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Buffy ran over to Spike and found him struggling to stand among the maze of garbage bags.
"What the bloody hell was that?" he exclaimed still unsure of what had just attacked him.
"It was Anya," said a breathless Buffy. "Well she didn't mean to... I sort of made a wish."
"Sorry!" said Anya as she caught up with the two blonds. "But don't blame me. It was your girlfriend's fault."
"I'm not his girl..." began Buffy but thought better of it. Now was not the time to start a fight.
'I knew it. I come, do nothing but apologize, and Buffy still finds some reason to attack me.'
"Hey!" said Buffy, frowning at now standing vampire. "That's not fair?"
Spike looked at her as if she had grown two heads. "What's not fair? I didn't say anything?"
"Yes you did," replied the confused Slayer. "You just accused me of attacking you."
"Umm... luv," began Spike. I was thinking that but I'm pretty sure I didn't say it out loud."
"Anya," Buffy turned to the red-headed vengeance demon. "You heard him, didn't you?"
Anya shifted uncomfortably from leg to leg. "No... he didn't say anything, but he was thinking it. Hence the wish."
"What wish?" asked the clearly confused vampire.
Buffy couldn't believe this was happening. "You mean when I wished to know his thoughts? I didn't really mean it Anya. It was a figure of speech."
"It doesn't matter," replied Anya. "I don't have control over what happens after you make a wish. You wish it and I grant it. Those are the rules."
"You wished to know my thoughts?" cut in Spike. He was finally starting to piece together what was happening. "And you just heard what I was thinking... you're telling me everything I think, you know?"
Anya nodded her head. "That's how it works."
"Anya, you have to reverse it," pleaded Buffy.
"I can't. Without permission from my superiors I can't change any wishes," Anya said in a barely audible voice. "Sorry guys."
'Buffy can't read my thoughts... she can't find out about my...'
Buffy raised her eyebrows. "I can't find out about what Spike? You're hiding something aren't you? I knew it! I knew you didn't just come here to apologize to me"
Spike took a few steps backwards hoping that if he distanced himself from Buffy she wouldn't be able to hear his thoughts. She couldn't find out about his soul. Not like this.
"I'm not hiding anything," he mumbled. 'This is not good.'
"No Spike," Buffy replied though he hadn't said a word. "This is definitely not good."
"Maybe Willow can help," suggested Anya. "I can't break the spell but she's much more powerful than me."
"She's in England with Giles," began Buffy. "But they were planning on coming to Sunnydale sometime this month anyway. I guess a few days sooner won't hurt."
Spike felt somewhat better about the possibility of Red breaking the spell, but he was still not pleased with the idea of Buffy reading his mind for the next few days.
Buffy heard Spike's concerns and gave him a small smile. She could only imagine how she would feel if it were Spike reading her mind.
"Don't worry," she whispered to him. "Your secrets are safe with me."
"I know," he said. "You're the only one I can trust anymore." 'Even though I know you'll never trust me,' he couldn't help but think.
They made eye contact for a moment, both knowing Buffy had heard that last part. They headed back to Buffy's house to make the call to England. Hopefully, Willow and Giles could get to Sunnydale... fast.
Buffy ran over to Spike and found him struggling to stand among the maze of garbage bags.
"What the bloody hell was that?" he exclaimed still unsure of what had just attacked him.
"It was Anya," said a breathless Buffy. "Well she didn't mean to... I sort of made a wish."
"Sorry!" said Anya as she caught up with the two blonds. "But don't blame me. It was your girlfriend's fault."
"I'm not his girl..." began Buffy but thought better of it. Now was not the time to start a fight.
'I knew it. I come, do nothing but apologize, and Buffy still finds some reason to attack me.'
"Hey!" said Buffy, frowning at now standing vampire. "That's not fair?"
Spike looked at her as if she had grown two heads. "What's not fair? I didn't say anything?"
"Yes you did," replied the confused Slayer. "You just accused me of attacking you."
"Umm... luv," began Spike. I was thinking that but I'm pretty sure I didn't say it out loud."
"Anya," Buffy turned to the red-headed vengeance demon. "You heard him, didn't you?"
Anya shifted uncomfortably from leg to leg. "No... he didn't say anything, but he was thinking it. Hence the wish."
"What wish?" asked the clearly confused vampire.
Buffy couldn't believe this was happening. "You mean when I wished to know his thoughts? I didn't really mean it Anya. It was a figure of speech."
"It doesn't matter," replied Anya. "I don't have control over what happens after you make a wish. You wish it and I grant it. Those are the rules."
"You wished to know my thoughts?" cut in Spike. He was finally starting to piece together what was happening. "And you just heard what I was thinking... you're telling me everything I think, you know?"
Anya nodded her head. "That's how it works."
"Anya, you have to reverse it," pleaded Buffy.
"I can't. Without permission from my superiors I can't change any wishes," Anya said in a barely audible voice. "Sorry guys."
'Buffy can't read my thoughts... she can't find out about my...'
Buffy raised her eyebrows. "I can't find out about what Spike? You're hiding something aren't you? I knew it! I knew you didn't just come here to apologize to me"
Spike took a few steps backwards hoping that if he distanced himself from Buffy she wouldn't be able to hear his thoughts. She couldn't find out about his soul. Not like this.
"I'm not hiding anything," he mumbled. 'This is not good.'
"No Spike," Buffy replied though he hadn't said a word. "This is definitely not good."
"Maybe Willow can help," suggested Anya. "I can't break the spell but she's much more powerful than me."
"She's in England with Giles," began Buffy. "But they were planning on coming to Sunnydale sometime this month anyway. I guess a few days sooner won't hurt."
Spike felt somewhat better about the possibility of Red breaking the spell, but he was still not pleased with the idea of Buffy reading his mind for the next few days.
Buffy heard Spike's concerns and gave him a small smile. She could only imagine how she would feel if it were Spike reading her mind.
"Don't worry," she whispered to him. "Your secrets are safe with me."
"I know," he said. "You're the only one I can trust anymore." 'Even though I know you'll never trust me,' he couldn't help but think.
They made eye contact for a moment, both knowing Buffy had heard that last part. They headed back to Buffy's house to make the call to England. Hopefully, Willow and Giles could get to Sunnydale... fast.