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Night Terrors 
3rd-Jun-2008 06:13 am
bmbl-spike
TITLE: Night Terrors
30/46
AUTHOR: BmblBee
PARING: S/X
RATING: Adult
WARNING: m/m sexual activity. Adult language. Story is generally
not worksafe.
SUMMARY: 10 Years after the fall of Sunnydale, Xander has
distanced himself from his past life until a demon forces him to look
back.
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing including the characters and products
named in this story. I do, however own an unused treadmill. If you
want to sue for that, help yourself.




Thanks to the amazing Purpledodah for the wonderful banner.


It was wonderful. Xander sat back, relaxed and slightly buzzed from
the wine and the company. It was as if he had never been away.
He chuckled when Willow argued with Andrew over whose glass
was whose when he drank her chablis.

He watched Wes scowl each time he caught Angel sneaking a peek
and wondered what had happened between the two. Although knowing
Angel as he did, Dead Boy had probably fucked up somehow.

Most of all, however, he watched Spike. Ten years and the vampire
was exactly the same. Well built, compact and beautifully muscled.
He was rude, snarky, confident and still the most sexual creature
Xander had ever known. The very sight of him set a fire burning
in Xander's blood that threatened to bubble over and fill his cock
to uncomfortable and embarrassing levels.
Reluctantly, Xander made himself look away.

When he did, something else caught his eye. Andrew and Giles.
That was certainly unexpected. Immediately, Xander's suspicious
side began analyzing the situation. Giles was a man of extreme
power and Xander knew what an aphrodisiac power could be.
But he didn't think that was it.

From the time he had arrived, Andrew had never left the older man's
side. He saw to his needs and wants and he assured himself that
Giles was in all ways tended to. But it was more than that. It was the
way Andrew looked at him. It was the love and devotion that shone
in his eyes, and oddly, it was matched in the way Giles looked back.
The men were clearly in love.

As the empty bottles stacked up, their touching became more frequent
and relaxed. Andrew patted Giles arm, Giles casually laid a hand on
the boy's knee. Andrew grew sleepy and laid his head on Giles shoulder.
Giles smiled and kissed the top of his head.
No one in the group commented.

When the coversation slowed and everyone was beginning to drift,
Giles knew it was time to bring their reunion to an end.
"This has been wonderful, all of us together again. Xander, whenever
a member of your family is apart from you, your life is incomplete.
Tonight I feel as though our lives are finally complete. We have missed
you so much. This time was for us, for all of us."

Giles lifted his wine glass in a toast to all in the room before he continued.
"Now, it's late. We are all spent and not in any condition to discuss the
problem that has brought us here. It will be dawn in a couple hours and
I think it would be a good idea if we got some sleep then tackled the
demon issue when we are of clear mind and thought."

Immediately, Xander frowned and the guilt kicked in. He had nearly
lost himself in the warmth of being back in his circle of love and had
almost forgotten about his good friend, Kim.

He needed to go. He needed some space to figure it all out and he
quickly rose only to realize how unbalanced he was on his feet.

"Whoa, steady Xan."
Spike reached out, ready to catch the human if he went down. Xander
grinned at the nick name and thought about tumbling back into the strong
arms. Reluctantly, he regained his balance.

"I'm o.k. It's just really late and Giles is right. I've had too much to
drink. I'm going to go home and sleep it off. Like he said, we need
clear heads to figure this out. I'll be back tonight. Bye"

Xander threw his hand up and stumbled toward the front door.
Shocked, Willow turned to Giles and waved her hands in an
exagerated "no, no" motion.
Giles leapt to his feet, causing Andrew to flop face first on to the sofa.

"No, Xander, you can't possibly drive like that and there is no way you
can be out on the streets walking, especially with what is going on.
We certainly can't afford to have you come up missing too. Please
stay here with us. We can set a bed in the den, or you can just
stretch out on the sofa."

Xander thought about it but really needed some space. The reunion
had been great but it bordered on overwhelming and he suddenly
wanted out. He needed to go home. To the familiar and the recognizable.
He needed to be grown up Xander again before he allowed himself
to slip back into the role of donut boy.

For a brief, drunken moment, he wondered if he was trapped here.
If they had lured him here and he could never leave. Fear shot through
him, causing his voice to crack.

"No. No, I need to go home."
Claustrophobia, caused by emotional overload and alcohol, began
to swirl around threatening to grip Xander by the throat. His heart
started pounding and his breathing became shallow and ragged.
He couldn't think. He felt like he was slipping into one of his dreams.

Spike was the first to pick up on the distress. The sharp odor of
fear rolled from the human like black swirling ink from a frightened squid.
Quickly, and with a loud sigh, Spike set down his glass.

"No sweat."
Spike casually lifted himself to his feet, he stretched his arms high over
his head and yawned.
"I drove him here anyway and I have NO interest in sticking around
while the lot of you snore and fart in your sleep. I'll run the bo...,Xander,
back to his place."
Spike winked and Xander immediatley relaxed.

Xander chuckled nervously, continuing to babble as he backed up
toward the front door.
"Yeah, see, Fangless here owes me a ride and he's been driving
drunk without an accident for what, like 100 years? So that's good.
That's what we'll do. He can take me home and then pick me up
again tomorrow. Yep, we got a plan now."

With that and a last minute wave, Xander was out. Out in to the cool
early morning air that felt like heaven to his overheated skin. He took
a last glance back at the closed door and felt a wave of relief wash
through him. It had been too much. Too much of a good thing.

"Better?"

Spike's quiet voice so close to his ear caught his attention and he turned
to face the smiling vampire beside him.

"Yeah, much, thanks. They are wonderful but......."
Spike laughed and threw his arm around Xander's shoulders leading
him down the path toward the car and escape.

"But a little goes a long way. I know. Come on, Xan. Time for Spikey
to get you home. Oh, and by the way, if it's consentual, I am far from
fangless. I can sink my teeth in and the chip is quiet as a mouse."

Xander's feet skidded to a stop. He stared at the vampire, his eyes
bugging out and his chin near the sidewalk. Spike barked out a laugh
and took him by the hand, dragging him on their way.

Willow stood inside staring at the closed door sadly. She wanted him
to stay. She wanted him to want to stay.
"Do you have what you need?"

Willow turned toward Giles who was pulling a sleepy Andy Pandy to
his feet, and nodded.
"Yes, I think this should do it."
With a handkerchief, she carefully picked up the glass Xander had been
drinking from. Holding it up to the light, she could see traces of saliva
around the rim.
"I'll run the spell when I get up. It should tell us what we need to know
before we see him later today."

"Fine, fine. Come along Andrew. It's bedtime."
Pausing at the end of the hallway, Giles looked back at Willow, a
small smile on his lips.
"He looks good, doesn't he?"

Willow's eyes sparkled with pride and unshed tears.
"He looks wonderful."

Left alone in the living room, Angel grinned. This was it. This is where
Wes throws himself into Angel's arms sobbing in apologies. After
forgiving and consoling him, Angel would be ready to move on.
He was a hero and heros do not hold a grudge.

Besides, Angel thought, Wes can be so helpless and it is the vampire's
mission in life to help the helpless, or in this case, help himself to the
helpless.

Angel sat hapily on the overstuffed leather sofa. He stared off in the
direction of the hallway the others had gone down and he wondered
which door led to his and Wesley's room. He should be finding out
soon.

"Well, Wes, looks like it's just you and me. It's very late. You probably
want to go to bed."

Calmly, and without comment or reply, Wesley rose to his feet. He walked
over and flipped the switch that swamped the living room in sudden darkness
and he walked away. Within less than a minute, Angel heard the bedroom
door slam. Well, that answered one question. It was second on the left.

Angel sat alone in the dark.
"Yeah, o.k. then. Guess I'll be going too. No, no, please, don't beg. I
really can't stay. Yeah, it's been great. Wonderful to see everyone.
So, we're meeting here tomorrow? Shit!"

Angel got up, grabbed his jacket and walked off into the night where
The orange P.T. Cruiser sat waiting. With a flat tire.
Comments 
3rd-Jun-2008 10:32 am (UTC)
Poor Xan. Now he's all guilty.

Sorry, I still can't help buy giggle every time Giles refers to Andrew as 'Andy Pandy".

Yeah, see, Fangless here owes me a ride and he's been driving
drunk without an accident for what, like 100 years?


Now, that gives one a few things to think about: Spik has been driving without being involved in an accident, yes. But just how many has he caused?
3rd-Jun-2008 10:46 am (UTC)
Probably as many as he can just for shits and giggles.
3rd-Jun-2008 10:36 am (UTC)
Xander grinned at the nick name and thought about tumbling back into the strong arms.

Do it do it do it!!!
i love how this fic makes me go awwww poor Xan in one breath, then snort in the next cause Angel is a peanut.
Will and Giles seem to be a bit sad about what they did to Xan. Hope its worth it.
Go Spike with the rescue and support.
3rd-Jun-2008 10:48 am (UTC)
Giles does feel a bit bad because after all this time
the reunion they have all been looking forward too is
about to be tainted with life threatening demon hunting.
A demon Xander may not survive.
3rd-Jun-2008 10:41 am (UTC)
yeah, those family reunions can be rough. Everybosy sees you like they always did no matter what you've accomplished in the intervening time. It's depressing. LOL, maybe that's why I don't go to reunions. heh.
3rd-Jun-2008 10:51 am (UTC)
I don't go because of all the reasons you mentioned
but on top of that, all Punkin's family is in West Virginia.
After an afternoon with them, I return to Ohio with
a prayer of thanks on my lips. WOW!
3rd-Jun-2008 08:22 pm (UTC)
I completely agree. I too have W Va family, and I stopped going to the reunions when several of my male cousins got a little *too* interested in me. *shudders in disgust* What is it about that area that weirds everything up?
3rd-Jun-2008 08:27 pm (UTC)
I don't know but have you ever attended one of the pig roasts?
By midnight they are all drunk. By two am they are rolling
on the ground fist fighting and by 4am they are ready to kiss and make up.
Gender and relationship appear to be unimportant.
The only thing saving the day is that they pass out and sleep it off
before the sun breaks over the horizon.
3rd-Jun-2008 11:43 am (UTC)
Awwwwwww, protecto-Spike to the rescue! YES!!!! And way to go Wes, put the Broody One in his place, lol. *sigh*
OMG, it's ORANGE!!!!!!! ROFL!!!!!!!

Ahhhhh, yesssssss, things seem to be progressing nicely... now then, if Xan would just invite Spike in to spend the night, preferably nekid and in the same bed after a nice intense, fangy shag, all would be right with the world... well except for those pesky missing men and Xan's demon, erm, Xan's demon who isn't Spike, lol.
3rd-Jun-2008 11:48 am (UTC)
Well, let's just think about this. What happened the
last time Xander got drunk? I'm afraid alcohol
makes him a bit of a Loosie Goosie. Luckily Spike
will be there to look after him.
First we take a peek at how Wesley really feels about
the cavevamp.
3rd-Jun-2008 02:09 pm (UTC)
hee! Angel's such a plank...have a feeling that there may (hopefully) be some drunken cuddling in the near future *eyes glaze over*
3rd-Jun-2008 04:42 pm (UTC)
Xander can be such a slut when he gets drunk.
Thank God.
3rd-Jun-2008 05:15 pm (UTC)
I swear they just never give up. Pushing Xander like that and doing a spell on him. He is going to be so upset. He really didn't want to see them but at the same time did. I bet it was Spike who flatten that tire. Now Angel is stuck. He needs to get it fix. How much more messed up and confusing can this story get. Great chapter.
3rd-Jun-2008 06:09 pm (UTC)
The spell Willow needs his DNA for is unfortunatly the one that may cost him his life. This is going to throw Xander right into the center of a situation that he has dreaded and feared for the last ten years.

Wes and Angel are another story. They are very much in love
but Wesley has no more idea of how to deal with a vampire than Angel does with a human. It is going to take a lot of compromise to get them together.
3rd-Jun-2008 11:33 pm (UTC)
Do they know this could kill him? I thought they care too much about him to do this....maybe, I was wrong....
3rd-Jun-2008 11:50 pm (UTC)
They care very much and will agonize over it, but as will be explained, it is the only way.
3rd-Jun-2008 08:53 pm (UTC)
I'm not sure anyone else lives in angel's world. It is very strange!
Anonymous
3rd-Jun-2008 09:40 pm (UTC)
Right now it is population 1, but he is hoping
to increase that to 2. We'll see.
3rd-Jun-2008 11:02 pm (UTC)
Willow and Giles never do learn, do they? A spell on Xander just seems, to them, the way to go. Darn them! Just how bad is it going to be for poor Xander? Spike will just have to stay very close to him, to protect him. *nods head eagerly*. Close as in no space between them, no matter what they're doing. Sleeping, showering.......mmmmmmm.

Wes certainly showed Angel, didn't he? Not a word to him, just leave the room and slam the bedroom door shut. Now Angel has to cope with a flat tyre. Will he need help? Wes shaped type help?

Oh, and Bee, killing Punkin' is probably not a very good idea. Not until you finish all your fics, anyway. Hope he gets his operation to fix his knee soon, and then he can go back to work and leave you to your Sporn. Yay! Hoping that's soon.

Cathy
3rd-Jun-2008 11:49 pm (UTC)
Yes! I get Punkin's knee fixed on the 13th so 6 more
agonizing weeks and he goes back to work. Yeah!

Anyway, the spell Willow is preparing could be
deadly to our Xander. He will indeed need his vampire
to stand by him and help. Course right now they are busy
getting to know each other again.

Don't worry about Angel. He has no intention of giving
up just yet.
3rd-Jun-2008 11:30 pm (UTC)
Loved how tuned in Spike was to Xander. That was great. And then the great pinhead thinking Wes would invite him up to his bedroom....hysterical. Love Giles and Andy Pandy of course, and Willow and Giles feeling guilty over coverty capturing Xander's DNA after such a great reunion! Can't wait for the next installment.
3rd-Jun-2008 11:53 pm (UTC)
Poor Wes, he is not as hard hearted as he seems and
we will see tomorrow just how difficult this is on him.
As for Xander, he is drunk and remember what happened
the last time he got drunk with Spike?
Yep, sporn.
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