Coming Back | By : Vulnerable Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 6867 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Xander and Spike had argued all the way back to the house, Xander saying how Spike should have tried to control himself and not lash out at Buffy’s boyfriend, especially when they were trying to rekindle a dwindled friendship. However Spike was arguing back that if she couldn’t handle how he dealt with annoyances then she wasn’t much of a friend, to which Xander just shook his head and carried on walking. Xander could never understand how Spike’s mind worked, even with the mental connection they had.
‘You know what, if it makes it any better, I’m sorry for punchin’ him in his bleedin’ square jaw.’ Xander turned to look at Spike wondering if he seriously considered that an apology, but then realised it was the best he was going to get when Spike continued, ‘Besides did you see how quick he went down? A sack of potatoes has nothin’ on him.’
Xander didn’t know how to respond to that and continued on into the house, but then he abruptly stopped. Spike was next to him in a second realising something was very wrong. Then he saw it, candles that usually adorned the room were knocked over and scattered around, thankfully unlit, but leaving behind blackness that only their vampire night vision allowed them to see through. If it wasn’t for the darkness as well as the blood coating the floor and some walls then the disarray of the furniture would have been the first clue that something was up. They both sniffed in deeply and were glad to recognize none of the blood was Dru’s or Oz’s.
The blood was human, but the amount of blood must of meant there would be some dead bodies lying around. However there being no bodies anywhere that they could see meant there must have been a clean up.
They called out for both Dru and Oz as they searched around the house for them, checking rooms they hadn’t even looked in when they had moved to the house, but found nothing; obviously who ever had come into their home had taken them away.
Spike growled in rage at finding neither of them, humans had taken part of his family and they were going to have to find them and hopefully, in Spike’s case kill a couple of the ones that had taken them. Xander pulled Spike close calming him down enough to think.
‘We need to look for any clues Xan. Anything to tell us who *they* were.’ he indicated pointing to a blood spot on the floor.
Xander nodded and they made their way around the house looking for anything at all that would help find out where Dru and Oz had been taken. They started downstairs righting all the upturned furniture, they didn’t bother with upstairs because it was obvious that who ever came into the house never made it up there. They searched for a while and eventually came up with a chunk of cloth, which looked slightly like the greenish colour of army clothes. Spike sniffed at it hoping to get at least a slight smell from it, but all the blood around the house had intermingled too badly to pick out one distinct scent.
They took a while longer, searching for anything else they could find, they still continued to turn up nothing, but they were able to get the furniture back to there original spots, although they didn’t have time to care that blood still coated everywhere they could see. They stood back looking around still unable to see anything that might be a clue, but just then, as Xander turned surveying the room he saw a glimpse of something in the fireplace.
Running over he began to dig through the ash that layered the bottom of the fireplace. His hand covered in soot he finally pulled out whatever it was that he had found. As he dusted it off Spike walked over looking intently at what Xander held in his hands, ‘It’s an earpiece.’ he said distractedly as he inspected the small object. It was small and barely big enough to fit on an ear, it was something Xander had only seen on films with James Bond in, it looked totally top secret and cool.
‘It’s a wireless earpiece.’ Spike added as he snatched it from Xander’s hand and continued to manipulate it into working, which consisted of hitting it against the nearby wall.
‘Spike! Stop it!’ Xander said as he grabbed the earpiece off Spike. ‘If this is connected to whoever took Dru and Oz then we need it intact.’ he looked it over for a bit as Spike began to pace. It was his way of thinking, so Xander didn’t pay much attention to him as he tried to workout how the earpiece at least turned on.
He felt around the earpiece looking and touching for a switch, why was it so hard to find? Whoever made them really wanted secrecy if anyone happened to find them. Then he felt it a tiny button smaller then a pin point but raised enough to feel it. The button was just inside where the earpiece attached to the outer ear rim, which meant if he hadn’t of felt for it he would never of found it, he bet it was something whoever owned the piece of equipment counted on.
‘Spike, stop wearing a hole in the floor. I think I got it.’
Spike rushed over to Xander just in time to hear a signal come through the earpiece, but it was crackling due to whatever damage it had when it was knocked into the fireplace. Then again it could have been from the smacking Spike gave it.
‘Alpha team to Beta. . . . .spotted . . . .hostiles around the . . . . . . .over . .’
‘Beta . . .here . . Hostil . . .already spo . .ed . . . .making our . . . .now, over.’
‘ . . . .received. Heading back . .base . . . . .host . . . .captured today. Waiting for conformation . . .fro. . .gent Finn. Over and out.’
Then the earpiece cut out and all that was left was static, even with their enhanced hearing they couldn’t pick up anything else.
‘So what do we do?’ Xander asked looking slightly confused.
The same face was mimicked by Spike, who was still trying to work over what the people or from what he’d heard, the army troop were up to. ‘I’m not sure what we do now luv, but I’m now positive that the military are involved in this somehow.’
‘I’m with you there, definitely military.’ They both thought for a while about their next course of action and it was Xander who came up with an idea, well more like a name.
‘Willow!’
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