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Summary: What if Buffy had to go out and look for Cordy and Oz instead of looking for Xander and Willow when Spike kidnaps them.
Warnings: It's AU. Xander gets vamped. There is character death in the non-vampy way. Also, I'm not good at typing British accents, so use your imagination when reading for Spike. This is my first Vamp!Xander fic, so be gentle.
Notes: WIP - Part 1, Part 2
Joyce answered the door; Xander was standing there just outside the threshold. He waved at her sweetly.
"Is Buffy home?" he asked politely.
"Yeah, she's upstairs getting ready for bed."
"Can I come in?" He pouted a bit.
"Well, if it's important, of course you can come in."
Xander grinned broadly as he stepped into the house. He could smell Buffy's blood from up the stairs. It was overpowering. Spike wasn't kidding. He wanted her.
He clasped his hand over Joyce's mouth and whispered, "Sorry, Joyce. You might have birthed a Slayer, but you don't have any power in your veins. I'm not interested in eating you."
He snapped her neck. He could feel Spike watching him from the window. He looked at him. Pure joy was on his face. Spike entered the house.
"Looks like they didn't uninvite you." Xander said with a grin.
"Guess they weren't expecting me back so soon."
Xander snogged Spike, "I'm glad you came back."
"Yes, very happy. I love when their lives are in my hands, then it's gone. I also like the smile you get on your face when I do it."
"I also think you're high off virgin blood. Sure you won't feel guilty, pet?"
"No. I need more. I want powerful blood."
Spike nibbled on Xander's ear, "You take after your Sire. Go on, get her. She'll be less suspicious if it's you alone."
Xander tensed as he climbed the stairs. He wondered what Slayer blood tasted like. He said it was ten times better than a witch's blood any day. He sort of wished Buffy was still a virgin. It would have made it better. Tons better. He watched her exit the bathroom. She only had a towel on.
"Hey, Buff." he said.
She started almost dropping the towel, "Oh, hey Xander." She inspected him. "You look a bit different. Where have you and Willow been? You two have been gone for awhile. Cordy and Oz were halfway to Columbia by the time I found them."
"We went on a little trip. We're back now though. Sorry, it was kind of last minute. I would have wrote, but I figured I'd get back before my postcard. Plus, I didn't have access to a phone. No change."
"Ah," she looked at him. He was kind of blocking the way to her bedroom. "So, what are you doing here? Just come to tell me you're back?"
He pushed Buffy against the wall, "I want you. Part of me has always wanted you. That's what I came to tell you."
She gasped, a bit shocked at how assertive he was being, "I... I... I didn't know you um, felt that way, Xander. I'm with Angel. Please, stop." She felt his lips against her neck. She tried to push him away. Why was he so strong? His lips parted and his teeth sunk into her. "No... Xander..."
He drained her, moaning. He felt Spike nudge him and he made room for him. Spike was right. Virgin or no, she was ten times better than the witch. He let her limp body drop. He gasped. He knew he didn't need air, but he couldn't help it. He looked down at Buffy's body.
"Guess that means there's another one somewhere else." Xander said his voice thick and husky.
"We'll look for her later."
Xander felt himself get knocked back; his Sire was on top of him, tearing off his clothes. Xander was tearing off Spike's clothes. He wanted more, if killing got this sort of reaction of out Spike, he'd kill anyone Spike told him to kill. He just wanted more of this.
Spike lit a cigarette and smiled as his lover rose beside him. He remembered the things they did last night and grinned widely as he blew smoke out of his lips.
"We still in Buffy's house?" Xander asked him.
"Yeah, we are. It's night again, pet."
"What's that mean?"
"Giles and the remaining Slayerettes have noticed Buffy is missing."
"Do we HAVE to feed off them? No power, no feeding. I kind of just want to snap their necks. Besides, I bet Oz has fleas."
Spike smiled, "Looks like I'll have to start tracking witches for you."
"Well, there are two people I wouldn't mind feeding off of that aren't witches. I'm afraid they'll leave a bad taste in my mouth though."
Xander nuzzled Spike's neck, "You want to play 'Invite me in' with your family and friends a bit?"
"It's fun. I like being free and making you happy. When I see you happy about me killing, it makes everything okay. For the first time in my life, everything is perfect. You don't make me feel like the sidekick."
"You're not a sidekick." Spike nuzzled him. "You're mine and I'm yours. We belong together, pet."
Xander grinned, "As an act of loyalty. I'll kill my ex-girlfriend for you."
"Make it painful, love?"
"You know I will."