A/N: Sorry guys, this is not an update for Blue Fire. I will get back to it eventually but for now my mind is stuck in the lala-land that is Spuffy. For people who were actually hoping to read this I hope I've done you proud. Hope you like it. xox Callie

Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy and/or Spike. They belong to Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy. For now.

Disenchanted

Chapter 1

"Well I was there on the day

They sold the cause for the queen,

And when the lights all went out

We watched our lives on the screen.

I hate the ending myself but it started with an alright scene."

Disenchanted [My Chemical Romance]

The first day it happened was the day Buffy found out about Joyce's CAT scan.

As she sat on the porch she felt him come closer. She knew it was him. Who else could it be? Still, she hesitated in looking up.

"What do you want, Spike?" Buffy did the unthinkable and dragged her head up to meet his eyes. She was hollow and he could see it.

"I… Pet, are you…What's wrong?" Spike lay the almost forgotten gun down on the porch before kneeling in front of her. He took her hands in his, their fragile, doll like quality a stark contrast to his large, weathered hands.

"Mom. God Spike, she's sick. And I… I can't…They're saying there's nothing that can be done except try and cut it out and there's only a one in three chance and OH GOD what am I supposed to do…?" Buffy had torn her hands from Spike and was unknowingly attempting to tear her own hair out as she sobbed.

Spike moved to sit beside her. He didn't know how to make it better. God how he wanted to make it better. He eased Buffy's hands from her hair and held her to his side. "Your mum is the strongest person I know. She'll make it through this, luv. And if she doesn't then we'll make sure as hell it's not without doing everything we can, alrigh'?"

Buffy nodded against his chest and wound her arms around him. "Thank you, Spike."

"Anytime love, anytime." Spike whispered into her hair as she drifted off to sleep.