Authors Note: Hi hope you like this chapter. Thanks for reading.

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Kneeling he turned her over.

"Spike", she mumbled,

Seeing blood on her shirt he pulled it up. There in the middle of her stomach was a knife wound. Right through as well. Tears collecting in his eyes he gathered her in his arms.

"Come on Buffy... Slayer... you can't leave me now, I'm a real boy and everything. Remember what you just promised."

Spike reached breaking point and a tear slid down his face. As his still burnt hand clutched her wounded one they began to glow. The light travelled down Buffy's arm and covered her body. Gazing at the wound in awe Spike watched as it started to heal. Okay that is definitely not right, he thought. Deciding to just thank whatever powers where doing this he continued to stare in amazement.

Buffy suddenly took in a deep breath and the glow vanished. Opeing her eyes she stared at Spike. Seeing that she was okay Spike gripped her tightly. Buffy wound her arms around his middle and nesstled into his duster. This felt good, to think she had almost lost the opportunity to be with him.

"What happened", she asked pulling back slightly.

"No idea love, one minute your dying, the next your getting healed by some kind of light, it came out of our hands".

"Okay, well I never was one to pass up the opportunity of a light show. Can you help me up?"

Pulling her to her feet as he stood, Spike held her as she wavered on her feet. Cracking her neck from side to side, she continued,

"Right, okay from the looks of everyone's faces they saw that and we really need to ge out of this building."

"Sure thing love."

Opening the door so she could proceed he stopped sharply. There was another heartbeat in here, he was sure of it.

"Buffy wait, I can hear three heartbeats. Someones alive around here."

"How can you still hear heartbeats. Your human." Buffy said as she turned to face him.

"Buffy" screamed Dawn from her stance by the bus, turning towards her sister Buffy shouted her reassurance that she was fine, all the while lowering her top to conceal the non-existent wound.

"Dawn I'm fine, we'll be right there, stay where you are."

Spinning round to follow Spike who was now crouched down by a large support beam she paused to ask,

"Can you see anyone?"

"Yeah pet I can, I need you to help me lift this".

Buffy went and stood round the other side while Spike stayed where he was,

"Okay grab hold and when I get to three lift and go right". Spike said as they both took a firm hold. Seeing Buffy's nod he started,

"Okay... one... two... three".

Lifting it fairly quickly, what with Slayer strength and the strange strength Spike was exhibiting they threw the beam to the right and saw it crash to the ground.

"Oh my God", Buffy gasped as her hand came up to cover her mouth in horror, "Is she..."

"No her heartbeats still there, not as strong as it could be, but there. Come on I'll lift her up and you get the door".

Grabbing hold of Anya he carefully avoided her wound. A nasty gash covered a large section of her back. How she was alive amazed Spike, but today seemed the day for miracles. Following Buffy back to door he headed through and into the sun. Feeling the warmth on his face for the first time in centuries, Spike wanted to cry, but was sobered by the dying woman in his arms. Hearing Buffy follow him, he made his way to the group watching the events unfold.

"Anya", Xander shouted running towards the pair. Meeting them Spike handed her to him. Crying Xander buried his head in her hair.

"We need to get her to the hospital and now". Spike said as he pushed on Xanders shoulder guiding him to the bus.