Title: The Christmas Chaos

Chapter: 3

RATING: T

Author(s): Jo Soulliere & Graphospasm

Webpage: N/A

Content/Pairing: Not sure of the pairings, if any as of yet, other than that of Willow/Tara ...

Disclaimer: We own none of the Buffy the Vampire Slayer Characters or places. Most likely, We don't own anything else in this story either... only the creativity to come up with a new story... All the Buffy stuff belongs to Joss Whedon. Give him the Credit.

Author's Note: Wow... 3 chappies in 1 day... what a record.. Heh J/K ... Read.. Review... Enjoy. :)

Newest Chapter(s) Added: 1,2, & 3

Chapter(s) Last Added: Jan. 11, '06

Spike and Clem had finished watching A Christmas Story some time ago, and were now in the middle of watching A Charlie Brown Christmas. Of course Spike had wanted to watch it, but he let the floppy eared, saggy skinned demon think it was at his request that it was being watched... Why let on that there is some sentimental youth still inside, if you don't have to?

A commercial break had just come up and Spike had left his seat in front of the tele to get his bottle of Jack Daniels from the cupboard when he hear a slight commotion outside his crypt. "Bloody hell." he said, and headed for the door. "Doesn't anyone know how to let a fellow be, on such a holy evening? I have half a mind to go rip their faces off..." Spike frowned. "Well, at least if they're demons."

"Watch it Spike, you almost sound like you're starting to enjoy the idea of celebrating Christmas."Clem said.

"Yeah, well... Maybe I am?" Spike countered. "Or maybe I just like the idea of an evening of no hassles to be had for once." He said as he opened the door to his crypt and stepped outside looking around.

"All right, I know you're there. Come out and tell me what you want before I-" Spike started threatening.

"Before you what?" Buffy asked as she stepped around a bush at the corned of the small building, into view, followed closely by the rest of the scoobies. "Lick us to death?" she giggled.

"Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you slayer?" Spike said in low tones.

Buffy raised her eyebrows and gave him a look of defiance. "In your dreams, Spike." she said.

"Every night, Love." Spike shot back and gave her a smile.

"Oh, god, shoot me now, someone please." Xander said with a look of disgust on his face.

Spike turned to regard him for a moment, looked as if he were going to say something, then turned back to Buffy and said "I didn't think I'd see the lot of you tonight. What are you doing here, don't you have some where to go to celebrate... with loved ones or something like that?"

"Well we thought we'd come spread some Christmas cheer and make things all festive around here." Willow gave him a smile. "After all, I'm sure you get lonely too, and need friends around once in a while."

Spike looked at her and gave a small smile. "Friends huh. Is that what we all are now?" He asked, taunting the redhead.

"Well, some of us." Buffy said.

"Well, might as well come in then." Spike said, stepping aside to let his uninvited visitors enter.

It was getting later in the evening and everyone was enjoying themselves despite the effort some of them made to hide it. Everyone had, had a few drinks and were quite relaxed and comfortable with the surroundings. Despite protests from Buffy and Spike, the crypt had been magically transformed into a cheerful hall of Christmas fun, with a tree and lights, and ornaments, garland, holly, stockings, and mistletoe all hanging in their respectively proper places. Spike's protests had been purely from the view point that it was a bit too much cheer for a vampire, where as Buffy's stemmed from the stand point that too much needless magic was bad.

"God, Buff! You sound like Giles. I thought we'd gotten rid of that stuffy way of thinking for at least one night." Willow said. "I'm no Christian but here I am celebrating with you guys, if I can make exceptions for what I believe, so can you." She nodded her head and continued strewing her magical decorations about the room.

Buffy sighed with resignation. There was no point in arguing when Willow set her mind to something.

"And now, Spike," Willow said "we have one special gift for you, that we hope will serve you well for as long as you are living in this crypt."

Spike looked at the witches. "All this cheer isn't enough, I get more? Aren't I the lucky one today." he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll like this, though." Tara said. "It's something Willow and I have been discussing for a while." She looked at Willow.

"We thought that with you being mostly defenseless and all, at least against humans, that we would do something to help keep you protected whenever you were within the walls of this crypt." Willow said.

Spike raised his eyebrow. "So..." he said.

"So," Tara said "we are going to do a protection spell on your crypt."

"What! You can't do that!" Buffy exclaimed.

"Why not?" Willow turned to ask her friend.

"Well, because. He's evil. You can't protect him."

"Buffy, he's harmless." Willow said.

"Hey, standing right bloody here!" Spike said. "I can hear you. I am not harmless."

"Yeah, you're a real killer, big boy." Willow said and turned back to Buffy. "Buffy, He can only protect himself against other demons. Any human could walk in here at anytime and do anything to him, and he wouldn't be able to stop them. He's done a lot to help us recently, and I think we owe him at least a little bit of protection."

"Buff, I think I have to agree with the girls on this one." Xander said quietly. "We owe him a bit of thanks, and he's been trying to prove himself to us. I owe him for saving Anya, at the very least."

"Yeah, what he said." Spike said.

Buffy sighed. "I don't like it. But... Fine. Do what you want."

And with that, Willow and Tara set things up to do the protection spell on Spikes crypt. A few moments later they were casting the spell.

"Goddess, protect this crypt and he who dwells within it. Let no one pass it's threshold who intends harm to fall upon another."

The witches looked at one another, then turned to face everyone else and smiled.

"That's it?" Spike asked.

"Yep. Short. Sweet. To the point." Willow said.

"Hopefully not a very sharp point." Spike joked.

Willow chuckled and slapped him on the arm. "Who knew you were so funny, you big kidder!" she teased the vampire. "Anyway, that should take care of it. Now, shall we get back to the festivities? We haven't had dinner yet."

At the mention of dinner everyone instantly agreed that it was a good idea, and watched as the witches set forth to create the most fabulous feast that any of them had ever seen in their lives, or un-lives.