AUTHORS: dru & EvilWillow (Go worship the goddess that is EW!)
SERIES: Mile High Club
PAIRING : Spike/Xander, Angelus/Spike, Angelus/Spike/Xander
RATING : NC17 (highly smutty
with plenty of salty goodness!)
DISCLAIMER : We do not own these
characters. We just like putting them in lewd positions!
NOTE : dru wrote Spike and Darla, EvilWillow wrote Xander, Angelus (and Spike during the D/S scenes)
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I can
hear her screaming from outside the house. "Why isn't Xander dust,"'
she screams. I really want to know who she's talking to. And why she's plotting
to kill my new boy. He's been the perfect childe, she shouldn't be wanting him
dust!
As I approach
the door to her room, I hear Spike's voice. And I can't believe my ears. She
brought him here to take out Xander? Fuck. But he hasn't done it, yet, and
that's apparently what she's pissed about.
The
question is, will he? And if so, how do I stop him? I don't want to choose
between my childer. I don't want to--
"I
*should* have dusted you long ago. Perhaps when Xander is gone, I *will*,"
she says. Well, shit. I don't want to choose between my childer and my sire,
either. What the hell is going on here? Am I not allowed to have childer
anymore? And if so, why wasn't *I* informed of this? And could she really take
them out so easily? Without caring how it would hurt me to have them gone?
I know
the answers to those questions. She could and would.
But I
can't let her. They're *my* childer. My blood. And they've done nothing to
deserve this hatred. I raise my hand and knock.
She's
so furious she didn't feel him. But I did. And I'm trying to remember what
we've said. Enough to make him start thinking about whether he's gonna let her
take me and Xan out?
I
know she *did* just threaten to kill me. But that's nothing new. Did he hear
her threaten Xander, though? I dunno. I think I'll know when I see his face,
though.
I
look at William, who's leaning on the chair. Right, like I actually *hurt* him.
"Stand up, William. Be a demon. For once."
"WHO
IS IT?" I scream through the door.
I open
the door and walk inside. She's surprised and something else. Worried? She should
be. She knows that I'm protective of my childer. "Darla. I brought dinner.
It's tied up in the library."
I look
over at Spike and he has a hopeful expression on his face. I wonder, would he
have gone through with it? Staked Xander? From what I heard earlier today, it
sounded like they were getting along quite well. "Spike. Where's
Xander?"
To
tell or not to tell. That *is* the question. "He took off. Darla and I
were just talking about how I was gonna look for him. You want to help?"
Take that, Darla.
"No,"
I say sternly. "Angelus will *not* be accompanying you. Find him and bring
him back here. Once you do that, you're free to hunt the slayer for all I care.
Just bring him back."
It
clearly hasn't occurred to Darla that I might have overheard their
'conversation'. Or maybe she just doesn't care? I hate that thought, but it
makes a lot of sense. "And why wouldn't I go with Spike to find my
childe?" I ask.
I
walk over to him seductively. My childe. My mate. My Angelus. One of the best
vampires to ever be created. That's what he is, what I made, the best.
I
purr as I rub against him. "Because," I whisper in his ear, while
trailing my finger down his fly, "because I *need* you *here*. *Inside*
the house, with *me*. Remember?"
She thinks
I'm that easy? Well... maybe I have been, in the past. But she has the ability
to blind me to other things, some times.
Not now,
however.
And I
really want to know why Xander took off. Did he feel threatened? Was he afraid?
Damn it, I should have been here for him. And I haven't been. Not for several
days. So maybe he wouldn't have even come to me for protection.
And
that's not right.
I grab
her wrist. "You're safe here with the minions to protect you. Xander, on
the other hand, is not. So I'm sorry, Darla, but Spike and I are going to find
him. And then I'll be snapping a few of those minions' necks, for letting my
week-old childe leave on his own when they have specific orders to protect him
when he goes hunting.
Now *this*
is working even better than the plan to take him off for a night of shagging.
'Cause I'm still taking him off for a night of shagging, but we're *also* going
to find Xander like he wants. So I don't even have to convince him to come out
with me.
And
apparently Darla has no say in the matter. And yeah I *love* that. I think I
sense a little chill in the air, too. He's ticked at her for plotting against
his childer. I'm just trying not to grin at how well this is all going.
I
should have thought of this before. I don't want to do it, but- a promise is a
promise.
"Angelus,
it's been almost two weeks. And that boy has looked at me with nothing but
contempt. His efforts to please were sorely lacking, as well. He is disobedient
and will probably lead the slayer right to our home.
"You
will bring him back here by dawn. And you will stake him in my chambers."
There
is nothing more to say, so I turn and head for my study.
"No.
I won't," I reply calmly.
I
stop when I hear his response. He dares to defy me?
Rule
number one of being a master? Have loyal subjects.
"Fine,"
I tell him without turning. "If you respect our mating and bonds *that*
little, then pack your bags and go live in exile with your bastards. It's of no
consequence to me anymore."
I turn to
Spike. "Spike, wait for me in the living room, please."
I turn
back to Darla once Spike has gone. "I won't destroy Xander, Love. He's
done everything you've asked. Just because he doesn't cheerfully accept your
hatred, that doesn't mean he's not trying. *You're* the one who never
tried." She growls in response but I continue. "You didn't want him
around, and I think you made up your mind not to accept him, no matter *what*
he did.
"And
the only reason he left, I imagine, is because he found out why you'd brought
Spike here."
I
turn to him and look. *Really* look.
I'm
just beyond anger now. He *really* *is* going to leave to be with them. I can
see it in his eyes, right now. He might not realize it, but I know it's true. I
suppose it's just like how the Master knew that I was leaving with the rogue.
I
can't help but smile. I guess what goes around, comes around.
"I
told you, as your mate, as your sire, as your master, what I wanted. Regardless
of the reasons, you should act on those wishes. And you have. You're ignored
them. *Refused* them, even. If you think that little of me, then-"
I
can't believe that I've actually learned from the Master. I should have
listened when he said Angelus would do me no good. He was right. My ignoring
him cost me more than half my life.
I
yank off the bracelet that Angelus took from a Duchess after we drained her,
the first week after leaving the Master. We'd just claimed each other as mates
and he gave me this as a symbol of that claiming.
"*You* are not the master, *I* am; yet you refuse to
treat me as such. I can't do it anymore, Angelus. I cannot, and *will* not,
stand here and argue with you over your need to have childer that don't adhere
to the rules of our clan when you yourself refuse to follow them."
"Here,"
I say as I hold the bracelet out. "Take it and leave. I'll have the
minions pack your things. You can pick them up tomorrow after sunset."
I take
the bracelet. I guess I knew she'd eventually make me choose. Or ... no. She
has to make it seem like she's doing the choosing. And after all, she did, when
she started to plot against my childer.
"You
know what's funny, Darla?" I say. "After all our centuries together,
you still don't know me or trust me.
"Did
you ever wonder why Spike never tried to get revenge for all the 'punishments'
you doled out on him? Let me explain, because I never wondered. I knew why. He
understood me enough to know that I wouldn't have stood for it. He knew what
you never did. I wouldn't have *killed* him for going after you, I would have
tortured him for as long as I lived, for destroying my sire, mate and lover.
"Because
you see, I loved you. I still do. And while I am fond of my childer, I don't
love them the way I love you. But family is important to me, Darla. And I will
not let anyone, not even you, destroy them.
"If
only you had just trusted me... known that they weren't really a threat...
" I shrug. "I *would* have stayed with you for all eternity." And
with that I turn to go.
As
he's leaving, I say, "I could no more accept your childer as just that,
than the Master could accept you as *my* childe, Angelus. He always said you
either have a mate or childer. I wanted to prove to him that we could have
both. I wanted to show him so much. But he was right and I was wrong.
Especially in regard to us. We both
seek childer that are like us, willful, disobedient, and greedy.
"And
maybe you *did* love me, in your own way. Maybe you still do. But what we *had*,
what I built my eternity on, is gone. Perhaps it was foolish of me to think
that we could be together after your soul. I wanted us to be, so desperately. I
wanted my mate back. But whatever was there in your eyes, Angelus, died when
the soul came back, and it never returned. I don't feel it, and I can't ignore
that anymore. It's just… finished."
And
I can't believe I'm doing this. I can't believe that I just let him walk away.
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