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Harry Potter and The Hidden Agenda	By : emeraldisle Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 16324 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Xander hurried out of the conference room hoping to catch Spike. He looked around the area to find that the man was no were around there. He heard a door slam above and realized he'd gone up to his room. He rushed up the stairs and went to the room Spike had chosen earlier in the day. He stood outside the door debating for half a second before he opened the door and walked right in.

Spike had lit a cigarette and was looking out the window into the dark city when he heard his door open. He spun around to see Xander standing there. "Get out," he growled. He didn't want to hear Xander's platitudes on the subject of them being soul-mates. He didn't want his disgust or his pity either. He just wanted to forget this whole thing. So much for thinking that they might be friends, he should have known better. Xander would never see him as anything but the monster he was. When Xander didn't move he took a step forward while continuing to glare at him. "Have you gone deaf? I said get out," Spike shouted.

"No," Xander told him in an even voice. "I'm not leaving Spike, not until we talk this out. You left before you could let me explain."

"What's there to explain," Spike said not giving him the chance now either. "You don't like vampires. We both know that. You've made it clear enough over the years. We're all evil, twisted monsters, right? We can never change no matter what and we're not something to get romantically involved with." He took a hit off his cigarette trying not to show how much it hurt to know Xander thought all that. He figured him saying it would be less painful then hearing it from Xander's mouth. How wrong he was for it still cut into him just as if he had stabbed him with a knife.

"No, that's not it at all Spike," Xander stated. "When I saw your name there I was confused because Wesley had told us when I was near my soul-mate I would be able to tell them by certain signs like you'd smell better than others and I'd feel all protective and such. I hadn't noticed any of that so I couldn't figure out what was going on. I wasn't upset that it was you Spike. I admit I was surprised it was, but I'm not upset. I admit in the past we didn't always get along. I mean we both tried to kill each other however, the last couple of months I've really come to value your friendship. Hell, I think I've spent more time with you then I have with Anya or anyone else for that matter," he told him. He went over to sit down on the couch. "Think we can try and figure this out?"

Spike listened to him and he had to agree that they had been spending a lot of time together lately. He thought back over the last couple of months and how close they had gotten. He also remembered several dreams he'd had which Xander had the starring role. He of course had never mentioned them to the other man since he hadn't wanted to embarrass either of them. To his knowledge, Xander had never been interested in other men and he had never thought in his wildest dreams that he could be interested in him. He took a hit off his cigarette as he moved to join Xander on the couch. "Maybe," he said grudgingly.   "Didn't think you were into men."

Xander blushed slightly at that. "I've noticed a few here and there. I just never acted on it," he explained. "In high school I was too afraid too and then I got involved with Anya. I'm not one to cheat so sort of limited my options. Doesn't mean I hadn't thought about it or wondered." He glanced over at Spike as he said that last part and blushed a bit more as he remembered a few dreams of his own that had centered on the blonde vampire. He looked back down at his hands. "As for you being a vampire Spike, I don't care about that. You're a good man. You're not the big bad anymore, no matter how much you say you still are."

"No need to be insulting," Spike grumbled. He had noticed the look and the blush. He liked what that might mean. So Xander had thought about him that way. That was encouraging. He reached over to set his hand on Xander's knee. "So why'd the expert say you weren't sensing me as your mate?" he asked.

Xander looked down at the hand on his knee feeling a bit distracted by the heat it generated in him. "Um… because you don't have your soul yet," he explained.   "Since it is a soul-mate bond once you have your soul he said I should sense you as my mate."

"Makes sense I suppose," Spike said as he finished his cigarette and stood up to put it out. He walked back to the window only to then glance back to look at Xander. "So once I have my soul I'll be acceptable," he said and then continue to look out the window.

"No, you are acceptable right now," Xander said as he got up again and walked over to him. He put his hand on Spike's shoulder and turned him so he could look into Spike's face. He couldn't read any emotion on the other man's face so it made it more difficult to tell what Spike was thinking. "I told you before, back in Sunnydale, that I don't think the soul would change anything for you. You've been fighting the good fight for a while now. You made the choice to change all on your own. The soul might make it easier, but what is in here," he said putting his hand on Spike's chest over his heart, "that won't change." He knew that what had really made it possible for Spike to change was being free from his past and being with others who had accepted him as he was.

Spike looked Xander in the eyes trying to determine if he really meant what he was saying or if he was just stringing him along until Angel did the ritual and his soul returned. Gazing into those chocolaty warm eyes, he saw truth shining within them. He decided a test was in order. He leaned in close and brushed his lips across Xander's. When the man didn't pull away, he made it into a full kiss although he kept it teasing and full of promise.

The lips that touched his were soft yet firm. Even though it was a bit girlie to admit it as the kiss progressed Xander felt as if it was the sweetest kiss he had ever experienced in his life. When it ended, it left him aching for more. He leaned down not letting Spike move away so that he could kiss him. He deepened the kiss only slightly, moving his lips over Spike's; delighting in the taste of him. By the time the kiss was done, he felt lightheaded and his heart was pounding in his chest.

"Well, I'd say we're both agreeable then aren't we pet?" Spike stated more than asked. He liked how flushed Xander looked right then and knowing he was the cause of it. He thought about kissing him again, and was about to, when he suddenly felt lightheaded. He shook his head then everything started to spin.

"Whoa there Spike," Xander said noticing him going even paler than normal. He slipped an arm about his waist and guided him over to the couch. They'd almost made it too before Spike went limp and Xander had to catch him before he collapsed to the floor. He set him on the couch holding him close against himself. "Spike, are you alright?" he asked seeing that the other man was still conscious.

"Spike?" he asked shaking his head. "My name is William. Where am I?" The last thing he remembered was running out of Cecilie's party upset at her cruel words to his poetry. Wait there had been the woman with the dark hair who had comforted him in the alley, he thought. He glanced around the room as he tried to remember after that point. He glanced at the man beside him who was holding him with such familiarity. "Who are you?"

"I'm Xander," he said wondering what the hell was going on. He looked into Spike's eyes seeing softness there he'd never really seen before along with fear and confusion. He didn't like seeing that fear in his eyes. He would do whatever he had to in order to get rid of it and make sure it didn't appear again. "It's going to be all right. We'll figure it out."

William nodded and then everything started to swirl in his mind again. The memories came back of what all had happened after he'd met the dark haired woman. He remembered being turned and how Angelus molded him into the monster he relished being for the last century. "Oh my God," he said shaking slightly as it all hit him at once. "What have I done? What have I become?" He broke away from Xander and ran for the bathroom where he proceeded to lose the contents of his stomach.

Xander followed him and poured him a glass of water along with a wet wash cloth to hand to him. "Here this might help," he said to Spike as the man straightened up.

Flushing the toilet Spike looked at him and nodded before taking the glass to rinse his mouth out with. "Thanks," he said softly. He took the cloth and washed off his face. His soul returning was like integrating a split personality. It was taking two very different beings and merging them into one being. It was a shock at first. The only advantage he had was he had the memories of why he'd changed to begin with. It wasn't being turned. No, he had been the same mamma's boy he'd always been before Dru had turned him. Angelus had changed him. He had tormented, pushed, and twisted him until he became just as brutal and violent as Angelus was. It was one of the reasons he had taken on the name of Spike; he had no longer felt he was William Malfoy any longer. It was only in the last year or so that he had felt a connection to his past self; to the man he had been before Angelus had sunk his claws into him. Now he knew he was a mixture of the two. He had all of Spike's strengths while all of William's sensitivity and caring. He didn't have to be the monster anymore. He wasn't either extreme that he always thought he had to be. As a man he had thought he had to be rigidly on the side of the light and as a vampire he thought he had to be the evilest of evil; now he was somewhere in the middle. He was grey as it should be.

"Spike, are you okay?" Xander asked. Seeing the other man nod Xander guided him back over to the couch. Once they sat down, he slipped his arm about Spike's shoulders and held him close. He couldn't help but notice that the man smelt different. He breathed in deep thinking he smelled of vanilla and wood shavings. "Want to tell me what happened?" he asked.

"Angel did the ritual," Spike said resting against Xander feeling very comfortable in that spot. "My soul is back. At first, I didn't remember anything after I was turned and then it all came back. Hit kind of hard, mate. I mean hard to accept what all I did at first. Now it's strange, but it's something I can accept about myself. Not like I'm going to get all broody like peaches. I think though it's time I go back to my old name of William. I'm not the same person I was when I took the name of Spike. I can be, don't get me wrong." He felt Xander nuzzling his neck and sniffing there. "What are you doing pet?"

Xander blushed and pulled away. "Sorry, it's just you smell damn good," he explained. "I was listening. I'm just having trouble keeping my distance I guess," he admitted feeling very embarrassed. He just hoped that Spike, well William, he corrected himself, didn't notice his arousal.

William lifted an eyebrow at him. "I do, do I? What do I smell like?" he asked with a slight smirk on his face.

"Like fresh wood shavings with a hint of vanilla," Xander said blushing even more as he felt William's eyes upon him. "I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable. I just can't get enough of that smell." It was intoxicating and it drew him in. He wanted to bury his nose against William's neck. He was also feeling a tug within him that made him ache to draw the other man closer into his arms and hold him tighter. He longed to make him his and his alone.

"It's the bond," William told him. He felt it too. A pull within him that demanded he get closer to Xander. He felt a need to claim him as his; to mark him as his mate so that no other would dare to come near him. "I feel it too Xander. It wants us to complete the bond making us one."

Xander swallowed at that suddenly feeling a bit nervous. "You mean have sex," he said more than asked. "How do we, I mean does it matter who...um...well, who does what?" he asked hoping that his soon to be mate knew what he meant.

Spike chuckled at that even as he leaned in to nuzzle against Xander's throat. "No, it doesn't matter," he told him knowing Xander was asking about who penetrated who. He ran his tongue over Xander's ear. "I know you never did with a guy, you said as much, but what about demon girl?" he asked letting his hot breath blow over Xander's ear.

Xander shivered with the sensations that Spike sent down his spine. "Anya was adventurous," he admitted. "I mean she let me, but I never let her use anything back there," he told him blushing the whole time. He couldn't believe they were having this conversation. He was really enjoying the way William was kissing and nuzzling his neck. He needed to think and he couldn't do that with William so close to him. He pulled away and got up. He walked a bit away to then turn and face him. "I don't get this. I have this almost primitive need to stake my claim on you or maybe have you claim me, I don't know. I don't think it matters which," he admitted. "It's crazy. I've never felt this way before. I can't seem to get close enough to you. I have this ache within me that gets worse when I'm further from you. When I'm near you though I can't think straight and now I'm starting to babble which is so not cool. Really doesn't help with making me look good."

William smiled slightly as he listened to him. He hadn't been happy when Xander had left his arms since he too was feeling that need to claim the other man. When he started to babble Spike understood it was from nerves over not really understanding about the bond and what it was doing. "Xander, just relax and let nature take its course. The bond is just urging us to complete it is all. Once we do you won't feel that ache anymore, I promise."

Xander took a deep breath and tried to relax; it just wasn't that easy. "I'm trying Spike, I mean William. It's just I don't know what I'm doing. If you were a woman, I'd know what to do. I don't have the first clue as to what to do with a guy."

William stood up and walked over to him. "It's not all that different pet," he told him. He reached over to put his hand on Xander's cheek letting his thumb caress Xander's lower lip with his thumb. "The big difference is deciding who tops and who bottoms. Now some blokes always top and some always bottom, where as others switch. It all depends on the blokes and the relationship," he explained even as he inched closer. His other hand settled on Xander's hip for now. "I admit I've done both, I prefer to top but I'm willing to bottom for you."

"Oh," Xander said. He let his tongue dart out to lick over William's thumb. He was going on instinct here and knowing what he enjoyed. He took the half step closer that was needed so that their bodies were almost touching. He thought it was incredibly generous and sweet of William to offer to bottom when it wasn't his preference to do. He released William's thumb and then leaned in to kiss him. His lips moved over his and when he felt William's mouth open, his tongue darted out to meet his. He moaned softly as his desires started to rise.

William slid his hand from Xander's hip to his buttock giving it a squeeze as he pulled him tightly to him. Kissing Xander back it seemed to go on forever as their tongues danced and dueled. His hand glided over Xander's chest not liking the t-shirt that kept him from feeling the warm flesh beneath. He let go of Xander long enough to take hold of his shirt and rip it down the center leaving it in tatters; now his hands could explore unfettered.

"Hey, I liked that shirt," Xander protested and thus breaking the kiss. The shirt was quickly forgotten as William's nails grazed over his nipples. If he had thought that sensation was incredible it was nothing compared to what he felt when William found his nipple with his mouth. "Oh my gods," Xander moaned out. Now he finally understood why Anya had liked it when he'd suckled upon her breasts. His hands went to William's head holding on to him, both to hold him close as well as for support. Each tug of his lips caused a surge down to his shaft making it throb and ache with desire.

William switched from one nipple to the other giving it the same treatment liking the sounds that Xander was making as he did so.   He lifted his head to look at Xander. "Like that do you pet?" he asked with his usual smirk on his face.

Xander was trying to catch his breath after the assault of those new sensations upon his body. Seeing that smirk on William's face, well he saw it as a challenge that he couldn't help but take. He reached out to pull William's shirt off and over his head. "Yeah I do," he told him. He decided it was time he started to give and see if he couldn't drive William as crazy with desire as he was feeling. He leaned in and began kissing, nibbling and licking along William's collar bone. He blazed a trail downward from there towards his nipples.

William moaned softly not at all about to complain as Xander turned the tables. He let his hands roam over Xander's shoulders and back enjoying the feel of him even as Xander teased him. William's head fell back as Xander found his nipples. "Oh," he moaned as he felt the other man's tongue on the one circling it repeatedly then flicking it before suckling upon it. Obviously, Xander knew how to do this, he thought. Spike felt his arousal grow harder and begin to press against the zipper of his jeans.

Xander not only suckled upon the nipple but also would occasionally nip at it with his teeth. As he moved his mouth over to the other nipple, he let his hand slide down William's stomach towards his pants to start undoing them. He had undone the button and had started on the zipper when he felt the hand on his stopping him. He lifted his head and straightened up wondering why William had stopped him.

"Let's go to the bed where we'll be more comfortable pet," William told him. Truth was he wasn't sure how much more teasing he could take. He hadn't been with anyone in a long time and he wasn't sure if he could withstand a great amount of foreplay this first time. He took Xander's hand in his and began to lead him over. He could tell the man was nervous again. He shouldn't have said anything and just lead him over he thought to himself. He sat down on the bed to take of his shoes and socks. He looked at Xander standing before him looking so beautiful, so sexy, and so unsure. "Come here love," he said even as he reached out to take hold of Xander's hips and pull him closer.

So much for turning the tables, Xander thought as he was pulled closer and he felt William's warm breath on his lower stomach making him pulse with desire. He felt his tongue on his belly button and he was so intent on that he didn't even notice his jeans and boxers going down until he felt the cool air on his shaft. He didn't have a chance to feel embarrassed or to wonder what was going to happen next before William's tongue was circling the head of his shaft. "Oh gods," he groaned. His hands went to William's hair as he clung to him. This was one thing Anya wouldn't do for him. It had always been about her pleasure and her orgasms. When William took all of him in his mouth, Xander was sure he was going to collapse right there with the pleasure of it. His moans became quite loud and could be heard down the hall since they had not used any silencing charms.

William would have loved to take him all the way to completion this way; however, he knew the bond would not be satisfied like that.   He used his mouth and tongue on him for a bit while his one hand held his hip. His other hand reached lower to caress his velvety sack. He heard Xander's moans grow even louder and knew he was beyond worry now. He lifted his head and then moved to stand up so he could get rid of his pants. After hearing Xander moan like that, let alone tasting and touching him, his shaft was begging to be free of the restraint of his clothes.

"Let me," Xander said. His breathing was ragged with passion. He undid William's pants and pulled them off finding that the man had no underwear beneath them. Seeing his shaft spring free he reached forward to let his fingers run over the length, first tentatively and then with more confident strokes.

"Oh yeah," William moaned loving the feel of his hand on him. "Xander, how do you want me?" he asked. Seeing the other man's confused look he explained. "Position Xander, I'm flexible enough to do any position for bottom even face to face, so what position would you like?"

"I...um well actually I'd like you to top," Xander said as he continued to caress him. "You know what you're doing and you prefer it. Figure another time maybe we can switch it around," he said to him. "We'll see."

William moaned at both the touches and from Xander's words. He leaned in to kiss his soon to be lover. "I won't betray that trust," he told him. He thought about positions. Face to face, he thought was best so he could see him; however, it wasn't always the most comfortable especially for your first time. He broke the kiss and moved to grab his wand from his pants before lying back on the bed. He set the wand beside him before motioning for Xander up to him.

Xander kicked off the last of his pants and boxers that had pooled at his feet. He climbed onto the bed so that he was next to William. He wasn't sure what would happen next. He was lying on his side facing William and leaned in to kiss him again. He doubted he would ever get enough of his kisses.

While kissing him back William pulled Xander on top of him so that Xander was laying the full length of his body. He moaned as their arousals pressed against one another. When the kiss ended, he looked up into Xander's eyes liking how they had darkened with passion. "I want you to straddle me Xander," he told him; of course when the man did that their arousals ground together making them both moan. Spike reached for his wand to say a spell that he hadn't used in a long time. "Lubricus quod tendo," he said and then tapped his shaft with his wand to mutter, "lubricus."

Xander gasped as he felt his entrance stretch out and fill with something warm and slick feeling. He had a good idea it was a lubrication of some sort. He knew from his experiences with Anya that stretching before hand was necessary, obviously, though William knew a way to do it with magic. A little warning before hand would have been nice he thought.

William put his hands on Xander's hips and lifted him up above his arousal; he then slowly lowered him down until his tip was at his entrance. "Now lower yourself down taking as much as you want as you can," he told him. It was taking all his effort not to just thrust up into him, as he wanted to. The last few male lovers he'd had were all vampires. It wasn't as if he'd had to worry about injury with them. With Xander, it was different; even if he didn't have to worry about injury he still wouldn't want to have hurt him. The thought of hurting him made him hurt.

Xander realized that even though William was topping he was really in control of the situation. He put his hands on William's chest as he slowly lowered himself onto his shaft. He moaned as he felt the firm flesh spear him and begin to fill him up. At first it felt incredible then as more of the shaft entered him, it felt more as if he was being split in two. He wasn't too sure about this however; the bond, his desires and the look of passion on William's face encouraged him to continue. He didn't realize his nails dug into William's chest or how he shook slightly as he inched down on the shaft until he had all of him within his channel.

William ignored the sting of the nails as they dug into his skin. He was more enthralled at watching his lover and the feeling of him encasing his shaft. "Xander," he moaned barely managing in keeping his hips still once Xander came to rest upon. He let his hands glide over the other man's body caressing every inch of skin he could hoping to refuel any desire he might have lost during the first penetration.

Xander held still for a moment getting used to the feeling of being so full back there. It was different, that was for sure he thought. He felt his desire grow again as William caressed him. He relaxed his muscles, which actually helped. He slowly lifted his hips and came back down equally as slow. He was trying to find a steady rhythm that William seemed to enjoy and would do something for himself. While William was moaning away and was really getting into it he was barely getting anywhere. It was ok, pleasant even. He loved the feel of William's touch and he knew he'd eventually find release from that, but he could see why William preferred to top.

William moved his hands back to Xander's hips to help shift him and the angle of his thrusts. That was the only problem with this position he thought. Yes, it gave the virgin the advantage of being in control while at the same time it limited them in not being able to find the right angle without help unless they were told about it ahead of time. He had to shift Xander three times before he got the response he was looking for and when he did he gripped Xander's hips tight making sure he didn't change the angel.

"Holy fucking shit," Xander screamed out as he came down and William's shaft hit something within him. He didn't know what that spot was called, but he was going to make sure it was hit again. Forget topping, forget blow jobs, forget anything else, having that spot hit was better than anything else he thought before it was hit again and then all thinking stopped. He was a mass of writhing flesh. His thrusting became faster and harder; each thrust hit that spot repeatedly. His moans grew louder and louder with each one to where he was almost screaming.

William's moans were almost as loud. His hips were now moving upwards to match Xander's downward motions. His hand found Xander's shaft stroking it in time with the thrusts wanting them to climax together. He knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer. With his other hand, he pushed himself up into a sitting position. He claimed Xander's mouth in a heated kiss and then exclaimed, "Mine."

"Yours," Xander told him and titled his head to the side allowing William access to his neck. With those words, he felt something within him grow and then wrap around them both. It wasn't visible yet Xander could feel it tighten around them. It seemed to cocoon them in this warm essence. It only added to what he was feeling at that moment.

William might have felt it however; he was lost at the moment in the need to claim his mate. His face vamped out and he bit down on Xander between the neck and shoulder, hard enough to leave a scar, one that would mark him and that other vampires would sense. He took a gulp of blood and then pulled his head back. "Xander," he cried out as his climax hit a thousand times more powerful than he had ever felt before.

"William," Xander screamed in pleasure. They climaxed together and something within Xander seemed to shatter with it. The magical shockwaves from it went past their room to be felt by the others. The cocoon of magic that had been around them moved in closer and melted into their skin binding them as one. Xander collapsed against William's shoulder gasping in air as his body continued to hum not only from his sexual climax but from the release of his magic and also from their bonding. "Gods, that was incredible," he told him although he wasn't even sure that word described it. "Have you ever felt something like that?" he asked even though he was still breathless.

"No love I haven't," William admitted to him. He held him close and ran a soothing hand down his back. He could feel the bond within him connecting them. It felt right. As if a part of him had always been missing and had finally come back to him. He moved them gently so that they were lying sideways on the bed facing one another. "We're mates now love; now and forever," he told him gently.

"I know," Xander said with a smile. He could feel it as well and he felt wonderful. He felt wanted and cherished. He felt as if he really did have a family. He leaned in and gently kissed William. "I could definitely get used to this," he told him.

"Good, because I'm not going anywhere," William told him. He grabbed his wand to do a quick cleaning spell before he reached down for the covers to pull them up and over them. He had a bit of trouble where they were snagged under their legs, but eventually he got them figured out. "For now though we should get some sleep. Peaches or Giles will probably have us up at dawns early light."

"If not him then Severus," Xander said with a yawn. He snuggled in close finding he really liked the snuggling part. He'd never had hugs or his mother holding him as a child so this part he liked. He was quite comfortable thank you and was all for it. "Good night William," he told him.

"Good night, love," he told him before using his wand to put out the lights. He then slipped the wand onto the nightstand. He cuddled up with Xander before giving into sleep.

Unbeknownst to either of them on their left arms were tattoos of a badger with a raven.

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Severus stormed back down the stairs muttering. "Blasted boy, damn vampire," he said as he reached the ground floor and saw the group look at him.

"Is something wrong?" Angel asked as he looked at the wizard and the phoenix in tow. He had to wonder what could have happened to cause the man to be so aggravated and to bring him back down here.

"A couple of things actually," Severus stated. "The first being that boy Xander and the vampire with him; I swear he is just like his father. I will make sure tomorrow he learns about silencing charms. Malfoy should have known about them, however, and I see no reason he did not put them up before they went about sealing their bond," he explained with a slight growl.

"You mean you could hear them up there and you didn't call us? Damn, I missed it?" Faith asked. Just as she finished saying that, the shockwaves went through from Xander's and William's bonding. "Whoa, yeah I guess I missed it. Man, I should have some great dreams tonight." She saw a few of the men roll their eyes at her for that one. She just stuck out her tongue and gave them a raspberry.

"You said there was another problem Severus," Giles said as he looked at his friend. "What is it?"

"It is good and bad. The bad part is I can no longer spy on the Dark Lord," Severus explained. He rolled up his sleeve to show that he no longer had the dark mark on his arm. "When I bonded with Fawkes it severed the bond with the Dark Lord and the dark mark disappeared. I had no idea that would happen. I had thought nothing could remove it." He didn't mention the fact that it had been extremely painful when it had happened either, or the fact that it had eaten away on itself leaving a gaping wound that Fawkes' tears had cured.

"Severus, we can find other ways to spy on him. Your freedom from that madman is far greater," Giles told him. "You have truly received a second chance. Be glad for that for not many get such gifts."

"I am, it was just a shock. I have been spying on the dark lord for so long; to be free of that is not something I ever thought was possible," Severus stated. "To be free of his dark magic is a gift I shall always cherish."

"Well on that note we should all get some rest. It is late and we've all had a long day.   We also have a busy day planned for tomorrow," Giles reminded them. He picked up his book planning to do some more reading while in bed. He doubted he would get much sleep, which was not unusual for him.

"You sure I can't tempt you?" Faith said to Severus only to get a glare back. "Fine, be that way Grumpy. There we go now I have a name for you," she stated with a grin. "Even he, though, came around eventually to Snow White," she added before going up the stairs.

"She's going to be the death of me," Severus muttered to himself before slowly following her up the stairs to go to his room with just Fawkes in tow.

"I'm putting my money on Faith," Angel told Wesley as they walked up the stairs.

"Oh I'm not so foolish as to not to," Wesley stated. "When that woman is determined she gets what she wants. I almost feel sorry for Severus. It should be interesting to watch. I shall have to keep you informed, unless you change your mind about coming with us."

"Someone has to hold the fort here. You need me though I will be there in an instant. Just let me know," Angel told him. "I'm always there for my friends."

Wesley had thought, at one time, they would never get to the friend stage again. Without thinking about it, he touched the scar on his throat. "I appreciate that Angel. I appreciate your friendship more than you can know," he told him. "I shall leave a portkey with you along with the two way mirrors I told you about so we can keep in touch. Although, I think we would be better off with you going with us I do understand your need to stay here. Well I shall see you in the morning," he said as they came to his door.

"Good night Wesley," Angel told him before turning to head down to his room. He hadn't had much sleep in the last few days so had to take it when he could.

Lubricus quod tendo: Slick and stretch

Author's Note: Just so no one is confused who jumped to the last chapter posted I did post 3 chapters today. The last one previously posted was Chapter 13.
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