Chap 14

"You sure about this?" I ask for the eighth time.

"Yes! Geez Buff, I know what I'm doing!" Willow looks slightly aggravated.

I look up at you and your sat anxiously in the corner of the room obviously nervous about the effects this might have. What if instead of removing the curse it removes your soul? I can almost read your mind.

"Now the two of you need to leave me alone. This is one of them spells where I need to do it alone." Willow looked up and smiled at you. "It's ok, I have an Orb of Thessulah near by if anything goes wrong."

You look back apprehensively.

I walk up to you and suggest a patrol. "Get your mind off things." You smile back and follow me out of the house.

******

We walk in silence. I don't know why usually humans hate silence but with you it's different. It feels comforting. Every now and then I cast a glance at you and you look back and smile. I can't describe the feeling that rushes through me when you smile at me that way.

A vamp attacks and I watch you take it easily in your stride with hardly help from me. You're so strong, I can see your muscles flexing as you move from punch to punch with ultimate grace. I smile as I watch you.

"What?" You ask questionably.

"It's been a long time since I last saw you do that."

"Yeah well there's plenty more where that came -"

"Damn right there is."

A figure stepped out of the bushes; his platinum blonde hair shines brightly in the moonlit night.

I roll my eyes. Great. Spike. Here to make my life just that much more great.

He walks straight up to you and encircles your waist with his arms. My fingers click as I make them into fists. I see your hesitance as you look at me with fear in your eyes. Why are you scared? Its just Spike, you've kicked his ass many times before.

Then I realise your fear.

My face is in game face, and a deep menacing growl rumbles in my chest. My fists are clenched and every muscle in my body is tensed, ready to fight. It is not Spike your scared of, but me.

I try to look at you reassuringly but I can't, the yellow glow of my eyes hides it. All you see is anger and hate.

******

As soon as I felt Spike's icy touch the sadness that had disappeared from my body had returned. I look up at you and see your face, contorted into that of a vampire, growling echoes around the small clearing that we are stood in.

I fear you, I have seen just a fraction of your berserk rage and I wish not to see any more.

I grab Spike's hands and unpeel them from my waist. I push him backwards and he falls.

"Slayer." His voice falls on deaf ears. I no longer wish to hear his poisoned words.

You are still stood still, I don't know why you haven't moved, haven't attempted to kill Spike. Normally you're fist would have met his face before I could have said lightening.

Maybe you're waiting for something.

I walk towards you slowly, showing that I do not want Spike and that all I want is you.

******

As you reach my side I cross the clearing in a matter of strides and stand, towering over Spike.

"Get out of Sunnydale."

Spike just laughs. Like he always does when he is faced with anger.

"Stupid git, when are you going to learn.. She's mine!" Spike smiles up at me.

"What?" You question. "I am not anybody's! Since when do you think I'm yours? I am not yours Spike and I am not Angel's either." You look at me and then glare at Spike.

"Well after all those nasty little nights pet, I would have thought you were." Spike looks up smugly at you.

I lose my temper. "Listen Spikey boy for once in you life. She. Is. Not. Yours." With that I punch him hard, breaking his nose in two.

"Now get out."

"You think I'm just going to leave when you punch me? Prick." Spike mutters.

"He's not a prick." You come running at him and land hard on his chest, your feet colliding with his rib cage. "What if I was to say get out?" You are still glaring.

"That wouldn't stop me love." Spike gets up slowly and staggers forward. Suddenly he lunges forward, landing on top of you and punching you hard.

******

I struggle with the weight of Spike's body, as he bends over once more and punches me again. Blood drizzles down the side of my face and my ribs ache. Suddenly his weight is lifted as you pick him up and hold him against a tree.

"Touch her again and ill kill you." You growl.

"Angel." I toss you a broken branch.

You hold it poised over Spike's heart, one false move and he'd be dust. "Leave now."

"Don't think this is the last of it Slayer." Spike calls over your shoulder at me. You stab the branch forcefully through Spike's shoulder. "It is the last of it Spike. Only reason I'm letting you live is because you're not harmful to humans and I know how it must kill you inside everyday because you can't hunt." Your eyes glint with hatred as you morph into your human face.

You let go of Spike and turn your back, Spike disappears into the night.

Just as you reach me you suddenly fall to your knees and let out a scream. I rush to your side.

"What is it Angel." Shit. What's going on?

"Willow." You mumble curled up in a ball, pain glints in your now chocolate eyes.

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