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BtVS AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male › Spike(William)/Xander
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Adult ++
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17
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Chapter 9
Magic Moments
Chapter 9
Spike stood outside the door to Giles’s apartment and examined the two teddy bears.
Xander’s was large with dark brown fur that stood up in all directions, huge button eyes that screamed ‘hug me,’ and weirdly large feet that were just right for tripping over or tripping others over. If you had to pick Xander’s bear out of a line up, and there was a strange thought, this was definitely the bear that you’d choose. It was so him, right down to the cute little heart shaped smile.
Spike inspected his own teddy bear. It was slightly smaller than Xander’s, with blond, curly hair and piercing blue eyes. If you looked at it closely enough you could just make out the trademark look that was a cross between a sneer, a leer and…something else.
Spike held up the two bears and made an observation. Although the teddies were complete polar opposites -- one large, one small, one dark, one light -- there was one thing about them that was identical. They were both as flat as a pancake. A sure sign that they were well hugged, well slept on and well loved.
Cute.
Spike shook his head and stashed his own bear in the inside pocket of his duster. He was being a ponce. With the world’s largest and most put upon sigh, he threw open the door and lobbed the brown bear in the general direction of Xander.
“There. Don’t say I don’t do nothin’ for you.”
“I won’t,” Xander grinned, clutching the precious bear to his chest.
“Ah, Spike. You’re back. I’ve done some research and…” Giles began, stopping to regard Xander’s teddy bear before carrying on. “…I’ve come up with a plan."
“Yeah?” Spike asked cautiously.
“Yes.”
“Well, what is it, then?”
“The plan is to call the others and have them come here.”
“I see.” Spike pondered. “So, in other words, you don’t actually have a bloody clue and you were hoping that someone else would?”
“I was hoping that you wouldn’t see it like that.”
Spike rolled his eyes and turned to Xander. “Useless bastard, eh?[.] Your decision, mate. Do you want the others to know?”
Xander thought about it. It would mean they would know he was pregnant. They would have to be told that it was Spike’s baby.
No. Not baby. Parasite…
An overwhelming feeling of guilt slammed into him and Xander covered his ears as if to stop the terrible thoughts.
Maybe it wasn’t a parasite? It was a living creature, after all. A baby living creature.
Xander had a thought. Exactly what was living inside him? Was it even human? Shit, was it even a vampire? Maybe it was a bit of both. A little bit Xandery and a little bit Spikey.
Auuuwww
Xander had another thought. Boy, he was really on a roll tonight. What if the baby was a demon?
Oh my god! What’s if it’s a baby Skuki demon?!
Spike watched the not-so-subtle change of emotions running across Xander’s face and he shot forward to steady him when he saw terror take root.
“Pet? You alright? You look like you just sat on a knitting needle!”
Xander shook his head and started to shake. “I’m so far from alright, I’m in a completely different state to ‘alright’. ‘Alright’ was a town I passed yesterday. ‘Alright’ is not how I…”
“Okay, okay, don’t go on. I get it. What’s wrong?”
The incredulous stare burned right through Spike’s skull.
“I mean, apart from the obvious?” he corrected.
“Nothing,” Xander spat. “Apart from the obvious.”
“Liar.”
“What?!”
“Liar,” Spike said, a little bit slower and a little bit louder. "I know you better than you think, pet. What just scared you?”
Xander swallowed and clutched the bear tighter. “What if…? What if it isn’t human?”
Spike shrugged awkwardly. “Well, considering it’s partly my baby, it ain’t likely to be all human. Probably got a bit o’ vamp in there, too.”
“That wasn’t what I meant. What if it’s some kind of gross demon, like the Skuki? What if the Skuki lied? What if it put its own baby inside me? Spike, what if this isn’t your baby?”
Spike recoiled at the last question, the sting of it throbbing like a punch in the face. “Well…erm…I…”
“Hmm, Xander, I really wouldn’t worry about that,” Giles said, placing a supportive hand on the younger man’s shoulder. “A Skuki would be very unlikely to reproduce with a human. No, no, if the Skuki said that this is Spike’s baby, then we should just assume that is fact.”
“Good. Spike’s baby. Good.”
“Good?” Spike asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Good?” Giles asked, polishing his glasses with extra vigour.
“Yeah, good that it’s Spike’s baby.”
“…”
“…”
“As opposed to a big ugly blue thing with an inherently bad sense of humour,” Xander confirmed. “Of course, it also means that I’m going to give birth to a baby that cries with a British accent and has a total obsession with murder and leather.”
“Give birth?”
“Huh?”
“You said, give birth,” Spike repeated.
“I did? I did. I didn’t mean… Is anyone else horny?”
“Eh?!”
“Hungry! I meant, is anyone else hungry!”
Giles buried his face in his hands. “Good Lord. I think I’m getting one of my heads.”
Xander stood and clutched at his stomach. “I feel sick again.”
“So do I,” Giles remarked.
“Yeah, I feel a bit queasy, too,” Spike added.
Xander vomited.
“Oh, no, not on my Axminster! That’s it. I’m making the decision. I’m calling Willow and the others. This cannot go on.”
Xander nodded and wiped his mouth with a cushion. “’kay. But don’t tell them anything yet, not until they get here.”
“Very well. I’ll make the call.”
“Thanks…G-man,” Xander said, in between dry heaves.
“You are most welcome. Can I get you anything on my way? A bucket, perhaps?”
“No thanks. I think I’m done with the vomitus carpetus for now. Stomach all empty.”
“So glad to hear it,” Giles stated with a weary sigh.
Xander squeezed his bear tighter and watched as Giles trudged away. “Spike?” he asked as he looked back down at the squashed teddy.
“What?”
“Why am I holding onto this bear like a complete sissy? Polite answer, please.”
“Because everybody needs a hug?”
“…What did you just say?!?”
Spike mentally staked himself. What the fuck? “I said, it's better than looking at Giles’ ugly mug.”
“That’s true. I’m just feeling really weird, like I’m all over the place. Up and down, back and forth, nauseous and starving…Is this what it’s like to be a woman?”
Spike considered. “Yeah,” he said, finally. “But with more pink. And a few more mood swings.”
“Not sure about the pink. I’m more of an orange kind of guy. Mood swings, huh?”
“Yup. All women get them, pregnant or not.”
“I see. Would it surprise you to know that I feel one coming on right now?”
“Bleeding hell. Go on, then. Which way are you swinging?”
TBC…
Chapter 9
Spike stood outside the door to Giles’s apartment and examined the two teddy bears.
Xander’s was large with dark brown fur that stood up in all directions, huge button eyes that screamed ‘hug me,’ and weirdly large feet that were just right for tripping over or tripping others over. If you had to pick Xander’s bear out of a line up, and there was a strange thought, this was definitely the bear that you’d choose. It was so him, right down to the cute little heart shaped smile.
Spike inspected his own teddy bear. It was slightly smaller than Xander’s, with blond, curly hair and piercing blue eyes. If you looked at it closely enough you could just make out the trademark look that was a cross between a sneer, a leer and…something else.
Spike held up the two bears and made an observation. Although the teddies were complete polar opposites -- one large, one small, one dark, one light -- there was one thing about them that was identical. They were both as flat as a pancake. A sure sign that they were well hugged, well slept on and well loved.
Cute.
Spike shook his head and stashed his own bear in the inside pocket of his duster. He was being a ponce. With the world’s largest and most put upon sigh, he threw open the door and lobbed the brown bear in the general direction of Xander.
“There. Don’t say I don’t do nothin’ for you.”
“I won’t,” Xander grinned, clutching the precious bear to his chest.
“Ah, Spike. You’re back. I’ve done some research and…” Giles began, stopping to regard Xander’s teddy bear before carrying on. “…I’ve come up with a plan."
“Yeah?” Spike asked cautiously.
“Yes.”
“Well, what is it, then?”
“The plan is to call the others and have them come here.”
“I see.” Spike pondered. “So, in other words, you don’t actually have a bloody clue and you were hoping that someone else would?”
“I was hoping that you wouldn’t see it like that.”
Spike rolled his eyes and turned to Xander. “Useless bastard, eh?[.] Your decision, mate. Do you want the others to know?”
Xander thought about it. It would mean they would know he was pregnant. They would have to be told that it was Spike’s baby.
No. Not baby. Parasite…
An overwhelming feeling of guilt slammed into him and Xander covered his ears as if to stop the terrible thoughts.
Maybe it wasn’t a parasite? It was a living creature, after all. A baby living creature.
Xander had a thought. Exactly what was living inside him? Was it even human? Shit, was it even a vampire? Maybe it was a bit of both. A little bit Xandery and a little bit Spikey.
Auuuwww
Xander had another thought. Boy, he was really on a roll tonight. What if the baby was a demon?
Oh my god! What’s if it’s a baby Skuki demon?!
Spike watched the not-so-subtle change of emotions running across Xander’s face and he shot forward to steady him when he saw terror take root.
“Pet? You alright? You look like you just sat on a knitting needle!”
Xander shook his head and started to shake. “I’m so far from alright, I’m in a completely different state to ‘alright’. ‘Alright’ was a town I passed yesterday. ‘Alright’ is not how I…”
“Okay, okay, don’t go on. I get it. What’s wrong?”
The incredulous stare burned right through Spike’s skull.
“I mean, apart from the obvious?” he corrected.
“Nothing,” Xander spat. “Apart from the obvious.”
“Liar.”
“What?!”
“Liar,” Spike said, a little bit slower and a little bit louder. "I know you better than you think, pet. What just scared you?”
Xander swallowed and clutched the bear tighter. “What if…? What if it isn’t human?”
Spike shrugged awkwardly. “Well, considering it’s partly my baby, it ain’t likely to be all human. Probably got a bit o’ vamp in there, too.”
“That wasn’t what I meant. What if it’s some kind of gross demon, like the Skuki? What if the Skuki lied? What if it put its own baby inside me? Spike, what if this isn’t your baby?”
Spike recoiled at the last question, the sting of it throbbing like a punch in the face. “Well…erm…I…”
“Hmm, Xander, I really wouldn’t worry about that,” Giles said, placing a supportive hand on the younger man’s shoulder. “A Skuki would be very unlikely to reproduce with a human. No, no, if the Skuki said that this is Spike’s baby, then we should just assume that is fact.”
“Good. Spike’s baby. Good.”
“Good?” Spike asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Good?” Giles asked, polishing his glasses with extra vigour.
“Yeah, good that it’s Spike’s baby.”
“…”
“…”
“As opposed to a big ugly blue thing with an inherently bad sense of humour,” Xander confirmed. “Of course, it also means that I’m going to give birth to a baby that cries with a British accent and has a total obsession with murder and leather.”
“Give birth?”
“Huh?”
“You said, give birth,” Spike repeated.
“I did? I did. I didn’t mean… Is anyone else horny?”
“Eh?!”
“Hungry! I meant, is anyone else hungry!”
Giles buried his face in his hands. “Good Lord. I think I’m getting one of my heads.”
Xander stood and clutched at his stomach. “I feel sick again.”
“So do I,” Giles remarked.
“Yeah, I feel a bit queasy, too,” Spike added.
Xander vomited.
“Oh, no, not on my Axminster! That’s it. I’m making the decision. I’m calling Willow and the others. This cannot go on.”
Xander nodded and wiped his mouth with a cushion. “’kay. But don’t tell them anything yet, not until they get here.”
“Very well. I’ll make the call.”
“Thanks…G-man,” Xander said, in between dry heaves.
“You are most welcome. Can I get you anything on my way? A bucket, perhaps?”
“No thanks. I think I’m done with the vomitus carpetus for now. Stomach all empty.”
“So glad to hear it,” Giles stated with a weary sigh.
Xander squeezed his bear tighter and watched as Giles trudged away. “Spike?” he asked as he looked back down at the squashed teddy.
“What?”
“Why am I holding onto this bear like a complete sissy? Polite answer, please.”
“Because everybody needs a hug?”
“…What did you just say?!?”
Spike mentally staked himself. What the fuck? “I said, it's better than looking at Giles’ ugly mug.”
“That’s true. I’m just feeling really weird, like I’m all over the place. Up and down, back and forth, nauseous and starving…Is this what it’s like to be a woman?”
Spike considered. “Yeah,” he said, finally. “But with more pink. And a few more mood swings.”
“Not sure about the pink. I’m more of an orange kind of guy. Mood swings, huh?”
“Yup. All women get them, pregnant or not.”
“I see. Would it surprise you to know that I feel one coming on right now?”
“Bleeding hell. Go on, then. Which way are you swinging?”
TBC…