Imagine That

Author: Richess a.k.a A. N. H. Richards
Email: richess78@hotmail.com
Summary: Set after Crush. Spike is thrown into a flux and he has no one to help him get out of it.
Disclaimer: I own nothing & I am tired of saying it you all know who owns the characters & rights of BTVS. But I own the soccer team and Josh and anyone else not introduced on the show.
Author's Notes: This fic is dedicated to my hunnies, and Suaine. W3 Thanks to Wrydin & Spike's Pet for betaing this chapter.

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Part 4

Buffy, Willow, and Anya decided to go and check out the party at the Warehouse. Willow and Anya wanted to have fun; Buffy wanted to go out of curiosity and to make sure that no vampires were checking out the new hot spot.

The Warehouse – a cavernous building – was in the industrial section of town. As soon as the three women entered the crowded club, they spotted Spike. He brushed past them, smiling, but didn't say a word.

"Well that was so un-Spike-like. He had nothing to say," Anya quipped

"That's a good. Maybe he's gotten the message," Buffy replied. Then she noticed where Spike had gone to sit. He was surrounded by college girls. Buffy shook her head as he laughed and told jokes. He looked as if he fit in perfectly until

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Josh walked into the room he saw himself. Or should he say, his body and the body-snatcher that had it.

Josh crossed the room and broke through the crowd and that was when all hell broke loose.

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Buffy watched as Josh grabbed Spike by his duster lapels and punched him in the jaw. The vampire sprawled backwards and bounced up, ready to hit his assailant but the chip activated and the vampire crumpled to the floor in pain.

Buffy weaved through the crowd that formed to see Josh grab the fallen vampire and backhand him across the face. Three guys from the soccer team tried to hold Josh back , and Buffy ran over to Spike's side. Josh grunted as he tried to break free.

"Buffy , don't . . ." Josh yelled at her.

Buffy spun around as she heard Josh's voice. Spike grumbled about his head and looked up at the slayer.

"Buffy?" Spike gasped.

She scowled at Spike and the turned to Josh . "Are you all right?"

"Yeah ," Josh answered.

"What the hell is wrong with you man?" Dillon yelled letting him go.

"Yeah Josh. What's this guy done to you?" Michael asked.

Josh broke from their grasp and shook off the rest of the hands that tried to restrain him . "Me and YOU are going to resolve this NOW."

Spike picked himself off of the ground and looked at the accusing eyes that followed his gaze.

"Why don't you leave Spike?" Buffy suggested.

"Aadath has a message for you," Josh began.

"Aadath?" Spike's eyes widened as he realized that this person was the essence from the demon's body.

"Yeah . He's pretty pissed at you, and so am I ." Josh lunged at Spike again. But Dillon and the other guys were too quick this time. They restrained him as Spike fled from the club.

"Let go of me," Josh grunted as they dragged him into a nearby corner. A bouncer suddenly appeared from nowhere, but the crowd had already dispersed.

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"What the hell is wrong with you? You just got out of the hospital and now you're picking fights ," Dillon seethed at Josh.

"It's none of your business." The other guys stood around staring at Josh. "I'm leaving."

"Wait Josh . . ." Dillon started but Josh was already lost in the crowd.

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Spike held onto his head, as the throbbing subsided . "Aadath? He spoke to Aadath. He was given a body. Jesus. That means that . . . Oh no."

"What the hell was that about Spike?"

He turned to see the petite blonde . He quickly put on his game face.

"Is that suppose to scare me, Spike? I've seen bunnies that are more frightening than you right now. And what the hell did you do to Josh?"

"Me? Why you little bitc. . . ." Spike suddenly felt himself sailing through the air and then handed hard on the ground.

"Spike , I'm not going to take this much longer."

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Josh rounded the corner as he watched the slayer knocked Spike to the ground. Spike cringed as he saw his own body being battered but was glad that he wasn't there for the hurt.

Buffy said something to the figure laying on the ground and then walked toward the main entrance of the club.

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Buffy looked up to see Josh standing there. His deep brown eyes stared deeply into her hazel eyes. Spike stared into her eyes wondering if she would be able to tell that it was him.

"Are you okay, Josh?" Buffy asked him. She knew the soccer player from school. He and Dillon had given a presentation on US Intelligence and Security in her Political Science class. A brief conversation one day after class had revealed that Josh had gotten offers to play soccer, or 'football' as he called it, from some of the major leagues in Europe. That conversation had taken place nearly a month ago, right after her break up with Riley. Buffy could tell that Josh had been interested in spending more time with he, but she hadn't really been looking for a rebound guy for the first rebound guy.

"Buffy, it's me ," Josh said , looking into her confused eyes. How the hell would she know that it was me? Spike thought to himself.

"Josh , I know that it is you , but....." Buffy stopped as she saw a familiar look of confusion in his face.

Josh's heart skipped a beat. Spike wanted to shake her and shout that it was him. Buffy. Why would she care? he asked himself. And did he really want her help anyway? Nope, he'd do it all by himself.

"Nothing." Josh turned and walked away from Buffy, leaving the Slayer standing there confused.

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TBC