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

Willow lay sprawled on the couch trying to work up the energy to get up and make herself a cup of tea. She smiled, surprised that Giles hadn't offered to make her one before he left. Tea was Giles's cure for everything. Finally she called out to Spike, who was sitting at the kitchen table with her laptop helping with the insufferable research. When she called his name he came running.
"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly. Part of him still expected her to tell him that her favorite doll had been bad and would have to be punished. Then he remembered that this was Willow, his sane mate, the one who only called in real emergencies.
"I have no energy at all. I can't even get up to make a cup of tea. How am I going to fight this thing tonight?" Willow asked him. Spike smiled at her in relief and sat on the ground by her head.
"Red, you can do this. You might act shy and timid around your friends but I know you. You are a vindictive, passionate, bitch when you need to be."
"Thanks," Willow said with a wry look. "That's actually, strangely comforting."
"It was supposed to be." He said. Then he stood up and patted her arm. "How about I make you that tea and you do some research. Anymore reading and my eyes are going to fall out. This is why I need minions. I never had to read when I had minions." Spike said wistfully as he walked back into her kitchen. Willow chuckled and sat up slightly, propping pillows behind her back so she could work comfortably. While Willow waited for her computer and tea her eyes gazed around the room and settled onto the throw-cover that had been tossed over her legs. Sewn into it was a belief that she had complete faith in. It read: Ever mind the rule of three what you give out comes back to thee…three times three.
The threefolds rule. Willow thought excitedly to herself
"That's it!" She cried outloud.
"What's it, Wesley?" Spike said as he walked in with a steaming cup of tea and a box of Wheat-A-Bits. Willow gave him her don't be smart look.
"Sorry." Spike said rolling his eyes heavenward and wondering why he was letting a petite red-headed mortal boss him around. Because you are completely in love with her. A voice said in his head.
"The three folds rule in the Wiccan belief system says that any energy, no matter good or bad, given out into the world will come back on the giver times three. It works in the opposite also. Any energy that is taken from the world must also be given back times three. The Whisper has been taking and taking but she hasn't given anything back. We have to force the rule on her." Willow paused and her face grew worried. "The Whisper is very powerful and she has been taking energy for thousands of years. I don't know if we have the power to force this on her. Even if we borrow power from Giles I don't think we're going to have enough. Dammit!" She screamed, the hoplessness of the situation was getting to her. "We don't have the time for this. She's probably sacrifcing my best friends as we speak."
"I doubt it. You said she was weak after the last. She needs time to get her strength up. And, Willow," Spike paused and Willow looked up at the sound of her name. Whatever he was going to say, it was serious.
"I may have a way for us to become more powerful. We talked about it before but were putting it off until you were older, at least until you graduate but maybe it would be better if we did it now."
"You mean you want us to form the Comittere, to become the Comitta."
"Yes, and not only because it could save our lives, though that's a big part of it. I am not a patient being and not melding with you is causing a physical ache inside me. My demon calls out almost constantly for you to become mine."
"It's not that I don't want to. I do, more than anything I've ever wanted. But I've been reading up on it and it could be dangerous. Besides, you need your sire to do it and there is no way Angel will agree to this."
"He already did. Plus, he's expreienced. One of his other childes was melded. It's only dangerous if Angel screws it up."
"Give me some time to think about it."
"You have about…" Spike said looking at his watch. "thirty minutes. In that time why don't you research spells or whatever's going to stop this bitch. She's pissing me off."
Thirty minutes later Giles, Angel and what was left of the Slayerettes walked in the door. They wore identical looks of gravity and carried more weaponry than Willow had realized Giles owned.
"I found a way to kill her." Willow said. The group looked at her surprised but all of her attention was on Spike as she uttered one word, quiet but sure. "Yes." Spike's eyes grew serious but his face bloomed a smile bigger than even Angel had ever seen. Spike turned to his sire. Before he could say a word Angel nodded understanding exactly what Willow was talking about.
"Yes what?" Xander asked. Willow turned to her friends. Slowly she explained about the threefolds rule and how she believed it would kill the demon. Then she took a deep breath and began to explain how she was going to meld with one of the fiercest vampires in history.
"Spike and I are going to meld." She said and saw Giles's eyes go wide. "Angel is going to perform a ritual called the Comittere. When it's over Spike and I will be Comitta or melded. We will share thoughts, feelings and a few other things, including some supernatural power. It will also boost our power tenfold."
"How long does it last?" Xander asked.
"It's permanent, Xan. We are going to truly become mates."
"Will, I know you love him but vampire." Xander said slightly hysterically. He threw one hand out toward Spike as if saying look at him he's evil.
"No kidding. I'm doing this. You can't change my mind. I was going to do it in a couple of years anyway."
"Willow, do you understand the possible repurcussions of what your doing?" Wesley asked quietly.
"Yes, I know and I accept them. I love Spike and we need this power now." Willow said in a stubborn voice. Her resolve face was showing plainly and Giles sighed knowing there was nothing he could do to change the witch's mind.
"If we cannot talk you out of this than you need to get it done so we can go after the Whisper. Can I please see that spell you found. I want to look over it while you are performing the Comittere." Giles said. Willow handed over the printer paper filled with a spell she had found.
Slowly Willow, Spike, and Angel made there way into Willow's kitchen. Willow wanted it done somewhere where she could mop up spilled blood easily. Xander watched with his trade-mark puppy dog eyes and hang dog expression as his best friend went off to what he was sure her doom and she did so carrying a knife that was almost as long her arm