A Witch In Need: confusion Results
by Acila
“Why did I agree to come here? Again? Oh right cause Spike needs your help with something. The stupid fool knows that he could have asked ANY one else but no he has to choose me the one person that would never say no to him cause of a not so little crush. Stupid Idiot!”

 “Who you callin’ an idiot pet?”

 Willow’s face turned as red as her hair.

“Umm just some guy from my Bio class, he’s been bugging me to go out with him he just can’t take no for an answer.”

 “What? Who is the billock luv? I’ll drain him dry if he trys anything.”

 "Oh no, umm, that wont be necessary Spike. Why did you need me here?" Willow looked around his cemetery crypt, noting that all he had was a dirty old lounge chair, Cracked TV with bunny ears, and a single pillow
with a blanket draped over a raised coffin.

 Spike cocked his head at an angle and studied her as she let her eyes explore his inhabitants.

 "Well Red, it's quite simple really. In fact I would do it myself but being a vampire an all I don't have the necessary skills..."

 In pure Spike fashion he patted down his leather coat in search for his cigarettes, found em, lit one and blew a ring of smoke circles.

  She tapped her foot impatiently on the stone floor. Pretending that her thoughts were nothing like they actually were.

"And to get to the point luv, I'm having some problems with my undead life in general; well not in general it’s a very particular problem actually. Thought you
might wanna sit an' we could chat a bit."

 "Is there a problem you needed help with or not Spike? I really don't wanna just sit and chat with you, in a crypt, at night." Willow huffed out, feeling
a bit agitated with him, it was actually dark outside and she had an organic chemistry test to study for and next weeks Economics homework to get finished.

"Oh there Is pet, No doubt about that, It's just not that easy to explain, see might take a bit..." Spike motioned for the only chair and willow took a seat
with a heavy sigh and watched as the bleached blonde started pacing the floor in front of her.

“I need your help...”

 “I got that but with what?”

 “I was getting to that, hold your knickers luv. It’s Peaches” Spike rolled his eyes when she gave him a curious look “ oh hell, I mean Angel.”

“What about him he has a soul so its all good right?” Willow got a worried look on her face.

 “Well you see that’s the problem luv, I can’t get him out of my head I can’t stand the pouf, but Angelus I could stand even liked for awhile.”

 

 “I uhh, I’m not sure what you mean.”

 “Its really quiet simple pet I need to perform a little of that magic you so love and destroy Angel’s soul… for good.”

“WHAT! no I would never do that!”

 “Fine then you can explain to Buffy why Xander was

tortured in many DIFFERENT ways and his dead body left on her front doorstep.

 < Let’s see her refuse now! >”

 Willow then immediatly burst into tears

 “ You have one day to answer me, if you or the git try to leave I will find you and make you wish that you had never lived. < God why am doing this? I have to take it back I just want to hold her in my arms and fuck her into oblivion>

 "Ah Hell, Don't go poaring your salty tears there all over my floor" Spike cracked his neck in frustration, it was hard to intimidate someone when they
were practically bawling, and the instinct to comfort the red head wasn't helping.

 "Its late I'll walk ya home, You can think on what I told ya' yah" Willow stood quietly wiping tears from her eyes. She straitened her back and walked right out without even looking back. Spike had to admit that he was abit taken back at her abrupt change of temper.

 

 Willow was stalmping the ground as she walked, Knowing Spike was close behind. He never came up next to her though, it was a bit diconserting to her.

As she reached her door, pulled out her key a thought came to her mind. She swung her whole body around with a malicious glare on her face. Taking deep breaths, her eyes still puffy red from earlier.

 

Spike just stood at the steps, studying her with his crystal blue eyes.

"How dare you!" She took a step forward twards Spike. He just stood his ground, regarding her quietly.

 "How DARE you threaten me or Xander! You asked me to disperse Angels soul perminantly. When I'm the one who gave it to him without a happiness clause." She took a few more steps forward, Till she was one step away from
Spike.

 

"That took alot of darn tootin magical power, and Ill be damd if your going to threatin me when I can burn you into a crispy fry with just one word of mouth" Willow was practically yelling into Spikes face. He didn't let is show but he was taken back by her sudden agressiveness, and even if he wouldn't admit it his demon was slightly intimidated by her in this state.

 



 

"You go anywear near Xander, and You'll wish I turned you into a pile of dust." Willow's eyes were slightly flikering black and her voice was a iry low calm, something that Spike didn't miss. She Stormed back to her door, turning her back to spike as she put her key in the lock and threw her door open.

 The Ultimate insult to a Vampire, turning your back on them. Showing them you weren't afraid.

 "By the way, that was a NO!" Then his red head slammed her door hard
in his face.

He lit his third cigarette that night and headed off into the dark.

< How could he do this to me? He knows I love Xander as a bother. But to bring back Angelus permanently would be to doom the world. Why me? Why must I be in love with a vampire that wants me to enable his sire to destroy the world? > Willow’s thoughts were interrupted by the phone ringing.

“Yes hello?”

“ Willow?”

“ Yeah?”

“ Its Angel.”

< Oh God what could he want? > “ What do you need?” she asked with a sarcstic happiness

“Oh I just wanted to call and chat a bit.’

“ Oh no you don’t I know you better then that Angel you don’t ‘chat’ with ANY one now what do you want?”

“ I uhh need your help.”

< Oh Goddess now what? > Willow took a deep breath “ with what Angel? And I should warn you I’m not in the greatest of moods, YOUR favorite childe made me very upset today.”

“Well he’s the reason I need your help. I’m sure you know our complicated history is, but the thing is after I was cursed with a soul I couldn’t bear to be around him. To bear witness to what an evil creature he was, and still is. Willow I love him still but I cannot bear to see him soulless. I need you to restore his soul to him permanently.”
“ Goddess what IS it with you too and still loving each other and wanting me to change something for you! Gah!” Willow slammed down the phone not giving Angel the time to process her words and implications.

< They are going to drive me crazy I swear!>

Willow walked into her bathroom to take along hot bath. Unknown to her she was being watched. She filled the tub with hot water making sure to add lavander and vanilla bubble bath, lit a few candles, then derobed and steped in.

“Stupid Vampire, who do they think they are, bossing me around, demanding to add and take away souls like im a god or something.” she mumbled to herself right before she dunked her head under the bubbles. “Life sucks”

A little red demond was standing outside her balcony taking in her fiery red hair curiously. Information he was told to get. Info on the one who dares to disrupt the balance of the demonic cirlce. The Giver she was called in the underworld. But for what is what the demonds wanted to know, They knew her title, but as to why they were perplexed.



 


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