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Summary: AU after Normal Again, Buffy is not sent to the mental ward but is driven insane in the real world. Spike looks after her. B/S of course.
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Prologue.
"Well shit."
That was the last coherent thought to go through Buffy's mind as she felt the toxin from the demon's stinger work it's way into her brain.
The Slayer could feel her mind shatter as the poison gripped her mind like a fist, squeezing tighter and tighter.
She may have screamed from the pain but Buffy was beyond the point of being fully able to comprehend her actions.
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Chapter 1.
Spike turned away from the remains of the demon that had hurt his Slayer when he heard the girl he loved cry out in pain.
If any human being in the area were watching they would not have been able to actually see Spike move, at most they would have registered a black and platinum blonde blur as the master vampire moved faster than he had ever tried to do in all of his one hundred and twenty years. One moment he was standing over his latest demon victim, the next he was across the street with Buffy tightly held in his arms.
"Come on, come back to me luv," he gently cooed to the girl he loved laying unconscious in his arms. "Come on Buffy, I'm gonna take you back home and get you nice and fixed up."
He lifted the petite blonde and started to walk in the direction of his crypt. After taking a few steps he thought better of that idea and instead turned in the direction of the Summers house.
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"NIBBLET! GET YOUR LITTLE ARSE DOWN HERE AND HELP ME WITH BIG SIS!" Spike bellowed from the bottom of the stairs after depositing Buffy on the couch. 'Good thing that sodding invite spell went out the window,' he thought to himself as he waited for the youngest Summers girl to come down and help him deal with Buffy.
"Spike? What's happened now? Did you piss Buffy off?" It was at this point that she noticed the form of her sister draped over the couch.
She couldn't stop images of her mother laying dead on the same couch after the fatal brain haemorrhage and of Buffy herself dead at the foot of Glory's tower from rushing through her mind.
She looked at Spike, questioning him with here eyes as to the condition of the sister that she had already seen dead one too many times.
Spike saw the look in Dawn's eyes and understood what she was thinking, the same thoughts had flashed through his brain when he saw Buffy fall.
"She's alive Bit, just can't get her to wake up is all."
The look of panic fell from Dawn's face to be replaced by worry as she heard the last part of what spike had said.
"What do you mean you can't get her to wake up?" She moved over to stand by the couch next to Spike.
"Just that, cant wake 'er up, tried shaking her and talkin' to her but she won't wake up. Heartbeat and breathin's OK though."
Just then the Slayer started to stir. Dawn knelt over her, concern written over her young features.
Buffy slowly opened her eyes and smiled when she saw her sister.
"Dawn."
"Yes Buffy."
"Dawn, so pretty." Buffy spoke with a childlike innocence as she reached up and stroked Dawn's face.
Dawn again looked to Spike with questioning eyes and he had no choice but to answer with a shake of his head to indicate that he too had no idea why Buffy was acting this way. Two questions passed through both their minds as they watched Buffy start to play with the end of her shirt.
'What is wrong? How can we fix it?'
TBC
AN: Please review me, this is my 1st story and i need tips on how to make it better. Look at it this way, you review me and you get a better story out of it in the end.
Summary: AU after Normal Again, Buffy is not sent to the mental ward but is driven insane in the real world. Spike looks after her. B/S of course.
*****
Prologue.
"Well shit."
That was the last coherent thought to go through Buffy's mind as she felt the toxin from the demon's stinger work it's way into her brain.
The Slayer could feel her mind shatter as the poison gripped her mind like a fist, squeezing tighter and tighter.
She may have screamed from the pain but Buffy was beyond the point of being fully able to comprehend her actions.
*****
Chapter 1.
Spike turned away from the remains of the demon that had hurt his Slayer when he heard the girl he loved cry out in pain.
If any human being in the area were watching they would not have been able to actually see Spike move, at most they would have registered a black and platinum blonde blur as the master vampire moved faster than he had ever tried to do in all of his one hundred and twenty years. One moment he was standing over his latest demon victim, the next he was across the street with Buffy tightly held in his arms.
"Come on, come back to me luv," he gently cooed to the girl he loved laying unconscious in his arms. "Come on Buffy, I'm gonna take you back home and get you nice and fixed up."
He lifted the petite blonde and started to walk in the direction of his crypt. After taking a few steps he thought better of that idea and instead turned in the direction of the Summers house.
*****
"NIBBLET! GET YOUR LITTLE ARSE DOWN HERE AND HELP ME WITH BIG SIS!" Spike bellowed from the bottom of the stairs after depositing Buffy on the couch. 'Good thing that sodding invite spell went out the window,' he thought to himself as he waited for the youngest Summers girl to come down and help him deal with Buffy.
"Spike? What's happened now? Did you piss Buffy off?" It was at this point that she noticed the form of her sister draped over the couch.
She couldn't stop images of her mother laying dead on the same couch after the fatal brain haemorrhage and of Buffy herself dead at the foot of Glory's tower from rushing through her mind.
She looked at Spike, questioning him with here eyes as to the condition of the sister that she had already seen dead one too many times.
Spike saw the look in Dawn's eyes and understood what she was thinking, the same thoughts had flashed through his brain when he saw Buffy fall.
"She's alive Bit, just can't get her to wake up is all."
The look of panic fell from Dawn's face to be replaced by worry as she heard the last part of what spike had said.
"What do you mean you can't get her to wake up?" She moved over to stand by the couch next to Spike.
"Just that, cant wake 'er up, tried shaking her and talkin' to her but she won't wake up. Heartbeat and breathin's OK though."
Just then the Slayer started to stir. Dawn knelt over her, concern written over her young features.
Buffy slowly opened her eyes and smiled when she saw her sister.
"Dawn."
"Yes Buffy."
"Dawn, so pretty." Buffy spoke with a childlike innocence as she reached up and stroked Dawn's face.
Dawn again looked to Spike with questioning eyes and he had no choice but to answer with a shake of his head to indicate that he too had no idea why Buffy was acting this way. Two questions passed through both their minds as they watched Buffy start to play with the end of her shirt.
'What is wrong? How can we fix it?'
TBC
AN: Please review me, this is my 1st story and i need tips on how to make it better. Look at it this way, you review me and you get a better story out of it in the end.