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A Friend in Need	By : Legolaslover Category: AtS/BtVS Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male > Spike(William)/Xander > Spike(William)/Xander Views: 13198 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Angel the Series. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-A Friend in Need
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Eleven a
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Title: A Friend in Need
Author: Mystic
E-mail: corpse_bride83@yahoo.com
Feedback: Of Course
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Archive: List sites absolutely. Anyone just ask
Rating: R to NC-17
Series/Sequel: series
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING IN THIS STORY!
Summery: Xander is feeling lonely. So he goes to a friend only to discover something terrible.
Warnings: Buffy bashing. Swearing.
Notes: this is my first Spike/Xander and this my first serious series so please don’t be to harsh.
This takes place after the whole First thing. Anya didn’t die. Angel and the gang didn’t get Wolfram & Hart. Sunnydale wasn’t destroyed. Spike doesn’t have a soul just the chip and still he can’t feed off anything. Spike did save the world with the amulet, it just didn’t kill him. I think that is all that you need to know to follow this.

Xander walked down the sidewalk from Giles’ house to his apartment. He actually hated going home these days. It was so lonely after Anya left to be a vengeance demon again. The reason made him snicker though. She found out her demon friend’s husband had a friend, who was looking for a demon wife, and he had two very big penises. When he had told Buffy and the rest of the Scoobies why Anya turned back into a demon and left, they had just shaken their heads and said, “Only Anya.”
Xander wasn’t really paying attention to where he was going until he came across a metal archway. ‘Cemetery?’ He cursed silently. He had been thinking so hard that he missed the turn to his apartment. Shrugging, he walked into the cemetery. ‘Might as well go see if Fangless is doing anything.’ He walked up to the stone crypt and beat on the door. He heard rustling inside then silence. He frowned and called out, “Spike?” before beating on the door again.
When Spike didn’t open the door he pulled out a stake and cautiously opened the door. “Spike,” he whispered. He walked in and looked around. Nothing was broken or damaged that hadn't been before. When he called out again, he heard moaning. He walked toward the moaning, stake in hand. What he saw made him gasp and drop to his knees. “Spike.”
Spike turned his head carefully to where the voice was coming from. “Help me please,” he coughed. He hadn’t eaten in days. He had run out of blood and when he went to Buffy to get more she had turned him away. He was pissed so he had gone to get his own blood from Willy. When he had gotten to Willy’s he was even more pissed. Willy told him that by order of the Slayer he wasn’t to give him blood. Willy had apologized but he didn’t want to piss off the Slayer. That had been a week ago and since then he hadn't helped the Scoobies. He didn't even talk to them if he saw on the street. He didn’t need them. Now here he was laying in the middle of his crypt almost dead, well more dead.
Xander shook Spike. “Listen to me Spike you need to tell me what’s going on. How can I help you? What did you need?”
Spike finally realized that the voice was Xander’s. He glared the best he could. “I don’t need anything from you assholes. Stay the fuck away from me.” He tried to scramble away from Xander but he couldn’t. He was to weak from hunger.
Xander shook his head and reached out again. “Tell me what’s wrong and how I fix it.” He frantically searched his jacket pockets for his cell phone. He dialed Buffy’s number and got no answer. He tried Giles and reached got the same result. ‘Must be patrolling.’ He dialed the only other number he had in the phone's memory, Angel. “Come on pick the phone,” he said as it rang. He sighed in relief when he heard Cordy telling him the help the helpless or hopeless whatever the hell it was. “Cordy. I need Angel now its an emergency.”
Cordy snorted, “Hello too you too, Xander.”
Xander growled, “Not now, Cordy. I need to talk to Angel.”
“Fine,” she snipped before slamming the phone down and screaming for Angel. When Angel looked up at her with annoyance she said, “Xander’s on the phone and he is being very rude. He says its this big emergency.”
Angel walked over and picked up the phone. “Xander? What is it? Has something happened to Buffy?”
Xander rolled his eyes, “No, its not Buffy. Its Spike. Something is wrong with him. He is moaning and groaning. He is more pale then usual and his skin is all ashy looking.”
Angel frowned, “Xander can Spike hold the phone? Can he talk? If he can’t hold the phone, ask him questions for me.”
Xander nodded and said, “Okay.” He looked down at Spike again, “Can you hold the phone long enough to talk to Angel?” He felt his eyes tearing up. Whether Spike wanted to admit or not he was his friend and it hurt to see a friend in pain. Xander chided himself, ‘Friend who am I kidding. I’ve had a thing for Spike since Angel gave me to him all those years ago at the high school.’
Spike shook his head. It hurt too much to move or talk. He could feel his insides burning, like they turning to ash bit by bit. He cursed himself to hell. ‘Why did I start helping that bitch? Why didn’t I listen to Dru?’
Xander sniffed, “He shook his head he can’t hold the phone to talk. Please Angel I know you don’t like him much but he is your childe please don’t let him die. He has helped me out a lot since Anya left me.”
Angel made shushing noises, “Its okay. I think I know what’s wrong with him but ask him a few things for me. Ask him if he has been eating properly.” He had a feeling that Spike was starving to death but he didn’t want to jump to any conclusions just yet.
Xander asked Spike the question and the answer he got shocked him. He relayed the answer, “He says that he hasn’t eaten in a week, but that’s impossible. Buffy has been buying him blood. She told me so.”
Angel roared and shifted into game face. “A WEEK!” He took a deep breath. “Xander get him to your place immediately. Call Willy’s and tell him that I want 50 pints of the top grade delivered to your apartment. I’m on my way. We need to talk when I get there.” He hung up the phone as soon as he was done talking.
Angel called everyone into the office part of the hotel. “I’m going to Sunnydale. Spike is in grave danger, and he has been seriously abused. Something is going on up there going, and I’m going to find out what!” he said, seething at what he'd heard.
Lorne walked up behind Angel and started talking quietly, “Angelcakes maybe I should go too hmm. It’s almost light out. You’re in no condition to drive, baby.” He pulled Angel to him and rubbed Angel’s back as Angel laid his head on his shoulder.
Angel sighed, “Something Xander said confuses me so much. He said that he knows I hate Spike. How can he still think that? I have been sending Buffy money to help buy Spike blood. He is my favorite childe.”
Lorne frowned. “I don’t know honey but we’ll find out,” he said.
Xander dialed Willy’s number quickly. When Willy picked up Xander told him what Angel had said. To his surprise, Willy resisted giving him the blood. “What the fuck do you mean you won’t give me the blood!?” Xander shouted.
Willy told him he couldn’t give him the blood because he had orders not to give anyone blood for Spike. Xander growled, “Well you better have that blood to me within 20 minutes or I will have Angelus after you. Do you know what he’ll do to you if you let his childe die?”
Willy gulped. He didn’t want to go against the Slayer, but he didn’t want to feel the wrath of Angelus either. “Okay I’ll get the blood to you,” he said, hanging up the phone quickly.
Xander jammed the phone in his pocket. “Spike?” he asked. When Spike didn’t open his eyes Xander got scared and shook him. He smiled as the blue eyes opened slowly. “Baby I have to get you to my apartment.” He wasn’t even aware that he let the nickname slip. “Willy is going to deliver some blood to my apartment for you by order of Angelus.”
Spike was to weak to argue. He just let himself be picked up and carried from the crypt. He closed his eyes and rested against Xander’s shoulder. He didn’t understand why Xander was helping him. They had all turned their backs on them hadn't they?

Xander opened his apartment door. The walk from Spike's crypt to his apartment had seemed longer then ever. He was trying not to jiggle Spike to much but it had been hard since he was trying to hurry. He got Spike settled into his bed when he heard a knock on the door. He opened it up and saw a very nervous looking Willy. “Finally,” he said, taking the blood and paying Willy for it. When Willy was starting to walk away he asked, “Willy, who told you not sell anyone blood if it was for Spike?”
Willy looked at him confused. He thought if anyone knew it would be one of the Slayeretts. “It was the Slayer. Gave the me orders and broke my arm when I asked why.”
Xander was in total shock. He couldn’t believe it. “Buffy?”

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