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Son (Spike/Xander)
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Title: Son
Author: baudown
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Disclaimer: Not mine
Written for: open_on_sunday
Prompt: Silence
Word count: 100
Note: Late.  Sorry.



Xander hung up, sighing.

“What’s it this time?” Spike asked.

“She --” Xander began, but Spike raised a silencing hand.  “Let me guess.  She’s drunk and crying  ‘cause he didn't come home.”

“No, she's --”

"Drunk and crying ‘cause he did come home.”

“Door number three,” Xander said, shoulders sagging.  “DUI.  She wants me to post bail."

"Bollocks!" Spike fumed.  "You give and you give, but it won't get you what you want from them, pet.  Banging your head against a bloody brick wall."

"Ergo, we're two of a kind."

Spike nodded slowly, conceding the point. "Get your wallet, love.  I'll drive."

"Ergo, we're two of a kind." Lovely.

As always, huge story told with economy and grace.

And as always, your feedback means so much o me.

Oh, this is a sad, sweet, to the point drabble. Very good.

Edited at 2013-10-22 05:59 am (UTC)

So glad you liked it. Thanks.

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