Title: → Ghostly Intervention
Rating:→ R
Pairing(s): → Spike/Xander - no, really?!!
Warning(s): → None yet
Beta(s): → Not beta'd but proofread
Word Count: → 1995
Prompt(s): → From a plot bunny found here:- Lady Q: Write a story where the Spirit of William's mother haunts Xander instead of Spike and Xander is the only one who sees her - brought to my attention by
ushi85 & Prompt #343: Incorporeal @
tamingthemuse
A/N: → Happy Valentine's Day to everyone – no smut, just a little bit of romance as I finally finish the plot bunny that bit me back in August 2010.
For the purposes of
tamingthemuse, I have discounted the words written back in August 2010, hence the word count for here is 1995 words.
It was the chill in the room that woke him up. Rubbing his eyes, Xander pushed himself into a sitting position against the headboard and looked around. There was no one else in there - just him, the dark shape of the wardrobe and a slight breeze coming through the window. He realised he could see his breath as he exhaled, that goose pimples had risen on his arms and his feet were freezing. He was so getting out of here - there was definitely something wrong.
Rating:→ R
Pairing(s): → Spike/Xander - no, really?!!
Warning(s): → None yet
Beta(s): → Not beta'd but proofread
Word Count: → 1995
Prompt(s): → From a plot bunny found here:- Lady Q: Write a story where the Spirit of William's mother haunts Xander instead of Spike and Xander is the only one who sees her - brought to my attention by
A/N: → Happy Valentine's Day to everyone – no smut, just a little bit of romance as I finally finish the plot bunny that bit me back in August 2010.
For the purposes of
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It was the chill in the room that woke him up. Rubbing his eyes, Xander pushed himself into a sitting position against the headboard and looked around. There was no one else in there - just him, the dark shape of the wardrobe and a slight breeze coming through the window. He realised he could see his breath as he exhaled, that goose pimples had risen on his arms and his feet were freezing. He was so getting out of here - there was definitely something wrong.