The vampire burst into dust and Spike kicked the small pile of his remains with a growl. Hearing a small whimper from the woman in his arms he snaps back into reality and cuddle her closer to his chest while humming a small melody that his mom used to sing to him. Spike turn around and walk into the crypt with determined steps and taking two steps at a time to get downstairs. He could feel the panic well up inside of him when he heard her cries and whimpers, he just hoped that whatever happened didn't do any lasting damage and his Ana would be fine.
"Shh, I'm here, pet." He soothe the elf, stroking a hand the length of her hair. "Dru and I are going to have some words later"
That's when the tears come, something snapped inside her when she heard Drusilla's name. Heavy sobs wracked her body and rivers of salty tears run down her puffy cheeks.
Spike watch worriedly as the young woman bring her hands up to her head moaning. "My head, Spike. It hurts" She cried out, shaking her head back and forth. "Make it stop"
The vampire force her hands from her head and even then she continue to turn and twist in agony. His eyes widen as he see the burn marks on her temples. Spike reach a shaky hand towards her and tenderly sweep her hair away, his fingers trail her cheek and gently press on her mark and the girl wince with a loud cry.
"What did he do to you?" The blond vampire ask her.
"It burns, it burns" The woman frantically mutter. fighting to get her hands back to her head as if it was going to take away some of the pain.
"I know, baby. I know" Spike tell the panicking girl and feel warm tears welling in his eyes as she snap her multi coloured eyes to meet his. Her eyes were full of pain and anguish as she cried out in agony, her head felt like it was burning and nothing stopped it.
"Make it stop, Spike" She plead the man in a moment of clarity before losing herself to the pain again.
Spike shakily reach for her twisting body and put her in his lap, tucking her head in the crook of his neck. He can feel all of her tears now, forming a wet spot on his shirt and Spike bring his arms tightly around her to provide with some comfort.
Eventually the tears stop coming and her sobs turn quiet and the pain fade to a dull ache. Ana return the embrace and press herself tightly against his chest, seeking his comfort and warmth.
"I love you Spike" Her voice comes out rough and muffled by his shirt.
"Love you too, pet"
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"I tried so hard and came so far but in the end it doesn't even matter" Ana sing in a low voice as she take in the ruined house made of cards. "And I was so close too" She groan but stop as a headache start growing.
After she had calmed down and the pain had completely left her, Spike had let her out of his arms but not without certain demands, such as no television (because TV isn't good for her head) and that she'd come to him if something was wrong. So far she's done as he told her but her inner rebel demanded that she pick up the remote.
Her thoughts were still jumbled and it hurt to think so she was trying to occupy herself with anything and everything to distract herself. So far she has tried to build the stupid house four times and she drew a few drawings but quickly left that because she couldn't draw to save her life.
"Ana"A raspy voice sing song in a eary voice. That voice, she thought to herself. It couldn't be, he was dead.
"Ana" It repeated and the girl willed herself to not look at him. He was dead, buried but never forgotten.
"You're not real" She spit out with angry tears in her eyes.
"Oh, but I am, sweet girl. As real as you" The voice taunt her, much closer now.
"I watched you die" She state with a hard look on her face. "You are not real"
"I will never die!" The voice scream in her ear and she wince. "I'm in your head now and I'm not leaving"
"You're not real" She try to convince herself. "Go away"
Turning her head she can see the shiny black suit taunt her and the bright red cowboy boots decorating big feet makes her blood boil. Red is the colour of warning, her head is trying to warn her of something.
"I owe you a fall, darling" The voice growl before she can feel him leaving her side.
She inhale and fall into a serie of coughs. "He's not real" She assure herself but she knew better. She felt him for goodness sake.
She stumble away from the table and to one of the kitchen cabinets and yank a glass down from the lowest shelf and filled it will cool water. She pop a painkiller from its charter and swallow it along with the cold liquid. With both hands strongly placed on the counter she take some heavy breaths, waiting for the medicine to kick in and dull her pounding headache.
Ana did feel that something wasn't right after the electro-shocks the vampire gave her, something felt off and now red flags were going off in her head. She knew that he was dead, she checked his pulse himself, she heard when they declared his cold motionless body deceased and yet here he was torturing her. Well she'd be damned if she just let it happen, he didn't win over her then and he won't win now. She was stronger now than she used to be and he had no chance on her now.
"Got some baby corn from this dodgy bloke a few houses down the road. Lots of em' too" Spike tell the girl, walking into her room where the girl was currently staring at a page in one of her older books.
"You got me baby corn?" Ana ask happily.
"Obviously" Spike deadpan, shaking one of the cans.
"Thank you, Willie" The elf thank the man standing at the foot of her bed and leap forward and take the cans out of hands. "You're home now my lovely babies"
"Drusilla says she's sorry" Spike tell the girl and Ana's face falls.
"I know, it's not her fault" Ana tell the man, smiling a sad smile. She truly didn't blame the vampire, she was unique and some (including her) would say insane. Drusilla was sick and Ana couldn't hold her accountable for some of the things the vampire did.
Spike didn't have anything to say, he loved Drusilla with all his heart but this was a step over the line, this was his best friend. He didn't know where Ana stood regarding his vampire lover but he doubt she does either, the girl can't hate anything or anyone. She can barely dislike someone and no matter how many times she said that she didn't like the insane vampire Spike knew that it was a lie. Ana may not like seeing Drusilla betray him time after time but she's fond of the vampire.
"What ya reading there?" He ask pointing at the book in her hands.
"Bloody awful poetry" She jest, falling into fits of laughter.
"Let me see that" He demand, taking the book out of her hands and look and behold. It was bloody awful poetry. "Pfft, look at this shit, even I write better than this idiot" He scoff while throwing the book into a corner.
"Of course, William the Bloody" She cackle, holding a hand on her stomach with bright red cheeks from laughing.
"Hey!" He protest. "You told me my poetry was good"
"It is, now" Her laughter dies down and she wipes the tears off her cheeks.
"Bloody hell" Spike grumble under his breath but her advanced hearing got it loud and clear, making her chuckle.
"You know I love it when you read your newest poems to me" Ana tell the man honestly.
"I know"
