Summary: This is an AU. Buffy has an older sister named Stacy. When Spike moves to town, Stacy sees him as her knight in shining armor. But when he falls for the younger Buffy, there's going to be hell in the Summers' home. Stacy hatches a plan to win Spike back and get rid of her sister...for good.

Disclaimer: I don't any of the characters. Well except Stacy. She's all mine, the rest belong to Joss Whedon who is a god.

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Buffy/Spike

** Author's Note: I think I'm finally done with this story. Maybe one more chapter. However if you guys really want more just R & R and tell me. I'll add some more. Thanks for all the reviews thus far! **



Stacy was busy rushing around the house setting up the things for her ritual. Her mother had called a half hour earlier and said that she was going to be home much later than she had planned. Dawn was staying with a friend tonight, so that meant that she and Buffy had the house to themselves for at least three more hours. Buffy should be coming home soon, and the ritual was all ready to begin.

Stacy sat in the middle of the living room. There were candles, near 30 of them, spread around the room to create a crude circle around her. The book that she had bought at the Magick Shoppe sat propped up in front of her and the other supplies scattered throughout the circle.

'Okay,' Stacy thought as she went through a mental checklist of her supplies. 'Candles, check; incantation, check; everything else, check.' No one ever said Stacy was the most thorough person.

She sat there for a minute and prepared herself for the deep trance she had to be in for the spell. She had been practicing her meditation since she got back to from the Magick Shoppe. She had to reach deep within herself, and block out everything else. Stacy had almost become an expert at putting herself into a trance.

She sat there for quite some time before she noticed the change. She seemed lighter, as if someone were lifting her up off the ground. She noticed an burst of energy in the room around her, like there were a million people in the room with her, but she knew there weren't.

She opened her eyes to confirm her theory and saw no one in the room with her. But there in the doorway to the living room it was; a portal.

Buffy had never run faster in her life. As soon as her fight was over with Spike she fled from the Bronze and didn't stop running until she hit Rovello Drive.

Thoughts raced through her mind: 'I can't believe I told him! Stacy's gonna freak! What the hell am I going to do?!'

By the time she was in front of her house, Buffy was tired, scared, and nauseous. She kneeled down on her front lawn and stayed there for a minute, staring up at the sky.

"Why me?!" Buffy yelled to the heavens. Tears began to stream down her face, "I didn't do anything to deserve this!" She dropped her face to her hands and sobbed openly.

Spike was on a mission. Only a minute after Buffy fled the Bronze, Spike was on her heels. He knew exactly where she was going. She was headed home, and Spike intended on beating her there.

He never anticipated her speed. By the time he reached her street she was nowhere in sight.

"Bollocks," he swore and began racing towards her house. He stopped when he go within a few feet of the house and heard crying. He crept alongside a row of bushes and peeked around the side. Buffy was there, kneeling on the grass, crying.

Spike stepped around the side of the bushes, and immediately Buffy's head shot up. It was like she could sense him there. She looked up at him, eyes red from crying.

"Spike." She simply said.

"Luv what's wrong." He said moving towards her.

"Don't." she warned quickly climbing to her feet. "She.she might be watching."

"Who?" Spike asked. "Your sister?" Buffy only nodded in compliance. "What is it with this girl? Look you and I are going to have a talk with her." Spike stalked towards the house before Buffy grabbed his arm.

"No you can't." She said pulling him back. "Please. She'll.I don't know.she's not what you think."

"She's a jealous older sibling." Spike stated. "She's mad because her bratty little sister is getting more attention than her."

"Please, Spike." Buffy sobbed.

"Look, luv." Spike said in a soft voice. "I'm going in there with or without you. I think it's high time you stand up to her. Unless you feel like living the rest of your life in fear." He began walking away from her towards the house, half expecting to feel Buffy grab his arm again. But she didn't. He took a few steps toward the house and stopped, looking back at her. "You coming or not?" he asked.

Buffy looked up at him. 'He's right.' She thought. 'I can't be afraid forever, but.I don't know if I can do this.' Slowly, she picked herself up off the ground and came to stand beside him.

Spike smiled faintly as he felt her hand move to his. He grabbed her hand in his firmly and began to walk. She stayed with him, up the porch steps and to the door. Buffy raised her hand to the doorknob and with a small push, the door swung open.

The house was dark. There were no lights whatsoever, except an odd glowing coming from a door a little ways down the hall. It cast eerie shadows on the far end of the hall, making the house look deserted. Buffy knew that Stacy was home, but it didn't look so.

Buffy took a step into the house, her hand still in Spike's, pulling him along behind her. She was breathing quiet, shallow breaths; afraid that if began breathing too loud it would alert someone to their presence there.

"Stacy?" Buffy asked quietly, praying for no answer. There was none. 'Maybe she went out after all.' Buffy thought happily.

Spike pushed past Buffy when he heard an odd noising coming from ahead of them. She clung to his back with fear.

"Wh-what was that?" she asked him.

"Not sure." Spike said, his voice thick with curiosity. "Stay back." He told Buffy. Spike took a few steps forward and stopped to listen. Everything was quiet. "Hmmm."

"Good 'hmmm' or bad 'hmmm'?" Buffy asked.

"Neither. There's nothing." Spike didn't finish his sentence. He was standing there, staring into the doorway where the glowing light was coming from. Buffy watched him for a moment, then walk up beside him. She stared into the same doorway and couldn't believe her eyes.

There in the doorway was a glowing, shimmering door-like thing. A spectrum of colors swirled through it like a rainbow. The edges rippled and waved like the water of a pond.

"What the?" Spike asked.

"No idea." Buffy answered her eyes never straying from the sight in front of her. "Where did it come fr." Buffy's words were cut off as Spike was hurled into the thing, disappearing from sight.

Stacy had heard voices coming from outside. She pulled herself to her feet and walked towards the front window. There in her own front yard were Buffy and Spike. She was sitting on the ground, crying like a baby, and Spike was coddling her.

"Figures." Stacy huffed. "She acts like a complete baby, and she still gets all the attention. With Spike, with mom. God, what do I have to do?!"

Stacy noticed that Buffy and Spike were approaching the house.

"Show time." She said proudly. She snuck through the living room, careful to avoid touching the doorway, and hid herself inside a closet across from the portal.

The plan was to hide inside the closet and then when Buffy was in front of the portal, she would jump out and push her through. It was perfect, as long as Spike didn't get in the way.

Stacy listened carefully as she heard the front door open and footsteps fall into the hallway. She heard Buffy call her name, but ignored her. They walked closer and Stacy, as quietly as possible, cracked open the closet door so she could see out. She saw Spike step ahead of Buffy.

'What is he doing?' she thought angrily. 'He's screwing this whole thing up!' She waited for a moment to see what Spike would do. He stood there staring at the portal for a moment before Buffy joined him. 'This is it.' Stacy thought happily. 'A few more seconds and I'll be rid of that brat forever.' She waited patiently, nerves screaming at her to go, but her mind was telling to her wait.

"No idea." she heard Buffy answer Spike.

'Now!' her mind screamed at her. Stacy lunged forward to push Buffy through the portal, but her foot caught on an old umbrella sitting at the bottom of the closet and she fell. She put her hands out and hit the first thing she felt. Unfortunately that "thing" was Spike. The force of her fall pushed him off balance and he plummeted into the portal instead of Buffy.

"NOO!" the two sisters screamed in unison.

Stacy quickly climbed to her feet and moved to the side of the portal. "Spike!" she yelled into the thing. Not a sound answered her.

"What did you do?!" Buffy screamed as the whole situation overwhelmed her. She began to break down into tears.

"Don't you dare cry!" Stacy yelled at her. "If it weren't for you none of this would be happening!"

"Me?!" Buffy asked dumbfounded. "What the hell are you talking about? I'm not the one who just shoved Spike into God knows where!"

"It wasn't supposed to be him!" Stacy yelled as she crumpled to the floor. "It was supposed to be you! You were supposed to go through there and never come back."

"What are you talking about?!"

"Oh well..."Stacy rose with a devilish look in her eye. "If I can't have him here with me, you can have him there." She reached out quickly, grabbed her sister by the shoulders and jerked her towards the doorway.

Buffy fought with all she had against her sister's power. She brought her foot behind Stacy's knee and kicked her feet out from under her. Both Stacy and Buffy rolled to the floor just feet in front of the portal. Stacy was on top of Buffy, and getting the upper hand in the fight.

'This is it.' Buffy thought glumly. 'She's finally gonna get her way.' Buffy looked over at the portal with a look of doom. But there she noticed at the bottom of the floor was a hand. 'Spike!' she thought happily. A renewed strength was born in Buffy as she fought to push her sister's bigger body off of hers. She pushed up with all her might and succeeded in sending Stacy stumbling backwards.

"You can't win this one." Stacy said as she sized Buffy up, preparing for her next attack.

Buffy countered her, staying a few feet from her at all times. They circled each other until Stacy's back was to the portal. Buffy watched hopefully as Spike's form began to appear, as though he were climbing out of a hole. His upper body appeared on the floor as he reached for Stacy's leg. Buffy was holding her breath as his fingers tightened around her ankle and yanked. Spike disappeared back into the portal, pulling Stacy along with him.

"NO!" Buffy yelled as she dove towards the portal and tried to grab Spike's hand, but it was gone. "No." she sobbed. Buffy pushed away from the doorway until her back hit the opposite wall. She pulled her knees to her chest, laid her head on them and cried without shame. 'I lost him again.' She thought. 'I loved him. I really did.'

"I loved him." Buffy said out loud, her voice echoing off the walls. "I loved him and I never got to tell him. He'll never know." She laid her head back down on her knees.

"Oh, he knows."

Buffy's head shot up at the sound of the voice. There standing beside her was Spike looking flushed like he had just finished a race.

"Spike!" she shouted. Before he knew what hit him, Spike was holding Buffy as she crushed her lips to his mercilessly. He held her close and deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue past her lips and into her mouth. Their tongues danced, and hands roamed each other's bodies. Finally Spike broke the kiss to breathe.

"Where did you? How did you?" Buffy asked gasping.

"I came out down by the old warehouse. Funny thing to have a portal that only takes you half a mile." Spike chuckled.

"What about.Stacy?"

Spike paused for a moment. "She didn't come out with me, luv. Don't think she made it out."

Buffy stared at him for a moment, letting the full weight of what had just happened hit her. Her sister had tried to get rid of her, she almost lost the man she loved, and her sister was gone for good. She moved into Spike's embrace not saying a word, but just feeling his body beneath hers; hearing the sound of his heart beating. She would have to deal with her mother yet. How on Earth was she going to explain this? 'Oh well.' She sighed. Better to deal with that when it came, but for now she just wanted to be near Spike for as long as possible.