Disclaimer: Don't own them just playing with them. Them being Xander, Spike or the Nick Cave song.
Summary: After Joyce's death everyone needs a little help.
Rating: PG at the most
Notes: Written while listening to Red Right Hand by Nick Cave. It's very short as it was done in the time of the song.
Xander shook his head as Spike deposited another random piece of junk on his table. He had an idea of where Spike kept getting all of the things he took to the pawn shop but Xander thought it better to keep his mouth shut. Spike was only trying to help with the bills that where piling up.
Things had been difficult after Joyce died. While trying to help Buffy and Dawn deal with things and make sure Dawn had what she needed for school Xander had let a few to many things slide on his own end. Spike had taken it upon himself to find him whatever he could that was valuable from the vamp nests he dusted and probably even a few people stupid enough to be outside after dark.
Spike wrapped an arm around Xander and pressed a kiss to the boys lips. He knew Xander was most likely thinking about where he had gotten the things on the table. If he asked Spike would tell him. He took care of what was his.
As Xander deepened the kiss Spike pulled the boy closer. Going to the pawn shop could wait for another hour or so.