A/N Thanks for the reviews and comments. I always enjoy reading them;
yeah that last line was a little Buffybot. Buffy always did try to deny
that she was anything like the bot, but it managed to fool her friends for
a while. In answer to a question, I don't watch Dark Angel; maybe I should
think of expanding my fandom past AtS, BtVS, and Friends, lol.
Chapter 15
Willow continued to stare at Buffy. She was speechless at her recent revelation, eventually finding her voice.
"You're kidding right? If you're trying to give me heart failure, then let me tell ya, it's working," Willow replied.
"Damn it! I wasn't supposed to say anything. I promised Spike that I wouldn't. You can keep a secret Will, can't you?" asked Buffy.
Willow looked slightly hurt at the question.
"Probably better than you! As if you would have to ask. I didn't say anything about the other thing," said Willow.
"Sorry Willow, it's just that it's been a bit of a week," Buffy replied tiredly.
She hugged her friend.
"Why did you do it Buffy?" asked Willow.
"Do what?" asked Buffy.
"Sleep with Spike of course. If I'd never cast that spell, then maybe, you would never even had any naughty Spike thoughts," said Willow.
Buffy shook her head.
"Being alone with Spike, it just made me face up to a few things, that's all," said Buffy.
"Like, that you had the hots for the source of all evil?" asked Willow.
"Yes, no! It's more than that. I've seen a different side to him this week. One that you couldn't even begin to imagine," sighed Buffy dreamily.
"Or, would even want to," said Willow, quietly under her breath.
"Now, we have to go back out there and pretend we never had this conversation. I don't want Giles catching on," said Buffy, as she opened the washroom door.
"Fine, but just tell me one thing, before we join the others," said Willow.
"Sure, ask away," said Buffy.
"What is this thing between you and Spike? Some holiday fling, or are you a couple now?"
"It's love Willow," said Buffy.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Buffy and Willow found the others, more or less, where they'd left them. Giles was sitting on a seat, and looking decidedly depressed. As Buffy approached, Spike gave her a wink. She smiled back at him. Willow noticed the little exchange, and frowned at Spike.
"Everything okay? Er, not that I care," Spike amended quickly.
"When do you care about anything, but yourself Spike?" asked Buffy.
Willow blushed, as she realised that she had been staring at Spike. Spike scowled at her, as he lit up a cigarette.
"No Smoking," said Giles, as he pointed to a sign. A self-satisfied expression on his face.
"Smug bastard, let's get this car ride over with. Now whose hospitality will I be scrounging off, when we get home?" asked Spike, as he put his lighter and smokes, away.
"I'll be having that doubtful pleasure," said Giles, looking less than happy.
"I hope you've stocked up on the blood and Weetabix then, mate," said Spike.
"I live to serve," said Giles, rolling his eyes.
"Well, you gotta be good for something. Pretty damn useless for anything else," Spike smirked at him.
"I've missed our conversations," said Giles sarcastically, as they walked out to the parking lot.
"Hey, where's Xander and Anya?" asked Buffy.
"Waiting in the car, they fell asleep on the ride up here," said Willow.
"Thank God for small mercies, only could stand the git when he was sound asleep," said Spike.
They arrived at the car, and Giles unlocked it.
"No one cares what you think Spike, just get in the car and shut up," said Buffy.
She got a hold of his arm and roughly, pushed him onto the back seat.
"Ow!" he protested.
"Sorry," she mouthed silently at him.
An evil grin spread across Spike's features. He took the stuffed toy, that he had been holding, and placed it on Xander's lap. It was positioned so that it faced him. Xander stirred, but he remained asleep.
"Spike!" hissed Buffy, warningly.
"What? Just having a little fun with him," said Spike, trying to look the picture of innocence.
Buffy sighed, getting in next to him, she closed the car door, and Giles started up the engine and they drove off. Spike looked around the darkened interior of the car, in bored appreciation.
"Gotta say, this is a great improvement on that old rust bucket of yours. What happened, did you crash it?" asked Spike, hopefully.
Xander, turned and opened one eye. Looking into the face of a wide-eyed creature, that was perched on his lap.
"Arrrrgh, it's a demon!" shrieked Xander.
Anya woke up at Xander's scream.
"Gees Xander, it's only a toy, see?" asked Anya, impatiently.
Xander was glad that no one could see his red face.
"You did that, didn't you? You bastard," said Xander, as he glared at spike.
He wound down the window and threw the Teletubby out.
"Yeah, worked like a charm, didn't it?" asked Spike.
"Giles, hand me a stake, please," begged Xander.
"There will be no staking," said Buffy firmly.
"Buffy! You're safe! Sorry, was too busy doing battle with the undead," said Xander, as he leaned across Spike, to hug Buffy.
"Hey, watch where you're putting those hands of yours, Harris," growled Spike.
"Xander, are you doing naughty touching with Spike?" asked Anya.
Xander groaned, of course his life was taking a downward spiral, after all Spike was back. What else could possibly go wrong?
Buffy was glad of the dark, for once. It gave her the opportunity to hold Spike's hand, unnoticed. Her heart felt heavy, and she sighed. In a couple of hours, they would have to part, when all she really wanted to do was spend the night in his arms. Spike heard her little sigh, and he squeezed her hand. He guessed her reason for it, as he was having similar thoughts at that moment.
Spike wished they were alone, so, that he could kiss that pouty little mouth, and breathe in the scent of her hair. No, instead he was going to have to stay at Giles's fusty old apartment. Being bored into unconsciousness by his tales of glory, as a young watcher in London.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Giles turned the car into the campus parking lot. Willow got out and waited for Buffy.
"Thanks Giles appreciate the ride. So, we'll all meet at your place tomorrow night?" asked Buffy.
Giles nodded.
"Yes, we can go over all we know. Make some kind of plan for when Quentin decides to show up. Which he will Buffy, you know that don't you?" asked Giles.
"I'm counting on it, I owe him big time," said Buffy.
Buffy looked over at Spike, their moment of parting had come too soon for her, she wasn't ready to say goodbye. She could read the same pain in his eyes.
"Spike, can I talk to you, alone, for a moment?" asked Buffy.
"Not unless you have a twenty," said Spike.
Buffy looked at him sternly, trying hard not to laugh.
"Okay slayer, but make it quick," he replied.
Xander tried to hand Buffy the stake.
"I can make it quicker for you if you like?" asked Xander.
"Bugger off," said Spike, as he followed Buffy out of the car.
Willow looked at them both awkwardly.
"I er better be getting back to my room, see you there Buff," said Willow, as she walked off quickly.
"What's eating red? She been acting strangely ever since the airport, when you two went off..Buffy you told her didn't you?" asked Spike.
Buffy looked down at the ground.
"Sorry," she said quietly.
Spike sighed, unable to stay angry with her for long.
"Never mind it's done now. How did she take the news?" he asked.
"Better than I thought she would anyway. At least if she knows about us, it won't be so risky if we want to use my dorm room," said Buffy.
"And why would we want to do that?" he purred, licking his lips.
"Spike, they're watching us!" whispered Buffy.
Spike turned to see Xander's face pressed up against the window of the car.
"Well, lets give them something to look at then," he grinned.
"What do you have in mind?" Buffy asked.
"Just follow my lead," said Spike.
He grabbed Buffy, carefully twisting her arm behind her back, so as not, to hurt her or set his chip off. Buffy got a hold on his arm and threw Spike to the ground. She quickly straddled him and punched his nose for good measure, trying not to use her full strength.
"Ow!" he moaned.
"Sorry, did I hurt you baby?" she asked.
"Nothing I can't handle, can we stay like that this for a little while?" he asked lifting his hips a little.
Buffy groaned and Spike chuckled.
"Not fair," she hissed in his ear.
"Hey, Buffy need some help?" asked Xander.
"Bloody whelp, ruining my fun, as always," Spike whispered in Buffy's ear, as she got off him.
Spike struggled to his feet. Buffy had to resist the urge to help him.
"Everything okay?" asked Giles, in concern.
"Just a little disagreement, but Spike saw it my way in the end," said Buffy, as she folded her arms for effect.
"You'd better behave yourself when you're staying with me Spike," warned Giles.
"Or what?" Spike challenged.
"Or, you will be chained to the bathtub again," said Giles.
Buffy frowned.
"That's a little harsh, er a little too good for him, any way must be going," said Buffy.
She threw Spike one more glance, before walking off in the same direction that Willow had taken. Not wanting anyone to see the tears that had started to form in her eyes.
Spike sighed and turned back, to face three pairs of hostile eyes.
"Nice to be among friends again," he grinned at them, as he got in the front seat of the car.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Buffy flopped down on her bed and stared at the ceiling.
"You okay Buffy?" asked Willow.
"Just a little tired," she admitted.
Buffy turned over on her side and faced the wall. She was no longer able to bear the pitying looks, which Willow was unconsciously directing her way.
"We need to talk Buffy," said Willow.
"Can't it wait?" asked Buffy.
"Not really, I hate having to push you, especially after all you've been through, but I think there are things you haven't considered," Willow replied.
"Oh, I think I have, you really want to know what this is all about?" asked Buffy, as she turned back to face her friend.
"Yeah," Willow answered quietly.
Buffy told her all that had happened during her time in London, but leaving out the more intimate moments of the trip. After Buffy had finished telling her friend, all that had occurred, she sat back and waited for her response.
"Oh, Buffy that's horrible, that man!" said Willow.
"Yeah, Travers has a lot to answer for, and he will," said Buffy.
Willow looked at her friend.
"I know that expression Buffy, there's something else on your mind," said Willow.
Buffy sighed.
"You know everything, well almost, but there's something I need to know. It's been bothering me, ever since there was a possibility that it could happen," said Buffy.
"I think I know what you mean. You want my help in the magical sense?" asked Willow.
"Yeah, but Spike's against it. I can't wait a whole week to find out if my life is going to change forever," said Buffy.
"There is a spell, but are you sure you want to know, on top of everything else? You look exhausted," said Willow.
"Is that a round about way of saying that I look like a hag?" asked Buffy.
Both girls giggled. Buffy sobered up first.
"If you think you can help me, then there's someone else I need to convince. I won't do it unless he agrees. It's his child too, if there even is a child," said Buffy.
"You two really are joined at the hip aren't you? I saw how he looks at you Buffy, it's as if he wants to devour you, but not in the drinking your blood and turning you kinda way," said Willow.
"Yeah I know," sighed Buffy, longingly.
"You have it bad, girl. Anyway, you need to get working on that er, vampire of yours. And I need to ask a friend for some help, it a big spell, I can't do it alone," said Willow.
"So you're not the only witch on campus? I thought that group you belonged to was a waste of time," said Buffy.
"There is another like me. We have become close friends, but she is a little shy. Gonna have to do some persuading of my own," said Willow.
"Well, what are we sitting here for?" asked Buffy.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Spike sat down on Giles's sofa, and put his feet up on the coffee table.
"Do you mind, Spike?" asked Giles, as he eyed the heavy boots.
"Not at all," said Spike, as he put his arms behind his head and sat back.
Giles sighed, as he went off to the kitchen to brew some tea. With him gone for the moment, Spike dropped his act. He stared at the rug on the floor, his head bowed.
"Sod this! I'm outta here," said Spike.
Spike knew where he wanted to be, it wasn't here, and he wasn't going to torment himself for a moment longer. He got up and walked out the front door.
"Spike?" asked Giles from the kitchen, as he saw Spike pass him by.
Giles shrugged and carried on making his tea, knowing there was little point in trying to find him. He really wasn't in the mood to go on a Spike hunt either. Spike was harmless with the chip and maybe he'd even decide to leave, thought Giles, hopefully.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Buffy walked along the dark street, any other girl would have taken the more trodden path. She knew she was not any other girl, so Buffy paid little heed to the safety of her surroundings.
She also knew she could have done the spell without Spike's permission, but she was still having a guilt trip, about breaking his trust earlier. Besides, she needed his input on the situation. Buffy giggled at the irony of it all. It was his "input" they were trying to find out about.
A pair of arms closed around her. Instead of going into fight mode, she leaned back in the arms.
"Wondered how long it would be, until I ran into you," she smiled and turned round to face him.
Buffy leaned her head against his chest.
"I'm sorry, I tried to stay away, but I missed you," Spike admitted.
"Me too, do you know how hard it was for me to walk away from you, as if I didn't care?" asked Buffy.
"I have an idea," he replied.
"Willow seems to be coming around to the idea of us," said Buffy.
"I always did like her. Well, a little bit anyway. She's quite biteable," grinned Spike.
Buffy looked up at him and scowled.
"Oh, but not as biteable as you," he replied, a teasing light in his eyes.
"Talking of Willow, she knows a spell that can help us," said Buffy.
Spike shook, his head.
"How did I guess that was coming?" he asked, arching an eyebrow at her.
"Just hear me out, okay?"
"Do I have a choice?" asked Spike.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Buffy dragged a reluctant Spike back to her dorm room. A couple of girls whistled, as he went by.
"That Summers gets all the hotties," complained a girl to her friend.
"Yeah, hey leave some for me Buffy," called out the other girl.
"Not on her life!" growled Buffy.
Spike smiled to himself, as Buffy opened the door to her room and quickly pushed him inside.
"Can't wait to get me all to yourself?" he asked, as he crushed his lips to hers.
They were both nearly knocked to the floor, as the door opened.
"Sorry," said Willow, as she entered the room.
Another girl entered the room, behind Willow. She smiled uncertainly at Buffy and Spike.
"Guys, this is Tara. She's going to help with the spell," said Willow.
"Hi, and thanks in advance," said Buffy, as she smiled at Tara.
Spike put out a hand, and Tara shook it.
"Oh, you have cold hands," she exclaimed.
"You know what they say love, cold hands warm heart," he grinned.
"Shall we get this over with?" asked Willow.
"Yeah, the not knowing is kinda killing me right now," said Buffy.
"Well it would be killing me, if I wasn't already dead," said Spike.
Buffy and Spike sat together on her bed, while the two witches worked, setting up the charms needed for the spell to work.
"I think that's about it," said Willow, as she got out a pair of scissors.
"What are they for?" asked Spike, in alarm.
"To cut off those parts, that got Buffy in this mess in the first place," said Willow.
Spike got up from the bed.
"Sit down Spike, she's kidding," said Buffy.
"We need hair, from both of you," said Tara.
Spike relaxed and sat back down.
"Okay, but from the back and not too much," said Spike.
Willow took the hair from them, and placed it in the bowl.
"You ready?" asked Willow.
Buffy looked at Spike, he squeezed her hand and nodded.
"Yep, we're ready," said Buffy.
"Okay, nothing happens, then there's no baby," said Willow.
"And if there is?" asked Buffy.
"You'll know," said Willow.
Willow and Tara sat in the magic circle and held hands. They both closed their eyes and began to chant.
"Looks like nothing is happening," whispered Spike.
"Ssssh!" warned Buffy.
They both turned to look, as a white light started to build within the bowl, and floated up towards the ceiling.
"Bugger!" said Spike.
Willow and Tara opened their eyes, just as the light split into two.
"That's not supposed to happen," said Willow, as she anxiously consulted her spell book.
She scanned the page, her face turning white.
"What is it Willow?" asked Buffy, urgently.
Willow looked up from the page, at her friend.
"Just say it, for God's sake!" snapped Spike.
"Okay, how do you feel about multiple births?" asked Willow.
TBC
Chapter 15
Willow continued to stare at Buffy. She was speechless at her recent revelation, eventually finding her voice.
"You're kidding right? If you're trying to give me heart failure, then let me tell ya, it's working," Willow replied.
"Damn it! I wasn't supposed to say anything. I promised Spike that I wouldn't. You can keep a secret Will, can't you?" asked Buffy.
Willow looked slightly hurt at the question.
"Probably better than you! As if you would have to ask. I didn't say anything about the other thing," said Willow.
"Sorry Willow, it's just that it's been a bit of a week," Buffy replied tiredly.
She hugged her friend.
"Why did you do it Buffy?" asked Willow.
"Do what?" asked Buffy.
"Sleep with Spike of course. If I'd never cast that spell, then maybe, you would never even had any naughty Spike thoughts," said Willow.
Buffy shook her head.
"Being alone with Spike, it just made me face up to a few things, that's all," said Buffy.
"Like, that you had the hots for the source of all evil?" asked Willow.
"Yes, no! It's more than that. I've seen a different side to him this week. One that you couldn't even begin to imagine," sighed Buffy dreamily.
"Or, would even want to," said Willow, quietly under her breath.
"Now, we have to go back out there and pretend we never had this conversation. I don't want Giles catching on," said Buffy, as she opened the washroom door.
"Fine, but just tell me one thing, before we join the others," said Willow.
"Sure, ask away," said Buffy.
"What is this thing between you and Spike? Some holiday fling, or are you a couple now?"
"It's love Willow," said Buffy.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Buffy and Willow found the others, more or less, where they'd left them. Giles was sitting on a seat, and looking decidedly depressed. As Buffy approached, Spike gave her a wink. She smiled back at him. Willow noticed the little exchange, and frowned at Spike.
"Everything okay? Er, not that I care," Spike amended quickly.
"When do you care about anything, but yourself Spike?" asked Buffy.
Willow blushed, as she realised that she had been staring at Spike. Spike scowled at her, as he lit up a cigarette.
"No Smoking," said Giles, as he pointed to a sign. A self-satisfied expression on his face.
"Smug bastard, let's get this car ride over with. Now whose hospitality will I be scrounging off, when we get home?" asked Spike, as he put his lighter and smokes, away.
"I'll be having that doubtful pleasure," said Giles, looking less than happy.
"I hope you've stocked up on the blood and Weetabix then, mate," said Spike.
"I live to serve," said Giles, rolling his eyes.
"Well, you gotta be good for something. Pretty damn useless for anything else," Spike smirked at him.
"I've missed our conversations," said Giles sarcastically, as they walked out to the parking lot.
"Hey, where's Xander and Anya?" asked Buffy.
"Waiting in the car, they fell asleep on the ride up here," said Willow.
"Thank God for small mercies, only could stand the git when he was sound asleep," said Spike.
They arrived at the car, and Giles unlocked it.
"No one cares what you think Spike, just get in the car and shut up," said Buffy.
She got a hold of his arm and roughly, pushed him onto the back seat.
"Ow!" he protested.
"Sorry," she mouthed silently at him.
An evil grin spread across Spike's features. He took the stuffed toy, that he had been holding, and placed it on Xander's lap. It was positioned so that it faced him. Xander stirred, but he remained asleep.
"Spike!" hissed Buffy, warningly.
"What? Just having a little fun with him," said Spike, trying to look the picture of innocence.
Buffy sighed, getting in next to him, she closed the car door, and Giles started up the engine and they drove off. Spike looked around the darkened interior of the car, in bored appreciation.
"Gotta say, this is a great improvement on that old rust bucket of yours. What happened, did you crash it?" asked Spike, hopefully.
Xander, turned and opened one eye. Looking into the face of a wide-eyed creature, that was perched on his lap.
"Arrrrgh, it's a demon!" shrieked Xander.
Anya woke up at Xander's scream.
"Gees Xander, it's only a toy, see?" asked Anya, impatiently.
Xander was glad that no one could see his red face.
"You did that, didn't you? You bastard," said Xander, as he glared at spike.
He wound down the window and threw the Teletubby out.
"Yeah, worked like a charm, didn't it?" asked Spike.
"Giles, hand me a stake, please," begged Xander.
"There will be no staking," said Buffy firmly.
"Buffy! You're safe! Sorry, was too busy doing battle with the undead," said Xander, as he leaned across Spike, to hug Buffy.
"Hey, watch where you're putting those hands of yours, Harris," growled Spike.
"Xander, are you doing naughty touching with Spike?" asked Anya.
Xander groaned, of course his life was taking a downward spiral, after all Spike was back. What else could possibly go wrong?
Buffy was glad of the dark, for once. It gave her the opportunity to hold Spike's hand, unnoticed. Her heart felt heavy, and she sighed. In a couple of hours, they would have to part, when all she really wanted to do was spend the night in his arms. Spike heard her little sigh, and he squeezed her hand. He guessed her reason for it, as he was having similar thoughts at that moment.
Spike wished they were alone, so, that he could kiss that pouty little mouth, and breathe in the scent of her hair. No, instead he was going to have to stay at Giles's fusty old apartment. Being bored into unconsciousness by his tales of glory, as a young watcher in London.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Giles turned the car into the campus parking lot. Willow got out and waited for Buffy.
"Thanks Giles appreciate the ride. So, we'll all meet at your place tomorrow night?" asked Buffy.
Giles nodded.
"Yes, we can go over all we know. Make some kind of plan for when Quentin decides to show up. Which he will Buffy, you know that don't you?" asked Giles.
"I'm counting on it, I owe him big time," said Buffy.
Buffy looked over at Spike, their moment of parting had come too soon for her, she wasn't ready to say goodbye. She could read the same pain in his eyes.
"Spike, can I talk to you, alone, for a moment?" asked Buffy.
"Not unless you have a twenty," said Spike.
Buffy looked at him sternly, trying hard not to laugh.
"Okay slayer, but make it quick," he replied.
Xander tried to hand Buffy the stake.
"I can make it quicker for you if you like?" asked Xander.
"Bugger off," said Spike, as he followed Buffy out of the car.
Willow looked at them both awkwardly.
"I er better be getting back to my room, see you there Buff," said Willow, as she walked off quickly.
"What's eating red? She been acting strangely ever since the airport, when you two went off..Buffy you told her didn't you?" asked Spike.
Buffy looked down at the ground.
"Sorry," she said quietly.
Spike sighed, unable to stay angry with her for long.
"Never mind it's done now. How did she take the news?" he asked.
"Better than I thought she would anyway. At least if she knows about us, it won't be so risky if we want to use my dorm room," said Buffy.
"And why would we want to do that?" he purred, licking his lips.
"Spike, they're watching us!" whispered Buffy.
Spike turned to see Xander's face pressed up against the window of the car.
"Well, lets give them something to look at then," he grinned.
"What do you have in mind?" Buffy asked.
"Just follow my lead," said Spike.
He grabbed Buffy, carefully twisting her arm behind her back, so as not, to hurt her or set his chip off. Buffy got a hold on his arm and threw Spike to the ground. She quickly straddled him and punched his nose for good measure, trying not to use her full strength.
"Ow!" he moaned.
"Sorry, did I hurt you baby?" she asked.
"Nothing I can't handle, can we stay like that this for a little while?" he asked lifting his hips a little.
Buffy groaned and Spike chuckled.
"Not fair," she hissed in his ear.
"Hey, Buffy need some help?" asked Xander.
"Bloody whelp, ruining my fun, as always," Spike whispered in Buffy's ear, as she got off him.
Spike struggled to his feet. Buffy had to resist the urge to help him.
"Everything okay?" asked Giles, in concern.
"Just a little disagreement, but Spike saw it my way in the end," said Buffy, as she folded her arms for effect.
"You'd better behave yourself when you're staying with me Spike," warned Giles.
"Or what?" Spike challenged.
"Or, you will be chained to the bathtub again," said Giles.
Buffy frowned.
"That's a little harsh, er a little too good for him, any way must be going," said Buffy.
She threw Spike one more glance, before walking off in the same direction that Willow had taken. Not wanting anyone to see the tears that had started to form in her eyes.
Spike sighed and turned back, to face three pairs of hostile eyes.
"Nice to be among friends again," he grinned at them, as he got in the front seat of the car.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Buffy flopped down on her bed and stared at the ceiling.
"You okay Buffy?" asked Willow.
"Just a little tired," she admitted.
Buffy turned over on her side and faced the wall. She was no longer able to bear the pitying looks, which Willow was unconsciously directing her way.
"We need to talk Buffy," said Willow.
"Can't it wait?" asked Buffy.
"Not really, I hate having to push you, especially after all you've been through, but I think there are things you haven't considered," Willow replied.
"Oh, I think I have, you really want to know what this is all about?" asked Buffy, as she turned back to face her friend.
"Yeah," Willow answered quietly.
Buffy told her all that had happened during her time in London, but leaving out the more intimate moments of the trip. After Buffy had finished telling her friend, all that had occurred, she sat back and waited for her response.
"Oh, Buffy that's horrible, that man!" said Willow.
"Yeah, Travers has a lot to answer for, and he will," said Buffy.
Willow looked at her friend.
"I know that expression Buffy, there's something else on your mind," said Willow.
Buffy sighed.
"You know everything, well almost, but there's something I need to know. It's been bothering me, ever since there was a possibility that it could happen," said Buffy.
"I think I know what you mean. You want my help in the magical sense?" asked Willow.
"Yeah, but Spike's against it. I can't wait a whole week to find out if my life is going to change forever," said Buffy.
"There is a spell, but are you sure you want to know, on top of everything else? You look exhausted," said Willow.
"Is that a round about way of saying that I look like a hag?" asked Buffy.
Both girls giggled. Buffy sobered up first.
"If you think you can help me, then there's someone else I need to convince. I won't do it unless he agrees. It's his child too, if there even is a child," said Buffy.
"You two really are joined at the hip aren't you? I saw how he looks at you Buffy, it's as if he wants to devour you, but not in the drinking your blood and turning you kinda way," said Willow.
"Yeah I know," sighed Buffy, longingly.
"You have it bad, girl. Anyway, you need to get working on that er, vampire of yours. And I need to ask a friend for some help, it a big spell, I can't do it alone," said Willow.
"So you're not the only witch on campus? I thought that group you belonged to was a waste of time," said Buffy.
"There is another like me. We have become close friends, but she is a little shy. Gonna have to do some persuading of my own," said Willow.
"Well, what are we sitting here for?" asked Buffy.
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Spike sat down on Giles's sofa, and put his feet up on the coffee table.
"Do you mind, Spike?" asked Giles, as he eyed the heavy boots.
"Not at all," said Spike, as he put his arms behind his head and sat back.
Giles sighed, as he went off to the kitchen to brew some tea. With him gone for the moment, Spike dropped his act. He stared at the rug on the floor, his head bowed.
"Sod this! I'm outta here," said Spike.
Spike knew where he wanted to be, it wasn't here, and he wasn't going to torment himself for a moment longer. He got up and walked out the front door.
"Spike?" asked Giles from the kitchen, as he saw Spike pass him by.
Giles shrugged and carried on making his tea, knowing there was little point in trying to find him. He really wasn't in the mood to go on a Spike hunt either. Spike was harmless with the chip and maybe he'd even decide to leave, thought Giles, hopefully.
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Buffy walked along the dark street, any other girl would have taken the more trodden path. She knew she was not any other girl, so Buffy paid little heed to the safety of her surroundings.
She also knew she could have done the spell without Spike's permission, but she was still having a guilt trip, about breaking his trust earlier. Besides, she needed his input on the situation. Buffy giggled at the irony of it all. It was his "input" they were trying to find out about.
A pair of arms closed around her. Instead of going into fight mode, she leaned back in the arms.
"Wondered how long it would be, until I ran into you," she smiled and turned round to face him.
Buffy leaned her head against his chest.
"I'm sorry, I tried to stay away, but I missed you," Spike admitted.
"Me too, do you know how hard it was for me to walk away from you, as if I didn't care?" asked Buffy.
"I have an idea," he replied.
"Willow seems to be coming around to the idea of us," said Buffy.
"I always did like her. Well, a little bit anyway. She's quite biteable," grinned Spike.
Buffy looked up at him and scowled.
"Oh, but not as biteable as you," he replied, a teasing light in his eyes.
"Talking of Willow, she knows a spell that can help us," said Buffy.
Spike shook, his head.
"How did I guess that was coming?" he asked, arching an eyebrow at her.
"Just hear me out, okay?"
"Do I have a choice?" asked Spike.
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Buffy dragged a reluctant Spike back to her dorm room. A couple of girls whistled, as he went by.
"That Summers gets all the hotties," complained a girl to her friend.
"Yeah, hey leave some for me Buffy," called out the other girl.
"Not on her life!" growled Buffy.
Spike smiled to himself, as Buffy opened the door to her room and quickly pushed him inside.
"Can't wait to get me all to yourself?" he asked, as he crushed his lips to hers.
They were both nearly knocked to the floor, as the door opened.
"Sorry," said Willow, as she entered the room.
Another girl entered the room, behind Willow. She smiled uncertainly at Buffy and Spike.
"Guys, this is Tara. She's going to help with the spell," said Willow.
"Hi, and thanks in advance," said Buffy, as she smiled at Tara.
Spike put out a hand, and Tara shook it.
"Oh, you have cold hands," she exclaimed.
"You know what they say love, cold hands warm heart," he grinned.
"Shall we get this over with?" asked Willow.
"Yeah, the not knowing is kinda killing me right now," said Buffy.
"Well it would be killing me, if I wasn't already dead," said Spike.
Buffy and Spike sat together on her bed, while the two witches worked, setting up the charms needed for the spell to work.
"I think that's about it," said Willow, as she got out a pair of scissors.
"What are they for?" asked Spike, in alarm.
"To cut off those parts, that got Buffy in this mess in the first place," said Willow.
Spike got up from the bed.
"Sit down Spike, she's kidding," said Buffy.
"We need hair, from both of you," said Tara.
Spike relaxed and sat back down.
"Okay, but from the back and not too much," said Spike.
Willow took the hair from them, and placed it in the bowl.
"You ready?" asked Willow.
Buffy looked at Spike, he squeezed her hand and nodded.
"Yep, we're ready," said Buffy.
"Okay, nothing happens, then there's no baby," said Willow.
"And if there is?" asked Buffy.
"You'll know," said Willow.
Willow and Tara sat in the magic circle and held hands. They both closed their eyes and began to chant.
"Looks like nothing is happening," whispered Spike.
"Ssssh!" warned Buffy.
They both turned to look, as a white light started to build within the bowl, and floated up towards the ceiling.
"Bugger!" said Spike.
Willow and Tara opened their eyes, just as the light split into two.
"That's not supposed to happen," said Willow, as she anxiously consulted her spell book.
She scanned the page, her face turning white.
"What is it Willow?" asked Buffy, urgently.
Willow looked up from the page, at her friend.
"Just say it, for God's sake!" snapped Spike.
"Okay, how do you feel about multiple births?" asked Willow.
TBC