In these arms
By Cricketpoor
Disclaimer: I don't own Spike nor Xander, they belong to Joss, I do not own the song it belongs to the masters in their art, David Bryan, Richie Sambora And Jon Bon Jovi
Summary: Xander broods
Paring: Spike/Xander
Rating PG.
Timeline: post Chosen
He slowly let his fingers caress the now smooth zippo lighter as he half heatedly listened to the radio behind him. A sad smile tugged his mouth as pictures of the blonde washed over him. His voice, his smirk and his sweetness. He had passed many nights he didn't know how many, like this remembering, wishing, regretting… there was so many things he had wished to tell the blonde man so many thing he had left unsaid and undone.
So many feelings he had repressed so many reasons why he had ignored. Now he regretted every moment. Spike had told him that things often were to complicate for the dark man would go through with it. Xander had denied it but siting there yet another night, remembering a man he never got to know as well as he wanted. If he could only go back to those days when he still had a chance, just to the day before the big fight, then he would tell him let him know. The radio started to play In these Arms with David Bryan. Xander started to sing along to the song; he had heard it many times before.
"I would give anything my blood my love my life if you were in these arms tonight I hold you I need you I get down on my knees for you and make everything alright if you were in these arms tonight I love you I please you I tell you that I never leave you and love you 'til the end of time if you were in these arms tonight"
A tear slid down his cheek as he silently whispered words of forgiveness and that he really didn't hate the blond. But as always no one answered them and no one was there to tell him that it was all right. It was just one other night he wished he could see Spike one more night just one-night wishing he had a certain blond vampire in his arms…