Summary: Xander enlists Spike's help to woo Angel.

Chapter one: Asking for help

It had taken Alexander Harris literally months to come to grips with his new-found attraction to Angel. At first, he had thought his attraction to the tall, dark and handsome vampire was spawned by his lack of options at Wolfram & Hart but then, when he really thought about it, he realised that over time, the strong feelings of dislike that he had for the man slowly turned into strong feelings of like but not yet love. He found himself enjoying the long, occasionally boring, conferences as long as Angel was present.

Xander headed up the California division of the Watcher's Council which was now affiliated with Wolfram & Hart. He had his own spacious corner office with a nice view of LA and a nice flat with a balcony not too far away from work. Anyone in his position should have been content with their life. He had a well-paying job with excellent benefits, a nice home, an awesome car, and was in great health but he was lonely. All his friends had someone: Willow had Kennedy, Giles had Olivia, Wesley had Fred, Buffy had some new guy but little Xander was all alone. The man he wanted was undoubtedly, straight as a ruler. He was almost content just to admire from afar. So, while all his friends were out having fun wherever they were, Xander was spending his time sitting on his Italian leather sofa with Harrison Ford, Mark Hamill, and Carrie Fisher with a warming bottle of beer in his hand and empty take-away containers on the coffee table.

On the not too rare occasion, Xander would drive down to The BackDoor to find someone suitable. He would buy them a drink, take his conquest back to his place, fuck him senseless and promptly kick him out using a lame excuse about having to be at work early.

Monday morning saw Xander sitting at his desk sorting through some paper work he needed to forward to Giles in England. He glanced at his computer screen, noting the time and dialled the extension. "Harm, put the nail file down and get the coffee I asked you to get ten minutes ago." Xander thumped his head against his desk and sighed. This would prove to be a very long day for him.

Five minutes later, a scowling, Barbie-type slammed a mug of coffee down on the glass covering Xander's desk. "When are you gonna get your own secretary? I'm sick of you and Angel ordering me around." She whined.

"Peaches is wants you." A new voice chimed from the door. Harmony huffed and exited the office dramatically, making her way down to her employer's office.

"What do you want?" Xander groaned.

Spike threw himself down in one of the chairs in front of Xander's desk. "'M bored. You ever going to tell tall, dark, and broody that ya fancy him?" He asked casually.

Xander's mouth opened and closed several times before he realised that words weren't going to come out. "Am I that obvious?" He asked while sipping his coffee. Spike gave him a look as if to say 'duh'. "It wouldn't be any use telling him anyway. He's as straight as they get."

Spike laughed hysterically. "You sure you're gay? A fuckin' blind person could tell Peaches is gay from half a kilometre away! Believe me, he's not straight. And hat about the slayer? He tried to convince himself he was straight. Didn't work." He checked the nail polish chipping off his nails. "So, when're you gonna ask me to help you snag the ponce?"

"Get out of my office before I tell Harmony and her friends that they can do your hair." He threatened. He held back his laughter as a scared Spike got up and left the office quickly. He sat back in his chair and recalled all the time he had spent with Angel. Of course he was gay! How could he have missed it!? Still, even if he was gay, what were the chances he would like someone like Xander? Xander was the Star Wars loving, best friend of girls, boy next door. He wasn't anything special. Angel, on the other hand, was different. He had fashion model good looks, smart, occasionally witty, mysterious, quiet type.

He looked at the clock on his computer screen and saw that it was just past eleven and got up. Xander took his jacket from the coat stand by his office door and walked to Harmony's desk. "I'm going to lunch." He stated and waited by the lifts. Just as the doors dinged open, he saw Spike coming down the stairs.

"You gonna take me up on my offer?" He asked, rocking back and forth on his feet.

"Sure, why not. Haven't got anything to lose, right?" Xander sighed and stepped into the waiting lift, punching the button for the ground floor.

A/N: What do you think? I know, it's short but chapters will get longer.