Another Chance (3/9)

[stillrose]

Title: Another Chance (3/9)
Fandom: BTVS;  Spike/Xander
Warnings: Slash, AU 5^th/6^th season, violence, character death
Rating:NC-17
Summary: Another Spike shows up in Sunnydale insisting he has a soul…and that he loves Xander.

As always: Feedback makes my heart go pitter-patter.

UNBETAED

 

Previous parts here.

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“My place,” Xander replied. “At least this way if they start fighting again and it gets trashed..no one will be able to tell the difference.”

The “girls” grinned as he gave them each brief kiss on the forehead. Then he motioned at the twin Spike’s as he headed for the door. It was going to be a long evening with what he feared would be an even longer conversation.

Though I’ll be on my home turf, Xander thought. That will give me some advantage…right?

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Xander opened the door to his apartment. The red clad Spike brushed past him and flopped on the couch. He stretched his long legs out and grinned at the other two men. Xander rolled his eyes as he moved into the room. The other Spike moved forward and bounced off an invisible shield.

There was a loud guffaw from the couch and a growl at the doorway. Xander rubbed the bridge of his nose. He wasn’t sure how much more of the Sunnydale version of Twiddle Dum and Twiddle Dee he could take.

“Come in,” Xander sighed as he stepped away from the door.  The black clad Spike stepped across the threshold and shut the door behind him. Xander moved over to the couch and swiped Spike’s feet off it.

“OI!” the vampire shouted.

“My couch,” Xander said as he flopped down.  He put his feet upon the coffee table, leaned back and closed his eyes. He had the beginnings of a headache.

The other Spike began to prowl around the room.  The red shirted Spike watched him.

“Familiar?” he finally asked.

“Looks similar to the flat, Xan and I shared,” the other Spike said softly in an almost dead voice.

“Shared?” Xander asked as he popped one eye open.

Lovers! The thought bounced back and Xander pushed it away. There was something unexamined and way too dangerous about that thought.

“Shared in every way, pet,” The other Spike said as he moved back around to take the remaining spot on the couch.

Xander opened his other eye. He was wedged in between two Spikes on the couch. Danger! Xander’s mind warned.

“Well Xan got this place when he was engaged to Anya!” The original Sunnydale Spike snorted.

“You were engaged to Anya?” The other Spike asked.

Xander nodded. It still hurt a little that she left. After Buffy died, Anya freaked. She didn’t feel safe living on a hell mouth without a slayer. She was only human after all. She’d begged Xander to go with her, but there was no way Xander could live Dawn and Willow, especially not after Giles had returned to England.

“She left,” was all Xander managed to say. Left me lonelier than I’d been before her, he thought.

“And I say, good riddance!” Growled the red shirted Spike. “Bird was nuthin’ but trouble. I mean, good for a toss and a cuddle but..not a keeper.”

“Oh! Like Dru was a real prize,” snorted Xander.

“Oi!” Both Spikes said in harmony then looked at each other. They grinned.

“Was a right proper princes she was,” the black clad Spike said.

“A dark princess,” the red shirted Spike said.

Xander shook his head and said, “She’s a sadistic sociopath that almost makes Angelus look like Prince Charming.”

“I know,” the Spikes sighed.

“Oi, she ever chain ya up in Bristol with a cute little red head cut and bleedin’ just outta reach for a week?” the original Spike asked.

The other Spike ducked his head and sighed, “Yeah. Hate ta admit it…”

“Good times!” They both said.

“Ok!” Xander said as he jumped off the couch. “When I said we’d talk I’d didn’t mean about your seriously creepy ex-girlfriend and the Night of the Living Dead special edition games you used to play.”

“Right,” Xander’s Spike said.

“Sorry, pet,” the other Spike said. “Know you hate the demon reminiscing.”

“STOP calling me PET!”

The other Spike sighed, “Can’t help it. Could call you luv instead.”

“Not unless ya want ta be sportin’ splinters,” Xander’s Spike snapped.

Xander blinked. Luv?

“Anyone else need a beer?” Xander croaked.

Two identical right hands raised high up above the couch. Xander spun around and headed for the kitchen. He had beer. Beer was off the good. Getting of the beer gave him time. Time gave him a chance to think.

As Xander rummaged through the refrigerator, once again unbidden images flooded Xander’s brain. This time they came with sound. There was the soft whisper of skin sliding across skin. The short gasps of unexpected pleasure and the low moans of satisfaction.

“Luv..Pet,” were husky words of worship.

Xander’s hands gripped tightly around the necks of the beer bottles. Thinking was not of the good!

Been too long since Anya left, Xander thought as shut the door with his foot then he fumbled to grab a bottle opener from the drawer. It’s been too long since I’ve tossed my salad, so to speak, though if I keep having the porno version of Spike in my head I may never toss the tomatoes and cucumber again.

Xander’s half hard cock called him a liar. Xander refused to dignify the accusation by even acknowledging it.

When Xander entered the front room both vampires froze. They seemed slightly lift their heads as if they caught a scent. The new Spike smiled at Xander. The old Spike emanated a low growl that was more vibration than sound. Xander swallowed and held out the beers as he headed for the couch.

Each vampire grabbed a cool beverage and used a fingernail to pop the top.

“Show offs,” Xander muttered as he settled back down in the middle on the couch. He used the bottle opener to pry off the small piece of metal away from the cold glass.

“Good, pet,” the new Spike on Xander’s right sighed after he drank deeply of his Samuel Smith.

“Still wish ya drank it warm,” the Spike to his left said.

“My house, my beer, my way,” Xander replied after he swallowed his own swig. The fizzy alcohol settled in his stomach and quickly began to soothe his frayed edges.

“You get used to it,” the Spike on the right said.

The Spike on the left snorted.

“You do?” Xander asked.

“We were together for a long time, pet,” the new Spike said.

“OK..now we are back into the twilight zone talk,” Xander replied.

One Spike sighed. The other sipped quietly on his larger.

“I can’t change the fact I love you, pet,” Spike said.

The other Spike growled low.

“Me? No hey.. not me. Other universe me,” Xander said.

The Spike on the right winced. Then he looked at Xander.

“But you are you..him.”

Xander shook his head emphatically.

“No, look. I don’t know what I was like in this other universe..well OK I know what I was like in this OTHER universe. Whoa! Scary bad ass Xander vampire which is kinda of cool if it wasn’t so wiggy but we’re talking your universe and I don’t’ think I’m like your Xander.”

The black clad vampire smiled, started to laugh and then suddenly traced a thumb gently across Xander’s lips.  The human jumped back on reflex and found himself pressed against the vampire on his left. A gentle hand curled protectively on his shoulder. Ordinarily Xander would have shrugged the hand off, but ordinarily the hand wouldn’t have been there. Besides, it somehow felt right.

“You sound just like him,” the new Spike chuckled.

“Yeah, and wot happened to ‘im?” Xander’s Spike asked as he placed a second hand possessively on Xander’s hip. The vampire’s beer was suddenly on the coffee table.

Spike? Xander thought in confusion. One, Spike had never touched him like this and two, why wasn’t Xander jerking away from him?

“He..I..he’s dead,” the other Spike finally managed to confess.

“DEAD?” Xander gasped while his Spike clenched him tighter.


TBC...



Comments

[shakatany.livejournal.com]

Oooh suspenseful. Going to part 4 but I thought I'd point out a typo: Was a right proper princes she was princess.

Shakatany

[forsaken2003.livejournal.com]

Poor confused Xander and Poor other universe Spike.

[rebcake.livejournal.com]

Red shirted Spike is getting pretty cuddly. This has definite potential.

[mulder200.livejournal.com]

Oh dear! Xander is having naughty thoughts about Spike and things are angsty.

[jirel.livejournal.com]

Sorry, nother typo - not complaining, just pointing it out so you can fix it. "there was no way Xander could live Dawn and Willow" - leave Dawn and Willow.

Enjoying the story.

[skargasm.livejournal.com]

Hmmmm, looking more and more territorial 'Our' Spike - major potential

*wonders off dreaming about being sandwiched between two Spikes....

[laazikaat.livejournal.com]

Two Spikes? That's just plain greedy of Xan. I'll be glad to take one off his hands, lol

[chaoskir.livejournal.com]

Oh wow! Funny update! I do love it when the three are talking to each other. Poor dead Other Universe Xander. Maybe he can come back for New-Spike! Urrgh, very exciting!

[hawk-soaring.livejournal.com]

:) Love the back and forth banter. Can't wait to see what Xan thinks of the other Xan's demise...

[melanie2525.livejournal.com]

Loved the two Spikes replying together....so much fun. But now for the pathos. The other Xander is dead.

[darkangle102.livejournal.com]

poor unispike and confused pet xander , oooh a protective spike , me likey .

[thismaz.livejournal.com]

Hey, nice set up. And I really like the interactions. This world's Spike has suddenly decided to be jealous, eh? *g* There is a path that leads to complications. *runbs hands together in anticipation* Unfortunately, I'm running out of time to read the rest of this, now, but I'll be back.
Hee, and Xander drinks Sammy Smith's. That's good beer, even bottled.

[lil-coyote.livejournal.com]

I think this Xander's already taken. Unless Red Spike wants to share with Black Spike.