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A Scooby In Paris

Author: kitty_alex
Title: A Scooby In Paris
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: PG
Fandom: Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I bend to Joss Whedon's will and try my best not to murder his characters.
Summary: Spike and Xander meet up in Paris for their first Christmas together since after the fall of Sunnydale.
Warnings: It's a bit mushy.
Notes: This is for nekid_spike's nekid numbers. I got Xander with snow and in Paris.







Spike sat looking out the window. He watched the snow fall and blanket the city of Paris, France in a peaceful way that made the lights of the city glow with a radiance he rarely saw. It had taken a lot of begging and almost all of Angel’s connections to rent out the entire Le Jules Verne which was the exclusive restaurant at the top of the Eiffel Tower.

He had even dressed up for his date on top of the tower. Spike had rented a black suit which probably looked horrible with his bleached blonde hair, but he didn’t care. He wanted everything to be perfect. This would be the first Christmas they had since Sunnydale had been destroyed seven months ago. Spike had been called by the bereaved Scooby after Andrew had informed them of their lover’s revival. He had finally convinced them to meet him in Paris so they could talk.

The silence in the restaurant was eerie. The only noise was some nervous waiters shuffling back and forth, probably wondering if the rumors were true and their current patron was in fact a vampire. Spike tapped his finger on the green present with the red bow. It shouldn’t be taking this long. He was starting to wonder if he had been stood up when he heard the sound of the elevator doors open.

Xander walked out of the elevator. He shrugged off his jacket and handed it off to the coat check. Spike was pleased to see wearing a dark pinstriped suit that looked nice with his short cut hair which had small flecks of melting snow in it. Xander smiled at the maître d’, telling him his name and asking to be seated. The maître d’ showed him to Spike’s table and pulled out the chair for him. Xander sat down and scooted in the chair.

The maître d’ put a napkin on Xander’s lap then said, “I’ll bring out the wine you selected, Sir.”

“Wow,” Xander said as he watched the man walk away. “You really pulled out all the stops.”

“Yeah, and look at you. You have both- I mean, it looks like-”

“They’re both real. I found a spell while I was in Africa, so you don’t have to worry about being polite, which is odd coming from you. But, you look good. You really do for a supposed pile of ash.”

“I know you’re mad-”

“Mad? You’re lucky I even agreed to meet you. Why didn’t you tell me you were alive?”

“Ain’t technically alive, pet.”

“Don’t pull that pet names crap. You know what I meant.”

“I didn’t want you to think less of me. I went out in a burst of flames, saved the day, and all that rot. Then I come back and it kind of lessens it. I didn’t even know the bloody necklace was going to do that.”

Xander ran his fingers through his short hair, obviously used to having it longer, “Well, if you knew, would you still have worn it?”

“’Course I would’ve! No question about it. Wanted to save you and all the bits.”

“Then see? Not lessened at all. You’re still a champion in my book.”

Spike smiled, “Thanks, means a lot coming from you.”

“Hey, I was cordial up until the end,” Xander protested. “Well, okay. I was a bit sketchy about your character in the beginning.”

“Only the beginning, love?”

“Alright, and the middle and a bit more towards the end, but I changed my opinion of you finally.”

“Well, as long as it changed eventually,” Spike chuckled.

A server came and poured them both a glass of wine. The woman was about to ask for their order, but Spike waved his hand and she ushered away.

“Don’t want to eat just yet,” Spike said.

“Why not?” Xander asked taking a sip of wine.

Spike pushed his gift forward and Xander blushed. He set down his wine glass and picked up the present, turning it over in his hands to inspect every inch of it. Xander carefully removed the bow then the wrapping paper to reveal a limited edition Star Trek lunchbox. Xander gasped and looked at it in awe.

“I knew you were looking for that one, had to pull a few favors, but I think it was worth it.”

“Spike, this is all I could have asked for. Thank you so much.”

“It was worth it,” he repeated.

“I have something for you too,” Xander said with a grin. “I found them in a pawn shop near Oxford.”

From his jacket, Xander produced a small black box with a tiny black ribbon. Spike quirked an eyebrow up wondering what Xander had got him from a pawn shop. He carefully undid the ribbon and opened the box to see a silver chain, gold chain, silver bracelet, and a few silver rings. Spike picked up the silver ring shaped like a skull and turned it over in his hand.

“I thought I lost these.”

“Well, it turns out some floppy eared demon sold them for some extra money. I bought them without thinking. I was so happy that I found them for you, but when I got home, I remembered-” Xander’s voice broke. “I remembered you were gone.”

“I’m here now, aren’t I Xan?”

Xander sniffled, “Yeah. You don’t know how relieved I was when I heard you were alive.”

“Could imagine.”

Spike set aside the presents then reached out his hand to stroke Xander’s cheek. He smiled at Spike and leaned into the touch letting him caress his cheek.

“Missed you,” Xander whispered.

“Missed you too,” Spike whispered back.

“Never leave me again.”

“I’ll try not to,” Spike said knowing he couldn’t make any promises.

Xander leaned in and pressed his lips firmly against Spike’s. The kiss was chaste, but it spoke of so many things to the lovers. It spoke of sorrow and longing, but most of all, it promised renewal. Like the snow that was falling outside the window, the kiss promised to blanket the grey and harsh world and grant peace and quiet, even if it was for just a little while.
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