The BIG BAD was back!!  In all his beautiful, murderous glory! 

After having Buffy close the door on his face, Spike knew that it was

time.  He had learned of a spell that would make the bloody chip in his

head inactive.  Since spell casting wasn't really Spike's forte, he had

found someone who was able and more than willing to help him.  The git was

easy to convince when shown the money the vampire had been saving from the

time he began helping the Scooby Gang.  And would you BELIEVE it??  It

would be a GYPSY that would give him the ability to complete his plan.

In the past, Spike's aptitude for planning and carrying out said plans had

been less than stellar.  A perfect example was the night of St. Vigeous a

few years back...or rather *not*.  He had always known that if he had been

able to patiently await that Saturday night, he would have been able to

kill the slayer.  But NOOO...he *had* to charge into Parent/Teachers

night!!!

However, he finally learned an important lesson.  Peaches, had been right

about one thing.  Things do change.  Even for demons.  Spike realized,

years later, that he COULD be patient and plan the perfect way to finally

destroy the bane on his existence:  BUFFY SUMMERS.  Admittedly, he did

have a little help calming himself when he found out about that spell.  It

had been SOO hard not to have it performed and kill the bitch that night!

But, he had waited...

And NOW, the wait was over.  Taking Buffy's 'advice' to leave town, Spike

had gone to the gypsy to have the spell  done.  It had taken the better

part of 2 weeks of near constant feeding off human prey to regain his full

strength once it was done.  The first person he had killed was that gypsy.

Couldn't have him getting all guilt ridden for unleashing such an unholy

terror and decide to do a reversal spell, now could he?  When the night to

return to Sunnyhell had finally arrived, it had taken all the control

Spike had to not immediately mutilate the bitch's body.  That *wasn't* the

plan.  And his Pet had to remind him, yet again, how wonderful it would be

if he was patient.

The plan had actually come to him after a particularly hideous nightmare.

When he had awaken from the dream in which he had kissed the slayer and

professed his love to her, he had (at first) been shocked and disgusted.

But once that initial reaction had worn off, the idea that came to him

caused such a wickedly evil smile to grace his face he was sure he could

have scared Satan himself.

He had rushed over to the new apartment and once they had made sure they

were far away from anyone who could hear them, he commenced to tell his

love what he intended to do.  All that was left, once the plan was firmly

established, was find a way to remove or deactivate the chip.  And THAT

proved to be a lot simpler than they had originally anticipated.

**********

Xander was jolted out of his sleep by the pounding on his door.  He

glanced over at Anya's sleeping form as he carefully got out of bed.  He

knew who was at the door and didn't need his 'girlfriend' ruining what was

to be a wonderful reunion.

Closing the bedroom door quietly, Xander turned and practically ran for

the front door to his apartment.  Flinging it open, he saw the face of the

man he had grown to love standing before him.

"Spi-" 

The boy was immediately cut off by lips ravishing his own.  He wound his

arms around Spike tightly hoping he would never have to let go.  Tongues

dueled for dominance and hands began to roam without warning...

Unfortunately, the need for air finally had him pulling away from his

love.

"Hello, luv."  Spike's voice was low and desire filled.  "You gonna invite

me in?"

"Hmm?  Oh, yeah...come on in, Spike."  The intensity of the moment had made

Xander forget Spike had never been inside his new home.

As the vampire walked over the threshold, Xander couldn't help but to rake

his eyes over the body before him.  It had only been 2 weeks since he had

seen Spike and they had spoke over the phone every night, but the young

man had missed this vision so much it had begun to cause him physical

pain.

"Got that list for me, pet?"

Silently, Xander walked into the kitchen and opened the freezer.  After

pulling out several packages of frozen food, he reached the paper he had

hidden.  He had been so afraid someone would find it and question him

about it, he had gone to great lengths to make sure that never happen.

"Here ya go," Xander said as he handed the cold page over to Spike.  "I

just want to make one minor adjustment."

"What's that?"

"Move Anya into first place."  There was a smirk on his face as he told

Spike, "She's in the bedroom."

The blonde moved over to what he assumed was the bedroom door.  "Can't

have that now, can we, luv?  I think we may be needing that space very

soon."

Xander felt his cock twitch at the words.  //Gods, it's been too long!//

He watched his lover open the door and peek through at the still sleeping

ex-demon.  Walking over to join Spike, Xander entered the room two steps

behind.

"Time for step 2."  Spike looked over at the man standing next to him.

When he saw the anticipation on his face, he knew better than ever that he

had finally found his mate.

"Ready?"  Xander saw the quick nod of his lover's head.  "ANYA!!!  WAKE

UP!!  PLEASE!!  SOMETHING'S WRONG WITH SPIKE'S CHIP!  HE'S GONNA KILL

ME!!"

Spike grabbed Xander by the throat just as Anya bolted out of bed.  A look

of comprehension and sudden fear settled on her face.  Spike caught the

intoxicating aroma of her fear and immediately shifted into game face.

"Xander!  Oh my God!!  Spike, let him go!!!"  Anya was trying to process

what was happening.

"Whatever you say, pet."  And Spike released Xander and was on the girl

before she knew what hit her.

"Let me go!!  Xander help!"  Her voice was tight as the vampire began

applying pressure to her throat.

"What?!  I thought you would do ANYTHING to save me!"  Xander had to fight

the urge to laugh.  "Shouldn't that include dying in my place?"  He tried

to look sincere but he knew it was a useless effort.

"Have you gone completely *nuts*?  Get him off me!!!"  Anya was barely

able to force out the last few words because Spike's grip doubled when he

heard her throw the insult at his Xanpet.

"I should torture you for hours for saying that."  Spike hissed in her

ear.  "But right now you are the only thing standing in the way of a good

shag with my Xander."

No longer able to speak, Anya just shot her eyes over to Xander and

silently asked what was going on.

Finally unable to hold any resemblance of a straight face, the young man

smirked and crossed the room.  "What's happening, Anyanka, is your

impending death."

A look of dread and pleading was all that came as a reply.

"Don't worry, *darling*,  he'll make it fast.  All we want is for the bed

to be vacated."

Xander slipped onto the bed.  He was on Anya's left, while Spike was at

her right.

Spike looked up at his lover to be sure he was ready for what was to come.

Seeing the glint of amusement laced with a hint of lust, the vampire sank

his fangs into Anya's jugular never taking his eyes off Xander.

The brunette's eyes dilated and his cock swelled almost instantly as he

watched Spike drain Anya.  //So beautiful...I knew it would be amazing to

watch him//

Spike heard the gasp that escaped his lover's mouth and smelled the pure

arousal rolling off his body.  Pulling his fangs out of the girl next to

him, he offered a taste to Xander.  They had talked in-depth about the

power of the kill and he wanted to share their first one together with his

beloved.

Xander bent his head down towards the throat before him.  Knowing full

well why Spike had made the gesture, he attached his lips to the open

wound and began to draw out the remaining drops of Anya's lifeforce. 

Eyes fluttering shut at the taste that assaulted his mouth,  Xander

thought he might cum just from this.

Spike watched as Xander was overcome with obvious bloodlust.  Finally

hearing the former demon's heart stop beating, he threw her dead body out

from between them.  With a growl, he pushed his lover down and immediately

began kissing him with wild abandon as if searching for that last drop of

blood.

Xander's hands came up and ripped the shirt off Spike wanting to be rid of

everything that kept him from feeling flesh against flesh.  At once, Spike

joined him in the effort and within seconds they were writhing against

each other, naked cock to naked cock.

"Gods...Spike...please..."

At Xander's whimpered request, Spike lowered himself down his lover's body

and engulfed the swollen shaft, burying his nose in the coarse hair

surrounding it.  Hearing the moan that followed spurred him further.  He

began to lick and suck Xander's cock while one hand reached up to roughly

twisted a nipple and the other caressed the balls below his chin.

The young man had waited so long to feel that coolness around his cock

that he knew he wouldn't last long.  Recognizing the familiar tightening

that was forming in his balls, he screamed out as he came.

"AHH....Spiiiiiiiike"

Not wanting to lose a drop, Spike swallowed every ounce of Xander's cum

and didn't stop licking until his lover's cock  had been drained dry.

Kissing his way back up the spent body beneath him, Spike soaked up the

heat radiating from it and listened to the heartbeat that would soon be

gone.  He could hardly wait until his love would finally become his

childe.

It didn't take long for the light kisses and caressing hands to awaken

Xander's arousal once more.  Looking into the deep blue eyes, his own

chocolate orbs wordlessly conveyed what he wanted...needed.

Spike reached over and opened the drawer of the nightstand.  Fumbling

around until he found what he was searching for, he finally pulled out the

tube of lube.  With one hand he opened the lid and coated his fingers and

then his own aching cock.  He had hated not having his Pet while they

waited out the duration on the plan.  Now all he could think of was

sliding his shaft into the hot cavern of Xander's body.

Devouring his lover's mouth, Spike thrust two fingers into the tight hole

and hastily prepared him.  Allowing his fingers to brush against Xander's

prostate, he heard the moan of sheer pleasure escape the mouth he was

kissing.

Whimpering as Spike removed his fingers, Xander managed to lift his legs

to the vampire's shoulders and awaited the onslaught of being fucked.

Never one to disappoint a lover, Spike shifted his position slightly and

thrust his entire length into Xander's waiting ass.  He stopped for a

moment, not wanting it to end too quickly.  Slowly, at first, he pulled

out of Xander and then thrust back in.  After a few minutes, Spike was

unable to keep up the slow pace and began to pound violently into the

brunette.

"Yesss...Fuck me...FUCK ME, SPIKE!!!"

"Bloody HELL, pet..." Spike panted, "I almost forgot...how....tight you....are..."

Wanting his lover to cum with him, Spike began stoking Xander's cock at

the same speed he was fucking him.  It wasn't long before he felt himself

shift into his demon's face.  He had wanted to truly claim Xander before

but was unable to because of the chip.

Seeing Spike's features change, Xander knew exactly what he wanted and

threw his head back, baring his throat.  Almost instantly he felt those

fangs bite into him and, feeling his blood being pulled from his body,

Xander came harder than he ever had before.  He had *never* felt anything

as intense.

The combination of his lover's blood heavy with lust and the feeling of

Xander clenching around his shaft was suddenly too much for Spike to

handle.  Removing his fangs from Xander's throat, Spike roared as his dead

seed spilled into that hot ass.

Finally, he collapsed on top of Xander, completely sated.

Once they had come down off their respective orgasmic highs, Xander and

Spike lay in each others arms.

Spike turned to face his lover.  "So, pet...who's next on the list?"

"I think maybe we should pay a little visit to Giles.  What do you think?"

"Bloody good idea, luv.  Can't *wait* to make that wanker pay for chaining

me up in his soddin' bathtub."

"Hmm...yeah...,"  Xander was close to losing himself to sleep.  "Tomorrow

night, Spike.  We can show him what chains are *supposed* to be used for."

Smiling at the thought, Spike felt his own eyelids begin to get heavy.

"I love you, Spike."

"I love you too, Xan."

And with thoughts of love, lust and blood, they both drifted off into

oblivion.

********

The scent of blood permeated the room.  It was the first thing Xander

acknowledged when he awoke the next evening.  The second was the cool body

wrapped around him.  //Spike.  Mmm.  Love him.  So glad he's back  Missed

him.//

He knew it would be a while before his lover woke up so Xander allowed

himself to drift half way between sleep and awake.  That place where

everything finally comes together and makes perfect sense.  He was in that

place when he discovered his true feelings for Spike.  Drifting a little

further, Xander remembered that night like it was yesterday.

<><><><><><><><>

Spike was leaving.  Not the town.  Just the basement.  It was right after

the whole Adam fiasco and everyone was on edge and complete furious with

him.  Buffy wanted to watch his dust blow away in the next breeze.  Giles

(in true Ripper form) wanted to string him up and torture him for days.

Willow just wanted him to go away.  And Xander?  He thought he was pissed

until he reached that place.  But right before he went to sleep, he heard

Spike's voice.

"I'm sorry, pet."  His tone was so low, Xander almost didn't hear him.

"Didn't want you  hurt.  Knew you lot could handle 'FrankenAdam'.  I just

want to be able to give you something.  Something I *know* you would want

if you weren't hiding in the slayer's shadow.  I know you can't hear me

but, for what it's worth, I'm glad you made it out okay."  And with that,

Spike walked out the door.

And that's when Xander realized he hadn't been pissed at all.  He had been

disappointed.  But now?  He knew what Spike was implying.  Spike wanted to

give him *the* gift.  Spike wanted to give Xander forever.  Knowing that

in the 120 years Spike had been a vampire he had *never* given that gift

to *anyone*, Xander's heart swelled and he figured out, in that last

moment before sleep fully claimed him, why he had been disappointed in the

vampire.  He had fallen in love with Spike.

<><><><><><><><>

Finally feeling movement behind him, Xander allowed himself to become

fully alert.  They had a lot to accomplish tonight.  It wouldn't do either

of them any good to put it off and if they wanted to leave Sunnyhell

tomorrow night, they needed to get moving.

"Spike?  Wake up."

"Hmm?"  Spike was obviously not ready to leave the comfort of the bed.

"Just a little while longer, luv."

Chuckling as he shook his lover awake, Xander said, "Come on, sweetie.

Don't you wanna kill the big bad Watcher?"

That was all it took.  Spike leapt out of the bed, dragging Xander with

him.

"Right!  Watcher to torture, witches and slayer to kill."  He headed

straight for the bathroom still talking.  "Shower time, pet.  I'll even

wash your back for you."  He waggled his eyebrows at Xander.

"You act like you've never done it before,"  the young man laughed

lightly.  "And no funny stuff!!  We have a deadline to meet.  I wanna be

out of here by tomorrow night so we can't let ourselves get distracted."

"*Dead*line, pet?  That's cute.  And oddly appropriate."

Spike turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature.  They both

stepped in and, other than lingering a little too long on certain parts as

they washed each other, they managed to keep their thoughts on the night

ahead of them.

******

Armed with nothing but 2 railroad spikes and a small pouch of herbs, they

knocked on the Watcher's door.

When the door opened, Giles looked almost shocked to see them there

together.  "Xander.  Err, Spike.  I wasn't expecting anyone.  Is there a

problem?"

"Umm, yeah, kinda."  Xander managed to make himself look and sound nervous

as he and Spike followed Giles into his living room.  "You might want to

call the rest of the gang.  That way everyone can hear about what's going

on."

"Alright," Giles glanced at Spike.  "I didn't realize you were back in

town.  Did you just get in?"

"I got in last night.  I wasn't going to come around at all but when I ran

into Xa- the whelp he looked like he had seen a ghost.  Figured I lend a

hand."  Spike dropped his gaze and mumbled loud enough for Giles to hear,

"Don't think Buffy wants to see me, anyway.  Maybe I shouldn't be here."

"Spike, don't be overly concerned about Buffy right now.  If there is

something that needs to be done, I appreciate your help.  She was a bit

upset about what happened before you left, though.  Whatever gave you the

idea to tell her you love her?"

The vampire looked up with tears in his eyes from trying not to laugh.

Adding a trembling chin for effect, he said, "Because I *do*, mate!  I

love her and I just wanted her to give me a sign that she felt the same

way."

Xander was standing behind Giles sticking his finger down his throat in a

gagging gesture.  This nearly killed Spike as he tried to  maintain

control.  Struggling with the effort, tears started to roll down his face.

Giles looked as if he were going to comfort the blonde when the choked sob

came.

"She,  she said demons can't love!"  Spike's performance was Oscar-worthy.

"I was gonna stake DRU for her!!  Everyone knows how much I loved Dru!"

"Of course you did,"  Giles was trying to gain control of the situation.

He had no idea what to do about a sobbing vampire in his house.

Xander, however was still making faces at Spike. 

About to completely lose it, Spike spun around as if to escape Giles'

concerned gaze.  So the Watcher couldn't see that he had burst out into

silent laughter.

Clearly not wanting to disturb the 'distraught' vampire, Giles turned to

Xander who immediately cut his antics.

"I'll go call Buffy and Willow.  Why don't you make us all some tea?"  The

ex-librarian barely waited for a nod before heading to use the phone in

another room.

A squeak came from the vampire's direction as he started to turn around.

When Xander saw Spike's face, he burst out into fits of giggles.  "Spike!

That was too much!  You should win a prize for that little scene!!  'I was

gonna stake DRU for her!'"  Xander mimicked.

That was all it took for Spike to lose all semblance of control as he,

too, started laughing.  "You didn't see the look on old Rupert's face!!

It was priceless!!"

"Can you believe our luck?!  I figured I would have to sneak the herbs

into everyone's tea while his back was turned!!  Let's get in the kitchen

and get this done!"

Setting out the cups while Xander started the water boiling, Spike

measured out specific amounts of the herbs.  A small amount for Giles,

Willow and Tara and three times as much for Buffy.  Xander had told the

blonde that it would take a while for the girls to get there when they

heard about Spike's presence.  He was sure Willow would have to drag the

slayer kicking and screaming.  And they both figured that was perfect.

Covering the herbs with tea bags and setting them aside for the girls,

Xander filled the other three mugs with the hot water making sure to set

Giles' mug apart from his and Spike's.

When the watcher returned to the living room, he found that Spike had

calmed down and both the men were sipping their tea.

"Yours is on your desk G-Man."  Xander pointed in the direction of the

cup.

"Xander, I have asked you repeatedly not to call me that!"  Giles picked

up his mug and sipped it gingerly.  "Mmm.  This is a bit different.  Did

you add something to it?  It's very good."

"Just a little something I picked up at the store.  Glad you like it.

There's plenty more where that came from so drink up."  Xander urged.

Taking the boy's advice, Giles took a hearty drink of the mixture as Spike

and Xander glanced at each other.  At the slight shrug from the brunette,

they both turned to see the Watcher down the rest of his tea.

"My goodness.  I don't think I've ever had tea this good.  You must tell

me, what did you use?"

"Oh, nothing special, mate."  Spike answered watching as the mug fell from

Giles grasp.  "Just a little Terivene.  Bloody lucky for us it tasted so

good!"

Giles was trying to keep a clear head as he listened to the vampire's

words.  "T - Terivene?  Wh-"  His words dropped as he fell bonelessly to

the floor.

Immediately, the two lovers put down there own cups and went over to the

Watcher.  Picking him up, they were pleased to see that, although he

couldn't talk or move on his own accord, his eyes were open and he was

obviously aware of what they were doing.

"Time for a little payback, *mate*."  Spike sneered at Giles.  "Hope you

don't mind us making use of those handy chains you have laying around.

Just tell us if it's a problem for you."  He paused for a moment.  "No?

Bloody generous of ya, mate!"

Xander dragged Giles into the bathroom as Spike went to get the chains.

They laid the Watcher in the tub with one leg  dangling over the side, the

other bent double and his head lying on the floor of the tub.  After

fastening him in, Spike started the only the hot water running slowly.

"Ya know *G-MAN*, Xander said with malice, "all any of you ever had to do

was show a little courtesy.  Give me a little credit.  Allow that I just

*might* have something substantial to add to the group."

"That's right!  I can understand why  you would shut ME out!!  But my

Xanpet?  You managed to make him hate you all even without my influence!!"

Spike reached into the pocket of his duster and pulled out one of the

railroad spikes.  "I think that somewhere over the last couple years you

managed to forget why my name is 'Spike.'  Time for a refresher course!"

Xander watched on as his lover ripped open Giles' shirt and skillfully

began to cut deep wounds into the chest and stomach laid out before them.

He saw the Watcher's eyes as they pleaded for help and radiated with pain.

As Spike continued to work, the scalding water continued to slowly fill

the tub burning the man within.  The young man knew that the vampire was

making this a painful as possible.

Spike continued to  cut into the Watcher making sure not to hit anything

vital.  Yet.

It looked as if the man was surrounded by nothing but his own blood, the

water was so red.  It was a beautiful sight.  Finally the steaming water

began to cover Giles' face.  Panic evident in his eyes, it was obvious

that he was trying to  hold his breath.

Spike listened to the heartbeat coming from below the water.  He wanted to

time this just right.  At last, he heard the heart strain from lack of

oxygen and he knew the Watcher as about to lose the battle and try to

breath, only to fail miserably.  The master vampire saved him the trouble

and drove the spike into the man's struggling heart.

The blonde turn to face Xander, half expecting to see remorse on his face.

Relief washed over him when he saw the dilated eyes and the apparent

bulge in his pants.  He reached over, still on his knees, and unbuttoned

his lover's jeans.  Pulling out the heavy cock, Spike stoked it twice and

heard the tell tale moan from above.

He leaned forward and swallowed Xander's cock whole.  That's all it took

and the young man bucked his hips once and came with a cry of relief,

flooding Spike's throat with his seed.

The vampire tucked  the softening member back into the pants and buttoned

him back up.  Standing up, Spike looked at his lover and kissed him

softly.  Just enough to share the flavor on his own tongue.

"Right then,"  he said after pulling away.  "Time to make some tea for the

girls."

*********

Spike and Xander looked up as the door opened and Buffy, Willow and

Tara

walked in. The men had just finished preparing the 3 cups of tea and

were more

than pleased to see that the girls were right on schedule.

"Hey, guys," Xander greeted. "Come on in. Giles had to run out but

said to

make yourselves comfortable. I made you some tea."

He made sure not to say 'we' made the tea because he knew

Buffy would refuse to drink it. Xander handed a mug to each girl, making sure

Buffy got the

one with the extra Terivene. While they wanted the witches to know what was

happening, the boys needed to make sure the slayer was out cold. The

extra amount would ensure that she would know nothing that was going on around

her.

"Thanks, Xan," Buffy said as she lifted the cup to her lips. After

taking a

swallow, she finally acknowledged the blonde vampire sitting alone in a

corner.

"Spike," she began coldly. "Thought maybe you were gone for good. Come

back for

another lame attempt at wooing me? Maybe another promise to dust

Druscilla?"

Spike said nothing but managed a sad gaze and a sniff before turning

away.

Xander watched quietly as his former friends talked and finished off

their

tea. He didn't trust himself not to let his hatred out if he

spoke.

Shortly, the witches collapsed as the herbs ran through their bodies.

Buffy

jumped up to go to them, but before she could even get out a word, her

eyes

rolled to the back of her head and she also fell to the floor.

Immediately, Spike and Xander were on their feet. The brunette

reached down

and lifted Willow up to look into her eyes. When he saw the questions

there that

she could not ask he spoke softly to her.

"You were always like a sister to me, Wills. But after we graduated

from high

school, you left me behind. I am sorry that we couldn't have

stayed close. Maybe

Spike and I would have taken you with us."

Sadness and fear showed in her eyes as Willow listened her former

best

friend. When Xander saw a tear escape and roll down her face, he leaned

forward

and gently kissed it away.

"Goodbye, Willow." And with a quick twist of her head, Xander snapped

her

neck and let her lifeless body fall to the floor.

Spike had watched as the scene unfolded before him. Willow was the

one person

he had been truly worried about. He had faith in Xander's

convictions but knew

how close the two had once been. He let out a sigh when Xander turned to

him

with a look of weariness on his face.

"Come on, luv. Let's get this done so we can get out of

here."

The vampire grabbed Tara's limp form and drained her within

moments. They

still had to take care of the slayer and didn't have time to

waste.

***********

When Buffy started to come out of the sleep that had overcome her,

she

noticed several things. 1) She was on a bed.

2) She felt manacles around her wrists and ankles.

She was in Angel's bedroom in the old mansion.

And, lastly, Spike and Xander were leaning over her with smiles on

their

faces.

"Nice of you to join us, pet! Thought maybe you were going to sleep

all

night." Spike smirked when he saw the anger in the slayers eyes.

"What the hell is this, Spike?! Xander, what is going on? Why are you

just

standing there??"

"Well, Buff, it's like this," the young man had yet to lose his

smile. "I'm

not here to help you. I'm here for Spike."

"What?! I thought you said it was wrong that he loved me?? Why would

you want

to help him?"

With a chuckle, Xander answered, "Ya know, I had my doubts about you

falling

for that load of shit but Spike was right! You really do believe he

loves you! I

guess it makes sense. You always did think you were God's

gift."

"What are you talking about Xander?" Buffy turned her head to face

Spike

again. "See? I told you demons couldn't love!! I knew you were up

to something!"

She paused and confusion crossed over her face. "What are you going to

do? It's

not like you can hurt me!!"

"That's where you wrong, Slayer," Spike said as he struck out

and backhanded

the girl. "Wrong on 2 counts, actually," he continued as he watched a

red

handprint appear on Buffy's face. "Found a handy little spell to

take care of

that pesky chip and as far as being able to love goes? I most definitely

am in

love. But it has *nothing* to do with you!"

When Xander heard those words, he reached across the slayer's

body and gently

caressed his lover's cheek. Slowly, he leaned forward and placed a

soft kiss on

Spike's lips.

"Oh GOD!! Xander!! What are you doing?!" Buffy began to struggle with

the

chains that held her to the bed. "Get away from him!! Go find Willow and

the

others, quick!! He had to have put a spell on you!!"

Xander looked down at her and smiled. "No spell, Buff. Only *you*

would think

that! I guess that's because you almost married him because of a

spell. This is

the real thing but, even if it wasn't, Willow, Tara and Giles

wouldn't be able

to do anything about it."

"It *IS* a spell, Xander!! Either that or Spike has brainwashed

you!!! Get to

Giles!! He *can* help you!!"

Spike grabbed the slayer by her hair and yanked her head to look at

him. "You

don't get it, bitch. Your pals are *dead*. And *you* are

next!"

"No," Buffy whimpered and closed her tear filled eyes. Opening them

again,

she looked at Xander. "Maybe *you* are in love with him, but don't

you see what

he is doing?? He used you to get to us. To be able kill us! He'll

kill you too!

Xander, you have to get away from him!! Go now!!!"

"That's the whole point, Buffy," the young man laughed at her.

"I *know* he

is going to kill me!! We had to get you and the others out of the way to

make

sure I'm not dust before I even wake up!!"

"Yup," Spike agreed. "In a few minutes you get to witness the death

of the

man who will become my first childe! Won't that be fun?!" The

vampire was so

excited about it that he could hardly contain it.

"Xander, no! You can't really want that! Why would you want to

become what

you have hated for so long?! And what if Spike *is* lying to you and

instead of

turning you, he just drains you dry and leaves you?!"

Not willing to listen any longer, Xander lunged and pounded his fist

into the

slayer's face. "Shut the *FUCK* up, bitch!! You have no idea what

love is!! And

I know I will wake up in his arms! That's the big difference

between you and me,

Buff. I can satisfy *my* vampire and all he wants is more!! *YOURS* went

crazy

and just wanted you dead!!"

"Touche, luv!" Spike laughed. "You are beautiful when you are

sadistic, ya

know that?"

"I learned from the best." Xander pulled Spike in for a vicious kiss.

"Now,

fuck me and kill me so we can get the fuck out of Sunnyhell for

good!"

"I don't need to be told twice, pet!" Spike said as he ripped

away his

lover's shirt and leaned down to flick a nipple with his

tongue.

"GOD!! What are you *DOING*???" Buffy was shocked at what she was

seeing. She

had figured Spike would just drain her and be done with it.

Xander looked down at the slayer. "What does it look like? Spike

wants

another *shag* with my warm body before I join him in eternity. And

*you* are

his wedding gift to me!!"

"WHAT?" Buffy had no idea what Xander was talking about.

Spike pulled away from his soon-to-be childe. "Just what he said,

Slayer. I

always wanted to make you my third but finally decided that you would be

the

perfect prezzie for my Xanpet. *You* get the honor of being his first

meal! Now,

if you will both shut up, I can get to pounding his *lovely* ass into

the

mattress!!"

When Buffy started struggling against her bonds again, Spike slammed

his fist

into her face and knocked her out. Thus, effectively, removing the

'disturbance'.

Immediately, clothes were torn off both male bodies and they tumbled

to the

bed next to the unconscious woman. Spike wasted no time and pushed two

fingers

into Xander, catching the pleasure/pain moan with his own lips.

Once Xander became used to the fingers dry fucking him, he began to

writhe

against his lover's cool body. "So good, Spike. More, I need

more!"

The fingers were removed and replaced with the vampire's

throbbing cock and

Xander let out a scream. Spike had always used lube, before, so this new

sensation of pain only served to intensify their love-making.

The blonde rocked against his mate and leaned down to suck on one

taut nipple

and then the other. He began his rhythmic thrusts, his mind filled with

sounds

of Xander's cries for more. Spike reached down and stoked his

lover's erect

cock.

Part of him wanted this to last forever but his thoughts were focused

on one

thing. After tonight, Xander would be his forever.

Continuing to pound into his love, Spike shifted into game face.

Xander

reached up and caressed the ridges that formed over the vampire's

brow. Spike

closed his eyes at the touch before he leaned forward for one last kiss

of the

warm mouth being offered to him.

Feeling the bed moving violently around her, Buffy opened her eyes

and saw

what had to be the most erotic thing she had ever witnessed. Or at least

it

would have been in any other situation. As it was, all she could do was

watch as

the man who had been one of her best friends threw his head back in

ecstasy.

Spike lowered his mouth to his lover's throat as Xander tilted

his head back.

Making sure not to lose the pace of his thrusts, he inhaled deeply. He

wanted to

make sure there was no hint of fear coming from the young man. Catching

only the

scents of lust, desire and need, the vampire finally sank his fangs in,

immediately puncturing the artery below the skin.

Both men were suddenly lost in physical and emotional bliss as they

reached

the edge and finally, finally... they toppled over allowing

the world

around them to disappear as they plummeted further into depths of

colors. Blue.

Green. Deep, dark purple. And, at long last, red. The color of life and

love.

Spike pulled away when he heard Xander's heartbeat start to lag

off. Bringing

his own wrist to his mouth, the blonde tore his flesh and offered it to

his

lover.

"Drink, luv," he whispered. "Drink and come back to me."

Xander's lips latched on to the wrist and he felt the blood

pour down his

throat. Although it burned going down, once it reached his stomach, it

blossomed

into a thousand cool fingers caressing him from inside. The brunette

felt the

sleep of death pulling him further and further away. Somewhere in the

distance

he heard a soft female voice.

"No. Xander. No." Buffy cried softly.

Broken from the moment by the slayer's words, Spike realized

Xander had

stopped drinking and was lying there completely unmoving. Still. Dead.

Even

though he knew his love would rejoin him in a matter of hours, he

couldn't help

the tears that formed in his eyes.

Wiping his eyes, Spike looked up at the woman laying next to him.

Smirking,

he asked, "Would you like to hear about how we got together? We have a

little

while before he wakes up and has you for breakfast and I'd *love*

to tell you

how you and your little group drove him into my arms."

At Buffy's hesitant nod, Spike shifted positions so he was

cradling Xander's

body between him and the slayer still chained to the bed.

Gazing down at Xander's face, there was nothing in his eyes but

pure love

when he began speaking.

"It all started right after the initiative was destroyed." Spike

began as he

looked up at Buffy. "But I suppose it was really long before that. I

actually

think it began that first night we spent together in his basement.

Although, if

you had told either of us then that this is where we'd end up,

you'd have been

laughed at."

Spike smiled. He was going to enjoy telling the slayer how he and

Xander came

together. The vampire loved to tell his stories and he knew that he

would have

her as a captive audience even without the chains.

"Well, you see," he started again. "it all started with the ropes and

that

bloody uncomfortable chair...."

********

...."So, when Xander came to my crypt the night after I moved out,  I was

surprised to say the very least."

Spike was still telling his story to Buffy  while reaching over to the

bedside table for his cigarettes.  Pulling out a fag and lighting it, the

vampire blew a puff of smoke into the slayer's face.

"cough...cough...What about that whole scene with Dru, Spike?"  Buffy was

still trying to make sense of everything that had happened.  She had long

since given up her struggle against the chains.  "Why didn't you just let

her kill me that night?  Or why not do it, yourself, then?"

"Couldn't hurt you, then.  Hadn't had the spell done to deactivate the

bloody chip.  But when you told me to leave town, I decided it was the

perfect time to meet up with that stupid gypsy and get the whole thing

started."

"So what happened to Druscilla?  You just send her back to Brazil?"

"Nope...Dru finally caught on to what I was planning and went after Xander.

I did for him what I said I would do for you!  Couldn't have the wench

killing my love, could I?"

"You...you staked Dru for *Xander*???"  The fact that Spike and her friend

had been lovers still confused the slayer.

"Of course I did, pet!  You think I would let *her* ruin our future?  She

had her chance years ago before she turned her back on me for that damn

chaos demon.  She..."

Spike went silent in mid sentence when he felt a slight tug on his undead

heart.  The vampire looked down at his beloved and smiled.  It would only

be a few more minutes before he could look into those deep brown eyes

again.

"Time's up, Slayer."

"What?"  Buffy looked at Xander and started pulling on the chains again.

"God....no....Spike, PLEASE!!!  Let me go!!  I swear I won't come after you!!

Just let me go and leave town!!!  Go  anywhere!  Just don't do THIS!!!"

Spike looked at the pleading woman trying to get away.  "Now, what would

me Xanpet think when he realized I had let you go?  That won't do at all,

Slayer.  But...I'll tell you what.  If *he* wants to let you live, I'll be

more than happy to let you go."

Praying that there would still be part of the fledgling that cared

something...anything for her, Buffy nodded her head while fresh tears poured

down her face.

Slowly, Xander blinked his eyes open.  The first thing the new vampire saw

was his sire, his love looking down at him.

"Sire," the brunette whispered with awe.  "You look so different to me."

"Everything will seem different now, luv.  Sharper, clearer."

"Beautiful."  Xander reached up and pulled his lover down for a kiss. 

"I'm hungry."

"Figured you might be," Spike chuckled.  "I have that snack ready for

you."

Xander's eyes turned gold as he turned his head to the woman laying next

to him.  "SLAYER!!!"

"Xander....Please...Spike said you could choose to let me live!  Let me go!

Let me live so I can take care of my family!!!"  Buffy was trying to stay

calm as she begged for her life.

"Let you live?"  Xander seemed appalled by the idea.  Turning to his sire

he asked. "What do you think?  You don't actually *trust* her, do you??"

"Of course I don't bloody trust the stupid bint!!!  But she belongs to

you, luv.  You get to decide what to do with her."

Xander rolled toward the slayer.  Leaning down, he ran a cold tongue along

her throat.

"Xander...please don't do this!" 

The young vampire smirked at the sobbing woman.  "I'm sure you understand,

Buffy.  I have to make my sire proud!  What would the world think if they

found out the childe of William the Bloody let a slayer go free?!  Tsk tsk

tsk... no...that wouldn't do at all!!"

Spike couldn't help to laugh at the look of horror that crossed the

slayer's face.  He had known his childe wouldn't let the girl go but

hadn't expected him to explain it so logically.

"I will do one thing for you though, Buffy.  I will promise to not go

after Dawn and Joyce.  Of all the people who claimed to be my *friends*,

they were the only ones who actually showed it."

"Hey!"  Spike pouted.  "What about me, luv?"

Xander leaned back into the hard body pressing against his back.  "You

know what I mean, Spike!  I've known I had your love for a long time now."

"Still do, pet"  The blonde leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss to his

lover's neck.

"Mmm....I love you too, Sire."

"So, what's the plan, luv?"

For a moment, it appeared to Buffy that Xander was considering the option

of letting her go free.  *Only* for a moment though.  She looked at him

with hope and fear in her eyes.  That, however, quickly changed to pure

terror when she saw Xander, in full game face, lean toward her throat once

again.

"Mmm... I can hear your heartbeat, Buff.  Do you have *any* idea how

intoxicating that is?"  Xander paused to inhale the slayer's scent,

deeply.  "And that smell.  Pure power and raw energy...not to mention the

fear laced adrenaline.  No wonder Spike had such a hard time controlling

himself around you!"

No longer willing to beg for her life, Buffy lay in silence praying to a

god she didn't believe in to make it all end soon.

Spike...well, he was just enjoying watching his childe.  He had everything

he ever wanted in his lover.  He could almost be content to stay like this

forever.  Almost...

"Pet, you're driving me crazy here!"  The older vampire nipped at Xander's

neck.  "Get on with it, already.  Don't you want to get the hell out of

here?"

"Just having a little fun, Spike." Xander lifted his head, his brows

scrunched as if in deep thought.  Sighing, he said, "You're right.  Let's

get out of here."

At that, Buffy's eyes flew open in shock and relief.

Giggling lightly, the new vampire looked her in the eyes.  Demonic gold to

warm hazel.  "But first...I feast!"  And faster than could be seen by mortal

eyes, Xander sank his razor sharp fangs into the throat of his former

friend.

As the brunette drained her life force, Buffy glanced over at Spike.

"You...fucking *bastard*!"  was all the young woman could whisper as her

body gave up the ghost and she sighed her last breath.

Epilogue

The sky was pitch black and the highway loomed ahead as infinite time and

space.  Two lovers, side by side, watched as each mile was left behind.

Master vampire and new childe sat in the convertible once owned by a

watcher that had unwittingly helped to bring them together.  Bleached

blonde and brunette sitting in companionable silence.  Then...

"So, pet...where would you like to go first?"  Spike placed a gentle kiss on

he lover's forehead.  "We can go anywhere you like.  Europe, Brazil, the

Orient... Hmm?  Any ideas?"

"Anywhere I want, huh?"  Xander asked teasingly.

"Just say the word, luv, and we're on our way.  We have an eternity now

and the world belongs to us."

"Well...there *is* one place I'd like to go.  I've wanted to for a couple

years now."

"Tell me, Xander."  Spike had no idea where his childe was referring to.

Xander had never mentioned anyplace specific in all the time they had

spent in each other's arms.

"It's actually not to far from here.  And, for the one site I want to see,

it would only take a few days."  He thought about that for a moment before

amending. "Well...it *could* take as long as we wanted.  Or,  at least until

we got bored."  There was a slight smirk on his face when he looked up at

his sire.

"Xanluv, it sounds like you've thought about this for a while!  What's

going on in that pretty head of yours?"

"Nothing much.  Just thought maybe we could drop by L.A. before leaving to

see the world.""

"And you want to go there because...?"  Spike was still not sure what his

childe had in mind.

"You know, Sire!!  The City of *Angels*!!!"

Spike swerved the car off the road and hit the brakes.  After putting the

car into park, the blonde lunged over and pinned his lover to the seat.

"And *why* would you want to go see my bloody poof of a sire, luv?"  He

growled.

Xander merely kissed the tip of the nose in front of him.  "*Think*

Spike!!  I am your childe and I love you more than my very existence!

That  over-gelled freak-with-a-soul has caused you more pain in your 120

years than even Druscilla and Buffy combined!  Why do you *THINK* I want

to go see him?!"

Spike paused at that to think for a moment.  Finally, as if a light bulb

was turned on inside his head, a slow evil grin spread across his face.

"Pet, you'd do that?  For me?"

The young vampire looked into the eyes of his lover, his sire.  "I would

do *anything* for you," came his whispered reply.

Suddenly lips were on lips with a passionate force.  Hands roamed where

they could reach in the confines of the car.  Clothes were ripped off and

thrown aside.  Unneeded gasping and panting could be heard between growls

and moans and whimpers of pleasure.

And, if you paused long enough on your journey down the highway and

listened carefully, you could hear the soft chorus as words of love and

devotion and promises of eternity drifted through the nighttime breeze.

End