Pairings: S/X, A/W
Rating: NC17 (Mild description)
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: Xander is date raped and Spike is there to help him
Warnings/Spoilers: Season 5 No Glory, No Dawn
Plot Bunny by: Lady Q: write a story where Xander is date raped
Beta’d by: Dragonfly_64
Angel sat there stunned after Spike took care of Xander’s leg, Xander told him what happened. He remembered Willow telling him how excited she was about setting Xander up with this guy and how she was sure they’d make a cute couple. “They don’t know?”
“No, and they’re not going to,” Xander answered. “The only reason you even know is because you’re nosy.” He complained making him sound like a child.
“What does Spike have to do with this?” Angel asked, he had no doubt Spike had something planned.
Spike looked at his sire, “You gave him to me didn’t you? I protect what’s mine.”
“Spike we’ve been over this for the last three years. It was a trick, Xander does not belong to you,” Angel told his grand childe.
“I what now?” Xander looked between both vampires, “When did this happen?”
“That night at the school pet,” Spike reminded him. “The poof here gave you to me and I accepted.”
Xander frowned, not sure if he liked the thought of being owned. “He offered me to you for a snack.”
“Still gave you to me,” Spike simply said.
“For the hundredth time it was a trick,” Angel brooded.
Deciding it wasn’t that time for this completely insane conversation Xander went back to the important one, “We want to get the chip out.”
“You want to what?” Angel’s eyes almost popped out of his head. “That chip is the only thing keeping Spike from killing people Xander.”
“I know, but…” Xander couldn’t finish his sentence. He couldn’t look Angel in the eye and tell him he wanted Brett to suffer for what he did to him, that he wanted him dead.
Spike placed a comforting hand on Xander’s shoulder. “The bastard needs to pay and I promised Xan that I’d be the one to do it. I have no intentions on going after your girl or any of the others. I just want him. After that I’ll leave if that’s what Xander wants.”
“You really do consider him yours,” Angel said in awe.
“Been telling you that for years Peaches,” Spike replied obviously annoyed.
“Look we’re going to find a way to remove the chip. You don’t approve and I understand that but we’re going to do it and I’d appreciate it if you didn’t tell the others.” Xander requested. “You know that the girls will blame themselves and I won’t let that happen.”
Angel sighed unnecessarily, “I do know. And you’re right I don’t approve but it’s not my place to tell them what happened to you. This is your choice and if there is anyway I can help let me know.” He turned to Spike, “If you kill anyone besides him I’ll take you out is that understood?”
“If Xander tells me to stay I’ll be a good little vampire and stay on the baggies. Good enough?” Spike asked sarcastically. Angel loved to live on his high horse.
“Good enough,” Angel accepted and stood. “I’m sorry Xander, I truly am. If there’s anything I can do let me know. And I promise I’ll never tell Willow.”
“Thank you,” Xander was grateful that Angel would keep his secret. He never really liked the guy but he knew he would let nothing hurt Willow. He watched as Angel left to go check on Willow. “I’m tired I’m gonna go to bed.”
“Xan…” Spike started but didn’t know what he should say to him. He knew Xander would never voluntarily want to be his and he could never make him. But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t look after him.”
Xander shook his head, “Not right now alright Spike? It’s all too much right now, everything is too much. I just need time to think, the most important thing right now is to get rid of the chip.”
“Alright pet,” Spike agreed, not wanting to upset Xander. He seemed to be holding it together, a little to well and Spike was afraid to much pressure on him and he would crack. When Xander retreated to his room Spike went to the kitchen taking the cordless phone with him. After three rings the other end up picked up, “Willy it’s Spike I need a favour. … I need you to track down a demon or a witch anything that can get this sodding chip out of my head. … I know I bloody well asked you when I first got it; I want you to try harder! If you don’t find me something that will get the damn thing out in forty-eight hours I’ll have my boy torture you. … You don’t need to know who he is all you need to know is that he’ll do as I ask. … I’m glad you understand.” Spike hung up the phone and went back to the living room turning the television on making sure the volume wasn’t too loud wanting to make sure he could hear Xander if anything happened.
Xander laid in his bed thinking about what Spike and Angel had been talking about. How could Spike possibly want him? He wasn’t clean; no matter how much he showered he’d never be clean. So how is it possible that Spike would even think about him? He decided he was jumping to conclusions neither Spike or Angel said anything about Spike wanting him like that.
His eyes flickered towards the door wondering what Spike was doing. He wouldn’t lie and say he wasn’t attracted to Spike, he had been for sometime. Willow knew of course he’d never been able to keep things like that from her. That was actually the whole reason for the set up. He needed his mind on someone else, he got his wish. Giles had been right about that, never make wishes on the hell mouth aloud and apparently never silent ones.
His body shook at the thought of Brett, his first real chance at a normal relationship and just like that it had been taken away from him. Could he have a semi-normal relationship with Spike? God how many times had he thought about that? Shaking his head he scolded himself, now wasn’t the time to be thinking about something like that. It was too soon to be thinking about something like that.
Deciding he couldn’t sleep until he knew what the vampires were talking about he climbed out of bed and slowly walked to the door. His hand on the doorknob as he worked up the courage to actually open the door. With a deep breath he jerked the door open.
Spike couldn’t stop the jump that he did when the bedroom door opened; he just grabbed a mug of blood which he was now wearing. “Are you okay?”
“Sorry,” Xander rushed to the bathroom bringing back a towel for Spike. “I-I’m not sure.”
“What’s wrong?” Spike stood, he hadn’t heard anything.
Xander bit his lip, “I want to know what you and Angel meant.”
Spike couldn’t say he wasn’t surprised, considering that not even half an hour ago Xander told him it wasn’t the time for that conversation. “I thought you didn’t want to know?”
“I didn’t… I don’t,” Xander looked confused at what he just said. “I don’t know but I don’t want to have all theses thoughts in my head because I don’t know what you two were talking about.”
Spike motioned Xander over to the couch, “What is it that you want to know pet?”
Xander sat on the couch but not too close to Spike, “What did Angel mean when he said you really consider me yours?”
“Since that night he offered you to me, I’ve taken it upon myself to look after you.” Spike said he continued when Xander gave him a sceptical look. “How do you think you and your little friends survived that summer when the slayer took off after sending Peaches to hell?”
“You were off with Drusilla,” Xander decided to remind Spike; obviously you could get Alzheimer’s when you were a vampire.
Spike rolled his eyes, “She kicked me to the curb before that pet. Basically as soon as she woke up she was gone.”
“Well what about the time you kidnapped me and Willow?” Xander asked not feeling any less confused.
“Wanted to see you,” Spike answered. “I followed you to the school. I wasn’t expecting company though.”
“And the spell you wanted Willow to do?” Xander questioned.
Spike looked at Xander like he was dumb and maybe he was, “What else was I suppose to bloody do? Go sorry Red I want to take the pretty boy to stare at? That would do wonders for my reputation now wouldn’t it?”
Xander couldn’t help the blush that covered his cheeks, normally he would take it as an insult to being called pretty but he didn’t seem to mind having Spike call him that. “So you like me than?”
“If I didn’t I wouldn’t be trying to get revenge for you now would I pet?” Spike retorted, the words were spoken softly though. He brought his hand up and placed it on Xander’s cheek. “I’d kill for you pet; I’m going to kill for you.”
“I shouldn’t want you to,” Xander said. “But I do. Some white knight I turned out to be huh?”
Spike smiled kindly, “White knight with tainted armour.” He leaned in to kiss Xander but at the last second pulled away and stood. “I’m gonna go to the Bronze for a beer. Get some sleep.”
“Spike…” Xander stood as well and watched Spike leave.