Truth Denied 54/62 (original) (raw)

Title: Truth Denied 54/62
Pairings: Spander (eventually)
Appropriate Ratings: NC17 overall but this chapter... PG13 (Due to sex talk)?
Disclaimers: Not my characters. I make no money off this, I'm just playing. I promise to give them a bath and thorough cleaning when I'm done! Joss Whedon is my lord and Master. All hail Joss Whedon.
Short Summary: About five years post NFA, Xander needs a job, like, NOW! And runs into someone he knows where he'd least expect it.
Word Count: 424 (As per Microsoft Office 2013 Word Count)
Beta: realtsunamigirl but I edit afterwards, so all errors are mine and mine alone.
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The bells tinkled as they opened the door. Lakshmi was busy mixing herbs for tea sachets behind an alchemist’s counter. The three men came to her and she smiled widely. “So this is the one the quest was for. I'm happy to see it went well, though keep the candle, it still has it's uses.” She smiled. “So what can I do for you today?”

Spike cleared his throat, then gave her a winning smile. “Know better than to give a gift like that back, besides, we're not done yet.” She smiled and nodded, tying up a tea bag and adding it to a box.

“What do you need?” She asked softly, her voice calming, and nothing in the least held in reserve. The men smiled calmly, she would help if she could.

“Made a deal for the boy’s life, but we can't fulfill the deal and need a way either around it or through it that we can't see.” Spike said.

“Okay,” she shifted her weight and pulled out a mortar and pestle and began grinding herbs. “What is this task?”

“You know we work at Priape, right?” Spike asked, not sure how to start.

“Everyone in the demon realm knows you work at Priape, you made sure of that.”

Spike flushed red, and covered his face with his hand a moment before going on. “Xander was kidnapped, god by the name of Ouranus was going to cut out his heart as an offering to get Priape's attention if it wasn't for me breaking him away, but I had to make a promise... a double prayer, that's two people, cumming at the same time, in Priape's private prayer room. I don't know what to do, I had hoped to just pull a random club goer, but Xander and I have recently exchanged words of love and I won't sully that... dunno what else to do....” Spike looked distraught, Ben stroked his back while Xander squeezed his hand.

She smiled and picked up the box of tea she just finished packaging, for awakening dreams and restful sleep and handed it to Xander. “Drink a cup of this before bed until clarity occurs... don't worry, you'll know when it does.” She smiled and walked to the cash register. She took payment and gave change, but before they left she tied a rose quartz around Xander's left wrist. “Just some extra help.” She grinned playfully and turned back to her apothecary table.

Ben, Spike and Xander left, all of them curious, “How's tea supposed to help?”

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