Title: Everything's Changed 12/?
Disclaimer: I own none, all belong to Joss Whedon
Comments: Always welcomed!
Summary: Willow has done a spell now Spike and Xander are bound together. What trials will they face?
Warnings/Spoilers: Season 5ish
Beta'd by: Unbeta'd
Prompt #330 from Tamingthemuse- Caught
Note: From now on most of my Tamingthemuse stories will be named as the challenge.
When Angel told Spike he knew a demon bar nearby Spike was so excited that when they got there he hadn't caught that something was wrong with this place when Angel handed over his stake. Spike hadn't brought one because at a bar there was always plenty of wood that could be used as a weapon. No one could tell him he wasn't resourceful!
It wasn't until he saw a Chaos demon and Fyarl demon that Spike knew something wasn't right.
"What the hell is this, Angelus?" Spike glowered.
"It's a demon bar called Caritas. There's no fighting here." Angel answered. "And don't call me Angelus."A green demon with red eyes approached them. "Angel cakes! I wasn't expecting you. Where is your entourage?"
"Lorne," Angel greeted. "I gave them the night off," Angel replied. "It's just me and Spike."
"Spike? Ah yes your great grand childe." Lorne looked Spike over. "Aren't you delicious?"
Spike raised his eyebrow. "Sorry, mate not into dating demons out of my species."
Lorne laughed loudly. "Oh, Angel cakes I like him. Come on, boys. I've got a table right up front. Best seats in the house." He led the way.
The said Chaos and Fyarl were on stage singing Spice Girls song 'Say You'll Be There'.
"This is bloody embarrassing," Spike moaned after giving his order to Lorne. "Demons do not do karaoke."
Angel snorted. "No, they just go to poetry readings."
Spike glowered but didn't reply. "You do know I was hoping to have a drink in peace."
"I figured we could talk about the demon," Angel said unconvincingly.
Lorne sent over a waiter to give them their drinks.
"Bullshit, peaches. If you had wanted to talk about the demon you wouldn't have sent your merry men home," Spike said calling Angel out.
"Fine. I wanted to talk to you about Xander," Angel said truthfully. "About the bond."
Spike downed his shot of whiskey before opening his beer. "Didn't we talk about this already?"
"You and Xander seem to be… closer," Angel said.
"Closer? From the full three minutes you think we are closer? We've become friends… sort of. We're getting along better anyway," Spike answered. "What's it too you?"
Angel's eyes darted from the singing demons back to Spike. "I was just thinking maybe you should stick around L.A. After the demon I mean."
"Figured you'd want me and Xander out of your town as soon as the demon is dead," Spike said. He looked at Angel suspiciously. "Why do you want us to stick around?"
"You. I want you to stick around," Angel corrected. "After the demon is dead Xander goes back to Sunnydale and you stay here… with me."
Spike burst out laughing. "Are you bloody kidding me?"
Angel went on the defensive. "What? I miss you okay? You're family."
Spike wasn't buying it. "Family has nothing to do with it. You want to go back to what we had before the soul."
"It would be different now," Angel said.
"What you wouldn't be a complete bastard?" Spike asked. "I can't stay."
Angel brooded. "Why not?"
"Did you forget about the bond?" Spike asked.
"Does that matter? You can still fight demons here. Be more careful so Xander doesn't suffer. Nothing will change."
Spike shook his head. "If I stay Xander will have to deal with this by himself. The others don't understand. Besides if I stay here I won't get what I want the most."
Angel looked like he would be sick. Spike did want Xander. He knew it.
When Angel didn't reply Spike continued. "The sun.
Note: So this didn't go how I thought it would. I was expecting fighting but my muse decided to go a different way!