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Spike had almost had to carry Buffy back to her house. At first, she had this look, like she wasn't there. As soon as Buffy heard her mother and her 'sister' inside she had snapped out of it. "Spike, I need you to do me a favour, okay."
"Right, Slayer, what do you need me to do."
Buffy looked at her watch, "I need to you to call Giles and tell him to come round here in two hours. Everyone will be in bed, so he can't knock. Tell him to come to the door at eleven thirty and I'll be there to open the door."
Spike nodded, "Right pet. I'll make sure that he's here. And Slayer," Buffy turned to face him. "She's still you're sister. You're just even more than that now; she's you. You love her, and you need to protect her. And if you need me I'll be here to protect her, just like I'd protect you."
Buffy had silent tears streaming down her face as Spike turned away, "Spike?" As soon as Spike turned around he felt a pair of arms go around his neck. Without thinking, he kissed her back. He felt her run her hands up and down his back, pulling away before things went any further, she lay her forehead against his, "Thanks Spike. You wont tell any one will you."
It wasn't a question and before he could reply, she was heading through her front door smiling slightly at him over her shoulder.
"Hello, Magic Box."
Giles had, had a very rough day. It had been like a railway station in there. He had been reduced to hiring Anya, simply because she could handle it so much better than he could. He had a horrible feeling that this phone call was going to be something else he couldn't be bothered to deal with, "Watcher," oh god he was right. "You need to go round to the Slayer's house tonight, she needs to see you."
Giles felt his heart leap into his throat, "God, is she all right has something happened?"
"Calm down Watcher, you'll give yourself a coronary. There's nothing wrong, but she needs to see you. Go round in about an hour and a half, at half eleven. Don't knock on the door you'll just wake up everyone. She'll be ready to open the door to you."
Something occurred to Giles, "Why are you delivering this message?"
Spike felt suddenly irritated. That question had come to mind? "I was there when the thing that Buffy need to tell you about happened. Just be there, she made me promise to call you."
Giles nodded although he knew that Spike couldn't see him, "Of course I'll be there. Thank you Sp." Before Giles could finish, Spike had hung up.
Buffy had felt the need to make up with Dawn even though she never would have done in the past. She felt strangely closer to her; she wanted to be close to her. Now she was trying to explain everything to Giles, at least the parts that she understood. "And she has no idea?"
No, Dawn didn't have any idea. And she must not know, she must never know. And this thing, this woman, was so powerful; she had been able to take both Buffy and Spike. She knew that she was talking to Giles but she didn't really seem to be know what she was saying. She needed Giles to take control, she felt so lost she didn't know how to take control. Sometimes it felt like there was such a weight on her shoulders making her so tired, how was she supposed to deal with this, what was she meant to do? Thank fully he did, "We need to find out who this woman is and what she needs Dawn for." He looked at Buffy, "I mean if she comes after you."
Buffy looked up the stairs towards her sisters bedroom, "She'll come.she'll come for us."
Spike was tempted to go back round to see Buffy. She had been so upset; he could only imagine how she felt. Despite their recent arguments, Spike could remember how close they ad been. He had even kidnapped Dawn once to use as a bargaining chip to get Buffy to.no, no he hadn't. That was the point, he hadn't. He hadn't done any of it. But, there was more that Buffy hadn't done with her sister. He just didn't really want to leave her alone. Giles would have left by now, and she would be alone.no she wouldn't. Spike grabbed his duster and headed for the door.
Buffy dragged her tired body up the stairs and stopped holding the tears in. She couldn't grasp it; her mind couldn't grasp it. Buffy stopped by Dawn's door and glanced in, no.Dawn might not have always been there, but as far as she was concerned, Dawn was her sister, no she was more than that. Dawn was a part of her. She was going to protect her sister. She couldn't stop the tears though. She was sorry for Dawn as well. Dawn, a fourteen year old who was always going to be different, Buffy knew what that was like. The Slayer stripped down to her underwear and crawled into bed, she felt alone. She cried into her pillow.
Spike climbed the tree outside Buffy's window, he could hear her crying, he was tempted to knock but decided not to. He slid the window up and climbed through the space silently. Spike walked towards the bed, Buffy was facing away from the window, and Spike touched her shoulder.
Buffy knew it was he as soon as he touched her. She turned over and wiped furiously at her eyes. Spike took her hands. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her. Buffy cried. She wasn't sure why, but she wasn't afraid to cry. Why did it feel like this? Why did it feel so different? It didn't feel like this with Riley? She couldn't let go with him; she felt like she had to look after Riley all the time, she didn't feel like that with Spike. Buffy turned her head and kissed Spike, she knew what she was doing. She was kissing him on her bed in the middle of the night, she knew what she was telling him and she did want to, she wanted him. She wanted him so badly that it almost hurt her. Spike pulled away from her, "I only came round to see if you were okay Slayer, see if you needed me. I'm sorry pet, I didn't mean to take advantage."
Spike stood up and started towards the window, but Buffy caught his hand, "Spike don't go, I do need you." Buffy pulled him back and put his arm back around her waist.
Spike wasn't sure that he had heard her correctly. Why would she want him, she was the Slayer one of the purest beings on this planet, why would she want him? "Are you sure about this?"
Buffy nodded and stood on the bed pulling him to her and kissing him. Buffy was sure about this she knew what she wanted. Slipping her legs around his waist he held her as she rubbed her hands down his back, she wanted this; she wanted him.
Spike woke the next morning early at about four thirty am. The sunrise had disturbed his sleep. He was trying to figure out what to do about it, it was rising in about twenty minutes, but he felt the tiny blonde mortal beside stirring, she was lying with one leg draped across him and both arms pressed to his chest as he held her. Spike felt her move, she was awake, he could tell by her heartbeat. She was going to throw him out, he could se it coming, she was going to come to her senses and kick him out. Spike heard her heart beating even faster, an obvious sign of panic, he closed his eyes, he wanted to hold onto this feeling for as long as possible. Instead of waking him up though, she was creeping out of bed. Spike opened his eyes a crack and saw Buffy pulled the blinds shut. Spike felt as though his heart had jumped to his throat, Buffy crawled back into bed beside him and snuggled against his side falling asleep again quickly. Spike wrapped his arms back around her again and kissed her.
Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, they make me write faster. I appreciate everyone's input and I like people's ideas. Keep 'em comin'.
Spike had almost had to carry Buffy back to her house. At first, she had this look, like she wasn't there. As soon as Buffy heard her mother and her 'sister' inside she had snapped out of it. "Spike, I need you to do me a favour, okay."
"Right, Slayer, what do you need me to do."
Buffy looked at her watch, "I need to you to call Giles and tell him to come round here in two hours. Everyone will be in bed, so he can't knock. Tell him to come to the door at eleven thirty and I'll be there to open the door."
Spike nodded, "Right pet. I'll make sure that he's here. And Slayer," Buffy turned to face him. "She's still you're sister. You're just even more than that now; she's you. You love her, and you need to protect her. And if you need me I'll be here to protect her, just like I'd protect you."
Buffy had silent tears streaming down her face as Spike turned away, "Spike?" As soon as Spike turned around he felt a pair of arms go around his neck. Without thinking, he kissed her back. He felt her run her hands up and down his back, pulling away before things went any further, she lay her forehead against his, "Thanks Spike. You wont tell any one will you."
It wasn't a question and before he could reply, she was heading through her front door smiling slightly at him over her shoulder.
"Hello, Magic Box."
Giles had, had a very rough day. It had been like a railway station in there. He had been reduced to hiring Anya, simply because she could handle it so much better than he could. He had a horrible feeling that this phone call was going to be something else he couldn't be bothered to deal with, "Watcher," oh god he was right. "You need to go round to the Slayer's house tonight, she needs to see you."
Giles felt his heart leap into his throat, "God, is she all right has something happened?"
"Calm down Watcher, you'll give yourself a coronary. There's nothing wrong, but she needs to see you. Go round in about an hour and a half, at half eleven. Don't knock on the door you'll just wake up everyone. She'll be ready to open the door to you."
Something occurred to Giles, "Why are you delivering this message?"
Spike felt suddenly irritated. That question had come to mind? "I was there when the thing that Buffy need to tell you about happened. Just be there, she made me promise to call you."
Giles nodded although he knew that Spike couldn't see him, "Of course I'll be there. Thank you Sp." Before Giles could finish, Spike had hung up.
Buffy had felt the need to make up with Dawn even though she never would have done in the past. She felt strangely closer to her; she wanted to be close to her. Now she was trying to explain everything to Giles, at least the parts that she understood. "And she has no idea?"
No, Dawn didn't have any idea. And she must not know, she must never know. And this thing, this woman, was so powerful; she had been able to take both Buffy and Spike. She knew that she was talking to Giles but she didn't really seem to be know what she was saying. She needed Giles to take control, she felt so lost she didn't know how to take control. Sometimes it felt like there was such a weight on her shoulders making her so tired, how was she supposed to deal with this, what was she meant to do? Thank fully he did, "We need to find out who this woman is and what she needs Dawn for." He looked at Buffy, "I mean if she comes after you."
Buffy looked up the stairs towards her sisters bedroom, "She'll come.she'll come for us."
Spike was tempted to go back round to see Buffy. She had been so upset; he could only imagine how she felt. Despite their recent arguments, Spike could remember how close they ad been. He had even kidnapped Dawn once to use as a bargaining chip to get Buffy to.no, no he hadn't. That was the point, he hadn't. He hadn't done any of it. But, there was more that Buffy hadn't done with her sister. He just didn't really want to leave her alone. Giles would have left by now, and she would be alone.no she wouldn't. Spike grabbed his duster and headed for the door.
Buffy dragged her tired body up the stairs and stopped holding the tears in. She couldn't grasp it; her mind couldn't grasp it. Buffy stopped by Dawn's door and glanced in, no.Dawn might not have always been there, but as far as she was concerned, Dawn was her sister, no she was more than that. Dawn was a part of her. She was going to protect her sister. She couldn't stop the tears though. She was sorry for Dawn as well. Dawn, a fourteen year old who was always going to be different, Buffy knew what that was like. The Slayer stripped down to her underwear and crawled into bed, she felt alone. She cried into her pillow.
Spike climbed the tree outside Buffy's window, he could hear her crying, he was tempted to knock but decided not to. He slid the window up and climbed through the space silently. Spike walked towards the bed, Buffy was facing away from the window, and Spike touched her shoulder.
Buffy knew it was he as soon as he touched her. She turned over and wiped furiously at her eyes. Spike took her hands. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her. Buffy cried. She wasn't sure why, but she wasn't afraid to cry. Why did it feel like this? Why did it feel so different? It didn't feel like this with Riley? She couldn't let go with him; she felt like she had to look after Riley all the time, she didn't feel like that with Spike. Buffy turned her head and kissed Spike, she knew what she was doing. She was kissing him on her bed in the middle of the night, she knew what she was telling him and she did want to, she wanted him. She wanted him so badly that it almost hurt her. Spike pulled away from her, "I only came round to see if you were okay Slayer, see if you needed me. I'm sorry pet, I didn't mean to take advantage."
Spike stood up and started towards the window, but Buffy caught his hand, "Spike don't go, I do need you." Buffy pulled him back and put his arm back around her waist.
Spike wasn't sure that he had heard her correctly. Why would she want him, she was the Slayer one of the purest beings on this planet, why would she want him? "Are you sure about this?"
Buffy nodded and stood on the bed pulling him to her and kissing him. Buffy was sure about this she knew what she wanted. Slipping her legs around his waist he held her as she rubbed her hands down his back, she wanted this; she wanted him.
Spike woke the next morning early at about four thirty am. The sunrise had disturbed his sleep. He was trying to figure out what to do about it, it was rising in about twenty minutes, but he felt the tiny blonde mortal beside stirring, she was lying with one leg draped across him and both arms pressed to his chest as he held her. Spike felt her move, she was awake, he could tell by her heartbeat. She was going to throw him out, he could se it coming, she was going to come to her senses and kick him out. Spike heard her heart beating even faster, an obvious sign of panic, he closed his eyes, he wanted to hold onto this feeling for as long as possible. Instead of waking him up though, she was creeping out of bed. Spike opened his eyes a crack and saw Buffy pulled the blinds shut. Spike felt as though his heart had jumped to his throat, Buffy crawled back into bed beside him and snuggled against his side falling asleep again quickly. Spike wrapped his arms back around her again and kissed her.