A/N: Hello gents and ladies. Look you guys I know that I haven't updated in a while, like months but I've been busy. An author has other things that inspire her to write other stories. Anyway here is chapter 7 I hope you like it. Plus, Nyte I remember when I emailed you asking you about where this fic was heading. I changed my idea, and even though it's new I think you're going to like it. So enjoy. And sorry for the mistakes if any.
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Chapter 7
Buffy wandered from cemetery to cemetery killing any dead thing that crossed her path. All she could think about was Dawn. * Dawn needs to know the truth. Spike can not be trusted, not when it comes to feelings. * Buffy thought. * And I'm going to prove it. * An idea popped into her head as she made her way to the oh so familiar crypt that she knew so well. She looked at her watch; it was 11:00.
Buffy quietly entered the crypt careful not to make a sound. She swiftly grabbed a stack out the waistband of her pants. She scanned the room. No one. Buffy made her way to the hole in the floor; she climbed down the ladder. When she reached the bottom she looked around and surely enough there he was sleeping soundly in his bed. His undead body inhaling and exhaling unneeded air. Buffy stacked over to the side of the bed. She looked down at Spike's sleeping figure. * I'm going to prove to Dawn that you haven't changed. * Buffy though before straddling Spike on the bed.
Spike woke to the feeling of pressure on his body. When he looked up he saw Buffy smiling seductively at him with a stack pressed lightly on his chest over his heart.
His brow rose in confusion. "Slayer ...what are you doing here?" He asked his voice etched with annoyance.
Buffy applied a little more pressure to the stack in her hand making Spike wince a little.
He looked her in the eyes. A cocky grin placed on his mouth. "So what?" He asked with a little amused. "You come to stack me good and proper have you? He asked. Examining her features her eyes told him that she had something totally different in mind. The heat coming off her body was quickly getting his attention. Her arousal was too familiar and he could hardly fight the urge to take her right now.
"Spike, make love to me." Buffy pleaded. Her eyes showing nothing more but pure lust and need. Buffy threw the stack on the floor. She took her hands and slowly ran them over Spike's bare and muscular chest.
Spike was taken back by her request. Buffy knew that he loved Dawn, but she also knew that he couldn't resist her. *God, knows that girl was given the gifts. * Spike thought.
Buffy began to kiss Spike down his jaw line, to his neck, then chest. Spike gasped in pleasure bringing him out of his thoughts.
Spike placed his hands firmly on Buffy's shoulders pulling her away. "Buffy, luv.....' he started trying to get his thoughts together. "This morning you tried to dust me, now you're here for some cold comfort?" He asked in disbelief.
Buffy looked at him with desperation in her eyes. "Tell me you love me." She demanded. Spike looked at her with confusion. He remembered the last time she had asked him that. It was when Captain Cardboard and his new honey came to town. He told her he loved her, and it was true he did, he still loved her, but he was in love with Dawn.
"I love you, you know I do." Spike answered truthfully. *Got you. * Buffy thought. That was she needed to here. "But I'm in love with Dawn." He confessed. This threw Buffy. She had heard Dawn say that he was in love with her, but she never heard him admit his feelings for her. Even though this shocked her, Buffy didn't give up on her assault. She wasn't going to let her sister get hurt, and that was exactly what was going to happen. Buffy knew she was doing the right thing. Dawn would be hurt in the long run with her relationship with Spike. A relationship with a vampire never worked out. She knew from personal experience. " Spike I want you." Buffy breathed placing more chaste kisses down Spike's neck. Spike's hands slowly began to roamed form Buffy shoulders down to her curved hips of her tight denim jeans. Spike moaned in pleasure as Buffy's tongue grazed his earlobe, his sensitive spot.
Before Spike knew what happened he instincts were taking over falling into the routine that he and Buffy shared when having sex. Spike's hand began to evade Buffy's halter-top. Buffy felt Spike's cool hands enter her blouse sending shivers down her spine. Not because they were cold but because she wanted him. Needed him. Craved him so badly. Buffy paused to remove her jacket from her shoulders. Spike took this moment to savor the view of Buffy's revealing top and well- toned muscles. He looked into her eyes and what he saw was desire, lust, regret and hurt. *Dawn I'm so sorry* Buffy thought. *This is the right thing. * She tried to convince herself. Sleeping with Spike would show Dawn that Spike wasn't in love with her enough to not stop his fixation with Buffy. It would prove that Spike couldn't love her the way she need him to.
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Dawn woke up 12:00 that night. Her head was slightly aching from the excess crying earlier. With a groan Dawn threw the cover from over her legs as she mad her way for the bathroom.
With a click of the light switch, Dawn stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were a little red from the excessive crying but that was pretty much it. Dawn grabbed a wash cloth form the bathroom closet. Throwing it into the sink she turned on the hot water until it was drenched. She rung it out before placing the warm rag on her face. With a sigh, Dawn hung up the rag before exiting the bathroom. She slowly made her way to her bed before falling on it. She closed her eyes before new tears formed in her eyes. * God, I wish Spike was here. *
Dawn visible shook her head. *Buffy is not my mother. * She thought angered. * And she can't stop me from seeing Spike. *
That was Dawn's last thought before she got up off of her bed making her way to her closet. Dawn pulled out a pair of jeans and a tee. She put on her shoes and her jacket before retreating out of her bedroom window. Unnoticed were a pair of eyes that watch her as she headed to her designation. Spike's crypt.
A/N: Yeah it's short by I have another chapter coming and it won't take long. I'm thinking a day tops. I promise. I know where this story is going now. I had writer's block before. I know this may seem like a Spike and Buffy chapter but I had to do something. Tell me what you think. Review. P.S This chapter took so long because I had to get this out of the way which was a bitch because I don't like Spike and Buffy in that way that much.
