Title: Friday the 13th
Author: Forsaken2003
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: Friday the 13th strikes Xander.
Warnings/Spoilers: Late Season 4
Beta'd by: Whichclothes

Whoever said that Friday the 13th was just some stupid superstition was stupid! Xander glowered as he sat on the hood of his car, arms crossed over his chest and sulking. It had been a day from hell. He wished he had just taken Spike's advice and just called in sick and played hooky for a day filled with hot and naughty fun.

His day first started off when he over slept because there had been a power outage during the night and he was two hours late for flipping burgers at the Double Meat Palace. Then while he was training a newbie the dumb kid sneezed into the deep fryer, making Xander have to take the whole damn thing apart and clean it. Which slowed down production, and who got in trouble? Not the kid that blew the snot bubble, no because that wouldn't make any sense! Xander got in trouble for not telling him, not to sneeze near the food! Xander thought that would have been common knowledge but what did he know? And that was just noon!

The day didn't get any better. A female customer accused Xander of leering at her. All Xander could think was as if! The woman had to be in her early forties and had three kids ranging from ages ten to sixteen. All Xander could think was why would he have any interest in her when he had a sexy very male vampire waiting for him at home. The manager had stormed over and demanded Xander apologize to the "poor traumatized" woman, who Xander thought should have been grateful for even thinking that he would leer at her. So he apologized, telling her how sorry he was for making her feel uncomfortable and compensated her food….which came out of his pay-cheque.

So now here he was stuck at the damn fast food restaurant after dark waiting for Spike to show up and give him a ride home because he locked his damn keys in the car. And to top it off it started to rain. Xander hung his head. "Stupid Friday the 13th. I should be home eating take out but no, I have to be stuck here in the dark with no stake." Which sat on the passenger seat.

There was a loud engine roar from the street into the parking lot, only stopping when the car was mere inches from Xander's car. The car door opened and Spike stepped down. Instantly his blond locks were plastered to his forehead. "Bloody hell, pet. Why are you out here?"

"The manager kicked me out after closing time," Xander said and slid off his car. He made his way over to Spike and shivered slightly. "Sorry about your poker game," Xander said as Spike all put pushed him into the car.

"You, berk." Spike said as he climbed in after him. "Not going to leave you stranded." He took the car out of park and the tires squealed on the pavement as they left.

Xander sighed and leaned against Spike. "It's been a shitty day."

"I know what will make it better," Spike purred as he wrapped an arm around Xander's shoulders, pulling him even closer.

"Do tell," Xander said, his eyes drifting closed after the long day.

Spike smiled as Xander relaxed against him, after such a hard day. "We'll have a nice hot shower and I'll give you a blow job."

One of Xander's eyes popped open. "Will you put your fingers…?"

"I'll put more than my fingers there, luv," Spike promised.

"And you won't make me go to work tomorrow?" Xander asked; more like begged, really.

"Nope, I brought out the chains," Spike said and he felt Xander shiver with anticipation.

Xander sat up and bounced slightly. "What are you waiting for? Stop driving like an old lady and get us home!"

The End