Chapter 12 - Uh oh

Spike laid in bed staring at the ceiling still naked from when I was there about 10 minutes ago.
Suddenly he heard a high pitched scream. He automatically shot up pulling on his jeans and shirt in record time. A few people had came out of their rooms including Darla and Glory.
Without looking at the people peeking out there door. Spike ran as fast as he could to the scream. He was followed by a few staff members also. He was the first one to reach the showers.
When he saw the scene he froze. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
He saw a naked me sitting on the stall floor with my arms wrapped around my legs, I couldn't stop staring at the dead body in front of me. I was in much shock.
"Buffy." he said quietly. I peeked up to see Spike I was so relieved, many employees were coming in behind him. Spike walked over to the bench next to my stall, grabbed my towel and walked over to me carefully. He stepped over the body and knelt down wrapping me in the towel and helping me up. I clung to him not caring who was in the room. Not many of the employees noticed due to the dead body laying in front of them.
He held on to me as he helped me walk to the other side of the room. I couldn't believe what had happened, this just seemed to unreal.
"Buffy. What happened Luv?" He asked me sitting me down. I shook my head trying to recall the memories. "Uh, I was taking a shower and I heard footsteps. I automatically thought it was just me. Then i opened the curtain and Tara's already dead body just fell in. After that I couldn't move."
He nodded. "Do you know who it was?" He asked. he seemed extremely worried. "I have absolutely no idea. "I told him honestly.
"Ok." He said holding me. Neither of us were worried we figured either everyone would be distracted by the body or they would just think that he was comforting me like anyone else would. He absently stroked my hair as he held me.

After I told homicide everything that happened I sat in m room just trying every possible way to get the images of Tara out of my head. I figured I should mark her name off the list of girls but when I reached under my bed it was gone. Completely confused I jumped off my bed and knelt to the floor, I ran my hands under the bed and found nothing. Someone took my notebook. I have one word for you.
Fuck.
We were screwed if that got into the wrong hands. I didn't want to think about that at the moment. I need to get the list of girls back written down so we had a record.
I took out another notebook and a pen. I sat Indian style on my bed and thought up the girls. I remembered there was nine, I quickly scribbled.

9 Girls

I remembered a few.

Fred
Piper
Willow
Phoebe
Amy
and Obviously Tara.
Those were the only I could think of from the top of my head. I had to think a while but then I remembered the rest.


Anya
Lindsey and
Tru

Satisfied I shut the notebook.
As soon as the notebook closed my door opened. I quickly slid the notebook under my bed. Darla and Glory walked in.
Darla came over to my bed and sat down next to me.
"How are you?" She asked with a sympathetic smile.
"Better." I told her and gave her a smile, it was nice knowing she cared. Glory was sitting on her bed reading a magazine clearly not interested.

Later that day when everyone had finally left me alone I walked my way to Spikes room. Everyone was at dinner and I told Cordelia that I wanted to be left alone today and she understood. During dinner was when Spike didn't have to patrol or do anything else. It worked out perfectly. Darla and Glory had came into the habit of bring me dinner every night and they said that they didn't mind.
I walked to Spikes door and opened it. I found him laying on his bed shirtless sound asleep. I smiled he was so cute. You just wanted to give him a teddy bear and take a Polaroid.
I quietly walked in there and stood in front of his bed looking down at him. I smiled then crawled into the bed next to him. I spooned my self up against him, pulled the covers over us both then just laid there thinking about... well everything.
After a few minutes I felt him stir beside me. I wasn't facing him but I could feel him open his eyes. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly he smiled then nuzzled into the hair by my neck.
"Hello Luv."
"Well. Hello." I said turning around to face him. I kissed the tip of his nose then kissed him on the lips.
He stood up groggily pulling me up with him. He started kissing me.
"Why did you pull me up? We were already in bed?" I said smiling.
"So I could do this." He said lightly pushing me onto the bed, I landed sprawled on the dark colored sheets. I usually like this but this time it was different. A sharp pain raced through my stomach. I placed my hand over the painful spot suddenly curling into a fetal position. He quickly came to my aid. "Buffy are you ok."
Not knowing what happened I just told him "I'm fine."
"It's probably because you haven't eaten." He teased me, that brought a smile to my face. "You are way to skinny." He continued.
"Look who's talking." I said back a smile quickly returning to my face.

I sat with Faith as I told her about what had happened. She was in shock.
"Damn B. You life could be a soap opera." I laughed at that. After a few minutes of pondering I figured I should tell her.
"Faith." She could tell I was really worried.
"What is it B?" She asked with a scrunched eyebrow.
"Uh." I figured I shouldn't pussyfoot around. "I'm late."