, he tried not to gasp at the shot of lust that bolted through his body, he had not expected that, now was not the time to get aroused, they still had some serious talking to do. However, Xander could not bare to take his hand away from the unexpected erogenous zone and so kept stroking across it as he listened to his lovers talk. Spike tried to ignore the delicious smell of Xander’s arousal but grinned secretly to himself as he had wondered how long it would take Xander to realise how the bites made him feel. Spike knelt down in front of Angel and cradled that perfect face in his hands.

“Promise me that you won’t go off on your own that we will deal with this together, please love,” Spike pleaded.

“Spike, I’m so sorry, please forgive me, I’ll try I promise.” Angel stared into his lovers’ eyes wanting to convey his sincerity.

“Already forgiven pet,” and then Spike was kissing Angel while Xander watched.
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