Disclaimer. I know nothing belongs to me, at least I can borrow for a minute or two. Again Spike/james remain My inspiration and fuel the fire.
A/N I know this is pretty angsty, but eventually it does get better and I have a feeling that there will be some Spuffy in this chapter.
Chapter Nine.
They journeyed in silence to the hospital, but Spike was aware of every movement that Buffy made. He watched out of the corner of his eye as she winced in pain. He fought the urge to reach out to her, but she was pressed against the door and was too far away for him to reach. He felt his temper boiling and knew that he had to get out of this car and now. He pulled over suddenly, nearly causing the car behind him to run into the back of them. To the surprise of both Buffy and Angel, he got out of the car, slamming the door with such force that the car shook.They both watched as Spike went over the road and flung himself down to sit in an isolated metal bus stop.
Buffy watched , without saying a word as he sat down, as quickly he was up again, pacing up and down. Suddenly Spike began to punch the metal side of the bus stop repeatedly. Buffy lurched forward and opened her car door, seconds before Angel.
"I'll go" she said quietly, she watched as the bus stop shook under Spike's relentless punishment. Taking a deep breath, she approached him with caution.With her good hand, she reached forward slowly and touched his shoulder. Spike spun around, temper flaring.As quickly as it had started he stopped, realising Buffy, his Buffy was stood before him. She took his hand in her good one and watched as the blood slowly dripped through the knuckles.She brought it to her lips and began to lick the blood off the wound. She heard Spike gasp and she smiled a small smile.When she had cleaned it she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and she looked up into his darkening eyes.
"You feel better now?" she asked quietly and with a moments hesitation he nodded."Come on let's go . " She moved to walk away , but Spike pulled her possessively to him, he wound his arm around her waist ,barely a breath from her lips.
"He will never touch you again, I don't want you anywhere near the wanker. Ok?" The ok spoken with a pleading tone and Buffy realised in that instant, how much he actually loved her. She touched the side of his face and could not believe that this man now felt like her whole life. He was her whole life and that thought frightened her.
"I don't ever want to be near him again." Buffy knew that she could never be near Riley again, he scared her and although she didn't want to think about him hurting her,she remembered the fine marks on his arm.
"I think he's on drugs." She said to Spike, who clutched her to him."How could I have not noticed that?"
Spike kissed the top of her head and cursed himself for his obvious arousal. Buffy pulled away and smiled at him. She shook her head in wonder.
"I'm sorry". He tried to pull away but Buffy gripped him firmly." Buffy," He tilted his head at her." Buffy, we really have to go and get sorted out. Luv ? " She released him and kissed his lips lightly.Spike led her back to the car without another word.
Today, Buffy's world had taken a complete 360 degree turn.Today her husband had broken her hand in a fit of temper. The like of which she had never expereienced, something about her mild mannered husband had changed today. He had become someone strange and wild. Despite all of this, despite the hand in a plaster cast, in a nice blue, it had to be said. She had spent most of the morning at the hospital in the one good arm of the man she loved. His hand was bandaged and much to his horror, an injection in his ass.She had asked to join him for this part of his treatment. The look on his face had been enough to make her day seem less grey.Now they were on their to Angel's house, for a good sleep. She leant against him in the back of the car, she was so tired.
Spike glanced down at her, he pulled her closer as he realised she was asleep. Today his world had done a complete 360 degrees. His wife was being held on a psychiatric ward. He had a couple of broken fingers, severe bruising and a few stitches at the top of his arm where Dru had stabbed him. Oh and a sore arse, thanks to an injection he was certain he didn't need. Despite all this he had spent most of the morning in the arms of this woman.The woman he loved.Now it was back to his best mates' for sleep.
"You two 'll have to stay off work tonight" Angel spoke to Spike, looking at him through the mirror. "Don't worry, I can clear it." Spike nodded his thanks. Angel had been more than a best friend today.
"Stay at mine.Ok?" Again Spike nodded and although he tried to fight it , his eyes began to droop and he was soon asleep,his head leaning against Buffy's.
Angel watched them both through the mirror. He sighed and tried to relax. He was more than wound up. The thought of Riley daring to touch his sister made him tremble, at least Spike had gotten some of his anger out on the bus stop. Angel knew that he wouldn't relax until he had Riley sorted and that was first thing on his agenda.
Buffy woke with a sigh, lying on the sofa in Angel's living room.Spike's hand was wound tightly round her waist. She looked down at his hands. The one not bandaged she stroked gently. From the dark shadows she knew they had been asleep a long time. She glanced at her watch, nearly five o'clock. Although stiff from lying on this thing she did not want to move. Her hand was killing and she knew that she would need something for the pain soon.She sighed and almost immediately a hand stroked her good arm.
"Did I wake you?" She asked quietly. Spike kissed the back of her neck.
"No luv, been awake ages. Didn't wanna move." Buffy struggled to turn round to face him. Finally she was looking into those eyes, she shivered slightly.She touched his cheek gently.
"Most people take to dating." She said with a small laugh. "We plunge straight in with the 'I love you's' and the visits to hospital." She touched his lips and Spike opened them instinctively.
"Most people". Spike said with a grin as he tried to nip her fingers. "Haven't had their husbands break their arms or their wives stab them." He took one of the tips of her fingers into his mouth and sucked gently. Buffy groaned.Her eyes closed ,until she realised what he had said.
"She stabbed you? Where?" he touched his left arm. With a struggle Buffy lifted up his t-shirt arm, She fingered the bandage gently.She stopped and Spike watched as her face grew serious."With all this other stuff, we shouldn't even be trying to have a relationship. " She felt him stiffen and she touched his face, he pulled away. Buffy forced him to look at her."Listen to me, I said we shouldn't, not that we can't. This thing between us. This love." She smiled at him, tracing his lips again."This love is what I need, what I want." She leant closer and captured his bottom lip in her teeth.Spike leant into her and groaned when Buffy pulled away. " One way or another it will work." She captured his lip again, using her tongue to gain entry into his warm mouth.Spike's tongue traced around her lips and teeth and she felt they were one. The tears fell as she realised how perfect they actually were together. Spike pulled away, feeling her wet face.He tilted his head at her, opened his mouth to speak and Buffy plunged her tongue into his mouth. Captured his own tongue and began the dance.