AN: It's been awhile...hope you all remember the story...

Warning: Sexual situations ahead; hurt!Spike

Chapter 16

Angel lifted his precious cargo up and walked over to the couch in the training room. He set Spike down carefully but kept contact with him. Angel held his hands as he waited for Spike's tears to subside. His heart broke as he stared at his Childe. There was no sign of the boisterous, unlife loving vampire. What sat beside him was the shell of Spike. His boy was broken. And the realization that it was his fault was almost too much to bare.

He felt Spike grasp his hand as if to reassure himself that Angel was there.

"I meant what I said Spike. We will never be apart again." Angel said with conviction.

Hopeful blue eyes looked up at his Sire. "Promise?" Spike asked in a small voice.

"Promise." Angel answered as he kissed Spike's forehead and then embraced him. The younger vampire sighed and allowed some tension to disappear as he was held in the strong arms of his Sire. After a few minutes, Angel gently grasped Spike's shoulders and leaned back so he could talk to him.

"I am going to try to stay in Sunnydale as long as I can, okay?" Spike nodded but then his eyes went wide. Angel understood his fear, so he continued to reassure him. "I would like for you to come back to LA with me." Angel grabbed his hand as Spike looked down. In a quiet voice, Angel continued. "I won't let ANYONE hurt you, Little One. I swear on my Soul." Spike forced himself to nod, but Angel knew he was not convinced. "I have a Mission there, Spike. To fight against demons and the people who hurt you. But, you are also important to me. Do you understand that?"

Spike raised his head to answer. His eyes watered. "Yes."

Angel looked towards the door that led to the shop. "Giles tells me you help in the fight against evil here. He's very fond of you. And I am so proud of you." Spike's head was bowed, but Angel saw him slightly smile. "I am happy you've had someone who cares about you so much." Angel stood. "Are you ready?"

"Where are we going?" The younger vampire asked.

Angel hesitated for a moment. "I had some people come yesterday to clean up and do some work at the Mansion. I thought we could stay there." Angel looked closely at Spike for a reaction.

Initially, a myriad of emotions plagued him when Angel mentioned the Mansion. But, he reassured himself that Angel wouldn't hurt him. As long as they were together, he didn't care if they had to go back there.

Angel stood. "Let me talk to Giles for a few minutes then I'll be back, okay?" Spike nodded.

Angel closed the door behind him and walked back into the shop. The small amount of chatter occurring in the main room immediately stopped upon his arrival. "Rupert." The dark vampire began. His heart felt for the Ex-Watcher who looked as upset as he was. "I'm going to take Spike with me and stay at the Mansion for awhile."

"Do you think that is wise?"

"He needs to regain his strength and he needs his Sire right now. I can't ever let him down again."

"I understand." Giles replied. "Is there anything you require?"

"I've made most arrangements." He paused as he looked at Willow and then back to Giles. "I need any information on Spike's chip you can find."

Xander interjected. "I feel bad for what happened to Spike, but are you seriously considering releasing a killer back into the world?" Xander's heart constricted with fear when he saw the menacing look he received from Angel.

"This is a Family matter, Xander." Angel hissed as he saw the Zeppo shrink back.

"Although I do not appreciate his tact, Angel, there are far reaching implications to removing Spike's chip. I know he would not hurt any of us, regardless. But..."

Angel nodded in agreement. "I know, but we'll cross that bridge later, okay? We need him to heal and become whole again. All I want is information and we'll see what we can do...if anything at all." Giles nodded in agreement as Angel left to return to his Childe.

The blond vampire sat where Angel left him. His head was down and his clasped hands lay trembling in his lap. He looked up when Angel returned and looked so much like the fledge William, that Angel was taken aback.

"Spike?" Angel smiled warmly. "Why don't we go." He placed his hand out and helped him stand on shaky legs. They slowly began walking, but Spike stopped.

"What's wrong?" The dark vampire asked.

"My book and glasses." He pointed back to the corner. Angel gathered them in his hands and led Spike out into the shop. The blond vampire was extremely embarrassed for his breakdown to have been witnessed by the humans; but, he had to face them.

Giles began. "I'll visit in a few days, alright?" He smiled at his friend.

"Us too." Willow added as she grabbed Tara's hand.

"Ta." Spike said quietly to everyone and walked out the door of the Magic Box with Angel.

Angel heard Spike's breath hitch when he pulled up to the Mansion. The blond vampire closed his eyes for a moment as the memories of his time there came flooding back. 'He's not Angelus.' He kept reassuring himself in his mind. Angel looked at his Childe whom he could sense was in some distress. The blond had a tight grip on the handle to the door of the car. This added to Angel's guilt as he thought about what he did to his Childe when Angelus had been free three years prior. He knew he had a lot to make up for.

After parking in the garage, Angel got out of the car and grabbed his bags from the trunk. He had brought some clothes for Spike as well. He noticed Spike had not left the car. He opened his door. "Will, it's okay. I promise." He held his hand out to aid him.

"I know...jus' being bloody silly, thas' all..." Spike tried to sound sarcastic to hide his fear, but he was unsuccessful. His quivering voice betrayed him. He walked tentatively beside Angel as they walked through the door. He stood in the middle of the great room trying to will away the feelings that consumed him. Angel had placed his bags over in the corner and watched Spike standing alone in the middle of the room. He looked so tiny and fragile in his loose t-shirt and jeans. Something was missing.

"Where's your duster?" Angel asked. "We can go to Giles' tomorrow to get it."

Angel watched as Spike's fists clenched tightly. "Isn't at Rupert's...haven't seen it since..." Spike trailed off as he looked to the floor again.

"Oh." Angel said softly; mentally berating himself for bringing up the subject. The silence in the room was uncomfortable. Angel searched for anything to say to fill the void. "Um, do you want to feed?" He forced a smile upon his face. Spike shook his head. "You really need to eat Spike. Have a seat and I'll be right back." He added as he left to walk to the kitchen to prepare two mugs of fresh human blood.

Spike sat on the couch, as he did not have the strength to fight Angel right now. He took the mug that Angel offered when the dark vampire returned. He drank at least half to appease his Sire. "'M tired." He said quietly after he placed his mug down and looked away.

"Spike, look at me." Angel said gently. "I know I haven't been around in a long time, but I want that to change. I know sorry can't make up for everything; but, I am." He paused as Spike's eyes watered. "I'm sorry for leaving after I got my Soul. I didn't think you'd understand. But, I didn't give you a chance, did I?" The blond vampire shook his head. "And when Angelus was here..." Angel bowed his head. "He...I was crazy. You are my Most Favored Childe...that hasn't changed. I will always love you."

There was a glimmer of hope in the blond's azure colored eyes. "Really?"

"Yes, and I wish I had told you more." Angel sighed. "Everything will be okay. We'll deal with whatever comes." The dark vampire stood. "Why don't we turn in." He saw some hesitation on Spike's face. "What's wrong, Will?"

"C-Can I sleep with you?" He asked in a small voice. The innocence of him was so reminiscent of the newly turned William.

"Of course." Angel smiled. "Just don't hog all the covers." He chuckled when he saw a small smile grace the angelic face of his Childe. Angel grabbed Spike's hand and led him up the stairs to the Master bedroom. Prior to their arrival, Angel had made sure that all traces of Angelus and Spike's time in the wheelchair were removed from the home. They both divested themselves of their shirts and shoes. Angel was too lazy to return downstairs to get his proper sleeping clothes from his luggage. Angel closed the light, turned down the bed, and climbed in. He patted the sheets to signal Spike to crawl in as well. After so long, he was still the perfect fit against the larger vampire. Spike scooted so his back touched Angel's chest. His head snuggled into Angel's neck as the dark vampire wrapped his arms around the too thin one. Angel heard Spike sigh as they both relaxed into the embrace. Angel lay there enjoying the feel and smell of his Childe. He had not enjoyed this privilege in over a century. He wanted to wait until Spike fell asleep before slipping into dreamland, but suddenly the air smelled of salty tears and despair. Angel did not need the lights on to see that his Childe was crying. He felt wetness against his arm. He gently moved Spike onto his back as he propped himself on his elbows.

"Little One, tell me what's wrong." His heart was breaking as he watched the tears pour from Spike's eyes. "Please, you can tell me anything."

There was silence in the darkness. After some time, Spike spoke. "I-I can still feel him hurting me..." Spike clutched his sides and rolled away from Angel. He felt dirty and ashamed that a human had so much control over him. He felt Angel turn him to his back again.

"It's okay, sweetling...Sire is going to make it all better..." Angel said as he kissed Spike's forehead. He needed to feel his Childe and Spike needed this more. The dark vampire wanted to remove all traces of the human from the blond vampire.

Angel began placing featherlight kisses Spike's face. Angel wanted to cover every inch of the alabaster skin. He was encouraged by the slow panting he began to hear from Spike. The blond vampire's eyes were closed as he reveled in the light touch of his Sire. Angel moved slowly down, stopping to lick the mark he had made over a century ago. That elicited a moan from Spike as he started to become restless. "S-Sire..." Spike hissed as the dark vampire began kissing his nipples and his hand began caressing his thigh. Angel bit lightly down on one nipple and Spike practically arched out of the bed. The dark vampire smiled as he continued to move down. His face rested in the nest of curls as he took in the musky odor of his Childe. He licked gently the underside of Spike's erection.

"Angel..." Spike's head was going back and forth as he was bombarded with feelings that he had not had in so long. "Please..." he practically begged as he felt Angel swallow him whole. "Oh Ghods...Sire...I'm gonna...aaahhhh!" Spike arched as the orgasm slammed through him. He laid back down panting as he saw Angel sit up smiling. "Thank you, Sire..." He was overwhelmed with such love and gratitude.

"My beautiful boy," Angel began as he stood and walked to the night stand, "we're not quite through." He saw Spike shudder in anticipation when Angel found the lube and sexily crawled back onto the bed and over to him. He stroked Spike's face lovingly. "You're mine, my Childe. You belong to no one else but me. And I am yours. After tonight, there will never be any doubt again."

Spike was too overcome with emotion to speak. He nodded his head and spread his legs as he felt a lubed finger caressing his opening. It had been so long. Spike never allowed any one to touch him there except his Sire. He felt like he had come home. As Angel inserted the first finger, he reveled at the tightness he felt. He wanted to make sure his Boy was adequately prepared. Violent vampire sex would come in due time, after Spike healed emotionally. This was about pure pleasure and bonding. As he continued to prepare him, he finally felt like Spike was ready. The blond vampire panted in anticipation. Angel placed a large amount of gel on his large erection and slowly slid into Spike. The two paused when he was fully sheathed within. They were finally joined together as one again.

"Sire...missed this..." Spike said between breaths.

"Ghods...Will...I love you...my William..." Angel panted as he began to move in and out. He made sure to hit Spike's special spot each time to increase the pleasure. As the pace increased, he realized that he would not last much longer. They offered each other their necks and as they drank, their orgasms crashed upon them.

As they both lay back, panting with unneeded breath, Spike placed his head on Angel's chest. "I love you, Angel." He whispered as they both fell into sated sleep.

TBC...