Rating- {PG 13} I guess but I never know it could be higher or lower though

Spoilers: season 5+

Set: season 5+

Main character: SPIKE, SPIKE and let me think SPIKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Okay and Buffy

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Suggestions: please fire those imaginations away always like a little help

Disclaimer: Joss Wheedon stole my idea I am the original Buffy creator okay so that's a lie he really did use his clever imagination and mad them. But I do wish it was me

Author's note: As many of you have said they wouldn't make a dieing person wait for help it was only a few minutes and the hospital had employed really mean doctors lol here is the next chapter hope you enjoy. Please rate and review because reviews rock and they make me happy, also as so many of you have wanted the Scooby's are in this one.

After an excruciatingly long wait, the doctor had finally appeared out of the room for blood transfusions. Spike pushed his restless undead corpse of the uncomfortable seat he had occupied in the over crowded waiting room of the local Sunny Dale hospital.

As he walked he thought of all the times they had shared as enemies, as allies, as friends. He remembered being mesmerized by her divined curves as she danced with the whelp and red on the bronze's dance floor in the year of '98'.

He could believe that this woman was one the young immature 17-year-old girl.

' If she is dead I don't know what I would do, Poor nib's and Joyce he didn't know how any of them would do with out her they had already lost her once but that was different that was only for a few seconds.

He remembers being told the tales of how they coped that summer she had ran of to LA but that again was different she wasn't dead. Even if she were dead he would hang out in sunny dale even if he weren't wanted he would do it for her.

They would not be able to protect them self's properly without her and she would be upset if anything bad happened to them and he would want her to rest in peace at last. She had a torturous life the least she deserved was a pleasant after-life.

At last he was close enough to see the doctors solemn expression.

She was dead he could feel it in the air, no he brought him self to ask the blue cotton clothed man the most important question he was ever going to have to ask in his life.

"Dead? Is she um dead?" he asked regretfully

The balding man looked up from his clip board and said

"You family?"

"No I'm her um boyfriend" It then hit him that he was going to have to call Joyce and the rest of the gang.

"Am I allowed to know or do you want me to call her family"

"Well I am sad to tell you I can not give any information out till there is at least one blood relative here," he stated in a harsh but understanding voice

"Okay I will just go make the calls" spike answered

he walked stealthily towards the phone that was bracketed onto the cream painted walls. He lowered his hand and grouped iinside the leather pocket searching hopefully for a quarter. After a minute or so of foreging hopefully he felt a cold round coin between his fingers and was as he thought the money he was looking for.

He pushed the metal down the slot and heard it clink at the bottom. He removed the receiver from the base of the phone and tapped down the number he had come to learn. Buffy's home number. After a few moments of continuous ringing it stopped and he haerd a rather tired sounding joyce on the other end

"Hallo summers residence"

"Yeah um Joyce its spike, I am at the hospital. Buffy she is in a bad way I happened to come across her being attacked by a fledgling vamp and rushed her here for a transfusion and they tell me they can not tell how she is till her family is here." He said quickly

"Oh god, Buffy we will be right there spike I will just have to get dressed and wake dawn and tell her to get ready"

"And um Joyce can you do me a favour and ring willow and Xander ECT Buffy would want them here I would do it my self but I don't know their number's"

"Sure spike we will be there as quick as we can ok?"

"Ok see ya soon"

"Yeah bye" said a rather stun Joyce as she put down the receiver.