Wonderful, as usual!

And, this part made me smile, gave me hope for them:

"Don't you dare die on me," he says gruffly.
Spike looks startled, and a hesitant, timid smile washes over his face.
They might have five minutes or five hours before their enemies pick up their trail and barge in, yet Angel feels his mouth curl into a lopsided grin. His hand slides underneath the waistband of Spike's pants and he pulls Spike closer.
No more running alone.