Title: Hold onto the Wings of an Eagle

Rating: ?

Shipping: B/A with darkness (: B/S , A/C? implied

Status: TBC

Disclaimer: I don't own Angle or BTVS somebody does I think?

Summary: I don't know?



The cool April night was a relieving 70 degrees in Sunnydale California. The dew glistened against the grass as the moon shown on it above. A three inch black boot heal stepped in the wet grass as the blond haired girl made her way through Clark Cemetery. The moon highlighted her blond head and made her party clothes sparkle.

Buffy Summers was not in the mood for games tonight. After an extremely harsh conversation with a certain Xander Harris the last thing she needed was a new be vamp thinking that he was king shit and pulling a stunt like this. This was the third cemetery she had been to that night looking for a black headed 80's vamp who was rallying the local crowds into his new plan for global domination. Buffy snorted. How many times have vampires tried to take over the world why was this one any different. The grass made a nice squishy sound as she walked over it. The only noise in the night that Summers was used to.

Buffy huffed in exasperation! It had to be about 2:30 and she had no idea where this vamp could be. Searching entire cemeteries in California is no little job. She had to be at work at 7 and she knew that sleep did not come easy these days. One more mausoleum and she was quitting for tonight. Although summer v was coming soon she still had tests and the teachers were certainly giving out the homework finale. You'd think if a person died that they would be able to excuse them from college. But life continued and so did the bills, work, slaying, and continued friendless weekends. She couldn't really blame them. Willow and Tara were in quite the relationship and with the trouble with magic they needed all the moral support they could get and that took up their time along with their ever changing lives. Xander sat in every bar stool in town moping over Anya every night. He seemed to be the only one who still talked to Buffy. She didn't mind she knew what a heartache it can be to lose someone that close to you so fast. Heaven knows she lost her mother, her sister, her father, her boyfriends all in the blink of an eye. She still remembered how each scene took place like a movie that kept replaying in her head and no matter how hard she concentrated on everything else those life hardships would never give her peace. Dawns death being the most recent made connections with almost everything in her life. Simple stories in the paper would remind her of Dawn a girl selling cookies at the mall would juggle her memory and even 7months after her death Buffy still avoided the cemetery where both her mother and sister lay. She knew it wasn't her fault. Both had been under non-paranormal circumstances. Mom died of a stroke and Dawn died in a car accident. Still it haunted Buffys mind like a plague.

Tossing her hair over her should Buffy decided it was time to head home. Tonight was a flop. She would search tomorrow and maybe bring Spike to keep her mind off everything else in her life. Bringing Spike always meant fun. He would bitch and moan about how she was handling things and then against her better judgment she and him would screw against the side of anything they could find or even on the ground.. She sighed into the night. Yes there was something about vampires that was in her system. She just hoped she got it worked out before she ever had to see Angel again. The pain wasn't worth the never coming pleasure. Every time they touched it was always Angel who would remind her of what they were doing like she didn't know. Spike had that whole sex appeal where there was no problem with the pelvic just the emotional. And that was that there was no feeling of contentment with him. She would fuck into oblivion and everything would go from her mind until she came crashing back to earth. But the nirvana trips were nice even though they didn't last.

Walking up her familiar street Buffy did not look forward to the dark, empty house. Willow and Tara were never home anymore. They told Buffy it would be better if they worked out their problems in private, and that meant in an apartment 3 miles away. With Dawn gone her house was life a giant mansion that was filled with happy memories that mixed with her nightmares whenever she could force herself to sleep. She was thinking of moving. The house was a treasure of course but the remorse was a little too much to bear.

Buffy was surprised to see a handsome bleached blonde vampire leaning against a tree in her yard puffing on a cigarette with many butts at his feet. She felt her body tighten. Spike never brought anything good to say. But as he smiled at her she knew there was nothing bad in her life just him trying to melt down her spirit and get in a good fuck before the sun came up. Not Tonight! She had lots of things to do tomorrow and she was already late to get to staying up all night in her bed.

Spike strutted over to her meeting her halfway. She halted for him not wanting him any closer to her house. 'Well well Slayer.' Spike hissed as he circled her still form. 'Looks like your all ready for a good slay.' He laughed and his cigarette breath hit her bare neck. 'How about in the street. Hum? Get a little rustle from the neighbors. Come on Buffy I know how you like drama.' Buffy felt her stomach lurching and felt a wave of nausea. She pushed Spike away and he stumbled. She looked at him with a grimace and decided it was best to get into the safety of her house. 'Aww come on slayer I was just playin.' Spike laughed at her retreating form. She felt the need to run away from his taunting voice that echoed in her head making her head feel heavy as if it would fall of her head. She quickened her walk as he followed her at a brisk pace. She practically ran up her steps as he was quickly catching up. She turned sharply at the top of her stairs and kicked Spike straight in the chin. His head stapped back and his body hit the cement with a thud. She didn't need a second more she tore open the door and slammed it behind her. Her shaking fingers locked the door and her heart beat slammed against her rib cage. She heard an angry growl come from outside as Spike leaped up the steps and started banging at the door. The wave of nausea was again upon her. She felt like she was going to throw up on the rug. 'Bloody hell slayer let me in!' Spike sounded angry. Like he would tear down the door if she didn't let him in. She would have told him to go away but her throat was dry like she ate too many crackers. Her head was too heavy now and she had to lay down on the floor or she knew that she would pass out. Spike continued banging on the door screaming all kind of insults. Her mind was reeling. She wished he would just go away.

Spike couldn't believe it. She had treated him like a rapist. She had never denied him. It wasn't like he forced himself on her. She was always willing. But now she acted like it was his fault that she was so screwed up. Hell it was probably his fault that she hadn't committed suicide by now. Everyone had a hard time after niblit died but Buffy, always miss drama queen had taken it like she had killed Dawn herself. She had loosened all her relationships with everyone else and had treated him like crap. She should bloody worship him! He never left her like the pathetic little Parker, or perfect boy Riley or ever her darling Angel. He was the only one that she had put out to that hadn't run away. But no Little Fluffy would never believe that. In her mind he would never amount to anything but a vampire that was good between the sheets. What was wrong with him. Certain women just pushed his buttons. Well not really certain just two; Dru and Buffy. And they both treated him like the enemy when he dedicated himself to them. He gave his whole unlife to Dru, gave up everything to save her. And Buffy he had become good little Spike for her and what did they do? Acted like touching him was filth. Although when it came time to feed their femine appetites he was the one they turned to. The one they thirsted for and no matter how many times he saved them they still kicked him down. He was such a sucker and they took advantage of his weakness.

Spike kept banging on the door. He stopped and all he heard was silence. The lights were still off and he hadn't seen anyone move. Was she scared of him? Did she leave out the back door and he had been yelling at an empty house. Scared, Spike searched the streets. That was when he noticed a few of the neighbors were watching him from their darkened houses windows. There even was a real gutsy one who was standing on the porch with their light on. Looking back on the still house Spike decided he would find her tomorrow night and make sure she didn't get away again. What the hell was going on? Nothing had changed in a day. Sunnydale didn't have any huge disasters and there were no real threats going on so what had the slayers knickers in a twist. Oh wait. Spike thought evilly. She never wore knickers. That made him grin as he walked to his crypt prepared to drink pigs blood and pout.

Inside the house Buffy was finding it more difficult to breathe. She held her hand to her neck and tried to intake air but it wasn't working. She had to get to the kitchen and get water. But her body was stiff and wouldn't move. What the hell. She hadn't even fought that hard tonight. Her whole body started to burn with pain. She wanted to cry out but her throat remained dry. She felt her body go into shock and started to shake violently. She could feel the dry heaves coming up but could not take air back in. She felt her muscles tighten and her body start to spasm. She didn't know what was going on. Her mind started to reach in her memory. Buffy remembered her 3 year old birthday party, when her parents brought Dawn home, when she tried out for cheerleading, her dad left her mom, her tiara, her first kiss, Dawns first boyfriend, her moms face when she told her they were moving, yelling at Dawn for stealing her makeup, slaying her first vamp, losing Merick(first watcher), meeting Xander, seeing Angel with Drusilla, fighting with the Master, her first death, sleeping with Angel, threatening Angelus, killing Angel, running away, kill in the demon in hell, seeing her mom again, fighting with Willow and Xander, meeting Faith, finding Angel in the woods, kissing Angel, Faith killing Mr. Trick, Faith seducing Angel, Angel dumping her, Angel poisoned, killing the Mayor, Angel leaving, meeting Parker, seeing Angel in LA, meeting Riley, Angle hitting her, Riley sleeping with Faith, being in Faiths body, Willow telling her she was gay, breaking up with Riley, her mothers death, Dawns reaction when she found out she was the key, Angels comfort at the funeral, Spikes crush, Robot Buffy, jumping in the portal, heaven, Willows spell, sleeping with Spike, ending it with Angel, Dawns car accident, Giles departure, Willows withdrawn, Xanders ruined funeral, tears, running away from Spike into her house. Was she dying? Would she go to heaven? As the numbness took over her body Buffy smiled at the thought of seeing her mother and sister and maybe Merick again. Then darkness over took her as her heart stopped beating and her body went still. Her whole body numb Buffy slipped into oblivion and let fate take over.





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