Title: Shadows in the Night
Author: claudia6913
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: W/S
Summary: Willow has a new dream. What does Spike have to do with it?
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, Joss and Co. do.
Distribution: NHA, SoG, Willows_Vampires, redsoulmates, and anyone else I post to. Others just ask.
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Chapter 6
Spike sat in his old ratty recliner, staring off into space after the Slayer left. He just let her leave with the witch. Sitting for what seemed to be forever to the restless vampire, he waited for night fall.
He felt the urge to kill something, preferably the Slayer, but since that was currently an impossibility he'd settle for the first demon to cross his path. Grabbing his duster, Spike went out into the night to kill, maim, destroy, and generally wreak havoc to ease the turmoil that was going on inside him.
He was mumbling the entire walk. What few humans were out could hear snippets of "bloody Slayer," and "those damned Soldier boys and their bloody chips."
Spike stopped. He recognized the small clearing in the graveyard. This was where he found her, neck attached to another vamps mouth. He kicked the nearest headstone, breaking it in half.
When he turned back around he noticed a bag sitting on the ground. Willow's scent was coming from it and teasing the vampire. He grabbed the duffel bag and headed for her house. 'You're getting as bad as the great Poof himself,' he thought. 'Going around rescuing girls and taking their stuff to them, and bloody taking a liking to a human. A witch at that!'
When Spike got to Willow's house he stopped just short of the porch. Through the front window he saw that Buffy, Giles, and Xander were talking. He slipped closer to the window, keeping to the shadows to listen.
He was faintly surprised at the topic of discussion. Him. He listened closer.
"But Giles," the Slayer whined, "he had Willow in his crypt! That's totally stake-worthy!"
"No Buffy. He saved her life," Giles said cleaning his glasses.
"Did he?" Xander asked.
"How do we know he didn't do this himself and just covered it up? Willow didn't say much other then she was attacked, woke up at Spike's for a few minutes then woke up again here. Maybe I should stake him for good measure, you know, to make sure," Buffy said holding Mr. Pointy.
Spike snorted. 'Like she could,' he thought.
"No, Buffy," Willow said coming down the stairs slowly. She had changed into her pajamas. Spike noticed how pale she was from blood loss. His first instinct was to rush in and tend to her, but he clamped down on it. Getting dusted by the Slayer was not high on his priority tonight.
"Willow," Giles got up and went over to her to help, "are you all right?"
Spike snarled at Giles touching Red. The snarl caught Spike by surprise. It was an overly possessive gesture, and she wasn't even technically his. He looked at her neck and saw the bandage covering the bite from the other night. She has someone else's mark on her. The thought made him growl this time.
"I'm fine, Giles. Just a little lightheaded and hungry. Need food," Willow headed for the kitchen with Giles in tow. "Oh, and Buffy, Spike didn't bite me he saved me. So no staking please?"
"But Wills, he took you to his crypt! That's just ew..."
"Where would you have had him take me? The hospital so they could ask him questions he couldn't answer? The dorm because you are always not there? Or to Giles' because he would have been so understanding. Or here? Yeah, I can totally give an invitation unconscious. How about to Xander's because he wouldn't have tried to stake him as soon as he saw the condition I was in?"
Spike puffed up, proud of his witch for showing them. 'Bloody hell,' he thought, 'the chit is good. Probably saved my hide.' They were moving into the kitchen now to get Willow something to eat.
Spike knew better then try and see Willow now with a house full. Instead he went up to her balcony to wait until she came back up. He sat in a corner so he could see in but not be seen himself. Spike didn't want the Slayer in his face right now.
He sat on the balcony smoking and listening for Red to come back upstairs. 'So you can do what mate?' he asked himself. 'Make sure she's ok? Tell her your dreams consist of nothing but her for the past few weeks? I'm being a bloody ponce I am. Well sod that.' Spike got up and went to the edge of the balcony, then remembered the duffel. He took out her laptop and left the clothes on the balcony in front of the doors.
Spike reasoned she would want her laptop safe, and who knew when she would be on the balcony next. It could rain or something. Truth was he just needed a reason to come back.
"Need me a drink," Spike mumbled and headed for Willy's.
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"C'mon Wills why? Why can't I stake him?" Buffy asked. "I mean he's not doing us any good. He's constantly complaining and being a complete pain in the ass. Besides, if he didn't have that chip he'd have killed you, not save you." Buffy was trying to convince Willow to let her stake Spike. It wasn't just so much that it was Spike, although a good enough reason to her, she was mainly itching for something to slay.
"You two have a lot in common," Willow murmured on her way to her room.
"What? What do you mean? Me and the Bleached Wonder?" Buffy asked offended.
"I'm sorry, Buffy. I'm just tired. Never mind. Sleep now," Willow yawned and climbed into her bed.
Buffy stared at Willow for a few minutes. 'I'm nothing like him,' she thought. 'He is really annoying, rude and needs to be staked. But,' she reasoned, 'he did save Willow's life. Wonder why?' Buffy left her room and headed downstairs.
"Hey, could one of you guys stay the night with Will? I have to go patrol?" Buffy asked when she got to the living room.
"I will," Xander said. "I'll just go call Anya and let her know."
"Very good, then. Buffy do you need some assistance with patrol?" Giles asked.
"Uh, no Giles, thanks. Riley's gonna back me up."
"Okay, be careful then Buffy."
"I will, Giles. Xander, call if you need anything for Willow."
"'Kay, Buffy," Xander said.
"Night guys." Buffy walked outside to go find Riley and get some slaying done for the night.
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Spike sauntered into Willy's and sat at the bar. Ignoring the growls and sneers coming from the other patrons, he ordered a shot of whiskey. He knew he wasn't welcome here but he was the Big Bad, William the Bloody, Order of Aurelius, one quarter the Scourge of Europe, and so on. He could do as he bloody well pleased, and right now it pleased him to have a drink.
Willy set Spike's drinks down and asked tentatively, "So, uh, she found you?"
"Who?" Spike asked quirking an eyebrow. 'Who'd be looking for me,' he wondered. 'Not Slutty. She never asks, just finds and pounds.'
"The red-haired girl. Think she's a friend of the Slayer," Willy said.
"Red? She came here looking for me?"
"Yeah, she came in and asked if I knew where you were. Little thing isn't she. Hard to believe she works with the Slayer and them."
"Yeah," Spike said, lost in thought. 'She went to a lot of trouble last night, it seems.'
"So what's a little girl like that doing looking for you?" Willy asked breaking through Spike's thoughts.
"She's not a little girl. She's a powerful witch," Spike said somewhat proudly and remembered the power he tasted in her blood. He wanted more, needed more. Ached for more. His demon cried out for it.
Before Willy could say anything else on the matter Spike threw down some money and walked out into the night.
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"Buffy, where are we going?" Riley asked as he caught up to his girlfriend.
"I saw that Gorthax demon head this way. I want to see where it's going," Buffy answered.
"I thought Giles said you didn't need to worry about it. Come on there're some fresh graves over here."
"No, Riley. I'm following this demon. Besides Spike was the one who said it wasn't evil, not Giles. For all we know it could be sacrificing poor little puppies," Buffy said. She watched as the demon ducked into a near by crypt.
Riley just shook his head as Buffy crept around a crypt to look in the window.
"Riley, come here," Buffy whispered. "Look."
Looking through the window they saw the demon. Magical supplies were spread all around the table it was standing at.
"See, told you," Buffy said.
The demon was chanting. It reached for a pile of red hair and took a few strands to drop into a cauldron it had sitting on a table in front of him. Red smoke billowed for a few seconds then the demon repeated the action with another pile of blonde hair.
"What is it doing?" Riley asked.
"A spell I think. See I told you following it would be good. We should go tell Giles."
The pair left to finish their patrol and head to Giles'.
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"C'mon Luv, I've got somthing to show you."
"Spike?" Willow asked, looking around. She saw a stone table in the middle of a clearing in the woods. Woods she didn't recognize. "Where are we?"
"Shh, come here," he led her closer to the stone table, she could see magick ingredients laying on top of it.
"A spell? I'm here to do a spell?" Willow asked. 'Spike isn't being very helpful,' she thought. 'Sage, two black candles, two white candles, an anthame, a piece of rose quartz, a cauldron, incense burner, innards of something, and a few herbs she didn't recognize,' she mentally listed. 'Yep all the things for a spell. A spell for what though?'
"Don't you see Luv? It's all you need. Memorize it and this place. It will come in handy soon. Oh if you only knew Willow. It will be great," he leaned in and kissed her deeply and lovingly.
Willow melted into it for a minute then realized she still had questions. "Spike, I need all this for what spell? What will be great? What is this place..."
"Shh, don't worry right now. Just memorize."
She looked at Spike for a moment. 'He's sounding like Drusilla, his crazy Sire,' she thought. "Spike, are you--"
"Shh, look," he cut her off and turned her head toward the stone table.
Instead of fighting him she looked at the ingredients, memorizing them. Then she looked around the clearing. It wasn't big, and definitely not in Sunnydale. It was just a vague feeling she had.
Spike came up behind her and kissed her temple. "Time to go, Pet."
Willow woke and sat straight up in bed. Frantically she looked around, recognizing her room she calmed a bit. 'What the heck was that,' she wondered. With a groan Willow got up and found a piece of paper to write down everything about the dream. The stone table, the look of the clearing and what tree's she could recognize, the spell ingredients, and descriptions of the ones she didn't recognize, were all written down in a studious Willow fashion.
"I miss my laptop," she lamented leaving it behind. Resolved to go get it and her clothes in the morning, she continued her writing. After everything from the dream was written down she looked at the clock. Five am.
"Sleep," she mumbled lying back down, thinking about the dream. 'What spell?' she asked herself. 'Why was Spike showing me that place, and where was it located? I'll ask Giles about it tomorrow.' With that she was asleep again.
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