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Chapter 4: Instinct gone wrong

"What, you thought you could keep me a secret from curious Potentials? You aught to have known better, luv", Spike said.

"Well, I was waiting for the right moment, but that was a bust. Spike, I need to get ready for their training session. You know where fridge is… Oh and can we use the basement as our training room?", Buffy asked.

"Sure, pet. I am just a guest in this house."

"He can be such a gentleman sometimes…", Buffy thought.

"Is there anyway I can help. I could be a live practice doll for the girls. You could demonstrate moves with me", Spike offered.

"No, Spike. You are still hurt. You should rest. But you could help me patrol with the girls, if you to."

"I am fine. Like one of the girls said 'two coaches are better then one'", Spike said.

"Look, should it ever come down, that I die, I want you to train the girls for the final battle with the First. I need you to be 100 percent when that happens, ok. I trust you", Buffy said, a tear escaping her eyes," Oh my god so many of the girls are going to die…"

"It will be ok, luv, it will be ok, I promise", he said patting her back gently. She turned to face him and cried into he shirt. He just held her in his arms until she wiped away her tears and said, "I have to go now. I have to prepare them."

And with that she went into the basement.

In the Potentials room:

"Ok, there is so something between those two!", Rona exclaimed.

"Who, Xander and Willow?", Vi asked.

Kennedy started to laugh.

"What? No?", Vi was confused.

"It's nothing…", Kennedy said unconvincingly as she continued to giggle.

"No silly! Between Spike and Buffy. I mean could it be any more apparent?", Rona said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Yeah, but it is equally 'apparent' that they are over, and trying, mind you not very well, trying to move on", Molly observed.

"I think there is more to the story then meats the eye", Chloe stated.

That comment left the girls to ponder as they finished changing and fixing their hair.

In the living room:

"Oww, Willow that hurts, Willow, let go of me", Xander cried in pain now massaging his wrist," Why couldn't we just stay in the kitchen?"

"Xander, are you completely blind?", the witch asked convinced that Xander was so…word couldn't describe it," Their body language, their action, the way the look at each other…" Xander looked dumbstruck," Can't you put two and two together? Obviously not." Willow rolled her eyes. "They still have feelings for one another."

"You can't be suggesting what I think you are…no, I reject your reality and substitute my own!", Xander said.

"Where did you pick up that smart line?"

"Mythbusters, but irregardless! I won't accept it!" Xander snapped.

"It's going to happen whether you 'accept'", she made air-quotation marks," it or not. I just want you to know, you shouldn't judge Spike on what he was, but what he is now"

"What he is now, is a lunatic, a crazed and obsessed lunatic!"

"Xander!", she was shocked and appalled," I am just saying, if. If they are 'together' again, you should just leave them be, 'cause somehow I have a hunch that this battle could be the end, for all of us."

Training room:

All five potentials stood in a circle around Buffy and Spike just observed.

"The first rule of slaying is, don't die. Remember that and with the right technique, you'll be good to make vampire-dust", Buffy started.

"Um, how exactly do we turn a vampire to dust?", Vi asked.

"Well, you have all heard the myths, stake to the heart or decapitation usually works best. Crosses and holy water, as you already know, fend them off and burn them", those words made her think of when she first found out Spike had a soul. He had placed himself on a large cross, chest bare and started to smoke. She winced at the thought and turned around.

"But for now, I will teach you the basics. Vampires have weak spots, the same as humans. Punch them in the noses hard enough and they usually momentarily hesitate giving you the advantage."

Spike chuckled," I should know better then anyone now shouldn't I, luv."

"Spike", she glared," come here. Maybe we should demonstrate some fighting techniques. Girls move towards the stairs. I don't want anyone getting hurt", she said her back facing Spike while she talked to the SIT. "Instinct. It's what gets me out every fight alive. Spike attack me from behind", she said.

Surprised at the request, he paused momentarily and then obliged. He lunged forward, Buffy narrowly dodging the attack. He quickly reacted to this and stood up poised and throwing a couple of kicks two of which hit Buffy and knocked her off her feet. She flipped herself back up and knocked Spike down this time and she straddled his chest stake in hand ready to-

"Ow…", he said quietly.

"Are you ok", Buffy asked sincerely concerned.

"I'm fine, just a couple of ribs ache, as an after effect of being broken."

"Let me see", Buffy said, now pulling his black shirt up a little, but his hand touched hers to stop her," It's fine"

She looked into his eyes and the world melted away until Rona said "Now that's hot."

The slayer blushed as she got up," As I was saying, instinct. Trust your and know his objective, which usually is to kill you. Here endeth lesson the second."

The Slayerettes got up and went back up to their room….

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A/N: Well here endeth chapter the fourth as well…. For those of you who noticed I basically transferred the opening scene of potential into my story. I just love that scene!

Thanks for your continious support: ness345, justawritier and an anonymous person named Terra….

Please Read and review…as always –Kali-

Chapter five is now officially a WIP! (Work In Progress)