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Chapter Four: Spikes Back…But Without A Vengeance
About 2 years later, Spike came into town again, and that was when everything finally started to get interesting. The first night that I saw him was both a happy and terrifying time for me…and honestly, I thought that night would be the last time…
"UGH! Why isn't there any activity tonight?" I whined as I finished off the last cemetery. I saw two demons the whole night and I was out for at least three hours already. For the past two weeks, this was the nightly routine. There were some nights when I wouldn't see one single demon or vampire. Something was off in Sunnydale. The demons were hiding or had packed up and headed out of town. It was an unusual occurrence and that meant that either the demons were planning something, or a big supernatural change was coming. I opened my cell phone and dialed Giles' number; I had to tell him how down things had been the past few nights. I was starting to believe another apocalypse was headed our way.
Suddenly, I heard something behind me and turned around to find Spike lying on the ground looking very sick. "Spike? What's wrong with you?" I asked kneeling over his battered and bruised body. There was a large gash on his forehead and his lip was cut on the side. I looked around the cemetery, surveying my surroundings to try and feel for anything, look for anything. There was nothing. "Spike, talk to me." I whispered, pushing a soft blonde little curl out of his eyes. "Slayer…they did something to me." Worried, I shook him slightly, trying to keep him conscious. "Who did this? Spike, tell me!" He moaned something I couldn't understand before passing out. Deciding to go against my better judgment, I picked him up and dragged him to my house. I wondered quietly who had done this to him. I'd never seen a vampire look so close to death, which was a contradiction in itself considering they were already dead.
I was so upset when I found Spike in that kind of condition. The way he looked…it was heartbreaking. Deep down I still had feelings towards him and the need to take care of him in this weakened state won over the need to stake him. His skin looked paler than usual and his eyes were so dull and empty. It looked like someone had beaten him up one side and down the other.
I somehow got Spike back to my house and put him on the cot in the basement. I knew he was a vampire but I was still worried, and not for my family's safety. He looked so fragile; I was worried he'd turn to dust at any moment from the extent of his injuries. I stayed with him throughout the night, watching and waiting in case he needed anything.
I didn't know what to do with him the next day so I ended up calling Giles, and you can imagine how that conversation went…
"Hey Giles!" I said after he picked up the phone.
"What do you need Buffy?" He asked. I was really nervous, unsure of what to say. How did I explain the fact that I had a Master vampire in my basement because I liked him too much to kill him? I was most likely the worst slayer in the history of slayers.
"Well, I um…I have Spike in my basement. He is really messed up Giles. I need your help. He might know what's been going on with the demons around here." There was silence on the other line and I could just picture him taking off his glasses and cleaning the lens. That was his usual routine when he felt various emotions; anger, nervousness, anxiety.
"Buffy, he is a vampire, why haven't you staked him?" he said angrily. I knew he would freak out, but I couldn't kill Spike like this. He was helpless, defenseless…and my heart couldn't take it. I cared too much, but I would never tell him that.
"Giles! He is defenseless right now…it just wouldn't be right. And thanks for the help, ill see you in a few minutes!" I said quickly hanging up the phone before he had a chance to protest. I knew he would be frustrated, but for once, I really didn't care.
"MOM! TELL GILES TO COME TO THE BASEMENT WHEN HE GETS HERE!" I yelled as I started down the basement stairs. I became nervous once again as I headed down. I wasn't sure if he was going to be awake or not and I don't know if I was ready to come to terms with the fact that I had just let a Master Vampire live and sleep in my own house. I heard him moan as I reached the bottom of the stairs and I rushed over. "Spike? Are you awake?" I said cautiously laying my hand on his sweaty face. He suddenly growled and I took a step away, being wary of his condition. I turned my head at the sound of my mom nearing. She was walking around in the kitchen. I hoped she wouldn't come down, start asking questions. I hadn't told her Spike was here.
Taking advantage of my distraction, Spike grabbed me and shoved me against the wall, pressing his body tightly against mine. I hated to admit that the wild look in his eyes actually turned me on. His eyes, yellow like the sun, bore into mine. I could see the need to dominate over the situation in his eyes. He buried his nose into my neck and breathed in the scent of my hair. I felt him grow hard instantly, his length pressed intimately against my sex, "Spike, please! It's me…Buffy. Remember, the slayer?" I mentioned as he once again growled, except this time a little louder. That was probably not what he wanted to hear at the moment. "Ok, bad start. Do you remember the night at Sunnydale High when you and Drusilla attacked? You kissed me in the classroom?" I mentioned trying to get him to remember something special that had happened between us. Then the thought came to me, if he kissed me, he might remember. It was a dangerous shot to try, but I had to chance it and secretly, I wanted to feel his lips caressing mine as crazy as it was.
"Spike, kiss me…" I whispered softly nudging my face closer to his. I didn't know if I had lost my sanity, but it was the only thing I could think of to try besides pummeling him. He growled softly and then claimed my lips. The hunger in this kiss was nothing like the other. This kiss was so different. It was as if he was starving for me, and that's when it hit me…he hadn't fed. My next course of action was crazier than the first, but…I wanted it. "Bite me Spike…feed from me." I said tearing my lips away from his. He growled and shook his head violently, but he had to feed. I could see the hunger eating away at his sanity. I punched him, momentarily knocking him off balance and pushed him back onto the cot where I straddled him. He was fighting me but I wasn't going to let him up. This had to be done.
I grabbed a piece of broken glass from the shelf that was nearby and cut my wrist slightly so he could feed. "Here!" I said shoving it in his mouth. He took it but only licked it, which shocked me, and before I could ask why, he flipped me on my back and bit into my neck. I moaned his name in response, unsure of how to react. I was unaware that feeding from me would feel so good. He ground his hips into mine, and it fueled my passion. I lifted my hips into his, encouraging him more. I felt as if I was going to burst. Just then, I heard the doorbell ring and I should've panicked, but I couldn't. This feeling was consuming me.
I whispered his name, giving into him. I started feeling dizzy and knew that he had started taking too much, was he going to kill me?
I couldn't believe that I put myself in that predicament. I had willingly let a very mad and very hungry vampire kiss me, and then feed from me. Was I going insane?
It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. When he fed from me, it didn't hurt. I felt like I was falling into Heaven…if that was even possible. The feelings that it gave me were amazing. I started to wonder though if it was like that every time a vampire fed. Could the bite of a vampire feel good or bad depending on how they felt towards the victim?
At that point, it didn't matter. Apparently, whoever these people were, they had starved him until he was on the verge of madness. He didn't even recognize me. How could they do this to him? These people were going to pay, whoever "they" were.
Sunnydale was my town…no one else slayed the demons in this town except for me!
Suddenly, Spike ripped his fangs from my neck and licked the marks, closing the wounds. "Buffy, you have to get up…Giles is right in front of the door." I heard him say. I quickly sat up, trying to get through the dizzy spell. "Lay back down Spike, I told him you were still asleep." I said moving to get off of the cot. As soon as I got cleaned up all the way, Giles opened the door and started down the stairs.
"Hey Giles! Thanks for coming over!" I said casually, trying to shake the dizziness that had taken hold of my head. "If it were anyone else Buffy, they would have staked this thing! Why are you helping him?" he said reaching the last stair. "Because, he was way sick last night. I don't know what happened to him, but we have to find out!" I said walking back over to the cot. I nudged Spike slightly, knowing already that he was awake.
"What slayer?" he said faking sleep. "Get up! Giles is here to analyze you or whatever! If you eat him, you and Mr. Pointy will get acquainted very quickly, understand?" I said as he nodded. "He woke up this morning for a little bit and I got him some blood from the butchers." I said as he feigned sick. "Nasty stuff it was, I ought to hurt you slayer! Why couldn't you just give me your blood? Slayer blood is the quickest way to heal a vampire." He said looking directly at me.
"Well, what happened yesterday Spike?" Giles said going closer to him. "I don't know. I was walking through the cemetery three days ago and these people in commando type clothing attacked me. I started fighting them off and then one of them hit me over the head and I blacked out. I woke up some time later on a laboratory table in this big military facility. They had all types of demons luv. They did experiments on them. This one demon told me he had been there for a year or so and that they had put a chip in his head so that when he attacked humans, it would go off and give him a splitting headache." I grimaced in response, the thought made me sick to my stomach. I was thankful the demon couldn't hurt humans but I wondered what type of other kind of experiments they did. Why were these people doing experiments on demons? Why didn't they just kill them?
"Pet, Watcher, this lady came up to me and even though she was human, she made Angelus look like a savior! She told me that she had big plans for me. Said she knew that I had once had an alliance with the slayer and that it would prove to help move her plans along smoothly. Buffy luv, you should stay inside. These people mean business." I sat down on a stool beside the cot and tried to process the information he was giving. I knew there was something going on in Sunnydale, but I had no clue it was this.
"They did all these experiments on me. They took my blood, even made me pee in a cup! It was bloody well excruciating! They just…they just did a lot of nasty experiments. Luv, I barely escaped! I barely got away from these people. You need to watch your back, there are more than a hundred, maybe a thousand of these blokes!" He finished as Giles looked at me worriedly. "Did they say anything else about Buffy? Do they know that SHE is the slayer?" Giles asked anxiously. "Yea mate…they know everything about her. They know where she lives; they know everything about her friends and family. I heard one say they'd been watching the slayers activities for years. I'm telling you, these people are dangerous!"
I became worried at the thought of so much personal information being jotted down like I was another experiment. "Well, I'm going to go patrolling tonight. I'm going to see if I can get some information out of the demons around Sunnydale!" It was the only solution to my current problem. We had nowhere else to start. "Buffy, I don't think…" I held up my hand to silence him, "Giles! I'll be ok. If Spike feels up to it…he can come with me!" I said forcefully. I wasn't going to let these people get away with this. I was the slayer, and it was my job to deal with demons! "Fine, but…please do be careful!" Giles said worriedly. I nodded and assured him everything would be fine. I didn't know if it truly would be but I had to find out whether or not he liked it.
"Professor Walsh, the vampire did indeed go and find the Slayer. What would you like us to do?" Riley Finn asked her. "Attack them and bring them back here. Our plan is going according to schedule. This is easier than I thought it would be. The vampire is leading us straight to the slayer." She said smirking.