Title: Family Bonds
Summary: After his relationship with Anya fizzles out Xander and Spike become lovers. Xander’s insecurities lead him to seek help from
Notes: AU begins S6 replacing Hells Bells. No Dawn, Buffy didn’t die, and Season 6 Spuffy? Eewww no.
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“Did that feel even better to you Bleachie?” Xander rolled off Spike and lay panting beside him. “Cause I’ve gotta say, damn, and wow, and -.”
“Oh fuck me, that was bloody brilliant.”
“Just did, that’s the thing,” Xander gave an exhausted laugh.
“Don’t suppose you want to do that again?”
“Giles,” Xander sighed but felt his cock twitch regardless.
“What? Giles? You want to do some kinky role playing?”
He snorted. “No, idiot.”
“Oi! A little respect from the consort wouldn’t go astray love.”
Xander turned and nuzzled at the scar he’d given Spike. “They’re all waiting for us. Well, Giles is anyway, I’m just assuming the others are all there too.”
“Bloody hell.” Spike’s fingers raked through Xander’s hair and held him against him neck. “You do understand this is like the vampire equivalent of a honeymoon right?”
“Yeah I kinda got that. What with the sex in the kitchen, and the sex in the shower, and then there was the sex on the dining table, and the sex in the closet.”
“Over the laundry hamper was fun till it broke.”
Xander laughed, snorting warm air over Spike’s throat. “Yeah, we can pick up a stronger one tomorrow.”
“And after all that, you still want to go to that bloody shop? There’s a whole lot of sex in other places that needs to be had and you want to go to some little research party.”
“Spike in the last two weeks I think we covered a fair portion of the apartment. And in the last twelve hours we even christened some places that we probably shouldn’t have. And it’s not research.”
“Yeah even worse, it’s going to be a bloody intervention. What is it with you people? You can never leave well enough alone, always got to be analysing this or deconstructing that.”
Xander felt his irritation and ran a hand over Spike’s wet stomach. “You sure are a whiny master aren’t you?”
Spike’s eyes narrowed. “What did you call me?”
Xander grinned, his teeth scraping the scar on Spike’s neck. “Master,” he whispered.
Spike growled and taking advantage of his strength and speed, flipped them over pinning Xander face down. Before he could draw breath, Xander found himself hoisted up by the hips with his ass full of horny vampire. Again. He both groaned and laughed; it was like shooting fish in a barrel.
Xander’s cell phone rang several times while they were in the car, but he ignored each call. He knew it would just be either Giles or the girls asking where he was and he knew damn well they wouldn’t like his answer. Each time it rang, he could feel Spike’s anger and could not blame him one bit. This was a confrontation that had to happen but neither were looking forward to it.
When the phone rang again, Spike snatched it from the console and would have crushed it had the car not been stopped for a red light and Xander was able to rescue it. He checked the number and sighed in surrender before he answered.
“Xander where have you been? We were expecting you two hours ago.”
“Yeah I’m sorry, but do you really want to know or are you just telling me you’re getting tired of waiting?”
“I imagine I don’t want to know why you’re late. How long will you be?”
“Five minutes, give or take. We’re almost there Giles.” He shut the phone then quickly shoved it in his pocket when he saw Spike scowl at it.
“We can turn around love. Go back home. We don’t have to do this now if you don’t want to.”
“I don’t want it hanging over us. We go now, get it done, then you can take me home and I’ll call you names.” Xander laughed at the lustful expression on Spike’s face. “Don’t look at me like that Bleachie, time and place, all wrong.”
“I can wait.” Spike reached out a hand and lightly stroked the back of Xander’s neck. “How do you want to do this love?” He let his thumb scrape over the claim scar. “You want to tell them about this?”
“I’m so proud to have you love, I want to tell everyone. So help me, I even want to call Angelus and tell him.” Spike shook his head and laughed at that. “But these are your people, I’ll follow your lead. Whatever you want.”
“Can we just see where it’s gonna go first? I have no idea how they’ll react to you being chip-free. Buffy especially.” Xander rested his hand on Spike’s leg. “If she tries anything again-.”
“You’ll get right out of the way love. You may have all the bells and whistles but she’s the slayer. By definition she is a mite stronger than me and I’m still stronger than you.”
“I’m not going to stand by and let her attack you. It’s never going to happen so forget telling me to stay out of it. I’m right in it. I’m immersion guy. And what bells and whistles?”
“Full consort love.”
Xander shifted in his seat. His jeans suddenly very uncomfortable. “Already?”
“Since I bit you. You’ve got it all. You probably didn’t notice the bond so much, it just settles into the background, becomes a part of you.”
“Spike what else is there? I don’t want to get there and have Giles know more about me than I do.”
“It’s okay love there’s nothing new to it. Everything you had brewing because of that bloody spell is complete now. Most consorts would get it all in a rush after the bite, but you’ve been collecting my bits and pieces over the last few weeks so it’s not as noticeable for you. Only other thing is that demons will know you’re mine now that you haven’t got that flashing neon ‘claim me’ sign over your head.”
“The spell’s gone?”
“I don’t know love, but it should be. You’ll have to ask the witches to check on that. From what they said it was only a temporary bonding spell and last night you got yourself well and truly bonded.” Spike smirked. “Several times in fact.”
“No more looking over my shoulder? No more friends getting hurt because I’m attracting the demons?”
“Only attracting me now mate.”
“Buffy!” Xander swerved the car slightly as he jerked around to look at Spike. “If that spell is gone, then no more insane Buffy?”
Spike snorted and whispered under his breath. “No more than usual anyway. Crazy bitch.”
“Hey, consort ears here mister.” Xander pulled the car into the curb and switched it off. “And I just got a big dose of vampire antagonism from you too. Ease up on that a bit okay?”
“Can’t promise anything love. And you know as soon as we walk in there I’m going to be soaking in your bloody Scooby love vibes, so you can put up with a bit of anti-slayer sentiment from me.”
“Maybe not so much with the Scooby love.”
“Wait and see. You know I have your back. Not a chance I would let my consort face up to this alone. And be warned love- I’ll pull no punches with those people.”
“Spike you promised.”
“I’m not going to eat them Harris, although I bet those witches would go down a treat.” He laughed at the horrified face Xander gave him. “What? I promised you and I meant it. Doesn’t mean I can’t imagine what it would be like.”
“Stop imagining eating my friends and we’ll get on just fine.”
“You know you’re a tad bossy considering I’m the bloody master in this family.”
“Don’t try to trick me into saying it Bleachie, there’s no time and not enough space in the car.”
Spike leaned far across to Xander’s side of the car and his face held one of those dirty leers that Xander loved. “You’re getting all forceful.” His voice was low and husky, the cool breath rolling in waves against Xander’s mouth. “Go on Harris, tell me what to do.”
He was so close, Xander didn’t even need to shift. His tongue came out and gently licked across Spike’s mouth before he sucked the bottom lip in and teased it with his teeth. When Spike tried to kiss him, Xander pulled back. “Stop trying to distract me. We’re going inside now and I will not go in there with a hard on.” Spike drew a breath to speak but Xander shut him down. “And before you say it, you’re not going in there with one either and no, you can’t take care of things before we go.”
“Forceful, see?” Spike smirked. “Now I know you’re trying to get me all worked up.”
“Out! Out!” Xander pushed the laughing vampire away and climbed out of the car. He relented outside the door to the shop when he felt Spike’s mood change from teasing light heartedness to sincere concern.
Spike wrapped his arms around Xander and kissed him, no lust or passion this time, just the love and reassurance that Xander knew was Spike’s promise of support.
Xander didn’t need to hear or say the words of love, he could feel it. When he deliberately tuned into it the bond was like a broadcast of their emotions and he could feel it working both ways. With a smile of thanks, he took Spike’s hand and pushed the door open.
Xander wasn’t sure of the kind of reception he would get, nevertheless he was unprepared for the wall of silence that greeted him as he stopped just inside the door. The single crack in that wall, Anya, came over and hugged him. As she leaned in, Xander saw her eyes flick to his neck, then to Spike’s. She gave a small smile, twitched her eyebrows and whispered as she hugged an extremely nervous Xander.
“I won’t say a word to them. Oh, I’m so happy for you. But not a word.”
Spike gave her a small nod of thanks.
“Well, this is going to be extremely awkward and I don’t have an issue with either of you, so I’m going to meet Simon. You have your fangs back so you don’t need me standing up for you,” Anya told Spike, then turned back to the others. “Whatever happens here you can take it as given that I’m on their side.” She kissed Xander’s cheek, then despite the warning growl, kissed Spike as well.
The bell over the door jingled as she left, leaving the quiet room ringing with false cheer. Xander looked around at his friends.
Xander took a deep breath, opened himself up to Spike and let the sense of devotion warm and bolster him. He met Buffy’s hard stare and spoke steadily. “The stake goes or we do.”
Buffy shook her head. “The stake stays.”
Without a word, Xander turned and walked out the door, Spike right beside him. They’d only gotten as far as the curb when Giles caught up to them.
“Not a chance Giles. She had a weapon. How do we sit and talk with that there? It doesn’t really scream open mindedness and acceptance does it?”
“Spike, Xander, I am sorry. I didn’t know she had it. I have told her to get rid of it. Please. Come back inside.”
Xander looked at Spike and felt his indifference. Great. No help there. “Fine. But Giles, you make sure it’s gone. One more hint of weapons and we leave.”
Giles nodded and went back inside while Xander turned back to Spike. “Why aren’t you mad about this? Why is it just me?”
“Because she’s a slayer and slayers like to stick it to the vamps. It’s the way of things. You’re upset because she’s your friend and she’s making threats against me. The whole protective consort thing is a little sexy you know.”
“Damn it Spike it’s so not the time. Again.”
Spike pulled Xander against his chest. “I know love, just trying to help you calm down.”
“This is a better way you know?” Xander said as he relaxed into the arms that stroked at his back. “Come on, let’s get back in before I really change my mind.”
Spike walked in ahead of Xander and took up his regular position on the stairs. Xander considered the empty seats at the table but instead, decided on the step one below Spike. He sat between Spike’s legs, leaned back and rested his elbows on Spike’s thighs. Spike let his hands drop casually onto Xander’s shoulders. To the others, Xander knew it would present a united front. But was it Spike watching over Xander or was Xander shielding Spike? Both, neither. Xander wanted the proximity for support, he wanted to be able to detect Spike’s mood, knowing that Spike was often a better gauge of situations than he was. He also wanted a buffer between Spike and the others. Just in case.
“So.” Xander offered a smile to
“Xander, are you safe?”
Xander increased his grip on Spike’s legs as he felt rather than heard the growl of displeasure. “Perfectly safe
“You trust him?”
“This is going to be a soddin’ laugh riot if you people keep talking like I’m not even here.” Spike spoke in his normal tone but
“Spike, the fact that you are an evil vampire, a now unleashed evil vampire kinda takes the edge off the whole promise thing you know?” Buffy said.
“And what about the fact that I believe him? I trust him? Isn’t that good enough for you?” Xander asked her.
“Xander I believe that you trust him. But your trust doesn’t automatically mean he is going to keep his word. How do we trust him? He’s going to have to pull out something spectacular for that to happen.”
Spike’s voice was clearly conveying his contempt for her. “Slayer, there are only two people I have to prove or justify myself to. You are not one of them.”
“Actually Spike, being all chosen sort means I am.”
“No. You get to protect the world from the real bad guys. Not just the ones who piss you off.”
“Spike you are one of the real bad guys.”
Xander held up a hand to stop her. “Buff, Spike hasn’t done anything to deserve the pointy end of your stake.”
“Yet,” she said menacingly.
“So what?” Xander asked. “You’re advocating a pre-emptive strike?”
Buffy sighed. “No Xander. I just don’t know how we trust him now. We never did before and we’ve only let him hang around because of the chip. He was harmless.”
“Actually Buffy, Spike was never harmless. Sure he couldn’t bite you or hit you, but in a split second he could have had any number of minions here to attack. He chose not to. Instead he decided to stay and help.”
Spike’s hands tightened on Xander’s shoulders and he felt the mild amusement from Spike at
“Buffy perhaps it would be an opportune moment to remind you of the information about Spike in the Watcher’s Journals,” Giles said.
“Oh bloody brilliant. Just make me into a case study Rupert.”
“Spike, do shut up I am trying to help you. Though God knows why, you are the most irritating vampire I have ever met.”
Xander looked up at Spike with some concern, then at Giles. “What information would that be Giles? Just how much do the Journals say about Spike.”
“We can discount a large portion as being rather erroneous, but the general summation of Spike’s character is quite accurate. And I would like to draw all of your attention to the fact that every account of Spike from a variety of sources describes him as an atypical vampire. They all have corresponding entries discussing his loyalty and fidelity to those with whom he forms an attachment; Drusilla is a case in point. Spike is often described as having more human than vampiric qualities-.”
“Oi, take that back!”
“-faithfulness and devotion being the most notable. Obviously there is also some consensus on his violent nature but that is not what we are here to discuss.”
Xander turned around and smiled at Spike. “God Bleachie, they make you sound like some romantic legend.”
“Yeah, embarrassing isn’t it?”
Xander laughed and stretched up to kiss Spike’s cheek. “I won’t tell anyone.”
“Giles that is all well and good but seriously, what has it got to do with this?” Buffy asked impatiently. “Spike has no chip. We are all in danger. We need to work out how to handle this. The fact that he is a fool for love is completely beside the point.”
“Thankyou pet,” Spike said with rare softness in his voice.
Xander nodded his thanks as well then looked at Buffy with raised eyebrows. “Looks like its just you Buff. You going to give us a chance?”
Buffy frowned. “Us?”
Xander shrugged. “Well yeah. If you say no to Spike then it’s no to both of us. Like I told Giles, we’re a package deal.”
“Are you giving me an ultimatum Xander?” she asked.
“Hell no. I’m just saying if you can’t trust Spike and you don’t want him here, then I can’t be around. Spike and I are together, so it’s one out, both out. Or I hope its one in, both in.”
Buffy glanced around at everyone, a defeated look on her face. “You all seem to be okay with this and again it’s just me.”
“Thankyou Will.” Xander got up from the stairs and stood behind
“Spike is safe?” Buffy laughed. “Oh that’s good. Is the evil vampire safe from us?”
“No Buffy. Is my lover safe from you? Are you going to kill the person I love just because you don’t like or believe him; or me for that matter?”
The smile quickly faded from her face. “Xander that wouldn’t be why. If he hurt anyone-.”
“If and when Buffy. Not just because you think he might.”
Giles stepped up to Buffy and laid a hand on her shoulder. “Buffy I think you would do well to make an exception in this case. Personal feeling about him aside, we know Spike is not the stock standard vampire. He is so much more. We know he cares deeply for Xander and that will almost guarantee the safety of his loved ones. He has been helpful to us and has given Xander nothing but the best of care and attention. I now need several large glasses of alcohol and I will deny ever having said those words, so I hope you listened carefully.
Buffy sat and stared at Spike then Xander. “Pour me a glass too Giles. No, you know what? Just pour yourself a glass and bring me the bottle.”
Xander immediately tensed as Buffy stood and took a deep breath, walking determinedly over to Spike. She stuck out a hand. “Truce then? For Xander’s sake?”
Spike gave her a sharp nod and shook her hand. “Truce it is then slayer.”
She dropped her hand. “But if you hurt Xander-.”
“Yeah save your threats, that’s not going to happen,” Spike said with a disinterested shake of his head.
Buffy turned to Xander and he could see she was about to hug him. A quick glance to Spike and Xander received a tiny shake of the head and Spike’s fingers discreetly indicated the scar on his own neck.
“Ah, better not Buffy. You know, with the spell and everything.” Xander backed away with his hands up.
Buffy looked disappointed but nodded and smiled anyway. As she sat down,
“I’m not spelled, I can have as many hugs as I want.”