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Happened So Fast by WithDemonWings-p2rjodg9
Happened So Fast by WithDemonWings-p2rjodg9
By: WithDemonWings
Xander is hurt suddenly and Spike doesn't know what to do and their secret
is out, but is everyone more concerned about Xander to worry that he's with
Spike? Slash, FemSlash, OOC, AU.
Status: complete
Published: 2010-09-19
Words: 1444
First they were walking along the sidewalk. Angel and Cordelia were
up front, their banter full of love, a scene that warmed Buffy who was
walking with Gunn, the pair flirting as they compared weaponry.
Willow and Fred were talking animatedly about something that only a
genius would know.
Spike and Xander were at the back of the pack, arguing over Aliens
and Predators.
'What happened?' Buffy was yelling, even as she was trying to stake
him. Giles and Wesley were trying to keep her back.
Willow, Cordelia, and Fred were rushing to the street, Angel and
Gunn rushing after the speeding car.
'Yes, my brother was hit by a car, please hurry,' Cordelia was on the
phone, wanting to get him help.
'I can't lose you, not now, not when I just found you,' Spike
continued, forgetting about the others.
They had only been together for a month.
It had been a bad night; both Spike and Xander had come too close,
again.
It had been Xander who had slammed Spike against the door before
it had even closed.
' I need you, Spike, so badly I ache.' He stated, his voice laced with
lust and want and need and desperation and passion and sunshine
and love. So much love.
Spike flipped them so Xander was against the door, 'you belong to
me, mine, my pet, my mate,' he stated before devouring Xander's
mouth. That night lasted all night, both man taking and being taken.
'Spike,' Fred said softly, a gentle hand on his shoulder, 'give him
some of your blood,' she insisted.
'Nor do I, but Spike, you need to give him some of your blood, it'll
help him heal,' she said softly, 'it'll give him time to get to the
hospital.'
Spike immediately tore into his own wrist before shoving it into
Xander's mouth, he gently stroked the column of flesh he loved to
nuzzle, 'drink Xanpet,' he whispered and he wasn't pleading.
Xander suckled weakly on the wrist for a few minutes before they all
heard sirens.
Hours later Xander was still in surgery as Spike paced the waiting
room where Giles and Wesley waited with Willow and Fred.
Cordelia, Gunn, Angel and Buffy were out trying to find the car or
anyone that might know who or what hit Xander.
'I hate this!' Spike growled as he kicked at a chair, only the give a cry
of pain when the chair didn't move since it was bolted to the floor.
'We all do, Spike,' Giles said, looking up from his year old copy of
People magazine.
'You don't understand!' Spike blurted, his voice full of anger and
misery.
'I was in the processes of claiming him!' Spike blurted, before closing
his eyes in defeat, this wasn't how he, how Xander wanted them to
find out.
A gentle hand on his cheek brought him to Willow who was right in
front of him, 'he'll be okay,' she said softly, but firmly.
Soon Willow and Fred were asleep leaning against each other.
Wesley was pretending to not be asleep against Giles as finished off
the third half done People crossword puzzle.
Giles sighed and tossed the magazine onto the table before he
eased himself from under Wesley who mumbled something about
rogue demons before curling on his side on the couch.
Spike let out a surprised 'meep' that Spike would deny later, when
Giles put a hand on his shoulder and turned him around.
'I can feel him,' Spike managed to mumble into Giles, and the older
man's hold on the blonde tightened.
Xander was Giles' son and this vamp- no this man was in love with
Xander and the feelings were clearly returned, if the looks the pair
tried so hard to hide were anything to go by, so then Spike was all
but Giles' son-in-law.
'Oh, I'm sorry,' a doctor said in surprise after his knock got no
answer.
'Xander is fine, he's in recovery right now, he'll be there for a day or
two before he's moved to a private room,' the doctor said with a
small smile. Spike gripped Giles' arm tightly.
'I can let one of you see him tonight for a few minutes,' he said, 'the
rest of you can see him tomorrow. I can't guarantee that he'll be
coherent but you'll feel better,' he offered.
'Spike can go,' Giles offered.
'Yes, Spike is the best choice,' Wesley offered, adjusting his glasses.
'This way Spike,' the doctor offered, holding the door open for the
blonde.
'He'll be fine,' Giles offered as Spike followed the doctor out of the
room and down the hall.
'Oh sorry,' Willow loosened her hold but didn't let go.
'Pet,' the magazine fell to the floor as Spike was by the bed in a
flash. 'You're okay,' he said as he brushed back a stray hair.
'We were hoping you could tell us pet,' Spike replied, as he kissed
Xander's knuckles.
'The last thing I remember I was winning the Predator versus Aliens
debate,' Xander replied.
Spike snorted, 'No, you weren't,' he sighed, 'they know, Pet.'
'It's about time,' Xander replied, 'I'm not ashamed of you, I never
have been.'
'Do what?' Xander asked, he still wasn't sure why he was in the
hospital.
'Because you should be,' Spike replied, 'if we hadn't, if you weren't,'
he couldn't say it.
'But I'm not,' Xander said, 'I'm here, I'm okay, or at least I will be once
I'm out of here,' he replied with a gentle kiss to Spike's lips as he
pulled the blonde closer.