Pain

This chapter was done By my friend slayer.. We both are working on this story! I hope you like!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the character.. but We both want spike! Teehehe!



They stood there kissing, rain falling down their cheeks. Xander burst

through the backdoor of the Bronze.

"What was Buffy's deal back there, we need to find her" He pulled his jacket closer to him and stared into the

dark. He could barley make out two images. One looked like Spike and

the other

"BUFFYY!!" Willow exclaimed. Buffy quickly pulled herself from

Spike and

backed away from her friends. "Buffy what are u doing with HIM,"

Xander

hissed while glaring at Spikes image. Wait a second, this can't be

Buffy,

it's got to be one of Spike's new projects, he thought with relief. Or

is it?

"Bloody hell', you're not her boyfriend so why do you care?" Spike

spat back

advancing towards him. "I care because she is my friend and besides

you

couldn't get with the real Buffy unless she was drugged or a robot,

dead

boy," He walked over and stood in front of Spike. "Besides, what are u

going

to do to me? Oh yeah, I forgot you can't do anything to me Spikey's

been

neutered," he laughed and glanced at a worried Willow. "Yeah, you're

laughing

now, but if I recall right when I didn't have this chip in my head you

whimpered like a bleedin'puppy when you heard my name," He wanted to

tell

Xander that it WAS the real Buffy, but he decided that was her choice,

not

his. He smirked then walked

over to Buffy, ignoring Willow and Xander. "Pet, I'm leaving now, you

know

where to find me," he turned back and growled at Xander as he strode

back

towards his crypt, his duster flowing behind him

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Buffy bit her lip and looked sadly at Willow. Xander, he would never

understand, but Willow she could always count on Will she thought.

Xander

just stood there in shock not really knowing what to say. "Buffy is it

you?"

he looked up at her with hopeful eyes. "I-its me," she said with a

sigh.

Without another word she began walking toward her home, leaving a

soaked

Xander and Willow looking at the ground in disbelief.

"H-h-hi guys," Tara said walking over to them. She smoothed her

shirt

nervously "D-d-don't you think we should go inside?" She asked because

she

could see everyone, including herself was shivering from the cold rain.

Willow patted Xander on the back and grabbed Tara's hand, leading her

back

into the Bronze. Xander remembered that Anya was sitting inside and he

figured he should get back to her, so he reluctantly followed. "What's

wrong

Xander?" Anya asked enthusiastically while jumping into his arms." Do

you

want to have sex to make it better?" Xander plopped into the nearest

chair

and looked at his girlfriend.

"Buffy Spike together," he managed to get out. "Oh so they are

screwing,"

Anya said

flatly. Tara cleared her throat at the remark and looked at Willow.

"Ah, Anh

please, I really don't need that picture in my head until I die, thanks

anyway!" Willow gave him a weary smile and looked Tara. "Can we go back

to

your place? The mood is kinda dead for Bronzin'" she sighed and looked

around. "Um, y-y-ah lets go," Willow kissed Xander on the cheek and

walked

out with Tara. "You, know I think they have the right idea," Anya

grabbed

the still-in-shock Xander and led him out the Bronze.

Even with her slayer strength, Buff was passed the many graves in one

of the

Sunnydale

Cemetery, she had changed her mind so tired she could barley walk. The

rain

was really getting to her. Her mind raced as she about going home. She

reached the front of the stone crypt and slowly opened the door. Spike

was

lying on his bed, she wasn't sure if he was sleeping or not. Probably

not she

thought. Spike had subconsciously heard Buffy coming at least twenty

yards

away, but he was so consumed in thinking he didn't really realize it

until

she was actually in his crypt. He quickly stood up and looked at her

with

mixed feelings and he was unsure of what to do.

Her hair was wet and matted from the rain and her makeup running, but

she

still looked beautiful to him. Buffy saw him looking at her and she

wiped her

eyes, barley holding back tears. "I'm sorry," she said not really

knowing

what she was apologizing for. "Shh, luv, it's okay," he whispered. She

stepped shakily over to him and he pulled her into his arms.