Part 11
"Oh God." Willow said as she walked into the mansion and collapsing onto the couch. "I never thought men could be so demanding when it came to clothing."
Spike laughed as he dumped some of the numerous bags of clothes onto the floor. "Well luv, you've never shopped with Angelus before, but now you know and I guess you've learned from your mistakes."
"Yeah I have." Willow said. "I vow that if I ever want to go shopping again it will not be with Angelus. God, he's almost as bad as Cordelia."
"Hey," Angelus said walking into the room. "There's no need for the harsh insults Willow. That's just mean, comparing my shopping to Cordelia's. I like to think I have a bit more style than her."
Willow laughed, "Sorry Angelus. But you do have more style than her. Hell, look at my outfit. I love it."
"And it looks great on you pet." Spike said raking one of her feet in his hands and began to massage it. He was right though, Willow did look great, the three-quarter length green dress she wore clung in all the right places and showed off all of Willow's assets to their fullest advantage.
"Mmm," Willow mumbles closing her eyes. "Sleepy." She pulled her foot away from Spike and curled up on the couch. Angelus saw that and picked her up. "What are you doing?" Willow asked snuggling into his arms.
"Just taking you upstairs to bed. You're tired and you need rest. We always need you at your best if you're going to continue to please us." Angelus responded only half joking.
"Funny," Willow murmured into his chest. "Sleep good. No pleasing at the moment. Too sleepy."
Angelus laughed softly, "Don't worry little one, there's time for that later." He laid her down on the bed and stroked her hair. Willow was asleep in minutes.
"Do you think we've been a bit too hard on her? Do you really think she's ready for this?" Spike asked from the doorway.
"She'll be ready." Angelus confirmed. "I've never had anyone who wasn't before."
"True, but none of them were ads innocent as Willow. What if she can't handle it? Handle what she really is?"
"She'll be ready Spike." Angelus said through clenched teeth. "We'll tell her soon and she can start preparing for the inevitable."
"I hope she'll be okay." Spike said watching Willow as she slept. "I really hope you're right Angelus."
* * * * *
Willow knew she was dreaming, but she couldn't do anything about it. She was in a large room with a table in the middle, holding a large book on it. Willow approached the book, strangely drawn to it. The front of the book had a symbol on it, a snake wrapped around a sword.
"Strange," she said running her hands over the book. She remembered the symbol from somewhere, but she didn't know where. Willow felt something move against her hand, she looked down and saw that the snake had moved off the sword, had wrapped around her hand and was preparing to strike her. She gasped and froze, the snake seemed to look her straight in the eye before it bit her.
Willow woke up in bed, screaming and clutching the hand that the snake had bitten in her dream. Spike and Angelus came running into the room asking her what was wrong, she looked down at her hand and saw two small puncture wounds there, much like a snake would make. "Oh my god," She whispered.
"What?" Spike asked frantically, then he saw her hand. "Oh my god." He parroted Willow.
Angelus grabbed her arm. "What happened?" He asked licking the blood from her hand. "Why is you're hand bleeding?"
"My dream," Willow said softly. "It was only a dream wasn't it? I was dreaming, it was only a dream. It wasn't real." She kept muttering to herself.
"Willow," Angelus said making her look at him. "What was only a dream? Tell me."
"The book, the sword, the snake. It was only a dream. Dreams aren't real. This couldn't have happened, there must be something in the bed that cut me."
"Will listen to me." Angelus said shaking her. "Your dream, was the snake wrapped around the sword?"
Willow nodded. "How did you know that?" She saw him look at Spike quickly and she got worried. "Why so you know that? What's going on? Why if I got bitten in a dream I wake up and the marks are there? WHY!?" She yelled. "What's happening to me?"
"Willow calm down." Spike said caressing her hair. "Just breathe, calm down and breathe. In your dream did anything else happen? Or was it just the snake that bit you?"
"It was just the snake." Willow said.
"That's good." Angelus said. "We still have time for to make inquires to some contacts."
"Inquires about what?" Willow asked confused.
"Nothing for you to worry about little one. I'll take care on everything. You just stay with Spike and I'll be back later."
"Hurry back," Spike said stroking Willow's hair and whispering into her ear softly.
* * * * *
"What's going on Spike?" Willow asked him as he washed and bandaged her injured hand.
"Nothing for you to worry about at the moment Willow." Spike said. "Come on, I think you need some rest." He picked her up as if she was a child and put her back into the bed.
"But I don't want to go to sleep." Willow murmured even as she fell asleep.
* * * *
Willow woke up briefly for a little while to hear Spike and Angelus talking.
"Are they sure?" She heard Spike ask sadly.
"Yes they were." Angelus said and Willow could almost feel him nodding. "There's nothing much we can do about it, Willow needs to do this on her own."
"When will she realise what's going on and what she it?"
"Soon. She'll realise what she is soon."
Willow fell back asleep hearing their murmuring voices.
* * * * *
When Willow woke up again it was dark and Pike and Angelus were nowhere to be seen. She rolled over and found a note from them,
Luv,
Gone out for a bite to eat. Be back soon,
Angelus and Spike
"Leaving me by myself," Willow said. "I guess they're beginning to trust me." She heard her stomach growl and realised it had been a while since she had last eaten, Willow got out of bed and headed toward the door to go to the kitchen. All thoughts of food vanished however when she tried to open the door. It was locked. "I guess they don't trust me after all."
So Willow sat there for over an hour waiting for Spike and Angelus to come home, because while they might be sating their hunger, Willow was not.
When they finally arrived back home, Willow thought she was going to die from hunger. "Finally," she growled, when she saw them. "What took yo so long? I'm starving."
"Well aren't you lucky we brought you something to eat." Spike said to her, holding up a McDonald's bag.
"Spike you're a god." Willow said grabbing the bag out of his hand and started wolfing down the contents.
"I like to think so," Spike said smiling as he watched her eat like
it was her last meal. He sighed,
"But I suppose we should tell you why we were gone for so long." He saw Angelus glare at him but he knew it
was time for Willow to know the truth.
"Yeah that would be good. You two have been so secretive lately. It was beginning to get scary." Willow commented. "So what's the what?"
"Remember your dream? Anyway there was a reason you had that dream." Angelus began, sitting beside her on the bed. "It was about your destiny, it's about to come true."
"My destiny." Willow scoffed. "And what exactly is my destiny going to be? That is if you two are going to let me fulfil it as possessive as you are."
"To stop the end of the world." Angelus said softly.
"Yeah right," Willow said disbelieving. "That's Buffy's job, not mine. Besides, I'm not even a good witch, how am I supposed to save the world?"
"By looking into your past. Willow listen before you start arguing about it." Spike said calmly. "Look, there's even a prophecy about it;
The fate of the world in a tiny hand,
The decision is up to her.
She decides the beginning,
And the end."
"Willow sat back, not saying anything. She had heard that before, she just couldn't place where it was from, but she did know that it was true, knew that it was about her.
"I'm meant to save the world." She said and fainted dead away.
TBC