The trip was accomplished by the
simple expedient of Wesley buying a car. Spike slipped into the trunk and the
other three took turns driving. At sunset they stopped to eat and Spike took
over driving. The only slightly difficult part was finding the local bloodbank
or hospital in each town they passed. It wouldn't due to leave a string of dead
bodies behind them. After all, they had to come back through these towns to get
home when this mess was over.
When three stiff and still
exhausted mortals woke up they noticed three things. One it was at least another
two hours until sunrise, two the car was stopped, three Spike was smoking and
staring intently out the front window. From his spot in the passenger seat
Xander was able to see what had attracted his lover's attention, a huge green
and white sign that read "Welcome to Sunnydale."
can still go back Kitten. I'll turn this fucker around ad we can be home before
you know it."
need to find a hotel before the sun comes up. You better get moving."
They found a ramshackle motel with
one room left. It took a few minutes to get the windows blocked and the door
barricaded, none of them were taking any chances with Spike. Exhausted and tense
about what was ahead all it took was a shrug from Oz and a push from Spike and
they were all laying in the huge old bed. Spike lay on the left spooned behind
Xander, while Oz was on the right pressed against Wes' back. The warlock and the
Englishman shared a brief smile before they all fell asleep almost at the same
Spike was the first to wake, or so
he thought. When he sat up he saw Oz leaning against the headboard watching
Wesley sleep. The blonde sat up and fished a smoke from the pack on the
nightstand and then looked at the other occupants of the bed. His beautiful mate
and his children. He had absolutely no idea when he'd come to think of the
werewolf and the ex-watcher that way, but he did. He'd made it clear to all of
them before they left home that if anyone was hurt beyond help they would be
turned. It was not open for discussion. They were his family and he would not
lose them. After nearly two centuries of being alone in his heart he'd finally
found what he needed to fill it.
won't let me lose him will you? I mean you'll turn him like you said if
"Yeah. And you too. I'll turn everyone of you if I have to."
"Eventually you will."
Spike said nothing. This was an
unnecessary argument. The fact was that he would eventually turn them all.
Xander would be the first unless one of the other two were injured. He was
fairly certain his mate already new what he intended and if he didn't Spike
would convince him. Oz would come willingly, he'd be happy to be a vampire when
he learned that it would give him absolute control over the wolf. Wes would be
the hardest, he was still so unsure of himself and it was going to take alot to
convince him that he could control his demon. But with Xander and Oz already
turned he'd give in eventually. None of them wanted to be separated. None of
them wanted to be alone, and becoming vampires would ensure that no matter what
they always had each other.
It was a soft whisper, spoken on waft of
clove smelling smoke. But Oz heard it...and smiled.