Title: Transplant Tragedies 1/5
Author: Forsaken2003
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own none; all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: There is a demon stealing organs from people who have had transplants.
Warnings/Spoilers: Post NFA
Beta'd by: Whichclothes

Part One

Josh Lambert was running as fast as he could. Something was chasing him. Something…big. He knew if he could reach the University of London campus he would be safe. This thing wouldn't try killing him with a campus full of people.

He was huffing and puffing. Josh wasn't in the best of shape; he had to stop and take a few deep breaths, his hands on his knees. A loud sound was right behind him. Josh turned around just in time to see two claws come at his eyes.

"How do you know this was a demon, Giles?" Xander asked. He and Giles were walking through the hospital to see a man that had his eyes scratched out. "I mean demons usually kill not steal body parts… Well, except a few but still those people ended up dead."

Giles turned to stare at Xander. "I think you better than anyone know that demons can cause severe damage without killing."

Xander's hand came up to his face, touching his eye patch. "Caleb wasn't a demon," he said, trying to win this conversation.

"He wasn't completely human either," Gils retorted. "Now come along."

"Why me though? Why didn't you bring Buffy?" Xander asked.

Giles sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Because you can understand what this young man is going through."

Xander nodded and decided not to ask any more questions. He knocked on the hospital room door before opening it. "Josh Lambert?"

"What do you want?" Josh said harshly. His eyes had been bandaged, bringing back memories to Xander.

"My name is Rupert Giles and my associate is Xander Harris. We wanted to ask you a few questions about your attack," Giles said and sat down in a vacant chair.

Josh snorted and turned his head towards where Giles's voice had come from. "Why? The other cops who came didn't believe me!"

"Josh," Xander stepped in. "We aren't like regular cops. We've seen things that you wouldn't believe. I want you to know I know exactly what you're going through."

"Really? You had your eyes ripped out?" Josh said angrily.

Xander closed his eye trying to force the memory back. "No. Only one."

Josh frowned. "What happened to you?"

"There was this man. He was hurting girls and I tried stopping him. I got in his way and he took my eye," Xander said, his throat closing up. It had only been a year. He had nightmares about it but he never talked about them. "But a…friend saved me from the man before he could take my other one."

"Xander…" Giles said, wanting to comfort him, but Xander raised his hand.

Xander walked closer to the bed. "Trust me. You can tell us. We just want to help."

"I was jogging," Josh started. "I mean, I know I'm not in the best of shape… maybe if I had been this wouldn't have happened."

Xander took a hold of Josh's hand and squeezed it. "It's okay."

"I heard a noise behind me; I just thought it was other joggers, you know? I stopped to look to see if it was anyone I knew and that's when I saw it," Josh said.

Giles leaned forward. "What? What did you see?"

"It was a blur. It was coming too fast but it was big and had yellow eyes that glowed in the dark. It was growling. I started to run again. I was sure if I got back on campus I would be safe." Josh was rushing now. "I was so bloody close but I had to stop, I couldn't breathe. I looked behind me and all I saw were two claws coming at me. That's when it took my eyes."

"Wait, it took your eyes?" Xander asked. "It didn't…" squash it like it was a grape, Xander thought.

Josh shook his head. "No, it took them. And now all I can see is the darkness again."

"Darkness again?" Giles asked. "What do you mean?"

"I was born blind," Josh said. "Two years ago I went in for a cornea transplant." Josh clenched his jaw. "Two years. I thought I'd have forever. I wanted to finish college and then travel. Go to Paris and see the Eiffel Tower. I always wanted to go to California to see the Hollywood Walk of Fame. Go to Ireland to see the Blarney Stone."

Giles and Xander shared a look. A demon that stole eyes? "Thank you for telling us what happened," Giles said. He stood and placed a hand on Josh's shoulder. "And I am very sorry for what has happened to you."

"Do you really believe me?" Josh asked.

"We do, and we are going to find the monster that did this to you and kill it," Xander promised.

Josh nodded. "I'm tired now and I'd like to be alone."

"Of course," Giles said.

"Wait!" Josh yelled unsure if they had already left the room.

Xander and Giles came back. "What is it?"

"There was something else," Josh said. "I just remembered."

"What is it?" Giles asked.

Josh took a deep breath. "Just before it took my eyes it said something."

"What did it say?" Xander questioned.

"It said… wrong."

Giles frowned. "That's it?"

Josh nodded.

"Thank you." Giles and Xander left Josh to grieve.

Xander and Giles walked out of the hospital. "So G-man, you ever hear of a demon that steals people's eyes?"

Giles shot Xander an irritated look but didn't scold him about the annoying nickname. Giles knew that it had been hard for Xander to go in there, bringing back painful memories that he had never fully gotten over. "No. I suggest we dig into past incidents to see if there have been any others like this." He grabbed Xander by the arm, stopping him from getting into the car. "Are you all right? You've never really talked about what Caleb did."

"Thanks Giles, but I really don't want to talk about it," Xander said tightly.

"Of course, but if you want to…" Giles left the discussion open.

"Thanks, but now isn't the time. We've got to figure out what kind of son of a bitch did this to Josh," Xander said. When he got in the car he slammed the door shut.

Giles sighed and got in the driver's seat. He wished Xander would talk about it but he couldn't force him. But Xander was right they needed to figure out what kind of demon they were dealing with.