Title: New Beginnings 13/25+Epilogue

Author: Forsaken2003

Pairing: Spike/Xander, Angel/Wesley

Rating: R

Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon

Comments: Always welcomed!

Summary: Spike and Xander run from Sunnydale to LA

Warnings/Spoilers: Season 5 No Anya, Dawn or Glory.

Beta'd by: Unbeta'd

Bunny Plot by: Thephoenixandthedragon4ever: Spike and Xander run from Sunnydale to LA to for help from Angel, Wesley and Cordy. (Angel/Wesley) Wesley with his motorcycle and leather pants.

Part Thirteen

All the way home Xander didn't say a single word to Spike. Not just because he was mad at him but because they had Mr. Johnson in the cabin with them and he was not going to have a freak out with him there. So the two hour drive was quiet except for the radio playing softly. When they pulled up in

front of Angel Investigations Mr. Johnson jumped out of the truck happy to be away from all that tension.

"David!" Mrs. Johnson cried as she ran out of the building. Her hair was done up, make up and nails done. She jumped into David's waiting arms, burying her face into his shoulder. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, darling," Mr. Johnson replied hugging her tightly. "I'm just glad you're all right. I was worried about you."

Mrs. Johnson pulled away and her husband wiped away her tears, her eye make up smeared. "I must look like a mess."

"You look beautiful," Mr. Johnson said before kissing her. He turned to the fang gang. "Thank you so much for rescuing me and for looking after Sara. If there is anything we can do for you."

Cordelia held up a cheque that Mrs. Johnson had already given her with a big smile on her face. "No need! Your wife was very generous!"

After multiple more thank you's, the Johnson's finally left Cordelia and Gunn decided to go home. While they were walking to their separate cars Spike could hear Gunn filling Cordelia on what happened.

"Well, I think Angel and I will retire to our room for the rest of the evening. We will bring the demon in, in the morning. I have questions," Wesley said. "You two have a good night."

"Good night," Xander replied before heading to the kitchen to make something for dinner.

Angel shot Spike a pity look knowing he had a lot of butt kissing to do. He'd been in the same situation with Wesley once. Only once.

Deciding to give Xander a few minutes to himself Spike thought about how he was going to grovel. Should he actually get down on his knees and crawl? Would an 'I'm sorry' be good enough? There was only one way to find out. Walking into the kitchen Xander had his back to Spike as he bit into a turkey and ham sandwich. "You throw a mean right cross. Where did you learn to do that? The slayer?"

"Dad actually," Xander said before taking another bite. He stood at full length and his muscles all tense.

Spike had to stop from snarling. The thought of Xander's dad putting his hands on his mate made Spike want to go back to Sunnydale just to rip the man to shreds. He was startled out of his thoughts when he realized Xander had turned to face him. He'd never seen so much anger in those beautiful hazel eyes before and it hurt that it was directed at him. "I'm sorry, Xan. I jumped the gun. I've just been itching for a kill and now that we know we're safe I couldn't help it."

"Are you deaf or just dumb?" Xander hissed at Spike making sure he didn't raise his voice. The last thing he wanted was to attract Wes's or Angel's attention. "Did you forget what Lorne told us? How do you know that tonight couldn't have been the obstacle he was telling us about?"

"Xan, I'm not going to live my life in fear. It's not my style. Whatever's going to happen is going to happen and we'll deal with it when it comes. But I refuse to hide away," Spike said frustrated. "I know you're worried but you fell in love with me for me. Do you really want me to change?"

Xander's eyes softened. "If it keeps you alive than yes."

Spike stepped closer to Xander. "No, you don't. You don't want us hiding in our room until all the scary things disappear. We'd never leave it. We can't keep going over this. When it's time we'll stand together and so will the others. You have to believe that."

"I do. I do," Xander said. "But it doesn't stop me from panicking about losing you but I'll try to keep my paranoia about everything to a minimum. I love you too much, peroxide head."

"I love you more, wanker," Spike replied with a smile knowing he was forgiven. "How about we go upstairs and I give you a proper apology and a little distraction?"he suggested wiggling his eyebrows.

"Well... sex is the best distraction," Xander stated. "I'll probably need a lot of distracting for the unforeseeable future." He started to unzip his jeans.

Spike licked his lips before he picked Xander up and threw him over his shoulder fireman style. "Angel would kill us if we had sex on the kitchen table," he said making his way out of the kitchen and to the stairs.

"That doesn't mean you have to carry me. Though..." Xander grabbed a handful of Spike's ass. "I do have a great view."

"Minx!" Spike growled. He sprinted up the stairs and only stopped when he got to their door to pull the key card out of his pocket. "Quit wiggling or I'm going to end up dropping you on your head," he warned. Xander stilled immediately allowing Spike to open the door. Before the door even closed Spike had Xander on the bed and was pulling both their clothes off. "Pretty. So very pretty."

"I shouldn't be happy you call me that, but I am," Xander replied before kissing Spike's chest. "I like being your pretty."

Spike attacked Xander's mouth. He pulled away and yellow eyes stared into hazel ones. "You are my everything." Throwing Xander's and his jeans onto the floor Spike pulled Xander's legs up over his shoulders and slowly pushed his way into Xander. He was greeted with a tight, hot hold on him.

Xander's nails scratched Spike's scalp causing Spike to meow. Not that Spike would ever admit to making that sound. His eyes rolled back when Spike hit his prostate. He tightened around Spike causing him to moan. "Love you," Xander managed to get out.

"Love you too," Spike said as he pushed in and out of Xander. He smiled when Xander smiled softly up at him. His Xan was so gorgeous lying beneath him. Spike hoped that when the day soon Angel would be willing to turn Xander for him. Too make him an official part of the Order of Aurelius. Make him his true mate.

"Earth to, Spike," Xander said sleepily.

Spike had zoned out so much that he hadn't realized that both he and Xander came but from the stickiness between them he knew they had. "I'm here." He pulled out from Xander and laid beside him pulling Xander against him. They could clean up in the morning.

"That was great," Xander said looking up at Spike.

"Yeah, it was, wasn't it?" Spike said, not wanting Xander to realize he hadn't been there with him in their moment of passion.

Xander blinked tiredly. "We're going to be fine, right?" he asked for reassurance once more but fell asleep before he could be.

"Yeah, pet, we're going to be fine," Spike whispered to a snoring Xander.