Chapter 9: Someone to Talk To

15 hours later: 10:30 pm. Thursday

Buffy walked out of the school library where Oz was locked up tight for the night. Willow was staying the night there reading to him until he woke up. She felt bad for making Willow shoot him with a dart gun but knew it had to be done. Buffy paused in the cemetery knowing she was late again and also knowing it would be another night before her mom returned. She walked into the center of the cemetery and pulled herself up on a high building looking around. She saw Spike rolling around in the middle of the cemetery muttering to himself. She carefully hopped down from the crypt then carefully and quietly made her way closer to him. She could hear him mumbling, "Serves you right you stupid git for taking advantage of the girl last night. You knew her heart belonged to the poof but no, you didn't respect that and had to go taking advantage of her ignoring the fact that she's only 17 and very vulnerable. You're more than 9 years older than her in human years much less vampire years. Vampires have no right becoming involved with the living and you of all people should know that William. What is bloody wrong with you mate?"

He hit himself in the head and Buffy gasped knowing he was talking about her. He whipped his chair around so fast Buffy thought for sure he would tip but he didn't. Buffy looked at his eyes as his blue eyes pierced her green eyes as he managed to stutter out, "You came..."

He acted very much surprised to see her there and she smiled trying to ease his mind feeling a bit guilty for ease dropping on him, "Of course I came. I just had a bit of trouble with the werewolf."

Spike wheeled up beside her and started to run his hands down her arms and to her stomach as he lifted the shirt slightly, "He didn't bite or scratch you right?"

Buffy shook her head as she put her hands on Spike's easing them from lifting up her shirt anymore and let the shirt fall back down to cover her. She sat on the edge of his wheelchair and he pulled her onto his lap motioning with his hands, "I won't touch but tell me about the werewolf."

He rested his hands on the edge of the wheelchair as she leaned back against him, "Well we found out who it was…"

Spike's curiosity peeked as he asked, "Who?"

Buffy shifted as she leaned her head against his shoulder, "Well, it was Oz, you know my friend Willow's new boyfriend. She took my advice to go to his house and talk things through with him, which apparently was a bad idea as it was a full moon still and he turned into a werewolf in front of her. She managed to get away without being hurt only to run to Giles and I who were getting together a stun gun. Well I ran into the beast right in time to kick the gun away from Cain who is the werewolf hunter, only to end up face to face with the werewolf we now knew was Oz. I was afraid to hurt him at first but I realized quickly, he didn't seem to mind such things. Reminded me of Angelus in a way…."

Spike felt her tense up on his lap and before he could stop himself found himself putting a hand on her thigh to trace light circles. But she didn't seem to mind as she relaxed again to tell her story, "So anyway I fought against Oz and managed to be thrown by him into Giles as Willow shot him with a stun gun."

Spike nodded and whispered, "You're really lucky pet he didn't hurt you. You can't cure that."

Buffy nodded and she grew quiet as she listened to the emptiness in his chest. She shifted slightly as he spoke up, "So listen Slayer about last night…."

Buffy cut him off, "Don't blame yourself. I practically threw myself at you so unless you have mind control abilities, it was as much my fault and idea as it was yours."

Spike nodded saying nothing but instead inquired, "Did Angel visit you last night?"

Buffy shook her head as the tears started to fall, "No he went Willow's instead."

Spike frowned, "Ahh she has the fish then."

Buffy sat up a bit looking at him in surprise as she quickly wiped the tears from her eyes, "Huh?"

Spike shrugged pushing her head back to settle down on his chest liking the warmth she was emitting from her body, "Yeah. Angel came in last night bragging about how he went fishing. He was so loud about it, laughing with Dru that I couldn't help but overhear."

Buffy said in a flat tone, "Oh."

Spike whispered, "She's doing the dis-invite spell correct?"

Buffy nodded, "Been there, done that. Willow lied for us you know."

Spike cocked his head to the side to better view her as he looked surprised, "Is that right?" Buffy nodded again, "Yeah, I gave her the supplies explaining that I had a source who did the spell for me and she lied to Ms. Calendar saying that she tried it on my house and didn't have fun doing it so wanted her help on her own house."

"Probably best pet that they don't know about me. I can't fancy the whelp or the witch or even your watcher liking the idea of you hanging out with another bloody soulless vampire and I don't fancy becoming dust when I can finally move two more toes this morning."

Buffy smiled at him, "You could?"

Spike showed her wiggling his left foot's big toe and the next two toes on there and Buffy even noticed a tiny bit of movement in the last two toes. She jumped up off his lap exclaiming, "That's great! Before you know it you will be able to fight Angelus for me."

Spike grinned proudly as Buffy leaned over offering her neck to him, "More blood will help right?"

Spike nodded as he leaned down taking her breast into his hand again to begin the kneading. She moaned moving to straddle him as Spike whispered against her ear sucking on an earlobe, "You are too sore for another repeat of last night. Tonight we just do blood. Tomorrow we will see. Besides it's a bit too late…"

Buffy frowned but sighed as she tipped her head more to the side eager, "I'm ready."

Spike leaned down kissing down her neck pausing to suck on the spot on her neck that he would bit. It was just a tad bit lower than the other two bites, which were already healing nicely, and mostly gone. He breathed in her scent as she whimpered rubbing against him. He put a hand on her stomach while not pausing on his kneading as he slipped into game face and bit down on her neck. She gasped then moaned out in pleasure as he took some pulls of her blood.

Within minutes Buffy was whimpering in pleasure. Spike was tempted to take her then and there knowing she would easily give in to anything he wanted but wanted this to be a long term arrangement. He was healing already but had a long way to go so having her take it back wasn't in his best interest. He would have to wait a night. He felt her heart beat slow and he pulled out licking the wound sealed. He felt Buffy shift to lean her head against his shoulder wrapping her arms around his back. He nibbled on her ear then closed his eyes basting in the way the blood made him feel. Buffy finally shifted as she muttered, "Will you walk me home?"

Spike nodded as Buffy started to push his wheelchair. Nothing was said the way home as both of their minds were busy thinking. At the door, Spike didn't move to enter thinking the spell was already done so instead he gestured towards the door awkwardly, "Home sweet home slayer."

Buffy frowned but said nothing as she smiled at him, "Thanks Spike. For making me safe and helping me."

Spike shrugged, "It's a win win deal. How could I not resist?"

Buffy frowned again saying nothing more as she whispered, "See you tomorrow." She waited hoping he'd say something but he didn't so she closed the door. She watched as he wheeled himself away. Sighing, she climbed the stairs taking a hot shower only to sink into the bed wondering what the next day would bring.

8 hours later: 7 am. Friday

Buffy woke up feeling refreshed. There was no dizziness and life seemed good. For a few minutes she floated around her room until reality hit her. Angel was Angelus, her friends were in trouble and she, Buffy Summers, was mixing company with an evil vampire. She sighed as she slipped out of her bedclothes and into the shower. She took a leisurely shower until she remembered she would have to walk to school and therefore couldn't afford to play around. She slipped on some black jeans and a fluffy pink sweater that had a high neck and pulled her hair into a ponytail out of her face.

She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed as she wondered why Spike hadn't wanted her last night. She didn't feel too sore. Should she be sore? She pondered on this as she helped herself to a quick piece of bread and walked out the front door. Within minutes she was walking side by side with Willow, "Anything happen last night?"

Willow shook her head as Buffy asked, "Everyone's houses vampire proof?"

Willow shook her head, "We actually didn't get to do mine last night but all was in order. No one was home since I was staying the night in the library until this morning where I returned to get dressed. Ms. Calendar plans to help me with it tonight."

Buffy nodded and smiled, "Good. We don't want anything else dead."

Willow nodded sadly, "Oz seemed so sad being locked up. He doesn't get locked up tonight. Do you think he remembers anyone at all when he's a werewolf?"

Buffy shrugged, "I don't know much about that. He seemed more than willing to attack us though."

Willow sighed, "Not me though. He seemed to avoid me."

Buffy didn't say anything knowing her friend was only being hopeful that Oz loved her no matter what. Willow let out a sigh, "Think now that I know the truth about him, he will want smooches and to finally do it?"

Buffy giggled a little as she pointed across the way to the red head that was patiently waiting for Willow, "Why don't you go ask him?"

Willow grinned crossing the way as she off to meet with Oz. Xander zoomed past Buffy on his skateboard as he exclaimed, "Hurry Buff. You're late again!"

With a deep sigh Buffy rushed towards the school eager to get this day started.