There but for the Grace of Cupids Arrow


Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. Anyone who thinks otherwise should look at my last pay cheque. Joss, ME and a plethora of others are the ones getting rich off of this.

Setting: The end of out of my mind' and onward.

Pairing: Guess. Go on, bit of brainwork, see if you can`t work it out.

A/N: Some lines, through out the fic, are inspired by, or are straight quotes from the show. This chapter has some from Out of My Mind.




Standard procedure continued unaltered as Buffy slammed back the door to the crypt, and then stormed in, the only occupant seemingly unconcerned, remaining slouched in his tattered armchair.


Was expecting you sooner, its been five hours Spike commented, coming out of his chair to face her, standing a few paces away.


I would have been quicker but I was too busy cleaning up your mess She snapped back as she gestured towards the door.


My mess! He threw his hands up in apparent exasperation. The trouble was yours Slayer, yours and the boys, I was only borrowing the Doc.


Well it`s just too bad that we had to have him back before you were finished with him. The quip brought a small smile to her face. She shuck her head, It doesn't matter any way, this would have still ended the same way, it`ll just be even easier, now she said as she drew a stake from her waste-band.


Easier! Are you as blind as you are dozy woman, unless you've forgotten, that even with the chip I had you beat, what with my fangs at your neck and all.


No I'm just trying to repress the memory of your mouth being anywhere near me her grin was replaced with a slightly disgusted expression, but her countenance quickly brightened. But, hey, I`ll treasure this one for ever With that she drew her arm back and began to stab towards her nemesis` heart. Realising his imminent danger Spike dodged back, bringing his hands up protectively in front of his chest.


Wooaah Slayer, what happened to not killing harmless vampires gesturing towards himself.


You are anything but harmless Spike, you've proved that on one too many occasion a small shrug tonight was just final proof of how I should have done this years ago Her stake hand shaking slightly to make clear her meaning.


Years ago! I told you then and I`ll tell you now. You, don't, have, the, stones.


Yeah, watch me With that she lunged forward, her left hand grasping the collar of his T-shirt to keep him still while the right plunged down towards the heart before halting just before it broke the skin. Upon the stake reaching him the slayer realised that she simply could not do it. Looking up into his face Buffy could see the vampire had tensed, awaiting the fatal blow but his piercing blue eyes were staring back at her. As the seconds ticked by Buffy became more and more aware that her threat was losing all of its credibility, and with the rising tension did the only thing she could think of to brake it.

The stake cluttered to the ground as her left hand dragged his face towards hers. Her lips almost violently making contact with his. After the moment of one sided kissing he managed to pull away, and took a step back. Buffy took deep breaths as she took him in. Spikes eyes were wide with surprise and his head tilted to the side as he studied her. He clearly came to a decision because he stepped back to her and in one movement captured her face with his hands and her lips with his own. Buffys arms swept round his neck and returned his passion wholeheartedly. As he began kissing down her neck he mumbled in her ear,


God, Buffy I've wanted to do this for so long


Oh, Spike I love you His eyes came up to meet hers,


Spike I love you so much





Buffy started awake and sat upright with a gasp. With eyes filling with horror, she regarded herself. Her yummy sushi top was moist with her sweat, and clung to the swell of her breasts, so she could clearly see her hardened nipples. Between her legs she could feel that her sticky excretions had formed a wet patch across the groin of her pyjama bottoms. A quick look to her right showed that she was alone in her bed, and there was a moments confusion before her lust addled mind remembered that her boyfriend, who had spent almost every night in her bed recently was staying over night at the hospital after his operation. Thoughts of the operation, led to thoughts of the doctor who had performed it, which then led to the blonde vampire who had borrowed' him. When confronted with her dream there was only one coherent thought that Buffys mind could come up with.

Oh God no! Please no!