Title: Missing Series (Post 2-Parts 13-15)
Author: Jasonsnene
Pairing: Xander/Spike/Angel
Rating: NC17 (just to be safe but most parts aren’t there)
Warnings: M/M, non-con, violence, implied torture
Summary: Anya is convinced that Xander is giving away her orgasms and retaliates by selling him into slavery. He’s rescued, but he isn’t the same, and his friends learn that Xander is very good at keeping secrets.
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A/N: Here's the next bit of this along with the new pretty that the lovely
vamptasticamade for the fic...I love pretties. I was hoping to post the conclusion of this today but haven't been home all week and wasn't able to finish it...or even get it beta'd as I literally just finished writing this and I had to have it posted today for my spring_with_xanentry deadline. Whew...just made it though. Look for the conclusion next week hopefully...
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He’d just gotten his first gulp of blood, his cock had just pushed through that first tight ring, when he heard a cry. For the first time, Xander stilled. Then he whimpered. Spike held himself still as well. What the fuck was that?
He’d just gotten his first gulp of blood, his cock had just pushed through that first tight ring, when he heard a cry. For the first time, Xander stilled. Then he whimpered. Spike held himself still as well. What the fuck was that?
13-Misdirected
Angel fought the urge to pace. He wasn’t a pacer. He was a sit and thinker. But for some reason, he was antsy and the feeling didn’t sit well with him. He was missing something and the babbling of Buffy and Willow wasn’t helping him focus. Giles was still researching, trying to figure out how the hyena was still there. Angel could have saved him the effort. He knew that once you were possessed, it never really went away. Sure, it could be pushed down, buried, but it never could be truly banished.
His attention was brought back by a joking comment made my Willow. “What did you say?”
She smiled over at him. “Oh, I was just reminding Buffy about how bad Xander was when he was in his pack.”
The girls both laughed again. Angel wasn’t sure what was so funny. “Care to explain?” His voice was icy. None of this was a joke.
At his tone, they both grew serious. Buffy was frowning and pouting. “It’s ancient history, Angel.”
Giles chose to throw his two cents in. “Actually, it’s not ancient history. It is, in fact, current history as Xander is apparently still affected by his possession. But I do agree that he is not acting as he did then.”
“Oh, not at all,” Willow added. “He was so growly and scary then. When he was in that cage, he wasn’t my Xander. This time, he was, only, um, not. Remember how they all followed his lead? Xander’s never the leader, but those guys treated him like he was the big kahuna or something.”
Buffy shook her head. “Xander? In charge? He was totally possessed.”
Finally, Angel realized what was going on. Xander had been the alpha. And now, he wasn’t. It was rare for an animal to lose its alpha status, but the trauma Xander had been through could do it. He had obviously been forced to submit.
And then it hit him: the tilted head, the request for him to go home. Xander had acknowledged Angel as his alpha. Angel stood quickly. He had to get back to L.A. He was out the door with minimal explanation.
He was half way back to the hotel before he realized that Spike had figured it out before him. Spike was already in L.A. Angel pressed the gas pedal harder. This was not good.
14-Misguided
Spike rarely felt like an ass. He normally believed he was completely justified in his actions. But seeing Xander hold his daughter and recognizing the implications was enough to convince him that if they gave out “Biggest Ass Ever” awards, he’d be the first place winner.
Xander wanted protection for his baby. And he’d gone to Angel. And Spike had forced him into submission. Submission that he’d freely offered to Angel. Spike couldn’t decide if he was furious, jealous or just plain annoyed by the thought.
Plus, Xander hadn’t looked him in the eye since Spike had let him up and he’d run up the stairs to his little girl.
The little girl was cooing and pulling on Xander’s hair. Xander was smiling and cooing back at her and rubbing their noses together. It was cute, not that he would admit it under the most heinous torture.
Deciding to take a chance, Spike crossed the room slowly and knelt by their side. The little one turned to him and Spike found himself staring into tiny brown eyes that did funny things to his insides.
She was a spitting image of her daddy with curly brown hair and big brown eyes. She was a tiny little thing. He reached out a hand and she grabbed his finger. She had quite a grip.
Xander finally looked up at him. “What’s her name?”
“Rebecca. But we call her Becca.”
Spike turned his attention back to the baby. “Hello, poppet.” Her little fist jerked and she bounced in her daddy’s arms. Spike grinned. “I think she likes me.”
Xander stared at him, his amazement clear in his wide eyes and half open mouth.
“Wot? She’s a cute little bugger.” He turned back to Becca. “Poppet, tell your Daddy to close his mouth before something nasty flies in there.” Becca bounced again and Xander snapped his mouth shut.
They played for a few minutes before Spike worked up his nerve. “Xan? Can I hold her?”
Xander frowned at him for a moment but handed her over. Spike cradled her in his arms carefully. Her face wrinkled up and she started to turn red. He panicked and started to hand her back to Xander.
“Just hold her for a minute. She’s hungry. That’s her hungry face.”
Spike looked back at the scrunched up face and recognized it. He’d felt that way on occasion himself when he’d gone too long without a bite. Xander rushed over to her bag and brought out a bottle and some other weird looking stuff. But moments later he was back with a bottle which he handed over to Spike.
“Er, Pet? Don’t rightly know what to do with that?”
Xander put the bottle to her mouth and Becca latched on hungrily. Xander sat back down and watched them for a moment before his eyes drifted shut. Spike was floored by the trust that Xander was placing in him.
Not to mention the fact that the poppet seemed perfectly content in his arms. It was a nice feeling. A vampire could get used to this.
15-Misperception
Angel entered the hotel quietly, not entirely sure of what he would find. His senses stretched out and he could tell that Xander and Spike were both here. There was the scent of arousal, Spike’s, and fear, Xander’s. The combination caused Angel’s demon to emerge. If Xander had one mark on him, one floppy curl out of place, Angel was going to take his cue from Buffy and stake first and ask questions later.
He was surprised when Spike appeared at the top of the stairs. Angel started towards him, growling at the smug expression on Spike’s face. Then he saw it: a white stain dripping down the front of Spike’s duster. Angel saw red and charged.
Spike had been expected a pissed off Angel but he hadn’t expected this. He braced himself for impact and tried to throw Angel off of him. It didn’t work and they both crashed into the stair rails. Angel whipped out his stake and Spike broke off one of the now cracked spindles from the banister.
Angel rushed him again and Spike raised his own weapon. There was no way in hell Spike was going to let him get anywhere near the poppet when he was crazed like this. Angel got a grip on Spike’s duster and used it to toss him down the stairs. Spike rolled to his feet and ran back up before Angel had a chance to start towards Xander.
He roared and Angel growled. They collided into each other again and Angel used his size to his advantage, flipping Spike around and down before he could stop it. Angel had his fists gripped in Spike’s duster and he raised Spike up before slamming him back onto the floor. “What did you do to him?”
Spike couldn’t stop the guilty look and Angel raised his stake. He was stopped by a whimper from down the hall. Both vampires turned to see Xander standing in the now open doorway, watching them.
“Xander? You okay? Did he hurt you?”
“I’m okay.”
Angel turned back to Spike and his eyes were again drawn to the stain. Then his senses picked up something unexpected. It wasn’t semen. Angel looked back at Xander. “You sure?”
Xander looked over his shoulder quickly before returning his gaze to Angel and nodding. Angel realized immediately that someone else was in the hotel. Now that he was paying attention again, he could make out another heartbeat. He pulled Spike to his feet. “Xander, come away from the door.”
Xander stepped backwards into the room and Spike started struggling in Angel’s hold. “Xander, get away from that room. Now.”
Spike jerked against Angel. “Pet, stay there.”
Xander looked back and forth between them, obviously confused.
“Peaches, you need to back off. Pet, everything’s fine. Go on back in the room and I’ll talk to him.”
Xander nodded and went back into the room, closing the door quietly behind him.
Angel continued to glare at Spike, who waited until the door was completely closed before turning back to the vampire holding him.
"Listen ya pillock, ya can't just come barging in like this." Spike smoothed back his hair before rolling his eyes and mumbling, “We need to have a word."
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*cough* Sorry about that.
It's a lovely story. Can't wait to see the following chapters.
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Oh my God…. Xander and Spike and little Becca… *melts melts melts*
Angel is a bit mad….. Spike can be so irrational.. *sigh* that’s why we love him though.
That was fabulous love!!! More please!!
*smooch smooch*
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