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Moonlight	By : MarieMacgivens Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 6053 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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They sat sipping their drinks, each lost in their own thoughts, until Xander abruptly stood, walking over to the window to peer out into the night. At the loss of the human's heat, the exhausted vampire rested his head on his knees with a sigh. Dawn sat down next to him, wrapping a comforting arm around the bowed shoulders. "After Willow did that forget spell and we all got our memories back," Xander swallowed, "it woke up the hyena and solider I was possessed by before. Giles told me he got rid of them, but he just trapped them in my brain. When they were released, they were pissed. The hyena was an 11 thousand year old primal clan head. She was bound and determined to take over." He took a deep breath. "I kept having long blackouts or major pissed off moments. When I found myself out in the woods one night with no freaking idea how I got there, I knew I had to leave."
"Why didn't you go to Giles, Willow, or Buffy?" Dawn asked shifting her hold on the vampire. Xander took another deep breath before turning back to the room. "I did. That's how I knew to call Diana to help Spike. I was Willow's prototype." Dawn sucked in a quick breath and Spike's head shot up to look at him, but Xander wouldn't meet their eyes,¡¡just looked out over their heads. "She had just found out about the spell and thought she could drain the hyena out." As he spoke, his hair began to slowly lift and bristle. "The first and only time she tried it, she damn near killed me. Without a focus for the spell all she did was drain my life force and all that energy went right into Wills. Willow came over to my house a few days later. She had these big plans for her and Buffy to use me as their power source." Xander's hands creaked as they clenched into fists.
Dawn gasped, and Spike started rocking; rubbing at the raw mark on his arm. He looked up and saw Xander's eyes focus once more. Xander gave them a tight smile before continuing "Anyway, after I shot down her make-Xander-a-battery plan, Wills gave me the speech on how I was just being selfish and it was my duty to help, and how I would finally have something to contribute. That was the only time I've ever thrown Willow out of my house. That was the first time I found out that the three of us," he glanced at Dawn and Spike, "could work together. But the small taste of freedom drove the Hyena nuts. I -- I had to get away before I hurt someone innocent. I took all of the money I had been saving for a house and bought my cousins motorcycle and took off."
Turning back to the window, he braced a hand on the wooden frame causing it to groan under the pressure, unaware that he was growling under his breath. "I made it to a town called Essex before she broke free. I had rented a motel room that night and was heading down to a diner I had driven past on my way into town." Diana got up and crossed the room. By now, Xander was growling so hard his words were almost inaudible. Slowly petting his tense back, Diana took up the story. "A group of men had me in a abandoned building. They had found a way to drain me of my powers...They were..." she shuddered, and Xander's growl kicked up a notch "They were enjoying the fruit of their labors when Alexander walked past." A snarl ripped through her words. "We snapped and the Hyena took control. Those men were slaughtered, completely destroyed. When Hyena got through with them, she took off. We ended up in the Devil's playground." Xander stopped and the growling faded away. "I don't remember much about that time, but I do remember the feelings; contentment, happiness, anger, and loneliness...but never fear, because we were the baddest thing in the area." Xander flashed a grin at the woman standing next to him. "Until one little female came into our territory and kicked our ass from one ended to the other."
A small chuckle emerged from Diana. "It took me almost two months to find the spell and ingredients that those amateurs used. Once I did, I tracked Alexander to a den he'd holed up in. When I found out he was possessed I helped him join with his other occupants. We trained for weeks before Alexander felt strong enough to rejoin other people." she smiled at Xander who wrapped his arms around her in a hug. "Wow." Dawns quiet statement broke them apart "So, you're mixed together now right?" Xander nodded. Diana eyed Spike closely for a few moments, before turning to Xander "Alexander, you should feed your friend again. Then we all should settle in for the night, you have to go to work shortly do you not?" Xander twisted to look at the clock on the far wall "Damn it, yeah, this day's going to be a doozy." He looked over at Dawn "Are you staying tonight?"Dawn was already shaking her head. "Nah, the Bitch Queen's going to throw a fit as it is." She slipped out the door and closed it quietly behind her. ***** Xander pressed his forehead against the closed door and sighed. God, I'm tired. A quick glance told him the slumped vampire was asleep. Xander turned to Diana. "Would you like to stay here?" "If you're sure?" She said with a smile. "I would be delighted, thank you."
Xander showed her to his room. "You can take my room."
"I couldn't possibly take your bed from you." Xander shook his head at her. "I'll sleep in the spare room with¡¡Spike, or out on the couch. It's all right." He gave her another fast hug, and then went down the hall as the bedroom door snicked shut. Xander crouched down in front of the sleeping vampire, just gazing at the chiseled features. He watched as the long lashes fluttered, before slowly lifting to reveal sleepy deep blue. Spike's eyes opened wider and he lurched back, throwing shaking hand up to protect his head and face, and curling into a ball. "Hey, easy. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you." Xander's hands hovered over the huddled frame, and then he gently stroked his hand down the curved back. Xander moved closer and started a deep rumble in his chest in an effort to settle Spike.
Cautiously Spike began to uncurl peeking over his arms. He felt Spike slowly lean into the comfort he offered. Spike buried his pale face into Xander's neck, and Xander slide his arms around Spike's shoulders. Lifting the vamp was a lot easier than he thought it would be. Moving down the hall, he went into the spare room, and settled them both down on the bed, the dark of the room creating a comforting den.
"I hate this." The soft whisper came from under his chin where the blond head was tucked. "They took everything from me. I'm a Master Vampire. I fought for it. I bled for it." The words ended on a sob, and Xander curled tightly, protectively around the smaller body. "Dust me. Bloody hell, just dust me." Xander froze, every muscle tensing. "Never gonna happen, Blondie." Spike's voice grew stronger. "I can't do this any more, pet. If it isn't Red, it's the other bitch. Or the fucking soldier boys. If I could fight, maybe ... but I've nothing left; no power, no bite. No bloody chance, yeah?" A choked laugh tore from the ragged throat. "No pride, no clan." The last was nearly lost in sobs, but Xander heard. He let the wounded man have his release. As the emotional storm eased, he gentled his grip and resumed the slow up and down of his hand along Spike's back.
Soon, Xander's comforting growl was the only sound in the room. Spike was almost asleep when he heard the words beneath Xander's rumbling purr. "What was lost, we will find. What was taken, we will take back." Spike lay stunned. When Xander's strong hand gently lifted his face, the heat of it was searing and he savored the touch. It had been so long since someone had touched him with gentleness. Blue crashed with green when Spike met Xander's gaze. "You have Clan if you want it. The Soldier, Hyena, Diana, and I we are all Clan, family. You can be part of that if you want it." Spike's whole body jerked, eyes flaring wide in shock at what Xander was offering and his mortally wounded demon took even the smallest offer of family/clan/safety/hope and lunged for it, slamming to the fore. Ridges and fangs pushed forward before Spike had a chance to do more than draw a breath. The soldier boys cruel training ran deep; Spike dropped his head waiting for the punishment, certain he was to be beaten for showing Xander his true face.
He doubted the mortal wanted reminding that Spike was really a demon in human skin, as others called him. When the expected blow didn't come, Spike dared to glance up. What he saw was another shock on this night of revelations. Xander's hair was stiff, bristles lifted in a ruffled mane. His eyes were a brilliant, bright green, the warm chocolate completely wiped away by the deadly predator that lived behind them. The soft mouth twisted into a cruel snarl revealing sharp fanged teeth. "I have never forgotten what or who you are William the Bloody, Slayer of Slayers, Spike. Your demon knows what it wants. It knows you can trust us. Trust me, Spike." Xander dropped his head to nuzzled the soft, blond hair, purring hard. "I take care of my family, you know that. After all, it took my girls trying to enslave me to push me away, and that was before being united with the Clan-based hyena living in my head." A quiet chuckle came with the words.
Spike swallowed hard before hesitantly reaching out and touching one of Xander's hands. Tentatively lifting golden eyes, he looked up into Xander's face. The hyena was still evident, but Xander's natural kindness had once again softened his visage. Xander's free hand reached to cradle the back of the blond head. Xander paused when his fingers brushed a tender, unhealed spot and Spike winced. ¡¡Slowly, carefully, Spike was drawn to the warm throat. "You're tired, hurt, and hungry. Drink, sleep. We can talk more about this tomorrow." Spike wearily nodded before gently pressing sharp fangs into the hot flesh.
Once again, the taste of power and dry heat filled his mouth, but this time Spike could taste the subtle flavor of clean mint that was the boy himself, and a swirl of cinnamon that must be the soldier. When he had calmed the gnawing hunger, Spike licked the bite one last time. He lay his head back down on the solid chest, feeling the fresh blood going to work on the damage in his body. Feeling safe and at home for the first time in a century, Spike drifted off to sleep.
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