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Rosebud Murders

Title: The Rosebud Murders 34/45

Author: BmblBee
Rating: M for Mature language and m/m sex
Also warning for violence.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters
or products named in this story
Paring: S/X
Summary: HAU
Spike is a Homicide detective trying
to stop a serial killer before he strikes
again. Xander is a psychic who offers
to help him.




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Fred Cooper signed the book on the dispatch desk and noted
the time of his departure. He took a few minutes to chat with
Tim Taylor, who was also going off duty, and then headed to the
parking garage.

His discontent with his life had grown by leaps and bounds lately
and he thought again of the family he had so far away.
Suddenly he felt like the most foolish person he had ever known.

His face burst into a huge grin and his heart swelled. He knew without
a doubt what he wanted to do. As much as he enjoyed it, when it
came right down to it this job was nothing more than a paycheck.
A paycheck that, due to his hermit like lifestyle, had allowed him
to save quite a bit of money.

Money that would cover him for at least 6 months while he looked
for work. Work in Ohio. He had wasted all the time on stupidity
and stubbornness he could afford. He still had a wife and two
daughters that he missed like hell and he was finally ready to
fight to get them back.

With a light heart and step, Cooper whistled as he zipped down
the steps and out the front door into the cool night air towards the
car park.

He hopped in and snapping the shifter into drive, pulled out of the garage.
His thoughts still centered on his daughters and how much he missed and
loved them. He felt waves of guilt for not being there to help raise them
and to protect them as a father is supposed to do. He hoped there
was someone there looking out for them.

Thinking of all the dangers the world held for innocent children brought
his mind back to the young girl who had come to see him this afternoon.
He wondered where her father was and if there was anyone who was
looking out for her and keeping her safe.

Reaching the stop sign at the corner of Fifth and Market, Cooper paused.
He flipped on his turn signal to take a left and go home, make his travel
plans and wait till dawn when he could call Sue and beg her for
another chance.

At the last second though, he changed his mind. Flipping off the signal,
he drove straight, deciding the best thing he could do for his own
daughters right now was to check on someone else's.

It wasn't far, just a few blocks out of the way. After all, he had promised
Dawn he would look out for her and he had broken enough promises, let
enough people down in his life. She wouldn't be another.
A quick drive by to insure all was secure would take less than ten minutes.

Out of habit, Cooper checked his shoulder holster for his off duty weapon
and flipped the toggle switch on the police mobile radio in his car.
His mind drifted as the static and intermittent calls and responses filled
his car and sailed over his head.

"Car 29?"
"29"
"Signal 86 at 10th and Main."
"29 clear"
"Car 5?"
"5 Go."
Signal 13 in progress Baker Jewelry."

After so many years on the force, Coopers brain sifted through the
constant unending chatter, filtering out the important and disregarding
the rest.
With his eyes focused on the posted house numbers, he slowed as he
came to a large brick building on the corner of the block.

It was one of the buildings that had, years ago been luxury condos.
Now, with the slipping economy, it, along with several others, had been
bought up by big conglomerates and chopped into small single apartments
rented to students and young singles struggling to survive.

Glancing at the clock on his radio, Fred noted that it was nearly 10:15
and wonder if it was too late to knock on her door. Just a word
or two to let her know he was looking out for her and to ensure she
was all right.

He watched the front of the building for a minute or so and then decided.
He shut off the car and reached for the handle on the door when something
caught his eye. A movement. A shadow that seemed to dart around the
side of the building. It happened so quickly he couldn't be sure.

Maybe he didn't see anything at all. Fred waited, giving his eyes a chance
to adjust to the darkness, he stared at the shrubs and watched as a fresh
breeze ruffled and swayed in the branches.

'That must have been it.' He thought. 'Just the wind.'
Taking a minute to follow procedure, Fred pressed the mic button and called in.

"Cooper to Starcom"
"Starcom, go ahead Cooper."
"Doing a quick walk around at 223 Market. Wait ten minutes and give
a well call. No back up needed."
"Well call in ten. You're clear."

With no further hesitation and anxious to get home to his pizza and his
road map, Fred Cooper jumped from his car and started up the walk.

****************************************************

Spike had pulled into the parking garage just in time to see Fred Cooper
pull out. He was incredibly grateful for the timing and decided that
if they hadn't taken the time to fuck just once more in the shower he
would have come face to face with his old friend and had to give an
explanation of why he was there this late in the evening.

It was not unusual for a detective working an active investigation to
be in and out of the station at all hours, but until this evidence was
safely secured he knew the guilt and stress showed clearly on his face.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into coming along."
Spike scowled at his passenger and waited for an apology.

Xander reached his hand over and let it slowly run up the inseam of Spike's
trousers till it nudged the bulge of heavy balls. He snickered as Spike gasp
and immediately moved his legs around as far as the cramped front seat
of the small sports car would allow.

Xander took advantage of the offered access and after letting his fingers
bounce the sac a few times he then pressed his way up the growing length of
a cock that Spike swore wouldn't get hard again till tomorrow.

"You know you want me with you. Keeping you company. Groping your
ass in public."
Xander laughed as Spike's head fell back against the head rest and he
groaned placing his hand over top Xander's and guided it up and
down, pressing into the heavy cock that was tenting the front of his
dress pants.

"Jesus, Xan, that is so undignified. I got a position you know. I
command respect around here."
It was a statement that would have carried considerably more weight
if Spike wasn't breathing hard and frantically humping against Xander's
grip.

Leaning over, Xander kissed his lips and quickly unzipped Spike's pants.

"In that case we can't have you going in there with a damp spot and a hard
on can we? Maybe I can solve that for you. Maybe I can show you why
you let me come along."

Spike's head jerked from side to side, desperate to make sure they were alone
in the garage. He could just see it blasted on the evening news. He could
imagine that twit, Buffy, informing the public at large that William Pratt, lead
investigator, was caught with his pants down receiving 'Ugh!' the best
fuckin' blow job in the world!

"Holy Dustbuster! Jesus what a mouth you got. Yeah, Xan, suck me.
Oh, fuck, Baby your mouth feels so hot, so wet. Damn I wish I could
get you on you knees between my legs. Fuck, eat that meat. Damn!
Damn! Da............AAHHH!"

Spike held the back of Xander's head in place while he pumped his hips
fucking out the last few squirts of cum down his boy's throat. Xander
willingly swallowed it all and licked the detective clean with an agile,
talented tongue finishing the job with a small kiss to the head of Spike's
rapidly deflating cock.

Spike chuckled and stared down at the limp, wrinkled flesh that
flopped onto his thigh.

"Jesus, Xan, you killed it."

Xander laughed and helped gently stuff it back in without injuring it.
"Don't worry, I see a miraculous resurrection in your future."
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