marie_macgivens (marie_macgivens) wrote in bloodclaim,


Author: marie_macgivens
Title: Moonlight

Chapter: Chapter 6

Pairing: Spike/Xander

Rating:N/C 17

Disclaimer:not mine just playing with em

Warnings non-con, torture, language, angst, m/m, violence

Xander goes away for the summer and comes back with different ideas. While finding out things are not like he left them.Some friends are not as he thought they where while some enemies aren't as bad as they made out

A/N: A big thanks to wrtr_aka_wmgrg for all the help and editing with this chapter! ~hugs~

They sat sipping their drinks, each lost in their own thoughts, until Xander abruptly stood, walking over to the window to peer out into the night. At the loss of the human's heat, the exhausted vampire rested his head on his knees with a sigh. Dawn sat down next to him, wrapping a comforting arm around the bowed shoulders.

"After Willow did that forget spell and we all got our memories back," Xander swallowed, "it woke up the hyena and solider I was possessed by before. Giles told me he got rid of them, but he just trapped them in my brain. When they were released, they were pissed. The hyena was an 11 thousand year old primal clan head. She was bound and determined to take over." He took a deep breath. "I kept having long blackouts or major pissed off moments. When I found myself out in the woods one night with no freaking idea how I got there, I knew I had to leave."

“Why didn't you go to Giles, Willow, or Buffy?" Dawn asked shifting her hold on the vampire.

Xander took another deep breath before turning back to the room. "I did. That's how I knew to call Diana to help Spike. I was Willow's prototype." Dawn sucked in a quick breath and Spike's head shot up to look at him, but Xander wouldn't meet their eyes, just looked out over their heads. "She had just found out about the spell and thought she could drain the hyena out." As he spoke, his hair began to slowly lift and bristle.

"The first and only time she tried it, she damn near killed me. Without a focus for the spell all she did was drain my life force and all that energy went right into Wills. Willow came over to my house a few days later. She had these big plans for her and Buffy to use me as their power source." Xander's hands creaked as they clenched into fists.

Dawn's horrified gasp cut through the memories, drawing his attention back to the present. She had tightened her grip on Spike, who had started rocking while rubbing the raw mark on his arm.

Xander gave them a tight smile before continuing "Anyway, after I shot down her make-Xander-a-battery plan, Wills gave me the speech on how I was just being selfish and it was my duty to help, and how I would finally have something to contribute. That was the only time I've ever thrown Willow out of my house. That was the first time I found out that the three of us," he glanced at Dawn and Spike, "could work together. But the small taste of freedom drove the Hyena nuts. I -- I had to get away before I hurt someone innocent. I took all of the money I had been saving for a house and bought my cousins motorcycle and took off."

Turning back to the window, he braced a hand on the wooden frame causing it to groan under the pressure, unaware that he was growling under his breath. "I made it to a town called Essex before she broke free. I had rented a motel room that night and was heading down to a diner I had driven past on my way into town."

Diana got up and crossed the room. By now, Xander was growling so hard his words were almost inaudible. Slowly petting his tense back, Diana took up the story. "A group of men had me in a abandoned building. They had found a way to drain me of my powers...They were..." she shuddered at the memory, and Xander's growl kicked up a notch "They were enjoying the fruit of their labors when Alexander walked past."

A snarl ripped through her words. "We snapped and the Hyena took control. Those men were slaughtered, completely destroyed. When Hyena got through with them, she took off. We ended up in the Devil's playground." Xander stopped and the growling faded away. "I don't remember much about that time, but I do remember the feelings; contentment, happiness, anger, and loneliness...but never fear, because we were the baddest thing in the area." Xander flashed a grin at the woman standing next to him. "Until one little female came into our territory and kicked our ass from one ended to the other."

A small chuckle emerged from Diana. "It took me almost two months to find the spell and ingredients that those amateurs used. Once I did, I tracked Alexander to a den he'd holed up in. When I found out he was possessed I helped him join with his other occupants. We trained for weeks before Alexander felt strong enough to rejoin other people." she smiled at Xander who wrapped his arms around her in a hug.

"Wow." Dawns quiet statement broke them apart "So, you're mixed together now right?" Xander nodded.

Diana eyed Spike closely for a few moments, before turning to Xander “Alexander, you should feed your friend again. Then we all should settle in for the night, you have to go to work shortly do you not?"

Xander twisted to look at the clock on the far wall "Damn it, yeah, this day's going to be a doozy."

He looked over at Dawn “Are you staying tonight?"

Dawn was already shaking her head “Nah, the Bitch Queen's going to throw a fit as it is."

A quick glance told Xander that the slumped vampire was asleep. After walking Dawn to the door, he gave her a warm hug. Xander then turned to Diana. "Would you like to stay here?"

"If you're sure?" She said with a smile. "I would be delighted, thank you."

Xander showed her to his room. "You can take my room."

"I couldn't possibly take your bed from you."

Xander shook his head at her. "I'll sleep in the spare room with Spike, or out on the couch. It's all right." He gave her another fast hug, and then went down the hall as the bedroom door snicked shut. Xander crouched down in front of the sleeping vampire, just gazing at the chiseled features. He watched as the long lashes fluttered, before slowly lifting to reveal sleepy deep blue.

When Spike realized he was being watched, he lurched back, throwing shaking hands up to protect his head and face, and curling into a defensive ball.

"Hey, easy. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you." Xander's hands hovered over the huddled frame, and then he gently stroked his hand down the curved back. Xander moved closer and started a deep rumble in his chest to settle Spike.

Cautiously Spike began to uncurl peeking over his arms. Carefully he leaned in to the comforting presence of the man next to him. He buried his pale face into the tan neck, Xander slide his arms around Spike's shoulders. Lifting the vamp was a lot easier than he thought it would be almost tipping them over when he stood. Moving down the hall, he went into the spare room, and settled them both down on the bed, the dark of the room creating a comforting den.

“I hate this." The soft whisper came from under his chin where the blond head was tucked. “They took everything from me. I’m a Master Vampire. I fought for it. I bled for it." The words ended on a sob. Xander curled tightly, protectively around the smaller body.

“Dust me. Bloody hell, just dust me."

Xander froze, every muscle tensing.

Spike’s voice grew stronger. “I can't do this any more, pet. If it isn't Red, it's the other bitch. Next, come the fucking soldier boys. If I could fight, maybe ... but I’ve nothing left; no power, no bite. No bloody chance, yeah?" A choking laugh tore from the ragged throat. “No pride, no clan."

The last was nearly lost in sobs, but Xander heard. He let the wounded man have his release. As the emotional storm eased, he tightened his grip and after awhile Xander's comforting growl was the only sound in the room.

Spike was almost asleep when he heard the words beneath the rumble. “What was lost, we will find. What was taken, we will take back."

Spike lay stunned. When a strong hand gently lifted his face, the heat of it was searing and he savored the touch. It had been so long since someone had touched him with gentleness.

Blue crashed with green when Spike met Xander’s gaze “You have Clan if you want it. The Solder, Hyena, Diana, and I – we are all Clan, family. You can be part of that if you want it."

Shock was a mild term for what Spike was feeling and his mortally wounded demon took even the smallest offer of family/clan/safety/hope and lunged for it, slamming to the fore. Ridges and fangs pushed forward before Spike had a chance to do more than draw a breath.

His training ran deep; he dropped his head waiting for the punishment, certain he was to be beaten for showing Xander his true face. He doubted the mortal wanted reminding that Spike was really a demon in human skin, as others called him. When the expected blow didn't come, Spike dared to glance up. What he saw was another shock on this night of revaluations.

Xander's hair was stiff, bristles lifted in a ruffled mane. His eyes were a brilliant, bright green, the warm chocolate completely wiped away by the deadly predator that lived behind them. The soft mouth twisted in to a cruel snarl reveling sharp fanged teeth.

“I have never forgotten what or who you are – William the Bloody, Slayer of Slayers, Spike. Your demon knows what it wants. It knows you can trust us. Trust me, Spike." Xander dropped his head to nuzzled the soft, blond hair, purring hard. “I take care of my family, you know that. After all, it took my girls trying to enslave me to push me away, and that was before being united with the Clan-based hyena living in my head." A quiet chuckle came with the words.

Spike swallowed hard before hesitantly reaching out and touching one of Xander’s hands. Tentatively lifting golden eyes, he looked up into Xander’s face. The hyena was still evident, but Xander’s natural kindness had once again softened his visage.

Looking at the tired, bruised face of the vampire Xander’s free hand reached to cradle the back of the blond head, slowly, carefully, drawing him to his throat. "You’re tired, hurt, and hungry. Drink, sleep. We can talk more about this tomorrow."

Spike wearily nodded before gently pressing sharp fangs into the hot flesh. Once again, the taste of power and dry heat filled his mouth, but this time Spike could taste the subtle flavor of clean mint that was the boy himself, and a swirl of cinnamon that must be the solder.

When he had calmed the gnawing hunger, Spike licked the bite one last time. He lay his head back down on the solid chest next to him feeling the fresh blood going to work on the damage in his body.

Feeling safe and at home for the first time in a century Spike drifted off to sleep.

Sorry its so short but after so long wanted to get something up!


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