Author- Fayth HYPERLINK "mailto:[email protected]" [email protected]
Closure A.
�No, no don�t!�
Spike shot up in bed and listened intently
�No, you�ll kill him! NO!� the quiet whimpers grew and Spike got out of bed and made his way down the hall.
�Please, nonononono to hot!�
Spike pushed open the door to Willow�s bedroom and moved over to her bed. Willow was thrashing against the covers which tangled in her legs, obviously caught in the throes of a nightmare.
�Please somebody help!� The tears were streaked down her cheeks �Help me, I can�t!� Spike sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her exposed shoulder.
�Willow, it�s just a dream.� Every night for a week she had this nightmare and Spike had managed to soothe her without waking her up from her much needed sleep, but this was much worse. > What could be so terrifying it scared a girl used to the horrors of the hellmouth? <
�No come back. NO NO!� She screamed �Spike!� she hurled upright shaking intensely, sobbing.
�Shh love, it�s me. I�m here.� Spike soothed
Willow blinked �S-Spike?� she threw her arms around him �I�m sorry it was too hot and- and I-I couldn�t ��
�Shh, Spike�s here. It was just a nasty dream.� He stroked her back listening as the shuddering sobs subsided �It�s OK now. The big bad is here to protect you.� She pulled back and wiped her hot hand over her face breathing heavily. Spike flicked on the bedside lamp illuminating the room.
�I didn�t mean to wake you.� She said softly ducking her head in embarrassment. He bent his head to catch her eye �That�s fine love. Nasty bugger of a nightmare.�
She nodded remembering �Nasty.�
�Wanna talk about it?� she shook her head quickly �Red, you�ve been having the same dream for a damn week, it might be best to talk about it, get it off your chest.� She sniffed and nodded slightly
�This was the worst.� Spike pushed her back onto the bed and stretched out besides her stroking her hair
�You can tell me pet.�
�I�m in the crypt, I�m chained to the wall and I can�t move or- or do magic.� she shuddered. He kept up the stroking movements. �I look across the crypt and I see you.� >Me? I�m causing the nightmares? < His un-beating heart sank.
�You�re in chains too; you are all bloody with things sticking out of you. You hurt so much, then *they* come in and they have black cloaks and no faces. They pull off your shirt ad pour H-holy water over you and they�ve hung you on a cross so your back is all burning and you scream and all I can smell is burning flesh.� The tears started to fall again �They say- they say I can make it stop but I don�t know how and they say there�s nothing I can do I�m weak and powerless, and then they set fire to he crypt and leave. My chains vanish and I rush over to you to t-try and g-get you out. But I can�t and the fire is so hot and it catches a-and I�m burning and your burning.� Her speech got faster and faster until she was tripping over her words.
�OK OK stop Willow.� Spike urged using her name as he felt her fear rise. She turned to him so they were face to face.
�You are not supposed to die. You�re supposed to live forever and not die. You can�t leave me alone.� The late hour and her residual fear made her honest and vulnerable and Spike was helpless to resist it. He pulled them so they were sitting up and dragged her into his lap cradling her against his bare chest.
�I�m not going anywhere pet. I�m staying right here, I know that damn mob did a number on me but I didn�t dust- YOU saved me, Red. I�m sorry they scared you so bad. As soon as we find them we�ll make them pay � in blood. No one messes with the big bad and NOONE upsets his witch!� Spike�s speech had the desired effect, Willow calmed down and her heart rate slowed and her breathing returned to normal.
�Yeah?� she pushed back slightly to look into his bright blue eyes.
�Scouts honour!� he smirked
�You were a scout?� she looked sceptical, damp but sceptical.
�Well I ate one once, does that count?�
�No.� she chuckled and ran her fingertips over his toned chest. She circled his sternum with her index finger and then traced a thin scar rising up towards his collar bone and back down towards his belly button.
�Um, pet.� His voice was thick �What are you doing?�
�Checking they didn�t hurt you permanently.�
He caught her hand before it trailed over his nipple
�You really don�t want to do that.� His tone made her look up. She was surprised to see his eyes heavy lidded with desire.
She suddenly realised their situation, she was in a short strappy top and boxers while Spike wore black silk boxers- which were suddenly tight- and nothing else!
�Eep!� she scrambled off his lap and backwards yanking her hand out of Spike�s grip. �Sorry!� She blushed from her toes to the roots of her hair.
He chuckled �Relax love.� He enjoyed her discomfort > serves the minx right! < �Although if you want to help me with it�?� he raised an eyebrow suggestively and she bit her lip.
�Maybe some other time. I�m tired.�
Spike had expected her to stammer or blush some more not �postpone� >interesting! < He got up to go.
�Goodnight Red.�
�Night Spike.� At the door he paused
�What?� she asked
�Would it really be that bad if I died?� he said it so softly she almost didn�t hear him.
�Yes.� She replied equally as soft but he caught it. He smiled all the way back to his room.
�Morning sunshine!� Spike bounded into the kitchen
�Shut up.� Willow glared at him over her cereal
�Oh someone woke up on the wrong side of their coffin!� he breezed as he picked up the wheat-a-bix
�Vampires sleep in a coffin, Witches don�t. And for a night person- thing, you are god-awful chipper in the morning.� She growled good naturedly
�Guilty pleasure.� He said munching on the breakfast cereal �What�s the plan for today?�
�I�m meeting Buffy later for a trip to the mall then we go hunting for a boyfriend for me- since Buffy�s back with Riley. Then��
�What?� Spike choked on his snack
�Buffy�s back with Riley- I�m sure I told you-�
�I could give a damn if slutty screwed every soldier in the damn initiative. Why�d you hafta hunt for a boyfriend?�
�*I* don�t, but it makes Buffy happy, when she�s trying to fix me up. She says I could do with the help and she�s got a point. Are you going to eat that or just get crumbs on the floor?� But the wheat-bix was forgotten as Spike stared at her.
�Bloody bint should keep her nose out and what do you mean she�s got a point?� he was confused
�Well I�m not doing too well by myself. The last boyfriend I had was Oz and lets recall how well *that* ended. Besides I�m not exactly catch of the century, I�m no Cordelia.� She grinned at herself
�What?� he growled but she didn�t catch it.
�I guess I�m okay looking but I spend all my time with a slayer who look like a super-model, I spend all my time hunting or researching and getting covered in blood or goo and I�m a wimp.� She shook her head, lost in reflection �Not exactly prime girlfriend material.�
Spike was stunned- and angry- �Listen love, I�m only gonna say this once. You are stupid!�
�Hey!� she said insulted
�You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen and I�ve been around a while. Covered in blood, goo or sodding diamonds you are stunning, who in the hell said you were a wimp?�
She was taken aback at his vehement tone and the feral look in his eyes �Oh come on, after last night? I was crying like a baby, you were there and compared to Buffy I am a wimp.�
�Oh here we go, compared to Buffy.� He rolled his yes �Let me tell you something, being pretty and strong is a slayers compensation for having to fight the nasties, kinda a free gift. Besides Buffy has a destiny and *has* to fight the demons- you got into this gig by choice, you, dear, are a volunteer to this madness and that makes you braver than the damn slayer.� He staked towards her like a hunter �you deal with this crap on a daily basis without flicking an eye, you�ve seen more horror than anyone should have to see in a lifetime let alone 20 years old. You have survived apocalypses, Angelus, that raving loony slayer, the Master, Dru, me and yet you are still here working alongside the slayer who was *chosen* for this stuff. The bleeding slayer could never compare to your bravery or your heart and if the worst you get is a couple of nightmares after one of your friends is nearly tortured to death then count yourself bloody lucky most people would be tucked inside a nut house. So bollocks to I�m a wimp!� he finished almost yelling in her face �OKAY?� he vamped out.
Willow cringed and drew back �Fine, okay brave me. Quit yelling.� She requested sheepishly. He pulled back his eyes still gleaming yellow.
�Damn straight!�
�Um Spike?� she gestured to his face still vamped out.
�What?� he felt his ridges �Oh.� He morphed back to his human face �Got carried away there Red.�
�Really?� she raised an eyebrow �You are just full of pep talks recently.�
�Well you obviously need �em pet. I just can�t understand how great you are but you can�t see it.�
�Thanks Spike, you know for a demon- you can really be sweet sometimes.� She grinned waiting for his outburst.
�Argh take it back!� he looked at her in horror �I�m the big bad and I do not do sweet!� he patted his pockets for his cigarettes and on finding one he lit it. Willow pulled an ashtray from a drawer next to her and placed it in front of him. He caught her eye as she flashed him a use-it-or-I-will-make-you-go-outside smile. They sat in easy silence until the shrill ringing of the phone broke it.
�It�s probably Buffy.� Willow picked up the receiver and the smile fell from her face �Hello� yes speaking� I see� who?� when?� is he sure?� he knows where?� OK I�ll come over now� thanks.� She hung up the phone and stared at it.
�Pet?� Spike said after a moment
�That was Willie. There�s a demon there who knows where to find your attackers.� She turned and looked at him �I�m going down there now.�
�To Willie�s, alone? I bloody well think not!�
She pulled on her jacket �You could come but I doubt you could protect me as Mr big-pile-of-dust. Besides I�ll be fine, I am the scary witch remember.�
Spike clenched his jaw �Fine just don�t go looking for trouble.� He bit out �I want a piece of these blokes too.� She nodded and left. Spike began to pace muttering loudly about daylight and poofs and irritating but beautiful witches. He suddenly had a thought and turned to the phone. �Oh what is that number?� he mumbled as he dialled *69 (that�s 1471 in U.K- Ed.) he took down Willie�s number
�Willie here.�
�This is Spike, Red is on her way down to you.�
�Hey its my pal, how you doing buddy?� Willie�s nasal voice irritated Spike
�Fine but if anyone hurts my witch. I will blame you and Willie?�
�Y-yeah?�
�You�ll be *in* your own drinks! Got it?�
�S-s-sure thing S-spike.� But Spike slammed down the phone before Willie could finish his stuttered sentence. Spike growled as he began to pace again. He�d just love to rip off all their heads and stomp them into the ground and rip out their entrails and snap their necks like pea pods and� >hang on something�s missing!< the though interrupted his tirade. Realisation dawned and he was floored >Bloody hell!<
Willow pushed open the door to Willie�s bar like she was a gunfighter but she didn�t feel like cowboy. She was just glad that she wasn�t wearing her pink fluffy sweater- because that would make such a great impression! She thought wryly. She spotted Willie talking to a Kulak demon. She remembered researching them after that Slayerfest �98 debacle. It was a bright yellow with stegosaurus type fins on its head. If she remembered correctly some sort of spike came from its hands, it was a pure hunter. �Hey.� She adopted what she hoped was vamp-willow�s tone but it probably sounded like Elmer Fudd on crack.
�Hey Witch, thought you�d like to meet this guy.� Willie gave her the respect she deserved.
�You have news?� she asked the demon coldly
He snarled �I followed their scent from the Spike�s crypt to a dive joint downtown. There was a bunch of demons talking about how they�d offed Spike.�
�What kind of Demon and how many?� Willow interrupted
�About six, seven Kailiff demons. I tracked them to a small cave about two miles from the St. Augustine tomb in the Crywood cemetery.�
Willow nodded absorbing this �The old quarry caves?�
The Kulak nodded, his fins bobbing in the air �it�s a small cave surrounded by trees but any demon can smell the stench of these filthy scum who would dare to hurt a master Vampire.� He snarled again
�What is your name?� Willow asked
�Jo�tar.�
�Well Jo�tar if this checks out you are Slayer free for six months. after that you are on your own. But I advise you not to kill openly, there is an organisation capturing demons to experiment on. Call that a bonus.� She nodded to dismiss him and Jo�tar bowed in respect and left the bar immediately. Willow sighed and sat heavily on the nearest stool. Willie continued wiping down the counter
�You OK kid?�
�No seven Kailiff demons, whatever they are. But they have human helping them and how am I going to convince Buffy not to kill Jo�tar, plus she doesn�t know about Spike and me and he�s being all weird and Giles!� she groaned �This is going to take some fancy footwork and Buffy is at my house!� she hit her head with her hand and hopped off the barstool. �Thanks for listening.� She dug into her pockets for some money but he held up his hands to stop her.
�I like you kid. You are good to Willie- get outta here and meet your slayer.�
�Sorry Buff, but we are gonna hafta postpone the mall. Something demon-y has come up.�
�Oh Will!� Buffy slumped against the door frame �I was looking forwards to boy hunting!�
�Me too.� Willow lied �But last night this demon stopped me in the park and offered some information about a group of demons in a lair outside town who were killing or sacrificing Kids in exchange for protection from you.� she offered weakly
�And you traded.� Buffy stated wearily
�Hello kiddies!� Willow protested �And even if no kiddies then demons!�
�I understand Wills, I�d just hoped that today would be demon-free.�
�Sorry� Willow replied genuinely �Even if they aren�t hurting children then at least we get a heads up on a demon gang right?�
�Yeah- so did he give you a description or details?�
�Uh- huh, location and numbers and a name so I guess its research time?�
�Just look on the bright side?� Buffy said tucking her arm in Willows.
�What�s that then?�
�We can still scope out cute guys for you at the Magic Box.�
Girl Talk- part 10 of Pain and Friendship saga.
Author: Fayth moonwitch@werewolf .co.uk
Author�s notes: This is an interlude to Closure which I broke into two parts. This can be included or not but I think it needed to be said- plus its cute.
�They�re called Kailiff demons. K-A-I-L-I-F-F. The informant said there were six or seven of them.�
�So we are gonna need a full team.� Xander broke in �Is Spike at full strength?�
�Why wouldn�t he be?� Buffy asked suspiciously. Willow glared at a sheepish Xander who had momentarily forgotten that Buffy had no idea of Spike�s attack or friendship with Willow.
�I ate some bad blood!� Spike volunteered as he emerged from the back where he�d come through the sewer entrance. �Didn�t know you cared, slutty!�
�I don�t.� Buffy hurried to add �But we need all the muscle we have- no matter how annoying and unwelcome the creature its attached too!�
Spike sat next to Xander kicking him in the shin in the process. The magic box had a slow but steady stream of customers which kept Giles and Anya busy and unable to contribute to research. That left Xander in the easy chair with Spike next to him, feet under the table and an attitude a mile wide. Willow and Buffy sat across the other side of the research table, willow engaged in research and Buffy staring at Willow - a past time often shared by Spike.
To amuse himself Xander watched as Spike watched Willow with an expression which read please-walk-all-over-me it was sappy and kinda sweet! And Will was totally oblivious to his emotions and attentions.
Buffy suddenly elbowed Willow �What about him?�
�Him who, what?� Willow�s attention was ripped form the page she was reading and she felt a little disorientated. Buffy was peering at her.
�Him!� she pointed to a guy looking at candles in the corner
�He doesn�t look like a demon.� She was puzzled until Buffy�s exasperated glance clued her in �Oh as boyfriend? Um- he�s too short�
�So he has to be tall?�
�Yeah, not Riley tall but you know taller than me, so I would fit under his chin if we were hugging.� Willow blushed at the admission but Buffy nodded knowingly
�Hugging tallness- gotcha. Good idea.�
Willow settled back in her chair and cast a look at Spike from under her lashes >At least he�s engrossed in his book, please don�t let him hear this. Not that he would want to but it seems to make him cranky. I wish he did care but who am I kidding he is my perfect guy!< She realised she was babbling in her head and promptly shut up.
>Tall but not too tall?< Spike thought >I�m not tall, perfect height me and she fits just under my chin- like last night. I�m just the right height for her!< he leant back in his chair and put both feet on the table stretching out as if to say �look I�m tall!� it was completely subconscious- almost. Xander snickered.
�Him?� Buffy nudged Willow again pointing to someone in the corner.
�Um.� Willow looked him up and down �He�s okay I guess but a little too scrawny.�
�I would never figured you for a muscles girl.� Buffy said openly
�Don�t get me wrong I don�t want Rambo, I like hidden strength but you can tell it�s there. Like Patrick Swayze or Hugh Jackman.�
�Mmm Hugh Jackman is a total hottie.� Drooled Buffy
�Oh yeah, perfect washboard stomach and strong arms without being a beefcake� Willow agreed
�I get it, a lean guy.� Buffy understood �Angel was like that, a little bit too broad.� She held out her arms to illustrate �He had shoulders you could grip on- of course so does Riley.� She amended hurriedly
�Angel was nice.� Willow grinned � He was cute without being too cute, you know.�
�I know.� Buffy said readily �He had this edge, he was lean and cute without being too obvious.�
�Plus he looked so sexy without a shirt on.� Willow�s expression was impish Buffy�s eyes glazed as she remembered. > But he is no where as sexy as Spike!<
Spike was unaware of Willow�s internal complement and was biting back a growl at their comments, he turned the page of his book savagely and Xander snorted aloud at his expression. > Bloody poof, not even here and he still manages to ruin my life and steal my women.<
�You�d be great for Angel!� Buffy said causing three pairs of eyes to stare incredulously at her.
�Who me?� Willow was amazed � But you and Angel with the forbidden love thing- soulmates.�
Buffy took a breath �After what I feel for Riley I�m not sure it was soulmates, he was my first and it was intense and yeah forbidden but it couldn�t last and we could never be together and it is better that way. Besides he deserves someone as good as you.�
No he bloody well doesn�t!< Spike�s eyes began to glow yellow and Xander hoped the girls quit this topic soon before Spike erupted or he went into hysterics.
Willow hugged Buffy overcome with emotion at her friends sentiment and mentally apologised for all the nasty thoughts she had for her friend. �Aw Buffy thanks. But I�m not sure me and Angel would work. I couldn�t handle that much brooding!� Buffy laughed which covered Spike�s sigh of relief
�Tell me about it!� she tittered �So back to you we need to find a tall, lean, not too cute, non-brooding guy with an edge who looks yummy without a shirt.� Buffy summarised
>Me!< yelled Spike internally
Willow was actually enjoying this, it was like old times when they�d stayed up till all hours doing each others nails and talking about boys. She suddenly felt a pang of miss-age for her best friend.
�I love you Buffy.� She said and Buffy smiled
�Love ya too Wills but don�t change the subject. How about that guy?� it took everything Spike had not to look up at the intended target.
�No way am I ever going to date a redhead again.� Willow supplied vehemently
�I have it. Riley has this totally hot friend called Graham, he is so fine and a little on the muscley side but he gets what goes bump in the night and that is a bonus. He would be so perfect for you. I can�t believe I didn�t think of him straight away I am so mentally challenged!�
>Seconded!< thought Spike as he viciously turned the page >Just what we need another sodding soldier boy!< Spike�s expression of rage was too much for Xander who had to leave the room before he spontaneously combusted form mirth.
Willow motioned Buffy to join her at the front of the book shelf furthest away from Spike. This was out of his hearing- or so she thought.
�I�m not sure about this Buffy. Since Oz I kinda made up this whole fantasy guy thing and that�s what I want.�
�Oh do tell!� Buffy enthused �All the juicy details.� Willow bit her lip and blushed
�Promise you won�t tell anyone?� Spike gave up all pretence of reading and leaned closer, straining his Vampire hearing to catch her words.
�Cross my heart and Stake me.� Buffy recited the slayer oath
�Ok, my ideal guy has to look sexy in denim jeans, a tight black T-shirt and leather jacket.�
�Oh yeah!� Buffy agreed wholeheartedly
�He has to be able to sing and play an instrument- preferably guitar. I like my guys to like music and of course being serenaded is sexy.�
�If the guy can sing!� Buffy shuddered recalling an ex- boyfriend who had attempted to serenade her and slaughtered her favourite love song until the neighbours called the police to get rid of him. She cringed whenever she heard the song.
�He buys me flowers and cooks for me, he is interested in everything I do, this time I want to be romanced. He loves me- for me and would rather die than ever cheat on me.� She touched her heart recalling how it felt to be cheated on, her face turned wistful.
�Yeah.� Buffy said softly
�He also has to look sexy in leather and um...� she blushed and whispered �He has a motorcycle.�
�A motorbike?� Buffy gaped �Willow!�
�I guess I have a bad-boy fetish.� She admitted biting her lip in consternation � But just imagine Buffy, a tall leather clad guy on a big black motorbike in the pouring rain, racing down dark country lanes with you on the back, legs wrapped around him and then pulling into a deserted lane and-�
�Sold!� Buffy whimpered and then grinned �Ill ask Riley if Graham has a bike,� she thought for a second �And if he can borrow it!�
Willow chuckled as they returned to the table.
Spike stared in stunned amazement at his open book. >Sweet little Willow wants a lean, mean, bad boy? Oh that is so very do-able.< An evil sexy-as-sin grin that would have melted Willow graced his lips >I�ll see what I can do about that. Willow is about to be well and truly romanced , after all if my dreams can come true I�m sure Red�s fantasy�s have a chance!<
Part 11 of Pain and Friendship saga- Closure b)
Author: Fayth [email protected]
�Hey!� Xander piped up in the silence. Four pairs of eyes turned to stare at him. Giles raised his head, causing his glasses to slip down his nose.
�Yes?�
�I think I found our friends. Brown dudes with Spiky bits on their heads.� He handed the book to Giles
�Yes I believe that is it. It says here they are quite often mercenaries due to their strength and tenacity. Some operate as lone-sharks or muscle for hire- they rarely work without payment and hardly ever in a group.�
Willow exchanged looks with Spike and Xander > Who would pay to kill Spike?<
�The demon said there were about seven of them.� Willow mentioned
�Maybe I should tell Riley and get some back up?� Buffy suggested
�Bleeding sods!� Spike bit out � These demons need to be killed not bloody experimented on. I wouldn�t wish that on my worst enemy.� He paused considering �Well maybe you.�
Buffy scowled at him and clenched her fists �Just give me a reason to stake you chip-boy� Xander jumped in to divert the slagging match that would inevitably follow.
�I�m not to fond of initiative methods but we could do with the hands, maybe just Riley and one or two of his more trusty commando�s.� Willow nodded slowly considering
�That might be best Giles?�
Giles straightened �Yes ask Riley for two friends who he could trust. We should meet here for weapons assembly about six. Willow knows the site so she can lead us there.� Willow nodded again
�Sure thing G-man.� Xander added happily
�I have asked you repeatedly not to call me that.� Giles said exasperated
Since Anya was now stuck in the magic box Xander elected to stay behind and help while Giles and Buffy sorted weapons out back. Willow looked up spells that could help and tried to get started on her Psychology essay.
Spike escaped through the basement and returned to Willow�s house. It was odd that since living in Sunnydale he said resided in a mansion, a factory another mansion and a crypt and now he lived- or unlived- in an actual house and this time it felt like home- mainly because Willow was there. Luckily her house was built near a sewer access so he only had a short way to run before he reached the safety of her shaded porch.
Once inside he threw his smoking duster on the couch (brand new!) and made his way up the stairs into Willow�s room. He would never tell her he often went and sat there when she wasn�t in. It made him feel comforted and close to her >SAP!< his brain yelled but he didn�t care. He sat on her bed and felt her scent surround him. He lay back and pretended she was laying there next to him and he pulled her pillow to him. His mind was in turmoil and his thoughts galloped away so fast and loud he wanted to scream at them to shut them up. Someone had paid to have him killed- which was flattering and inflated his ego but he couldn�t think who hated him that much that was still alive. He wanted to know who and why. Secondly was this mornings revelation what did it mean and how had it happened and what would Willow say when she found out? Thirdly was Buffy�s little comments about his Sire and Willow- exactly how did she feel about the poof? Fourthly was he healed enough to fight the damn demons and protect his Red, especially since she had started fighting and going to Willie�s- was he demon and/or man enough for her. Fifth or was it sixth- whatever- what was his position in the demon world and finally and most importantly- who the hell was Graham?
Graham was amused- this was a common occurrence these days around his friends so he didn�t mind- In fact it made for an interesting life. Riley had come over a few hours ago and asked him and Forest to help to clean out a nest of demons. Forest had been all for it until he realised it meant working with the slayer.
Forest hated the Blonde for taking Riley�s time- he was like a jealous ex. That amused Graham. Now Forest stood with his arms folded like a five year old sulking, glaring at the slayer. That also amused Graham. He looked around the little group in the magic box. There was the little blonde hugging Riley, she was the slayer? >She�s tiny! And she looks like a cheerleader!< By the shelf with a large hammer prominently displayed on it was a man who looked like a librarian, he was peering over his glasses at the three of them. There was a cute little woman at the till counting money with a happy smile. The young man with the embarrassed grin was watching her and shaking his head. Graham�s gaze was drawn to the adorable red-head in dark blue jeans and a bright red v-neck top. She was pouring over some notes, but keeping an ear to the comments thrown around as if cataloguing them for future reference. Sitting quite close was a tall blonde guy who looked menacing if vaguely familiar, he kept shooting furtive glances at the soldiers before turning his attention back to the red-head.
�Thank-you for coming,� Buffy smiled at Riley, �We really could use the help.�
Riley returned the smile causing Forest to roll his eyes.
�That�s Okay Buffy, my boys and me are glad to help.�
�Speak for yourself,� Forest grunted. Buffy glared.
�Forest,� Riley warned, then he remembered his manners, �Forest this is Buffy, Graham,� he pointed at his friend who was trying to hide a grin.
�Hey,� he shook her hand much to Forest disgust.
>This is Graham?< Spike looked soldier boy up and down >Looks like the poof except more dense- slutty thinks he good enough for my red?<
Buffy was also looking Graham over >Mmm nice<
�Let me introduce you to everyone,� she pointed to the librarian guy, �This is Giles.�
Graham shook his hand too, �Pleased to meet you sir.�
Giles liked this young man, �Yes quite,� he took his glasses off and began to polish them.
�That�s Anya,� the cute �till� girl bounced over.
�Hello I�m Anya- I work here like we humans have to do to earn money, So we can live as humans.�
Graham smiled confusedly as she shook his hand >Huh!< The guy with the embarrassed grin came over and grabbed her shoulder.
�An, calm down- go count the money,� he shook his head as she bounded back over the cash register with a happy �Okay.�
�I�m Xander,� He introduced himself.
�Hey,� He liked this kid he looked like he was a good laugh.
�That�s Willow,� Buffy continued. The red-head looked up and shot the soldier a warm smile.
�She�s our major researcher, and a practising Wicca, she�s getting really good,� Buffy enthused causing Willow to blush bright pink.
Graham let loose his full grin which left Buffy speechless >Yum!< and made Willow stare.
�So Willow- you get stuck with the research too huh? Commander Finn here has an aversion to it so guess who gets roped in?�
Willow was captivated by his easy manner and killer smile �I don�t mind it- its kinda fascinating- thus ensuring my geek-hood forever.� She joked. Spike rolled his eyes and glared menacingly at the Soldier boy. Xander noticed Spike�s glare and had to swallow back a chuckle >Gotta speak to Spike about jealousy!- or not coz he is funny as hell when he�s sulking<
�Hey we geeks have to stick together,� Graham returned lightly and Buffy beamed at how well they were getting along.
Forest broke in �As nice as this is don�t we have demons to kill?�
�Yeah ok, Wills where did your source say the demons were holed up?�
�One of the caves near the old Quarry, south of St. Augustine cemetery. He didn�t give specifics but said that any demon could tell from there. They have a strong scent- apparently.� Willow explained
�We can track that with our gadgets.� Riley said
�I love your gadgets.� Buffy simpered and Forest gagged
�There are a lot of caves, we may need to split up to find the right one.� Willow added smiling at Forests expression
�And I need to know what hardware you guys are packing.� gone was the cheerleader and in her place stood the take charge Slayer. As Riley and Forest discussed weapons with Buffy, Graham wandered over to the only un-introduced member of the group and stuck out his hand.
�Graham.�
Spike ignored the outstretched hand �Like the cracker?� he said in an amused tone.
�I guess so.� Graham lowered his hand �Except not as crumbly.� He tried for a joke
�That so?� Spike raised an eyebrow clearly unamused and again Graham had a flash of familiarity
�Do I know you?� Something flickered in the blonde�s eyes and he looked Graham dead in the eye
�You hope not.� Graham felt annoyed at this guys arrogance � You got a name to go with that attitude?
Spike tried not to laugh- he liked this kid >Dammit<
�That�s Spike, ignore him. The only person he matters to is himself.� Buffy shot over and Spike growled
�You�ll pay for that Slutty.�
Forest spluttered �Slutty?�
�Guys focus.� Willow�s clear voice cut across the others as she anticipated a fight �Demons to kill, fight now- bitch later.�
>Oh she was so cute!< Graham thought whilst Spike fought the urge to throw her down on the table and claim her and shag her.>Not necessarily in that order<
�Ok so we spilt, if you commandos have those cool gadgets and walkie talkies we need one of you in each group. � Suddenly Xander�s devil decided to get even with Spike for beating him the other day on the play station plus it was just fun �me Anya and Forest, Riley, Buffy and G-man should go together which leaves Wills, blondie and Graham.� He grinned broadly at the seething vampire.
Giles sighed �I have asked you��
�Why did we get stuck with crackers?� moaned Spike
�Crackers?� Graham chuckled at the nickname
�Spike be nice.� Willow hissed poking him
�It�s ok Willow.� Graham loved saying her name �So you are Wicca, Riley said you were pretty good at it. He mentions you guys all the time although some of the stuff you guys do- he�s gotta be making some of it up!�
�I dabble.� Willow was wary she knew the initiative hated the supernatural
�Don�t touch her I know how anti- paranormal you sodding commando�s are.� Spike growled
�Hey!� Graham was affronted � We are not all that biased you know, I happen to have an open mind.�
�The trouble with that mate.� Spike spat �Is that people tend to put things in it!�
�I know most of the initiative only deal in black and white but there are some of us that realise there are grey areas, like witches. Not all demons are evil like not all humans are good.�
�So why experiment on them then?� Spike demanded
Graham gaped �How did you- Riley?�
�No Riley doesn�t breach protocol. We heard it through the demon grape vine.� Willow didn�t want to get Riley in trouble
�Look that�s not my call but if they kill, I figure they got it coming.�
�Do you like animals Graham?� Willow asked
�Sure� he replied puzzled at the change in topic
�Well animals kill so maybe we should tie them up and torture them. Take a wolf who attacks a human and muzzle it so it can�t eat and then wave meat under its nose, maybe beat it when it salivates?�
�That�s evil.� Graham shuddered
�That�s what you do.� She said coolly �Take demons or Vampires and make it so they can�t feed, basically deny them food and make them in so much pain when they contemplate food that its torture to exist. Animals act on their nature but so do Vampires- they didn�t ask to be changed� She thought about Billy Ford �Well most don�t -they are victims too. Stake them and put them out of their misery but don�t torture them.�
Graham considered this � I never thought of it like that.� He admitted somewhat distressed
Spike grinned impressed and touched beyond belief that she would back him up �Red has a way with words.�
�But don�t let that stop you killing the scum who hurt Sp- those children.� She amended hurriedly and Graham cracked up
�You are just an amazing girl Willow.�
�Thanks.� She looked on in curiosity as he took out a black beeping box form his belt �What�s that?�
�It traces demon�s signature so we can tell if there is one about.� Willow thought quickly so Graham wouldn�t discover Spike�s less than alive status
�This is a regular demon haunt so I don�t think your little box will be very helpful and could lead us the wrong way.�
�I�ll bow to your superior knowledge of that.� He grinned at her again and Spike felt his hackles rise.
Suddenly he caught the abusively familiar scent of the demons. �This way.� He growled his demon close to the surface at the hint of revenge. Willow put her hand on his arm squeezing gently.
�Calm down.� Her soft voice had the effect of slightly soothing the demon�s ire- something not even Dru had managed to do after a century. Graham noticed the look in Spike�s eyes as he stared down at the red-head. It was love.
No wonder he hates me, he thinks I�m encroaching on his territory.< it was a pity Willow was taken but he hoped they could at least be friends- she had a refreshing perspective on things.
�Are you sure, you smell �em?�
�Yeah- what?� Spike stared at Graham and Willow joined in his surprise.
Graham was glad his instincts were still on top form and the startled look on their faces went a long way to alleviate his disappointment.
��Spike� not exactly a human name, zero body heat and no reflection in the car window on the way over and attitude? All scream Vampire.� He ticked the items off his fingers
Willow stood in front of Spike as if to shield him �Yeah So?�
�Relax- it�s cool I just don�t get why any Vamp would be hanging out with the slayer and her pals. But I guess if they trust you-� he left the sentence hanging
�You might remember him best as Hostile 17.� Will replied coldly
Grahams jaw dropped �The one that got away, we thought you�d be dead by now.�
�No I had to turn to my enemy to survive now I�m all chipped and helpless.� Spike announced with all the venom he could muster- which was a hell of a lot and Graham took an involuntary step backwards
�No wonder you hate us.�
�Guys- look Graham Spike helps us now so your not allowed to hurt him or turn him in coz if you try, you and the initiative will have one pissed off wicca on your hands and I guarantee you don�t want that.� She practically growled at him with her hands on her hips and her eyes flashing in anger.
Graham watched for a second �Affirmative ma�am. Host- Spike is safe from me. Anyway I�ll call Finn and let him know we have a trace.� As Graham radioed Riley Spike turned to Willow with a teasing smirk on his face
�Who was it that said �I�m a wimp� this morning Hmm?� She poked her tongue at him. They returned to safer topics as they waited for Buffy and the others to reach them.
�Ok then me, the three Soldiers and Spike will go in first. The rest of you take the back and no heroics ok?.�
�You let civilians fight with you?� Forest complained in disgust �He doesn�t even have a weapon.� He motioned to Spike who smirked evilly.
�I can take care of meself mate.�
Buffy just rolled her eyes �Lets go, on 5�
They poised at the edge of the cave �4-3-2-1-go� The five of them burst into the cave scaring the demons within- of which there were 9- not 6!
�What the-?� yelled one
�Room service.� Quipped Buffy as she punched him in the face, he went flying into the wall but recovered quickly coming back at her. Willow watched as Riley shot one demon down but another managed to grab his gun and snapped it in half. Graham was wrestling with another and forest was trying to get a clean shot. Spike waded in and snapped the neck of the one wrestling Graham. Two down and seven to go.
One saw Giles and headed for him only to be stopped by Anya anxiously hitting him on the head with a chair
�Bully.� She taunted hitting him again. Xander swung his axe decapitating him, he grinned at Anya �Teamwork!�
Two demons ambushed Forest easily subduing him. Willow saw her chance
�Melatides acatkana prestas.� She threw some dust at the two demons and one slumped to the floor unconscious, unfortunately the dust missed the other. What appeared to be the leader turned to Spike
�You!�
�Payback�s a bitch.� Spike growled and punched him while Graham ran to help Forest.
�Why are you working with the slayer, are all vampires going soft?� grunted the Kailiff as he pounded Spike
�Not soft!� Spike kicked him in his midsection causing him to crash through the table
�There�s another Vampire in L.A helping damn humans. I had to collect from a brachan demon and he stopped me.� He staggered up and head-butted Spike
�Dark haired chap- too much gel, long black coat screams Poofter?� Spike wrenched his arm behind his back and kneed his back. He fell over.
�Y-yeah, hung out with the filthy half- breed and a pretty girl whose apartment was haunted.� He swung his legs to try to trip Spike but Spike booted him in the head
�Bloody Angel! Figures, who sent you to kill me?�
�Never met �em, did it all over the phone and the cash arrived a while ago by FedEx.� He panted as Spike crushed his windpipe then reached down and snapped his neck. He looked up- Buffy had killed her demon and was helping Riley. Graham and Forest had finally gotten the upper hand but the final demon had Anya by the throat and was taunting Willow as she stood by an unconscious Giles and dazed Xander.
�You can�t stop this.� He sneered and Willow had a flashback to her nightmare which sent her blood boiling.
�Release her.� She commanded, her eyes began to blacken and raw power crackled around her like static electricity. �Now.� The demon dropped Anya in fright.
�Who sent you?� her voice came from far away. Buffy stared at her friend in amazement, all sounds in the cave had stopped except for the crackle of magic.
�No idea- some loony from far away something about property or territory I never got the name.� He whimpered
�Noone hurts my friends.� Willow stated and pointed at the demon. One second he was there and the next second his ashes floated around the room. Riley�s demon took this opportunity to run- as far and fast as he could. Everyone�s attention was focused on the red-head. She turned shakily to her friends
�Uh- guys-� she slumped to the floor exhausted.
Graham dropped the demon he had just killed and hurried over to the fallen figure of Willow who was picked up by Spike.
�It�s ok.� He told everyone �I�ve seen it before- when witches use too much magic at once they get burnt out fast. Red here just drained herself for a while she just needs to rest. I�ll take her home.� He left before someone could argue the logic�s of letting a vampire carry their comatose friend to her house.
�Pretty amazing huh?� Riley said
�I for one am glad she�s on our side. Him too.� Graham nodded where the two friends had left the cave
Buffy wandered over to a groaning Giles
�Did we win?� he managed
�Yup and tomorrow- when you are fully aware, we are going to buy you a crash helmet Coma-boy.�
Part 12 of pain and Friendship saga. Operation �Mine.�
Author: Fayth [email protected]
Willow blinked groggily and tried to stop the room spinning >OK body check, arms- two, legs- two, phew! Head intact body temp- check. I�m alive and in one piece Bonus if I can move.< She swung her legs off the side of the bed to land on the floor and for a moment the world spun like a Catherine Wheel �Bah!�
She heard a clatter in the kitchen and staggered to her feet. Her brain felt full of cotton wool. >Who�s in my house?<
She made it down the stairs without her head exploding on which she congratulated herself. But when she entered the kitchen she thought she was hallucinating.
Spike stood at the kitchen stove stirring something that smelt delicious, his cigarette dangled form his other hand. The table was set for two with Candles and table cloth and silverware. The drapes were closed- presumably so the chef didn�t flambe himself, making the room cosy and intimate.
Spike was wearing a tight back T-shirt and dark blue jeans, he had no socks on and Willow was mesmerised by his feet. They were strong and so male >Great Will drool over your flatmates feet! I must be coming down with something!< Like l-o-v-e? questioned her brain.
�Hey Spike.� She spoke aloud suddenly to shut her brain up. Spike jumped
�Bloody hell pet, don�t do that.�
�Now you know how it feels stealth boy.� She grinned wickedly �Whatcha doing?�
>Stage one of Operation �mine�< he thought �You slept late so I figured you�d be hungry.� He peered into the pan
�You�re cooking for me?� she was ridiculously pleased
�Yeah but it needs another few minutes- enough time for you to grab a quick shower.�
�Trying to tell me something?� She teased pretending to sniff herself
�I didn�t want to be the one to say it.� His expression was full of mischief
�I can take a hint.!� She mocked outrage and walked to the door slowly
�You OK?� he asked concerned
�Yeah, fine.� She straightened �I�ll feel better after a shower.�
He leered �if you need someone to scrub your back�� he left the sentence dangling and chuckled at her blush > Stage one is set!<
Knowing Spike was cooking dinner, Willow made short work of her shower. She pulled on comfy jeans and a black T-shirt, unconsciously mimicking Spike�s wardrobe. After a quick brush of her hair she was able to rejoin him downstairs on sturdier legs.
Spike pulled out her chair so she could sit down. She stared at her plate there was her favourite meal- lasagne and vegetables, roast potatoes, sweetcorn and buttered cabbage- her favourite.
�Wow!� she said and looked at Spike �I didn�t know you could cook.�
He shrugged as he sat opposite her, his knees brushing hers under the table.
�I met this chef in New Orleans who cooked in this hotel we stayed at. He offered me cooking lessons for eternal life and the chance to kill his boss. I just never had a chance to put the skills to the test.� his gaze softened as she picked up her fork to taste it
�MM. perfect.� She moaned as she swallowed and licked her fork.
�Glad you like it.� >Don�t watch her eat or swallow unless you *want* to embarrass yourself like a damn schoolboy.< he ducked his head to his plate and tried not to wish he was the fork.
�So how long was I out?�
�Just a little while- its after 5.� She groaned
�I think me and Giles are competing for the who-can-be-unconscious-the-most award� He laughed
�I think the Watcher has you beat pet, I can�t think of a single fight he hasn�t been carried away from.�
�I think there was one a few months ago he didn�t collapse until he got home.� She added in amusement as she speared a potato
�I�m surprised the bloke don�t have brain damage- although that would explain why he likes the Slayer.� He snorted
�Hmm.� Said Willow around a mouthful of food � Says the one who had a crush on said Slayer.�
�Aw pet, not fair to bring that up.� he grimaced �Can I plead temporary insanity.�
She pretended to consider it until he pouted �Bought on by the trauma of the chip. Absolutely but I�m afraid there will never be an excuse for Harmony.�
He shuddered remembering �Whoever granted her eternal life should get death by Mosquito bites.�
She nodded as she munched �Once a vacuous air-headed tramp always-�
�Really didn�t like her huh?�
Willow shook her head �She made my life at Sunnydale high hell she picked on me for years her and the rest of the Cordettes.�
�Cordettes?�
�Vatsch.� She paused and swallowed sheepishly before trying again �That�s what we called those girls who hung out with Cordelia. Beautiful, popular, rich and dumb as hell -thought the Ozone layer was a foundation.�
Spike almost spat out his drink as he choked back a laugh
�Of course the whole Cordy and Xander thing happened and she was declared �uncool�. Me and Xander were not cool enough for them. I could�ve been like them.� She paused waiting until Spike sipped his wine �But I couldn�t afford the lobotomy.�
This time he lost the battle and his mouthful of wine ended up sprayed on the floor while he laughed outright �Pet that was so evil- I�m proud.�
�I know.� She smiled �It�s weird that me and Cordy are such good friends now.�
�I thought she lived in L.A with the Poof?� he looked confused
Willow coloured �we e-mail each other regularly, she�s grown so much- I guess we both have. Don�t tell Buffy or Xand- they really wouldn�t get it.�
He felt happy that she had shared another secret part of her life with him. �Sure thing.� He attempted casualness which didn�t really work with the maelstrom of emotions that this topic bought up. �Does she tell you about the Poof?� he traced the table with his fingers.
�Yeah.� She said softly, she knew how ambiguous Spike�s feelings were towards his sire. He hated him for abandoning them but he was still family. He despised him for what he did to Dru and for being the one Dru loved but Angelus had trained him and took care of him for years.
�Sometimes Angel e-mails me, but his grasp of electric gadgets or these faddish computers is minimal- almost Giles-like. He had a run in with Darla who was resurrected as human by this law- firm, then she was re-vamped by� another vampire because she was dying of syphilis.� >Not mentioning Dru!<
�Well Darla was always a party girl.� he remarked dryly �She had some odd ideas about Childe rearing.�
�Ew.� She got his meaning �Apparently they had a near- Angelus situation when he set the two vamps on fire and then locked them in room with some lawyers- or possibly the other way around.�
�Peaches always had a thing for lawyers.�
�Well he�s found himself a sense of humour form somewhere- I think maybe Cordy.�
�Does he know about-� he pointed to his head indicating his chip
�Yeah and he was all for coming to Sunnydale to rip off Riley�s head and to do a few other things which I don�t think are anatomically possible. Nice to know he cares huh?� Spike shrugged conflicted.
She placed her fork down on her empty plate �to borrow a phrase- that was bloody delicious.� Her teasing tone broke the tension and Spike�s smile returned.
�Got cheesecake for desert. Go into the lounge and I�ll bring it in after I clear up.�
She got up and moved into the lounge �You cooked, you clean up and there�s cheesecake?� she beamed �Careful Spike a girl might get used to having you around.�
He waited until she was out of earshot before his face broke into a wolfish grin �All part of the plan pet, I�m going nowhere.�
Part 13 of Pain and Friendship saga. Good day and Goodnight
Author: Fayth [email protected]
Spike glanced at his watch "C'mon Red. You'll be late."
"It's only a research session." She complained coming down the stairs "No big."
"I'm fed up of being cooped up all bleedin' day." he confessed with a smile
"Oh poor baby." she cooed
Spike looked her up and down. She was wearing tight blue jeans, black heels and a green long sleeved top that bought out her eyes perfectly. While he gave her a once over she returned the favour. He wore his trademark jeans and t-shirt with black duster over the top. She fought the urge to drool but he was yummy.
He threw her a leather jacket "S'cold out." he pulled her onto the porch and closed the front door behind them. Willow stood and stared at what awaited her in the driveway. Her mouth opened and closed a few times and she blinked.
Spike noted all this with a preditors smile, he swaggered down the drive and swung his leg over the motorbike.
*uh* she thought desperately *Spike on a motorbike motorspike! Dangerous Sexy Spike on motorbike- naked Spike on motor-* She shook her head to clear it *snap out of it!* She gulped.
"Like it pet?" Spike said noticing her reaction *Stage two- success* he stroked the leather seat
*Oh i am in SO much trouble!* thought Willow as she forced herself to move and not think of sitting behind Spike- close behind Spike. "W-wheres the Desoto?" She asked hoping he wouldn't notice the tone of desperation.
He pouted "I wanted to play on my new toy- dontcha like it?" he cast his eyes down pretending to be hurt- it was a complete act, he knew how much she liked it and boy did he wish he knew what the fantasies were tripping through her delectable mind that made her smell so delicious.
She nodded weakly *He wouldn't be pouting if he could see inside my mind bad bad Willow* She took a deep breathe and swung her leg over the bike sitting behind him- far behind him.
"You have to scoot a bit closer love." He smirked and passed her a black helmet "Here law in California."
"Where's yours?"
"Only got one, figured i'm less likely to get injured than you. Wouldn't want those beautiful brains addled now would we?" He reached under her chin to pull the helmet on and was rewarded by the sharp intake of breathe and accelerated pulse. His ego grew as he realised she was just as affected by him as she was the bike. His roguish smile would have made a pirate proud.
He switched on the bike and it roared into action with a shudder. Spike reached behind him and pulled Willow arms around his waist until her front was flush against his back.
"Hold on Pet." he looked like the cat who not only got the cream but ate the canary and the fish and kung-fu kicked the dog's ass as well. He pulled away from the drive and sped down the street.
*I will not ravish Spike I will not ravish Spike I will not ravish Spike* Wil repeated like a mantra. They hit a bump which jolted the bike slightly pushing Willow into Spike. She cursed and Spike grinned.
Two streets away Spike's smile had been replaced by a less happy face *stupid* he thought of a suitable name to call himself but failed to think of a better euphamism *just bloody stupid*. He had the object of his desire pressed up tight against him. Her thighs around his ass, her breasts against his back and her arms around his waist hands close to... She was turned on, he could smell the sweet scent and she was whimpering like a kitten and he was so turned on there was no way he was walking away from the bike in his current state. Oh and the worst part? He was innundated with images of driving to the nearest tree and shagging her senseless- which needless to say didnt help his condition any.
By the time they reached the magic box Spike was practically shaking with need, he roared to a stop and motioned for her to get off. "Things to- back later." he growled and kick started the bike away and off into the night.
Willow walked on shaky legs until she got into the magic box where she collapsed into the nearest chair and banged her head against the table and left it there.
"Will?" Xander asked tentatively. None of the scoobies had said a word as an obviously shaken Willow staggered into the room and crumpled into a heap.
"'tupid!" the voice murmured from under her hair "'im and 'is damn toys!"
"Who's toys?" Anya perked up and Willow raised her head about a inch off the table to shoot Anya a dirty look before dropping it again and smacking her forehead against the wood. Buffy looked concerned
"Will are you ok?"
"'es." came the muffled reply
"Is anyone else sensing an Ally McBeale moment?" Xander said confused by his best friends behaviour. Then her comment registered . His toys- Spikes toys? He grinned and waited until Buffy had gone to speak to Giles before he sidled over to Willow.
"Hey Wills where's blondie?" Willow eyed Xander from under her hair having only just calmed down enough not to embarrass herself.
"He is prob'ly out enjoying his new toy." she snapped
"What toy?"
"Motorbike!" she said balefully and Xander looked incredulous before erupting into laughter. Being Willow best friend since kindergarden he knew all about her little motorbike fetish. *way to go Spike!* During one of their Playstation afternoons he had tricked Spike into admitting his feelings for the Redhead. Spike had confessed his affections and moaned about sounding like the sap so Xander had suggested he do somthing about it. Spike had obviously taken his advice. Xander , however, had refused to divulge any information about Willow or her feelings- Spike was a Vampire but Willow scared him way more- plus there was the resolve face to deal with- no Spike was on his own. Maybe. Spike had mentioned his intentions to win her over and Xander had gently suggested certain- avenues- anyway it was obvious that Spike was doing pretty well on his own.
Willow glared at Xander "Not fair Xand." she complained "He has no idea."
*Wanna bet?* he thought "Why don't you tell him how you feel?"
"No ." Reslove face *damn* "That way leads to badness and awkwardity- if that even a word."
"Maybe he feels the same?" *maybe? try for sure!*
She shook her head "He treats me like a sister or a friend, he likes to tease but thats it, he doesn't want me..." she smiled sadly "So what are we researching?"
Spike showed up at the Magic box later and sat in a chair near the door glaring at the book in his lap as if it were responsible for his present state of frustration. He was still itching for a good, hard... fight. He'd spent the last two hours kicking the crap out of any minion that had been stupid enough to cross his path. But it didn't change the fact that what he wanted most in the whole damn world was sitting across from him smelling like Vanilla. Normally if he wanted something he went after it and took it. But he wanted Wilow to love him- forever and he knew -if it was ever possible- he would have to be patient. She really was worth waiting for.
"So we still bronzing tomorrow night. Its tuneless embarassment night." Xander broke the silence.
"Say what?" Spike frowned
"Karaoke night." Willow filled in amused "Where the deaf and misguided attempt to find their groove. Brave souls!"
Buffy groaned "I totally forgot and made a date with Riley. Its our kinda anniversairy."
"What two days since last shag?" Spike was irritated and didn't care who knew it.
"Jealous Spikey? When your last lay was Harmony before she kicked you out for being impotent." She smirked
"At least she was a true blonde slutty."
"Unlike you platinum boy. Whatsa matter frustrated? DIY not doing it for ya anymore?" She bitched
He gritted his teeth against the sudden urge to rip off her head and the demon shone in his eyes.
"Unlike you vampire layer. I'm picky about who i fu-sleep with, i don't spread my legs for every passing college beefcake who dumps me the next morning. Maybe your technique needs work- they don't seem to stick around for seconds."
Buffy's eyes narrowed *direct hit* he thought with satisfaction
"STOP IT!" commanded Willow, the conversation was hitting a little close to home. "You guys are so..." she got up and left the room to angry to finish the sentence.
Xander winced as the door slammed "Way to go guys." he glared at Buffy and Spike in disgust "C'mon Anya we're leaving." and dragging her behind him they both left.
"What was that?" Buffy asked non-plussed
"It might be your conversation bought up memories of Oz?" Giles said tersely
Buffy hit her head with her hand "Oh no. Poor Wills."
Spike immediately felt bad- an emotion he usually revelled in. "Oh Bugger!"
Buffy glared maliciously at him "Oh like you care!"
"Actually Slutty Red is a lot nicer than any of the rest of you pillocks and so yeah- i care." He stood up and went to follow Willow into the training room but was stopped by Buffy
"Oh i'm so thinking no..."
"You actually thinking bitch?"
"ENOUGH" roared Giles "Both of you get out and don't come back until you can act your ages.I'm bloody sick to death of your infantile bickering."
Buffy gathered her caot and stormed out and Spike after casting an apprehensive look at the training room door did the same.
Giles picked up his tea and wandered into the training room to see Willow sitting on the "horse" with her knees pulled up into her chest.
"Are you alright?" He asked gently
"Yeah i guess, i just don't get why they can't get along. He helps and yeah i know- Vampire but its always about the dumbest stuff. Who got laid last?" She shook her head "Lame."
"Ah." Giles took off his glasses and began cleaning them "And you want them to get along because of your feelings for him?"
Willow's head snapped up and she pinned him with a startled look "How did you- did Xander?"
Giles softly laughed "No indeed. I am a Watcher Willow."
"Am i obvious?" She hung her head embarrassed
He replaced his glasses "Only to me. I just told them that their incessant arguing reminded you of Oz. They left pretty quickly after that."
"Oz? Giles me and Oz never-" She blushed
"I know but it made them leave and feel guilty. Besides i wished to talk with you about this." he sat next to her "After my misspent youth i am loathe to instruct you on how to act. I know that you are careful with your magics and i am proud of how you are progressing. But after Buffy's foray into ... um demon dating i feel i must caution you about getting involved with a Vampire- even one as unconventional as our resident Spike."
"Giles, there will be no demon dating. Spike doesn't think of me that way." Willow's voice was downcast and Giles had to smile a little at the girls lack of self confidence especially in the light of the aforementioned demon's feelings.
"Do you trust me?" he asked
"Of course." there was no hesitation
"Then believe me when i say that Spike has feelings for you too. He looks at you when you are unaware and i know he cares for you." he finished simply
"Really?" her tone was one of barely concieved hope
"Really. Now don't let this get out but i am quite fond of Spike he is quite um..."
"Amiable?"
"I was going for peculiar. After seeing his affection for Drusilla i believe you two are a good match but before entering into an...ahem... physical relationship," it was Giles' turn to blush "You should consider the possible ramifications of Vampiric mating habits which include rights of Sire and Claiming and feeding during...ahem.. erm... intimacy. "
Willow's face matched Giles' in its redness "Ok Giles." She promised
"Well...ahem...if that's sorted let me drive you home."
On the drive home she considered Giles' words- did Spike feel the same way? He always treated her nicely, cooking, buying her food and walking her home. But did he love her- the way she loved him? What if he didnt- what if he did? How could Giles be sure and what if he ever lost the chip?
She barely noticed anything as she walked up her driveway and into her house, her mind racing away. She dropped her keys on the table and climbed the stairs to her bedroom.
She gasped as she opened the door. A dozen blood red roses lay on her bed. She blinked
"Huh?" There was a card on the top of them and picking it up it read in beautiful handwriting:
TURN AROUND
Willow turned and saw Spike standing in the doorway holding a single red rose.
"Hello." he said hesitantly
Her heart melted "Spike wha-?"
"I'm sorry pet." He interrupted "Never meant to upset you, you know?" He swallowed and gave her a sheepish grin "Forgive me?"
He was irresistable "Of course." she said, she felt full like her heart was too full of love for him that it actually ached. "I love them- noone has bought me flowers before," she paused "At least when i was conscious anyway."
He stepped forward and stroked a hand down her arm when he spoke his voice sounded far away "You deserve Roses." he stared into her eyes almost drowning in their depths.
Something was changing between them, molecules heating up and vibrating- electricity crackling in the air, the breathless certainty of fufillment. It surrounded them, pulling them closer together. Suddenly he was impossibly close and she was staring up into his piercing blue eyes.
His eyes flickered to her mouth and slowly he lowered his head until... the phone rang shattering the moment.
"Sod!" Spike exclaimed
"I-i'd better g-get t-that." stammered Willow and fled downstairs "H-h-hello?" She was breathless as she answered the phone still staring at the stairs. Her senses swirled.
"Wills it's Buffy."
"Buffy?" *Who the hell was Buffy?* her brain had melted and refused to function
"I just wanted to apologise- you know how my foot likes to live in my mouth. But that undead creep just-"
Spike cursed as he shut his bedroom door *The bleeding slayer is always balsing up my plans daft bitch!* He'd been so close to tasting his witch, he took a deep breath, he was a patient bloke... well actually he wasn't but it was never to late to learn. He paced like a caged animal. What he wouldnt give for a spot of violence right now.
Willow mumbled some response to Buffy's apology before hanging up and returning to her bedroom.
Spike's door was closed and she was relieved. She had no idea what was happening here and she needed to sit in her room - amidst the roses- and think and just be alone for a while.
"Goodnight." She whispered as she shut her door.
