A/N Warning :- This story is adult rated NC17 from the start and contains sexual content and adult language. Later chapters will have some scenes of violence and death.

Introduction:- Buffy stands on the tower that Glory's minions have built, Dawn stands beside Buffy, willing to jump and close the portal, that threatens the fabric of all dimensions and the world as they know it.

Buffy jumps and ends up in a different circumstance , she isn't dead, in fact she wakes in bed ,with a man leaning over her, that she recognises . Buffy also has the agonising task of getting home. Will it be possible or will Buffy have to make a new life for herself in Victorian London.

Disclaimer:- Buffy The Vampire Slayer and all characters related to the show belong to Joss Wheddon and Mutany Enemy etc . I do not make money from this.I just have an over active imagination and love to write.

Please review ! I love seeing what you all think of the story and I aim to acknowledge my reviewers and offer my thanks.

Chapter 1

Sunnydale

"What are you doing?" Buffy asked Dawn, her voice almost breaking with so many emotions it's hard to tell where one ended and another begun

"I have to jump. The energy." Dawn looked past Buffy, scared and panicked

"It'll kill you." Angrily Buffy held her shoulders

"I know." Buffy stared at her" Buffy, I know about the ritual. I have to stop it."

"No.!" Buffy's tears fell as Dawn tried bravely to do the right thing.

The tower shook underneath them, making them both stumble.

" I have to. Look at what's happening." Fear showed on Dawns face

More lightning crackles, even larger than before. Buffy looked up. A huge dragon flew out of the portal and buzzed the tower, flying away as they watched.

" Buffy, you have to let me go. Blood started it, and until the blood stops flowing, it'll never stop." The urgency in her voice snapped Buffy back to focus on her

Buffy stared at Dawn in anguish.

Dawn tearfully told Buffy " You know you have to let me. It has to have the blood."

Buffy got a look of realization on her face.

Hadn't Spike said the same thing earlier in the Magic Box? Buffy remembered her and Dawn bonding over the fact that she was her sister , then she had mixed their blood by cutting their hands " It's Summers blood. It's just like mine." She told Dawn. ' The monks had made her from me ' she thought

Buffy frowned. Turned around slowly.

The platform extended into the air. In the distance, holes seem to be opening in the sky. The sky is growing lighter as the sun tries to rise.

Buffy looks peaceful. She turned back to Dawn, who stared wide-eyed.

" Buffy ... no!" Dawn realised what Buffy was about to do and fear and panic set in again

Buffy didn't have time to think , just to reassure Dawn and to save her " Dawnie, I have to."

" No!"

" Listen to me. Please, there's not a lot of time, listen." Buffy held her shoulders

Buffy held Dawn by the upper arms and continued talking to her, Dawn began to cry. Lightning continued to crackle behind them. She stroked the side of Dawn's face, then kisses her on the cheek. Dawn continued to cry.

Buffy turned. In slow-motion, she ran down the platform as Dawn stayed there crying.

Buffy swan-dived off the end of the platform and into the portal.

Dawn watched, sobbing.

Buffy fell into the portal and hung there motionless, expressions of pain racked her face.

As Buffy passed through the portal, her parting words run through Dawns mind, as if Dawn was trying to make her last few minutes with Buffy etch into her memory.

"Dawn, listen to me. Listen.

I love you. I will always love you.

But this is the work that I have to do.

Tell Giles ... tell Giles I figured it out. And, and I'm okay.

And give my love to my friends.

You have to take care of them now.

You have to take care of each other.

You have to be strong.

Dawn, the hardest thing in this world ... is to live in it.

Be brave. Live

For me. "

The portal shrinks to nothingness and disappears. The sun begins to rise.

Willow and Tara, holding each other up, walk forward. Behind them we can see Giles coming forward too, and Xander holding Anya in his arms.

Spike tried to come forward, falling to the ground as the sunlight hit him, his face bloodied.

Willow and Tara hold onto each other as Willow began to cry.

Giles began to cry. Spike crouched, with his hands over his face, sobbing.

Dawn slowly made her way down the stairs, holding her sides, spotting the others.

Dawn begun to cry again.

Dawn stood on the stairs looking over at everyone.

"Where is she?" Dawn sobbed , Spike stayed in the shade , knelt on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

Giles looked over at the young girl and wiped his eyes " We don't know . She must have gone through to another dimension , Dawn"

"So she may not be dead" But the hope in her voice drifted off. Dawn doubted that it could happen, she had to face it, Buffy was gone.

Her tears fell again.

After The Leap

Buffy felt the pull, she hung in the epicentre and could feel the portal closing around her. If the pain hadn't been so bad she would smile, it was closing after her. She tried to look over her shoulder to see if she could still see the tower and Dawn or even her friends. But the pressure that squeezed at her body wouldn't let her.The agony grew in intensity and Buffy could feel herself slipping from consciousness, her last thoughts were of her sister . and the world she had saved.

The light hurt as she opened her eyes and she blinked against it, lifting her arm to help shield her eyes. Blinking furiously she tried to focus on something , anything.

"Your awake Miss? You gave us quite a scare" the man said

He looked vaguely familiar and the voice was the same, maybe a little more refined

"I'm alive? I made it through okay?" she sounded elated

"I may not know what it is you are talking about Miss"

Buffy tried to sit up but felt his gentle hand hold her against the pillows "Is Dawn and the others okay , Spike?"

"I'm afraid I do not know a 'Spike' or Dawn , are these people acquaintances of yours?"

Buffy's head swam , maybe he had lost his memory in the fall.

"Are you sure you feel all right?"

Buffy didn't know where she was or what was going on but her head hurt and she felt groggy and ached all over.

"Yeah, I'm just a little blind I think, and a little sore from the fall" she croaked out

"I'm not surprised" he came towards the bed " That was rather a large stallion you were riding"

Huh? Her brain must be damaged, she was sure he said she fell off a horse.

"Stallion?"

"Yes, the horse that your Father purchased for you only this week. You insisted that you should ride the beast and break him in"

"Sounds like me" she sniggered " Where am I?"

"Miss Buffy, you are staying at my London home until you can recuperate, your Father has had to go to Edinborough to finalise some business , and he has entrusted your care and well being to myself and my Mother while he is away"

"Right, so he's still a deadbeat Dad, why does that not surprise me"

Buffy tried hard to focus again, as her eyes had stopped stinging and has grown accustomed to the light. There was some improvement and now she could see but it was blurred images and nothing more. How have I ended up in London ?

"If you feel a little better then I though that maybe you would like to partake in a walk along the fields later. Mother thinks that the fresh air would help you and put some colour in your cheeks"

"That would be nice... what's your name? You didn't tell me and I forgot to ask, what with the pain and confusion and blindness"

"Please accept my apologies, I should have said, but I would have thought you knew me. Our families are quite close, my names is William. William Davenport. "

He lifted her hand to his lips and bowed gracefully, allowing Buffy a closer look.

It couldn't be! How? And why in hells bells did he look like such a geek! His tweed suit and little glasses that perched on the end of his nose, made him look like a Watcher. But this couldn't be Spike. Spike was annoying and so far this man had been kind and polite, considerate and courteous. He hadn't once tried to kill her and... he was human. He had walked in and out of the sun that shone in through the bedroom window and her slayer senses weren't going heywire.

" I shall have one of our maids draw you a bath and bring your clothing , so that you may join us for lunch on the verander. I look forward to it, until later, good day Miss Buffy"

"Good day William"

Once the bedroom door had closed behind him, Buffy got up and tried to stretch out her body. It ached and felt like it had been contorted into a ball and toyed with by a huge angry demon cat or something. God how she missed her power shower, but the thought of a nice hot bath would help towards ridding her body of all it's aches and pains.

Buffy had been thrown through a loop, and a hell gods portal, which had dropped her in some bizarro alternate dimension where Spike was human and apparently she was back in the Victorian era, Spike had mentioned that he was sired in 1880 or something so she was there , here, before then. She sat on the end of her bed and took in everything that had happened.

One thought kept ringing through the rest, how do I get back to Dawn and the others?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a gentle rap on her bedroom door. She called for the person to enter . A small woman that looked to be in her early forties came in, her arms full of a beautiful dress and petticoats, behind her came three other women carrying heavy cast iron jugs.They prepared her bath and most of them left, leaving just the forty something woman behind.

"Mornin' Miss, Sir said I was to stay 'n' 'elp you dress for the day ahead" her cockney accent made Buffy smile, it was very similar to Spikes, not that this Spike had that accent , no, he was more refined and 'posh'.

Buffy was very aware of the fact that she would not be bathing alone. It appeared that Victorian women couldn't do a thing themselves and that included taking a bath. Buffy thought that this was wrong on so many levels and it took the maid twenty minutes to convince Buffy that she wouldn't go anywhere and that the water would be tepid by now. So, before the water went completely cold, Buffy sighed and slid into the bath.

After the completely embarrassing bath and the struggle to get into the dress from hell, Buffy made her way into the drawing room. The maid led her in and bowed and left.

Spike stood at the fireplace whilst his Mother sat in a chair beside the fire, reading a book that looked as if it would fall apart, loose pages poked from the binding at odd angles. On seeing her stood there at the doors, Spike pulled hid jacket down and gave a nervous cough, and his Mother handed the book to him, which he tucked up on the mantel. His Mother beamed a smile at her and held out a hand to her. Buffy took the proffered hand and knelt beside the chair. Spike looked a little flushed and took to looking out of the window.

"It is wonderful to see you out of bed finally, my sweet girl, do you feel a little better now?"

"Yes thank you Mrs Davenport, I hope you're okay?"

The elder woman smiled, a little amused by the girls speech, still she thought, the girl was only just here from the States, humour the child.

"I am feeling very well, Buffy. William said that you may be well enough to enjoy a brief walk this afternoon?"

"Yeah, I'd like that very much"

"Then we shall take a picnic with us and make the most of this wonderful weather we have been graced with"

"Sounds great! I can't wait"

Again she smiled at the young girls colourful speech and enthusiasm. William watched from over his shoulder. He appeared to be distant and Buffy was intrigued.

How can the human Spike be so different from the cocky, arrogant and highly annoying vampire?

Buffy sunk into her thoughts again at the mention of the future Spike and felt the grief , she felt guilt as well. While she was sat here fine and healthy, with Spikes human self and his family, Dawn and her friends would be thinking she had died or worse , that she was trapped in the hell dimension that Glory had come from.

'Oh god! What if this is the hell dimension that Glory came from and this is all a figment of my imagination? What if I go to leave this house and it's all fire, brimstone and hell creatures and demons? ' The panic attack came over here and before she knew it, she had passed out.

She opened her eyes and William was stood over her fanning her and trying to loosen her corets. His mother was fussing over her and had held smelling salts under her nose, which smelt foul and made Buffy want to heave. She fought the urge and after a few minutes, sat up.

William stood back in his spot by the window, again , watching over his shoulder as the maids were now taking care of Buffy.

'She is simply divine' he thought to himself ' And I'm ashamed that I did sneak a peak at her figure whilst I loosened her corsets, but she is pefect and I feel I must keep a distance from her, or I may fall for the young lady and she has been promised to another'.

Buffy watched as he more or less ignored her. She felt the familiar anger that he rose in her because of it, she excused herself and went to her room. The maid followed her, which annoyed her further. She slammed the bedroom door and almost took it off the hinges. Buffy then pummelled the bed, splitting the pillows and becoming covered in goose down and fine feathers.

Downstairs, William and his Mother flinched as the door to her room slammed and reverberated through the house. The growls and thuds were holding their attention. Mrs Davenport looked at her son and frowned.

"This wouldn't have anything to do with you would it William?"

"No Mother I assure you, Miss Buffy and I have hardly spoken , and I have not kept her company since the night before last, when she woke"

"Well, son, something about you has indeed upset the young girl, may I suggest that you pay her a visit and find out what may have got her so... spirited"

"Very well Mother, but if I return with a bloodied nose I shall blame you" he smiled as he left the room.

Buffy was finally through with the slaying of the bed . She stood surrounded by feathers and was covered in them, her hair and cleavage were full of them and the light feathers still hung in the air , floating on the air that been charged with her energy.

William stood outside her room and couldn't hear anything. Straightening himself and plucking courage from somewhere, he knocked her door lightly.

Buffy answered the door and huffed and looked up at the heavens when she saw who it was.

"What do you want Spike" she closed her eyes tight as she realised her mistake, calling him his moniker wouldn't do herself or him any favours.

Confused by the name that she had just called him, William frowned but entered the room anyway. He stood behind her, surveying the damage.

"I have come to see if there was something that I may have dome to upset you Miss , and to offer my humble apologies should I have offended you in any way during your sudden panic attack"

"You didn't, this is my problem, I shouldn't of just ran out like that , and I'm sorry about the bed and pillows."

"I'm sure they didn't mind . May I ask why you are upset, is it your impending wedding to Lord Davenport"

"Huh? Who?What?" Buffy was dumbfounded

"Your wedding, next month, to my cousin Stephen."

"You are joking aren't you, oh god please be joking"

"No Miss I'm not"

Seeing the shock and dismay on Buffy's face , William drew closer and picked a few feathers from her hair and smiled at her. He placed his hands on her shoulders.

"You seemed happy about your courtship and impending nuptials before Buffy, why the change of heart?"

Just the feel of his strong hands on her shoulders threw Buffy through another loop, but why? She couldn't stand to have him near her before, especially after his proclamations of love, but that was Spike... this was William.

"I don't know, maybe the bump to my noggin has given me selective amnesia " she joked.

He smiled. It was the first real smile she had seen

"And I dare say, a destructive streak, now shall we try and tidy this before Mother sees it? I shall have the maids bring more pillows to your room later"

Buffy looked at herself in the mirror and saw his reflection. He was stood behind her, his head just above her shoulder. Her sharp intake of breath went unnoticed by William. He looked and his eyes went wide as he saw the single tear that fell .

Williams heart swelled, she was so different , no other woman was like her, she was unique and he felt himself fall under her spell.He came closer and laid his hands on her shoulders again.Her eyes closed at the contact and his breath caught in his throat, she was feeling it too. His hand slipped to her hips and Buffy gasped .

The maids burst in, not realising that anyone was in the room. Their eyes first caught sight of the feathers and then to the couple that suddenly realised they were no longer alone in the room and jumped away from each other.

Embarrassed, William made his excuses and left.

Buffy collected herself and apologised about the mess and flew out of the room, her silk skirks and petticoats flowing behind her.

Buffy ran out of the house and across the field until she reached the woods.

William watched from his place at the window.

"Bloody hell!"

He ran out of the house and followed the direction in which she had fled.

Buffy sat on a tree stump and cried . The sound of her sobs echoed in the still night. William followed the sounds and found her still sat on the stump, her dress tattered in places and her hair had fallen to hang around her face, giving her a softer look. She looked even more adorable now, The dishevelled look became her and his heart beat faster.

She heard him coming. ' Spikes stealth is not something that William possessed. "Go away" she called out

"I can't leave you alone Buffy, it's not safe out here in the woods"

"I grew up on a hell... in a hell hole" she corrected herself " I doubt some English woods would be scarier than that, and I assure you I can look after myself"

William knelt beside her, he laid his hand on hers "If it was my behaviour upstairs that caused this, I am sorry, I have never been that forward with a lady before"

Buffy sniggered and thought of the times that Spike had slammed her against furniture, walls, the floor and had engaged in some mind blowing rough sex with her.

"Of course not"

Buffy looked deep into his eyes and couldn't stop the urge to kiss his lips and see if he kissed like Spike and tasted like Spike and if he would make love to her like Spike.

William was held captive by her gaze. His eyes searched her green eyes and the feelings that coursed through his body took over.

He leant forward . his soft lips found hers. He pulled her off the tree stump and into his lap, never breaking their kiss.

'God she is a passionate little thing' he thought as he sunk deeper into the kiss.

Buffy clutched at his body, running her hands down his chest and to his waist. William fought through the petticoats and found the soft flesh of her thighs and strokes then gently with his fingertips.. Buffy gasped and pulled him down to the grass.William broke the kiss, he was panting and shaking. He looked deep into her eyes and smiled , he kissed her bare shoulders, his hands working up her thighs, feeling for her underwear. Buffy gasped as he brushed against her mound. He continued to kiss his way down to the swell of her breasts.

He stopped and looked up at her "Buffy , I have a confession to make, I have held a torch for you since I first saw you with Stephen, and also I have never experienced pleasures of the flesh" he blushed

Buffy smiled, and pulled him back down to her, he really was adorable. "It's okay William, If you don't want to , I'll understand"

William looked at her with awe in his eyes "I want to but fear I am let you down, I don't want to sully your name and I don't want our first time to be a

..." Buffy kissed him, stopping any other conversation.

William eased his hand into the knickers that she wore and gasped , she was so hot and so wet, it felt like liquid velvet and he felt his cock grow another inch, it throbbed and begged for freedom , he desperately needed to be inside her. William pulled at the knickers and soon discarded them to the side.

Buffy slowly traced his muscled chest and abs, down to his belt and undid it, popping the button on his pants and forced the zipper down.

'Some things never change' she thought as his cock sprung free,' he doesn't wear underwear now either '

Her hot hand grasped at his hot throbbing cock and she slowly pumped him with her hand as she encouraged William to stroke her clit and he obliged, he slowly pushed a finger into her core, causing Buffy to gasp and push against it . Their joint gasps echoed through the woods, they didn't care, they only had thoughts of each other and the feelings they were having at that moment.

Buffy sat up and bought his lips back to hers, breaking when their need to breath became an issue. She opend his shirt and trailed burning hot kisses down his chest, her hair falling over his member , causing him to moan, she licked the tip and he fell backwards , cupping her face.

"You don't have to, I know some women think it is repulsive"

"Shhh , just lay there and enjoy it William"

Buffy lapped at the head and licked the full length , pumping it with her hand, the wetness added to his pleasure, and soon he was gasping and moaning.

"I feel strange, is this normal, Buffy " his face was flushed and he was panting harder now, his hips moving in time with her efforts

"Mm yep, does it feel good?"

"Oh yes.. god yes"

Buffy sucked harder and could taste how close he was, she lapped at the pre cum and straddled his waist. His eyes widened when he realised what she was about to do. He sat up and encircled her in his arms, kissing her neck and mumbling how he was becoming infatuated with her and that she couldn't marry Stephen. Buffy simply nodded before she slowly took every inch of his hard cock into her wet core.She moved slowly , both of them basking in the sensations that flooded their senses and their bodies.

"I'm going to .. I'm nearly finished Buffy. Are you , I don't want to unless you do "

"I'm close William, need you to "

"Do you want me to rub you like I did earlier?"

"Yes"

Buffy's moans and the heavy panting that came from William were synchronised , the urgency building within them. William felt the tightening and Buffy's muscles gripping and pulsating around him, her moans and her whispering his name , sent him over the edge . They both screamed as they came, they're names rolling off each others tongues as the orgasms took them over .

Buffy collapsed onto William, who held her tightly in his arms, and reigned kisses over her face and shoulders.

Panic hit him, he hadn't even told Mother that he was chasing Buffy as she had ran off because he had been so forward. She would be worried about them both and possibly would have gotten the maids husband to come looking for them.

"Buffy love, as much as I wish to lay here and enjoy this , I'm afraid we must head back to the house , Mother will worry herself"

"Okay. William?"

"Yes?"

"You know that I cannot marry your cousin now don't you?"

"Buffy, I had hoped that you wouldn't , I wouldn't say a word about our relations should you decide that you still want to, you have my word. "

Buffy stopped hunting for her knickers and faced William, she saw the sadness in his eyes , the same look that Spike would get , and cupped his cheek, he closed his eyes and leant into her touch, she smiled softly at him.

"I can't marry someone I don't love William, not when my heart belongs to someone else"

William looked at the grass and wished it could be him that she spoke of, but he wasn't about to delude himself

"I understand Buffy, I'm sorry that I took advantage of you, I shall keep away from you as much as I can whilst you stay with Mother"

"I don't think you do understand William," she paused " It's you"

William looked into her eyes, her face still flushed from the act they had both indulged in, and he saw it, her love for him was there , for him to see. He had never felt so much for anyone else . He pulled her into his embrace and kissed her face and neck, tears brimmed in his eyes . Buffy felt the emotions and held him , not wanting to let go. She felt safe and loved. The worry of getting home ,the feeling of being lost and alone and finding a way that she could get back to Sunnydale, had been eased and forgotten about for a short time. Buffy knew that it would return soon enough, but for now she was content to hold onto the one person that was always there for her, even if this version of him , was human.