Chapter 10
"guys"
This was the third call and still they argued. She had noticed after the scream had ripped her from the loving moment, that Willow was glowing. She wouldn't respond to anything. So trying to get the others attention was the next thing to do.
If only she could get Xander and Giles attention. All they're doing is yelling at each other though neither were actually angry. Dawn knew this kind of arguing. This was a response to the fear. But she needed them to stop Willow. Obviously she was using magic, and that was never good.
After getting up she tried and tried but it finally came down to her biggest weapon.
Using her teen shriek.
"GUYS!"
"WHAT!"
Finally something...
Dawn responded as only she could. These two were being extremely difficult and she did not want to put up with it. She simply pointed to the glowing figure in the corner. They're eyes followed and stared dumbstruck. They all jumped in surprise when it seemed something invisible threw Willow back against the book case.
A pang of fear went through her, she hoped Willow was okay.
Her fear was slightly relieved when she opened her eyes. Dawn saw that she was about to pass out and started to ask when she heard a word usher from her lips.
"spike"
With that she was out. Dawn just stood confused and looked to the others to see if they understood. Then they heard it again. Worse than ever. Wailing against the night. Clearer. Her heart sunk. She wondered what could endure such pain. Her confusion deepened when she saw Giles go pale. Xander and Anya noticed also and began assaulting him with questions.
He shook himself and got out of the trance that held him. Dawn seeing that the others could handle it she went to the unconscious body at the foot of the bookcase. Kneeling down she looked for any injuries. Straightening her out she searched Willow, finding nothing but a bump on the head. The touch brought her back. Dawn could hear her suck in a breath when she got up. Her concentration was diverted when her name was heard.
"Dawn"
Quickly she turned and found Xander looking at them intently. Obviously he knew he had her attention and continued.
"I'm going outside to wait for Buffy, you two going to be okay?"
Buffy?...
She looked around confused, Buffy had left. She felt Willow nod and Xander left before he could explain. Her head turned to Willow. Helping her lean against the Bookcase her eyes opened and a weak smile played on her lips. Dawn felt the relief complete itself when the smile revealed itself.
She's okay...
Remembering what Willow had said, she asked the question.
"Will, what does this have to do with..."
"Guys it's Buffy, she's got someone with her!"
They both jerked in surprise at the sound of Xander's voice. Dawn began to help her get her up. Slowly she got Willow to a chair when she heard Xander say something else. Not understanding the muffled voice she turned toward the door to see Buffy's pleading face, and someone hanging off her shoulder, slumped.
Recognizing the face Dawn quickly took the other arm and got the person to a seat next to Willow. At first she thought he was unconscious, he wasn't moving, but she felt a shiver and heard whimpers.
When they finally sat him down she jumped back after getting a view of him. You could see the whites of her eyes as she looked on the wounds. As if things could get worse she saw the platinum hair and Blue eyes. She shrieked.
"SPIKE!"
But there wasn't any reaction, he didn't even jump at the high pitched noise. He just sat, not really sat, crumpled on the chair. Tears falling down his face staring blankly whimpering the same words over and over again.
"I didn't...I...didn't."
***********
Ouch
The sting brought her out of the haze. Someone was rubbing a very sore spot on the back of her skull. She tried to get up, but the swift motion caused her head to reminder he that she had banged her head against the bookcase after the feedback. Reminding her with a throbbing ache that got her to suck in a lungful of air in response.
After what seemed like a minute her magic radar switched on she started to take in the surroundings. Giles and Xander were here. So was Anya, barely making her presence known. Willow knew Dawn was by her side, she recognized the presence anywhere. But she couldn't feel Buffy anywhere.
She heard a voice in the background that made her look in the direction. She didn't attempt to move her head, but she could see Xanders concerned face clearly. Though she could barely understand what he was saying over the ringing in her ears.
"I'm going outside to wait for Buffy, you two going to be okay?"
She saw a look of panic set on Dawn's face. Obviously she hadn't noticed Buffy's absence. Though She deserved answers, Xander would be better fitted to be outside where he could look out for their friend's return. Willow nodded and Xander went before Dawn could ask questions.
She wasn't going to be deteired from asking questions, her attention focused on Willow. Though the question she was about to ask wasn't the one she was expecting.
"Will, what does this have to do with..."
"Guys it's Buffy, she's got someone with her!"
They both jumped. As expected another wave hit her head and she had to shut her eyes to try and hold off a groan. She ouldn't answer questions, maybe after she took lots of drugs, but not now.
To much of her satisfaction Dawn decided to wait for the questions and helped Willow up. They made there way slowly to the seat near the round table. Sitting with a thump, another wave hit causing her to groan under her breath. The ringing in her ears blocked out the muffled exclamation coming from outside.
As the throbbing receded with the ringing she could hear whimpers and dragged footsteps coming towards her. Willows heart lighted and then darkened when she felt Buffy's presence then her pain.. Before her eyes fluttered open she felt an odd sensation. A presence, but no emotion, which presented two possibilities, there were none, or they were encased.
She jumped again as a Dawns high pitched shriek rung out through her head. She didn't make out what she said, but she could tell that she was upset. The ringing that had started to become a common sound in her ears died down quicker than before. She could hear whimpering, words played over and over in a voice that sounded like a crying child.
"I didn't...I...didn't."
Fear crept up her spine.
Please don't be him...not him...
She had hoped that he had come out okay, but she knew, that nothing could walk away from that much pain and not be broken. All her focus was on the voice. She blocked out Dawns screaming, pleading for him to come out. Buffy's crying at the sight of her former lovers hollow form. Just on what the persons voice next to her .
Turning her head she opened her eyes and was greeted with a sight that wrenched her heart. Spike. Slumped in the chair, head tilted forward, tears falling from his face. A face that was vacant of any emotion. His whimpers issuing from his almost motionless lips. This wasn't Spike, this was the shadow of the once dominating presence the body held.
Desperation rushed through her mind. She had to do something. Trying to control her voice she turned to Buffy's teary eyed face.
"Buffy what happened to him?'
She could see some control come to her friend. Willow could hear the strain to keep her voice steady when she spoke.
"It...It said that a memory...worst nightmare did this to him."
Willow let her eyes fall allowing the tears to fall with him. He was alone, lost within himself.
"Willow can you do something?"
Giles interrupted her. He obviously knew that she could do it, but he wanted to know if she felt she could handle it. She nodded. Willow concentrated and pushed through just as Xander started to protest. She was falling, through a black tunnel. Her mind falling toward the abyss Spike was lost in.
Willow started to shudder when a wave of anguish hit her. She was getting closer. But the closer she got the more she wanted to retreat. She finally slammed down and observed the area.
Her mind cried out as she saw the sight before her. Spike, in a leather coat, no injuries, was raping Dawn, cutting and groping as he thrust against her. Willow desperately tried to intervene, but her mind was just a spectator, and could not interfere. Shock shot through her when Dawns neck was snapped. She turned her attention when a muffled scream was heard. Finally she understood. There was also Spike, strapped to a chair, mouth covered. His wounds were present all fresh and sickening. But he didn't notice as he jerked against the ropes but couldn't break them. His eyes were wide and tears fell freely in streams.
He had been forced to watch himself do these things.
His eyes became pleading, wide, then his body became rigid and he jumped forward, ropes and tape disappearing. Her eyes followed him to Buffys prone body. Gashes on her cheek, and one long cut across her neck. His body was bent over her, searching, trying to figure out what to do. Willows sorrow went out. This was his worst nightmare, and he was living it in his head over and over again.
Suddenly the bodies and room disappeared. And they were left in the abyss. Something was lighting there bodies. Quickly before the memory could replay she grabbed his mind and began to pull out to the surface. He didn't react well. Spike began the thrash and go pull against her with all his might. But she was infinitely more powerful and kept pulling.
Her eyes shot open to see Spike snap up and stumble out of the chair, eyes flying wildly.
AUTHORS NOTE:
Hello.
Got to thank everyone again for the reviews.
I'm going to put all my creative focus on the next chapter. So if it suck you'll see how much of a good writer I am. (Ha ha)
With that I must desperately plead that all of you read and review the next chapter once it's up. PLEEEEAAASSSSEE
Thanks again to Kittyb90 for her support. Ain't she the sweetest.
"guys"
This was the third call and still they argued. She had noticed after the scream had ripped her from the loving moment, that Willow was glowing. She wouldn't respond to anything. So trying to get the others attention was the next thing to do.
If only she could get Xander and Giles attention. All they're doing is yelling at each other though neither were actually angry. Dawn knew this kind of arguing. This was a response to the fear. But she needed them to stop Willow. Obviously she was using magic, and that was never good.
After getting up she tried and tried but it finally came down to her biggest weapon.
Using her teen shriek.
"GUYS!"
"WHAT!"
Finally something...
Dawn responded as only she could. These two were being extremely difficult and she did not want to put up with it. She simply pointed to the glowing figure in the corner. They're eyes followed and stared dumbstruck. They all jumped in surprise when it seemed something invisible threw Willow back against the book case.
A pang of fear went through her, she hoped Willow was okay.
Her fear was slightly relieved when she opened her eyes. Dawn saw that she was about to pass out and started to ask when she heard a word usher from her lips.
"spike"
With that she was out. Dawn just stood confused and looked to the others to see if they understood. Then they heard it again. Worse than ever. Wailing against the night. Clearer. Her heart sunk. She wondered what could endure such pain. Her confusion deepened when she saw Giles go pale. Xander and Anya noticed also and began assaulting him with questions.
He shook himself and got out of the trance that held him. Dawn seeing that the others could handle it she went to the unconscious body at the foot of the bookcase. Kneeling down she looked for any injuries. Straightening her out she searched Willow, finding nothing but a bump on the head. The touch brought her back. Dawn could hear her suck in a breath when she got up. Her concentration was diverted when her name was heard.
"Dawn"
Quickly she turned and found Xander looking at them intently. Obviously he knew he had her attention and continued.
"I'm going outside to wait for Buffy, you two going to be okay?"
Buffy?...
She looked around confused, Buffy had left. She felt Willow nod and Xander left before he could explain. Her head turned to Willow. Helping her lean against the Bookcase her eyes opened and a weak smile played on her lips. Dawn felt the relief complete itself when the smile revealed itself.
She's okay...
Remembering what Willow had said, she asked the question.
"Will, what does this have to do with..."
"Guys it's Buffy, she's got someone with her!"
They both jerked in surprise at the sound of Xander's voice. Dawn began to help her get her up. Slowly she got Willow to a chair when she heard Xander say something else. Not understanding the muffled voice she turned toward the door to see Buffy's pleading face, and someone hanging off her shoulder, slumped.
Recognizing the face Dawn quickly took the other arm and got the person to a seat next to Willow. At first she thought he was unconscious, he wasn't moving, but she felt a shiver and heard whimpers.
When they finally sat him down she jumped back after getting a view of him. You could see the whites of her eyes as she looked on the wounds. As if things could get worse she saw the platinum hair and Blue eyes. She shrieked.
"SPIKE!"
But there wasn't any reaction, he didn't even jump at the high pitched noise. He just sat, not really sat, crumpled on the chair. Tears falling down his face staring blankly whimpering the same words over and over again.
"I didn't...I...didn't."
***********
Ouch
The sting brought her out of the haze. Someone was rubbing a very sore spot on the back of her skull. She tried to get up, but the swift motion caused her head to reminder he that she had banged her head against the bookcase after the feedback. Reminding her with a throbbing ache that got her to suck in a lungful of air in response.
After what seemed like a minute her magic radar switched on she started to take in the surroundings. Giles and Xander were here. So was Anya, barely making her presence known. Willow knew Dawn was by her side, she recognized the presence anywhere. But she couldn't feel Buffy anywhere.
She heard a voice in the background that made her look in the direction. She didn't attempt to move her head, but she could see Xanders concerned face clearly. Though she could barely understand what he was saying over the ringing in her ears.
"I'm going outside to wait for Buffy, you two going to be okay?"
She saw a look of panic set on Dawn's face. Obviously she hadn't noticed Buffy's absence. Though She deserved answers, Xander would be better fitted to be outside where he could look out for their friend's return. Willow nodded and Xander went before Dawn could ask questions.
She wasn't going to be deteired from asking questions, her attention focused on Willow. Though the question she was about to ask wasn't the one she was expecting.
"Will, what does this have to do with..."
"Guys it's Buffy, she's got someone with her!"
They both jumped. As expected another wave hit her head and she had to shut her eyes to try and hold off a groan. She ouldn't answer questions, maybe after she took lots of drugs, but not now.
To much of her satisfaction Dawn decided to wait for the questions and helped Willow up. They made there way slowly to the seat near the round table. Sitting with a thump, another wave hit causing her to groan under her breath. The ringing in her ears blocked out the muffled exclamation coming from outside.
As the throbbing receded with the ringing she could hear whimpers and dragged footsteps coming towards her. Willows heart lighted and then darkened when she felt Buffy's presence then her pain.. Before her eyes fluttered open she felt an odd sensation. A presence, but no emotion, which presented two possibilities, there were none, or they were encased.
She jumped again as a Dawns high pitched shriek rung out through her head. She didn't make out what she said, but she could tell that she was upset. The ringing that had started to become a common sound in her ears died down quicker than before. She could hear whimpering, words played over and over in a voice that sounded like a crying child.
"I didn't...I...didn't."
Fear crept up her spine.
Please don't be him...not him...
She had hoped that he had come out okay, but she knew, that nothing could walk away from that much pain and not be broken. All her focus was on the voice. She blocked out Dawns screaming, pleading for him to come out. Buffy's crying at the sight of her former lovers hollow form. Just on what the persons voice next to her .
Turning her head she opened her eyes and was greeted with a sight that wrenched her heart. Spike. Slumped in the chair, head tilted forward, tears falling from his face. A face that was vacant of any emotion. His whimpers issuing from his almost motionless lips. This wasn't Spike, this was the shadow of the once dominating presence the body held.
Desperation rushed through her mind. She had to do something. Trying to control her voice she turned to Buffy's teary eyed face.
"Buffy what happened to him?'
She could see some control come to her friend. Willow could hear the strain to keep her voice steady when she spoke.
"It...It said that a memory...worst nightmare did this to him."
Willow let her eyes fall allowing the tears to fall with him. He was alone, lost within himself.
"Willow can you do something?"
Giles interrupted her. He obviously knew that she could do it, but he wanted to know if she felt she could handle it. She nodded. Willow concentrated and pushed through just as Xander started to protest. She was falling, through a black tunnel. Her mind falling toward the abyss Spike was lost in.
Willow started to shudder when a wave of anguish hit her. She was getting closer. But the closer she got the more she wanted to retreat. She finally slammed down and observed the area.
Her mind cried out as she saw the sight before her. Spike, in a leather coat, no injuries, was raping Dawn, cutting and groping as he thrust against her. Willow desperately tried to intervene, but her mind was just a spectator, and could not interfere. Shock shot through her when Dawns neck was snapped. She turned her attention when a muffled scream was heard. Finally she understood. There was also Spike, strapped to a chair, mouth covered. His wounds were present all fresh and sickening. But he didn't notice as he jerked against the ropes but couldn't break them. His eyes were wide and tears fell freely in streams.
He had been forced to watch himself do these things.
His eyes became pleading, wide, then his body became rigid and he jumped forward, ropes and tape disappearing. Her eyes followed him to Buffys prone body. Gashes on her cheek, and one long cut across her neck. His body was bent over her, searching, trying to figure out what to do. Willows sorrow went out. This was his worst nightmare, and he was living it in his head over and over again.
Suddenly the bodies and room disappeared. And they were left in the abyss. Something was lighting there bodies. Quickly before the memory could replay she grabbed his mind and began to pull out to the surface. He didn't react well. Spike began the thrash and go pull against her with all his might. But she was infinitely more powerful and kept pulling.
Her eyes shot open to see Spike snap up and stumble out of the chair, eyes flying wildly.
AUTHORS NOTE:
Hello.
Got to thank everyone again for the reviews.
I'm going to put all my creative focus on the next chapter. So if it suck you'll see how much of a good writer I am. (Ha ha)
With that I must desperately plead that all of you read and review the next chapter once it's up. PLEEEEAAASSSSEE
Thanks again to Kittyb90 for her support. Ain't she the sweetest.