Chapter II - In Which We Find Out What The Feinds Want
In a big white room somewhere:
The food was drugged.
That wasn't the only thing Buffy observed. She had been in the place two weeks at her best guess, not including the time she spent unconcious. It happened often, thanks to the drugged food. because of this, she had no definate sense of time. The only thing she had was the window.
In another big white room some distance away:
For spike it was worse. He had no window. Time was an inconcivable force in the depth of his cell.
They drugged him too.
It was in the blood they gave him.
Back in Buffy's cell:
They were observing her somehow, even though she couldn't figure out how. She knew it through the refilling of her shampoo bottle.
They also knew a lot about her. Her shampoo, conditioner, colonge; seemingly trivial things, but they gave her clues to why they were keeping her there.
She didn't even know who they were.
She had been there for about a month as far as she could tell.
That's when it happened.
Both of them had been dosed with a stronger sleep aid.
In another white room in between the white rooms:
"Dr. lewis?"
Dr.Lewis turned around and faced the young doctor.
"Yes, Mina?"
"I dosed them."
"Good. They're ready."
"Do you think this is right?" The young doctor asked nervously. "We're messing with a very important prophesy."
"The head gave me permission. Even support. It will happen eventually. We're just helping it along." Dr. Lewis answered.
"They're ready, Doctor."An even younger male doctor poked his head in.
"Very good." Dr. lewis said. She got up from her chair and smiled coldly at her colleagues. "Then shall we?"
In Buffy's cell:
Buffy woke up to see a face staring at her.
"Spike?" She exclaimed when she realized whose face it was.
The blond vampire pulled back a little.
"Don't ever do that!" Buffy said swinging her feet down expecting the wood of her floor. "Why did my mom let you in? And isn't it-"
Spike raised an eye brow.
"It wasn't a dream was it?"
Spike shook his head.
They were both silent for a second. Buffy would have initially thought that Spike was behind this but his once peroxide blonde hair had grown out. About an inch of the natural brown hair showed under the prize shock white color that Spike was usually so careful about keeping completely dyed.
"Who do you think has us?" Buffy finally asked.
"Good question.I would've thought the Initiative but..."
"But what?"
Spike gave her a look.
"To state the obvious, you are here. What would the initiative want with you?" He said.
Buffy nodded it made sense. She was on good terms with the military group... sort of... plus, Riley would have got to her by now, right?
"I'm surprised you're still here. Wouldn't your precious 'Scoobies' have found you by now?" He asked his hand twitched as if he wanted a cigarette. "And Captain Cardboard too?" He added.
The blonde in front of him froze suddenly. Spike knew immdiately he had struck a chord within the slayer.
"I don't see why that's any of your business." she replied pointedly.
The vampire raised his eye brows.
"Having trouble on the boy friend front, Slayer?" Spike taunted. "He getting huffy because you've got bigger muscles than him?"
This was of course a lie. Riley was rather bulky, like Angel. She was generally attracted to buff guys. Completely different from Spike, All lean and muscular. Buffy wondered what it would be like to run her hands over his muscular back. Probably every inch of him is hard, all execpt his-BUFFY! how could you be thinking that?
"Shut up." The slayer replied wishing for a stake. Her right hand flexed reflexsively. Noticing this, Spike took a step forward.
"No stake to kill me with, Slayer?" His voice was low and husky and he had one of those annoying smug smiles-the kind you want to just rip off-on his face knwoing she couldn't kill him. Unless, of course, she ripped his head off with her bare hands but then again, when provoked Buffy got dangerous and Spike knew from experience not to underestimate the tiny slayer.
Spike in such close proximity was starting to get Buffy nervous, due to the semi-naughty thoughts she had just thought about the big, bad, evil, really sexy- OMIGOD! why had she just thought that? Spike was smilling at her still all smug, as if he knew what she was thinking.
"I don't need one."
Rather grateful for the distraction, Buffy suddenly launched to kicks and punches. Spike dodged them easily. Bracing himself for the pain, he punched her hard in the face. Buffy staggered backwards clutching one side of her face.
Spike grabbed his head ready for one of his attacks by the chip. Surprisingly, none came.
Both slayer and vampire stared at each other.
He kicked her again. Buffy recoiled and used her momentum to punch him in the face. Spike caught the punch and threw it off. Buffy tried again with a well placed kick which Spike caught, he spun her around. She landed on the ground with an audible thud.
She had forgotten how deadly he could be.
Using a chinese manuver she had just recently learned, she threw her legs under her to get up. Spike ready for this pulled her legs out from under her.
"Who's the neutered one now, pet?" He asked. She jumped up and punched again. Spike caught this again and move it over her head for a head lock.
Without warning Spike spun her around and pushed her against the wall.
Both of them breathing heavily.
Buffy thought of a maneuver that would get her out of this. Anything Giles had ever told her throught the years was coming back to her now and yet, she was still drawing a blank. She had no options except to-Buffy crushed her lips to Spike's kissing him furiously.
After a few seconds they pulled apart, then Spike crushed his lips to her again.
Buffy placed a hand on his chest purely to try and push him away but she ended up grabbing a hand full of his shirt as he deepened the kiss. Her other hand working purely out of it's own accord ran her fingers through Spike's surprisingly soft hair.
She flung one leg around him he placed a hand under her thigh to keep her up. His other hand was tangled in her hair. The two broke apart when Buffy had to breathe.
Then she pressed her lips to his once more.
She had spent WAY too much time alone.
In the Doctor's white room:
George Wilkins watched the screens in facination. This was the only job where you could get paid for watching...this.
"Should have brought pop corn."He muttered.
"This isn't scrambled porn, Wilkins, we are only here to make sure she dosen't kill him." Dr. Lewis said sharply.
"What's she gonna do? Hump him to-" George argued.
Mina silenced him with a glare.
She then switched of the volume when the slayer had started to scream.
"We don't know what a slayer is capable of. She may kill him, she may not." Dr. Lewis said ending the conversation.
That was why they took every precaution, they still needed both the speicimins to be in complete health until the entire experiment was completely over.
The ritual had been meticulously planned to coincide with the full moon, it was carefully studied to find even the barest of miscalculation, a small ammount of Spike's blood had been taken and given to Buffy. It was needed for the ritual, it not nearly enought ot turn her, nor do anything really except now he could hit her with out the chip being triggered.
The chip.
How very curious.
Lewis made a mental note to put that chip under more study in the future.
the three sat in slience watching the screen
In Buffy's cell some months later:
Buffy woke up.
It was the middle of the night or so her window told her. Well, it was dark anyway.
Suddenly the wall bust open, and in came a young woman in a white coat flanked on either side with a huge black male nurses.
"How have you been Miss Summers?" She asked.A wheel chair appeared out of thin air.
"Who are you?" Buffy asked. Her voice sounded stange to her after a little more than about three months of neglect.
"A doctor. Now if you would be so kind as to get in the chair." The doctor said.
"No." Buffy insisted moving back slightly. "Who are you?"
The doctor sighed.
"I am Dr. Mina Welles,I work for Doctor Lewis the supervisor of the operation." She said. "Now?"
"No." buffy answered again. Now that she was finally getting answers she wasn't stopping there "Why amI here?"
Dr. Welles seemed to lose her patience. She motioned for the two nurses to force Buffy. Normally she could have fought them off, but for some reason she was to tired to do so. One of the nurses wheeled her into a big room obviously a lab. There was someone else in the room.Squinting as hard she she could Buffy made out brown hair. Riley? Nah, he was wearing a black duster, dusters weren't really riley's type. Angel? was Angel here too?
The other nurse carried her off the chair and placed her in a bed next to a big a machine.
Dr. Welles returned and rubbed something on her belly. She nodded and jotted something down on her clip board.
"Lock down." she said to the two gaurds. Buffy watched as the heavy lab doors shut.
"Now Buffy, I have wonderful news." Dr. Welles started. She motioned for the two nurses to wheel the other patient forward. Buffy looked to see it was-
"Spike?" Last time she had seen Spike had been...she did not want to think about that. She had not recognized him, now his hair was brown. The bleached parts were clipped off. Buffy was rather thrown by this.
Dr. welles looked at her. "Yes. Master William is unconscious for the moment but-"
Buffy blocked her out. Her mind was on overdrive. She had no chance if she tried to run alone, but with Spike, they had a chance. Clearly the screw-ups here thought the vampire was unconscious and if she knew Spike, he was faking it.
"-now back to the wonderful news." The doctor turned around and turned on the big machine. Buffy checked to see if no one was looking. Satisfied, she proded spike.
He winked at her then went back in to position.
"As you can-" She started she didn't even have time to finish the sentence Spike had her up against the wall his hand at her throat. The girl mumbled something that sounded like 'mm-im-tmy' but Spike already had his other hand to her mouth.
"Be a good bird for me now, pet. Slayer!" He called over his shoulder to Buffy. "Work with our friends Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee over there!"
"Check." the blonde slayer responded running top speed and catching them before they had a chance to notice much less escape. She was tired a while ago but the chance of escape somehow gave her an adrenaline boost. She grabbed their shirts and knocked their heads together. For the most part, big guys were hard to silence but these two were clearly not expecting that such a small woman held so much power.
She hurried back into the lab to see Spike slipping a wallet into his pocket, he had finished tying up the doctor. He then grabbed a stray bedpan and knocked her out. He gretted his teeth against the pain but seemed to be able to ignroe it.He rippedsome material of her shirt to make a gag. The doctor's other clothes were in the table.
"Slayer! put 'em on and let's go!" Spike said to her as he lay down in the gurney. The slayer snapped back to the present and realizing Spike's plan
"The doors are locked." Buffy said matter-of-factly.
Spike frowned. He walked over to the doors and pressed a few keys on the key pad. The doors opened automatically. He grinned in triumph. With a look of disbelief at him Buffy slipped on the doctor's coat. Spike went back to the gurney.
Buffy shot him a questioning look.
"Listened to the tones when they pressed 'em."
She rolled her eyes.
"Where exactly are we going?" She hissed.
Spike kept still for a while. Buffy could tell he was formulating a plan.
Scary thought.
"Go straight. Turn left. While on my way to the labI thinkI passed there.I heard some guys say they had a break."
"If that door leads to the employee lounge I'll stake you." Buffy said but followed his instructions anyway.
She pushed the bed on wheels of in the directions Spike gave her. Unfortunately she ran into a gaurd passing in front of the door.
"You there! Purpose?" The gaurd shouted in precise military sounding tones.
"Bringing this... hostile to his cell block." Buffy said in what she hoped was a sincere, business-like voice.
"Are you new here?" The man asked.
"Um...yes. Intern."
The man stared at her for a second.
"The cell blocks are that way, young one." The guard pointed in the opposite direction and walked off.
Buffy let out a sigh of relief.
Suddenly the siren started blaring.
Almost calmly Spike jumped of the gurney.
"Time for plan b." He said.
"What's plan b?" Buffy asked her voice raising slightly. She could her footsteps, a lot of them, coming their way.
Spike pulled out his lighter and lit up the sheets of the gurney.
"Hope this hits something flammable."
He grabbed Buffy's hand pushed through the door. More than a dozen guards on motorcycles were waiting for them out side.
"Stop in the name of the-"
Spike grabbed the nearest guard off his bike and threw him into the other ones.
"Hang on, Slayer!" He shouted as he swung him self on. Buffy followed. Spike immidiately turned the bike to it's full speed and plowed though the remaining guards.
Suffy held on as tight as she could. The gates were closed up a head.
"Guard!" Another guard called to them from the gatehouse. "What is all the bloody commotion?"
The compound blew up behind them.
"Fire." Spike said cooly. He wheelied the bike and plowed through the gates.
Once out side and a little ways off the vampire hopped off the bike and ran into the woods.
"Slayer!" He called back to her. "We need to shake 'em off! We're faster than they are."
"We don't even know who 'they' are." Buffy replyed but ran after the vampire. "Besides they're on bikes! They will catch up."
"We have a better chance than staying on one. They maybe tracking us though 'em." He rationalized. "Anyways, they can't very well ride them through the bloody forest."
A roar sounded.
"They can try." Buffy said as they both took off at top speed.
Back in the burning facility with all the white rooms:
"Dr. Welles?"
George took of the crude and yet effective gag the vampire put on her.
It took a while for a doctor to regain her bearings. And when she did...
"They escaped! They're gone!" She screamed. She shot up looking frantically around the room.
"That's okay!" George said. "We can use a locator."
"That's the thing you idiot!" Dr. Welles said slapping him on the back. "We cloaked them from locators. So the slayer's witch friend can't find either of them!"
"Which means neither can we!" He exclaimed.
"Very good, wilkins, you want a cookie?" Dr. welles snapped. then she frowned. "The boss will have our heads."
"Too put it simply, fucking hell." Wilkins rationalized pulling her up.
"Charming." Mina said. She slapped at his hands and dusted herself off.
That's when they heard the explosion.
It rocked the whole compund.
"Wilkins?" Mina looked at George her voice one octave higher.
"Looks like the idiot guards didn't deprive the vampire of his lighter. The sods." He replied calmly. "Can you walk? We have to get out of here."
Mina looked at George for a second. Sure he was stupid, but he did keep his head during crisis situations.
"How about Doctor Lewis?" Mina asked as they ran to the only exit.
The destruction around them froze. Mina and George scanned their surroundings frightendly.
"Wilkins! Welles!" Dr. Lewis' stern voice sounded from behind them. "We have a job to do." She led them to her lab though a series of hidden doors and holes in the wall. She turned to them smiling serenely the two young doctors made a silent agreement that her smile was scarier than her frown. In unison, they stepped back. "You two messed my plans up. So now we must fix them."