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Good Pet	By : KagetsuAsame Category: BtVS AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes > Angel(us)/Spike(William)/Xander > Angel(us)/Spike(William)/Xander Views: 13523 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-Bad Pet
- 2-Good Pet
- 3-Second Chances
- 4-Torture
- 5-Slayer
- 6-Plans
- 7-Giles
- 8-Tricked
- 9-Old Friends
- 10-The Bronze
- 5
- 6
- 7
Disclaimer:� I own nothing
remotely resembling Buffy and this is done only for enjoyment, no monetary
reward.

My muse hasn�t left me! �I�m very
happy for that, but the weather has been nasty, but I suppose that�s what I get
for living in Oregon
(I love it here anyway). �So, here�s the
next part.� It�s a little short but I
wanted to give a little something before working on my own personal work (which
I own all of).

�� Xander
had �escaped� from his sires and was now back to being
part of Buffy�s crew at night.� Of course
he made himself scarce during the day, there was no way he was going to step
out into the light.� He didn�t want to
become a pile of ash.� If Angel hadn�t
destroyed the Ring of Amara he would probably be
using that to infiltrate their crew.�
They didn�t suspect a thing and that�s the way he hoped it would stay
until he picked them off one by one.� He
still felt for them but he knew he needed to move on, he wasn�t like them
anymore.

�� Xander!� Willow
poked him, trying to get his attention.

�� He
jerked his head up, �Huh?� He had been deep in his own thoughts.

�� She
laughed, �Did you find anything yet?�

�� Nope, not a thing.� He looked down at the book he was
supposed to be reading, trying to find out about the latest demon threat.� He rubbed his neck, right over where his
claiming scar was, �Oh, here�s something.� He pointed to a picture, �That kind
of looks like it, right?�

�� She
took the book from him, �Yeah, says it�s a soul demon.� She scowled, �Says they
remove and destroy souls, especially in creatures that aren�t supposed to have
them.� He watched as she bit her lip, �Could this be the same kind of demon
that took Angel�s soul?�

�� Maybe.� Does it say
how to kill it?� He was getting hungry and still needed to hunt before the
night was done.

�� Something
about pure demonic energy�� She trailed off, �Oh, or decapitation, that�s easy
enough.� I�ll go tell Buffy.�

�� He
flopped his head back down on the table, �You do
that.�

�� She
stopped in mid-step, �Xander, what�s wrong?�
You haven�t been yourself since you escaped.� She sat down beside him,
�You can talk to me.�

�� You
wouldn�t understand.� He said softly, �What I�ve gone through, what I�m going
through.� Look what they did to me.� He
sat up, showing her his lean body, the muscle he had gained, �They showed me a
lot, taught me a lot, and made me eat healthy.�
They actually took care of me.� He omitted the fact that he had been
fucked daily and how much he missed what they did to him, �It kind of scares me
and part of me wants to go back.�

�� She
took his hand, �It�s alright to feel that way, it�s normal for people to
associate with their captors after they�re free.�

�� Stockholm,
right?� He laughed softly and she nodded.

�� Exactly.� She smiled, �Just need to work through it and
everything will be alright, we�re here for you.�

�� He
smiled slightly, �I know, everything will turn out just fine in the end.� She
hugged him before going off to tell Buffy what they found out about the demon,
�If you only knew how it will turn out.� He whispered, smirking.� Slowly he got to his feet, �I�m going to head
out.� He said, knowing no one was around to hear him.

�� With
easy steps he made his way outside, going to hunt.� Knowing where the slayer was made it much
easier for him to find a meal and with the idiocy of the people of Sunnydale it
didn�t take him long to find a quick bite to eat.� He had been residing with his sires, Spike
still wanted to watch him torture his parents but due to the spying he had yet
to do so.� He was frustrated that he
couldn�t do what he wanted, that he was stuck playing the lap dog to the slayer.� Now he knew how Angelus felt the first time
his soul was removed.� It was infuriating
to be �friends� with a mortal enemy.�
Knowing that if it was in your power you would have ripped her throat
out at the first possible moment.� He
shook his head; he needed to check in before going to the hotel room they had
procured for him when he began spying.

�� Pet.� Spike was happy to see him and Xander felt the same
way.

�� Sire.� He pressed close against him; a low purr escaped his
lips.

�� He
smirked, �You safe?� Treating you right?�
He questioned, petting his hair.� When he
received an affirmative nod he continued, �Good, would hate to have to take
your fun away but you can guarantee I will do it if so much as a hair is harmed
on your pretty head.�

�� I
know sire.� There�s a soul stealing demon
in town. �That�s what we�re researching
right now.�

�� He
nodded, �Any sign that they�ve caught on to our little ruse?�

�� None.� Willow thinks I have
Stockholm Syndrome and Buffy has no clue.� Part of me worries about Giles figuring it
out but right now he doesn�t know.�

�� Good,
sorry William, he can�t hang around longer, he needs to be heading out before
they notice anything.� Angelus spoke up from behind Spike, �You�re doing well
childe, tomorrow I want you to get yourself alone with the watcher and kill
him.� Make sure they have no idea you did
it.�

�� No
problem.� He nipped Spike�s ear, �Can I come home for a bit after that?�

�� Angelus
chuckled, �We�ll see.� I can see how much
you miss us so we�ll see what happens.�
Perhaps we can arrange a kidnapping when you kill him.�

�� Xander
nodded, �I�ll be going now.� He gave one last look back at them before
returning to his hotel room.

�� Absently
he looked around, his eyes settling on the bag that held his clothes.� He had to find a way to get Giles on his own,
maybe saying he wanted to talk to him about what happened.� That he didn�t want to talk about it with the
girls.� He rubbed his eyes, laying out on the bed.�
A knock on the door startled him out of his thoughts.� With a soft curse he went to the door,
looking out the peep hole.

�� Willow.� He opened the
door, �Hey Will.� He smiled slightly.

�� Can
I come in?� She asked, looking a little worried.

�� He
nodded and stepped aside, �Yeah, what�s up?�

�� I�m
worried about you, thought you might like to talk about what happened.� You were gone for a year and then Faith
died.� It must have been hard.�

�� I�m
fine, really.� They just really surprised
me.�

�� She
sat down in one of the two chairs, �How so?�

�� He
took the other seat, �Well, after Spike took me from Giles� he and Angelus
began to take care of me.� They made me
exercise and fed me right, wouldn�t let me have any sweets.� I don�t know what they were planning to do
with me but no one has ever really done that for me before.� She nodded, not
saying a word, just listening, �I miss it.�
They killed people but they didn�t really hurt me ever.� I felt�safe.�

�� I�m
sorry it happened.� I wish we could go
back and fix it.�

�� He
shook his head, �No, I�m fine, really Will.� He paused, �I don�t want to go
back.� Things happen for a reason, you know?�

�� I
guess you�re right.�

�� Need
me to walk you home?� He was just trying to be nice;
he really didn�t want to walk her home.

�� No.�
She smiled, getting to her feet, �I�ll be alright, get some sleep, you look
like the walking dead.� She teased, heading out the door.

�� He
laughed once she was gone, going into the bathroom and turning on the shower,
�Walking dead.� He laughed again, stripping off his clothes and getting in.

�� He
remained under the spray long after it had gone cold, enjoying it with a shiver
of delight.� Although he loved the heat
on his skin he enjoyed the feel of water as it slid over his skin more than the
temperature.� Finally he got out, drying
off with a fluffy white towel and wondering how it was that is �friends� didn�t
wonder how he was paying for his hotel room.�
He shrugged, wrapping the towel around his waist and heading to his bag.� Humming softly to himself he pulled out a
pair of flannel pajama pants before slipping them on and crawling into bed,
cuddling around a pillow so he could fall asleep.

I�m not spoiling the next chapter although I believe you already might
have an idea of what�s going to happen. �So, please take the time to tell me what you
think. �And I�m not updating Angelus
until someone reviews the most recent part.�
I don�t give quotas on how many reviews I have to have before I update
but I like to know what you think, it keeps me motivated.
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