Title: William
Author: Joy
Email: SleepingBeauty2@ziplip.com
Wolf and Dawn were still circled into one another on the floor licking each other's neck. "Should we even ask?" Buffy said looking at Spike.
"I don't know pet… Would it be wrong for me not to want to do this with the audience? It's not like I can turn into anything worse then I already am," Spike responded.
"You're scared," she whispered to him.
"Bloody right I am… What if I'm a git? What if you don't like my soul? What if I can't fight anymore?"
"Why would you think you couldn't fight?" Buffy asked.
"Buffy, I was worse then a watcher on the Nancy boy scale. I wouldn't be surprised if my soul revolts against me and tries to kill us both," Spike groaned holding her hand.
"Spike…you're worrying for nothing. From what you told me the demon freed you to become what you wanted to be- wild and unstrained. I'm not sure what you're going to be like after this but you are the one I'm supposed to be with so take stock in the fact I'm not going anywhere."
Spike nodded and hugged her. "If I start writing you poetry forgive me…I'm awful at it. I wonder if my accent will change?"
Buffy smiled. Angel and Cordelia exited the bedroom. Buffy took Spike by the hand and led them to the other couple. "Everything straight?" she asked.
"Yeah…" Cordy nodded.
"Can we use your room for the restoration spell? No need for an audience," the slayer said simply.
"I had to have an audience," Angel countered.
"Yes but you also had to be chained to a wall," Buffy chided.
"Alright," he answered. "Would…" Angel worked his jaw. "Would you like us to stay to help you cope?" he said to the younger vampire not looking at him.
Spike considered Angel's manner for a moment. "I know a lot has gone down Peaches but there is no need for that," he said addressing the lack of eye contact. "You and I both know you can kill me… No face has been lost." Angel looked Spike in the eye. "And yeah as uncomfortable as it maybe for me I think William would appreciate it."
"Stop that," Buffy said. "Stop talking about yourself in two persons. Just because Angel changes personality when his soul is in place doesn't mean you will. Your soul is just one part of you remember?" Spike nodded. "Okay then. I'll see if Dawn and Wolf are up for round two."
The youngest couple stayed cuddled on the floor. Dawn rocked her head back and forth. "We're going to change," she warned. "It'll just be a couple minutes… We need someplace to be confined."
Spike picked Wolf up and Buffy got Dawn and carried them into a first floor bedroom. Both kids were out of it but were beginning to de-robe "What are they doing?" Spike asked quickly.
"Undress or ripped clothing…you decide?" Buffy announced.
"Right," Spike said as they shut the door.
Wolf crawled to Dawn stripping away her clothing in a half dazed state. Dawn fumbled with Wolf's clothes as well until they finally started to breath heavy. "We have to get you out of these…" he growled.
Faster and faster their hands moved until they were naked scratching and biting at each other. Wolf's muscles began to contort as his body structured changed. Dawn looked on panting as slowly the same thing happened to her.
Once both were in wolf form they stretched leisurely. Wolf bent and nuzzled at Dawn's fur covered neck as she rocked back on her hind legs. They started to lick one another in a gentle manner when their bodies reverted back to human form.
"Am I ever going to get used to that?" Dawn asked snuggling into Wolf's chest on the floor.
"I've never shifted so often before so I haven't a clue," he said kissing Dawn's neck. He gazed down at her naked body and became painfully aroused. One of his hands moved of its own volition to one of Dawn's breasts. She yelped at the contact, which Wolf swallowed in a kiss. "We could stay for a while," he said trailing a hand over her stomach and to her hip.
Dawn breathed unsteadily. "I told them it would only be a few minutes," she said huskily.
"They don't have to know we've already switched back…" Wolf said nibbling on Dawn's earlobe. He picked up his wife kissing her lips and carried her to the bed. "We could just play."
"What constitutes playing?" she asked in a deep whisper.
He began to touch her body intimately. Dawn tried to breath but failed utterly. "Spike will smell it on us," she groaned as Wolf sucked at her breast.
He brought his head up. "Good point." He lifted her off the bed again and carried her to the shower.
"What are we doing?" Dawn asked.
"Playing and making sure we don't smell of sex," he said with a smirk. She smirked back, reached out and started the shower.
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"They must have shifted back… the showers on," Buffy observed.
Spike rubbed his neck then his eyes. "Well I guess we'll be waiting a while."
"Why do you say that?" Cordy asked.
"Two teenagers… naked… in the same room…who are now married… Need I say more?" Spike said wearily.
"But the shower? Aren't they a little inexperienced for the shower?" Cordelia asked.
Spike sighed, "Nibblet hears us in the shower every morning… As far as modeling behavior goes, she is probably more likely to have sex in the bathroom over any other room in the house."
"That and it will wipe the smell off," Buffy interjected. "Wolf's a smart enough boy to know you would be a little annoyed to smell sex on them both."
Spike rubbed his eyes, "We're redoing the basement at home so they can live down there…I will not be able to handle trying to divide time to use the shower between us. We'll give them their own shower and tub…"
"We don't have the money for that and you know it," Buffy countered.
"The whelp can help us… but we have to do something. Her bedroom is next door… Hearing other people never bothered me until Nibblet… No I take that back. I hated hearing Dru and the Poof but that was for obvious reasons," Spike groaned.
Cordelia looked at Angel who laughed nervously for a second. "The whole dominance thing again…" Cordy continued to glare. "It was Angelus…not me…when I was me I never laid a hand on her…Right Spike?" Spike didn't respond. "Right?" he said slapping Spike's head.
"Oww… Yeah that's right…unless you banged her while she was in town like you did Darla," Spike swatted at Angel's hand.
"Not helping boy!" Angel said as Cordelia gave him the look of death.
"Oh stop worrying prom queen… He only has eyes for you, alright?" Spike grumbled.
"Yeah…" she said continuing to glare.
"What?" Angel asked nervously.
"You're really good with the obsession thing," Cordy said with an unreadable expression. "I mean that's how Dru got vamped to begin with."
"Angelus… not me," Angel countered.
"YOU were pretty obsessed with Buffy, before you even met her right? Then this last year with Darla…that was you, not Angelus," she said clearly. Angel just looked at her with pleading eyes. "I'll be back in a minute." Cordelia left the room.
"I'll go check on her," Buffy said following her out.
"OWW!" Spike yelled after Angel hit him in the head with a book next to the chair he was in. "What the bloody hell was that for?"
"Just had to bring up Dru," he growled.
"Oh quit your grousing," Spike muttered. "You did it…not me." Both men sat scowling at the other.
"Cordelia," Buffy called catching her right outside the door. "What's going on?" she asked very confused. "You knew what he was like…what he had done. Why does it bother you to find out about Dru and him…it wasn't even Angel."
"Buffy," Cordy began. "You're the one he watched from afar and fell in love with without even knowing you. You're the one he lost his soul to because you gave him complete happiness. I'm never going to know if I could have had that affect on him… Not that I want the whole Angelus thing…its just… I guess it just brought it home that in the last few years all the women he's obsessed over he's bedded. Even this go round Angelus was all about coming after you, biting you, and raping you. As sick as it may sound his demon is in touch with where his heart is. Angel may love me on some level but not like he loved you. He's obsessed about all the rest of you in his vamp state but not me."
Buffy shook her head. "That is sick Cordelia… It should make you happy that his demon can't twist what you have with him. It should make you happy that it doesn't latch onto whatever darkness there is inside you… The fact that only Angel loves you is a good thing. Besides I know him well enough to know he made one mistake with Darla and it killed him inside. There weren't others." Cordelia sighed. "Let's go back in there and you can talk to Angel in soft non-judgmental tones with a serious lack of glares." Cordy nodded.
The bedroom door opened revealing the two glaring vampires. Each rose at the sight of the woman each loved. Buffy snagged Spike's arm and said, "We're going to watch Connor sleep," with that the bathroom door shut.
Angel looked at Cordy with big pleading eyes for a crumb of hope. "I'm sorry," she said softly. "I let stuff get to me that I shouldn't have."
In almost no voice he asked, "Can I hold you?" She nodded and soon enjoyed the feeling of Angel's arms round her. He kissed her forehead. "Do you want to talk about this now or is this a later date conversation?"
Cordy swallowed, "I let some stupid insecurity twist some stuff in my head."
"Like what?"
"Like the fact you still went for Buffy when you were Angelus and you've not obsessed about me the way you did with Darla, Dru and Buffy." Angel stared at her. "Like I said stupid."
"And Buffy made it better?" Angel asked still nervous.
"She pointed out how cool it was that your demon hasn't twisted what we have."
Angel sighed deeply. "I love you… I'm sorry about this afternoon. I imagine it's going to stick with us for a while."
"Probably."
A short knock came on the door. Dawn stood in front of Angel when he opened it. "Are Buffy and Spike ready for the restoration spell?"
"I think so…" Cordy said, "They're in the bathroom… Come on in. We're doing it in here."
"I'm not sure the ceiling is high enough," Wolf said with an arm draped over Dawn's shoulder.
"Don't float so high," Spike said as he entered the room. Wolf and Spike stared at each other for a minute until Wolf cast his eyes down. "So you know we're going to have to figure out some arrangement in the house. I was thinking about the basement."
Dawn wrinkled her brow. "What?"
"Your husband understands me," Spike said curtly. "Now lets get a soul in me and maybe I'll be in a better mood."
"Oookkaayy," Dawn drew out. "Are they staying?" she pointed at Cordelia and Angel. Buffy nodded. "I really love you Spike…because I so would not take off my shirt in front of Angel for any other reason."
"Peaches isn't going to be looking at you pet…not if he knows what's good for him," Spike replied.
Angel chuckled but turned his back, as the scene was set again. Buffy stood with Spike in front of her helping him remove his shirt. "Wow…" Cordelia muttered. "Didn't know you hid a chiseled chest under there."
"Hey!" Angel fumed. "I don't need to hear you checking out another guy while I'm in the room."
Cordy pushed a chair to him. "Sit and I'll watch the fun."
"Oh no you won't…" he said snagging her into his lap. "We're here for moral support afterward not ogling beforehand."
Buffy and Spike laughed as they watched the couple cuddle. Dawn and Wolf had both removed their shirts and were touching each other slowly. "Hey…Hey… Father figure not wanting to see things I don't want to admit you're doing," Spike objected.
"They can't hear you," Buffy said softly. "That is how they create the energy they need to open the Ether. Nothing graphic happens..." Just as she said the words Wolf's right hand cupped Dawn's left breast, "Normally." The air began to crackle and spark a great deal louder then before due to the enclosed space. The couple took flight for a few seconds touching slightly more sexually then before. When they kissed actual lights began to spark in the room.
Dawn's body aligned with Wolf's and they hovered in front of Spike's exposed chest. "I really wish I were unconscious for this," Spike muttered.
"It's okay baby…I'm right here," Buffy reassured as the younger couple joined voices as one reciting the words to the spell. Their words slid out of Latin and into the Angelic language they spoke earlier. Wolf and Dawn's eyes glowed white as Spike's skin began to smoke.
"Bloody hell that hurts," Spike groaned.
"Almost done," Buffy assured.
A few more words were spoken then "Anima!" was shouted before puddling the couple on the floor.
Spike's eyes filled with white light then shut, as he became dead weight. "A little help here," Buffy called to Angel and Cordelia who immediately attended the teens.
Buffy sank both her body and Spike's to the ground. Spike began to rouse slightly blinking slowly. "Spike?" she whispered holding him closely. "I love you… Look at me, Spike."
He turned his head slowly. He blinked rapidly as the images of his life came back to him…and images of Buffy. Spike quickly pushed her away. She reluctantly let him out of her grasp. "Spike?"
"Stop…" he said. "Make it stop… Don't call me that… Stop saying those things… I'm not a monster… I'm not beneath you…" he growled. His eyes leveled with Buffy staring at her with absolute hate and animosity. "Just a modern version of Cecily."
TBC…
A/N: Sorry guys. In-laws are in town. Won't be updating before Monday.