Chapter 9

Parker pulled Buffy out to the alley behind the Bronze, where they would have some privacy. He had her against a wall and saw that she was nearly unconscious. "I didn't want it to go this far, but you leave me no choice. I'll be damned if I'm gonna leave here without getting laid." He said as he started to kiss her and forced his tongue in her mouth. He unbuttoned her blouse and saw that she was wearing a white, lace bra. Parker smiled and then started to kiss her neck. He licked and sucked at her flesh. He didn't want to waste time with foreplay and then started to unzip her pants.

"Don't," she managed to get out in a whisper and Parker looked at her, with a smile on his face.

"Sorry about this, baby. I promise to make it real good for you." He stated as he ran his fingers down her arms. He was about to kiss her again, when he was suddenly pushed away from her.

"You won't be touching her, mate." Spike said after he saw what Parker was about to do with Buffy. He stood up and glared at Spike.

"This has nothing to do with you, man. This is between me and my girl, so why don't you just get lost?" Spike glared back at him and then looked at Buffy, who was now on the floor since Parker wasn't there to hold her up. He then grew angrier.

"Doesn't look like she's enjoying herself, does it?" Spike lost all control he had left as he grabbed Parker by his jacket and got in his face. "What the hell did you to do to her?" He claimed and Parker actually had fear on his face.

"I didn't do anything, just slipped her a little something to get her to relax. I was doing her a favor." Spike gave a harsh laugh at that.

"Well, let me thank you for that then." He stated as he punched Parker in the nose and watched as he fell back, holding his injured nose in the process. "You're lucky that's all you're getting. You better hope that she's okay." He said in a dangerous tone as he then ignored Parker and went over to Buffy. He put his finger under her chin and lifted her head to get a better look at her. He saw that she was unconscious and that her shirt was open. He felt rage go through him at the thought of that wanker's hands on Buffy. He buttoned her back up and then picked her up. He looked at Parker one last time as he was holding Buffy in his arms. "If I see you around here again, you will regret it." He spat before he carried Buffy over to his car. He placed her in the back and then got in on the driver's side. He really hoped his uncle would know what to do. He then started the car and drove to his house.

Spike carried Buffy into his house and called for his uncle as he placed her on the couch. Giles came down the stairs at that moment, looking just as concerned when he saw Buffy. "Good lord, what happened?" He wondered and Spike looked at him.

"I'm not sure. I think this git put something in her drink. I couldn't get much out of him. I know how she is about hospitals, so I decided to bring her here. I didn't know what else to do. You used to be a doctor, can you help her?" Spike said and Giles could see the fear in his eyes. He walked over to Buffy to get a closer look at her.

"I think it's best if you move her upstairs to the guest room. I'll see what I can do." Spike nodded and did as he was told. He carried Buffy into the guest room and placed her on the bed. He brushed some hair out of her face and moved out of the way when Giles came in. Spike really hoped she would be okay. He didn't know what he would do if anything happened to her.

Spike was waiting downstairs for Giles, who seemed to be taking a long time. He ran his fingers through his hair, when Giles finally walked into the living room. Spike got off of the couch and walked over to him. "Will she be okay?" He asked with concern in his voice. Giles nodded as he looked at his nephew.

"Yes, I believe she only took a sleeping pill. It may have been more than one that was crushed in her drink and with alcohol, that could be dangerous. I'm sure she will be fine. It might be hours before she awakes though." Spike nodded and felt a little relieved at what Giles was saying.

"I'm gonna sit with her. Someone should be there when she wakes up." Spike said and Giles agreed.

"That's a good idea. I will call Joyce to let her know that Buffy's alright." Spike nodded again as he walked upstairs and into the guest room, where Buffy was sleeping peacefully in the bed. He pulled a chair over to the bed and sat down as he watched her. He moved closer and held her hand in his, giving it a comforting squeeze.

"I'm sorry about this, love. I'm sorry about everything that happened. I never should have let you walk away. I never should have let you go back to him. You know, you were making me bloody crazy when I saw you dancing with that ponce." He stated as he looked at her face. "What were you even doing with him? You're better than him. You're better than me." He whispered the last part, feeling even more ashamed for the way he has been acting. "You'll be alright, Buffy. I'll be right here when you decide to wake up." Spike stated even though he knew she wouldn't say anything. He then tried to make himself more comfortable, which wasn't that easy in a chair. He got into a good enough position and was soon asleep, with his hand still holding hers.