Lookie Anouther update, Let me know how you think the story is going...that means to please review :D its like tossing a bone to a puppy, it makes us writers happy.
Oh and I don't own the characters, Joss is God...yada yada yada.
Buffy shot up from her bed, her breathing hard and erratic. She looked around the room frantically her hand unconsciously going to her neck. Her eyes grew wide and she whipped her head around to see that indeed her sister was still sleeping soundly in the bed next to her.
Buffy swung her feet out of bed, letting them soak in the cold of the floor. And took a few quick breaths before placing her head in her hands and taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. Then she got up and started her way to the door. She exited past the cots and was going to head up the stairs to the training room until she heard someone laugh.
"Your kidding right?" Willow laughed again, already on her third cup of coco.
"Wish I were, We walked in all covered in this mucusy green slime and Delia about had an aneurysm" Angel smiled fondly at the memory.
"Musta smelt really bad"
"You have no Idea, makes me glad that at the turn of the century they had soap and hot showers". Angel passed her a quick glance.
"Musta been cool" Willow said dreamily. Angel raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, because not having showers before was really horrible, so I guess having them was cool" Angel said oddly.
"No I mean, seeing the things you saw, experiencing the things you did."
Buffy walked up slowly, cocking her head to the side. A question in her eye. Her hearing still foggy and her eyes still a little blurry by not wanting to focus. But she knew exactly who was sitting in the front. Angel, and Willow. And for some reason they felt so far away.
Willow yelped suddenly as she felt her short red locks being pulled, and her body was dragged up out of her seat until she was standing face to face with a very pissed off looking Buffy.
"So Willow, you think it's ok to move in on the love of my life"
Angel shot around the second he heard Willow cry out loudly, one hand on the wheel and the rest of his body turned to see what was attacking his witch.
"Buffy, what are you doing!" Angel yelled, slamming his foot on the break of the bus causing it to skid to a rough stop twenty feet down the road. He jumped up, grabbed hold of Buffy and yelled for help.
Spike was up in a flash, beside red who was rubbing her soar head. Buffy was trying to free herself from Angels grip, murder in her eye.
"What the bleeding hell" Spike gasped. "Red are you all right"
"Y-yeah, I-I guess, she just grabbed m-me, out of n-no were, Yelling that I was s-stealing the l-l-love of h-her life" Willow cried, wiping at the tears.
"What happened?" A groggy Giles asked.
"Buffy attacked Willow" Angel answered, still holding on to the fighting slayer with a death grip.
"Don't know what got into your slayer Rupert but you better fix it before she try's to kill us all" Giles was in shock, and at a lack of words. Then Buffy's eyes glowed a bright green for a second and she passed out in Angel's arms.
"Am I the only one that thought that was weird" Dawn said with a yawn.
"Possession maybe?" A sleepy Fred offered, holding her head outside her privacy curtain.
"How, she's under the protection spell" Willow gasped immediately, standing up with the help of Spike.
"I'm not sure, I think we need to research it" Giles went to a closet and pulled out some books. "Someone need to continue driving"
"I'll do it" Willow said "Trust me I have enough sugar in my blood to keep me going like a pink energizer bunny"
"Angel, maybe you should..."
"I'll take her back to the room and keep a close eye on her" Angel said, carefully lifting the limp slayer in his arms and proceeding down the hall into the room Buffy just came out of.
"I guess that leaves just me and you , Fred for research" Giles said passing her a heavy tomb. She accepted it with a yawn.
"And what about us" Dawn said in hushed tones angrily, glaring at Giles.
"Spike take Dawn up to the training room and watch her" Giles said distractedly. "Don't wake the others, they need there sleep" he added as a side thought.
"But I want to help research, and I don't need a baby sitter...this is so unfair" she wined. Spike started past Dawn, then grabbed her arm and gently tugged her along up the stairs with him.
"I can make us some tea?" Fred offered.
"That would be lovely, thank you" Giles replied and Fred got up to make some warm chamomile tea with honey.
Dawn huffed when the reached the makeshift training room upstairs.
"Why can't they treat me like and adult, this is so like them Spike" She whined again.
"Shrug it off nib lit, there just trying to look out for you tis' all" Before she could interrupt he continued. "And yeah, it's a pain in your arse at times but best to take it for now sweetling, they got a lot on there sodding' plates". Spike said his voice muffled by the cigarette he placed in his mouth.
Dawn took a seat on the workout matt, and Spike sat across from her.
"It still sucks" She pouted, Spikes eyes stared at the protruding lower lip, and immediately shook his head to clear all the dirty thoughts that went through his head.
"That it does lil bit, Say how bout' I teach you some self defense" Spike offered blowing a cloud of smoke off to the side and then putting his drag out on his jeans. "Wouldn't hurt you any to know how to defend yourself" Spike offered standing up.
Dawn's eyes lit up with excitement. "Really" She asked, then she looked down at her flimsy spaghetti strap and her pj pants. "But I'm not dressed for a workout" Dawn pouted.
"Bollocks, Your in something you can move in and flex in right" Spike scoffed.
"Well yeah" Dawn agreed.
"And your comfortable yeah" Spike stated again.
"Then there isn't a problem, Now I aint going to be all stiffy about it, I won't pull all the stops but we are not going to start with punching a bag or running on the treadmill, that's for sissy's" Dawn raised her eyebrows in a questioning glance, the all of a sudden Dawn found herself up in the air and just as fast lying flat on her back with the air knocked out of her.
"Lesson one bit, keep your eyes open always be aware". Spike smirked down at her.
"Ok" She got back up and dodged when Spike reached to grab her again.
"Don't just pull away, block it, defend yourself, don't leave yourself open" When he went to grab her again, she crossed her arm and pushed his offending hand away. "See, be defensive, not offensive" Dawn laughed at the football reference but found herself on the ground and out of air again.
"Lesson two, don't be distracted by anything when in a fight, sprawl, or training, it's what'll get you killed quickest" Dawn moaned and got up again. Then blocked another one of Spike's attempts to grab her, They did this cat and mouse trick for a few moments then Spike pulled back.
"Now don't just play defensive, you have to offense to, Try and hit or kick me" Dawn didn't get distracted this time and when he went to grab her she blocked it and hit him in his shoulder. "See your getting the idea"
When Spike lunged again with both hands, Dawn didn't know what to do and he ended up holding her upper arms smirking down at her. Dawn smiled back and gave him a hard head but.
"Ow" Both Dawn and Spike said in unison, Spike was suprised and Dawn was rubbing her head with a frown. "That hurt nib lit" Then his face lit up into a genuine smile "Your gettin it"
Spike lunged again and this time Dawn jumped out of the way, when he did it the second time she jumped out of the way then kicked him in the back sending him to the floor. Spike jumped up immediately and grabbed her hair, pulling her forward, Dawn swung her body and bit into his free forearm.
"Bleeding Hell" Spike looked at the vicious bite mark on his arm.
"Sorry, I - I wasn't thinking, I was j-just in the moment" Spike turned game face on her and she squeaked, as he moved forward she moved back until she was up against the wall, Spike less then a foot in front of her.
Spike stalked forward, he wanted Dawn to feel afraid, not of him in general, he wanted her to feel afraid and still try to defend herself. When he growled at her, she brought her knee up and hit him the groin, bringing his growl to a sudden halt and him to turn and sit on the floor with a heavy thud.
"Lesson three, wow that hurt luv, smart move but ow" Spike took in a few heavy breaths. "Lesson three, no matter what fight to the end, and I think you got that down good pet"
Dawn was filled with pride for herself, and felt bad for Spike at the same time.
Spike jumped up in a matter of minutes and tackled Dawn to the ground. As his body was pressed on top of her successfully idling her attempts to free herself he tsked her. "What did I tell you in Lesson one and Two"
Dawn still struggled to get free from under Spike. "If this were a real fight, and I was a mean vampire" Spike lowered his head to her neck and licked her jugular "You would be dead".
Dawn moaned when his cold tong met her warm skin, and raised her hips and the contact, her body still from her previous struggles. Spike shot up and looked down at the girl, her eyes were closed and her lips slightly open. He sniffed the air and smelt the beginning of her arousal.
Dawn opened her eyes to see Spike looking down at her with lust and curiosity, taking the opportunity she pushed his chest hard, brought her Knees up and flipped them over.
"Lesson One, be aware. Lesson Two, don't get distracted by anything" Dawn smirked down at the stunned vampire beneath her. She raised her hand as if to pretend to hold a stake and brought it down on the vampires chest softy and mouthed 'pouf' with a big smile on her face.
"Spike sat up, lifting her by the hips and setting her down next to him and then he laid down again, Dawn following suit next to him. Spike put his hands under his head and turned a big grin to Dawn.
"You got the concept lil bit, We'll keep working on it, till eventually we'll be throwing full on punches at each other" Dawn looked scared.
"R-real punches, like meant to hurt?" Dawn asked timidly.
"I won't go all out on you love, but I will say that I ain't going to be gentle either, If Glory got hold of you, shed bruise you black n blue all over" Dawn silently agreed but still didn't like the idea of throwing real punches in a sprawl. "Tis the only way you'd learn, to experience serious fighting"
"I guess" Dawn said with a yawn.
"You worked up a sweat little one, you need a shower to you smell rank, then some sleep." Spike teased. Dawn slapped him atop the head. "Hey now, watch the locks" Dawn rolled her eyes.
"You sound like Angel" Spike growled at her
"Take that back" Dawn challenged him by not taking it back. "Dawn" He warned. Still not a peep from the brunette.
"Spike what are you doing!" she squealed when she found her self belly down over his knees.
"Ganna give you the spanking you deserve" Spike brought a hand down over her ass hard enough to stun her into silence. "should have taken it back when you had the chance" he brought another hand down.
Dawn got hold of herself and started to squirm trying to get away from his hand. Dawns position and her constant wiggling were turning Spike on and after fifteen slaps, he let her off before she could feel anything hard.
Dawn stood up quickly, bright red. "H-How childish" She glared down at him. He shrugged his shoulders.
"Told you to take it back" was all he said.
"It could be a dream tracing" Fred said happily as she pointed to the page, and then passed the book to Giles.
"It would explain the rash unexplained anger and actions, and the green eyes." Giles mumbled to himself as he read the words on the page. Fred smiled to herself glad she was able to help. "But it doesn't explain how she would be able to pull it off, I mean we are under a protection spell" Giles voiced his questions aloud.
"Dream Tracings aren't a evil act" Giles jumped and Fred's smile grew as they heard Wesley's hushed voice. He took a sip from Fred's tea and then sat down. "Dream Tracings are when your so focused on one thing, that you end up on your desires plane of existence in your dream, and if that desire is a person you pull them in as well"
"Then why did Buffy react the way she did afterward, she was obviously awake" Willow pointed out from the driver's seat.
"Glory or her human host were probably still asleep and in the Buffy's plane of mind when she awoke, they were basically seeing through Buffy's eyes even though she was somewhat in control"
"Somewhat?" Willow replied sarcastically.
"Having your mental plain disrupted can mix emotions and action as well as create delusions" Wesley supplied.
"Oh" was Willows only response. Torn between forgiving Buffy, and being angry with her. "her anger at me seemed real" Willow mumbled under her breath so no one could hear.
"Great so now that we know what it is that caused this, how do we stop it from happening again" Giles asked.
"I honestly don't know" Wesley said with a sad look on his face, grabbed a book from the pile and continued to research that question with Fred and Giles.
Angel stared at Buffy's sleeping form from the chair besides the bed. She had perspiration all over her body, and her muscles were twitching. Angel was worried about his x-lover.
"I'm so sorry Buffy" He said quietly as he brushed some of the sweat plastered hair from her face. The second his hand touched her cheek her body seemed to calm, and when Angel took it away her body twitch all over again.
Seeing no other option he toed off his shoe's, shed his jacked and climbed into bed on the other side of her. When he tried to take her into his arms she fought a bit, but when settled into his embrace she immediately calmed, her breathing evened out and she seemed to relax.
Angel breathed in her scent, reliving how he used to hold her like this often when they were together. He did love her, and he did miss her everyday he was un alive. He gently kissed her forehead and drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
Buffy was running as hard as she could down a deserted street, her lungs hurt, and her feet were most likely brushed with the force of the impact each time she put a foot down. She felt like she had been running forever.
The cool breeze on her skin did nothing to console her, only made her feel worse on the inside. She gasped for air, and turned a corner right into Glory.
"Hello there, what's got you in such a rush now" Buffy's eyes grew wide and she turned to run the other way but Glory grabbed her arm and held her in place. "You think I don't know your running, I'll find my key slayer, thanks to you I know were to look for you all now, my puppy's on his way, hell fetch his bone" Glory said happily, her ruby painted lips curled into a joyful smile that showed off her pearly white teeth.
Buffy punched the God right in the face, turned and ran down the street in another direction, harder and faster then before. Doing everything she could to get Glory off her tracks, out of her mind.
Then it all stopped, for a second she was in a warm cabin, curled up by a soft fire just enjoying the moment. And as soon as she had experienced it was gone, and she dropped back again on the cold wet surface of a pavement road. She pushed herself up, her lungs still burning, each breath feeling like she was swallowing fire.
She saw Glory round the corner in her pink sun dress and matching pink stilettos, a bounce in her step as she strolled casually toward her. And that motivated her to run again, She ran down ally's and streets hopelessly looking for a way out. She was pushing her body to the limit, even with her slayer powers.
Yet no matter how fast she ran, how long, or how hard. No matter how determined she was to get away, Glory was always right behind her. Always.
Then it all stopped again, she opened her eyes to find herself in that cabin from before. And prayed it would stay this time. Prayed to a god she had not prayed to in a long time that she could enjoy this for a little while longer.
After awhile, when the fire started to die down, Buffy rested her head against the couch she was on and drifted off to a peaceful sleep.
