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Distress of Being the Damsel

 Chapter 4
Meet You at Midnight
Part 2

Spike was uncomfortably staring out of the windows of the jet.  He hated flying…god, he really hated flying, but he had to suck up his fear.  Soon, he was going to be landing in ten minutes, thank god, and then he could start his search.  He wasn’t sure where he should go first, but he knew Peaches would get a hold of him and shed some light. He also knew he would tear the bloody town apart if he had to.  His cell phone rang, and he grinned. “Right on time.”

 

“Charlie boy, you miss me?” Spike said when he saw who the caller was.

 

 

“You kidding?  It’s been so peaceful since you’ve been gone.” Gunn lied as he walked around the rubble in Angel’s office. 

 

“Yeah, right.” Spike grinned, “Peaceful?  With all the complaining Peaches does?  Good luck with that.”

 

 

“Hey, I have some info for ya.” 

 

“Alright,” Spike waited.

 

“Okay, you’ll be landing at Monroe Regional Airport.   Wes was able to get a hold of Willow, so she is sending someone to give you a hand while you’re there.  This is something way bigger than we originally thought.”

 

“How much bigger?”

 

“Almost–got-our-asses–kicked-in-Angel’s–office-with-his-own-damn-weapons bigger.” Gunn replied.  “You’re gonna need to be able to play with the other kiddies if we’re gonna do this.”

 

Spike rolled his eyes. “Fine.  Who’s Red sending?”

 

“She said you’ll know when you get there.” Gunn answered. “You are gonna need to head to Merlottes and ask for Sookie Stackhouse.  She will be able to show you around and give you guys a place to crash.  She will also take you to Eric Northman, who happens to be the sheriff of that area.  You need to get safe passage from him before you start looking for Fred.  He may even be able to help with your search.”

 

“Bloody hell,” Spike cursed as he leaned his head back against his seat. “Fine, I’ll play.  But if anyone gets in my way of finding Fred, I can guarantee no one will be able to find the body.  We clear?”

 

“Crystal.” Gunn replied.  “Well, I gotta run.  We’re trying to do everything we can.  Get whatever you need, do whatever you can.  But no matter what, bring her back.”

 

“I will, Charlie Boy.  You’ve got my word.  I’ll bring her back.  I promise.”

 

And Spike always kept his promise.

 

 

“I wish you didn’t have to go.” Nathaniel said softly as he helped Xander gather a few of the weapons he kept stashed at Guilty Pleasures. “I could come with you.  I could help.”

 

Xander looked at his new best friend and shook his head. “I’ll be okay, Nathan.  I promise.  It’s better for you to stay here, for Anita.  She needs you.”

 

 

“Yeah, I know, but she’s not here, remember?  She had to work a case out of state and Micah had to go with her.” 

 

“Still, if I took you with me and you got hurt, I don’t even want to imagine what Anita would do to my hide.”

 

Nathaniel drew Xander into a hug and turned his head so it lay flat against Xander’s chest.  He closed his eyes and listened to the strong heartbeat for a moment.

 

“You better come safe and sound.” Nathaniel whispered.  “Or I’ll send Anita after you.  She can raise the dead, you know.”

 

 

He smiled when he heard the deep chuckle. 

 

“Hey!  Quit hogging’ the hottie, Nathaniel!”  Zane said as he walked up behind them.  Zane plastered himself to the back of Xander and wrapped his arms around both men.  He put his chin on Xander’s broad shoulder and grinned wide enough for Nathaniel to see his dainty fangs. “Now this is what I’m talkin’ about.” He said in his low, growly voice.

 

“What are you doing here, Zane?” Nathaniel asked as he stifled a grin as he looked at Xander’s face.

 

“I’m picking you up.  Everyone else was busy with work or something.” Zane replied and then started moving against Xander’s back, an evil grin on his face.  Xander squirmed.

 

“Dude, personal space! And quit grinding yourself against my ass, Zane.”

 

“Oh yeah, harder baby!” Nathaniel panted playfully, “Push his hips this way.  Mmmmm.  Yeah.  Just like that.”

 

Xander protested as his friends bounced him between their bodies. “This is no fair, guys.  In fact, in many cultures this is considered molestation.  I’m sure of it.”

 

“Well, it’s about damn time!” Jason’s voice filled the room.  He grinned at the three of them then leaned out into the hallway. “Xan-man sandwich is on the menu. Come get it while he’s hot!”

 

“What!  No!  No no no!  Wait!”

 

In a flash, Jason, Gregory, and Stephen ran over to the trio and tackled the Xan-man sandwich.  Xander cursed as all six men tumbled into the floor, again, and the sound of laughter filled the dressing room.

 

“Okay.  Ow.” Xander’s winced as he tried to sit up.  “Zane, my man, I think I sat on your keys.”

 

The group tried to untangle itself.

 

“Um, guys, is that supposed to happen?” Zane asked as a light mist began to surround them.

 

“Is what supposed to happen?” Stephen asked.

 

“No, I’m pretty sure it’s not.” Jason replied as he tried to pull his arm out from under the twins.

 

Xander attempted to sit up, but couldn’t without hurting the others. “Why is it we always seem to find ourselves on the floor like this?  I’m telling ya, it isn’t normal.” He then turned his head and spotted the mist as it grew heavier. “Oh crap!”

 

“What is it?  What’s happening?” Gregory sounded a bit panicked.

 

“This can’t be good.” Jason struggled to move.

 

“It’s Willow.  She’s performing the teleportation spell.” The air in the room grew heavier, as if the mist was beginning to solidify.

 

“Oh boy.” Zane tried to struggle.  “I can’t seem to move.”

 

“Willow!  Not yet!” Xander tried again to move out of the pile, but it was as if a large hand held them all together. “Shit!”

 

“Why does it feel like we’re flying?”

 

“God, I think I’m gonna be sick.”

 

The group began to shimmer and then all of the men winked out of sight.  A thought raced through Xander’s mind as he blacked out.

 

“Anita is gonna kill me.”

 

 

 

Sam Merlotte kept a close eye on Sookie as she worked her way around the crowded bar.  That poor girl had been through so much in the past couple weeks it wasn’t even funny. He hated Bill Compton for breaking Sookie’s heart, he hated Eric Northman for worming his way into Sookie’s life, and he was angry with Sookie for caring for them both. 

 

Sam sighed when he heard his phone ring.  It better not be Arlene’s kids again.  He understood it wasn’t easy being a single parent, but a job’s a job.  They couldn’t keep calling their mama every time the babysitter pissed them off.

 

“Merlottes.” Sam answered as he wiped his counter off.

 

“Hello.  My name is Angel and I am calling from Wolfram and Hart law firm from Los Angeles, California.  I need to speak with Miss Sookie Stackhouse please.  It’s urgent.”

 

 

“Sure, hang on a minute.” Sam held his hand over the mouthpiece and called for Sookie. 

 

“What is it, Sam?” Sookie asked as she approached the bar.

 

“Phone call for you, some lawyer from L.A.  I’m gonna transfer it to my office.”

 

“Okay, thanks.” Sookie smiled at Sam then walked toward the back of the bar.  Her heart began to beat rapidly, and she had to concentrate on keeping her breaths even so she didn’t hyperventilate.  What on earth would a law firm from California want with her?

 

She walked into Sam’s office and picked up the receiver. “This is Sookie Stackhouse.  How can I help you?”

 

She wished she could read minds over the phone.

 

“Hello Sookie.  My name is Angel and I am CEO at Wolfram and Hart Law firm in L.A.  Don’t worry, you aren’t in any trouble.  As a matter of fact, we are, and I am hoping you would be able to help.”

 

“Me?  How would I be able to help you?”

 

“An associate of ours, Winifred Berkle, we call her Fred, was kidnapped this afternoon.  Our sources informed us she was taken to Bon Temps, Louisiana, however we don’t know who took her or why.  I have an associate on his way to find her, and he has someone to help him.  He is coming to meet you.  I would appreciate it if you would help him around the area, take him where he needs to go, and make sure he has a place to crash.  I will be able to pay you for your service and provide you with whatever you need.”

 

“Um, okay.” She answered, bewildered. “I will help as much as I can.”

 

“Excellent.  His name is Spike and he will be arriving in the next 45 minutes or so. You’ll know him when you see him.  Thanks so much for your help.”

 

“You’re welcome.  I will help as much as I can.”

 

After they said their goodbyes, Sookie went back to the bar and motioned for Sam.

 

“Everything okay, cher?” Sam asked quietly.

 

“Not really.  That law firm that just called, they had an associate kidnapped this evening and they found out she was brought here.  They have an associate coming out to find her, but they asked if I could help him, show him the area, stuff like that.  His name is Spike and he will be here in about 45 minutes or so.” She looked at her watch. “So, that would be at midnight.”

 

“Kinda puts new meaning in I’ll Meet You at Midnight, doesn’t it?” Sam asked.  He glanced over at Sookie’s confused look. “It’s the title of a song.”

 

 

Sookie just nodded. 

 

“They sent a lawyer named Spike?” Sam asked as he changed the subject.

 

“He didn’t say if Spike was a lawyer, he just said an associate.”

 

“Wow,” Sam looked at her. “LA’s got some weird people, huh?”

 

 

Sookie nodded as she thought to herself, an associate of a law firm who could only travel at night.  Gee, let’s take a guess at what he might be.

 

“Well, better get ready for this Spike character.” Sam said as he looked around the bar. “Where’d your brother go?”

 

“He left to see his girlfriend.  He probably won’t be back tonight.”  She noticed a new couple in her section. “I’ll let you know when Spike gets here.”

 

“You do that.” Sam said quietly as he went back to wiping down his bar.  He had to wonder if their lives could get any stranger.

 

Xander felt as if his insides were turned upside down.  He hated magick, and more often than not, found himself on the wrong end of one of Willow’s spells.  He tried to move his body, but found he couldn’t.  What the hell?  What was going on?  He then heard footsteps hurrying around and the sound of too many people talking at once.  Then a voice came on over the loudspeaker announcing boarding for the flight to Pittsburgh.  Ah, an airport.  He raised his head, slowly opened his eye and groaned after he realized his friends were still piled on him with the twins on top.  They all moaned as they tried to move.

 

 

After his eyesight adjusted, he found himself looking up into a very familiar face that mirrored his own confusion. Bright blue eyes stared back at him as an all too familiar smirk began to grace the sharp features. Xander closed his eye as he heard the other man chuckle wickedly and tried to wish for the floor to swallow him whole.  Unfortunately that didn’t happen. 

 

The blond vampire took a seat in front of the dog pile and cocked his scared eyebrow.

 

“So Harris, what Wonder Twin Power did you activate?”

 

Xander sighed as his head hit the tile floor with a thud.  Willow was in so much trouble.

 

 

 

 

Disclaimer:  I do not own any of the characters from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Southern Vampire Mysteries, or Anita Blake.   Rupert Giles, Willow, Spike, Xander, Angel, Wesley, Gunn, and Fred belong to Joss Whedon; Sookie, Sam, Bill, and Eric belong to Charlaine Harris; Nathaniel, Gregory, Stephen, Jason, Zane, and Anita belong to Laurell K. Hamilton.

 

A/N  As you may have noticed, I changed things around a little with Xander.  I know in Season 8 in the comics he hooks up with Dracula but let’s face it.  Isn’t this more fun?

 

 

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nocturnalaurora
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*chants* update. update.
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