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Finding Family 
18th-Jun-2007 05:09 am
Title: Finding Family 18/40
Author: BmblBee
Rating: Adult - Overall
Paring: W/X HUA
Disclaimer: I own nothing, including the characters used in
this story and make no money off them.
Summary: This story is a follow up to "Flip The Script."
The boys are living together happily when something unexpected
turns their lives around.

Note: To all you nice people that asked about a link to all
my stories, it is at the end of this chapter.

"Well, well, well. Look who has arrived to throw his poor
homeless cousin out into the cold. And brought muscle with him,
he did. So tell me Willy me boy, was it the fossilized caretakers
who stuck their noses in my business and sent for you?"

Billy stumbled, attempted to get to his feet and fell back onto his ass.
He rubbed his hands over his bloodshot eyes and tried again.
This time he was able to grab onto the side of the bed and steady
himself on shaky legs.

"Who is it Billy? What's happening?"
The head that had poked out from under the bedding now showed
a set of striking hazel eyes and a small upturned nose.

"Shut the fuck up Deena and mind your own fuckin' business.
Stupid fuckin' bitch."

Billy sat down on the edge of the bed still stark naked and
apparently unconcerned by it. With his legs spread wide,
he casually scratched his nuts and waited to see how this family
reunion would play out.

The other occupant of the bed had followed orders to a tee,
rolling over and giving the impression she had gone back to sleep.

Everyone in the room could tell she had a great deal of practice
doing as she was told.

"Get your ass up now, Billy. Get dressed and get downstairs.
We will expect you there in 5 minutes. That should be plenty of
time considering the way you smell I don't imagine you spend a
lot of time in the shower."

Without waiting for a response to his directions Will turned and
left the room with Xander at his side.

Billy cocked his head to the side, winked and blew Willow a kiss
causing her skin to crawl and her stomach to lurch. She joined
her boys downstairs to wait.

Surprisingly, less than ten minutes later, Billy, now dressed in a pair
of filthy, stained jeans and a ripped t-shirt, joined the others in the
The room was in total disarray. Garbage strewn about and
evidence of drug use everywhere.

A piano that his Grandmother had lovingly taught him to play
sat with wine spilled over it. A pair of thong panties protruded
from the storage area of the bench seat.

The oak table in the corner that once held a television, stereo, and
video player was now empty, cut wires jutting from the wall..
Another casualty of the local pawn shop.

None of those things mattered to Will.
This wasn't about money.

This was a matter of personal pride and ownership.
This was property that his family had built and maintained for

It was now his and his responsibility to keep up.
He had failed in his responsibility.

This was his past and it was always assumed, would be passed
on to his children or grandchildren.
A concern that had been eating away at him for a long time.

There would be no children and Will was often overwhelmed with
shame and concern that it would end with him. The family
name, the property ownership, everything.

He had wanted to talk to Xander about it and, in fact, had tried
several times, but the subject was difficult to broach.
Especially since he could see no solution.

He had even considered leaving it to any children Willow
may have.
She was family.

He knew one thing though, even if he never had any one to pass
this on to he would make sure it sat empty or was sold off first.
Whatever he decided, this estate would NEVER belong to the
worthless slug Billy Barton.

Billy stood in the doorway and let his eyes cruise around.
"Damn, if I recall right, it was a hell of a party last night. Course
it's a hell of a party every night around here. To bad you missed it."

Billy laughed as he sauntered in and leaned against the fireplace
mantle. He then lit what was very obviously NOT a store
bought cigarette.

Xander instantly crossed the room and slapped it out of his mouth.

Billy quickly bent over to retrieve his property.

Xander again kicked him in the ass.

This time Billy did not accept it with humor or a drug hung over
Jumping up he stood nose to nose with Xander. Size wise they
were equally matched, but Will knew Xander's strength.
He knew his lover could snap Billy in half and never break a sweat.
He was tempted to let him.

Willow, however, was not.

Stepping between them she placed a hand on each of their chests
and gently separated them.

"Knock it off, both of you. We are going to try to settle this
without blood shed."
Giving Billy a small shove in the direction of the sofa and Xander
towards the chair she relaxed as she felt them reluctantly move apart.

Seeming to lose interest in Xander, Billy now turned his attention
to his cousin.
"This is a family matter Will. How are you going to bring in
outsiders? Can't handle me on your own?"

Will refused to let Billy get under his skin. Throwing his arm over
the back of the badly damaged wing chair he reigned in his temper
before answering.

"These are my friends. I asked them to travel with me and I invited
them to stay here. In MY house. Seems to me that you are the
only one here that shouldn't be."

Billy's mouth fell open at Will's new found bravado. The sniveling
little cousin he remembered would have snuck away rather than
face a confrontation.

He then threw his head back and let out a loud barking laugh.
"You? Friends? Well, hell. Looks like Chicken Little was right
after all. The fuckin' sky is about to fall."

The rest of the room remained silent.

Finally regaining control, Billy gave serious consideration to the
strangers facing him.
"So, this your girlfriend? Your intended? Your piece of fluff?"
Then slowly his eyes drifted to Xander.
"Or maybe this is your woman? That it? Are you little Willy's

Again the room stayed quiet.

Billy's shocked face exploded in another round of rauchus laughter.
"That's it innit? You two are butt buddies. Oh, fuck, that's just
priceless. And what does Red here do? She get to watch?
Cause I gotta tell you little cousin, I wouldn't mind a front row
seat myself."

Unconcerned or surprised that he was the only one laughing,
Billy continued to grab his stomach and roll around on the sofa.
Before he had the chance to pull himself together he opened his
eyes just as the small pale hand slapped him sharply across the face.

Fury replaced humor in the flip of a switch.
Jumping to his feet Billy grabbed Willow's hand just seconds before
she had the chance to swing again.

Rushing over, the room erupted in confusion and chaos as all
four struggled to separate each other and still get in a punch or
two on their own.
Shouting, shoving, pulling and pushing.

No amount of force could have stopped the free for all that was
not landing nearly as many blows as the participants had hoped.

One thing did.
One small voice cut through the craziness and caused all four
combatants to freeze in place.

"Billy? What's happening? Are they here to throw is out?"

All eyes turned toward the doorway and woman standing there.
Small, dark haired with olive skin, but it wasn't her beauty that had
them all speechless. It was her huge, swollen, very pregnant

"Oh, fuck!"

Xander stepped back and knew the rules of the game had
just changed.
18th-Jun-2007 10:24 am (UTC)
Ha! Geez Billy's gonna try to play the daddy-to-be card... so am I completely evil for being of the (highly generous, imo) opinion that the slut can stay but just let Xan brewak Billy boy in half and be done with it? Yeah, I know, that would be toooooooo easy and the Bee isn't even halfway through... lead on Imelda! *G*
18th-Jun-2007 10:35 am (UTC)
Oh, sweety, you are in for a big surprise if you think it will
play out that easy. Could even strong minded Xander toss
a pregnant woman out? But yes, Billy will try that tact.
Will it work? Is it genuine?
Speaking of Imelda - I bought another pair of shoes
Saturday and I am returning them today. How can they be
so comfortable in a shoe store and so pinchy, rubby,
tight-in-the-toes at home?
18th-Jun-2007 10:41 am (UTC)
How can they be
so comfortable in a shoe store and so pinchy, rubby,
tight-in-the-toes at home?

'cause you're shopping on a Hellmouth?

Demonic shoes? They plan to take over by cleverly maiming everyone's feet thus immobilizing them?

Or maybe it's one of those 'polymorph' critters from Red Dwarf... just waiting to suck your emotions from you?
18th-Jun-2007 10:51 am (UTC)
No I'm sure if there was any sucking involved I would have wanted to keep them. I'm going with the hellmouth theory. My life is definatly
full of hell fire and brimstone right now. It also confirmed that I should never buy cheap shoes at Payless.
18th-Jun-2007 10:13 pm (UTC)
Have to agree with Mysticsoblivion, here it has to be demonic shoes. Just like there is such a thing called demonic dresses, pants and bad demonic hair days.

On a side note here; I think it would be a majorily great plot bunny story where Xander accendently buys some demonic shoes that make him fall in love with Spike's shoes ;)

Also love the story and can't wait to read more of it *HUGS* Lady Q, who hopes you will post more tonight
18th-Jun-2007 11:18 pm (UTC)
Thanks you so much and that actually would be
a great story. Lots of room for foot fetish
jokes and porny toes.
19th-Jun-2007 07:50 am (UTC)
Shoe love? Well, they are Doc's- all leathery and sexy and... *wipes at drool* ...damn I miss my doc's now, lol.
Demonic hair days? Hmm, how 'bout demonic hair dyes, they could 'cause perfectly (in)sane snarky vamps to have unexplicable lusties for self-righteous, obnoxious, holier-than-thou, too-good-for-you Slayers! (Me? Buffy Bashing?????? Nah, couldn't be!)
19th-Jun-2007 10:56 am (UTC)
Don't laugh!
I have had demonic hair days. Usually
they happen when I am getting ready to
go somewhere important. As I get older
they happen all the time. I get up in the
morning, look in the mirror, and nearly pass out
from the horror of it.
19th-Jun-2007 02:01 pm (UTC)
I get up in the
morning, look in the mirror, and nearly pass out
from the horror of it.

Me thinks the Bee needs a new mirror! ;-D
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