Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Buffy or Angel characters yea yea I know they belong to Joss and ME.
A/N: Yea go me 2 chappy's in one day I'm getting good at this. Well thank you to reviewers please continue your wonderful praise or criticism of my little fic.
Chapter 7: I'll Clean Your Wounds While You Clean My Soul
Buffy helped Spike into his house and he collapsed on the sofa in pain.
"Spike, are you okay?" Buffy asked worriedly, looking at his bleeding lip and swollen eye.
"Yeah, luv, I'm good." He managed to get out sitting up slightly. Buffy stood up and walked towards the kitchen and searched for the first aid box. She found it and went back to were Spike sat.
"Let me clean you up." She told him as she kneeled down in front of him.
"I'm fine, Summers. You don't have to fuss over me." Spike told her trying to sit up just to slouch back down again.
Buffy paid no attention to him and opened the first aid box and took out what she needed. She then went back into the kitchen to get a wet cloth and bowl of water. She came back to find him in the same position she had left him in. His eyes were closed and he looked so much like the William she had known before.
She knelt down in front of him and placed the bowl of water in his lap.
"Hold this." She told him as she dipped her cloth in before bringing it up to his face. She slowly moved the cloth over his mouth and cheek, removing the blood that had stained there.
Spike opened his eyes and looked down at her as she dipped the cloth into the bowl removing all the blood from it before taking it back out and slowly moving it over his swollen eye. He visibly flinched when she touched a particularly sensitive bit.
"Sorry, I…" She started apologising but Spike cut her off.
"It's okay, luv." He told her sincerely looking into her eyes, they then just noticed how close they were to each other. Spike moved slightly closer but Buffy moved back placing the cloth into the bowl and taking the bowl out of his lap and placed it on the floor. She applied the necessary things from the first aid box before returning to the kitchen with the items she had borrowed.
Buffy looked at the clock on the wall and it read 5 o clock she sighed knowing by the time she got back to the house and changed it would nearly be time to get up again. Knowing she wasn't going to get much sleep didn't please her, so she thought she best leave soon.
"Spike I should…" Buffy started but was cut off by Spike who had managed to find his feet.
"You should stay and get some sleep, I mean by the time you get home and everything it'll nearly be time to get up. You can take my spare bed in my room. Oh course only if you want." Spike told her while slowly walking towards her.
"I should really get back Spike." Buffy went to head for the doors but Spike stopped her.
"Buffy," he said softly.
"Yes." She said in a tone just as soft.
"Stay, I don't want you going back out there. He could still be there and I don't want to leave you to get hurt." Spike told her softly while looking into her eyes trying to convey his emotions to her. He really didn't want her going out there alone, ever.
"Okay." Buffy sighed, knowing he was right, the guy could still be there.
"Come on then." Spike told her smiling as she followed him to his room.
A/N: Just a short sweet lil Spuffy one. Well were do we go from here? Please review thank x x x
