Spike screamed as pain shot threw his skull. Earlier, Buffy had unlocked the shackles and took him up to her room so he could get some sleep.
Buffy ran into the room. “Spike!” She yelled, going to his side.
Spike curled on his side toward her. “Buffy?’
Buffy pulled his head in to her lap. “I’m here,” she said, running her fingers through his hair.
Spike screamed again and both hands shot to his head. “Make it stop!”
Buffy frowned. “God, Spike… I don’t know how,” she whimpered, helplessly. She slid down next to him and pulled him against her. “I’ll figure something out though. I promise. Just hang in there.” She ran her hands up and down his back in a soothing gesture.
Spike stopped screaming and trembled in her arms. “It hurts, Buffy. God, Buffy, it hurts so bad.”
Tears slid down Buffy’s face and she slid a leg over his hip. “Shhhh. Willow!” She yelled.
Willow ran into the room. “Is he getting worse?”
Buffy nodded. “Do you think you could take it out or do a spell?”
Willow concentrated on Spikes face and chanted a few words.
Buffy closed her eyes from the flash that came after the crackling in the air. She opened her eyes and looked at Willow. “I took it out,” she said.
“Thank you, Will,” Buffy said. “Are you okay?’
Willow nodded. “Yeah,” she said. “No biggie.”
Buffy smiled and Willow left.
Buffy sat next to Spike and ran her fingers over his face praying he’d wake up soon. She put her down and dozed for a while.
When Spike woke, he felt different. He smiled when he noticed Buffy sleeping and he carefully slipped from her grasp to take a shower.
Buffy woke about 10 minutes later and moved her hand across the bed. Feeling nothing she opened her eyes. “Spike?” She asked as she sat up.
Buffy heard the water shut off and smiled.
Spike came in a few moments later in his jeans. “Did I wake you?” He asked, drying his hair.
Buffy crossed her legs. “No. How’s your head?”
“Not splitting. Something’s different though,” he said, sitting next to her.
Buffy smiled. “Willow took the chip out,” she said.
Spike’s eyes widened. “You what?”
“It was killing you,” Buffy said, softly. “I don’t wanna talk about it. I had to and its done.”
“Only if your sure,” Spike said.
Buffy smiled. “Yeah. I’m sure,” she said, getting off the bed. She put on a CD and began swaying to it.
Back in the bathroom, Spike grabbed his clean shirt and slipped it over his head. He came back out and watched as Buffy danced to the music. He couldn’t help but smile.
Buffy looked at him and smiled back. She went over and pulled him to the middle of her room. She began moving her hips against his.
It took a few seconds before Spike was dancing with her around her bedroom.
Buffy saw the love shining in his eyes and smiled to herself. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.
Spike didn’t respond for a minute then he gently pushed her away. “Buffy we can’t do this,” he whispered.
Buffy frowned. “Sorry,” she said, softly.
“Buffy!” Dawn called up the stairs.
Buffy looked at Spike before going downstairs. “Dawnie, I was… Hi dad,” Buffy said, stopping short at the bottom of the stairs.
“Hi, Buffy. How have you been?” Hank asked.
Buffy looked at Dawn at a loss for words.
Hank smiled. “That’s okay. I had to talk to you about something,” he said.
“Lets go out on the porch,” Buffy said, talking him to the porch.
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