Warnings: HAU, M/M sex, violence, swearing, possible humor, blatant use of movie misquotes, OOC, varying chapter lengths. UNBETA'D
Rating:Overall NC17 Individual Chapters PG to NC17
Pairing: 100% S/X (Is there any other?)
Comments: Comment if you want to, though it would be nice to know someone is reading it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, everything belongs to someone who is not me. I write for fun not profit.
Note 1: This follows the general plot of the film with a few important deviations!
Note 2: My heartfelt thanks go out to my dear friend Bmblbee, for holding my hand through the writing and posting process. *Hugs*
Note 3: This is a plot driven story. What sex there is happens in the natural course of the plot and as part of Spike and Xander's ongoing relationship.
Summary: Alexander Harris is a highly successful author of romantic novels under the pen name Xander Harris. When he met William 'Spike' Stone a roughish soldier of fortune, his life changed forever. He left the safety and familiarity of Sunndydale to join Spike sailing the World. Writers block and the offer of a commission to write the Biography of Omar Khalifa, soon to be proclaimed Emperor lures him from the arms of Spike and he travels to the banks of the Nile. When things start to go wrong he has to rely on Spike to save him. But will he?
This is a sequel to Romancing The Stone, but can be read on it's own.
EPILOGUE (This is not a WIP. One Chapter will be posted daily, until complete.)
The heat of the midday desert gave way to the cooler afternoon. The warriors stood in silence, wearing their finest robes. Giles and Wesley stood to Xander's left, Tarak, Oz and Humphrey (Sporting a large, white bow round his neck.) to Spike's right.
Xander and Spike stood facing each other in front of Al- Jawahara in shimmering white robes and turbans, holding hands. They spoke of their love, vows and rings were exchanged, promises to love one another through life and into death. Al- Jawahara pronounced them joined before God and man.
They kissed, Oz sniffled and cheering erupted.
The feast started, the cake was cut, speeches made, wine flowed and music and dancing began. Tarak drew them aside and handed Spike a small, ornate casket. "From myself and a grateful people in celebration of your joining." Spike opened the casket, nodded and made to hand it back. "Can't accept this mate." Tarak raised an eyebrow. "Not to accept is to insult both myself and my people." Spike opened his mouth to protest,
Xander gently took the casket and opened the lid. It was full of emeralds and rubies of varying sizes. He shut the lid. "We accept with love and thanks." Tarak smiled. "Strangers say thanks, friends have no need."
Xander still held the casket sometime later while he watched Spike dance with the warriors. A movement at his elbow caught his attention.
"Not dancing Xander?"
Xander smiled. "I am, apparently the wife in this partnership, so no dancing." Giles chuckled. "Do you mind?" Xander shook his head. "Everyone knows whose really the boss in a marriage."
I owe him an apology."
"I thought him a rogue, charming and handsome, but a rogue nonetheless."
"He's a good man Giles, people underestimate him, I did."
"I never doubted he loved you, but I never thought he'd make a long term commitment."
"For a while there, neither did I."
"So, what now Xander?"
"Three or four weeks traveling the Nile, seeing the sights, recharging the batteries, a kind of Honeymoon. Then home to write the book and spend Christmas and New Year, buy a new yacht, it won't replace The Heart, but still.." He sighed.
"Then come February, set sail for Greece, after that, who knows?"
Giles polished his glasses. "Is that what you want?"
"My idea," he paused. "I hope you don't mind, I've given Anya to Wes. They adore each other and all my coming and going, she needs a stable home." Giles pretended to look pained. "They do adore each other and I have to confess to having a soft spot for her." He slipped on his glasses and smiled.
"There's something else, after this book, I'm taking a year off from writing. I want to be with Spike without the pressure of deadlines and receptions, speeches and writer's block. Do you mind?" Giles sighed. "As your publisher I won't say I'm thrilled. As your friend, I would have been surprised if you had made any other decision."
Spike slung an arm around Xander's shoulders and kissed his cheek. "Has he told you?"
"Giles nodded. "He has and I wish you both all the luck in the World, take care of him Spike." They shook hands and Spike grinned and nodded. "Always do."
Humphrey was knelt down near Oz's tent, Oz sat on a log, feeding him wedding cake. Humphrey chewed thoughtfully. "Well, it's just you an' me Humph, don't know how you'll like Queens."
"He's a camel, he belongs in the desert." Tarak sat down. Oz sighed heavily and nodded. "Yeah I know, but it's going to be hard to leave the feisty little fella y'know." Oz scratched behind Humphrey's ear.
"So, my friend, you are going back to the United States?"
"You could stay here." Tarak smiled.
Oz looked at him.
"My people and I would like you to stay. You helped get The Jewel back, you are a hero, you are one of us. You are Sufi."
Oz stared. "I, I don't know what to say." He stammered.
"Also I would like to give you this." Tarak reached into his robes. "From myself to a friend and from your grateful people." He handed Oz something wrapped in a gold, silk cloth.
Oz took it and carefully unwrapped it, his eyes widened and he gasped, it was a beautiful ornate dagger with a jewel encrusted handle. "I, I can't take this." He made to hand it back.
Tarak frowned. "Do you wish to insult me, or your people?" Oz blinked. "Thank you."
"Strangers say thanks, family has no need." Tarak smiled.
Oz beamed. "Hear that Humphrey we're family!"
Humphrey had known that all along, he flicked his ears, chewed his cake and blew a bubble.
Thank you to anyone who read and or commented on this fic. If you enjoyed it, join me on 1st August 2009 for a complete change of pace. Before Spike I was a great fan of another gorgeous blond, Rutger Hauer and 'Ladyhawke' is an all time favorite movie of mine. So join me in a medieval romance with supernatural overtones. 'The Wolf and The Hawk'. A Spander version of 'Ladyhawke'.