A/N: Ok, life shit has gotten in the way of me updating and I'm really sorry. So yeah, I FINALLY just got paid at my job yesterday and I've worked there for a month and haven't gotten paid. Some other stupid shit has been happening and it's just . . . well, stupid. So I'm very deeply sorry I haven't updated and I'll try to as soon as I can, my grandparents are here for a week and a half so I shouldn't have any distractions. I'm going to try and wrap this up within the next few chapters, so bear with me : )
All my love, faith
P.S. This is mostly a teaser for what's to come. I know I know, I'm so evil. I don't update for a month and a half and then I give you a teaser . . . it would be longer, but I have to get ready for homecoming, and I will write the rest tomorrow . . . leave me love! : )
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not the characters. Although I would really like to own spike. I don't own anything. Not the characters. Although I would really like to own spike. Anyway nothing is mine sadly, The character Eve Dallas and Roarke . . . I don't own, very sadly, they belong to J.D. Robb.
Rating: R, just for good measure,
Chapter 9
Spike was the first one to come to Buffy's side in her office. She was lying on the floor looking like she was having a seizure.
Her head was shaking back and forth violently and her body was seizing up like someone kept pulling her up on a string.
"Oh god, Eve call an ambulance." Spike yelled as he ran over to Buffy to try and calm her down
"On it" Eve said as she bolted to the desk that held a cordless phone
"Come on baby, snap out of it, come on, please wake up," Spike begged her and tried to brush her golden hair out of her eyes but she was shaking too much for it to make a difference.
Suddenly Buffy stopped convulsing and lied there silently and still as if she were dead.
"Oh my god, what happened? Why did she stop? Why is she so still?" the questions rained out of Spike's mouth, he needed to know what was happening to his wife.
Suddenly Buffy's mouth started to bleed a little and her head started shaking again.
Spike's eyes got wide and he started frantically looking around for something, anything to help his wife.
"The ambulance should be in shortly" Eve said as she walked back into the room
"Did you tell them to hurry? Did you tell them that my wife is dying?!" Spike yelled angrily at Eve as he slowly walked over to her trying to contain his emotions and anger, but failing miserably.
Eve spoke calmly, "Yes I did tell them, and they should be here any minute."
Spike grabbed her by her shirt collar and rammed her up against the door.
"We don't have a minute, my wife is dying! And I have no idea why!"
At this point Roarke had stepped up to try and help Eve, but she gave him a signal to stand down.
"Listen, I know this is hard for you, I can only imagine how much you love her, and how much this tears you apart seeing this. But hitting me, taking your aggressions on me" She said softly and reassuringly
Spike let go of her and walked briskly to his bar to make himself a strong drink. Buffy had stopped convulsing and Roarke was watching over her, while Spike kept a close eye on both of them.
The MT's finally arrived after what seemed like an eternity and placed Buffy carefully on a stretcher.
"Mrs. Raleigh, can you hear me? Can you hear me Mrs. Raleigh?" asked one of the MT's who was trying to see if she had lost conciseness or not.
There was no response and the two MT's started rambling in medical jargon trying to get her to stay with them.
"Hold on baby, just a little longer, don't leave me. Come on, you're a fighter, you can beat this, just hang in there, I'll keep you safe, please don't leave me." Spike pleaded as he watched his wife be carried away to the nearest hospital.
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Buffy was still comatose when Spike, Eve, and Roarke reached the hospital. She was in intensive care, but they had allowed Spike to spend some time with her, seeing as how he owned a part of the building.
"You're not going to leave me. I love you too damn much for you to leave me. I can't live without you. Hell, the first time I saw you I knew I wouldn't be able to live without you. I love you Buffy, god help me, but I do." Spike kissed the top of her forehead, squeezed her hand and rest his head on her chest.
Doctor McNamara walked into the pure white machine filled room and said, "Mr. Raleigh?"
"Yes," Spike said looking up, eyes red with tears
"I'm afraid I have some bad news for you."
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A/N: Yes that is where I will leave you. God I'm evil. I will write tomorrow . . . but not, I get ready for homecoming, leave me love : )
