Ficlet: Family (Spike/Dru/Xander) 5/5
Title: Family
Rating: PG
Challenge: Five Elements
Stage: Spirit
Summary: Xander is attacked not too far from home.
Warnings: Both het and slash are in this series.
Disclaimer: They belong to Joss Whedon and not me.
Previous Parts: Earth, Air, Fire, Water
Xander had known that it was going to happen soon. He’d mentioned to Spike that he wanted it to be soon and the slow smile of realization had been worth every doubt he’d had when the subject had first come up.
But he’d been hoping that he could pick the time when it happened. He hadn’t been expecting to be attacked only a few yards from his door by a demon whose weapon of choice was horns.
Leave it to him to get killed by a horny demon.
Then again, that same concept would have applied if it were Spike, so...
He wasn’t stupid. He’d seen the size of that demon and there was no way he could take it on by himself. He had barely gone two feet before the demon had caught up with him and then he was pretty sure he’d shouted because, hey, who wouldn’t shout when being stabbed in the gut? No one he knew, that was for sure.
Well, okay, except maybe Faith since, according to Buffy, she hadn’t shouted. She’d punched Buffy in the face.
But after the stabbing, Xander couldn’t really remember anything all that clearly. He remembered hearing a roar and then he’d been falling, only to be caught in strong, slender arms. There was a voice, one that he knew was more worried than he’d ever heard it.
And then there was a pinch at his neck, a pulling sensation, the feel of liquid going down his throat, and then it all went black, then he blinked and took in the sight before him.
There was Spike, only he looked more like William. Behind him stood Dru, with her hair curled and wearing a light green dress. Looking further back, he could see a drunken Angel flirting with an amused Darla, while a guy that he’d never met stared at Angel as if he had all the answers in the world. And just beyond them stood a man that he’d never seen, but somehow knew was the Master. Frowning, he turned back to Spike...William.
“What’s all this?” he asked.
William smiled. “Family, Xander.” He motioned behind him. “We’re family. Your family now.”
Xander blinked, a bit surprised. “So is this what you all looked like when you were…I mean, what you looked like before?”
“Yeah. These are what you would call our souls.”
“Then how come Angel is here?”
William smirked and in that expression Xander could see a hint of the Spike he knew. “The soul he has isn’t his own. It wouldn’t do him any good, you see. Before he was turned, the vampire you know as Angel was a drunken lout who loved to sleep around. He wouldn’t feel the remorse that was needed for the curse to be effective.”
“Okay, so Angel being a jackass isn’t anything new. How do you know all this though? Do you see everything that goes on or what?”
“We see bits and pieces. I can choose what I see and don’t see, if that’s what has you worried. Even when I don’t see what happens though, I know.”
Xander nodded. It made sense in a way. Sort of.
Well, maybe he’d understand it after a few more years.
He nodded. “Okay, one more question. It’s not that I mind or anything, but how come you’re the one explaining all this instead of someone who’s been here longer?”
“I’m your Sire so I’m the one who…introduces you, so to speak.”
“Are you telling me that Dru was the one who had to explain this to you? Man, how the hell did you understand any of it?”
William laughed. “Believe me, it took quite some time.” He held out a hand. “Now, are you ready?”
Xander nodded, taking his hand. And then it all went dark again.
~*~
“Xander.”
He groaned and instinctively moved closer to the comforting voice. He knew that voice, knew what it meant.
“Sire,” he muttered. He felt a hand move through his hair and smiled.
“That’s right, Xander. Now open your eyes and look at me, luv.”
His eyes opened slowly and he almost recoiled at how much brighter it all seemed. Then he looked up and saw Spike watching him, concern in his eyes. Dru looked over his shoulder, looking more serious than he’d seen her in a long time.
“You look like someone died,” he said, his voice a bit scratchy. Spike frowned at him and he ducked his head at the anger that flashed through his eyes.
“Someone did, in case you’ve forgotten,” Spike told him, lifting Xander’s chin so that he could meet his gaze. “And it’s not a joking matter. You scare me like that again, pet, and I’ll kill you.” He smirked. “And don’t think because you’re already dead that it won’t hurt. I can make it hurt. Now, eat.” He pulled Xander up and tilted his head, exposing his neck.
“We’re family.” Dru laughed, twirling in a circle. “Go on, kitten and let your daddy feed you.”
Xander laughed as he lowered his mouth. “This just takes daddy kink to a whole new level.”
“Just eat, pet,” Spike ordered, shaking his head.
Rating: PG
Challenge: Five Elements
Stage: Spirit
Summary: Xander is attacked not too far from home.
Warnings: Both het and slash are in this series.
Disclaimer: They belong to Joss Whedon and not me.
Previous Parts: Earth, Air, Fire, Water
Xander had known that it was going to happen soon. He’d mentioned to Spike that he wanted it to be soon and the slow smile of realization had been worth every doubt he’d had when the subject had first come up.
But he’d been hoping that he could pick the time when it happened. He hadn’t been expecting to be attacked only a few yards from his door by a demon whose weapon of choice was horns.
Leave it to him to get killed by a horny demon.
Then again, that same concept would have applied if it were Spike, so...
He wasn’t stupid. He’d seen the size of that demon and there was no way he could take it on by himself. He had barely gone two feet before the demon had caught up with him and then he was pretty sure he’d shouted because, hey, who wouldn’t shout when being stabbed in the gut? No one he knew, that was for sure.
Well, okay, except maybe Faith since, according to Buffy, she hadn’t shouted. She’d punched Buffy in the face.
But after the stabbing, Xander couldn’t really remember anything all that clearly. He remembered hearing a roar and then he’d been falling, only to be caught in strong, slender arms. There was a voice, one that he knew was more worried than he’d ever heard it.
And then there was a pinch at his neck, a pulling sensation, the feel of liquid going down his throat, and then it all went black, then he blinked and took in the sight before him.
There was Spike, only he looked more like William. Behind him stood Dru, with her hair curled and wearing a light green dress. Looking further back, he could see a drunken Angel flirting with an amused Darla, while a guy that he’d never met stared at Angel as if he had all the answers in the world. And just beyond them stood a man that he’d never seen, but somehow knew was the Master. Frowning, he turned back to Spike...William.
“What’s all this?” he asked.
William smiled. “Family, Xander.” He motioned behind him. “We’re family. Your family now.”
Xander blinked, a bit surprised. “So is this what you all looked like when you were…I mean, what you looked like before?”
“Yeah. These are what you would call our souls.”
“Then how come Angel is here?”
William smirked and in that expression Xander could see a hint of the Spike he knew. “The soul he has isn’t his own. It wouldn’t do him any good, you see. Before he was turned, the vampire you know as Angel was a drunken lout who loved to sleep around. He wouldn’t feel the remorse that was needed for the curse to be effective.”
“Okay, so Angel being a jackass isn’t anything new. How do you know all this though? Do you see everything that goes on or what?”
“We see bits and pieces. I can choose what I see and don’t see, if that’s what has you worried. Even when I don’t see what happens though, I know.”
Xander nodded. It made sense in a way. Sort of.
Well, maybe he’d understand it after a few more years.
He nodded. “Okay, one more question. It’s not that I mind or anything, but how come you’re the one explaining all this instead of someone who’s been here longer?”
“I’m your Sire so I’m the one who…introduces you, so to speak.”
“Are you telling me that Dru was the one who had to explain this to you? Man, how the hell did you understand any of it?”
William laughed. “Believe me, it took quite some time.” He held out a hand. “Now, are you ready?”
Xander nodded, taking his hand. And then it all went dark again.
~*~
“Xander.”
He groaned and instinctively moved closer to the comforting voice. He knew that voice, knew what it meant.
“Sire,” he muttered. He felt a hand move through his hair and smiled.
“That’s right, Xander. Now open your eyes and look at me, luv.”
His eyes opened slowly and he almost recoiled at how much brighter it all seemed. Then he looked up and saw Spike watching him, concern in his eyes. Dru looked over his shoulder, looking more serious than he’d seen her in a long time.
“You look like someone died,” he said, his voice a bit scratchy. Spike frowned at him and he ducked his head at the anger that flashed through his eyes.
“Someone did, in case you’ve forgotten,” Spike told him, lifting Xander’s chin so that he could meet his gaze. “And it’s not a joking matter. You scare me like that again, pet, and I’ll kill you.” He smirked. “And don’t think because you’re already dead that it won’t hurt. I can make it hurt. Now, eat.” He pulled Xander up and tilted his head, exposing his neck.
“We’re family.” Dru laughed, twirling in a circle. “Go on, kitten and let your daddy feed you.”
Xander laughed as he lowered his mouth. “This just takes daddy kink to a whole new level.”
“Just eat, pet,” Spike ordered, shaking his head.