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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: This is readable thanks to the fantastic Bubbysbub.
Feedback: Please, please, please. I crave it
Part: 8/?
Distrubution: Ask and you will receive
Warnings: Explicit M/M/M relationship, strong language and mention of death for this chapter
Reviews: What? No Reviews? Pouts, please, they're what keeps me writing, that and I like it but I write more with reviews
A/N: A big thanks to Jenn for allowing me to use some of her ideas evident in Playing Games and a big thanks to Buffyworld.com for making available transcripts of every episode of both Buffy and Angel.

Chapter Eight

Lilah Morgan stalked through the corridors at Wolfram and Hart attorney’s at law, negotiating with Donald Mills on her cell phone.

“You have every right to review the contract. I encourage it. We’ll talk on Monday. – Of course if you don’t sign we’ll sue your ass off and kill your children. – Just kidding, Donald. No one wants a law suit.” She hung up briskly as she drew up to Lindsey McDonalds’ office. Now that the Mills business was sorted she needed to work out why their joint project wasn’t going to plan. She entered the dark room hoping she could find out something she could use to her advantage.

"Wow. It's nice and gloomy in here.” She joked to disguise the fact that it took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. Just a moment but in that moment she was vulnerable not knowing who was in the room and where they were within its depths. If there was something that Lilah Morgan the Ice Queen truly despised it was feeling vulnerable. Her eyes quickly adjusted and she noticed Lindsey struggling with a CD case. “You're not handicapped - you're handi-capable."

"She likes Chopin and Brahms. She's not too fond of the Russians." Lindsey remarked ignoring Lilah’s just-because-I-don’t-have-a-dick-it-doesn’t-mean-I’m-not-tough posturing.

“Well that’s just dandy. We are exploring classical music instead of making Angel pay. Why?” Lilah turned to grace Darla, who was inspecting a globe, with her piercing glare. Darla completely ignored her and hummed along with the music that Lindsey had finally started.

"Hmm, the prelude."

"In C-minor. The preludes and the nocturnes." Lindsey replied inhaling. He was intrigued by the ex-vampire and wanted to please her. Pissing Lilah off was just an added benefit.

"So much better than the waltzes. - He had consumption." Darla replied loving the dynamics between the two lawyers, they were like busy little worker bees, plotting there little schemes.

"And died way too soon. A lot of that going around." Lindsey walked over to the pale beauty mesmerised by everything about her.

"Hm. He's here."

"Chopin?" Lilah asked, totally confused and Lindsey laughed about to say Angel but Darla spoke again first.

“William!” She spitted out with total venom, she always hated that rat.

“William? Who’s William?” Lindsey asked completely surprised. ‘She’s supposed to feel Angel and want revenge on him for killing her’ he thought to himself. Darla started to laugh and Lilah felt goose bumps up her spine. ‘Maybe they should check if she is all there after being brought back’ she reflected.

“I never liked that one, I begged Angelus to put it out of its misery when I got back from the Masters court to find that Drusilla had dragged it home. But it was already too late, Angelus was already spellbound.”

“What does this William have to do with anything? You were supposed to pay Angel back for everything he’s taken from us,” Lindsey admonished, exasperated as he unconsciously rubbed the end of his stump where his hand used to be. “I gave you the Calynthia powder to keep Angel sleeping while you seduced and confused him. Why haven’t you used it?”

"He killed me. With a soul in his heart." Darla mused. “I wanted to see that boy again so I staked out his hotel watching from the abandoned building across the road. He eventually came home but not alone. William and some dark haired boytoy were with him. That little London snob is the only person who has more influence over Angelus than me. But how I made him pay when Angelus got his soul back. You should have heard the screams.”

“So this William is a vampire? Not a very scary name for a vampire.” Lilah pondered out loud. Lindsey however had a sneaking suspicion that he really didn’t like.

“William the Bloody. Spike the Slayer of Slayers, your grand-childe or maybe great grand-childe, the books haven’t been too clear about that. Is that the William you’re talking about?” Lindsey asked; if he was right, this definitely complicated things.

“Great Grand-childe, technically.”

“What would make a soulless killer live or be with a souled excuse for a vampire?” Lilah asked.

“I don’t know,” Lindsey answered reaching for the phone. “But I think we need surveillance to keep an eye out on Angel Investigations to try and work out why.”

*****

Xander slowly awoke sandwiched between his lovers with the bedclothes up over his shoulders. For a moment he just lay there breathing in the smell of his lovers and Angels bed, no, their bed. He rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling as unbidden memories of the fallen Scoobies rushed through his consciousness. He wasn’t aware that he was crying until a cool tongue licked his tears away. He looked over at Angel blinking hard.

“Hey Baby Boy, are you in pain?” Angel asked quietly not wanting to wake Spike up. Spike still needed to rest after the stunt he pulled the day before. Xander blinked again and after thinking for a minute nodded his head. He hadn’t even thought about his body physically, he had been too wrapped up in his emotional pain. Angel grabbed the pills of the bedside table and after Xander had swallowed two he gently pulled his human lover up against him. Xander’s hand reached out and softly pushed a strand of hair out of Angel’s face before leaning in for a kiss. Angel loved kissing his boy, his boys first thing in the morning. That soft luxurious, I’m-still-waking-up feeling, where one kiss can go on forever with no need to satisfy other urges, despite Xander sporting a morning erection.

“Is this just a party for two, or can anyone join in?” A sleepy-voiced Spike rhetorically asked. Spike caught his breath as the other occupants of the bed turned and looked at him. ‘How can they not know how beautiful they are?’ he wondered in awe.

“Sorry babe, we didn’t want to wake you,” Xander answered as he pulled Spike into the mass of limbs. After kissing his Sire Spike turned to Xander,

“I’ve been awake for a while. I was just giving you two some time.” With his cheeky trademark smirk Spike continued, “Now do we have some time before we have to grace downstairs with our presence?” In response Xander pulled Spike’s head down to his with his good arm.

“I always have time for my vampires,” Xander whispered against inviting cool lips before hungrily kissing them. Angel couldn’t help smile as he watched the younger two entwined, Xander called them his vampires. He didn’t even feel guilty for smiling after everything that had happened yesterday. However Angel could admit to himself that he did feel a little guilty for not feeling guilty so maybe there was hope for him yet.

“Oi, poof, you going to brood all day or are you actually going to come over here and fuck me?” Angel smiled feraly at Spike but before he could pounce Xander sighed nosily. The vampires turned to look at the human who had the biggest pout on his face. Angel melted instantly. He was aware that Xander had him wrapped around his little finger but he could never bring himself to care.

“What is it that you want Xander?” Angel asked pretending to be put upon. As long as they got off, over and over together he didn’t really care how. Spike sat up and wrapped his arms around the warm human. Xander had only recently become more assertive in the bedroom and Spike loved every minute of it. He started to nibble on Xander’s neck while waiting for him to answer Angel.

“Well, we’ve been in bed for over twelve hours and no one has come in me yet. I love the feeling of you bursting within me, filling me even more.” Xander admitted quietly. Spike felt his non-existence breath catch in his throat. Angel was suddenly there beside them, squishing Xander in between the two hard cool bodies.

“We’ll just have to see what we can do to rectify the situation, then, won’t we.” Xander shivered as the words ghosted over his neck, then Spike’s mouth left his shoulder and Xander looked up to see them devouring each other’s mouths. Angel mapped out his childe’s mouth as his hand traced Xander’s spine, after teasing both his lover’s through mouth and hand Angel checked how prepared Xander was. Those tight muscles clenched down on his finger but there was still enough slick left there, Xander just needed to be stretched.

Spike couldn’t think of anywhere he would rather be at that moment in time. He was sucking on Angel’s tongue just how the old man liked it, had been for five minutes now. Thank goodness vampires didn’t need to breath. Xander’s chest was tight up against his own and he could feel the human’s warmth seeping through him. His tight, hard, aching nipples kept scratching against Xan’s as they slowly undulated together. Xander was slowly jacking him off, a precursor to the main event, and he and Angel were conspiring together to give Xander maximum pleasure.

“Mmmmm, please. I can’t take too much off this, please, someone fuck me, need you both,” Xander babbled. Spike’s hand was pulling and rolling his testes while Angel was scissoring three fingers within him, completely missing his prostrate and Xander was starting to feel like he could die if he didn’t have a thick meaty vampire cock within him soon. Xander wasn’t fussy, he didn’t care which one, any would be fine, good in fact. Xander felt himself be pulled and moved, he groaned as Angel’s large fingers left his body.

“You want to fuck him, little one?” Angel asked, stroking Spike’s cheeks gazing into those sparkling blue eyes.

“When have I ever turned down an opportunity to fuck either one of you?” Spike answered. “Stupid question,” he mumbled under his breath as he moved behind Xander who had been waving his ass in the air hoping that someone would get the message. He didn’t care if he acted the wanton slut in bed anymore; his lover’s seemed to enjoy it. Spike suddenly thrust into Xander surprising him and hitting his prostrate dead on.

SPIKE,” Xander shrieked pushing back as far as possible wanting to feel Spike as deep as possible. Angel took a moment to admire them together, both of their heads thrown back, panting hard before he moved round until he was in front of his dark-haired lover. Spike pulled out so slowly and Xander’s head flopped forward as he attempted to keep still, the slow withdrawal was fantastic as well as infuriating, but he would have it no other way. Xander’s eye’s opened wide as he was greeted with another hard-as-steel uncut cock that was waving in front of his nose. Xander didn’t waste time, sucking in his treat, taking as much as Angel as he could, feeling his lovers from both ends. This was just what he needed after everything that had happened, being physically connected to both of his lovers.

“XXXXXAAAAAAANNNNN!” Moaned Angel, loving the feel of Xan’s hot mouth around his aching flesh. He was careful not to push fully into Xander knowing the human needed to breathe. Spike pushed into the tight rippling sheath knowing he couldn’t last much longer. Xander’s good arm collapsed under him from where it had been holding up all his weight but Xander didn’t notice. All he could feel was the dick stroking deep within in him touching all the right places and the other cock caressing his mouth and throat. He felt as if there was one thick, long cock connecting his ass and mouth, running the whole way through him. Angel looked over at Spike and their eyes connected. The next thing Xan knew was that both cocks pushed in at the same time and Xander felt like a hotwire went down his spine with the pleasure.

“MHFRTUDDSADWQ,” Xander screamed around the cock in his mouth as he came and his contractions were too much for the other two, who joined him in orgasm.

*****

Dawn sat in the foyer of the Hyperion Hotel with a plate of jelly in front of her. Her mother sat propped up in a recliner that Gunn and Wesley had been kind enough to bring down when she insisted that she wasn’t going to stay cooped up in bed. Cordelia was making coffee, Gunn was out talking to a cousin who had seemed panicked when he rang earlier and Wesley was pouring over his books.

“You want anything Dawn,” asked Cordelia, concerned about how quiet the youth was.

“I like the Jello,” Dawn answered non-commitingly.

“Help yourself. There's something about food that moves by itself that gives me the heebie-jeebies.” Cordelia answered.

“It's good and wiggly. This girl at school told me that gelatine is made from ground-up cow's feet, and that if you eat Jello there's some cows out limping with no feet.” Cordelia grimaced but was saved from answering by Angel, Spike and Xander waltzing down the stairs freshly showered.

“You not spreading that yarn again are you, bit?” Spike asked moving over to hug her.

“I'd rip it in half and stick it in bed with me!” Joyce noted angrily. Immediately all eyes turned towards her concerned. Strangely it was Wesley who recovered first kneeling in front of the ill lady.

“Are you all right Mrs Summers?” he asked softly.

“I’m just a bit tired, thanks for asking and Wesley please, call me Joyce,” she answered seeming fine and not aware of what she had just said. The others in the room exchanged looks and they made their way behind the counter where she shouldn’t be able to hear them.

“What was she talking about? I mean, that was weird.” Dawn asked concerned snuggling up to Xander; she didn’t like all these changes.

“Don’t worry about it, Dr Phillips warned us that something like that could happen.” Angel tried to reassure her though he didn’t have the rapport with her that the others did. Before Dawn could ask them if she remembered saying those things they were joined by Willow and Tara, closely followed by Dr Phillips.

“How’s she doing?” Willow asked glancing over her shoulder to where Joyce was resting with her eyes shut.

“She said something totally random and almost rude, then she went amnesia lady and didn’t remember it.” Cordelia answered.

“That was to be expected,” Dr Phillips reassured them. “I have some good news. I’ve done the blood work and everything seems fine. So, I can perform the surgery tomorrow but I will need an assistant. There is a Gorlov demon who has assisted me in the past and is good in this type of situation.”

“Why is a Gorlov best for this?” Xander pondered out loud.

“They can wipe their short term memory at will, usually expensive though,” Spike explained but before he could continue Gunn came bursting in.

“Sorry to break the powwow up, but we have trouble.”

“Glory?” Wesley asked looking up from his book; he couldn’t help but notice how Gunn looked in his bright red t-shirt.

“No, but you had better look at this,” answered Gunn handing over a newspaper. “Oh and Angel, I need a favour, my cousin has gotten in over his head and is going to need us to pull him out of it.” Angel nodded distracted by the headline on the front-page of the Newspaper.

It read ‘Forty Psychiatric Patients Massacred: Authorities Baffled.’
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