Backfire - Spander Files

Spike had reneged and kidnapped or killed Xander? If Angel had simply attacked
Spike, then Willow would surely have been dead.
How the hell did Spike get the upper hand? Spike! When Angel had left the
vampire a hundred years ago, he was still a spoiled fledge who tore through towns
and countries with no regard for strategy and repercussions. Even when they had
run into each other in the 1940’s, the younger vampire had been as immature and as
hapless as ever. Now Spike was running his own household. And his plot devices,
while probably not too carefully thought out, were beginning to match Angelus’
notorious nefarious schemes.
The groan that found its way out of the inner depths of Angel’s soul brought him
back to the present like someone had torn a blindfold off his eyes. Even with his
head down and eyes still clenched tight, he could sense Xander’s presence. He
couldn’t figure out why the boy hadn’t left yet. Didn’t Xander get what was going
on?
Then it occurred to Angel that, yes, Xander knew exactly what was going on.
“You really are a fool, aren’t you?” Xander’s voice had a smoothness to it that
almost frightened Angel. “Chaining yourself to a wall. Ha. You’re the one that
explained this to me.”
There was shuffling in front of him and Angel could feel the heat coming off of
Xander.
“Did you think that I could go home and resume my life? I couldn’t when it was
just Spike inside me. Now it’s you, too.”
Xander had apparently kneeled down in front him and his hands were gripping
Angel’s forearms, pulling them away from knees. Angel raised his head to look into
Xander’s eyes. Eyes that were supposed to be brown, but lust was turning them
black.
“If you really wanted to stay away from me, you could have taken me to Giles’ or
Willow’s at any time. There would have been no way that they would have invited
you or Spike in. If this was really all about you vampires, then I would have found a