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Pairing: Spike/Xander, mentions of Spike, Buffy, Willow friendship

Rating: R overall

Warning: Character death...sort of

Summary: Ten years after Sunnydale's destruction, Spike returns to the ruins. Chasing his lover on All Souls' Night, when the dead can return and walk amongst the living, Spike will do whatever he must to get Xander back.

A/N: Written for [profile] fall_for_sx. Thanks to my beta,[personal profile] kidcyclone  , for putting up with my complete insanity while writing this. Also, a big thank you to [personal profile] virtualpersonal  for her inspiration over at[profile] waywardbunnies  . I've twisted her plot bunny completely out of shape, but it was still the inspiration!



“Now why would I need to settle,” Xander asked casually, hands curling and uncurling by his side. “I can have whatever I want, right? Vampire, evil, the whole spiel you used to yammer about. You know, back before you became a complete pussy.”

Spike smirked, bringing an unlit cigarette up to his mouth. “Can’t get everything, can you?” he asked, the snick of the lighter reverberating in his ears. “Can’t have me, can you?”

Xander’s lip curled, and his eyes flashed dangerously. “What makes you think I want you? Actually, what makes you think anyone wants you? A vampire with soul doesn’t have much going for him. Won’t kill, can’t stop crying. You’re not exactly a prize, Spike. Still have nightmares? Wake up screaming, reaching out for me?”

Spike shook his head, grateful he didn’t have a heartbeat to betray his emotions. He did wake up screaming, every night. He missed the comfort of Xander’s embrace, of his lover’s quiet reassurance that he was loved, wanted, needed. He wished he could believe that this wasn’t Xander, just a demon with his face. He knew better. This was Xander without a soul, without a conscience. But, it was Xander.

“You think I miss you,” Spike drawled, blowing out a puff smoke. “That’s adorable. Sorry, Xan. You just weren’t that important.”

Xander snorted, folding his arms across his chest. “Important enough to have you chasing my soul to a dead town.”

“That’s Red,” Spike replied blandly. “You know how she loves you. Just can’t let you go, mate. I’m only here for the muscle.”

“Uh-huh,” Xander smiled. “Then you won’t mind if I stop this little party? Wouldn’t bother you if I never got my soul back?”

“Nope,” Spike said. “Go ahead and stop her. If you can, that is. Red’s still as a strong as ever, and she’s got quite a bit of control these days. Imagine she could knock you out for the duration without doing much damage.”

Spike saw Xander’s eyes widen. The truth, Spike reflected, was always more dangerous than a lie. They hadn’t wanted to do it, but they had prepared for a showdown. Red had shown him how to incapacitate Xander, given him the right words and the special powder. Spike just had to get him close enough for it to work.

“So what have you been up to, Xan? The usual fledge hijinks aside, of course,” Spike sneered. “You been out hunting with your sire? Learning the lore and all that? Oh wait, I forgot! Your sire didn’t bother to stick around. Guess you weren’t worth the bother of training.”

Spike cheered inwardly as Xander’s face shifted. Spike stared at his lover’s changed face and tried to suppress the flash of lust that shot through him. He’d always privately wondered what Xander would look like as a vampire. The feral and dangerous creature before him, Xander and yet not, had Spike’s cock stirring in his jeans.

“Still,” Spike continued, “maybe you’ve done fine on your own. How important is a sire, really, in the scheme of things? Sure, they teach you to how to hunt, how to be a real vampire instead of a loser that’s likely to end up dust his first few nights. But, that whole claimed in body and blood bit is really just more trouble than it’s worth, right?”

Spike’s face shifted as Xander charged. A quick block and grab spun Xander around and into Spike’s strong arms. The younger vampire growled, struggling violently, but Spike kept a firm grip. He couldn’t afford to lose this fight.

“Don’t worry,” Spike reassured him as he removed the powder from his pocket. “When this is all over, I’ll make sure you’re welcomed into the family right and proper. Placidus!”

The spell and powder worked just as Willow had said, with Xander going limp in his arms. Spike heaved a sigh of relief at the sight of Xander’s eyes, aware but glassy. He’d been so frightened the spell would hurt Xander. Performing magic on the undead was tricky and this town was already so full of magic, he hadn’t been certain the many magicks floating around wouldn’t interact.

“Promise,” Spike whispered, pressing a quick hard kiss to Xander’s temple. “Soon as we get you back, I’ll show you how much I love you.”

He hefted Xander in his arms, and headed towards his old crypt. He’d stash Xander there, out of harm’s way, before continuing to look for his lover’s soul. He sent out a call for Willow, and the breathless reply of “Busy” drew a groan from his lips. He wasn’t sure what sent the Slayer haring off like that, but whatever it was wasn’t as important as Xander’s soul.

‘Red, deal with it and get your ass back here,” he thought. ‘Need to get this show on the bloody road.’

‘Buffy,’ she sent back to him. ‘We found Buffy. Spike, her soul…it’s here!’
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