A/N: Ok, I think this is going to be the start of possibly three or fewer
chapters. Eep, we're down to the line here. I hope to add a few surprises
and twists at the end. I hope you enjoy this chapter don't know when I'll
be able to update again, hopefully sometimes soon so I won't have to leave
you all hanging. Enjoy.
.:Faith:.
P.S. I'm going to separate 'scenes' by . hopefully this works this time
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not the characters. Although I would really like to own spike. Anyway nothing is mine sadly, the little exerts with Buffy and spike talking after the car is from a really good book vengeance in death by J.D. Robb. Check it out, it's really good. I don't own that either.
Rating: R
Chapter Ten:
"Summers? Buffy what's wrong?" Xander asked concerned as he saw her crumple the paper
Buffy had to control her temper when she spoke.
"It's nothing. Just another cocky bastard who thinks he got the better of me."
Xander and Buffy exited the apartment and headed for the lobby where Buffy had told everyone to meet.
"I don't know how he knew, but Peele knew we where coming and if I find out that anyone leaked something to him there will be hell to pay, believe me." Buffy said in a low voice
.
Buffy stormed into her apartment and slammed the door shut.
"I'm guessing you didn't catch him" came Spike's voice from the living room
"Why are you always here when I'm pissed?" Buffy asked as she pressed the heel of her hands into her green eyes.
"Don't know, must be lucky or something."
"We lost him. Either he knew we were coming or someone tipped him, I don't know. But we lost him,"
"I'm sorry." Spike said moving toward Buffy. Just as he was about to catch her in an embrace she backed away
"No. I'm too pissed for this right now."
"Alright then. Do you want me to leave you alone?"
"Yes, if you wouldn't mind."
Spike walked silently out the door, leaving Buffy behind in the dark.
.
Buffy walked into her Division with a low head.
"No one blames you Summers." Came a voice from the cube, she wasn't sure who it belonged to
She just nodded and made her way to her office.
Buffy shut the door, hung her jacket on the rack and sat down.
She began to write her updated report on how she failed to capture a suspect.
When she was finished she decided to hand deliver the report to Commander Lockley herself. She knocked on the door when she got to the Commander's office and stepped in when motioned forward.
"Here is my updated report sir." Buffy said laying the report on her desk
Buffy started to leave but she stopped herself.
"Commander I have to tell you something."
"What is it?"
"I lied earlier. I had- have a personal connection with Spike Raleigh." Buffy confessed
"I figured you did from the way you got rigid and kept your face emotionless and your eyes flat." Kate said looking up from her computer
"I shouldn't have lied earlier. I will hand this case over to someone else if you see fit."
"Summers shut the hell up and sit down."
Buffy opened her mouth about to say something then shut it, thinking better of it, and sat in a chair opposite Kate.
"Are you still seeing Spike?" Kate asked, studying Buffy carefully
"Yes."
"And you said you have a killer?"
"Yes."
"So I don't see a problem with you seeing Spike as long as he is eliminated from the suspect list."
"Yes, but sir, I lied to you an Internal investigator."
"Jesus Summers do you have to do everything the hard way?" Kate asked with the faintest of smiles
Buffy returned the smile and said, "Yes sir I do."
"Work on that." Kate said returning to the work that awaited her on her computer
Recognizing the sign of dismissal, Buffy exited the room and proceeded to her own office.
.
An hour later, Buffy received a phone call from a lawyer. A lawyer that Buffy had distaste for.
"Why are you harassing my client?" Lindsey's voice said as soon as the call came through
"I did not in any way harass your client Mr. McDonald." Buffy slowly keeping her temper at bay
"I just got a phone call from Mr. Meers, saying how you came into his private home, bullied him into answering your questions and when he wouldn't you harassed him into answering them. Tell me Detective, what kind of Investigation are you running here?"
"I am running a solid investigation here Mr. McDonald and if you think otherwise than you can file an official complaint. Now why don't you stop wasting my time so that I can run my investigation, and you can go back and go defend the murderers." Buffy snarled into the phone as she heard Lindsey about to protest but was cut off by Buffy slamming the phone down.
"I swear to god if I get called Detective in that tone by some fucking lawyer again, someone's going to be in pain." Buffy said as she kicked her desk
.
Tara walked into the conference room that Buffy had scheduled disheveled and giddy.
"What's with you?" Buffy asked
"No- nothing." Tara cleared her throat since it was feeling dry and scratchy
Willow walked in just as Buffy whirled around and sniffed Tara's neck.
"Is that perfume I smell Detective?"
"Um-maybe." Tara blushed furiously as she caught a glimpse of Willow
Buffy caught the exchange and backed away.
"I don't want to know. For sweet Jesus sake. I don't want to know." She said as she busied herself with putting up the murder board
Tara and Willow looked at each other again, smiled shyly and blushed.
The rest of the team came bustling in and had a seat.
"Alright, everyone, this is the man that we are looking for. His name is Hank Peele. I think that he might have exited the premises in a disguise. McClay? Did anyone leave the apartment building?"
"Uh- two women around mid to late forties, both deep in conversation. A man around fifty, black hair around five feet ten inches, medium build. A pizza- "
"Stop. That was our guy." Buffy said
"Are you sure?" Tara asked
"Fits description. Alright people, we're looking for a man around fifty years of age, around five ten, black hair medium build. Goes by Hank Peele or possibly an alias. I need everything you got on this guy and I need it ASAP." Buffy said looking at Willow and Xander
"Digging up something like that is going to take some time." Willow said
"We don't have time. I need you to do it as fast as possible."
"Alright, I'll see what I can get you."
"The rest of you are dismissed." Buffy said as she turned to study the murder board
Where are you, you son of a bitch? She thought. He'd probably pick someplace with style, doesn't like to live in discomfort, not like when I was little. He likes disguises but isn't afraid to show his true colors. He's arrogant, cocky and out to get women as a whole. That's why he picked me. He wanted me to be in on this case because I'm connected to him.
Buffy took a breath in and drew it out quickly.
Oh this all is going to hell in a hand basket, she thought cynically.
.
As Buffy was sitting at her home office drinking coffee, waiting for Willow to turn something up, she got a phone call.
"Summers"
"Buffy, I need you to get down to Haunted right now."
"Anya, what's wrong?" Buffy asked concerned, Anya never asked her to go somewhere unless it was high class, something the club Haunted wasn't.
"I just need you to get down here as soon as possible. Don't ask questions. I'm in the back, in a private room, third from the back." Anya clicked off leaving Buffy puzzled as she stared at the phone
Buffy strapped on her weapon, grabbed her jacket and keys and made her way to the car.
.
As Buffy stepped into Haunted she was amazed that people still came here after the smell.
It reeked of stale sex, booze and sweat. The room was lighted a sickly green color and the floor was littered with god knows what.
Buffy looked around and saw a cheap stripper on stage bending her way around a pole to the amusement of a few cock happy thirty something's that were likely married.
Buffy shook her head and moved towards the back of the room.
A large white man who had the balls enough to block her way told her, "You can't go back there."
"Wanna bet?" Buffy asked as she tried to shove him aside
"I said you can't go back there." Said the big beefy guy shoving her backwards
"I'm a cop you dumbass and if you don't get out of my way I'll haul you down to the station and have you arrested for assaulting an officer." Buffy said as she shoved her badge in his face
"This place don't take kindly to cops." He said coming at Buffy
With a well placed knee kick to the groin the beefy man went tumbling to the floor like a tree.
Buffy sniffed and wiped her nose with the back of her hand as she made her way to the third room back.
"No, no please don't. I'm sure she'll be here any minute. Please don't kill me." Buffy heard Anya pleading for her life when she ran down the corridor and busted through the room.
"Well look at that. Seems my daughter has excellent timing." Hank said as he saw Buffy's face
Buffy froze unable of what to do.
"What's the matter? No hug for dear ol' dad?" Hank said with a sickly smile
"Buffy please do something-"Anya began but was cut off by the knife that was being threateningly pressed to her jugular.
"Let her go. This isn't about her. This is about you and me." Buffy said with surprising control
"See, I was going to kill her first. Actually I was going to rape her, but, not enough time. I'll just have to kill her and get the satisfaction that one more whore is out of the world."
As Hank bent his head to lick Anya's throat, Buffy lunged knocking the knife out of Hank's hand as her fist connected with his nose.
Anya rushed up and looked at the display that played before her while she nursed her sore and somewhat bleeding throat.
"Buffy-?"
"Go Anya, do something right for a change!" Buffy yelled as she got up and circled her father.
Anya ran out of the room as fast as she could, she didn't need telling twice.
"So, this is what it's come down to? The father and the daughter, about to duke it out I might assume."
"Don't call me that. I am not your daughter." Buffy snarled
"I am the thing that created you, me and that little whore that gave birth to you."
"You know nothing about me."
"Oh but you're wrong. I know that you're whoring it up with that rich bastard. I know that you have tried so hard to forget everything that I did to you. Guess again little girl. You will never get rid of me." Hank said as he sprung towards her, catching her off guard she fell backwards
He began hitting her, in the head, in her ribs, wherever he could reach.
She pounded back, having the satisfaction when she heard flesh crack bone. She kneed him in the side, trying to get him off of her; he had her by at least a good 45 pounds.
There was a sickening cracking noise and she wasn't sure if that was his ribs cracking or the cartilage in her knee moving.
She got up off the dust covered floor and circled him again, ignoring the searing pain that shot through her leg every time she took a step.
"I am going to love shutting the door on your cage and knowing that won't ever come out." Buffy gave him an evil smile
"You'll have to catch me and restrain me first." Hank said as he lunged at her again.
Buffy had just enough time to pivot and bring her fist to his face. She heard bone crunching together and assumed that she had broken something but she didn't really care.
Hank fell hard on the floor bringing up dust when he finally hit the ground.
Buffy stood over him, looking at him with disgust, hatred and loathing.
"I beat you, you son of a bitch." She said quietly as she limped towards the door and pulled out her communicator to call for backup
Spike came rushing in the room and all but ran into Buffy.
"Are you alright? Are you hurt?" Spike asked in a rush
"I'm not going to even ask how you knew I was here. I have some minor stuff, nothing to worry about." Buffy said brushing him off
"Love, your face has seen better days and as for your shoulder and your knee? You need to have someone look at that."
"I said I'm fine." Buffy said angrily
Spike looked over her shoulder and the worried look on his face soon turned to dangerous hatred.
"Is that your father?" he asked, his voice strangely cool
"Yes" Buffy said quietly
"Give me a minute with him."
"Spike, backup will be here in a minute-"
"I said give me a minute, stall if you have to. Just leave."
Buffy reluctantly walked out the door and shut it behind her.
.
Spike walked over to Hank and pressed his palm over his mouth to wake him up. Hank stirred violently and Spike just shot him a wicked smile.
"So you're the man that raped and beat the woman I love?" Spike asked calmly
Hank didn't answer; he just stared at the floor.
Spike punched his face and let Hank's head fall to the ground again. He then proceeded to grab Hank by the balls, quite literally, and squeeze until Hank was howling in pain.
"Now understand this. You come anywhere near Buffy again, and I will do a lot more than squeeze your balls. I'll kill you, I can promise that." Spike whispered it into Hank's ear as he continued to squeeze.
Spike took Hank's head and slammed it against the dirty floor ensuring that he wasn't going to wake up soon.
Spike exited the room and supported Buffy with his arm.
"What did you do?" Buffy asked with mock concern
"I handled it."
Not wanting to press the matter further, Buffy let it drop.
"He's in the back, third room back" Buffy said to two uniformed officers that had made their way through the club.
Spike and Buffy walked outside into the fresh night air and took it in.
Anya came running up to Buffy and nearly trampled her in a hug.
"Oh god thank you! I could have died! You saved my life Summers, I owe you one." Anya said
"Yeah you do." Buffy said as she watched Anya trot off to her car, Must be hyped up on pain blockers Buffy thought.
"You should have an MT look at your wounds while we're here." Spike said as he began dragging her in the direction of the ambulance.
"I'm fine."
Buffy gagged and protested as Spike bent her head back and poured water laced with a blocker down her throat.
Spike's mouth was on Buffy's and she had to swallow instead of choking.
"That was low." She said as she caught her breath back
"Yes it was, and I'm assuming I'll have to pay for that later?" Spike asked a little too hopefully
"Yes, yes you will."
"Ah, Buffy, love, there's one more thing."
"Hmm? What is it?" she asked, she could already feel the blocker going to her head and making her woozy
"I want you to marry me." He said seriously
Buffy thought about it for a minute then decided she didn't really hear him. She stumbled backwards a little and asked again, "You want me to what you?"
He couldn't help but laugh a little at his love's answer.
"I want you to marry me." He told her again
Buffy looked at him, really looked. He had dust and grime on his black trousers that probably cost him a mint, he had a few fresh bruises forming on his arms and face, where those came from, she didn't know. And she thought that the blocker had too much control of her brain at the moment.
"We're standing here . . . well, I'm standing here, beat to shit. Walking away from a crime scene from which I almost got killed, from which you almost killed my killer. My father is being towed away on a gurney to a nearby hospital from something you did, which I don't want to know because I'll have to cover it up anyway. And you want me to marry you?"
"Yes." Spike said quite simply
"Oh. Ok then."
Buffy blinked then laughed as Spike grabbed her by the waist, lifted her up in the air and kissed her.
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A/N: Well there you go. That's it. The end. ::sniffle:: I hoped you enjoyed Raped in Death. Look for my sequel Acting in Death. I have it brewing in my head and it should good . . .if not better than this one. : ) I'm going to post an epilogue tomorrow or tonight if its Tuesday. I hope you enjoyed my story as much as I enjoyed writing it, and I hope to see your reviews in the future : )
All my love,
.:Faith:.
.:Faith:.
P.S. I'm going to separate 'scenes' by . hopefully this works this time
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not the characters. Although I would really like to own spike. Anyway nothing is mine sadly, the little exerts with Buffy and spike talking after the car is from a really good book vengeance in death by J.D. Robb. Check it out, it's really good. I don't own that either.
Rating: R
Chapter Ten:
"Summers? Buffy what's wrong?" Xander asked concerned as he saw her crumple the paper
Buffy had to control her temper when she spoke.
"It's nothing. Just another cocky bastard who thinks he got the better of me."
Xander and Buffy exited the apartment and headed for the lobby where Buffy had told everyone to meet.
"I don't know how he knew, but Peele knew we where coming and if I find out that anyone leaked something to him there will be hell to pay, believe me." Buffy said in a low voice
.
Buffy stormed into her apartment and slammed the door shut.
"I'm guessing you didn't catch him" came Spike's voice from the living room
"Why are you always here when I'm pissed?" Buffy asked as she pressed the heel of her hands into her green eyes.
"Don't know, must be lucky or something."
"We lost him. Either he knew we were coming or someone tipped him, I don't know. But we lost him,"
"I'm sorry." Spike said moving toward Buffy. Just as he was about to catch her in an embrace she backed away
"No. I'm too pissed for this right now."
"Alright then. Do you want me to leave you alone?"
"Yes, if you wouldn't mind."
Spike walked silently out the door, leaving Buffy behind in the dark.
.
Buffy walked into her Division with a low head.
"No one blames you Summers." Came a voice from the cube, she wasn't sure who it belonged to
She just nodded and made her way to her office.
Buffy shut the door, hung her jacket on the rack and sat down.
She began to write her updated report on how she failed to capture a suspect.
When she was finished she decided to hand deliver the report to Commander Lockley herself. She knocked on the door when she got to the Commander's office and stepped in when motioned forward.
"Here is my updated report sir." Buffy said laying the report on her desk
Buffy started to leave but she stopped herself.
"Commander I have to tell you something."
"What is it?"
"I lied earlier. I had- have a personal connection with Spike Raleigh." Buffy confessed
"I figured you did from the way you got rigid and kept your face emotionless and your eyes flat." Kate said looking up from her computer
"I shouldn't have lied earlier. I will hand this case over to someone else if you see fit."
"Summers shut the hell up and sit down."
Buffy opened her mouth about to say something then shut it, thinking better of it, and sat in a chair opposite Kate.
"Are you still seeing Spike?" Kate asked, studying Buffy carefully
"Yes."
"And you said you have a killer?"
"Yes."
"So I don't see a problem with you seeing Spike as long as he is eliminated from the suspect list."
"Yes, but sir, I lied to you an Internal investigator."
"Jesus Summers do you have to do everything the hard way?" Kate asked with the faintest of smiles
Buffy returned the smile and said, "Yes sir I do."
"Work on that." Kate said returning to the work that awaited her on her computer
Recognizing the sign of dismissal, Buffy exited the room and proceeded to her own office.
.
An hour later, Buffy received a phone call from a lawyer. A lawyer that Buffy had distaste for.
"Why are you harassing my client?" Lindsey's voice said as soon as the call came through
"I did not in any way harass your client Mr. McDonald." Buffy slowly keeping her temper at bay
"I just got a phone call from Mr. Meers, saying how you came into his private home, bullied him into answering your questions and when he wouldn't you harassed him into answering them. Tell me Detective, what kind of Investigation are you running here?"
"I am running a solid investigation here Mr. McDonald and if you think otherwise than you can file an official complaint. Now why don't you stop wasting my time so that I can run my investigation, and you can go back and go defend the murderers." Buffy snarled into the phone as she heard Lindsey about to protest but was cut off by Buffy slamming the phone down.
"I swear to god if I get called Detective in that tone by some fucking lawyer again, someone's going to be in pain." Buffy said as she kicked her desk
.
Tara walked into the conference room that Buffy had scheduled disheveled and giddy.
"What's with you?" Buffy asked
"No- nothing." Tara cleared her throat since it was feeling dry and scratchy
Willow walked in just as Buffy whirled around and sniffed Tara's neck.
"Is that perfume I smell Detective?"
"Um-maybe." Tara blushed furiously as she caught a glimpse of Willow
Buffy caught the exchange and backed away.
"I don't want to know. For sweet Jesus sake. I don't want to know." She said as she busied herself with putting up the murder board
Tara and Willow looked at each other again, smiled shyly and blushed.
The rest of the team came bustling in and had a seat.
"Alright, everyone, this is the man that we are looking for. His name is Hank Peele. I think that he might have exited the premises in a disguise. McClay? Did anyone leave the apartment building?"
"Uh- two women around mid to late forties, both deep in conversation. A man around fifty, black hair around five feet ten inches, medium build. A pizza- "
"Stop. That was our guy." Buffy said
"Are you sure?" Tara asked
"Fits description. Alright people, we're looking for a man around fifty years of age, around five ten, black hair medium build. Goes by Hank Peele or possibly an alias. I need everything you got on this guy and I need it ASAP." Buffy said looking at Willow and Xander
"Digging up something like that is going to take some time." Willow said
"We don't have time. I need you to do it as fast as possible."
"Alright, I'll see what I can get you."
"The rest of you are dismissed." Buffy said as she turned to study the murder board
Where are you, you son of a bitch? She thought. He'd probably pick someplace with style, doesn't like to live in discomfort, not like when I was little. He likes disguises but isn't afraid to show his true colors. He's arrogant, cocky and out to get women as a whole. That's why he picked me. He wanted me to be in on this case because I'm connected to him.
Buffy took a breath in and drew it out quickly.
Oh this all is going to hell in a hand basket, she thought cynically.
.
As Buffy was sitting at her home office drinking coffee, waiting for Willow to turn something up, she got a phone call.
"Summers"
"Buffy, I need you to get down to Haunted right now."
"Anya, what's wrong?" Buffy asked concerned, Anya never asked her to go somewhere unless it was high class, something the club Haunted wasn't.
"I just need you to get down here as soon as possible. Don't ask questions. I'm in the back, in a private room, third from the back." Anya clicked off leaving Buffy puzzled as she stared at the phone
Buffy strapped on her weapon, grabbed her jacket and keys and made her way to the car.
.
As Buffy stepped into Haunted she was amazed that people still came here after the smell.
It reeked of stale sex, booze and sweat. The room was lighted a sickly green color and the floor was littered with god knows what.
Buffy looked around and saw a cheap stripper on stage bending her way around a pole to the amusement of a few cock happy thirty something's that were likely married.
Buffy shook her head and moved towards the back of the room.
A large white man who had the balls enough to block her way told her, "You can't go back there."
"Wanna bet?" Buffy asked as she tried to shove him aside
"I said you can't go back there." Said the big beefy guy shoving her backwards
"I'm a cop you dumbass and if you don't get out of my way I'll haul you down to the station and have you arrested for assaulting an officer." Buffy said as she shoved her badge in his face
"This place don't take kindly to cops." He said coming at Buffy
With a well placed knee kick to the groin the beefy man went tumbling to the floor like a tree.
Buffy sniffed and wiped her nose with the back of her hand as she made her way to the third room back.
"No, no please don't. I'm sure she'll be here any minute. Please don't kill me." Buffy heard Anya pleading for her life when she ran down the corridor and busted through the room.
"Well look at that. Seems my daughter has excellent timing." Hank said as he saw Buffy's face
Buffy froze unable of what to do.
"What's the matter? No hug for dear ol' dad?" Hank said with a sickly smile
"Buffy please do something-"Anya began but was cut off by the knife that was being threateningly pressed to her jugular.
"Let her go. This isn't about her. This is about you and me." Buffy said with surprising control
"See, I was going to kill her first. Actually I was going to rape her, but, not enough time. I'll just have to kill her and get the satisfaction that one more whore is out of the world."
As Hank bent his head to lick Anya's throat, Buffy lunged knocking the knife out of Hank's hand as her fist connected with his nose.
Anya rushed up and looked at the display that played before her while she nursed her sore and somewhat bleeding throat.
"Buffy-?"
"Go Anya, do something right for a change!" Buffy yelled as she got up and circled her father.
Anya ran out of the room as fast as she could, she didn't need telling twice.
"So, this is what it's come down to? The father and the daughter, about to duke it out I might assume."
"Don't call me that. I am not your daughter." Buffy snarled
"I am the thing that created you, me and that little whore that gave birth to you."
"You know nothing about me."
"Oh but you're wrong. I know that you're whoring it up with that rich bastard. I know that you have tried so hard to forget everything that I did to you. Guess again little girl. You will never get rid of me." Hank said as he sprung towards her, catching her off guard she fell backwards
He began hitting her, in the head, in her ribs, wherever he could reach.
She pounded back, having the satisfaction when she heard flesh crack bone. She kneed him in the side, trying to get him off of her; he had her by at least a good 45 pounds.
There was a sickening cracking noise and she wasn't sure if that was his ribs cracking or the cartilage in her knee moving.
She got up off the dust covered floor and circled him again, ignoring the searing pain that shot through her leg every time she took a step.
"I am going to love shutting the door on your cage and knowing that won't ever come out." Buffy gave him an evil smile
"You'll have to catch me and restrain me first." Hank said as he lunged at her again.
Buffy had just enough time to pivot and bring her fist to his face. She heard bone crunching together and assumed that she had broken something but she didn't really care.
Hank fell hard on the floor bringing up dust when he finally hit the ground.
Buffy stood over him, looking at him with disgust, hatred and loathing.
"I beat you, you son of a bitch." She said quietly as she limped towards the door and pulled out her communicator to call for backup
Spike came rushing in the room and all but ran into Buffy.
"Are you alright? Are you hurt?" Spike asked in a rush
"I'm not going to even ask how you knew I was here. I have some minor stuff, nothing to worry about." Buffy said brushing him off
"Love, your face has seen better days and as for your shoulder and your knee? You need to have someone look at that."
"I said I'm fine." Buffy said angrily
Spike looked over her shoulder and the worried look on his face soon turned to dangerous hatred.
"Is that your father?" he asked, his voice strangely cool
"Yes" Buffy said quietly
"Give me a minute with him."
"Spike, backup will be here in a minute-"
"I said give me a minute, stall if you have to. Just leave."
Buffy reluctantly walked out the door and shut it behind her.
.
Spike walked over to Hank and pressed his palm over his mouth to wake him up. Hank stirred violently and Spike just shot him a wicked smile.
"So you're the man that raped and beat the woman I love?" Spike asked calmly
Hank didn't answer; he just stared at the floor.
Spike punched his face and let Hank's head fall to the ground again. He then proceeded to grab Hank by the balls, quite literally, and squeeze until Hank was howling in pain.
"Now understand this. You come anywhere near Buffy again, and I will do a lot more than squeeze your balls. I'll kill you, I can promise that." Spike whispered it into Hank's ear as he continued to squeeze.
Spike took Hank's head and slammed it against the dirty floor ensuring that he wasn't going to wake up soon.
Spike exited the room and supported Buffy with his arm.
"What did you do?" Buffy asked with mock concern
"I handled it."
Not wanting to press the matter further, Buffy let it drop.
"He's in the back, third room back" Buffy said to two uniformed officers that had made their way through the club.
Spike and Buffy walked outside into the fresh night air and took it in.
Anya came running up to Buffy and nearly trampled her in a hug.
"Oh god thank you! I could have died! You saved my life Summers, I owe you one." Anya said
"Yeah you do." Buffy said as she watched Anya trot off to her car, Must be hyped up on pain blockers Buffy thought.
"You should have an MT look at your wounds while we're here." Spike said as he began dragging her in the direction of the ambulance.
"I'm fine."
Buffy gagged and protested as Spike bent her head back and poured water laced with a blocker down her throat.
Spike's mouth was on Buffy's and she had to swallow instead of choking.
"That was low." She said as she caught her breath back
"Yes it was, and I'm assuming I'll have to pay for that later?" Spike asked a little too hopefully
"Yes, yes you will."
"Ah, Buffy, love, there's one more thing."
"Hmm? What is it?" she asked, she could already feel the blocker going to her head and making her woozy
"I want you to marry me." He said seriously
Buffy thought about it for a minute then decided she didn't really hear him. She stumbled backwards a little and asked again, "You want me to what you?"
He couldn't help but laugh a little at his love's answer.
"I want you to marry me." He told her again
Buffy looked at him, really looked. He had dust and grime on his black trousers that probably cost him a mint, he had a few fresh bruises forming on his arms and face, where those came from, she didn't know. And she thought that the blocker had too much control of her brain at the moment.
"We're standing here . . . well, I'm standing here, beat to shit. Walking away from a crime scene from which I almost got killed, from which you almost killed my killer. My father is being towed away on a gurney to a nearby hospital from something you did, which I don't want to know because I'll have to cover it up anyway. And you want me to marry you?"
"Yes." Spike said quite simply
"Oh. Ok then."
Buffy blinked then laughed as Spike grabbed her by the waist, lifted her up in the air and kissed her.
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A/N: Well there you go. That's it. The end. ::sniffle:: I hoped you enjoyed Raped in Death. Look for my sequel Acting in Death. I have it brewing in my head and it should good . . .if not better than this one. : ) I'm going to post an epilogue tomorrow or tonight if its Tuesday. I hope you enjoyed my story as much as I enjoyed writing it, and I hope to see your reviews in the future : )
All my love,
.:Faith:.