Hey, sorry I'm a little late posting, but I was doing other things, and to those who know me, I get distracted VERY easily……… Anyway, thanks for your ideas, very much appreciated, though I'm still waiting for a few Amy-kun, and sabouki cough cough

Naughty! But, I've got the storyline now, well, just the basics. But now I have some guidelines, instead of the jumbled mess that makes up my head….

See? Going off topic. Well, anyway, back to the story.

Giles' voice- 'Last time on Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Warren: Howdy neighbour!

Buffy, coughing on the floor, weetabix everywhere..

Spike, sitting on a brick wall: I'll make her pay..

Vampires everywhere.

Buffy, leaning over windowsill, falling, and landing on the floor, unconscious.

Vampires swarming over her……..

Wolf howl

Theme Song

The vampires licked their lips in unison. One vampire, a pretty blonde laughed, this was her first meal all night. She surged forward, causing the others to speed up as well. But wait. She sniffed the air. There was something strange about this girl. She smelled strange, compared to the other humans here. Almost, as if, not from this world. She ignored this, and went in for the kill. She placed her hands on either side of the girl's tender neck, and sank her fangs into it, piercing the skin. She sucked up some of the blood, tasting its sweetness. It tasted sweeter than any blood she had ever tried. It reminded her of the legends of the slayer. There were rumours that once, there was a legacy of the slayers, that used to balance out the number of vampires, their aim: to kill every single one of them. They had been despised, by all creatures of the night, but then, the legacy was no more. But there were tales that a slayer's blood was the sweetest on earth. So, if a vampire ever had the luck or strength to kill one, they would have the prize of tasting the wondrous blood, to praise them.

She sucked in some more blood, and smiled. Vampires around her were shouting and yelling at her to give them a share. She ignored them, and carried on. Suddenly, the yelling increased and then, before she could have a chance to turn around, she was kicked into the air. Spike stood in the middle of the road, nursing his sore foot. 'Bloody slayer… always waiting for me to go and bloody save her…'

He picked up the battered woman, and ran indoors, running top speed, to avoid being caught by the fanged freaks. He ran inside, and slammed the door. He was breathing hard. He had been on his way home, when he heard an uproar of laughs and yells. He had walked a bit faster, curious to find out what the noise was. When he saw the vampires, he had sprinted over to them, trying to save his 'wife' who he had seen, covered in blood.

He yelled for Giles and the others. Giles! Willow! Anya!………………………………Xander.'

He mumbled the last word, as he didn't give a bloody damn whether Xander was there.

They came rushing to the door. 'What happened?'

Willow stared at Buffy. 'We, we've got to get an, um, a, doctor.'

She rushed off, to use the phone. Giles stared at Buffy inquisitively. 'Are you alright?' he asked the unconscious Buffy. Though eh knew he would get no reply.

She groaned. Giles looked up at Spike. 'Goodness gracious! What happened?'

Spike shifted uncomfortably, still holding Buffy. He tried to think of a good excuse, but he found none.

'Dunno. I came back from my…er.. walk, and saw her unconscious on the floor, bleedin'. I think she fell out of the window. Yeah. She fell out of the window.'

The others looked at him, suspiciously.

'What? Are you saying that I would hurt my own wife?'

The others shook their heads.

Willow came back. 'I, er, phoned the ambulance. They're on their way.' Her face went a pale greeny colour, as she stared at Buffy's still form. She was alive, thank goodness.

They pressed on her wounds to stop the bleeding, until the meds arrived. They watched as Buffy's frail body was placed on to the stretcher, to be taken to the hospital. Spike jumped into the ambulance after them. The rest followed in their own cars.

'How are you feeling today?' Willow asked her sister.

Buffy sat on the hospital bed, propped up on a dozen pillows. 'Fine, thanks. I'm just amazed at how I'm not…dead.'

'Near death experience, eh? That's a new one.' Willow chuckled at her own joke.

Buffy joined in half-heartedly, wishing that she could tell Willow that she had already died, twice, and had near-death experiences everyday. Well, nearly everyday.

She subconsciously fingered the two bite marks on her neck. She could tell they were a vampire's, even without Spike explaining the whole thing to her earlier in the morning.

She had lost a lot of blood. She already knew that. She felt weak. 'Willow.' She said, 'Is Dawn alright?'

She had asked this question ten times already.

'She's fine, why shouldn't she be?'

Buffy was still trying to get her head round the fact that Dawn was actually safe in this world. She had no real danger, just as long as she didn't go outside in the dark.

'No. I just wanted to know that she isn't in shock or that she isn't too worried about me.'

'No. She's fine. Don't worry. Now. You get some rest. It's what the doctors recommended.' She left, before Buffy could get in a last word.

Buffy flopped back onto her pillows. She didn't like being alone. She needed her friends. Now that she wasn't the slayer here, she wouldn't have her super slayer increased healing ability. She would be here for a long time.

Xander paced the waiting room. That damned Willow. She had told the doctors not to let anyone in to see Buffy until 1 o'clock. He paced even more. Dawn was waiting patiently, on one of the chairs, thinking. He stared at her. She was acting more mature than him. He laughed at the irony. A teenager acting more mature than an adult. Not that adults were saints anyway, but everyone knew about raging hormones……..

He saw William striding up the corridor. 'Will! Don't go in there. We're not allowed.' William merely gave him 'the finger' and opened the door. 'I can't believe I'm related to him!' Spike thought, as he entered the room.

Buffy was out of her bed, staring out the window.

'Having fun?' he asked.

She jumped, taken by surprise. She hadn't heard him come in. 'You're not supposed to be in here.'

'Stuff that.' He sat on the bed. 'And it's not as if I would be interrupting your 'resting' session.'

Buffy cringed. He was right. But she was just so bored!

'I…I am resting. Just in a different way than most people.' That was a crap excuse. Wait, why should she be making excuses to Spike? 'It's none of your business.' She huffed. She turned, and carried on staring out of the window.

'Anything interesting out there, or are you fascinated with watching weeds grow?'

'I'm not looking at anything in particular, thank you very much. Just….staring.'

There was a distant chime, marking one o'clock. Xander burst into the room, followed by a very calm Dawn.

Suddenly Dawn's face lit up. 'Daddy!' she shrieked.

Fade to Black

To be continued…

Heh heh heh. Spike, a daddy? Yeah, I know, pretty slow chapter, but I had to explain it, didn't I?

Anyway, looking forward to hearing more ideas.

Stargirl52

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