Title: Shadows in the Night
Author: claudia6913
Pairing: W/S
Rating: PG-13 for now will be NC-17 later
Summary: Willow and Spike are having dreams about each other. Can they figure out what they mean?
Disclaimer: Joss, ME, and all those others own all. I make nothing from this. Just my own satisfaction.
Distribution: NHA, Shades of Grey, redsoulmates, and those I post to. Anyone else just ask.
Author's Notes: Thanks to my beta's Emmy and Vashti for helping hash this out. Thanks to Gab for all her great feedback on everything I do.
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Chapter 2
Willow was nervously played with her stake. 'Why did Giles ask me to go? Surely Spike could have handled this on his own,' she wondered.
"Bloody hell Luv, would you put the stake away. It's enought to make a vampire twitch. I ain't gonna hurt you. Not that I could anyways. Chip remember?" Spike grumbled, but quickly added, "But I would if I could." He chuckled at her quick intake of breath.
Willow quickly put the stake away. She looked at her surroundings and noticed they weren't headed towards Willy's. "Uh...Spike?"
"Yeah, Pet?"
"Isn't Willy's that way?" Willow pointed.
"Yeah it is."
"Uh... S-so why aren't we headed that way? Giles wanted us to go get information from Willy. How are we supposed to do that without actually going to see him?" Willow asked nervously.
"Well, Red," Spike drawled, lighting a cigarette, "we don't need to go see Willy." He plucked the fifty Giles had given her and pocketed it.
"W-wh-what?!" Willow squeaked halting mid-step.
"Red, hold down the exclamations. Vampire hearing and all that," Spike said and grabbed her arm to get her to continue walking. They were near The Bronze and she was radiating fear like a beacon. Spike, for some reason, didn't feel like a fight right now. "I said we don't need to go to Willy's for the info. I know what the demon is. It's benevolant, not evil, and it will leave soon. It's a Thorax or Gorthax or something like that."
"Oh," Willow sighed. " So, what are we doing then? Why didn't you tell Giles?"
"Needed to get out Pet. Relax. Besides you look like you're strung a little tight." He looked her up and down. She was biting her lip. 'How cute,' he thought. 'Wait, cute? What the hell is wrong with me?'
"I-I'm not high strung! I just, ya know, study and research, and well, stuff. And I get out plenty, for your information. I walk to the dorm. See? That's out. Oh, and ..."
Spike's raised eyebrow made her stop mid-babble. "Really Pet? Well, then you won't mind indulging me in my boring escape from my boring un-life," with that said he dragged her into The Bronze. Choosing a nice secluded shadowy table he sat her down. "What's your poison Red?"
"Um...Coffee?"
"Coffee? Not exactly living on the edge, Pet. I'll order for you." He left before she could stop him.
Spike sauntered off to the bar and got himself a whiskey and Willow a Long Island ice tea. He was walking back to the table and looking around. Noticing the Slayer on the dance floor with Riley, he cursed under his breath. Hopefully she'll be too busy with Soldier Boy to notice me and Willow at the dimly lit table. "Here ya go, Luv, a nice ice tea." He smirked.
"Ice tea? Since when is this edgier then coffee?"
"It's a special blend, Red. Just try it."
Willow gave him a look trying to decide whether or not to trust the vampire. She took a quick sip. "Mmmm. It's good."
Spike downed his whiskey. "Not so fast Pet. Special blend remember?" She had already downed half the drink. He chuckled softly wondering what an inebreated Willow would be like.
Willow looked up and him and just stared. 'What is in this ice tea,' she thought. 'It makes my head feel a little spinny.'
"So, Spike," she said.
"Red."
"Why do you call me that?" Willow asked. She'd always thought it was a cool nickname, much better then the ones she'd been given in high school.
Spike thought for a moment. He'd thought the nickname was blatantly obvious. Red hair. 'And she's the smart one,' he thought with a snort of laughter.
"Well Pet, you see it's becuase of your blood," he said trying to get a rise out of her. "I think your blood would be the reddest and richest blood I would ever taste." He wiggled his eyebrows at her.
Willow went into hysterics of drink induced laughter. "Oh, really?" She knew he was messing with her. "Too bad you'll never know. What with the chip and all."
"Won't have the bloody chip forever."
Willow blanched at that. 'Ok, not a fun joke any more,' she thought.
Spike saw Buffy and Riley head to the bar. 'Better get out while the gettins' good,' he thought. "C'mon Red. Time to go." He grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the door.
"Wait, Spike. I'm not done with the ice tea yet," she said glancing to the half full cup at the table as she was dragged out of The Bronze.
"Don't worry Luv, I'll get ya another some time."
"So where to now?" she asked leaning heavily on the vampire.
Spike smiled as the witch leaned on him. Inhaling her scent he stopped and drawled, "Well Red, we could go to a number of places. There is my crypt," with that Willow scrunched her nose and made an eww sound, "or go back to the Watcher's, or I could just take you back to the dorm."
"Shouldn't we tell Giles that you know about the demon? I mean I am supposed to make sure we get the information."
"Well, I don't fancy seeing the Watcher again tonight. Once a day is too much for my liking. To your dorm it is."
Willow tried to protest but her brain was not bringing the words to her mouth so she just let Spike lead her to her dorm room. When they got there she opened the door and collapsed on her bed in a fit of giggles.
Spike grinned waltzed in and sat on her bed and began to snoop. 'Wonder what secrets are hidden around here,' the vampire thought.
Willow lay on her bed and stared at Spike's back having very un-Willowy thoughts. 'Oh my goodness, hot vampire in my room sitting on my bed going through my things. Wait, going through my things. Uh oh, not good.'
"Uh..Spike what are you doing?" she asked in the middle of a yawn.
"Nothing Luv. Just snooping like a good house guest," She didn't notice as he slipped her diary into his duster pocket.
As she drifted off to sleep she saw Spike lean in to kiss her forhead and barely heard him murmur "Sleep well, Pet." Then she was asleep and dreaming.
They were back, those soft caresses. She could make out more of the shape. The cold caresses sent chills thruought her. She was luxuriating in the sensations. I only wish I knew who it was, she thought in her dream. Oh, to be touched like this.
Spike was just about to leave when he heard Willow whimper in her sleep. He knew he should go, Slutty might come back and be none to happy about him being here. Willow whimpered again. Bugger it, Spike thought and went to go sit next to Willow again. She unconsciously curled closer to him, putting her head on his lap.
In her dream Willow was watching the figure come clearer. She saw blond hair clearly now. Blonde, Willow thought, that's odd. She could now hear what he was whispering on her neck. "Cor, Luv, but your beautiful," he said. Willow snapped up out of sleep yelling "Spike?" and nearly hit her head on Spike's chin.
"Cor, Red! Of course it's me. Who the bloody hell did you think it was?" Why did she yell my name in her sleep, Spike wondered. He definitely planned to find out. "What's the matter, Luv? Can't get enough of me?" his usual smirk slipping into place.
Willow was still trying to shake the dream from her sleepy mind. 'It couldn't of been Spike,' she thought. 'I don't like him like that. And I definitely don't think he likes me like that either. So what the heck was I doing dreaming of Spike touching me like that?'
"Uh...oh...uh s-sorry Spike. I don't know bad dream I guess," she said. 'Yeah bad, right, uh-huh keep telling yourself that,' Willow thought, and blushed crimson.
'Right,' Spike thought. 'Bad dream. She's blushing like mad.'
"Alright Pet. I'll just go then and let you get your sleep." Spike got up to walk out of the room.
"Wait, Spike?"
"Yeah?"
"What about the demon? We need to tell Giles. If it is ok then Buffy doesn't have to worry about it."
"Don't worry Pet. I'll stop by and let the Watcher know." And with that he was gone.
Willow lay back down and let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. 'Spike? In my dreams? In those dreams?' Exasperated, Willow climbed under her sheets and went back to sleep.
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'Well, well,' Spike thought. 'Definitely gives me something to think about. I wonder what she was dreaming that would cause her to blush like that.' Spike was absent-mindedly walking back in the direction of Giles' house with Willow on the brain. He didn't even notice the vampire stalking him. Spike lit a cigarette and wondered, what will happen in my little dreamscape tonight?
The vampire that was following Spike was nothing but a filthy fledgling with delusions of grandeur. Killing Spike, a.k.a. William the Bloody, would put a definite notch in his belt. The vampire crept nearer Spike and caught him off guard with a blow to the head hard enough to knock him unconscious.
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