As Buffy sat on her bed starring at her weapons chest, she heard Willow talking to Faith and explaining the situation. She said I'll see you soon and hung up the phone. Buffy sprung into action and started to gather up stakes and hide them on her person. She felt a piece of paper in her back pocket and pulled out the note that Spike had given her earlier. Looking at it hesitantly she opened it and began to read what could be his last words to her.
Dearest Buffy,
I wrote this for you after you fell asleep last night. I know that it's not very good but the feelings behind it are real. You don't have to keep it or anything if you don't like it but I just wanted you to read it.
Forever yours,
Spike
She walks in the night
But she is my light
I died to long ago
But she can make me feel
Like it isn't so
She turned my world around
Everything I knew now upside down
One moment in her life
Better than eternity full of strife
My sunshine, my love, so pure
Without her I could not endure
Dancing always through my mind
With her golden beauty my fate was signed
To help her in her eternal fight
And never let anyone put out her light
Buffy re-read the poem several times. It wasn't very good but it still touched her heart. But she smiled at the thought of Spike sitting up thinking of rhymes while she slept next to him. Her smiled broadened as she thought of his brow furrowing in concentration. But then she remembered, Angelus had taken him. He would be dead…er. Buffy began to cry feeling as though her heart would break. She heard her door open and looked up to see a blurry figure quickly come over to her side and pull her into a hug.
"Buffy tell me what's wrong." Her mother said.
"Mom…It's Spike. He could be gone and I'll never be able to tell him, tell him…"
"Tell him what dear?" Joyce looked at her daughter intently. The others had filled her in a little bit on what had been going on but she still wondered what her daughter was really thinking.
"That I love him too, Mom. I know it's weird. It's just he- he knows me and he understands me…"
"Oh Buffy." Joyce was a bit surprised by this revelation. She thought that they hated each other, but she could see how Spike would be good for her daughter and understand her where the others wouldn't be able. "I just came up to tell you that Faith and Xander are here. You go dear. Save Cordelia and tell Spike you love him. Then you bring him home for some hot chocolate."
"Mom? Is that your weird way of saying you're ok with Spike? I mean me and Spike?"
Joyce sighed. "Well…I guess that you could say that." The two Summers women looked at each other and smiled.
"Thanks mom." They hugged each other again tightly. "Well, I've got a rescue mission to plan." And the two of them walked down the stairs with Buffy tucking the poem into her pocket, vowing she would get Spike back.
*****
Angelus sneered at the unconscious form of Spike as the minions changed him to the wall. Drusilla soon entered with a terrified and bound Cordelia.
"Daddy can I eat the pretty girl?" Dru asked.
"Not yet. We want Spike to watch don't we? Show him all the fun he's going to miss by joining up with the Slayer?" Angelus walked over to the two girls and slowly pulled Cordelia into his arms. She whimpered in fright and Angelus sneered at her.
"Drusilla, tie her to that bed post and make sure she stays awake for this. We're going to have some fun with the boy." Angelus turned to glare at Spike and he kicked him in the side. Spike moaned and Angelus kicked him again, harder this time. Spike groaned again and finally opened his eyes.
Taking in his surroundings Spike realized that he was chained to the wall. He looked around the room further and saw that Cordelia was starring at him with wide frightened eyes. Drusilla was dancing and clapping happily next to her. Then he looked at Angelus. Angelus was glaring at him with pure hatred and malice. Spike took a deep unneeded breathe.
"Well, well, Peaches. Looks like you caught me. Now, what are you going to go?"
"Spike, my boy. I'm going to teach you not to touch my things." With that Angelus poured a bottle of holy water on Spike's chest. Spike bit down to keep from giving Angelus the pleasure of hearing his screams.
"What'sa matter you wanker? Not man enough to fight me? You gotta get the bloody minions to do your dirty work?" Spike smirked at him. Maybe if he pissed Angelus off enough he could get him to forget about the cheerleader so Buffy would be able to rescue her without get going through too much.
Angelus growled and backhanded Spike with all his strength causing his head to smash into the wall. Then, grabbing a sword nearby, he stabbed Spike in the gut.
"Nice try boy. But don't think I'll forget the girl just cause you call me a few names." Pushing a cross into Spike's face Angelus called to Dru to bring the Cordelia over.
"Leave her alone Angelus. She and Buffy aren't even friends you wanker." Spike muttered and Angelus backhanded him again smacking his cross burn. As Spike's body shifted with the blow the sword moved in his gut and Spike couldn't hold back the gasp of pain. Angelus smirked at him triumphantly.
"As long as she does what I say, she won't get hurt." Angelus untied Cordelia's hands and she began to struggle. "Now, now, Cor. Your legs are still tied. You won't get very far."
Cordelia began to cry. What was this monster going to make her do? She looked at Spike. His face was bloody and raw and the sword was still firmly embedded in his stomach.
"Now, do what I say or I'll let Dru play with you too." Angelus pushed her closer to Spike. "Twist the sword." He said coldly.
"What?" Cordelia was stunned. She hadn't been expecting that. "N-no. I can't do that. He-he was trying to protect me…I just…"
"Oh Dru!" Angelus called and Drusilla came skipping forward.
"Do it cheerleader." Spike said to her.
"No, no, no, no…" Cordelia kept repeating.
"Cordelia. Do it. Don't worry about me." Spike said trying to look her in the eye through he own swollen eyes.
"Oh what a brave little hero." Angelus sneered.
"Do it." Spike said again ignoring the other two vampires. Cordelia slowly put her hand on the hilt of the sword and twisted it slightly.
"Now, now. You can do better than that." Angelus said and he put his hand on top of Cordelia's squeezing it into the hilt and twisting it sharply. Spike screamed in pain and Cordelia began to cry harder. Angelus sharply yanked the sword out with Cordelia's hand still on the hilt. He twisted her wrist sharply and she dropped the sword.
"Now take the holy water and pout it on his face." Angelus said in her ear.
"I can't." She whispered. Spike was slumped forward in pain.
"Yes you can." Angelus murmured and reached up to her ear and pulled out her earring. "And you will." He growled at her as he pressed the holy water into her hands. Cordelia screamed in pain. As Angelus pinched her bleeding ear between his fingers she threw the holy water on Spike.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry…" Cordelia didn't know what was worse, the throbbing pain in her ear or the horror of what she had just done.
Angelus smiled evilly. This was going to be fun.
Dearest Buffy,
I wrote this for you after you fell asleep last night. I know that it's not very good but the feelings behind it are real. You don't have to keep it or anything if you don't like it but I just wanted you to read it.
Forever yours,
Spike
She walks in the night
But she is my light
I died to long ago
But she can make me feel
Like it isn't so
She turned my world around
Everything I knew now upside down
One moment in her life
Better than eternity full of strife
My sunshine, my love, so pure
Without her I could not endure
Dancing always through my mind
With her golden beauty my fate was signed
To help her in her eternal fight
And never let anyone put out her light
Buffy re-read the poem several times. It wasn't very good but it still touched her heart. But she smiled at the thought of Spike sitting up thinking of rhymes while she slept next to him. Her smiled broadened as she thought of his brow furrowing in concentration. But then she remembered, Angelus had taken him. He would be dead…er. Buffy began to cry feeling as though her heart would break. She heard her door open and looked up to see a blurry figure quickly come over to her side and pull her into a hug.
"Buffy tell me what's wrong." Her mother said.
"Mom…It's Spike. He could be gone and I'll never be able to tell him, tell him…"
"Tell him what dear?" Joyce looked at her daughter intently. The others had filled her in a little bit on what had been going on but she still wondered what her daughter was really thinking.
"That I love him too, Mom. I know it's weird. It's just he- he knows me and he understands me…"
"Oh Buffy." Joyce was a bit surprised by this revelation. She thought that they hated each other, but she could see how Spike would be good for her daughter and understand her where the others wouldn't be able. "I just came up to tell you that Faith and Xander are here. You go dear. Save Cordelia and tell Spike you love him. Then you bring him home for some hot chocolate."
"Mom? Is that your weird way of saying you're ok with Spike? I mean me and Spike?"
Joyce sighed. "Well…I guess that you could say that." The two Summers women looked at each other and smiled.
"Thanks mom." They hugged each other again tightly. "Well, I've got a rescue mission to plan." And the two of them walked down the stairs with Buffy tucking the poem into her pocket, vowing she would get Spike back.
*****
Angelus sneered at the unconscious form of Spike as the minions changed him to the wall. Drusilla soon entered with a terrified and bound Cordelia.
"Daddy can I eat the pretty girl?" Dru asked.
"Not yet. We want Spike to watch don't we? Show him all the fun he's going to miss by joining up with the Slayer?" Angelus walked over to the two girls and slowly pulled Cordelia into his arms. She whimpered in fright and Angelus sneered at her.
"Drusilla, tie her to that bed post and make sure she stays awake for this. We're going to have some fun with the boy." Angelus turned to glare at Spike and he kicked him in the side. Spike moaned and Angelus kicked him again, harder this time. Spike groaned again and finally opened his eyes.
Taking in his surroundings Spike realized that he was chained to the wall. He looked around the room further and saw that Cordelia was starring at him with wide frightened eyes. Drusilla was dancing and clapping happily next to her. Then he looked at Angelus. Angelus was glaring at him with pure hatred and malice. Spike took a deep unneeded breathe.
"Well, well, Peaches. Looks like you caught me. Now, what are you going to go?"
"Spike, my boy. I'm going to teach you not to touch my things." With that Angelus poured a bottle of holy water on Spike's chest. Spike bit down to keep from giving Angelus the pleasure of hearing his screams.
"What'sa matter you wanker? Not man enough to fight me? You gotta get the bloody minions to do your dirty work?" Spike smirked at him. Maybe if he pissed Angelus off enough he could get him to forget about the cheerleader so Buffy would be able to rescue her without get going through too much.
Angelus growled and backhanded Spike with all his strength causing his head to smash into the wall. Then, grabbing a sword nearby, he stabbed Spike in the gut.
"Nice try boy. But don't think I'll forget the girl just cause you call me a few names." Pushing a cross into Spike's face Angelus called to Dru to bring the Cordelia over.
"Leave her alone Angelus. She and Buffy aren't even friends you wanker." Spike muttered and Angelus backhanded him again smacking his cross burn. As Spike's body shifted with the blow the sword moved in his gut and Spike couldn't hold back the gasp of pain. Angelus smirked at him triumphantly.
"As long as she does what I say, she won't get hurt." Angelus untied Cordelia's hands and she began to struggle. "Now, now, Cor. Your legs are still tied. You won't get very far."
Cordelia began to cry. What was this monster going to make her do? She looked at Spike. His face was bloody and raw and the sword was still firmly embedded in his stomach.
"Now, do what I say or I'll let Dru play with you too." Angelus pushed her closer to Spike. "Twist the sword." He said coldly.
"What?" Cordelia was stunned. She hadn't been expecting that. "N-no. I can't do that. He-he was trying to protect me…I just…"
"Oh Dru!" Angelus called and Drusilla came skipping forward.
"Do it cheerleader." Spike said to her.
"No, no, no, no…" Cordelia kept repeating.
"Cordelia. Do it. Don't worry about me." Spike said trying to look her in the eye through he own swollen eyes.
"Oh what a brave little hero." Angelus sneered.
"Do it." Spike said again ignoring the other two vampires. Cordelia slowly put her hand on the hilt of the sword and twisted it slightly.
"Now, now. You can do better than that." Angelus said and he put his hand on top of Cordelia's squeezing it into the hilt and twisting it sharply. Spike screamed in pain and Cordelia began to cry harder. Angelus sharply yanked the sword out with Cordelia's hand still on the hilt. He twisted her wrist sharply and she dropped the sword.
"Now take the holy water and pout it on his face." Angelus said in her ear.
"I can't." She whispered. Spike was slumped forward in pain.
"Yes you can." Angelus murmured and reached up to her ear and pulled out her earring. "And you will." He growled at her as he pressed the holy water into her hands. Cordelia screamed in pain. As Angelus pinched her bleeding ear between his fingers she threw the holy water on Spike.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry…" Cordelia didn't know what was worse, the throbbing pain in her ear or the horror of what she had just done.
Angelus smiled evilly. This was going to be fun.