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5 Days More 
16th-Apr-2008 06:17 am
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TITLE: 5 Days More
39/46
AUTHOR: BmblBee
RATING: Adult entertainment due to m/m sexual activity
and language.
PARING: S/X
DISCLAIMER: This story is fiction. Conceived in the warped
hive of the BmblBee. She owns none of the
characters or products named and makes no money
from their use.
WARNINGS: Character death. Boys playing with boys.
Vampire/ human contact.

SUMMARY: Xander Harris is dead. Drained by a vampire in
the Longview Cemetery. When his body is discovered
his friends realize that no one has seen or heard from him
in the last five days. Willow comes up with a spell to send
someone back in time to find out how he ended up there
and possibly save his life. Spike is reluctantly recruited.

ADDITIONAL HINT. READ TODAY'S CHAPTER WITH AN OPEN MIND.
ALL MIGHT NOT BE AS IT FIRST APPEARS.




Thanks to Petxnd for the wonderful banner and patient preread.


10:30 pm Friday evening.
Xander Harris has 30 minutes left to live.

Spike rolled over, slowly settling on his back. He spread his hands
out at his sides, feeling around to assure himself that he was still at
home. Actually opening his eyes would just be out of the question.

His fingers dug into the sod floor and he felt the cool earth pack under
his dirty, ragged fingernails. The mud was irrelevant. He was home.
He was safely tucked away in his crypt. He was in bad shape.

Taking a quick inventory, he knew that even for a vampire he was
as close to death-death as he could be without becoming part of the
dust and dirt that coated the inside of his cemetery abode.

Starting at the top, his hair was filthy. He couldn't remember the last
time he had washed it. Probably the last time he took a bath which was?
O.k. On to the head. As long as he didn't move it, no, even that didn't
stop the excruciating, agonizing pain that split the skull neatly down the
middle.

It was the hangover to end all hangovers. Probably made worse by the fact
that he hadn't had human blood in more days than he could remember.
He knew the Watcher had blood. Kept it under lock and key like he
intended to drink it himself.
'Fucking selfish, sadistic prick. And they accuse me of being evil.'

Which brought him to his stomach. It was so empty it felt as though
it was rubbing his backbone. Spike recalled someone telling him once
that people who starve to death stop being hungry after the first few days.
That was apparently another fucking lie.

Sniffing, he could detect the rotting bodies of the rats and raccoons he had
caught in the graveyard. Unfortunately they would be listed on the menu
as the 'Too little, too late special.'

So Spike did what he always did. He drank. He still had several stolen
bottles of Jack Daniels and he opened them all. The last five days had then
been a cycle of drink, drunk, wake up and start again.

His hope had been to die of starvation in a drunken stupor and put an
end to this miserable, pointless existence that had become his unlife.
Yet here he was. Still around. He moaned as he remembered smashing
the last bottle of the last case.
'Guess the fuckin' universe ain't done with me yet. Shit!'

Spike continued to lay there as the fog in his agonizing brain tried to clear.
When it did, he attempted to sort through what was real and what were
vague alcoholic dreams.

He thought he heard a woman screaming several days ago outside his crypt,
but shit, graveyard in Sunnydale, so even if that really happened, no big deal.
He vaguely remembered the Slayer trying to force him to go help her, again.
He told her to piss off, again.

Spike frowned. He thought for a moment that she had offered him a blow
job if he would help. Immediately he disregarded that. Most likely a dream
and even if it really did happen, she would just renege. He clearly remembered
refusing.
'Fuckin' Slayer could be such a cock tease.'

His next memory was of a dream He was creeping through a dark tunnel.
He was happy, he was loved and he was in a sexually charged atmosphere.
He could hear dance music in the background and he was having the time
of his life.
Spike was certain that was an alcoholic illusion.

He knew there was no way it could have happened. There wasn't enough
blood left in his body for a respectable hard on.
He sighed at the waste of a decent wet dream.

One other niggling thought came to him. The fearful possibility that he
had done something as stupid as making a wish.
A violent shudder racked his body. No, he decided, he would never
be drunk enough to do something that stupid.

Rubbing his dirty hand over his painful forehead, he left streaks of
fingershaped grime across his face as he conceded that what ever
was dream or reality didn't matter.

Using the last bit of strength he could muster, Spike gripped the edge of
his ratty old easy chair and pulled himself up into it. He sat there for
a moment and finally pried his matted, crusty eyes open and looked around
at the squalor he had created.

The crypt was as bad as any had gotten, but he no longer cared.
He wondered if anyone would come along and clean it, sweeping
aside the small pile of dust that laid in the center of the floor.

They would probably think local kids had been using the place to party.
They would never know that a 120 year old vicious, Master vampire
had lived and died here.

Spike sighed as he slumped into the soft, worn cushion of the chair.
He thought about his life before he was turned. He smiled. He hadn't
talked about his mother in more than fifty years. He wanted to. He
longed to but there was no one who was interested.

Angelus had slapped him across the face one night telling him that
no one wanted to hear his whiny little stories about a feeble old white
woman unless she was being fucked or eaten. Dru had thought that
was the funniest thing she had heard in years.

Spike's brain still felt as though it were being shoved through a meat grinder
but he forced himself to go on. If this was to be his last night, he needed
to remember it all.

He chuckled as he remembered waking up after Dru's attempt to turn him.
As usual she had lost interest half way through the process and Angelus had
to finish it by offering his own blood.
Spike had always thought that made him special.

A childe with two parents in this day and age was almost unheard of.
Not that it mattered now. Where were they when he needed them?
No, Spike shook his aching head. He couldn't blame them. He could have
moved on at any time.

He should have left Sunny-fucking-dale years ago.
It was no one's fault but his own that he was in this situation. Depression had
him holed up here instead of out killing and feeding like any self respecting
vampire.

It certainly wasn't fear of Buffy that kept him from slaughtering the population.
And it wasn't like he was trying to impress her or make her love him.

"Oh, FUCK!"

Spike bellowed, listening as his curse bounced off the stone walls and
echoed back to him in a hollow empty, mocking sound.

Throwing his head back, Spike's hoarse voice cracked and broke
as he tossed out his final challenge to the cruel fates that toyed with
him so unmercifully.

"Send me a fuckin' sign. Last chance or I walk off into the morning sun.
I'm done you bastards. You fuckin' win."

Dropping his face into his hands, the tears fell as he whispered.
"You fuckin' win."

Silence. Apparently fate couldn't even give him the respect of one last
response.
Dragging himself to his feet, Spike snorted and staggered to the door of his
crypt. For one frightening moment he was afraid he didn't have the strength
left to push back the solid stone door. Relief flooded through him as at last
one forceful shove and it slid back just enough for a very thin, very weak
vampire to squeak through.

Leaning with his spine against the outside wall, he slid slowly down till
his butt rested on the cold damp ground and he closed his eyes to wait
for the healing rays of the morning sun.

"Spike? Jesus, Spike, what the fuck happened to you? I'm sorry,
I didn't think I hit you that hard."

Spike's eyes popped open as he felt the warm arms scoop him up.
Comments 
16th-Apr-2008 10:47 am (UTC)
Oh my... it's, oh dear, and what's with the memories that have/haven't happened yet? and why doesn't, errrr, time-travel!Spike remember the encounter with a still breathing Xander, or are we to assume he was too drunk to notice, still why didn't the memory of the dream of the proffered blow-job kick in from the get go, unless we're playing the didn't happen this way the first go 'round game, but then that fucks with the causality of the entire situation. *and breath*

'k, Mys needs her Bee's opinion:
How graphic should the Tony maimage be?
Mys has this one scene from Wire in the Blood/Mermaids Singing stuck in her head (if ya want to know more I can e-mail you, just let me know, 'k)- it's very disturbing and employs a graphic (sexual) torture device (a variant on an ACTUAL historical device) and would be sooooooooooo befiting Harris Sr, but between that and what I already want Spike to do to him it might be a little, umm, gross to say the least.
***Mental note: Mayhaps, it is a bad idea for the chit who got beat-up constantly in school and spent YEARS imaging the most wondrous forms of revenge to write a revenge fic.***
16th-Apr-2008 11:19 am (UTC)
Regular time Spike and back-to-the past Spike split when he made the wish.
Regular Spike then laid drunk in the crypt. Brief flashes of false
memory sometimes slip through from his other self but, as we are about to see, he disregards them as a result of the alcohol and starvation.

As for the other, hmmm. I'm not sure how extensive the torture should be.
I guess as much as he deserves. Ouch. That would be a lot.
Sometimes writing revenge takes the tip of the edge off needing it.
16th-Apr-2008 11:39 am (UTC)
Okay, so real-time Spike made a wish, which led to all this rigamarol. And in doing so he started co-existing in two different timelines? Or he started co-existing as two beings in the same timeline?
That still begs the question of what happens when time-travel!Spike stops time-traveling, will there be two 'Spike's? Will there be one Spike with both sets of memories? How does Xan know which one he's Claimed by when the time-traveling stops? If there becomes only one Spike when the time-traveling stops, will Xan still be Claimed by him since the Claim didn't recognize real-time!Spike?
Mys is confuzzled... she thinks she'll go back to reading Bones to Ashes and torturing Tony Harris... it's saner over there, lol.
16th-Apr-2008 11:45 am (UTC)
The split occured when Buffy dragged one Spike
into her plan and the other stayed behind, drunk.
All of the other questions actually will be answered in the
coming chapters. It sounds very confusing but will
fall into place. At the time of Xander's death, both
time lines will converge.
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16th-Apr-2008 04:47 pm (UTC)
Umm, sorry hun, Mys was referring to two different things... Bones to Ashes is the new Kathy Reichs novel (the books that Bones is oh-so-loosely based on- trust me the books are SOOOOOOOOOOO much better, lol) and 'torturing Tony Harris' refers to Mys asking the Bee's advice (see Mys' first comment today) on the ficlet Mys is working on to go with Comfort of Fiends. Otherwise, Mys would be more than happy to share the Tony torture.
16th-Apr-2008 05:48 pm (UTC)
If you stick with it, you will be surprised at how well it all sorts itself out.
I hope.
16th-Apr-2008 12:33 pm (UTC)
I'm confused. Spike is the one that stayed away the whole five days? Then how it is that he gets moemories of thing that still haven't happened?
And how it is that Spike, if he was staying away, and is now with Xander, is afterwards able to be still in the crypt when Buffy goes to him, and not remember turning Xander?

Time!travel fics always play with my head too much.

16th-Apr-2008 05:34 pm (UTC)
There were two Xanders. One dead and one in the
past. It also stands to reason thet there were
two Spike. While the one has been going back and forth
the other one has been lying, drunk and dying in the crypt
which is why we never saw him. When Buffy came and dragged
him out, the wish took over and split him. Because it is still
one Spike, some of his mind is with the other body.
In the next few chapters it should be more clear.
16th-Apr-2008 02:40 pm (UTC)
Well this is interesting. Time has finally caught up with itself and Xander has found Spike at the crypt. While his Spike is still out cold in the apartment maybe. Since Xander doesn't realize whats going on there is a good chance this Spike will take him up on his offer. This is going to get confusing quick. I hope you will sort this out. Maybe Spike staking himself. That would be funny. Great chapter.
16th-Apr-2008 05:46 pm (UTC)
When time catches up with itself everything actually
will sort out. The two Xanders will become one and the two Spikes
will do the same. Spike will still have a vamp Xander to control
and vamp/Xander is still waiting to eat Willow.
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16th-Apr-2008 05:50 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much for the kind words. When I wrote it
it all seemed very logical but it appears most readers
are very confused. I think maybe overthinking it is
the problem.
16th-Apr-2008 11:20 pm (UTC)
AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YES AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YAY AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (!!!!!!!!)
16th-Apr-2008 11:29 pm (UTC)
O.k, so, um I'll take that as an approval.
16th-Apr-2008 11:45 pm (UTC)
Evil Spike has loving Xander on his hands and loving Spike is still out at the apartment. Will the bond be enough? Can Xander be ensouled? All these questions.....will Xander not understand about the starving Spike....Argh.......................*pounding head against the wall* Bee you are making me crazy here!
16th-Apr-2008 11:58 pm (UTC)
I LOVE YOU!!!!
You got it!! Those are exactly the right questions
and the next few chapters will give the answers.
Only 6 chapters left.
17th-Apr-2008 12:16 am (UTC)
Interesting. This could so be a bad thing though, lack of memories, not remembering that he loves Xander. And what did Xander do while he was gone. Does none remembering Spike turn Xander, does he somehow get his memories back and feel guilty. Ack..cant wait to find out. Thanks for keeping me highly entertained, prime time tv drama has nothing on you. XD ~Bee
17th-Apr-2008 01:11 am (UTC)
Wow! What an amazing compliment. Thanks.
Only a few chapters left for everything to fall into place.
17th-Apr-2008 04:54 am (UTC)
Totally confused even after reading the comments left by others, but I'll trust you and keep reading. Time travel makes my head hurt. :-(
17th-Apr-2008 10:17 am (UTC)
I really didn't think it would be this confusing.
I think, I hope, that it will become clear, especially
when the time lines come together.
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