Backfire - Spander Files

"You."
“Aahhh. I’m touched. Concerned about little ol’ me, are ya? Let me ease some of
that burden. I’m fine. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a bit of catching up to do.”
Spike gently shoved Xander away from the door. Xander let him, knowing that
fighting it would do no good.
Even though Xander left the crypt just moments after Spike, the vampire was
already almost out of sight. Xander took off at a sprint, doing his best to keep up as
Spike made his way through the recently dark streets. At one point, Xander lost him
all together. However, when he rounded a blind corner, coming out of an alleyway,
he was stopped abruptly by the leather brick wall that is Spike.
The vampire was standing in the parking lot of a brightly lit convenience store.
Xander regained his composure quickly and stepped up next to Spike, mimicking
the vampire’s stance of ramrod straight back and thumbs hooked in belt loops. In
the harsh light of the overhead street lamps, and despite the bruise-blotched face
and shirtlessness under the leather coat, Spike looked extremely menacing. And not
the least bit sexy. Nope.
“Uh, Spike…what are we doing here?”
“Have no bloody idea what you’re doin’ here, mate. I’m here to satisfy a craving
that’s been burning for, oh, about three months now.”
Xander observed the hustle and bustle of the busy store. Four cars in the parking lot.
Almost a dozen people in and around the store itself, including one behind the
counter and a couple kids loitering around the outdoor phone booth. “Um…what
exactly is the plan here, Spike?”
“Plan?”
“I mean, this isn’t really your scene, is it? Unless you plan to, hee-hee, kill all these
people. Oh, god! You’re not planning on killing everyone, are you? ‘Cause, I gotta
say, that would be very very bad. And I’d have to, you know…stop you.” Xander’s
voice wavered a little on that last part. So far, stopping Spike had not been his