Chapter XI, Don't Understand

That night Spike sat in his wheel chair in the main room reading a book and drinking a glass of red wine when Angelus came into the room. Spike looked up at him and then looked back at his book.

"Hey Willy." Angelus said, as he stood behind him and looked over his sholder. "What you reading?" He asked.

"Don't call me Willy." He said, "And as for what I'm reading, its a series of peices of paper put in between two peices of cardboard some of us like to call a book. You should pick one up some time!" He said. Angelus smaked him in the back of the head.

"Don't get smart with me boy!" He said. "You know, I never gave you what you truly wanted did I?" Spike looked confused. 'What is he talking about?' Spike wondered.

"Yeah, and whats that?" Angel picked Spike up and threw him down face first onto the table, knocking the glass of wine over. Spike struggled as best he could, but without the use of his legs, his efforts were futile.

"A good fuck!" Spike's eyes widened in fright as he realized what Angelus was going to do.

"What? No!" Spike said. Angelus pulled down his pants and laughed.

"Come on Willy, this is what you've always wanted... Ever since you layed eyes on me." Angelus said. "Remember when you gave me that ring? And you said you loved me?" He laughed. "That's all you ever wanted wasn't it?"

"No!" Spike said, trying to throw him off of him.

"Remember when you said it represented Love." He asked. "You also knew it represented Friendship, and Loyalty, yet you never mentioned either of them. You wanted more than I was giving you. I know you always watched me and Darla, and don't try to deny it." He smiled as he saw Spike look at the Claddagh ring on his middle finger. "Do you honsetly thought I'd keep the one you gave me? No, I gave that one to the slayer. This on I bought!" Spike gasped as Angelus thrust into him. There was no pain, but he knew he was bleeding from the dry entry.

"Please," Spike said.

"Please what?" Angelus asked, "Give you more? Cause you have to be a little more spaciffic when you say that!" Spike closed his eyes. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't. After so long, he had forgotten how. The tears just wouldn't come. 'Why is he doing this?' Spike asked himself.

"Please, stop!" Spike asked. "I don't want this." Angelus just laughed ignoring Spikes futile attempts to get him to stop.

Present Day.

"I can't believe he did that!" Buffy said, "That basterd." Buffy got up off the couch and walked to the phone.

"What are you doing?" Spike asked.

"I'm calling Angel and giving him a peice of my mind." She said, picking up the phone. Spike jumped up quickly and took the reciever and put it back down.

"No!" He said. "Don't do that!"

"Why?" Buffy asked confused.

"Because it wasn't Angel who did it!" He said. "It was Angelus!" He sat back down on the couch and put his head back closing his eyes. "Besides there's nothing anybody can do about it now!" Spike said, yawning. Buffy looked out the window and saw the sun coming up. She closed Gile's curtains and looked back to Spike who was staring at her in confusion.

"You'll never make it back to your crypt in time." She said. "You can stay here." Spike looked at Giles who nodded. Spike smiled.

"Thanks." Giles put his glasses on.

"Your welcome. But you should get some sleep, as should we all, We've all been up all night." Giles said, heading to his room. Riley looked at Buffy.

"Do you want to come back to my dorm?" He asked. Buffy shook her head.

"If Methalious shows up here Spike is too scared of him to protect himself and I don't want Giles to get hurt." Riley nodded.

"Then I'll stay too." Buffy shook her head.

"No, If this guy is as dangerous as Spike says he is, then I want you to leave! I don't need you getting hurt!" Riley nodded.

"Just be careful." Buffy smiled.

"Hey arn't I always?" She asked as she backed away from him... Right into a table, and knocked over the lamp. Riley laughed and shook his head and left. As did everyone else except her, Spike and Giles. Buffy looked down at Spike who was lying on the couch fast asleep. "Giles." Giles looked at her. "I'm going to call Angel." Giles looked confused.

"Why?"

"He hates Spike because he doesn't understand what happened to him." Buffy explained. "He needs help and we're not the ones who can give it to him." And with that Buffy picked up the phone and dialed the number to Angel Investigations.

TBC...I know I know... uh... what do I know- LoL R&R Plz...