If Wishes Were Free

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If Wishes Were Free



character study - full main cast of s7
time frame: s7, while Spike is living with Xander
word count: 367

Xander walked into his apartment, tired from his day of work and covered in sweat. All he wanted was a beer and a shower and to wake up Fangless and throw him out for a few hours so he could have some much deserved personal time.

"SSSSHHHH!" was the first thing he heard and he stopped short.

Dawn was by the open door to said vampire's closet/bedroom and she was standing on her toes, peering over Anya's head.

Dawn reluctantly looked away, tapping Anya on the shoulder as she did so. Very quietly, Dawn tiptoed toward the exit door, as Anya and then Buffy followed her. No one spoke a word.

At the door, Buffy looked around, seemed dissatisfied, then walked back to the open doorway and reached a hand in, pulling Willow back out with it. Willow sighed, shrugged and oh-so-very-gently closed the door to Spike's room.

Each woman in turn waved goodbye, no one bothering to comment on his confused look.

After they were gone, he tiptoed over and quietly opened the closet/bedroom door. There lay Spike, asleep as usual, looking much the same as he always did when Xander woke him up and kicked him out after work. Sprawled across the bed, sheet twisted around with one small slice barely covering his more manly parts.

But not like usual, Spike spoke.

"They gone?"

"Uh - you knew they were here?"

Spike stood and grabbed his pants. "They're here every day. Just stayed longer than usual t'day. Been awake for an hour waitin' for 'em to leave."

"What do they do?" Xander couldn't help asking.

"Don't rightly know, can't very well open my eyes and embarrass 'em all now, can I? Specially not the Nib. Guess they just watch is all."

"Watch you sleep?" This needed clarification.

Spike just shrugged and Xander stood there going through several different facial expressions as Spike poured and heated his blood. Before he took a sip, he asked, "Jealous?"

"Damn straight." Xander looked down at his own body that was in good, but not great, shape. "Wanna come with to buy some exercise equipment?"

It was the first invitation Xander had ever extended him.

"Sure. Got nothin' else to do t'night."



The End