Chapter 8
"Morning Buffy." Xander said opening the curtains in the Slayer's room.
"Hey." she replied pulling the covers over her rapidly.
"Did you sleep…. Oh." He said when he saw clothes scattered on the floor.
"Spike was here." She whispered.
"What?!" Xander snapped, "I'm gona kill him."
"Xander, wait. Listen to me please." The Slayer begged.
"Fine, I'm listening." The brunette held his hands up in surrender to the Slayer.
"Give me a minute to get changed." He only nodded and walked out.
"Thanks for listening to me." Buffy said, sitting on the bed next to her friend.
"Fine, you just better have a good reason for last night." Xander didn't even look at his best friend, how could he after what she let happen? She could've put anyone of them in danger.
"I do, well sort of. He just sort of dropped in."
"And you didn't think to sort of kick him out?"
"I couldn't," she paused, choosing her next words carefully, "he was different."
"Who now?" Giles said from the doorway, cleaning his glasses. Willow was stood behind the watcher.
"You guys should come in, take a seat." Her friends did as she asked.
"It's about Spike." She said carefully.
"We are doing everything we can Buffy." Giles assured her.
Then, Xander blurted out, "Captain Peroxide was here last night."
"Did you kick him out?" Willow asked with a worried look on her pale features.
"No, Buffy didn't." Xander answered sarcastically.
"Xander! You're not helping." Buffy snapped.
"How come you didn't kick him out?" asked Giles, it took Buffy a while to answer. What would she say? She knew however she said it her watcher and closets friends would give her a look of disappointment, she couldn't handle that right now.
"God what is this 20 questions?" she replied, dodging answering the question. However, she would have to tell them. Lucky for her Xander beat her to it, "Buffy and Spike were doing the dirty, and everyone thinks I'm the demon magnet."
Tears filled the Slayer's eyes, and then she snapped, "Xander! Everyone! Will you let me explain." She paused, "Yes, Spike was here, and yes we made love."
"Is that what it's called with a vampire then?" Willow hit Xander on the arm for his sarcastic comment.
"I don't think Spike is himself," Buffy continued, "He made me promise that if he hurts anyone I have to stake him. Why would someone evil say that?"
"You think he's being possessed?" the red head asked.
"It's a place to start." said Giles, cleaning his glasses, again.
"You guys going to help me then?" they all nodded, including Xander. That brought a smile to Buffy's face.
"Let's get to work."
"Spike!" Buffy called out, standing alone in Spike's crypt.
"Over here pet." He said walking out from the shadows.
"We need to talk."
"What about love?" he circled Buffy.
"This isn't you Spike."
"Isn't it?"
"No."
"Buffy, help me." Spike gasped.
"What's wrong?" Buffy panicked.
"I need you to help me, by pissing off."
"I'm not going anywhere."
"Fine, you know where the bed is pet, hop on." Buffy punched the blonde vampire, busting his lip. Spike saw red and punched her back.
"Buffy, I'm sorry." he fell to the floor sobbing. "You have to stop them, please, stake me!"
Buffy held the vamp in her arms.
"This guy killed two slayers right?" asked Robbie to the crowd of people sat in the living room. Buffy was in the basement with a chained up, emotional Spike.
"Yeah." Tara said quietly.
"So, why doesn't Buffy just stake the guy? Yeah sure he has a soul, but if he keeps going off the deep end then she should just kill him, before he does something to end the world." Robbie added.
"It's not as simple as that." Tara explained.
"But why?"
"Because Buffy loves him." Xander said.
