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and....slept. ************************************************************************ Spike was still stunned by the memory of that night. No one had ever apologized to him before and meant it. In all his one hundred and forty years not... one... person...except Xander... that had hurt him had ever admitted to being wrong, much less felt such remorse over having caused that hurt. No one had ever cried over him period. His demon reacted like a puppy rescued from the pound. It all but wriggled in joy, when Xander paid attention to him. Xander belonged to him. Period. He just didn’t know it... yet. But he would. The car came to a stop in the cavernous parking garage of the fortress and brought Spike out of his reverie. Tomas sighed and turned of the engine. "We’re home." The growl of a bike could be heard coming closer, finally the bike itself became visible as Rusaka steered it into the garage and brought it to a stop next to the car. Chapter 10: Companions 8 Back to index Disclaimer: all characters belong to their original creators. I am making no profit from them. All original characters are mine. Any resemblance to persons living or deceased is purely coincidental. No harm is intended to any person real, created, living, deceased, or any financial/corporate entity by the publication of this story. It is a fiction, therefore a product of my imagination only and should not be construed as a reflection on the character, personality, sexual preferences or religious beliefs of any real person or place, living or deceased, actual or created. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The car came to a stop in the cavernous parking garage of the fortress and brought Spike out of his reverie. Tomas sighed and turned off the engine. "We’re home." The growl of a bike could be heard coming closer, finally the bike itself became visible as Rusaka steered it into the garage and brought it to a stop next to the car. ******************************************************************************** Spike pushed open the door and slowly slid out from under Xander. He then turned and pulled the boy out with Tomas supporting his shoulders and Sinjin lifting his legs out. Then Spike slid his arms under the boy one under his back and the other under his knees and lifted, cradling the boy close to his chest, with his head resting against a hard collarbone. Tomas was busy fiddling with a box on the wall, and the garage door closed with a metallic clang. Then Tomas muttered the words that activated the wards and protection spells that surrounded the warehouse. Spike could feel a tingling sensation across his scalp and down his back, as they were activated. He hated magic and he was irritated that he felt grateful for the protection, but he was vulnerable with both arms occupied holding a still sleeping boy, so he accepted it. Until he got Xander safe inside and in a bed he was going to be unhappy, he was barely holding his human face as it was. That done they migrated as a group toward what looked like a maintenance closet in the shadows at the back of the garage, with Tomas and Sinjin on either side of Spike and Ru closing in behind him. Tomas muttered another word and a section of wall twenty feet or so, to the left of the gray door swung outward and they entered single file, Spike entered first carrying Xander and then the others followed. The door closed behind them, and there was a sudden noise that had Spike whirling around in game face snarling and hissing. Sinjin grinned at the agitated vampire. "It’s just the scent neutralizers Spike, just calm down. Nothing is going to get to Xander in here. We installed the system just in case someone gets through the outer layer of wards. They won’t be able to trace anything by scent. The system automatically comes on when the door closes; a harmless mist is released that wipes out all the scents in the area. The same system is in the sewer tunnels for about a mile in every direction, from the entrances. We use a
different route to the fortress every time we come and go; the scent neutralizers just make us more secure." "You coulda warned me ya wanker," Spike snarled through his fangs, glaring yellow eyed at the amused human. "Why would I do that? I like seeing you go all fangy," Sinjin purred. He sidled up to the upset vampire and ran gentle fingers over his brow ridges. "Besides you’re near enough to family as doesn’t matter, and I got privileges." And then he kissed the wide eyed vampire on the cheek and grinned mischievously. "Sinjin," Ru said with amused exasperation clear in his voice. "Stop teasing Spike and let’s get Xander settled." As they moved down the narrow passageway, they passed several anonymous doors on both sides, and then Tomas indicated the blank wall between the last two doors. "This is it." He hummed a tune and lines of light began to form on the wall, resolving into the shape of a door. The light brightened and seemed to sink into the wall creating hairline cracks, and the cracks widened as a door pivoted out. Tomas gestured for Spike to walk through and the other three followed close on his heels. Spike found himself in a round room made of some kind of unidentifiable metal. The metal was smooth and completely seamless; there were no markings of any kind. The door closed noiselessly behind them and disappeared as though it had never existed. The tube began to turn, and then he could feel it descending. It continued down a minute or so, and then slowed to a stop. The tube revolved again, Tomas hummed another tune and the light show and door trick gave an encore, this time the door opened out into a wine cellar. Spike had seen enough. He was tired and his emotions had been on a wild rollercoaster ride all night. "Bloody buggerin fuck," he growled impatiently. "Just get us where we’re going already. I feel like a rat in a feckin maze." They walked through the wine cellar, and up the short flight of steps and came out in the familiar confines of the kitchen. "It’s Bout soddin time," he snarked. I’m taking Xander to ’is room and putting him ta bed." He stalked off to Xander’s bedroom, and carefully laid the boy on the bed. He ran his hand through the soft hair and gently brushed a cheek with his fingertips, the boy unconsciously turned his face into the soft caress in his sleep, causing Spike to smile. He moved to the foot of the bed and removed shoes and socks, and then stripped the boy to his boxers. He rolled him carefully onto his side and pulled the bedcovers down on one side and worked them down until he could slip the boy under them and pull them up to his chin. He turned on the bathroom light and cracked the door, turned off the bedroom lights and silently left the room, content that Xander was safe finally and resting peacefully. When Spike finally emerged, he sauntered into the den dropping his duster down his arms as he walked; he laid the duster across the back of the couch, after digging out his fags and lighter, and dropped into a chair, with a sigh. There was a fire in the fireplace putting out the only light in the room. Tomas poured JD into a tall glass and handed it to him without comment. Everyone sat in silence while Spike downed the entire glass without pause and handed it back to Tomas for a refill. Taking the refilled glass he set it on the table beside the chair, shook out a fag and lit it. He took a long drag and relaxed back into the comfort of the overstuffed chair and spoke up. "Alright tell me what’s up with Xander." Tomas looked at Sinjin and sighed. "Do you want to start or should I?" Sinjin thought about it for moment. "No, you go ahead; I can chime in if I need to, as you go along." Tomas took a sip of his drink and cleared his throat. "There’s so much to tell, I’m at a loss as to where to start." "Right now, all I want to know what’s wrong with Xander. We can get to any other stuff later," Spike said tiredly. "Well that’s just it, there is nothing wrong, per se, In fact you could say it’s right." Spike snorted, making plain his opinion to that. "It’s a natural occurrence for us at a given point late in our teen years usually," Tomas continued patiently. "We call it changeover. The whole process usually takes about
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