Title: Shadows in the Night
Author: claudia6913
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: W/S
Summary: Willow and Spike are having dreams. Can they figure them out?
Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own the characters, they are sole property of Joss and Co.
Distribution: NHA, SoG, redsoulmates, willsvamps, and anyone else I post to. All others just ask.
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Chapter 8
Spike was pacing outside Willow's house. He would walk up to the door, raise his hand to knock, then curse under his breath, and walk back to the sidewalk to repeat the process. He needed to know if his dreams were part of a spell the Witch had done or not. 'I swear if Red did a spell I will kill her, chip or no chip. I bloody well don't like my head played with,' he thought. 'If she didn't then, well, we'll just have to figure this out. She's a smart girl.'
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Willow was starting to get a headache from all the reading. She needed some fresh air. She missed the simplicity of standing on the balcony and looking at the stars. Before she met Buffy, she would sit out there every night. Now if she went on the balcony she went loaded with a stake, holy water, and a cross.
Willow walked out to the railing of the balcony, leaning on it. She breathed deeply of the night air. Smiling to herself she gave a small thank you to the goddess for such a beautiful night. She turned to look out at the street. Willow watched as Spike went up to her door, or so she assumed because only part of the walkway was visible from the balcony, and walk back to the street. 'What is he doing here?' she wondered, 'and why hasn't he knocked yet?'
"Spike?" Willow called out.
Spike almost jumped at the sound of his name, and then silently cursed himself for not paying attention to his surroundings like a good vampire.
"What?" Spike called back.
"What are you doing here?" Willow asked.
"Nothing, just out," he said lighting a cigarette and walking closer to the balcony so they didn't have to talk so loud. Well him at least.
"Right, Spike. Just out having a nice stroll between my sidewalk and the front door?" she asked incredulously.
"Did you do a spell on me?" Spike blurted out.
"A spell? No. Why?" Willow asked baffled.
Spike looked at her hard. He didn't know if she was telling the truth or not. From what he read in her diary he figured she wasn't lying.
He shook his head. "Can I come in? We need to talk. Besides I'm not a big fan of Shakespeare, and don't bloody well feel like climbing up there." Spike said.
"Go to the front door. I'll be there in a minute,” Willow said and walked back into her room. 'What's this spell he's talking about?' she wondered. She walked down to the front door and opened it. She stood staring at Spike for a few seconds weighing the pros and cons of letting him into the house.
"Come in, Spike," Willow said.
"So Spike, what's this about a spell? I don't understand," Willow said and went to make herself comfortable in the living room. She gestured for Spike to have a seat.
"Did you do one or not?" Spike asked glancing at her.
"No, Spike. It's been a few months since I've done anything. Now, are you going to tell me what's going on? I like a good puzzle as much as the next person, but I'm tired and hungry, so if you don't mind, tell me what's going on," Willow said. Her curiosity was getting the better of her. She was hurt that he would accuse her of doing a spell on him, but at the same time she wanted to know why. She waited patiently for him to start explaining.
"Well Red, it's like this," Spike said pulling a cigarette out and lighting it. "I've been having the same dreams you have and for the same amount of time--"
"What do you mean having the same dreams as me? How would you know? And no smoking in here Spike,” Willow asked cutting him off.
Spike gave her a withering look and put his cigarette out on the bottom of his boot. Then he reached into his duster and tossed her the diary he'd stolen from her dorm room just a few nights ago.
"Where did you get this Spike?" Willow asked standing up and shaking her diary at him. "What right do you have going through my diary? I should stake you right now! I can't believe you Spike!"
"Are you done? Can I continue? I don't mind waiting. You're bloody magnificent when you’re angry,” Spike said with his trademark smirk.
"Whatever," Willow said sighing, and sat back down. "Go on with what you were saying."
"Right then, the dreams, they are or rather were, exactly like yours. A person that was nothing more then a shadow. Then in one dream I heard your voice and saw your hair. It was you. I still don't know why. I thought you'd done another bloody spell again."
"Well, I didn't,” Willow said. 'Has he had the dreams of the clearing yet?' she wondered.
"Right. Well, I don't mind having dreams about you, Red," Spike said smiling at her, "but I don't fancy the latest one."
"What do you mean?" Willow asked. 'I guess that answers my question,' she thought.
He was getting agitated. 'I don't sodding want to tell her that the dreams are getting...unreal. I'm a bloody master vampire,' Spike thought to himself. He was pacing and trying to decide how much to tell her. He had no idea that she’d had the dream too.
"See Red, it's...you. You came to me in the dream," he said. 'There. Give her something, see if she bites.'
Willow just sat there and stared at him. She knew what he was talking about. It was a rare occasion that two people have the same dream. 'This can't be good,' Willow thought. 'This is definitely Hellmouthy.'
"Spike, I think we have a big problem,” Willow said.
"Bloody hell," Spike said with a sigh and sat next to Willow on the couch.
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