Hi There. Sorry I haven't updated for a while. Life has been a challenge. I haven't forgotten that I have a story to finish. So lets continue on.
I am merely doing this for fun and I don't own anything. Joss Wheldon and his lot own it all.
It had taken them 2 days to set everything up. Buffy continued to patrol with Spike at her side. They worked together like a well oiled machine. Where one started, the other finished. Buffy refused to speak to Giles about his betrayal. Normally, the watcher would of been the first person she would of gone to in a crisis. Now she went to Spike. He was her one constant that she knew that she could count on. He was decisive and knowledgeable about strategies and without him Buffy knew it would of taken longer to have put the plan together.
Giles knew some of the Hit teams plans and he told them what he knew. The hit team would wait till she was on patrol to get her. They where planned on hiring some local demons to give them a hand, They would of ambushed her and no one would have known the difference. It would look like she died in the line of duty and a new Slayer would activate.
Giles, Tara and Anya had set up Restfield Cemetery with various spells. Perfect timing was required.
The gang had thought of meeting the hit team at the airport but to many normal citizens where around to take them out there. Giles had made a call to the Watcher's council. Letting them know when Buffy's patrol started.
Spike uhhh.. "Talked and Persuade " the local Demons to stay away and the majority of them agreed. The ones that had said no, where dead.
Spike refused to leave the Slayers side the whole time and Buffy was grateful. She could feel the changes within her. Her eyes sight had much improved in the dark and her hearing as well. The most scariest thing for her was she didn't seem to find it as disgusting as before to watch Spike drink his Pigs blood. She even wondered what it tasted like. That she kept to her self.
Xander's called from the airport letting the others know that there where ten members and he was waiting for them to unload. He would be on there tails the whole time and would call if something changed. The Scoobies knew they where less then a hour away from their plan going into affect.
Buffy and Spike where at his Crypt. Her pacing was starting to irritate him. She was making good progress in creating a trench in his dirt floor. A quiet sigh slip out of him. He lit a smoke and sipped from a flask that he had in his coat.
"Slayer. Save your energy, well ya? You are taking me around the bend. Oi! Have a nip. It will calm your nerves."
He held the flask toward her. She glanced briefly at him, shaking her head no and continued to pace. A frown set firmly on her face.
He rolled his eyes and instead took a another sip off the flask. Recapping it, he let it slip back into his pocket and tossed his smoke. In a blur of movement he was in front of her. Forcing her to come to a dead stop or crash into him. She glared up at him.
"Get out of my way Spike." She said with quiet intent. The threat hung heavily between the two super beings.
"Alright Luv. You want a piece of Spike now? We got less then a hour but that be plenty of time to play." His eyes shined with mirth.
Her frown deepen. "Your in my way and since your not going to move. I'll move you."
A smirk settled over his lips and his tongue curled behind his teeth.
" Alright Luv. Lets have a little dance, shall we." She was too tightly wrapped, maybe it would be good if she could release some of that tension.
Buffy's thoughts had been about the coming fight and was worried. She didn't want any of her friends getting hurt. How was it that he could make her forget about her concerns and instead focus in on him and she felt her temper grow. She has always been hot headed but lately her ability to control her emotions seemed to have dropped as well. The council was right about one thing. She was changing. That really made her thoughts explode and she struck out.
A quick right shot at Spike face. He barely was able to get out of the way. He could feel the breeze from her fist as it went flying by. With a quick twist of his body, he in turn was sending his own toward her face. She ducked and sent her fist into his gut. He flew backwards and hit the wall but was up within a second and charging her.
Buffy managed to semi brace herself as Spike grabbed her around her waist and twisted her so together they hit the floor rolling. He managed to come on top. Locking her arms above her head and he leaned his face mere inches from hers. He also had noticed the changes and he knew that they would soon need to talk but not yet.
"Well now, this is how I like to see the Slayer. hair all messed up and under my mercy." He lowered more and let his tongue flick lightly over her lips and locked his gaze with hers.
She could feel her heart skip a beat and her desire rose. But there was no way she was going to admit to it even though she knew that he could sense how much he affected her. She was not in the mood to test her new abilities and refused to send her own senses toward him.
"You are a self absorbed and the biggest pain in my ass that I had ever had to deal with. You are also a complete pig."
"Yeah and what a sweet ass it be Slayer, but tell me; What is your point?" His grin widen. Spike loved her when she was like this, all fire and brimstone. He loved being the one to take her to this level. It really got him off and it took her mind off her problems.
That was it. Buffy thought as she tossed him off with force and Spike landed with a thud. His laughter rolled across the room. Buffy was up. Her fist clenched at her sides. Her face clouded with anger and her desire to kick his butt over the crypt; was barely contained. He could consume her with so many emotions. That she didn't know what to think of him. I she knew was that he could bringing her to life with purpose and cause such conflicting desires. One moment she wanted to beat him silly, the next all she wanted to do was kiss him till they where both physical exhausted.
Spike stood and dusted himself off. With a swagger in his step he made his way to her and she held her ground only moving his head slightly to look up at him. Green eyes lit with fire met with icy blues. Eyes locked together. Steamed seemed to raise between them and time stood still.
"Know what Luv?" Spike asked.
Buffy shook her head once, not trusting herself to speak.
"It's time." he voiced.
Buffy blinked. His words not sinking in.
He tried again. " The counsel of wankers are waiting on the Slayer and her Big Bad to show." His grin widen.
Time started again as Buffy's mood instantly shifted and couldn't help the twitch of her known lips as a grin sprouted.
"The slayer's big bad?" she asked
"Oi, always been the big bad, just now am the Slayer's big Bad and needing my help."
Buffy snorted not wanting him to see what his words meant to her. He was arrogant enough she didn't want to add to it. Spike was right. She always seemed to be running to him when ever something dire was happening. Her thoughts would have to wait. They had business to attend to. Still she didn't move and slowly she let her hand raise to his face and let her fingers caress his angled cheek and over his lips.
"Thank you." she said softly.
"For what Luv?" he asked looking momentarily confused.
" For taking my mind off things and for staying and helping."
He smiled. " Slayer... Buffy, I love you. The fires of hell wouldn't keep me from your side if you needed me."
Her eyes seemed to glisten with un-shed tears and her lip quivered slightly. Then the slayers face shifted back. Spike wondered if he had imagine it. It was like his own ability to shift between his demon face and human one. One moment she was a simple young girl and the next The Vampire Slayer.
She was an enigma to him and only one of many reasons why he loved her. She was moving quickly and heading for his door only pausing briefly to grab at one of the axes leaning against the wall. Spike grabbed the other one. Both warriors strong in their intent to start on there mission and kick some serious butt.