Dark
Cravings -- by Serpentine Malfoy
Email: serpentine_malfoy@yahoo.com
Rating: R
Description: After the dramatic encounter with Spike in her dorm
room, Willow begins to have some very dark cravings.
Timeline: Season 4 | Willow/Spike | Post The Initiative
Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own Buffy the Vampire Slayer
or any of its characters. I am doing this for my own enjoyment,
I am making no profit.
Part 1
"Wills! Wills! Are you okay?" Buffy shook Willow's arms roughly. Willow pulled her eyes back into focus. She smiled up into the worried eyes of the slayer.
"I'm okay. Can we go inside, I'm still seeing spots! What was that a flare gun?" Buffy looked down sheepishly, and nodded. Willow smiled and shook her head. Leaning heavily on Buffy Willow hobbled her way into their Dorm room.
Buffy gasped as she saw the shambles their room had become. The chester drawers and its contents were askew. The bed side lamp was in pieces on the floor. That was just the tip of the ice-berg. Buffy led Willow to her bed, and after sitting her comfortably down, Buffy began to pick up the pieces of lamp from the floor. "Willow, Did the "commando" guys do this?"
Willow's eyes got big. ~ Had Buffy not seen Spike? Should I tell her? What will she do then? ~ Willow quickly thought to herself. Her rational mind urged her to tell the fact Spike could now easily enter their home, because of her inadvertent invitation. ~ But the whole truth isn't prudent at this juncture. ~ Willow convinced herself. "No, There was a knock on the door about a minute before the "commandos" attacked. I wasn't thinking and just said come in. Spike came in..." Buffy's hands stilled over the pieces of broken lamp, "SPIKE! Spike was here! I'll kill him before the sun rises!" Buffy began to wring her hands together.
Willow cautiously watched Buffy wring her hands. "Buff, its okay. I'm fine. I grabbed the lamp off of the night stand and smashed it over his head. As he was dazed, I then ran for the door, just as the "commandos" burst in."
Buffy seemed to calm a bit, but not much. "That's it. What's left of him will be able to be sucked up in a dust buster by dawn." With one quick movement Buffy had the crossbow from under her bed in her hands. As Buffy began to load a bolt into the crossbow, Willow tried to think on her feet. ~ I have to many questions to have her dust him by dawn. Dawn? ~ Willow glanced at the clock. Almost five o'clock. "Buffy, It's almost five. He's probably long gone. And you won't be able to get him before the sun forces him to go into hiding." Willow gently removed the cross bow from the slayer's hands. "Why don't you get some sleep, we have classes tomorrow , err today actually." Buffy began to protest, but with a little coaxing Willow had Buffy asleep in minutes.
After straightening up, Willow grabbed some clothes and her showering supplies and headed out to start her day. "No sleep for the confused." Willow mumbled to herself.
After her shower Willow came back to her room. After setting the alarm for 11 so Buffy could make it to her noon class, Willow picked up her books and headed out. Heading for the library Willow kept running all of her question through her head. Just as the library came into view Willow made a decision. He turned on her heel an headed off of campus. Her classes were not even a consideration.
Xander was asleep when a soft knock came to his basement door. Groggily he opened his eyes. The knocking got a little more insistent. Xander threw his legs over the side of his bed. With a yawn he headed for his basement door. With another yawn he opened the door.
Willow stood in front of Xander, slightly panting from the run from Sunnydale University. Xander cocked a quizzical eyebrow, "Wills! What are you doing here, don't you have classes?" Willow nodded as Xander moved out of her way so she could enter his humble abode. His very humble abode.
As Xander knocked some dirty laundry off of his couch Willow began," Your mom let me in. I need to talk to you, you're my BEST friend Xander . . . "
Xander flinched. He sat down next Willow on the couch. He took her slightly shaking hand in his. "Willow, no conversation can be good starting with 'you're my BEST friend Xander'. Just tell me Wills, I'll try to understand."
Willow pulled her knees up to her chest, smiling at him. "Okay, but first do you remember when we were kids and used to pinky swear not to tell anyone something..." Xander cocked his eyebrow again. "I need you to promise not to tell anyone what I am about to tell you." Willow extended her hand in front of him, her pinky in front of his nose. He looked at it like it was a snake. Willow wiggled it lightly.
Xander let out a deep sigh, "Okay If I tell a soul you have the right to turn me into a rat so rat-Amy can have a playmate. Now, what is this horrible thing you need to tell me?" Cringing Xander put his pinky to hers. Willow promptly went into a high speed explanation of how Spike had come to their room, with a gasp from Xander she promised to get back to that. She explained about the "commandos" and how now Buffy was asleep in their once more clean room.
Xander cringed at how Willow had skimmed over the "BIG" details of Spike's visit. He wasn't sure if he really wanted to know, this can't be good. Willow put her legs down on the floor, she turned to Xander. Xander squeezed her hand and asked her to explain.
Willow smoothed an imaginary wrinkle from her fuzzy pink sweater. "Xander, Okay. I was staring at the empty space on my wall. I took the "Dingoes" poster yesterday. I don't know which is worse the poster on the wall, or the lack of poster. I heard a soft knock on the door, I didn't think about it, I just said come in.
"Spike just casually stepped in. I yelled and tried to run, but he knocked me back into the chester drawers. He told me I had a choice, not about not dying, but if I wanted to come back like him." Xander closed his eyes, her voice was so calm, while his heart beat his rib cage. "I told him I would scream. He just said all the better. When I did scream he turned up the radio and quickly had me pinned to the bed. Just as he was about to sink his fangs into my neck, he stopped. He threw himself off of me with a yelp of pain. He sat on the floor of my room just looking at me. He slowly stood and sat on the edge of my bed.
He sat in silence, shaking his head.
"I didn't know what to do Xander. He looked so sad." Her voice now was filled with sorrow. Xander squeezed her hand.
"Wills, then what happened?" Xander didn't want to know, but knew he needed to know. He couldn't imagine why Willow felt anything but disgust and hatred. But he wanted to make her feel better. Someone as sweet as her didn't deserve to be questioned, she deserved to be listened to.
"He tried a couple of more times, but each with the same result. He finally gave up and began to pace the floor.
"I asked him, 'Doesn't this happen to every vampire?', he looked hurt, 'Not to me'. Well, I began to think maybe it was me. I just wasn't bite-worthy. I'm just not the sort of girl vamps want to sink their teeth into. I told him as much. He looked at me funny for a second then told me I was so wrong.
"He even told me he had thought about it. Remember when he kidnapped us last year..." Willow mentally kicked herself. Xander looked away. ~ Of course he remembers, Cordy had never been the same after. It hurt Xander badly. ~ "Sorry I..." Xander waved a hand for her to continue.
His eyes just looked a little distant.
"He said he had thought about it then, he even remembered what I was wearing. A fuzzy pink sweater with lilac underneath." Xander began waving his hand at her Willow raised her eyebrow.
"Is that the sweater you're talking about?" Xander pointed to the sweater she was wearing. Willow looked down, she hadn't even realized it.
Willow nodded to him, "I didn't realize. Anyway, he said any vamp would want to bite me. This all sunk in, but the rational side of me was finally able to get through and I smashed a lamp over his head. I ran for the door as he was dazed. That is where the "commandos" broke in, and you know the rest." Xander felt a little better knowing she still had a rational side at all.
"Now, we've seen Spike get his ass kicked by Buffy before, but he usually puts up a fight. But the "commandos" were after him, he took a swing at them and doubled over. He was easily taken, the only reason he got away was because Buffy distracted them. I think something has happened to him. But I don't know what." Willow took her hand from Xander's and began to wring her hands.
"Wills, Why do you care?" Xander asked.
"I don't know, I just really don't know!" Willow dropped her head in defeat.
End Part One