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.

Part 2

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.

Part Four  

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."

Part Five  

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.

Part Six  

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…."

Part Seven

…."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