spuffyfan-1: Buffy might die... Or she might not.

moluvsnumber17: He's not going to go after her and save her, she wasn't in danger... Yet.

"There were demons, lots of them. I thought for sure I was gonna get caught," Buffy said, looking from Faith to Giles.

"You should've waited for me B. What were you thinking going alone?" Faith said, jumping off of Giles desk, and starting to play with her hands.

"I was thinking straight Faith," Buffy said. "We couldn't let them know we were on to them. And we couldn't have taken them all down tonight."

"We could've tried. And died trying," Faith said. "That's what we do."

"Then who would save the world? Ethan would destroy it, and all of humanity on it," Buffy said.

Giles looked at her, confused. "The world? I..."

"Turns out Ethan isn't after me just for fun. He wants me out of the picture because he thought I was the only Slayer. He's planning to end the world Giles, not murder me."

"How do you know this?" Giles asked, leaning back on the arm of the sofa, wiping his glasses on his shirt.

"I overheard it while I was there. Hello, that was the whole point. Where have you been?" she asked. "Anyway... He's planning on opening some portal thingy, so that all the walls seperating demensions will crumble. But that's not going to happen. I'm going to stop him."

"Correction B, we're going to stop him," Faith said. "You're not doing this alone."

"'S right," Spike said, walking into the room. "Don't tell me I can't be there Buffy."

Buffy sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "Spike, not now..."

"I just want to help," he said. "You're letting... Grandpa 'ere go, why not me? At least I have some..."

"Vampire in you, yeah, we've heard," Faith said, rolling her eyes. "So, I might as well bring Angel along, huh? Make this a 'family' gathering."

"Faith, you didn't..." Buffy said, knowing by the look in her twin's eye that something wasn't right. "Did you tell Angel what we are?"

"Might have slipped..." Faith said, looking to the floor. "But you told your boyfriend."

"What are you, three?" Buffy said. "The only reason Spike knows is because, one, it's kinda hard to cover up turning a man to dust, and two, he's part vampire, so he's kinda already in the loop." She turned to Spike. "But no, you aren't coming."

"Buffy, please..." he said. I need to be there. I can't let you die again, he thought.

"Why are you so persistant?" Faith asked. "It's a big turn-off."

"If she told you that you couldn't go, you would be bloody persistant too," Spike said. "I love you Buffy, and I want to be there to make sure you don't..."

"Don't..." Buffy said, then sighed. "I'm not going to die Spike."

"You don't know that," he said, then turned and walked into his room, closing the door quietly.

Buffy sat down on the sofa and Faith sat next to her. "Want me to go beat some sense into his British ass?"

Buffy smiled. "I think it's best if I just go talk to him..."

Faith nodded, and moved out of the way so that Buffy could get by. She disappeared into the bedroom, and Faith turned to Giles.

"She's not one to ask for help," he said.

"No, she's not. Stubborn old B, never wanting to involve anyone," Faith said.

"Spike would be a good... Partner, in fighting Ethan. He just needs some training."

"And that's what we have you for," Faith said, smiling. "Think you can make him into a Slayer in less than... Ten hours."

"Well, I can't work miracles."
Spike was lying in his bed, a single tear running down his cheek. He closed his eyes, and started to drift off...

There was a big portal, bright with light, just floating in the air. Spike looked around himself, and saw Faith and Angel staring at it.

Buffy was in front of him. He looked down to her tiny wrist that strongly gripped his arm, before looking back up at her, locking eyes.

"I have to do this," she whispered, tears streaming down her face. "I'm the Slayer."

"Isn't there another way?" he asked, his voice shaky.

She shook her head. "No. I've done this death thing before, I'm an expert," she joked, but neither laughed. "I love you."

She leaned up on her tip-toes and kissed him passionately, putting all of her love for him in it, before turning to run towards the portal. Spike screamed after her to come back, but she ignored him and kept going. Until she was gone.

"Buffy!"

"Buffy!"

Spike's eyes shot open, and he looked to the blonde who sat beside him. She had a look of concern and worry on her face. She took his hand in hers, and kissed the back of it.

"Dreaming about me?" she asked, smiling.

"More like a nightmare..." he whispered, hoping she wouldn't hear, but she did.

"I caught that," she said. "Nightmare? Am I really that bad?"

"'S not like that luv," he said, sitting up, resting against the wall.

"Then what's it like?" she asked. "You can tell me Spike, and really, you don't have a choice. I'm not leaving here till you tell me."

He sighed. "It'll just... No."

"Don't make me hurt you," she said. "I don't want to, but I will."

He reached out and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Can I really deny that demand?"

She smiled, and he continued. "I had a nightmare pet, that you died again. There was a portal of some sort, and we were talking... You had to jump into it, you said there was no other way..."

Buffy swallowed, and looked down at their intertwined hands, before looking back up at him. She put on a fake smile and said, "It's just a dream. And even if it isn't, and that has to be done, I'm willing to do it."

"What about me, us?"

"You knew what I was, what my duty was when we first started this 'us', and you still kept with me. I love you, and the last thing I want to do is leave you, but my slaying... It comes first," she said.

He nodded. "Well then, I'm going with you."

"No, you're not. It's too dangerous Spike, I've told you this. You don't know what you're doing. All you know is you have strength, and you can' fight, but you don't know 'how' to."

The door opened, and Buffy turned. Giles entered the room, and looked from one to the other.

"Am I... Interrupting?" he asked.

"No, we were just talking Giles," Buffy said.

"Oh, well... Faith and myself feel that Spike would be a handy accessory in our attempt to defeat Ethan. I can... I can start training him, and maybe by tonight, we'll have some sort of a warrior."

"You can't be serious," Buffy said, standing up.

"I think he is," Spike said, looking to Buffy, then to Giles. "Let's start the training old man, if you think you can take me."

"It's not a matter of... 'Taking'. It is a matter of getting you ready to fight. You won't be fighting me. But maybe later on, you could spar with Faith or Buffy," Giles said. "Now come come, we don't have long."

Spike looked to Buffy before jumping off the bed. She stood there, and watched as they left. She was the one who always had control. She was the one who always decided who fought and who didn't. And now Giles was taking control, the way it should be. I don't like this, Buffy thought.
Guess I did have time after all, haha.