A/N: I'm seriously depressed as I have to go back to school tomorrow, so I decided to atempt to cheer myself up by writing another chapter, so here it is. Oh and I know I normally flick back between sunnydale and the Normal Again verse, every other chapter, but I decided to do another Sunnydale Chapter this time 'round, however I will be getting back to Will and Alex soon, promise :D

Oh and if anyone knows how to spell the name of the demon in the episode then you're a better person than me, but I gave it a go.

And regarding the next chapter, you've got a choice - Do you want to see Liam there with Will and Xander, or do you want the chapter set after Liam has gone home? Let me know while you're revioewing :D And on that note please review, it only takes a minute and it does make me want to write more chapters... so please?

Unbeta'ed sorry, still sorting my e-mail out, sometimes works, sometimes doens't

Normal Again - Chapter Eight

Spike arched an eyebrow at the youth sat in front of him, perched on the edge of a stone tomb looking more nervous than he had seen him in a while, if he hadn't been as confused about the situation as he was he would have been soaking in the fear that was rolling off the boy in waves, he however wanted to get to the bottom of this matter once and for all.

"So?"

Xander nervously looked up at the bleached blonde that was currently towering above him. He searched his mind for an answer to give but he couldn't find one that would make an acceptable lie. That left him only one choice, the truth.

"Well a while ago, you remember when I got attacked by that demon?"

"The Glarghkguhlkashma'nik?"

"Yeah the- that one."

"Well?"

"Huh? Oh right. Well yeah it injected me with some stuff, which at the time we thought just made me a bit sleepy and then wore off. However, it didn't exactly wear off." He glanced back at Spike to make sure he still had the attention of the vampire, "It gave me these visions or hallucinations or something"

"And? What does this have to do with anything?"

"Well if you would stop interupting me I'd get to that bit wouldn't I?" Xander snapped at Spike and for the first time he'd seen him since the demon it felt like normal between them. The only thing missing was the fact that Spike didn't retaliate, just stood there with an expectant look on his face. It looked like he wanted the whole story, "Well these hallucination things, they feel real. Like really real, it's more like I'm just in a different world or an alternate universe or something. Anyway is this other world I'm in a mental institution"

Spike raised an eyebrow at this but the rest of his body stayed as still as only a vampire could manage.

"Well then now that you know all this, I'll just be making my way out..." Xander trailed off as Spike caught his arm just as he was about to jump off the tomb, and he looked into the eyes of the blonde. How could someone shorter than him be so intimidating? It was unfair, all if this was unfair, infact life in general for him was unfair.

"I get all this, and it does explain some of your behaviour, but what does any of this have to do with me?" Spike reached into his duster pocket and pulled out a packet of cigarettes, grabbing one out he stuffed the rest back into hispocket and lit it, before inhaling deeply and trying to make sense of what he had heard so far.

He was hoping if he had babbled along enough Spike would have either got fed up of the site of him or forgotten why he was there in the first place, but looked like any form of luck he was hoping for wasn't going to turn up. Taking a deep breath Xander just decided to get it over and done with it. And then run like hell, depending on Spike's reaction.

"Well in this world you are my, we're kind of.... You're my boyfriend"

Spike almost choked on his cigarette when he heard that, he managed to stop the coughing fit just before it started and he began to look like an idiot in front of the whelp. He can't have heard the boy right, he had been mumbling, maybe there was something wrong with his hearing for now.

"Come again?"

"You're my boyfriend, in this other world." Xander repeated, clearer this time now that he knew Spike wasn't going to start shouting or egt really angry at whatever images his mind produced when mixed with the demon's poison. However that said Spike did look like he was turning red, though that was probably from almost swallowing the cigarette he had been holding. Well not really red, more of a pinkish colour, but it was a darker colour than the vampire's normal complexion. It had spread across his whole face and those sharp cheekbones were even more obvious and.... Whoops, he was staring again.

"So we're what, 'fuck buddies' in this perfect little world of yours?"

"What? No! We're not, I mean we don't, it's not like that... I think..."

"What you mean is you don't know, and seeing as this 'alternate me' is sticking around even though you've been stuck in a mental hospital for God knows how long"

"Six years." Xander interupted.

"Right, Six years. You've been stuck in this hospital for six years spouting off rubbish about a Slayer and demons and he's stayed around with you then you must have shagged, several times"

"You know I don't think you have a clue about what you're going on about here Fangless!"

"Oh come on mate, even you aren't that stupid. You think he's hanging around for the fun of it? So that means he loves you, and knowing what saps you humans are you'll have 'made love' to each other to express emotions or whatever."

Spike flicked the end of the cigarette onto the floor and gave Xander an evaluating look, trying to work something else.

"So, who else knows about this?" Xander gave him a startled look.

"What? No, no one, I haven't told Buffy or Willow or anyone. You aren't going to are you?" Suddenly Xander realised exactly what he had gotten himself into. Spike now had a hold over him and could easily blackmail him, because there was no way he was going to let the girls know exactly what kind of dreams he was having every night now.

A smirk appeared on Spike's perfect features for the first time that night, and he could tell by the worried look on the boy's face that he had came to the same conclusion as Spike had. Of course he had no intention of telling the Slayer and her groupies about it, but there was no reason for the idiot sat in front of him to know that was there?

"Maybe not, depends what mood I'm in. So you better hope I'm in a good mood when I'm around those precious little friends of yours," Seeing Xander about to say something he held up a hand and the boy shut his mouth instantly. "I'm not going to say anything tonight though, so you might as well go home, I'm sure we can find another oppurtunity to discuss this later on."

Xander slowly walked out of Spike's crypt wondering just exactly what he had gotten himself into, and he felt an enourmous relief when he slipped into his bed that night to see Will.