Paring: S/X - of course
Warnings: None really except the expected man lovin'
Disclaimer: The Bee owns nothing, including the
lovely men used in the commission of this story.
Summary: This is a follow up to the story "Temptation".
It sees Spike and his new childe returning to California
to the dark angel. He has the answers to questions
Spike has about Xander.
Anyone who is interested in reading Temptation, it can be
found here: http://bmblbee.livejournal.com/tag/temptation
As always chapters posted daily, comments very gratefully accepted.
Warning: The last three chapters contain implied noncon. and what many
consider to be Angel bashing. The Bee does not see it that way, but
consider yourselves warned.
Special thanks to the wonderful and sweet Petxnd for the fantastic banner.
Jumping to his feet, Angel turned back to Spike.
"It is unheard of. They can't be turned. It is said their blood is not
like that of a regular human. That if you bite them you will explode.
Angel flailed his arms over his head wildy.
Spike frowned. That last part sounded like something his bull shit
sire would make up to scare him.
"Crap! I don't ever remember that part of the story. You just
threw that in."
"O.k., yea. But the rest was true. Why do you come here and ask
me all this now? What proof do you have that this demon lore has
anything to do with you and your childe?"
Spike leaned forward, refusing to make eye contact.
"Just interested, yea?"
Angel stared off into the garden. He remembered the night he had
gone to the farm with Buffy and met the strange, isolated family
living there. He knew the girl was a witch. He could almost taste her
power in the air, but the boy. He had disregarded the boy as a pointless
farmer. Good only for a snack and possibly a fuck.
Still, Spike had come all this way and faced a sire he feared and hated
for information he needed. Angel's brain whirled. Why else would
Spike risk coming here if he didn't have proof. If he was not certain.
"Oh, Childe, what have you done? Please don't tell me you have
corrupted our pure blood line by bringing an abhourition into the
Spike also jumped to his feet, ready to square off and
defend his position and his childe.
"Don't you fuckin' question me. You abused me for years, then
when I needed a Sire most, you abandoned me. Now you have the
fuckin' nerve to criticize? And leave my childe out of this."
Unnoticed, Xander had turned to face them. Startled by the
suddenly raised voices, he headed back, against Sire's orders,
to see what all the shouting was about.
Immediately Angel backed down. Throwing his palms up
He did his best to defuse an unbelievable situation.
"Sire? Is everything all right? Can we go now?"
Shook from his stare down with Angel, Spike turned to find his own
childe standing nervously by his side.
Running his hand down the boy's arm and clasping their fingers together,
he tried to sound calm and reassuring through his fury.
"Soon, Love, soon. I thought I told you to wait over there for me.
We will be done in just a little bit. Everything is all right now. Big
oaf and I just had a minor disagreement. Nothing serious. Nothing to
Angel stood quietly, watching the interaction between his once blood thirsty,
ruthless childe and this disgusting influence that had apparently ruined him.
It was incredible. It was unheard of. Could this uninteresting farm boy
really be a True Innocent? Never in the history of histories had one been
It was against nature and all things unholy.
It was disgusting.
It was ...........intriguing.
"No, Spike. You came here for the truth didn't you? Then we all
deserve the truth. You, me, and especially my sweet grandchilde here.
Family is just too important for us to have secrets. I apologize for
getting upset, but let's all calm down. Lets all talk about
Xander looked at Angel, weighing and evaluating his words. He then
turned to his beloved sire.
Spike sat back down on the bench with a 'plop'
As much as he hated to admit it, Angel was right. He had told Spike
what he needed to know, and the time had come for all the answers.
"He's right childe. You deserve to know the truth about yourself.
I only hope when it all comes out you don't decide to leave me."
Xander clung to him desperately.
"Never, Sire, I love you. I would never leave you."
Angel was deeply affected by the touching scene that played
out in front of him and it caused his cock to twitch deliciously.
"Please, please, Childe and...........Childe of my Childe, can't we
all just get along? We may have had problems in the past but that is
just that. Past. The time now is for healing, understanding, and
starting a new family relationship. Why don't we all go inside.
We can sit down, really talk, and celebrate the new addition to our
family. Besides there is more to the story. Once we go in I
can explain the rest."
Angel smiled sweetly and eased his way toward the back door of
his hotel home.
"And don't forget, I am a vampire with a soul."
He struck exactly the right weak spots in Spike.
He needed to know everything where Xander was concerned.
Whatever the facts, good or bad, he they both needed to know
Also, as importantly, he was finally being offered all the love and
acceptance from his cold, distant, and cruel sire that he had always
craved. Plus the unconditional acceptance of his childe.
Maybe he had been wrong about Angel's soul. Maybe it wasn't
something that he controlled and used at his convenience.
Maybe it really had finally changed him.
It was too much to hope for, but it was everything he had dreamt of
being handed to him on a silver platter.
Xander, on the other hand had reservations. He may have been pure
of heart and spirit, but he was not stupid and something about this whole
set up did NOT feel right.
The butterflys in his tummy beat their wings furiously.
With his eyes never leaving Angel's face, Xander whispered in Spike's ear.
"Sire? Um, maybe we should go. You asked him your question,
now we should go. There is nothing about me that he could know."
Xander continued to back away tugging at Spike's coat sleeve.
He wished he had Bessie. He would feel a whole lot better if he had
Bessie tucked under his arm.
Spike was confused and conflicted. He wanted to stay. To be
embraced back into a family he missed very much, but concern
and the memory of past rejections along with his childe's pleas
made him pause.
He knew one thing for sure. The decision was his.
He could take his boy right now and walk away. Live their lives
just the two of them and never think twice about the big lug.
Or he could take that step in the other direction.
Over the threshold and into a place that possibly could be home.
Time stood still as everyone waited to see how this would play out.
Spike thought long and hard about things Xander had told him
about having faith and trust. 'Sometimes you have to set aside your
fear and do what your heart says is right.'
Spike decided this was that time. The time to take that leap of faith.
Xander face reflected first the shock of fear then the sadness of resignation.
He knew with a certainty that Spike had made the biggest mistake of his
Angel on the other hand, beamed. His demon booted his soul in
the incorporeal arse and tied it to a chair in the back of his brain.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Turning on the cobblestone path, it was all he could do not to skip like
a ten year old.
"Wonderful. Wonderful. I believe I may just have a pint or two of
camel blood tucked away in the freezer for such an occasion as this.
A celebration. Toast our new happiness at this family reunion.
Xander flinched. Camel. UGH!
Spike pushed his boy forward forcing him to follow his grandsire.
Reluctantly, Xander complied.
Stepping into the back door of his home, Angel pushed
the door open wide and swept his arm to indicate his welcome.
"Welcome to my humble home. Please come in...............Xander."
The split second the words came out of his mouth and the young vampire
stepped inside, Spike knew what had happened. Lurching forward, he
grabbed for his childe in a desperate attempt to pull him back, but it was
His hand hit and he bounced off the invisible barrier.
Xander spun around to see what had happened and Angel grabbed him.
Pulling the boy back against his chest Angel clamped his arm around
Xander's neck and pinned his arms to his sides.
The younger, weaker vampire struggled, trying to free himself but he was
no match for his century's older Grandsire. Spike continued to slap
his hands flat against the blockage and scream.
"Let him go! You fuckin' bastard, let him go! Please, Angel, please.
Don't do this!"
Angel laughed at the pathetic sight before him. It disgusted him to see
a childe of his so weak.
"Hmmmm. Isn't this an interesting turn of events. You out there and us
in here, and me feeling all........cuddly? Noooo. Hungry?"
He snapped his teeth at the boy's exposed neck.
"Nooooo. That's not quite it. Oh, I know what I'm feeling.
The only question now is, do you want to watch, Spike?"