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Chapter Eight
Getting Deeper and Deeper
The week passed quickly. Too quickly for Spike. He had been staying with Giles, distancing himself from Buffy and Dawn. It was driving him crazy, by the time Friday rolled around. It was storming; lightning glinted in the sky, thunder roared and rain fell in sheets. 'It's like the Powers know what I'm about to do.' Spike thought before walking into Willy's. Immediately he felt a change in the air. The two vampires from before came up leading him into the sewers.
Upon entering a large chamber, Spike saw about ten black clad vampires and one person sitting on a strange throne. Basilicus was only about in his early thirties when he was changed. The man's eyes was what caught you first, they were pure black no white at all. The man had short black hair and he wore all dark blue.
"Spike, is it?" Basilicus said.
"Yes, and you must be the Head Honcho around here," Spike drawled. Basilicus gave a deep laugh.
"That I am, young one. I believe you can help me. Come, let's talk privately," Basilicus said standing. He moved towards the door behind the throne. Spike followed. He walked into a smaller room. A red lush carpet lay under his feet. The stonewalls were covered with black hangings. Black leather chairs were the main furniture in the room.
"So, mate, let's get down to business," Spike said as he grabbed his pack of cigarettes.
"Oh, I like the way you think. I hear you have the slayer in an interesting position. You can get me the slayer, hand deliver her even. I like that but of course you'll want a reward in return," Basilicus said pacing.
"Yes, of course, I want a reward. I'm not like your bloody gits out there," Spike replied sitting down in one of the chairs.
"Well, before you even prove your loyalty I want to get rid of the chip. Then you'll bring me one of the slayers friends, of course, she will come with your help. I want to see her technique before I fight her. Her friend will tell her about you and then we will slowly break her down. I will kill her and drink her blood," Basilicus said rubbing his hands together.
"Fine but no bonds on me. I'm nobody's pet. You'll get your slayer but what about after she's dead?" Spike asked.
"Agreed. After she's dead, you'll be in control of Sunnydale; it's your reward. So do we have a deal, no bonds, the chip out, slayer friend, slayer and Sunnydale?" Basilicus asked holding out his hand.
"Deal," Spike said placing his hand in Basilicus's. Spike felt a distinct pain in his skull, his world spun and then a small chip was floating in the air.
"Will you do the honour?" he asked. Spike grabbed the chip and seemingly crushing it to pieces. Instead he slipped it into his pocket for Willow to look at. The older man smiled. "Call me Basil for we are now closer than brothers. For we will soon rid ourselves of the slayer." He laughed insanely. Spike shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Basil coughed. "Sorry about that. Better get going."
"Yes, wouldn't want the slayer getting suspicious. Oh and if one of your lackeys follow me, I won't even stop to think, I will kill them," Spike said walking to the door.
"Of course," Basil replied. Spike nodded walking out the door his duster billowing behind him for a dramatic effect.
Buffy paced the living room of Giles' place. Spike had let her sit in on the conversation. She had relayed it all to Giles who took notes for later use. The thing that scared her was he had killed someone on the way home to make it look convincing that he was back to his old self. The human blood had turned his stomach she could feel it. Willow watched her friend worriedly. She had heard everything Buffy had relayed. Spike walked in through the door and Buffy practically pounced on him.
"Bathroom," He groaned pushing her away and fleeing. Willow looked at Buffy.
"The human blood he drank wasn't mine," She explained. Giles took his glasses off.
"That is strange, why would his body reject human blood, he's a vampire after all," Giles said thoughtfully.
"She's my mate, my body will reject all other human blood from now on. There are two types of vampire mates., Spike explained before sitting down and holding his head. "Aspirin please." Willow went to get it. Buffy sat down beside him putting a hand on his shoulder.
"The no chip giving you a headache?" she asked as Willow returned. Spike took the aspirin gratefully. He shook his head.
"Vampires can have two types of mates, one's they choose are most common and the other is chosen by the Powers, these types of mates are extremely rare," Giles read from a thick book. Spike nodded.
"The second kind becomes immortal after they meet the vampire. They stop aging at the age the vampire was changed. Kind of like what humans call soul mates, I guess. Never have to feed off another human again," He said before leaning on Buffy. His head was swimming his thoughts were jumbled. Buffy gently took off his duster grabbed the chip out of it and handed it to Willow. She pulled her shirt strap to expose her neck.
"Drink, it'll make you feel better," She said. Spike changed and she felt his teeth sink into the flesh. Her body seemed to realize there was no chip her body was tingling with excitement. Spike pulled away, instantly he could smell her arousal. He shook his head to get rid of the thought of jumping her.
"Thanks. I feel better now," He said. Buffy nodded. 'By now my body shouldn't be reacting to this,' She thought. Spike chuckled softly.
"What's so funny?" she asked staring at him.
"Your thoughts. I thought you had it figured it out by now," He said.
"Figured what out?" Giles asked looking up from his book. Buffy blushed lightly.
"The bite doesn't hurt and her body reacts to it," Spike said keeping his eyes closed.
"What?" Willow exclaimed looking at Buffy.
"I don't understand," Giles said looking back and forth between Spike, Willow and Buffy.
"Giles, um...what Spike is trying to say is...Buffy becomes –"
"I get it! No need to explain," Giles said cutting off Willow. Buffy and Willow giggled at the flustered man. "What about Spike's reaction?" The ex-Watcher turned his attention to the blond vampire. Spike glared at the younger man.
"Like how all vampires react to the drinking of blood just a lot worse," He replied leaning his head back on the couch.
"And that would be?" Willow asked. Buffy's eyes widened.
"Like me only worse right?" Buffy asked earning a nod from Spike.
"It's rumoured that vampires have an overactive sex drive," Giles said. Spike laughed.
"That we do. It comes with the drinking of blood," He said leaving it at that. Buffy stared at him; he gently put a finger under her chin closing her mouth. "You didn't get the nice perks being with the poof."
"Ya think," She said before clapping her hand over her mouth. Spike grinned before taking her hand away. She was caught off guard as he kissed her. He took advantage of her slightly open lips and slid his tongue into her mouth. Spike explored every crevice of her warm depths before pulling away to let Buffy breathe. Just as he was about to kiss her again a cough interrupted. They turned to see a flustered Giles and a glowing Willow.
"I'm guessing the second one is done then," Giles said not making eye contact with Buffy.
"Yeah. Need more research on the third bond now," Buffy replied quietly.
"Of course," Giles said.
"I have to go. I will tell you what I find out about the chip. Bye," Willow said before exiting the door.
"I'm staying the night," Buffy said curling up on top of Spike who had laid down. Giles sighed.
"Good night, you two," Giles said before heading to bed. Spike gently played with her hair as they fell asleep in each other's presence. He knew in the morning he was going to regret this, as he would have to push away again.
To Be Continued...
There it is chapter eight. Chapter nine is started so it shouldn't be too far along. Please Review.
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