Dawn screamed at Chloe’s body.
Spike’s head raised and he ran upstairs. “Dawn!” He pushed through the cluster of girls and looked at the scene. “Girls, go downstairs,” he said, softly.
The girls reluctantly went downstairs and Spike rested his hand on Buffy’s shoulders. “Pet, go downstairs. I’ll take care of it,” he said.
“Spike,” Buffy whispered.
Spike’s hand slid down to hers and he gave it a reassuring squeeze. He guided her out of the room and lifted her gaze to his. “Buffy?”
Buffy’s eyes began to focus. “I’ll meet you out back,” she said, softly.
Spike allowed her to go downstairs and went back into the room. He took the sheet off the girls neck and carried the body downstairs to the back yard.
Buffy was digging a grave with tears in her eyes.
Spike lowered the body into the hole and took the shovel from Buffy. “Go inside, Pet,” he said.
Buffy raised her eyes to his. “I cant,” she said, softly.
“Go talk to the girls. I’ll be in after I finish here,” he said.
Buffy looked down at the hole. “What am I supposed to tell them?”
Spike stuck the shovel in the ground and tentatively wrapped his arms around her. “It’ll be okay,” he said.
Buffy returned the embrace. “I’m gunna wait until you’re done,” she said, against his chest.
Spike kissed her hair before he could stop himself. “You don’t have to,” he said.
“I’m going to though,” Buffy said, picking her head up.
Spike released her and she sat on the back steps.
Spike filled the grave without a look in her direction.
When he finished he leaned the shovel against the tree and went over Buffy. “You okay?”
“They have to try harder. We all do,” she said. “None of us are using our full strength because we’re afraid of it. Especially us.”
Spike looked at her with surprise. “Buffy, my full strength is not something I wanna us,” he said. “You of all people should know that.”
“I do know, Spike,” she said, softly.
“I’ll try harder,” Spike said. “Right now, we need to go talk to the girls.”
Buffy looked at him. “Then I’m gunna patrol,” she said.
Spike looked at her as she stood up. “Do you want me to go with you?” He asked.
“Yes,” Buffy said. “Things are easier when you’re by my side.”
Spike followed Buffy into the living room where everyone was gathered. “Is everyone here?” She asked.
“All accounted for,” Kennedy said, softly.
“Does anyone wanna say a few words about Chloe?” Buffy asked.
No one responded.
“Then let me,” Buffy said. “Chloe was and idiot. Chloe was stupid. You wanna be the next person to die? We have to make some changes. I’ve been pulling you too far, too long. I know you’re scared. I am too. From now on, training is gunna be twice as brutal. I haven’t been training with you and neither has Spike. Only on patrol. We will be training in small groups at a time and we will be hard on you. Go up and get some sleep. You’re gunna need it.”
All the girls went upstairs and Buffy ran a hand over her face.
“Buffy,” Spike said, softly. “Go up to bed. I’ll handle patrol.”
Buffy looked at him. “Don’t stay out too long,” she said, softly.
Spike smiled. “I wont,” he said, leaving.
Buffy trudged up the stairs and fell into bed and it was minutes before she fell asleep.
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