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A Little Heavy

Buffy and Spike rushing into the hospital and searched frantically for, they didn't even know what. Coming to some kind of sense, Spike walked up to the front desk.

"Hi" he said, his voice plagued with worry. "I'm looking for Joyce Summers?" Buffy held back. She hadn't spoke since leaving the Bronze nor had she shed a single tear. It was almost like Buffy wasn't even there but her body was going through the motions as though it was routine.

"Are you family?" asked the nurse casually. The woman was gnawing on a piece of gum with as much elegance as a cow.

"Indirectly" responded Spike with as much patience as he could muster. "She" he pointed to Buffy. "Is Joyce's daughter and I'm her fiancé."

"Too bad" the woman muttered and looked down at the papers next to her. A moment later, she said "Joyce Summers is in room 409. Just take the elevator two floors up and walk down the west hall."

With a nod, Spike grabbed Buffy's hand and followed the woman's directions. It turned out that it sounded much more complicated than it really was. Anyway, the doctors had called Dawn as well. Xander had driven her over and Giles was in the waiting room too.

"How is she?" Spike asked them not letting go Buffy's hand.

"Stable. The doctors say we can see her." Dawn ran up to the pair and wrapped her arms around them both. They both returned it.

"I wanna see her" Buffy finally spoke up. Her voice was grave, almost emotionless. No one volunteered a protest and instead nodded in agreement. Buffy began to walk toward the room then stopped. Turning slightly, she looked back to see everyone staring at her.

"Can I come too?" Dawn asked in a little voice. Wordlessly, Buffy reached her hand out. Dawn ran to grab it. They smiled at each other weakly.

"Spike" Buffy said gently. "You coming?"

He smiled before nodding. He felt his father pat him on the back lightly. "Thanks dad" he said them turned and walked over to his girls. The three of them hesitantly walked toward the room.

Buffy pushed the door open. She could just throw up right there. Her head was spinning and she felt suddenly light headed. Just seeing her mother laying there on the fluffy bed was enough to make her want to run out of the room right then. Tubes were connected to both her arms. Machines were peeping all around the room.

Spike squeezed Buffy's hand in reassurance. "Just breathe pet" he whispered to her. To Dawn, he gave her a small smile which she returned.

"Mom?" questioned Dawn disentangling her hand from Spike's. She stepped forward tentatively until she was beside the bed. "Mom?"

"Hi honey" Joyce smiled, opening her eyes sleepily. Dawn looked at her worriedly. "It's okay. You can hug me." Joyce sat up, drowsy from the drugs but making and effort to stay awake and be cheerful.

"Are you sure?" Joyce nodded. Dawn wasted no time in obliging her. "I missed you mommy" she whispered. Joyce patted her head lightly.

"I'm not going anywhere. Not for a long, long time."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Dawn smiled and pulled back. "I'm holding you to that." Joyce nodded.

"I'd be offended if you didn't." Leaning down to kiss her mother's cheek, Dawn sniffed and made her way over to Spike. She wrapped an arm around his waist and smiled at him when he squeezed her shoulder.

Buffy hung back for a second a little nervous. "It's okay sweetie" Joyce said cheerfully. "I won't bite."

Buffy's bottom lip began to tremble. "I missed you" she said tearfully as she too made her way over to the bed and hugged her mother. "Don't ever do that again."

"Hey, hey" comforted Joyce. "I'm right here. It's okay. I'm okay." Buffy let the tears fall freely down her face. She didn't care at that moment that her mascara was probably running or that she might look like a total monster right then. All she cared about was that her mother was okay. She was out of the coma and she was back. She would be the mom again.

It was a long time before the two women let go of each other. Even Joyce was crying at that point. "So" Joyce said clearing her throat as her daughter wiped the tears from her eyes. "What did I miss?"

"Bills" replied Buffy. "And oh! Spike and I got kicked out of our dorm."

"What?" asked Joyce surprised.

"Yeah because we didn't use it enough or something."

"Hello William." Spike had been lurking in the shadow by the corner of the room and looking upon the Summers woman with slight discomfort. He knew that he would stay because well, Buffy asked him to. That didn't mean that he would feel totally at ease in this situation. Seriously, he felt like an outsider looking in on this family.

"Mrs. Summers" he nodded. "Good to see you…awake."

Joyce smiled. "Well, I couldn't take a mental vacation forever."

Spike returned the smile. "Dad should try it. You seemed relaxed. He could use that."

"It's either the coma or the drugs…" she trailed off as she started to fall asleep mid-sentence.

"Mom, why don't you rest? We'll come back to check on you tomorrow morning" advised Buffy.

"Thanks sweetie" Joyce yawned. Buffy and Dawn both went to kiss her on the cheek before the three of them walked out of the room and into the waiting room.

Giles and Xander both stood when they entered the waiting area. "How is she?" Xander asked them looking a little nervous.

"Asleep" Buffy answered, a small smile playing across her lips. "We're coming back tomorrow morning."

Giles, who had been wiping his glasses profusely, replaced them on his nose. "I'll stay a little longer" he said. "I want to talk to her about some…things."

Buffy nodded but said nothing, Xander, on the other hand, said "I'll head out. Willow is probably dying to know what's going on."

"Can I go with you?" asked Dawn. Everyone turned to her curiously. "I just don't want to go home. So can I?"

Buffy and Spike looked at each other then at her. "Um…sure" said Buffy. "I-If Xander doesn't mind."

Xander put an arm around Dawn's petite shoulders. "I'd love to have ya Dawnie." She grinned.

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Spike sauntered up the stairs much later that evening. After coming back from the hospital, Buffy had immediately gone up to her room saying that she was tired. Spike, though, was totally awake. This was the problem with playing in the band. After every gig, he had hours of energy left in him. It could get really annoying to the point where he would literally bouncing on his heals.

By around four the next morning, his energy had depleted a reasonable amount. Spike chanced a venture to his bed. With any luck he'd fall asleep in about an hour. As he walked through the halls clad in black jeans and no shirt, Spike stopped mid-step in front of Buffy's room. He could hear frantic muffled screams coming from inside.

Worriedly, he turned the doorknob and pushed the bedroom door open. He gazed in, only to find Buffy fighting with her sheets while she was asleep. The sheets were, in other words, tangled all around her. As he got closer to her bed, beads of sweat became apparent on her face. "No" she muttered lightly but a worried tone. "Please, no."

Spike sat down on the bed next to her and turned on the lamp by the bed, allowing it to cast a dim glow on them. His eyes briefly ran over her body and the light blue tank top she was wearing. He could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra and the knowledge didn't go unnoticed. Her pajama pants were blue and white flowers all over it. He began to gently nudge her awake. "Buffy, Buffy wake up. You're having a bad dream."

Her eyes fluttered open a few seconds later and her eyes searched wildly until they rested on Spike. On impulse, she sat up and threw her arms around his neck and began to cry. He wrapped his arms around her comfortingly. "It's okay. It's over" he whispered over and over again.

"It was horrible" Buffy interrupted between cries. "Mom was there and she was in a coma. Then Riley showed up out of nowhere and he had a gun. He pulled it on her then he turned to me with it and he was gonna shoot and then you jumped in the way and you got shot instead. All he did was laugh. It was this sick, homicidal laugh."

"It's okay" Spike said rubbing her back slowly. "We're both okay and so's your mom. Rupes is making sure of that."

Slowly, Buffy nodded before pulling away. "Why would you do that? I mean jump in front of a bullet for me." She paused. "That sounded stupid. It was just a dream." She wiped at her eyes.

"Because I'm in love with you" he quipped casually.

Buffy looked at him wide-eyed. "I'm sorry I just had a hallucination. What'd you say?"

"I'm in love with you" he repeated a little slower.

"No, y-you can't."

"Why?"

"Because…" her mind was a blank. "How can you say that?"

"Because it's true. I love you. I have ever since the day you're mom went into the coma. That night, I saw a side of you that was…innocent and vulnerable. I mean you weren't the pain-in-the-ass bitch you always were before that. You were well, human."

"What does that even mean?"

"What? I love you?"

Buffy nodded. "Yeah."

Spike sighed. "It means that I want to take care of you forever. It means that every time I look at you, I fall in love with you all over again. If I'm having a bad day, I know that when I get home I'll see you and the day won't seem so bad anymore. It means" he grabbed her hands in his. "That in my eyes, you are and will be the most beautiful person that I know. All my other relationships pale in comparison and there is no one that I would rather spend the rest of my life with."

"That's what 'I love you' means?" Spike nodded and let go of her hands. Buffy paused. "Then I have to tell you something."

"What's that pet?"

"I think I love you too." Spike smiled widely and kissed her lightly on the lips. They both pulled back when oxygen started to become an issue.

"I think that I should go" smiled Spike. He stood up or at least started to when Buffy placed a hand on his arm to halt his movements.

"Stay" she said simply.

"What happened to that whole 'I need time and space' thing and…" She cut him off by standing up in front of him and placing a finger on his lips.

"I'm an idiot" she informed.

"I could've told you that" joked Spike but she continued as though he hadn't interrupted her.

"Spike, you were there when my mom go sick." She let her finger slide slowly up his arm. "You were there when I needed someone to take care of Dawn and you were there when I needed you…with Riley. Today when I asked you to go into the hospital room with me and Dawn you went without protest. You even managed to make my mom smile."

"Buffy, you're tired and worried and I don't…"

Again she cut him off. "I want this." She looked directly into his amazing blue eyes and said the last part of her little speech. "I want you. I want you to be my first" Spike grinned like an idiot before Buffy captured his lips with hers. The knowledge that she was a virgin, untainted by another. Knowing that he was the first to do this do this to her, to be with her. The thought just added to his excitement and pleasure, his urgency to explore her entire body overwhelmed him.

The kiss deepened considerably. They parted briefly so that he could pull her thin tank top off. Buffy turned him around so that his back was to the bed. She pushed him down and threw her leg over his hips straddling him. She could fell his erection and took advantage of it by wiggling her hips causing him to moan. She leaned down and kissed him on the lips. She let his tongue to enter her mouth and smiled as their tongues battled for dominance. Slowly, she kissed down his chest going further down. Pulling at his zipper, she marveled at how large it was and how straight it was. She lowered his head and captured it in her mouth. He groaned turning with all his might not to push up and choke her. Her tongue played with the tip and she moaned as the salt droplets fell onto her tongue. She pulled back and kissed him again allowing him to taste himself.

Spike flipped her over so that he was on top. They resumed kissing as he slowly, ever so lightly, leaned down into the bed. He loved the feel of her below him. And by the soft moans, he could tell she wasn't going to be complaining anytime soon.

She frantically worked at his buckle trying desperately to get it off of him once and for all while he kissed and licked her neck. Pulling the belt away and unhooking the actual jeans, they pulled away once more on order for him to kick it off and take Buffy's off as well, her lacy underwear going with it.

Spike paused to take her in. She was beautiful, almost angelic. "Spike" she whispered panting.

"I'll be gentle" he cut her off before he lowered his lips to her chest. He licked around her left breast before finally taking her hard nipple into his mouth. His teeth skimmed over it while his tongue teased it. His hand messaged the other one preparing it for the same treatment. Buffy groaned.

Buffy cupped his very erect penis in her hand, squeezing it gently. She then began to rhythmically pump it. He moaned into her breast while she arced her back into him. Spike looked up at her questioningly as if saying 'this is your last chance to back out.' She nodded lowered his head once more. This time he began kissing down her body going south.

Spreading her legs slightly, he caught her clit with his teeth lightly and smiled as Buffy let out a rather loud moan of pleasure. To inspire a more urgent response, he bit down slightly causing Buffy to almost yell. "Holy fuck!" she yelled.

That's when he knew she was ready for his entrance. She could feel the dampening between her legs and she was sure that Spike knew it too. Gently, he began sliding himself into her and much to his surprise, she grabbed his butt and forced him into her. "Oh God!" she yelped.

"God Buffy!" he moaned. They paused for a second getting used to the form of the other. They fit almost like they were made to be with each other. Much to his increased pleasure, she began clenching and unclenching herself around his throbbing crock. It wouldn't be long. It was coming. She was coming.

"So good" she groaned. "Perfect."

They both yelled simultaneously as they both came. Spike kissed her gently on the lips. Buffy wiggled her hips a little and smiled at the increased throbbing. Spike slowly, almost regretfully, slid out of her. Instead they laid there facing each other sleepily.

"I love you Buffy" Spike said kissing her slightly sweat plastered hair.

"I love you too Spike." She kissed him letting her tongue glide across his teeth. She settled into his arms. Within seconds, they were both asleep. Neither of them had one nightmare nor for that matter a single dream that night. Just blissful sleep which is something they could both use at that point.

Author's Note-

Yeah! A little spuffy action. I'm sorry if the last part is a bit choppy but I wrote that in this vague watercolor sort of way. My friend then added to it, which was good, but I had to edit some of the more um…detailed scenes for the sake of keeping my lunch in my stomach. Okay, now that I've said that, the culprit (who hospitalized Joyce) will be revealed soon and to be honest I have no clue who it's gonna be. This story should be over soon I think. Please review and I'll try and update soon. If you have any questions or comments, you know they are always appreciated. Thanks to all of you that have reviewed! Until next time!