Ok ok I know I am evill and I'm really sorry. I've just been really busy and havent been unable to update! Sorry… I mean what a bad place to leave it. Anyhow this chapter is going to be a bit darker and less fluffyish than the others.

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Buffy walked down the stairs and saw a large amount of candles as well as a large amount of people chanting. Spike was sitting in the corner looking like he was dead… deader than usual anyway. A sudden rage took Buffy, she didn't want to die like this in rituals and chanting. Magic. She hated it. It was what had caused all of this anyway. "Get out" Buffy said quietly facing Anya, Giles, Xander, Kennedy and Willow. "Buffy, there need to be a number of people to chant in order to make sure what you… you are doing affects the right… well…" Giles Spoke trying hard to stay business like.

Buffy glared at Giles "You want to make sure me dying will stop evil, I don't care! You can chant upstairs, I'm not going to let everybody watch me die… Cant you understand that GOD!"

"But Buffy, the cha…"

"I can do it alone if you guys go upstairs and chant near the door" Willow interrupted. "I can keep out of your way Buff. You.. you wont even know I'm here."

"Fine" Buffy said quietly staring at the ground than as her anger simmered down and everybody filled upstairs glancing in her direction, Buffy looked up at Willow. "Thanks will this means a lot"

Willow just nodded and sat down underneath the stairs to set up some candles.

"Spike" Buffy sighed as he came to stand behind her. "I don't want to go like this" She whispered quietly so that only she could hear.

"I know love" Spike croaked. Buffy suddenly spun and kicked him in chest sending him flying across the room. "What" Spike coughed as he picked himself up.

"I want to go down fighting Spike. Slayer to Vampire. It really isn't that hard. Lets just forget who we are, and fight. I know you can win, I always used weapons and fought you in an open area. Down hear you have the advantage. I could fight as long as I wanted and eventually you would beat me down." Spike gave her a pleading look, Buffy ignored it and walked over and kicked him in the stomach. "I want to die fighting Spike, so get up and kick" she kicked him again "My" she leant over and punched him across the face "Ass"

Spike stood up so quickly Buffy didn't have time to register it before he had a hold of her shoulders his face vamped. He leant down close to her ear and whispered. "I love you Buffy"

Buffy felt herself flying and hit the concrete wall. Winded she knelt of the floor for a moment and waited for Spike to approach. She erased all her feelings for him and slipped into slayer mode.

Spike watched as Buffy… the slayer stood up slowly ready to face him. It was dark in here she would have trouble seeing. The space was small he could trap her…

Buffy suddenly lunged forward and hit him across the face. Spike swung his fist up and caught her under the jaw and blocked her other punch. Buffy reeled back in pain than flung her head forward head butting him. Spike stepped backwards and saw a foot coming in his direction. He grabbed it and twisted it, Buffy fell to the ground and he was on top of her in an instant. "mph" Buffy emitted as she felt his hands around her neck and him trying to stop her from lashing out. She managed to knee him of her and roll away. They circled each other. Buffy was breathing heavily the fight making her tired. She had missed this. Just letting herself go in a fight. Especially with Spike. Buffy always knew that Spike could beat her, and know she knew she was in the last fight of her life.

Spike watched as the slayer shook back her hair from her face. Than as suddenly as it stopped they were fighting again.

Willow watched from under the stairs. Both of them were so fast it was hard to keep track of their movements. She saw Buffy reel back, spitting blood from her mouth. How long were they going to do this for? At first she had been worried about Buffy winning but now it seemed that Spike was wearing her down. She looked slightly dazed and spike was blocking most of her punches. God. She thought turning away sickened with herself. She was watching her friend die.

Buffy slammed her fist into Spike as hard as she could. Sending him backwards. She staggered slightly feeling dizzy. And that was all Spike needed to move in behind her. She went to grab him in shock and he grabbed her hand forcing it painfully behind her back and shoving her against the wall. "mph" the air went out of Buffy as she was shoved roughly against the wall. She had to think of something or this was it. She grinned slightly as she felt his face lowering to her neck, she wiggled her butt against his crotch. She new he would have to be turned on by now. He always was when they fought. So was she. In his moment of distraction she slipped down and kicked him away from her. But in a split second he was there again. He pushed her back against the wall. Her back hitting the cement painfully. She kicked him away again easily but this time he came forward and kicked her painfully hard in her stomach. Buffy went to bend over in two as the wind was knocked completely from her lungs. But Spike grabbed her and pinned her against the wall again. He looked into her eyes for a moment waiting for her to get a small amount of air back into her lungs before bending down to her neck. "That was cheating love" he whispered against her neck. He smiled as she struggled weakly against him, but at the same time shivered at his words.

Buffy tried to free her hands but it was no use. He had her stuck and she was too week to get out of it. Than she felt him bite into her and she let herself remember why she was hear. She rolled her eyes back into her head as he began to draw blood from her. Than a stab of fear hit her as she realized this was it. She was about to die.

As Spike tasted the fear in her blood he growled into her neck and bit harder into her neck forcing her harder against the wall.

Buffy gasped in pleasure and pain as he ripped into her throat further. She felt him let go of her hands. And she wrapped them around him brining him impossibly closer. She felt him withdraw his fangs and pick her up of the ground. "Spike?" she whispered weakly.

"S'ok love just have to move for the ritual that's all. Willow had gone through it with him before and he needed to be in the circle of candles. He sat cross-legged in the circle bringing Buffy down so she was straddling him on his lap. "I'm sorry Buffy" he whispered.

"Shhh…" she replied stocking his hair gently

Spike than let his daemon take over and bit into her neck again. Buffy quivered against him. It was more painful now but the feeling was still powerful. She relaxed against him and let him take her completely. She didn't know how much time had passed before she realized how light headed she was, she tried to ignore it but than the cold hit her. She felt so cold, she went to hold Spike closer but found she could barely lift her arms. Realization hit her and she sobbed quietly. Spike heard her and he held her closer. It was almost over. Spike listened carefully, as her breathing became even more shallow and her heart slowed even more. He slowly withdrew his fangs and brought his face away from her neck. He pulled a pocketknife out of his pocket and quickly cut himself along his shoulder. He threw the knife away and brought Buffy's mouth to the wound. She tried to struggle at first but she barely had the energy to lift her mouth away. "Sorry baby" Spike whispered and held her against his shoulder firmly. "its ok" he whispered and stroked her hair softly he could feel her whole body giving in. His own body shook as Buffy finally accepted his blood. He gasped and held her closer as she hungrily drank his blood. He gasped in pleasure and pain as she bit further into him with her blunt teeth causing more of his blood to spill. He waited and listened as she began to still against him. He pulled her away gently and grasped her hand.

Buffy had lost all thought, she could feel blood in her mouth, she didn't know if it were hers or not, She felt somebody grasp her hand and she held onto it as if her life depended on it. She tried to breathe in but her chest was feeling increasingly heavy. She felt a hand on the side of her face and she leant into it as her vision turned black and she felt herself fade away.

Spike slowly wiped the small trickle of blood of Buffy's mouth. He gently picked her up and carried her towards his bed. She wasn't going to take long to wake. He could feel it. He covered her with a sheet and turned to the terrified willow who had just finished chanting and was now staring at Spike. "Don't let anybody touch her. I mean it red." And with that he grabbed the blanket on the end of the cot and moved to go upstairs. He pushed past the scoobys roughly and went straight for the door. The slayer blood was making him feel high and he hated it. He had just killed the woman he loved, he felt more alone than he had in a long time. He needed to go and kill things… a lot of things.