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
Spike and Xander walked into the club, the music blaring. Xander stepped closer to Spike as panic rose in his chest. All the memories coming back, dancing on the dance floor, chatting at the table and the rape popped out even more so now.
“Almost over pet,” Spike whispered in his ear. “When we’re done here we’ll head home. Lock ourselves away from the world for awhile. Just you and me.”
“Can we order take out?” Xander asked trying to take his mind off the present situation.
Spike looked around trying to spot his prey. “Anything you want luv.”
Xander smiled a little and wrapped his arm around Spike’s waist keeping him close. He refused to think about what he was about to let Spike kill someone. It wasn’t his fault; none of it was his fault. “I don’t see him,” Xander did another look around. “W-what if he’s in the backroom with someone else?”
Spike’s nostrils flared, “Where’s the backroom?”
“Behind the bar,” Xander answered pointing in the right direction.
Making sure he had a firm grip on Xander Spike pushed his way through the crowd. He ignored the dirty looks and curses that were directed at him. He pushed open the door his gaze automatically landing on Brett and another man.
“Help me!” The man neither of them knew begged from over Brett’s shoulder.
Spike growled and ripped Brett off the poor sod, giving him time to scramble up and get his clothes on before dashing out of the room.
Brett stood and glared at Spike before his eyes landed on Xander, “Xander it’s nice to see you again.”
Xander’s hands became fists, his anger getting the best of him. Who did this guy think he was? That he could ask so nonchalant after what he did to Xander.
“Don’t need to be talking to him,” Spike snarled. “You really thought you’d get away with what you did to my boy?”
Brett looked confused, “Your boy? Hey man I didn’t know he was with you.”
Xander hauled Brett up and slammed him into the wall. “He’s talking about what you did to me you bastard.”
Brett looked at Xander his eyes wide with fear, “Hey it wasn’t all bad was it?”
Xander punched Brett in the face, “Having your tiny dick touching me at all was bad.”
Spike placed a hand on Xander’s shoulder, “Xander let me finish this yeah?”
“Spike I…” Xander’s hand tightened around Brett’s neck
“What is it pet?” Spike asked wondering what was going on through Xander’s mind.
“I want to be the one to kill him,” Xander replied his eyes cold as he looked at Brett. He couldn’t be scared anymore, he had to face this.
Spike’s eyes widened, “Xander… no.”
“Why not?” Xander demanded to know. “He made me suffer it’s only fair that I kill him.”
“You are not a killer,” Spike told him feeling like he had to remind him. “You can’t go back who you were if you take a life.”
“I’m not the same person though am I?” Xander countered back.
Spike shook his head, Xander was right he wasn’t the same person not completely. “I’m not going to let you lose more of yourself. I know I promised I’d do anything for you but this isn’t one of them.” He grabbed Xander and pushed him away before snapping Brett’s neck. “You’re not a monster not like me.”
Xander was angry, at Spike and Brett but also at himself. When did he become the monster? He fell to the floor and just stared at Brett who seemed to be staring right back.
“It’s over Xan,” Spike said as he knelt before Xander. “You best get out of here I’ll meet you at the car. I’ll be there in a mo’ just got to get rid of the trash.”
Spike helped him back up and Xander leaned in to Spike’s space and placed a soft and quick kiss on his lips. Pulling away Xander almost looked at peace, “Thank you Spike. Thank you for not letting me. It’s weird I’m pissed at you for it but at the same time I’m not.”
“That means I made the right decision. You wouldn’t have been able to live with it pet, would have eaten you up from the inside and killed you.” Spike placed a hand on Xander’s cheek. “I wouldn’t be able to live with that.”
Xander gave him a small smiled and made his way to the door before pausing, “Spike?”
“Yeah luv?” Spike asked as he hulled Brett up off the floor.
“I want you to stick around,” Xander told him. “Is that okay?”
“Not going anywhere Nummy,” Spike promised and than shooed him away. He had clean up to do before they could go home.
The next few days Spike refused to let the others around. Right now Xander needed to process what had happened and he couldn’t do that with his friends crowding him. He noticed that Xander seemed to be fine though. It made him think that maybe Xander wasn’t as good as everyone had originally thought or Brett took a piece of his soul that he wouldn’t get back.
Xander looked over at Spike and smiled before turning his attention back to the X-men movie that was playing on television. His hand slid across the couch and not so subtly took a hold of Spike’s. A small smile played over his lips when Spike gave his hand a firm but gentle squeeze.
Than again maybe Spike could help Xander find that piece that was missing. He settled back to watch the movie. That Hugh Jackman wasn’t such a bad looking bloke.