Title: Vanilla and Kinks
Author: Witchy Red
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them
Distribution: Bloody Kisses, NHA, fanfiction.net
Summary: Willow finds out the family secret (Willow/Spike)
Rating: R
The next day Willow ran into the library shouting for Giles. She dumped her bag on a chair and ran to his office but he wasn't in. She ran up into the stacks but he wasn't there either. Finally she took a deep breath and yelled Giles.
"There's no need to shout." Giles said walking into the library from out in the hall. He had been running late and had just gotten to the school. "I'm not as old as you all seem to think. I do still have my hearing." Willow blushed.
"Sorry," She squeaked. "I just have something amazing to tell you." But before she could continue Buffy and Cordelia walked in. Then behind them came Xander and Faith.
"Hey, Red, what's the what?" Faith asked.
"Well, I was just about to tell Giles. . ."
"Are there any donuts, G-man?" Xander interrupted her.
"I told you not to call be that and no there aren't." Giles said. "Now, Willow was trying to tell me something if the rest of you would stop yapping."
"I don't yap." Cordelia said haughtily. Buffy disagreed with her but kept silent. She wanted to know what Willow was trying to tell them. Impatiently, Willow waited for them to finish. She blew hair out of her face and sighed. Finally the shut up.
"As I was saying, I have something amazing to tell you." She said and then she told them what had happened, with a lot of interruptions of course.
"Why was Spike fighting other vampires?" Buffy asked.
"They insulted him or something, I don't know that's not important." Willow said before continuing.
"So Spike's dust?" Xander asked hopefully a little later.
"No, somehow I knew how to not kill him but still dust the others." She answered him.
"And why would you not want to kill Spike?" Wesley, who had come in, in the middle of the story, asked. Willow didn't really have an answer for that, at least not one that she was willing to give.
"Well, um, you see the thing is. . ." Willow trailed off at a loss of words. Faith smiled smugly. She knew. She had figured it out almost instantly after listening to Willow last night. She wanted to see how long it took everybody else to figure it out. Cordelia got it almost instantly.
"Well, at least he's hot." She said to Willow smiling slightly. Willow blushed. Then Buffy got it.
"Oh, my god!" She exclaimed. "Willow!!!"
"What, what?" Xander asked, being a guy he was still in the dark.
"Look, Buffy. . ."Willow said before trailing off. The tension of the moment flew right over Giles's head as he continued to ponder Willow's newfound ability.
"This must be part of it." He said having an epiphany. Everybody's attention turns from Willow to Giles.
"Must be part of what?" Cordy asked.
"The prophecy." Giles answered her absently.
"Prophecy?" Willow asked. When Giles ignored her she asked again. "Prophecy?" And then a third time. "Giles. . ." he looked up at her finally. "Prophecy!" She shouted.
"Oh yes, I found a prophecy that I believe refers to what your ancestor Emma Whearden saw in her visions." Giles told her. Then he rifled through some papers and pulled out a sheet of white paper. "A colleague faxed this to me last night. She thinks it might be of some importance and I happen to agree with her." Giles read to the gang from the paper.
She who is not quite one will become two
The weeping one will rise up
Fast and strong
Wise and powerful
She will unite with the other
The Huntress and her Hunter
Light and Dark
Good and Evil
Balance and Magick
Once again restored"
"It has the references to The Huntress and Hunter and to Magick. It also talks about a weeping one. That could be Willow referring to a Weeping Willow." Wesley noted.
"What's with the becoming two? What is that?" Xander asked.
"Who's the Hunter?" Faith asked. Everybody had forgotten about Willow and Spike and was focusing on the prophecy. Everybody that is except Buffy. She would not be deterred.
"Willow, how could you? With him? He's evil? He'll kill us first chance he gets." She said.
"No he won't. He doesn't want to kill any of us. Well, he wants to kill you, Buffy, but he said he wouldn't fight with you or Angel. He promised." Willow told her.
"And you believed him?" Buffy asked her incredulously. "He doesn't have to tell the truth you know."
"I know he didn't have to but he did. I trust him on that." Willow told her quietly. Buffy threw up her hands, frustrated.
"Hey B, don't be a hypocrite." Faith called out. Buffy blushed brighter than Willow ever had and Willow raised a knowing eyebrow. Buffy had known that confiding in the two girls about Angelus would come back to haunt her. She swiftly changed the subject back to the prophecy. They discussed it until the bell rang. Then Xander, Cordelia, Willow, and Buffy headed toward their respective homerooms. Faith watched them leave and then idly picked up a sword leaning against the checkout counter.
"Giles, up for some training?" She asked.
After school Willow raced to Spike's. She didn't bother with knocking and rushed in. Willow walked quietly through the living room with it's covered furniture and faded wallpaper. She bypassed the dining room and walked into the kitchen. Spike had struck a deal with a demon he knew and now got electricity, running water and cable. Too bad he didn't get heat. She thought shivering a little. Spike also kept the fridge well stocked for Willow. She pulled it open and found a yogurt for her afternoon snack. Idly she walked back through the hall to the stairs and started up. Upstairs there were three bedrooms and a bathroom. Spike was using the one farthest down the hall. Willow headed toward it. When she stepped into his room she noted that one of the heavy black curtains wasn't pulled completely shut. Smiling slightly Willow crossed the dark blue carpeting and pulled it shut. Spike could be so absent minded about stuff like that. Sighing she set her yogurt down on an old scratched dresser and kneeled by the huge king size bed that Spike had moved in to the house a week after they started sleeping together. He claimed her full size bed was not big enough for them to screw in. His words not hers. He was such a romantic. She kneeled down and set her head in her hands next to his pillow. She loved watching him sleep. He didn't actually sleep. They called it that but it was more like he died. Like whatever magick that kept his body alive at night disappeared as soon as he went to sleep. He was stiff and cold like a corpse. He didn't move or take any unnecessary breaths. The first time Willow had woken up in his arms she had been very freaked out about it but now it seemed normal. One of his quirks that she adored. Willow berated herself slightly. No mushy thoughts. I have too keep focused. Scooby Gang meeting tonight. How am I going to get Spike there? First I have to wake him up. That was the easy part. Willow sat on the bed and straddled the sleeping vampire rubbing her jean-covered core over his crotch. Then she leaned over and bit into his neck, hard. Spike woke up with a moan and flipped their positions without a thought. He pushed his lower half into her and Willow grinned at the feel of his hard length pushing on his zipper. His lips captured hers in a bruising kiss forcing entrance into the moist recesses of her mouth.
Willow sighed into the blonde's mouth and ran her hands down his hard chest. He was sucking on her tongue now. She loved when he did that. It made her instantly wet. Willow moaned. Then she pushed her upper body up off of him, which didn't help because it lodged her scorching center against his erection. Willow bit her lip to keep from groaning again.
"Spike, we need to talk." She said in a hoarse whisper.
"Talk later, much later." Spike mumbled in between nibbling on her neck.
"No, now. This is important." Willow insisted. Willow rolled off of Spike and onto the bed beside him. Spike layed next to her breathing heavily. She made him weak with love and lust and he wanted her now.
"What is so important, Red?" He asked impatiently.
"They know." She answered.
"How'd they take it?"
"Faith surprisingly is okay with it. Cordelia thinks it's okay because you're hot. Buffy freaked until Faith told her not be a hypocrite. And. . ."
"A hypocrite?" Spike asked interrupting Willow.
"Yeah, cause she slept with Angelus. Didn't you know?" Spike shook his head negatively. "Well, she did. Then she was like all broken up about it or whatever. Anyway as I was saying, Giles was too busy with this prophecy thing to even realize what we were talking about and Xander was just lost. Sometimes I worry about him."
"Sounds eventful. So, Angel doesn't know?" Spike asked carefully.
"He probably does now. I'm sure Buffy went and told him as soon as school was out, possibly before. I don't remember if she was in history or not."
"That'll be fun. I promise you he won't be as easy to get around as the slayer."
"I'm not worried. I'll just threaten to remove his curse." Willow said evilly.
"Can you do that?" He asked
"Sure, easy. You think I would have attempted to perform that curse without knowing it inside and out?"
"Because all of your spells are just perfect." Spike said sarcastically. Willow hit him playfully across his stomach.
"Keep that up and I'm gonna give you a soul. I know I can make that one work." Spike shuddered at the thought and quickly changed the subject.
"So, what about this prophesy? What is that?"
"I brought a copy to show you. I think part of it is about you." Willow said as she rummaged through her backpack sitting next to the bed. She pulled out a manila folder labeled Emma Whearden and opened it. Inside was a copy of the prophecy that Giles had found. Silently she handed it to Spike and watched his face as he read it.
Spike read the prophecy through twice. Then he sat back against his pillows and thought. Willow was smart and he completely agreed with her. It was about both of them. He wasn't to keen on the idea of having someone write out his life. The idea of fate or destiny had never sat to well with him. He preferred to think he made his own choices and lived his own life.
"Do you know what it means?" He asked quietly after a few minutes.
"Not really. Giles is working on it. But it's blatantly about me and I think the Hunter is you."
"So do I. I don't know if I like this, Will." He said. When he used her name, even a shortened version of it, Willow knew he was serious.
"Neither do I. I don't want to be some Huntress of whatever. Don't I fight enough? And nobody cares. They are so calm about this like it's no big deal. This is my life that's changing and they act like it's just another day on the Hellmouth." Willow said her voice growing louder and more frantic as she continued. Spike watched her quietly and then gently layed a hand over hers. Willow calmed down enough to think rationally.
"Spike, if I suggest something you really don't want to do will you bite me?" She asked.
"I'll bite you anyway, Red, just tell me." Spike said with a smirk.
"I think you need to work with the rest of the Scooby Gang on this. I can't do it alone. I need your help and I need theirs." Spike sighed. He had a feeling that was what she was going to say and he hated to admit it but she was right. He had to work with the good guys, again. Only this time it would be worse, there were two slayers and his pouf of a sire. Spike moaned. Then he sighed again.
"I will, Luv. For you. But don't expect me to be nice." Spike consented.
"Never." Willow said. She smiled and looked him over. "So, how bad did I kill the mood?" She asked mischievously. Spike grinned and pulled her on top of him once again.
"The only way you can kill the mood, Luv, is if you leave." He whispered into her ear. Willow almost melted at his words. She leaned over and kissed him slowly, sensuously. Goddess how she loved him.
A few hours later as the sun was settling in for the night Willow woke to the sound of her bag ringing or rather the phone in it. Blindly she felt for it on the floor next to the bed. Who was calling her? She thought. Hopefully it was someone she could yell at for waking her up.
"Hello." Willow mumbled after she had tracked down the phone.
"Willow, where the hell are you? Are you okay? We expected you over an hour ago." Buffy's voice ranted from inside the phone.
"Buffy?" Willow could barely understand her. She sounded so far away. Then Willow opened her eyes and realized that a blanket was between her and the cell phone she was holding. Quickly she struggled to extract herself from the demon blankets that had attacked her during the night. Willow laughed softly at her thoughts. Hey, it was the Hellmouth, anything could happen. Finally she was free and put the phone back to her ear. Buffy was still raging. Willow interrupted her.
"Buffy, I overslept. We'll be there soon."
"Who's we? And where are you?" Buffy asked confused. "I called your house. Where have you been all afternoon.?"
"We is Spike." Willow said quietly. She rushed on before Buffy could interrupt. "I talked to Giles and he agreed that not only was the prophecy about me but it was also about Spike and that Spike should work with us. Please don't over react. He's not going to hurt me and this is my life." Willow pleaded. Buffy was quiet and Willow waited anxiously for a reaction. The minutes passed in silence. Willow was so tense that she almost fell off the bed when Spike sat up and slipped an arm around her waist. When she had recovered she layed her head on his shoulder and prayed that Buffy would speak.
"I don't like this. He's evil. He'll always be evil but I respect your choices and your ability to make them so I won't cause a problem. Just don't expect me to be nice." Buffy said finally. Willow's eyes welled up with tears.
"Thank you, Buffy. It'll be alright. You'll see. I love you." Willow said through her tears.
"I love you to, Willow. That won't ever change. Best friends forever right? And because we're such good friends I'll handle Angel."
Willow walked into the library with her hand clasped in Spike's. When the door slammed shut the room grew quiet and everyone stared at them. Willow glanced around nervously and took a step back. Her body pressed tightly against Spike's and he gave her strength. Surprisingly though no one looked at her with anything except acceptance. Spike on the other hand received mixed responses. Faith and Cordelia looked him over like he was a piece of meat. Both of them reached the same conclusion simultaneously, total hottie. Buffy stared at him with barely suppressed hatred and violence. Angel stared with weary suspicion and something that seemed to Willow like regret. Xander looked scared but Willow was his best friend and he trusted her. The blonde vampire, on the other hand, he trusted just about as far as he could throw him. Oz was probably the most understanding. Wesley looked so terrified Willow thought he was going to faint. He could barely be in the same room with Angel, Spike was almost sending him into convulsions. The room was filled with a hot tense aura that Willow couldn't figure out how to break through. She felt as if she were suffocating. Then Giles, bless his heart, dashed the hostility away with a soft smile and a gesture for them to sit. Willow smiled at him and pulled Spike over to a set of chairs as far away from Buffy and Angel as possible.
"Right, Well then." Giles said after everyone had gotten situated. "It seems that the prophecy is about Willow and Spike. They are the ones who will restore magickal balance throughout the world."
"What exactly does that mean, magickal balance?" Xander asked.
"Magick is in all things. It's neither good or evil. It is a neutral device used by both sides. Magick must always be in balance. Whatever energy you send out must come back. If one side upsets the balance it can effect all things. It can throw the whole world out of wack. And not just our world but others, too." Willow explained.
"So, someone or something is going to mess with this magickal balance?" Faith asked.
"Seems like. And we have to stop it. The thing is nobody's heard of anything near the Hellmouth that's been trying something like this. And we can't find any references on this Whisper thing." Willow said.
"So lets get researching. We'll find out what this thing is and what's happening to you." Buffy said.
They researched for hours. Willow stared at the computer for so long she thought her eyes were going to pop out. Even Spike helped. He raced through internet sites on Willow's laptop faster than any human could read. They found nothing. Finally Spike looked at his watch and rubbed a hand over his face.
"Red, I have to go. I have about three hours until sunset and I haven't fed yet." Spike said.
"You are not killing anybody in my town!" Buffy cried out.
"Calm down, Slayer, I haven't been feeding in your town for weeks. What makes you think I'm gonna start now?"
"Can't you see he's evil, Will? He doesn't even try to act like he doesn't kill every night." Willow lifted her eyes from the computer and gave Buffy a frustrated look.
"I know what he is, Buffy. I know what he does, and where he goes. You aren't going to change my mind." Willow said, and then to Spike. "Go, I'll see you tomorrow." Spike smiled at her and got up from the library table. He glared at Buffy and Angel, and smirked at everyone else in the room. Walking past Willow he bent down and kissed the top of her head in a silent goodbye. Willow smiled up at him and grasped his hand tightly before he walked out. Buffy stared at her for a minute and then stood up.
"I'm going to Willy's to see if he knows anything." Buffy said stiffly and then stalked out. Angel smiled slightly at Willow and then followed the blonde slayer. They were both in the need to beat something and Willy was a fine target. Willow sighed. She did not have time to deal with her best friend's problems. The rest of the gang began to drift out of the library and on to more productive projects. Faith went to talk to some contacts she had, Cordelia got a crisis call from Aurora and left in a hurry and Xander and Oz went to do some reconnaissance around the cemeteries. Giles and Wesley, the only ones besides Willow left working, hid in Giles' office pouring over research books, and calling contacts they had all over the world. Willow continued to search the Internet until she fell asleep shortly before dawn with her head on the desk.
Author: Witchy Red
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them
Distribution: Bloody Kisses, NHA, fanfiction.net
Summary: Willow finds out the family secret (Willow/Spike)
Rating: R
The next day Willow ran into the library shouting for Giles. She dumped her bag on a chair and ran to his office but he wasn't in. She ran up into the stacks but he wasn't there either. Finally she took a deep breath and yelled Giles.
"There's no need to shout." Giles said walking into the library from out in the hall. He had been running late and had just gotten to the school. "I'm not as old as you all seem to think. I do still have my hearing." Willow blushed.
"Sorry," She squeaked. "I just have something amazing to tell you." But before she could continue Buffy and Cordelia walked in. Then behind them came Xander and Faith.
"Hey, Red, what's the what?" Faith asked.
"Well, I was just about to tell Giles. . ."
"Are there any donuts, G-man?" Xander interrupted her.
"I told you not to call be that and no there aren't." Giles said. "Now, Willow was trying to tell me something if the rest of you would stop yapping."
"I don't yap." Cordelia said haughtily. Buffy disagreed with her but kept silent. She wanted to know what Willow was trying to tell them. Impatiently, Willow waited for them to finish. She blew hair out of her face and sighed. Finally the shut up.
"As I was saying, I have something amazing to tell you." She said and then she told them what had happened, with a lot of interruptions of course.
"Why was Spike fighting other vampires?" Buffy asked.
"They insulted him or something, I don't know that's not important." Willow said before continuing.
"So Spike's dust?" Xander asked hopefully a little later.
"No, somehow I knew how to not kill him but still dust the others." She answered him.
"And why would you not want to kill Spike?" Wesley, who had come in, in the middle of the story, asked. Willow didn't really have an answer for that, at least not one that she was willing to give.
"Well, um, you see the thing is. . ." Willow trailed off at a loss of words. Faith smiled smugly. She knew. She had figured it out almost instantly after listening to Willow last night. She wanted to see how long it took everybody else to figure it out. Cordelia got it almost instantly.
"Well, at least he's hot." She said to Willow smiling slightly. Willow blushed. Then Buffy got it.
"Oh, my god!" She exclaimed. "Willow!!!"
"What, what?" Xander asked, being a guy he was still in the dark.
"Look, Buffy. . ."Willow said before trailing off. The tension of the moment flew right over Giles's head as he continued to ponder Willow's newfound ability.
"This must be part of it." He said having an epiphany. Everybody's attention turns from Willow to Giles.
"Must be part of what?" Cordy asked.
"The prophecy." Giles answered her absently.
"Prophecy?" Willow asked. When Giles ignored her she asked again. "Prophecy?" And then a third time. "Giles. . ." he looked up at her finally. "Prophecy!" She shouted.
"Oh yes, I found a prophecy that I believe refers to what your ancestor Emma Whearden saw in her visions." Giles told her. Then he rifled through some papers and pulled out a sheet of white paper. "A colleague faxed this to me last night. She thinks it might be of some importance and I happen to agree with her." Giles read to the gang from the paper.
She who is not quite one will become two
The weeping one will rise up
Fast and strong
Wise and powerful
She will unite with the other
The Huntress and her Hunter
Light and Dark
Good and Evil
Balance and Magick
Once again restored"
"It has the references to The Huntress and Hunter and to Magick. It also talks about a weeping one. That could be Willow referring to a Weeping Willow." Wesley noted.
"What's with the becoming two? What is that?" Xander asked.
"Who's the Hunter?" Faith asked. Everybody had forgotten about Willow and Spike and was focusing on the prophecy. Everybody that is except Buffy. She would not be deterred.
"Willow, how could you? With him? He's evil? He'll kill us first chance he gets." She said.
"No he won't. He doesn't want to kill any of us. Well, he wants to kill you, Buffy, but he said he wouldn't fight with you or Angel. He promised." Willow told her.
"And you believed him?" Buffy asked her incredulously. "He doesn't have to tell the truth you know."
"I know he didn't have to but he did. I trust him on that." Willow told her quietly. Buffy threw up her hands, frustrated.
"Hey B, don't be a hypocrite." Faith called out. Buffy blushed brighter than Willow ever had and Willow raised a knowing eyebrow. Buffy had known that confiding in the two girls about Angelus would come back to haunt her. She swiftly changed the subject back to the prophecy. They discussed it until the bell rang. Then Xander, Cordelia, Willow, and Buffy headed toward their respective homerooms. Faith watched them leave and then idly picked up a sword leaning against the checkout counter.
"Giles, up for some training?" She asked.
After school Willow raced to Spike's. She didn't bother with knocking and rushed in. Willow walked quietly through the living room with it's covered furniture and faded wallpaper. She bypassed the dining room and walked into the kitchen. Spike had struck a deal with a demon he knew and now got electricity, running water and cable. Too bad he didn't get heat. She thought shivering a little. Spike also kept the fridge well stocked for Willow. She pulled it open and found a yogurt for her afternoon snack. Idly she walked back through the hall to the stairs and started up. Upstairs there were three bedrooms and a bathroom. Spike was using the one farthest down the hall. Willow headed toward it. When she stepped into his room she noted that one of the heavy black curtains wasn't pulled completely shut. Smiling slightly Willow crossed the dark blue carpeting and pulled it shut. Spike could be so absent minded about stuff like that. Sighing she set her yogurt down on an old scratched dresser and kneeled by the huge king size bed that Spike had moved in to the house a week after they started sleeping together. He claimed her full size bed was not big enough for them to screw in. His words not hers. He was such a romantic. She kneeled down and set her head in her hands next to his pillow. She loved watching him sleep. He didn't actually sleep. They called it that but it was more like he died. Like whatever magick that kept his body alive at night disappeared as soon as he went to sleep. He was stiff and cold like a corpse. He didn't move or take any unnecessary breaths. The first time Willow had woken up in his arms she had been very freaked out about it but now it seemed normal. One of his quirks that she adored. Willow berated herself slightly. No mushy thoughts. I have too keep focused. Scooby Gang meeting tonight. How am I going to get Spike there? First I have to wake him up. That was the easy part. Willow sat on the bed and straddled the sleeping vampire rubbing her jean-covered core over his crotch. Then she leaned over and bit into his neck, hard. Spike woke up with a moan and flipped their positions without a thought. He pushed his lower half into her and Willow grinned at the feel of his hard length pushing on his zipper. His lips captured hers in a bruising kiss forcing entrance into the moist recesses of her mouth.
Willow sighed into the blonde's mouth and ran her hands down his hard chest. He was sucking on her tongue now. She loved when he did that. It made her instantly wet. Willow moaned. Then she pushed her upper body up off of him, which didn't help because it lodged her scorching center against his erection. Willow bit her lip to keep from groaning again.
"Spike, we need to talk." She said in a hoarse whisper.
"Talk later, much later." Spike mumbled in between nibbling on her neck.
"No, now. This is important." Willow insisted. Willow rolled off of Spike and onto the bed beside him. Spike layed next to her breathing heavily. She made him weak with love and lust and he wanted her now.
"What is so important, Red?" He asked impatiently.
"They know." She answered.
"How'd they take it?"
"Faith surprisingly is okay with it. Cordelia thinks it's okay because you're hot. Buffy freaked until Faith told her not be a hypocrite. And. . ."
"A hypocrite?" Spike asked interrupting Willow.
"Yeah, cause she slept with Angelus. Didn't you know?" Spike shook his head negatively. "Well, she did. Then she was like all broken up about it or whatever. Anyway as I was saying, Giles was too busy with this prophecy thing to even realize what we were talking about and Xander was just lost. Sometimes I worry about him."
"Sounds eventful. So, Angel doesn't know?" Spike asked carefully.
"He probably does now. I'm sure Buffy went and told him as soon as school was out, possibly before. I don't remember if she was in history or not."
"That'll be fun. I promise you he won't be as easy to get around as the slayer."
"I'm not worried. I'll just threaten to remove his curse." Willow said evilly.
"Can you do that?" He asked
"Sure, easy. You think I would have attempted to perform that curse without knowing it inside and out?"
"Because all of your spells are just perfect." Spike said sarcastically. Willow hit him playfully across his stomach.
"Keep that up and I'm gonna give you a soul. I know I can make that one work." Spike shuddered at the thought and quickly changed the subject.
"So, what about this prophesy? What is that?"
"I brought a copy to show you. I think part of it is about you." Willow said as she rummaged through her backpack sitting next to the bed. She pulled out a manila folder labeled Emma Whearden and opened it. Inside was a copy of the prophecy that Giles had found. Silently she handed it to Spike and watched his face as he read it.
Spike read the prophecy through twice. Then he sat back against his pillows and thought. Willow was smart and he completely agreed with her. It was about both of them. He wasn't to keen on the idea of having someone write out his life. The idea of fate or destiny had never sat to well with him. He preferred to think he made his own choices and lived his own life.
"Do you know what it means?" He asked quietly after a few minutes.
"Not really. Giles is working on it. But it's blatantly about me and I think the Hunter is you."
"So do I. I don't know if I like this, Will." He said. When he used her name, even a shortened version of it, Willow knew he was serious.
"Neither do I. I don't want to be some Huntress of whatever. Don't I fight enough? And nobody cares. They are so calm about this like it's no big deal. This is my life that's changing and they act like it's just another day on the Hellmouth." Willow said her voice growing louder and more frantic as she continued. Spike watched her quietly and then gently layed a hand over hers. Willow calmed down enough to think rationally.
"Spike, if I suggest something you really don't want to do will you bite me?" She asked.
"I'll bite you anyway, Red, just tell me." Spike said with a smirk.
"I think you need to work with the rest of the Scooby Gang on this. I can't do it alone. I need your help and I need theirs." Spike sighed. He had a feeling that was what she was going to say and he hated to admit it but she was right. He had to work with the good guys, again. Only this time it would be worse, there were two slayers and his pouf of a sire. Spike moaned. Then he sighed again.
"I will, Luv. For you. But don't expect me to be nice." Spike consented.
"Never." Willow said. She smiled and looked him over. "So, how bad did I kill the mood?" She asked mischievously. Spike grinned and pulled her on top of him once again.
"The only way you can kill the mood, Luv, is if you leave." He whispered into her ear. Willow almost melted at his words. She leaned over and kissed him slowly, sensuously. Goddess how she loved him.
A few hours later as the sun was settling in for the night Willow woke to the sound of her bag ringing or rather the phone in it. Blindly she felt for it on the floor next to the bed. Who was calling her? She thought. Hopefully it was someone she could yell at for waking her up.
"Hello." Willow mumbled after she had tracked down the phone.
"Willow, where the hell are you? Are you okay? We expected you over an hour ago." Buffy's voice ranted from inside the phone.
"Buffy?" Willow could barely understand her. She sounded so far away. Then Willow opened her eyes and realized that a blanket was between her and the cell phone she was holding. Quickly she struggled to extract herself from the demon blankets that had attacked her during the night. Willow laughed softly at her thoughts. Hey, it was the Hellmouth, anything could happen. Finally she was free and put the phone back to her ear. Buffy was still raging. Willow interrupted her.
"Buffy, I overslept. We'll be there soon."
"Who's we? And where are you?" Buffy asked confused. "I called your house. Where have you been all afternoon.?"
"We is Spike." Willow said quietly. She rushed on before Buffy could interrupt. "I talked to Giles and he agreed that not only was the prophecy about me but it was also about Spike and that Spike should work with us. Please don't over react. He's not going to hurt me and this is my life." Willow pleaded. Buffy was quiet and Willow waited anxiously for a reaction. The minutes passed in silence. Willow was so tense that she almost fell off the bed when Spike sat up and slipped an arm around her waist. When she had recovered she layed her head on his shoulder and prayed that Buffy would speak.
"I don't like this. He's evil. He'll always be evil but I respect your choices and your ability to make them so I won't cause a problem. Just don't expect me to be nice." Buffy said finally. Willow's eyes welled up with tears.
"Thank you, Buffy. It'll be alright. You'll see. I love you." Willow said through her tears.
"I love you to, Willow. That won't ever change. Best friends forever right? And because we're such good friends I'll handle Angel."
Willow walked into the library with her hand clasped in Spike's. When the door slammed shut the room grew quiet and everyone stared at them. Willow glanced around nervously and took a step back. Her body pressed tightly against Spike's and he gave her strength. Surprisingly though no one looked at her with anything except acceptance. Spike on the other hand received mixed responses. Faith and Cordelia looked him over like he was a piece of meat. Both of them reached the same conclusion simultaneously, total hottie. Buffy stared at him with barely suppressed hatred and violence. Angel stared with weary suspicion and something that seemed to Willow like regret. Xander looked scared but Willow was his best friend and he trusted her. The blonde vampire, on the other hand, he trusted just about as far as he could throw him. Oz was probably the most understanding. Wesley looked so terrified Willow thought he was going to faint. He could barely be in the same room with Angel, Spike was almost sending him into convulsions. The room was filled with a hot tense aura that Willow couldn't figure out how to break through. She felt as if she were suffocating. Then Giles, bless his heart, dashed the hostility away with a soft smile and a gesture for them to sit. Willow smiled at him and pulled Spike over to a set of chairs as far away from Buffy and Angel as possible.
"Right, Well then." Giles said after everyone had gotten situated. "It seems that the prophecy is about Willow and Spike. They are the ones who will restore magickal balance throughout the world."
"What exactly does that mean, magickal balance?" Xander asked.
"Magick is in all things. It's neither good or evil. It is a neutral device used by both sides. Magick must always be in balance. Whatever energy you send out must come back. If one side upsets the balance it can effect all things. It can throw the whole world out of wack. And not just our world but others, too." Willow explained.
"So, someone or something is going to mess with this magickal balance?" Faith asked.
"Seems like. And we have to stop it. The thing is nobody's heard of anything near the Hellmouth that's been trying something like this. And we can't find any references on this Whisper thing." Willow said.
"So lets get researching. We'll find out what this thing is and what's happening to you." Buffy said.
They researched for hours. Willow stared at the computer for so long she thought her eyes were going to pop out. Even Spike helped. He raced through internet sites on Willow's laptop faster than any human could read. They found nothing. Finally Spike looked at his watch and rubbed a hand over his face.
"Red, I have to go. I have about three hours until sunset and I haven't fed yet." Spike said.
"You are not killing anybody in my town!" Buffy cried out.
"Calm down, Slayer, I haven't been feeding in your town for weeks. What makes you think I'm gonna start now?"
"Can't you see he's evil, Will? He doesn't even try to act like he doesn't kill every night." Willow lifted her eyes from the computer and gave Buffy a frustrated look.
"I know what he is, Buffy. I know what he does, and where he goes. You aren't going to change my mind." Willow said, and then to Spike. "Go, I'll see you tomorrow." Spike smiled at her and got up from the library table. He glared at Buffy and Angel, and smirked at everyone else in the room. Walking past Willow he bent down and kissed the top of her head in a silent goodbye. Willow smiled up at him and grasped his hand tightly before he walked out. Buffy stared at her for a minute and then stood up.
"I'm going to Willy's to see if he knows anything." Buffy said stiffly and then stalked out. Angel smiled slightly at Willow and then followed the blonde slayer. They were both in the need to beat something and Willy was a fine target. Willow sighed. She did not have time to deal with her best friend's problems. The rest of the gang began to drift out of the library and on to more productive projects. Faith went to talk to some contacts she had, Cordelia got a crisis call from Aurora and left in a hurry and Xander and Oz went to do some reconnaissance around the cemeteries. Giles and Wesley, the only ones besides Willow left working, hid in Giles' office pouring over research books, and calling contacts they had all over the world. Willow continued to search the Internet until she fell asleep shortly before dawn with her head on the desk.
