He Made Us ...

She woke to feel a cool body beside her.Thinking, dreaming it was him, her lover ,Buffy moaned sweetly and cuddled into him.It was only when she wanted to wrap her arms around him that she realized something was wrong. His body was wrong, not as bulky, more compact and his scent was more ... 'woodsy'. Also , there was that little problem of being cuffed. Her eyes shot open and focussed on the being beside her.

'Oh god... no' she thought , 'not Spike'. It was only now that she looked downward to see his naked chest and ... "oh my god!". That was when Buffy noticed her own state of undress too. Before she could react she heard the telltale moans that told her of Spikes waking.His head rose up a few inches and then flopped back to the mattress as he continued to moan out his hangover. As consciousness seeped through the alcohol induced haze, Spike realized that this wasn't his bed in the factory and that there was the faint buzz of something familiar that pestered his senses...

"Slayer!"

Spike growled with fury as he tried to rise from the bed , only to find his escape was hindered.With a loud roar he pulled on the chains,trying to distance himself from the irate looking slayer. His anger died away when he caught the scent of her fear and then heard the maniacal laugh coming from the darkness.

Angelus danced forward, a huge grin on his face , clapping at the sight before him. Both of his captives looked up at him, Spike, now angered more than before ,shifted his features to that of his true face.The slayer, she pulled herself into a ball to cover her nudity but scowled at the advancing vampire.

"Well, looky what I caught, two fish on one hook." his smile was still wide but at least he had stopped laughing. "I suppose you're wondering why I'm doing this? Simple really , but then neither of you are what we would call smart, so, let me explain." Angelus moved closer to the bed and had to retreat at speed as Spike launched himself at his Grandsire with a blood curdling snarl.Unfortunately the chains snapped him back to the wall,causing him to hit his head. It entertained Angelus no end and he started to chuckle.

"William,William...William " he shook his head with disappointment "Will you ever learn?Now as I was saying before we were rudely interrupted" he paced the lengh of the bed, his head was bowed and his hands were clasped behind his back.

"Just get to the point,wanker.Me and the slayer here can do without your theatrics"

Angelus narrowed his eyes and stopped his pacing.He leaned forward , "Fine" he growled out."It came to my attention that both of you have been ...shall we say, working together?Conspired behind my back to take me down, well try at least. You managed to stop me from waking Acathla ,I'll grant you but it didn't exactly help your cause.How on earth will your watcher and friends survive now?" he asked Buffy.

Her head shot up to meet his gaze, eyes burned into eyes as she gritted her teeth, "So, this is a vengeance gig for you, fine, just get it over with".

Spike smirked at the pushy slayer, she really did have a death wish.He had just hoped that he would have been the one to end it for her.The look on Angelus' face was one that deserved to be captured and preserved , Spike found it hard not to enjoy this.It didn't take away the feeling that something bad would come of his situation, but he would go with the flow... for now.Not like he had a lot of choice, was it.

"Not so fast Buffy " he drawled "See, I came up with this ingenious plan,a way of getting my own back." Angelus sat in a chair that rested against the far wall. An old art deco lamp sat on the simple side table beside it, he switched it on and crossed a leg over the other knee, his hands held as if in prayer."This is how things stand at the moment,your witch is in a coma and ... unavailable to do the soul restoration spell,the wolf boy and your clown are keeping my minions company,the watcher is busy being Dru's plaything.So ,that brings me to the two of you." Angelus uncrossed his legs and leaned forward " You two are my playthings"

Buffy was still holding her knee's to her chest, Spike ,who was used to Angelus' twisted games and his own nudity ,wasn't as shy.It was hard for Buffy to keep her trecherous eyes from oggling the blond vampire. Spike didn't notice, but Angel did.'Interesting' he thought as he let a possesive growl escape.He may not love the slayer but his demon remembered that he had whilst he had a soul.As far as it was concerned, she was his , as much as it sickened him.It was the sick part of his being that wished to cleanse himself of the slayer once and for all, hence the situation they were in now.Fucking Drusilla just wasn't doing it.

"You're both obviously naked and are chained to each other. The only way either of you get free is to do exactly as I say,when I say".Spike glanced at Buffy and then at Angelus, he knew that Angelus rarely kept his word.A feeling of dread settled in Buffy's stomach like concrete,making her feel sick. Her heart beat wildly and her blood pressure soared,making her feel faint. She slumped against Spike,who lowered her until her head rested on his lap.

Angelus laughed as he said "Well, isn't that just precious!" He got to his feet and moved closer but a warning growl from Spike halted him.

"I don't know what sick and twisted game you're playing but I won't be a part of it.Stake me now and let her go"

Angelus sarcastically clutched his hands to his heart and sighed "So gallant ,her knight in battered armour"

"Hardly that , just want to take her out in a fair fight is all,it's what a slayer like her deserves."

Angelus stared at the girl that rested in the younger vamps lap and smirked again, "Looks like you haven't much choice in the matter now,does it Willy." Angelus walked to the door of the room and stood in the light that came through the partially opened door, "Oh and I wouldn't try and escape, even if you managed to get out of the chains, I have minions all over the warehouse with strict intsructions to kill you both on sight.There are some ingenious traps set too." He sauntered out of the room and Spike closed his eyes in defeat as he heard at least three sets of locks and padlocks shut on the other side of the door.

"Bollocks!". He looked down at the girl that lay in his lap and gave great thought to just draining her now, before Angelus could put his plans into action.It would certainly be kinder to her. Spike wasn't an idiot,he was sure that the poof would make him pay for ruining his fun and that it would be a long and painful punishment. Would it be worth it? He was drawn from his thoughts by her moans and her stirring.

Buffy rose a little and wiped at her mouth and then glanced at where she had been resting ,her eyes widening at the sight of Spikes very naked lap. Her eyes then drifted up to meet his, his brow raised and a cocky smirk gracing his lips.

"Where is he?" she whispered as she looked around the room and saw her tormentor gone.

"He left, probably shagging Dru and getting his jolies by torturing her.He won't be gone long, but then I guess you had first hand experience of that" he chuckled.

"You're a pig ,Spike"

The silence stretched out between them, both taking the furthest corner from each other.Buffy curled in the foetal position to cover herself while Spike stretched out, from his place on the bed, he had a nice view of her ass. Always one to appreciate the finer things,Spike found himself unable to resist looking.He hit his head against the wall three times to break his focus,making Buffy look over at him. He really didn't want to have the slayers toned and incredibly hot body making appearances in his dreams.Spike growled at her , forcing Buffy to look away from him.Once he felt that he was calmed down, he realized that the slayer was crying.

Buffy felt totally helpless.Angelus had captured her and had incapacitated all of her friends and allies. She was utterly alone.No, not alone, because Angelus had seen fit to chain her to her worst fear,Spike. This was not going to end well for her.Either vampire would kill her, of that she was certain.With that realization,Buffy broke down.She drew her knee's up to her chest,wrapped her arms around them and buried her head in her knee's while she wept.She was pulled from her own grief and pity when she felt the cool hand rest on her bicep and then rub it in an act of support,Buffy looked up quickly and brushed her blond locks from her wet and clammy face,

"Don't cry pet,please."

Buffy let out a small chuckle, "Don't cry? Are you joking? What part of his evil plan are you not getting?Because I can tell you now that he does mean whatever it is he has planned and that it won't be pleasant for either of us.At least you're family,Angelus might cut you some slack"

Spike laughed " I bloody doubt that love.Me and him haven't seen eye to eye in ...well forever.Since I was turned Angelus has done everything in his power to show me how worthless I am and how low his opinion of me is"

Buffy frowned . "Is that why you decided to help me stop him and Acathla?" Spike meerly nodded.His gaze fell on the door and he tilted his head to listen. "Bollocks".

"What is it?"

"He's on his way back now." With no more of an explanation, Spike launched himself at Buffy, growling as he flattened her to the mattress. Buffy braced her hands against his chest as she tried to push him off of her.Spike buried his face in her neck and revelled in the increase of her heart rate.If he could hear it then so could Angelus.It would help to convince the wanker that they were struggling.The first lock was unlatched and Spike whispered to her low enough that Angelus wouldn't hear , " Go with me on this, I won't hurt you Buffy, not intentionally.We have to work together to get out of this ,but it has to be convincing." The second latch was unbolted . "He's no fool Buffy , can you do it? Can you handle what will happen here?"

Buffy's mind rushed to keep up and finally after a brief silence she nodded against Spikes cheek.It wasn't that she trusted him.For all she knew this was all part of an elaborate hoax .But what choice did she have?

"Good girl" , he whispered just before Buffy felt the sting of his fangs in her neck.