Oh my god! Can you believe it? Another chapter already!!! It's insane! So thanks to everyone who read and reviewed this story so far!! I do appreciate it, even though there's only like nine of you!! It's all good though. I love it! I've even started working on the next chapter!!
Two day had gone by and Fred was back down in her lab. She was going over a checklist in her head. She wanted to make sure that she hadn't forgotten anything. The last thing she needed was to try bringing Spike back and discover she'd forgotten to put something into the mixture. Fred walked over to the counter and gave the boiling solution a stir. For the first time in her life she was going to try and do something involving magic. She knew the genetic part of the mixture was done right, but how would she know if she'd done the other part right? How did anyone ever know magic would work? There was no way to prove it would. With science Fred could get concrete proof for success. She could do tests and not have any doubts.
She paced back and forth across the room, looking at the clock every thirty seconds. Where was he? It was almost midnight and Spike wasn't there yet. He was usually there before midnight. Her eyes glanced over to the stairs hoping to see him standing there. Her nerves were starting to jump. Fred wanted to get it over with. She started snapping the purple elastic band around her wrist. A creak in the floor made her head turn to the far corner of the room. Spike emerged from the shadow, once again giving Fred a start.
"Spike!" she gasped.
"Hello love," he smiled slightly. His hand lightly ran over the counter tops, but his eyes flicked back and forth between the filled beaker and Fred.
"How long have you been standing there?" she asked,
"The best part of thirty minutes."
"Why didn't you just let me know you were her? You could have already been back to corporal form."
"True, but you only get to be a ghost once…I hope."
"So why did you decide to come out of the shadow then?"
"Well I didn't want you to snap off your pretty little wrist with that rubber band," Spike gave his charming grin as he walked closer to her.
Fred looked down and could see his feet. She knew he was standing right in front of her. She turned around so that she could look up and not have to stare into his face. She cleared her throat, "Well, why don't we get this done then. I'm sure you're dying to be solid again."
"Always business. I like that," said Spike. He sat on a stool, "alright lets get this don't."
Fred turned off the burner, and scooped a cupful of this mixture into a cup. "So apparently all you have to do is drink it. Don't forget that it's not going to make you human or anything like that. This potion is supposed to do is give you back that form you had before becoming a ghost. In all honest truth, I don't know if it's actually going to work, because I've never mixed science and magic before. Actually I've never even done magic before. For all I know this could do nothing or it could make you disappear forever. I did everything like I was supposed to, so I guess it should work, and I'm nervous."
Spike laughed softly, "even if it doesn't work I'll worship you for trying." He reached his hand out, and Fred gave him the full cup. He stared at the odd looking liquid for a few moments. "Cheers," he said drinking it down. It felt like it was burning is insides. It burned him! He could feel it. He could feel the liquid inside him. Spike hardly believed he could feel it. It seemed like so long since he had felt anything!
The next thing he felt was a sharp pain on his tongue as he cut it on one of his fangs. The bitter metallic taste of blood filled his mouth. Spike turned to face Fred, an ecstatic smile fell across his face. He grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her into him. His arms wrapped around her and he had to fight to hold back the stinging tears. They had done it. She had done it!
"Thank you," he choked out. Spike's face was buried in the hair on top of head. "Thank you," he said again, "Thank you!"