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Finding Family

TITLE: FINDING FAMILY
Title: Finding Family 30/40
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.






There were many times over the past year with Xander that
Will had set new speed records in his effort to get undressed
as quickly as possible.

He didn't, however, have a lot of practice in the reverse.
After much scrambling and stumbling he was finally able to get both
legs in the right side of his pants and the shirt over his head, inside
out.

Xander was frantic to get moving but resolved that he would not
leave Will out of his sight.
Not for a second.
There was no doubt in either of their minds who was behind the
vandalism, the only question was, how dangerous and unstable
was he?
The question of what he wanted was unimportant.

Will jerked on his shoes. He finally couldn't hold it in any longer.
He had to ask.
"Why didn't he kill us? He certainly had the opportunity as close
as he was."

Xander shook his head.
"I don't know except that I don't think that is what he wants. Not yet
anyway. I think he wants us afraid first. He wants us to know he is
in charge and he will decide what happens next."

Will stood up and joined his partner.
"Then I guess we will have to show him how wrong he is. Lets go
check on the girls."

Xander gave him a quick peck on the lips then rushed out into the hall.
Flipping on every light switch they passed, the manor house was soon
awash in brightly lit rooms and hallways.

In seeing Will questioning eyes, Xander responded,
"He already knows where we are. I say we don't give him any dark
corners to hide in."

Will's confidence was buoyed. Xander was every bit as good as
the private dicks in his novels. They were in good hands.

They were in dick Xander's hands.....Xander's dicky hands,......
Xander's handy dick.........
Will roughly shook his head to clear his rambling thoughts.

Through the upstairs hallway, Xander dove onto the stairs and in taking
them two at a time reached the bottom landing in seconds.
Will, with his shorter legs, took just moments more.

Turning past the library and dining room they hit the kitchen on a
dead run pausing only to turn on the lights. Coming to the closed
door to the maids suite they were somewhat relieved to hear only
silence inside.

Will tried to calm and comfort himself with the thought that they had
gotten here first. The girls were still sleeping. His beloved Miss Willow
was safe.

Quietly turning and pushing open the door knob both men slipped
inside and punched the light switch. What they saw shot ice water
through both their bodies.

Will turned away in the last second before his stomach gave up
whatever was left in it from earlier.
Choking back his tears Xander lunged forward toward the bed.
He held back at what he saw.

There stretched out on the bed was Willow.

She had been stripped naked and was tied to the bed on her stomach.
Both hands were bound with the drapery tie backs and neither
man missed the obvious fact that it was done in exactly the same
manner that Xander had placed Will in only hours ago.

The only difference was the tape over her mouth. At the sound of
the gasp that left his lips Willow's eyes flew open and locked on
Xander's face.

"She's o.k.! Will, she's o.k."

Xander made no attempt to hide the tears of relief that rolled down
his face as he hurried to untie her.
The second she was free Will threw himself into her arms, rocking and
sobbing.
"Willow, I'm so sorry. Oh God are you hurt? Did he hurt you?
Oh, Willow."

Xander found her clothes that had been tossed to the side and gently
pulled Will back.
"Let's let her get dressed, Baby, then we can find out what's going on."

But even Xander couldn't wait.
"Willow, are you o.k? Where is Deena?"

Willow pulled her shirt over her head and her jeans up over her
tiny frame.
"I'm o.k. It was Billy, but I guess you already figured as much.
He came in while we were sleeping. I woke up to a butcher knife
at my throat."

Will's eyes got big as his stomach again threatened to dry heave.
Just the thought of what he could have done to her.

"He told Deena to sit down and wait for him. He said if she tried to
leave the room he would slit my throat. When he tied me up he said
you two would appreciate the beauty of it. He said it was your
favorite position."
Willow blushed at the implication.

Will and Xander looked at each other. Neither was surprised that
he had been watching but right now embarrassment was the least of
their concerns.

Willow sat back down on the bed and hung her head. When she
finally looked back up, the tears were streaming down here pale
cheeks, her voice quiet with shame.

"He took her. I couldn't help her and he took her away. She was
crying and begging him not to take her. Oh shit, if anything happens
to her......" Willow put her hands over her face and cried softly.

"If anything happens to her it's Billy's fault not yours."
Xander lifter her face and pulled away her hands, watching her eyes
to make sure she understood.

"Listen Willow, I like Deena, but she is in a situation of her own
choosing. Now we are going to do anything we need to to
help her, but I will NOT sacrifice you or Will. I love you both too
much to let that happen. I'm sorry, but if it comes down to you
or her, well..."

Willow hugged him close, cutting off the rest of that statement and
taking a deep breath asked.
"It won't come to that. So. What now? What happens next?"

Xander paced the room thinking.
"I think this is far beyond us. We need help. Will, go call the
law and an ambulance just in case. Tell them to hurry."

Will made no move to leave the room.

"Xan, the phones don't work. Remember, no one is supposed
to be living here. They are shut off."

It was an obvious fact that never occured to him.
Xander began pacing the room and massaging
the bulging muscle in the side of his neck.

"Fuck! Well then there is only one thing to do.
One of us will have to go for help."

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