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When the Day Breaks	By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 5501 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Buffy felt helpless�she hated feeling
helpless. Spike was still unconscious and Dawn was gone. She'd scream if she
thought it would get her anything but a sore throat.
She looked over at Emma, watching the other Slayer
as she sat huddled against Aiden. Emma had dark circles under her eyes, and her
normally bronzed skin was looking almost pale. The energy drain had obviously
taken its toll "Thank you, Em, for what you did for him," Buffy said.
Emma looked up. "He was kind to me
before. I was simply repaying the favor."
"Still, you didn't have to. You went
above and beyond there."
"No, I didn't," Emma replied,
shaking her head. "Not for a Slayer."
Buffy met Emma's gaze, seeing the strength
in the other woman's brown eyes despite the currently-weakened state of her
body. An understanding passed between them, and Buffy realized something fully
for the first time.
Being
the Slayer no longer meant being alone.
Buffy broke away from Emma's eyes when Spike
groaned, her heart leaping at the sound. "Spike?" she asked softly,
stroking his hair. "Talk to me, honey. Please�"
"Buffy?" Spike replied groggily,
forcing his eyes opened. "What the hell happened?"
The overwhelming sense of relief Buffy felt
at hearing his voice again almost made her burst into tears. "You got
hurt," she said, her own voice cracking. "I thought for a while there
I might lose you."
"I'm too bloody stubborn to die. You
should know that by now," Spike replied as he sat up, ignoring the throbbing
pain throughout his whole body. He glanced around, then
frowned. "Where's Dawn?"
"She fell through the sand," Emma
said.
"I don't believe she's dead,"
Aiden added. "Clearly, she was targeted as the Key, so Chalchicomehuel
would want her alive."
"Then we need to find her," Spike
said, trying to stand only to have his legs give out on him, though Buffy
quickly caught him.
"Easy there, Billy. You were poisoned
by a giant snake monster. You're not exactly in top form," Buffy chided
softly.
He wanted to protest and insist he really
was perfectly fine, but the way his head swam told him that would be useless.
"Then leave me here, pet. Go on and save Dawn."
"No,"
Buffy said, shaking her head emphatically. "There is no way I'm abandoning
you out here."
"Buffy, I can catch up later. Dawn's in
trouble. For all we know, whatshisface could be using
her right now to do whatever world-ending thing he's planning to do. You can't
wait around for me."
"I don't believe Chalchicomehuel could
have already started the ritual," Aiden said. "These sorts of things,
they take preparation and proper alignments. We should have time enough
still."
Buffy placed her hand against Spike's leg.
"We'll save Dawn�but you'll need to be there beside me to do it. I need you in this fight."
When Spike opened his mouth to protest some
more, Buffy put her finger against his lips. "Shh� Just rest, get your
strength back up. The more you chatter on, the more energy you're wasting that
you could be using to heal."
Spike gave her a dirty look, but he also let
her guide his head back down to her lap so he could rest some more.

***
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Dawn looked on in disgust as she watched Krez eat what appeared to be giant beetles from a pack at
his side. They crunched; he slurped.
She wished she could break out of her prison
and snap his neck.
She couldn't let herself believe Spike was
really dead. As unfair as the universe tended to be, that would be just too much. She and Buffy had just gotten
him back in their lives, and now he was going to marry Buffy, plus they were awaiting
the birth of their first child. To take him now�
Even the universe couldn't be that cruel,
could it?
She'd seen him hit, yet only moments later, the
ground had given out beneath her feet and she'd lost consciousness. Anything
could've happened since then. For all she knew, Spike was already back on his feet, ready for a fight.
Dawn had to believe that. Otherwise, she thought she
might break down, and she didn't have time for that.
Krez turned his yellow, reptilian eyes on Dawn as he sucked
a beetle leg into his mouth. "Pretty little Key need not have worry for
friends. Friends and pretty little Key will be too dead to care soon." Krez laughed as if he found his words very funny.
Dawn glared, unable to keep herself quiet. "My
sister is going to kill you,"
she snarled.
Krez hissed, then bared his
fangs. "No, no, pretty little Key. Krez will
kill golden-haired Slayer. Krez will taste
golden-haired Slayer's flesh." He hissed again.
The thought made her want to shudder in revulsion,
but Dawn continued to glare. If pathetic little Krez
honestly thought Buffy couldn't kick his slimy ass, then
he was one delusional demon.
"Krez's lord will so
rule the Heavens and the Hells. All the Slayers will be nothing under the power
of Krez's lord." He clapped rowdily.
Dawn turned her head, no longer wanting to look at
the creature. His words meant nothing to her; she wouldn't let them mean anything. Spike, Buffy, Emma�they were all fine
still, and they would get to her in time to stop whatever ritual that Chachi guy had planned. Then they could go home, and
everything would be fine.
As the snakes continued forth through the tunnel,
Dawn held on to that thought.

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Night had already fallen by the time Spike woke
again. He sat up, rubbing his head.
"Are you feeling better?" Buffy asked.
"I've felt a lot worse," Spike replied.
"I think I can go on now."
"It will be possible for us to travel during the
night; however, it will put us in greater peril," Aiden said. "We
will have to move slowly, and with caution."
"Which is still better than not moving at
all," Buffy replied. "We'll just have to watch each other's backs.
Emma, are you okay enough to go on?"
Emma nodded. "I feel fine now."
"What happened to Em?" Spike
asked, his brow furrowed.
"She gave Aiden energy so he'd be strong enough
to heal you," Buffy answered.
Spike turned to Emma, but she held up her hand.
"Please, just don't make a thing out of it, okay? We need to go save
Dawn."
Understanding, Spike nodded. It seemed as if though Emma was quick to jump in and
help someone in need, she was uncomfortable receiving
any credit for her actions.
Spike wondered if it was humbleness or a
resistance to see herself as a hero. He filed the question away to think about
later.
Now, he needed to concentrate on rescuing
Dawn.

***
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At night, the desert was even worse than it
was during the day. The heat seemed to linger even in the darkness, and the sky
had grown more ominous, the red crackles of lighting above bathing everything
in an eerie blood-colored glow.
Spike still wasn't at top strength, and
Buffy was grateful he hadn't insisted on carrying her now. Instead, he allowed
her to let him lean on her, her arm wrapped around his waist to catch him if
his legs started to tremble.
She'd asked him once if he needed to rest
again, but he'd shaken his head no, determination set in his eyes. Buffy knew
him well enough to know if he wore that particular expression on his face,
nothing was going to stop him from doing what he had his mind set on.
Buffy had long since come to terms with the
fact that she was in love with a very stubborn man.
Periodically, something would make a sound
in the distance, bringing them to a stop while Aiden listened to see if he
could identify the creature. So far, they hadn't run into anything that was an
immediate threat.
However, Buffy had an idea that was about to
change when a loud screeching filled the air. "Duck!"
Aiden yelled right before something large swooped, coming down over the tops of
their lowered heads.
"What the bloody hell is that?"
Spike asked, glancing up cautiously.
"Mulnax,"
Aiden said. "It'll be coming back around soon."
Seconds later, the mulnax
came in for a second pass, its screeches reaching near-earsplitting levels. This
time, it brought down its talons, the claws digging into Aiden's shoulder. He
hit at the creature with his sword, making it cry out in pain before it flew
back for another attack.
When it came back again, Buffy looked up
from her crouching position, waiting until the beast was right above them.
Then, she sprung up, flipping into the air to drive her sword through it.
The mulnax let out
one more horrible screech, its wings flapping idly before it fell to the ground
beside the group in a dead heap.
Buffy flicked her arm, her nose wrinkling.
"You'd think after all the times I'd been demon slimed, I'd be use to it
by now." She looked over at Aiden. "Are you okay?"
"Yes. I think it was only a
scratch."
"Aiden, it dug its claws into
you," Emma said, standing on her toes to try to get a better look at his
shoulder. "Let me see."
"I'm fine," Aiden insisted.
Emma crossed her arms and raised her
eyebrow. "What happened to always being truthful, huh? I saw what that
thing did to you�I was right beside you."
He raised his own eyebrow in response.
"It's not a lie if I believe it to be true."
Emma rolled her eyes. "Great. A stoic." She moved her hands to her hips. "Let me
look at your arm. Otherwise, I'm going to be spending the rest of this trip
wondering if it's going to drop off into the sand, and that'll just be a
distraction."
Aiden sighed. "There's a cleansing
strip in my pack. It's blue."
Emma reached into the pack on his side,
digging around for a moment until she pulled out a blue strip. "This
it?"
"Yes," Aiden told her with a nod.
"Place it over the wound and it will prevent any infection that may cause
my arm to 'drop off into the sand.'"
"Good to know," Emma muttered as
Aiden knelt down enough to let her reach the top of his arm. She placed the
cleansing strip over his shoulder, watching as it spread out to cover the whole
of the injury. Then, she kissed his arm softly. "There. I can go on
without worrying about your stubborn self now."
The darkness of their surroundings hid the
blush on Aiden's cheeks. "Thank you."
As Spike fussed over Buffy, checking her for
any sign of damage, despite her insistence the mulnax
had never touched her, she watched Aiden and Emma, a smile tugging at her lips.
It had surprised her to realize they had seemed to connect so quickly, yet watching
them now, she had to admit they were rather cute
together.
Although somehow, she had the feeling they'd
both scoff at that assessment�outwardly at least.
She wondered what would happen to their
fledgling relationship once this was all over.
"Those demon guts aren't burning you,
are you? Making you feel a little woozy?"
At Spike's question, Buffy looked back at
him and rolled her eyes. "Honey, they're just average, every day demon
guts. I'm fine. Baby's fine. It's good."
"You about gave me a heart attack
flipping up into the air with your sword like that," Spike told her.
"Yeah, well, I had to kill the nasty
giant hell-bird thingy," Buffy retorted. "Deal with it."
Spike shook his head, then
placed a kiss on her cheek. "Just be careful."
"I always am." At Spike's raised
eyebrow, Buffy pouted, then insisted, "I
am!"
"I'll believe that when I see it,
Slayer. Now come on, if we're all all right here, we
might as well get moving again." Spike's nose wrinkled and he nodded his
head towards the dead mulnax. "That thing really
reeks."
The other three in agreement, they set out
again.

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I'm really trying to get this one to its
end, and I'm going to do my best not to keep having such big gaps between
posts. Please take a moment to let me know what you think of the story. I could
really use the encouragement right now.
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