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Part Ten:
A/N: Thanks, as always, to Lady Brandywyne for beta-ing this part!
"What's wrong, love? They can sense your tension over in Texas. And they're startin' to complain." Spike hugged her petite body closer, curling his arm around her shoulders and pulled her half on top of him.
Her chin resting on his chest, she gazed up at him, and sighed. "Just thinking 'bout Willow."
Spike mock-pouted. "I'm insulted; 'ere I thought you were thinking 'bout me!"
Buffy laughed, and pinched his nipple, ignoring his "Ow!" of protest.
"Shut up, dork. I meant just now." Buffy rolled her eyes.
Spike chuckled briefly, then turned serious – aware of the distress rooted within his lover. "What about her, love?"
"She wants to turn Tara." Buffy stated, moving back so her head rested on his chest; her eyes staring off into the distance.
When she didn't elaborate, Spike prompted her. "And you don't want her turned?"
The ex-Slayer was quick to correct him. "No, no - it's not that."
"What then?"
"There's something about the whole deal. I know I read somewhere that baby-vamps shouldn't turn others, but then I'm thinking, 'hey, I did and it worked fine'." She sighed. "I'm all conflicty!"
She pouted and looked up at him. Spike rolled his head forward, briefly kissing away the pout before lying back down.
"Fledgling turnings can be messy. Yours' was the first I heard that worked. But then, you got the whole mystical-divine-Slayer thing going on." Spike pointed out helpfully.
"Okay, so what do I do about Willow? She's gonna hate me if I tell her she can't turn Tara."
Spike sighed and turned them over so they lay on their sides, facing each other. "How's about you do the Witch; give 'er to Red as a present."
Buffy brightened, sitting up in their bed, not noticing the way her Sire's eyes darkened as her movement caused the sheet to slip from her body. "Yeah, and that way they'll be all equal. Thank-you, baby."
She leaned down to kiss him softly, then screamed as he pulled her beneath him, kissing her breathless.
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"Welcome to your new home." Buffy smiled at the true-blonde Vampiress and then at her fake-blonde Sire. "We hope you'll be very happy here." She said in an overly-ominous voice, then burst out laughing.
"Come on, lets go find Wills!" The ex-Slayer started to pull her Mate along with her but was interrupted by the appearance of a minion.
"Go, ducks. I'll catch up." Spike brushed his lips against hers, before departing with the minion.
"Wil-low! We have a surprise for you!" Buffy called, leading a giggling Tara further into the old house.
They paused in the main room. Tara glanced around at her new surroundings, her demon eyes taking in the odd minions laying about the place; why were they here? Who were they? She could smell blood in the air, and the scent made her mouth water.
Buffy noticed her frown at the other vampires and smiled, whispering in her ear. "I know, they're everywhere. I don't quite get why - Spike seems to think it's important! Something about the Hellmouth."
Tara watched as her Sire rolled her eyes, and then smiled at the sound of another's voice.
"Ooooh, is it food? I'm hungry!" Willow called, as yet unseen.
Tara's eyes widened and she started to breathe quicker. Willow was here.....somewhere close. She could sense her - she always had been able to sense her, but now it was stronger. A more powerful blood pull. They were related now; bound for eternity.
Not even death could separate them.
Buffy rolled her eyes to Tara, "Always thinking with her stomach, your honey does!" Then shouted back at Willow, "Much better!"
The red-haired Witch finally entered the main room. "Wha-TARA?!" She moved to run towards her lover, then scented the air. "You TURNED her?!" She growled at her Sire, her features changing instantaneously.
She moved as if to rush her Sire, her anger vibrating around the suddenly empty room. Buffy's own demonic features flashed to the fore-front, a commanding growl rumbling from her chest. The sound sent Willow skidding to a halt, her head bowed in submission. Beside the Slayer, the newest addition cowered in fear. The two witch-Vampiresses let out simultaneous whimpers and Buffy immediately softened her growl.
"Wills, I'm sorry, but I had to. Spike said she might have turned wrong if I let you do it 'cause you're a baby vamp. He said it only worked for me 'cause of the whole Slayer-dealy." Buffy paused, and then began again in a self-depreciating tone. "Except he said it a whole lot better then that!"
Willow giggled quietly, her once-again green eyes rising carefully to meet her Sire's.
"I know you wanted to do it......I just didn't want you to be alone for eternity." Buffy smiled, her eyes sliding between Tara and Willow to deliver them both reassuring looks.
Willow's eyes moved across to Tara and she whimpered in need. "Can we go play?"
Tara gazed across at the red head longingly, but looked towards Buffy for permission.
The ex-Slayer smiled as she watched the interchange; she'd totally done the right thing. She nodded her assent and the dove for each other. "Have fun!"
Buffy watched for a minute as the two Vampiresses tore at each other's clothing, eager to feel one another again.
With a sigh, she turned around to leave. "Now to find my Mate..." She muttered, absently reaching behind her to close the door on the first of what she was sure would be many delicious screams.
TBC
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