Willow's Savior
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy: The Vampire Slayer. Joss Whedon does, the lucky guy.
Authors Note: Rated R for a few curse words and talk of sex. About the same as an episode but better safe then sorry. Takes place after Spike got the chip and there is no Tara.
Willow and Buffy Make Up and All is Right with the World
I had been doing my best to avoid Buffy, and since she didn't seem to be in any hurry to speak to me either, we hadn't talked for a few days. I felt bad for what I said to her, but I wasn't planning on apologizing first. I was still angry that she thought I couldn't take care of myself after all that we had been through. If however she was convinced that I was having wild monkey sex with Spike, well there are worse things in the world. I saw Spike off and on the past couple of days when we were at the Magic Box researching any prophecies that might be soon but, I never got a chance to speak to him alone because it was so hectic. I did, however, manage to thank Willy for looking after me during my drunken debacle when I went in there yesterday during the day. He was surprisingly cool about the whole thing.
Ignoring Buffy is much harder than I would have thought, but considering the amount of time we all spend together each day I probably shouldn't have been surprised. What with me feeling guilty for reminding Buffy about Angel and also anxious to see Spike, and Buffy feeling bad about yelling at me and also brooding about the love of her life, the tension was so stifling eventually poor Xander had had enough. Surprising myself, Buffy and Giles, but not strangely Anya, he stood up and glared at all of us.
"The air is so thick in here it hurts to breathe. Whatever the problem is fix it! My god, if a big bad were to attack us now, we would all be dead because you all are so preoccupied. Willow Spike said he would be by soon so stop checking the door every two minutes. Buffy whatever happened between you and Will apologize, it's obvious that you feel bad about it. Also, stop with the incessant brooding it never solves anything, and Giles for god sake stop staring at them like they are an interesting game of ping pong. If I can see what's going on and I'm just the 'glorified bricklayer' then you guys really need to settle this and soon. Let's go Ahn…nothing is going to get done tonight anyway."
Following that mini-rant Anya and Xander left arm-in-arm, with Anya congratulating Xander on his forceful speech and telling him how it turned her on. The many orgasms of Xander and Anya on the next Jerry Springer. Snort.
This left myself, Buffy and Giles staring awkwardly at each other searching for something to say. After much throat clearing, and in Giles case glasses cleaning, he had finally had enough of the tense silence himself.
"I am going to get myself some tea. Would either of you like some?" Giles questioned.
"Sure Giles." We both responded and watched as Giles left the living room. Once we were alone neither of us knew what to say. I kept looking at Buffy opening my mouth to apologize but I couldn't find the words. After sitting in silence for a couple of minutes waiting for Buffy to speak, her voice when she did speak startled me.
"Will, I'm sorry. I had no right to speak to you the way I did. I'm not your mother and I can't tell you who to sleep with, even if it is Spike. I didn't mean to call you a liability either because you're not. Either you or Xander. Both you and Xander have kept me alive and sane more times then I can count. I couldn't do this without either of you guys. But I was so scared when I saw you get thrown down and all I could think was that it was my fault. If I was stronger or faster you wouldn't have been hurt. When you didn't get up right away I thought you were dead…because of me."
Before Buffy could get even more hysterical I grabbed her and pulled her into a crushing hug, murmuring comfortingly to her as she cried on my shoulder. I never thought Buffy would be this upset. Granted from what Xander told me, I looked pretty gross that night laying in a small pool of my own blood. Ewww.
"It's alright Buffy, I'm okay now. We all are fine. We've been through too much for me to be killed by a chaos demon. That would just be pathetic." I said trying to lighted the mood. Surprisingly it worked as Buffy gave a wet chuckle and her tears gradually slowed. I kept my arm around her shoulders as she moved off my lap, where she had unknowingly thrown herself in her desperation.
"Buf, I've been patrolling this town almost as long as you have. I know the risks and accept them. We all know you can't be everywhere at once. It seems the only one who doesn't understand this is you. None of us expect you to. For the most part we can look after ourselves and if we need help with a big ugly then you're there to take off it's head. I'm fine, still have a bit of a headache but that is probably a combination of the bump on my head and the liquor." I explained while stroking her hair.
Before she could ask what I meant I told her how I ended up at Willy's after I stormed out of Spike's crypt. When I got to the part of the floating stake Buffy was laughing so hard she was having trouble breathing. After I explained how Spike brought me back to the dorm and tucked me in she seemed to relax a bit. I think Buffy finally realized he wouldn't hurt me. After all if he was still the evil vamp that he had been, even if he couldn't bite me, he could have easily left me in Willy's to be killed by some demon when I was too drunk to defend myself.
"That explains how you got home, but not how you got into Spike's bed in the first place." Buffy reminded me smirking evilly.
"Buf, you act as if I was-"
"Wrapped around an undead vampire in his bed, looking quite cozy?" Buffy interrupted before I could finish. It seems that after Buffy got over the fact that I was 'sleeping' with Spike she wasn't opposed to teasing me mercifully about it.
"Buffy, I wasn't sleeping with Spike!" I practically growled at her as I felt my face blush, probably matching the color of my hair.
"No, but you would like to." She answered cheekily. If possible my face went even redder and I couldn't think of a way to lie convincingly. Instead I merely looked at the floor ducking my head in embarrassment.
"It's nothing to be embarrassed about. He is cute, but if you ever tell him I said that I will hurt you." She said trying to make me more comfortable. "How did you end up at his crypt anyway?"
"On my way back to the dorms a couple of vampires attacked me and knocked me out. Spike saved me and took care of my injuries. I woke up in Spike's bed. I would have left but I was in no condition to be going anywhere. We both ended up falling asleep, which is how you found us in each others arms a few hours later."
"Sorry I overreacted like that." Buffy sighed looking disgusted with herself.
"Now none of that. You were just worried about me. You've already apologized so let's forget it. I'm just sorry about that crack I made about Angel. I never should have said that." I told her feeling even more guilty now that I knew how anxious she had been about me.
"It's the truth and we both know it. The only reason it hurt so much is because I still love him…probably always will." She explained momentarily looking inconsolable. "But hey I have to move on, so it's okay. I can't go all sulky-Buffy whenever his name is mentioned… But we're okay now, right?"
"Of course Buffy. I can never stay mad at you, you know that. Hell, I missed you like crazy and it's only been a few days." I exclaimed as I threw myself at her for a hug.
Giles found us in much the same position, hugging and laughing on his coach, when he brought us the tea he had been making for the last forty-five minutes.
"I trust everything is all right now." He said startling us from our long embrace. Neither one of us answered verbally but our smiles seemed to be answer enough, because Giles simply cleared his throat and then smiled shyly back at us as he set up the tea service. "I hope you are thirsty."
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Buffy: The Vampire Slayer. Joss Whedon does, the lucky guy.
Authors Note: Rated R for a few curse words and talk of sex. About the same as an episode but better safe then sorry. Takes place after Spike got the chip and there is no Tara.
Willow and Buffy Make Up and All is Right with the World
I had been doing my best to avoid Buffy, and since she didn't seem to be in any hurry to speak to me either, we hadn't talked for a few days. I felt bad for what I said to her, but I wasn't planning on apologizing first. I was still angry that she thought I couldn't take care of myself after all that we had been through. If however she was convinced that I was having wild monkey sex with Spike, well there are worse things in the world. I saw Spike off and on the past couple of days when we were at the Magic Box researching any prophecies that might be soon but, I never got a chance to speak to him alone because it was so hectic. I did, however, manage to thank Willy for looking after me during my drunken debacle when I went in there yesterday during the day. He was surprisingly cool about the whole thing.
Ignoring Buffy is much harder than I would have thought, but considering the amount of time we all spend together each day I probably shouldn't have been surprised. What with me feeling guilty for reminding Buffy about Angel and also anxious to see Spike, and Buffy feeling bad about yelling at me and also brooding about the love of her life, the tension was so stifling eventually poor Xander had had enough. Surprising myself, Buffy and Giles, but not strangely Anya, he stood up and glared at all of us.
"The air is so thick in here it hurts to breathe. Whatever the problem is fix it! My god, if a big bad were to attack us now, we would all be dead because you all are so preoccupied. Willow Spike said he would be by soon so stop checking the door every two minutes. Buffy whatever happened between you and Will apologize, it's obvious that you feel bad about it. Also, stop with the incessant brooding it never solves anything, and Giles for god sake stop staring at them like they are an interesting game of ping pong. If I can see what's going on and I'm just the 'glorified bricklayer' then you guys really need to settle this and soon. Let's go Ahn…nothing is going to get done tonight anyway."
Following that mini-rant Anya and Xander left arm-in-arm, with Anya congratulating Xander on his forceful speech and telling him how it turned her on. The many orgasms of Xander and Anya on the next Jerry Springer. Snort.
This left myself, Buffy and Giles staring awkwardly at each other searching for something to say. After much throat clearing, and in Giles case glasses cleaning, he had finally had enough of the tense silence himself.
"I am going to get myself some tea. Would either of you like some?" Giles questioned.
"Sure Giles." We both responded and watched as Giles left the living room. Once we were alone neither of us knew what to say. I kept looking at Buffy opening my mouth to apologize but I couldn't find the words. After sitting in silence for a couple of minutes waiting for Buffy to speak, her voice when she did speak startled me.
"Will, I'm sorry. I had no right to speak to you the way I did. I'm not your mother and I can't tell you who to sleep with, even if it is Spike. I didn't mean to call you a liability either because you're not. Either you or Xander. Both you and Xander have kept me alive and sane more times then I can count. I couldn't do this without either of you guys. But I was so scared when I saw you get thrown down and all I could think was that it was my fault. If I was stronger or faster you wouldn't have been hurt. When you didn't get up right away I thought you were dead…because of me."
Before Buffy could get even more hysterical I grabbed her and pulled her into a crushing hug, murmuring comfortingly to her as she cried on my shoulder. I never thought Buffy would be this upset. Granted from what Xander told me, I looked pretty gross that night laying in a small pool of my own blood. Ewww.
"It's alright Buffy, I'm okay now. We all are fine. We've been through too much for me to be killed by a chaos demon. That would just be pathetic." I said trying to lighted the mood. Surprisingly it worked as Buffy gave a wet chuckle and her tears gradually slowed. I kept my arm around her shoulders as she moved off my lap, where she had unknowingly thrown herself in her desperation.
"Buf, I've been patrolling this town almost as long as you have. I know the risks and accept them. We all know you can't be everywhere at once. It seems the only one who doesn't understand this is you. None of us expect you to. For the most part we can look after ourselves and if we need help with a big ugly then you're there to take off it's head. I'm fine, still have a bit of a headache but that is probably a combination of the bump on my head and the liquor." I explained while stroking her hair.
Before she could ask what I meant I told her how I ended up at Willy's after I stormed out of Spike's crypt. When I got to the part of the floating stake Buffy was laughing so hard she was having trouble breathing. After I explained how Spike brought me back to the dorm and tucked me in she seemed to relax a bit. I think Buffy finally realized he wouldn't hurt me. After all if he was still the evil vamp that he had been, even if he couldn't bite me, he could have easily left me in Willy's to be killed by some demon when I was too drunk to defend myself.
"That explains how you got home, but not how you got into Spike's bed in the first place." Buffy reminded me smirking evilly.
"Buf, you act as if I was-"
"Wrapped around an undead vampire in his bed, looking quite cozy?" Buffy interrupted before I could finish. It seems that after Buffy got over the fact that I was 'sleeping' with Spike she wasn't opposed to teasing me mercifully about it.
"Buffy, I wasn't sleeping with Spike!" I practically growled at her as I felt my face blush, probably matching the color of my hair.
"No, but you would like to." She answered cheekily. If possible my face went even redder and I couldn't think of a way to lie convincingly. Instead I merely looked at the floor ducking my head in embarrassment.
"It's nothing to be embarrassed about. He is cute, but if you ever tell him I said that I will hurt you." She said trying to make me more comfortable. "How did you end up at his crypt anyway?"
"On my way back to the dorms a couple of vampires attacked me and knocked me out. Spike saved me and took care of my injuries. I woke up in Spike's bed. I would have left but I was in no condition to be going anywhere. We both ended up falling asleep, which is how you found us in each others arms a few hours later."
"Sorry I overreacted like that." Buffy sighed looking disgusted with herself.
"Now none of that. You were just worried about me. You've already apologized so let's forget it. I'm just sorry about that crack I made about Angel. I never should have said that." I told her feeling even more guilty now that I knew how anxious she had been about me.
"It's the truth and we both know it. The only reason it hurt so much is because I still love him…probably always will." She explained momentarily looking inconsolable. "But hey I have to move on, so it's okay. I can't go all sulky-Buffy whenever his name is mentioned… But we're okay now, right?"
"Of course Buffy. I can never stay mad at you, you know that. Hell, I missed you like crazy and it's only been a few days." I exclaimed as I threw myself at her for a hug.
Giles found us in much the same position, hugging and laughing on his coach, when he brought us the tea he had been making for the last forty-five minutes.
"I trust everything is all right now." He said startling us from our long embrace. Neither one of us answered verbally but our smiles seemed to be answer enough, because Giles simply cleared his throat and then smiled shyly back at us as he set up the tea service. "I hope you are thirsty."