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Twining Vines (COMPLETE)	By : Echidna Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 5005 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Part XVIII � Bleeding together

Author�s Note: In this chapter there is a mention to Plato�s Symposium by Aristophanes. If you what to know more about what the characters are talking about check out this site - http://articles.philosophycircle.com/index.php?k=19
The door had been slammed shut for a few minutes already when it finally dawned on her.

�He thinks I�� She whispered to the empty room.

She was off the bed and out the room in an instant. She made her way down the hall, her stride still a bit uneven but growing more and more coordinated and confidant with each step she took before she stopped. She dwelled for a second; her gaze drifting between the stairs and the door that lead to her room; a knot started to form in her throat, making it harder to breathe. The distant sound coming from the living room snapped her out of her thoughts and she opted for the first choice. Halfway down the stairs the noises became clearer and when she reached the hall their origin was revealed. She silently watched him, in the dark, perched on the couch, his sharp features alternating between shadow and light as the images flickering on the television set reflected themselves on his face.

She could tell the moment he became aware of her presence. Even though his expression refused to be altered, his entire body instinctively tensed up, becoming rigid almost instantly.

�Can we talk?� She asked. She smiled inwardly when she realised she was actually saying the line that usually belonged to him.

�Nothing to talk about.� He replied nonchalantly, gaze still fixed on the screen in front of him.

�Spike, we need to-�

�We don�t *need* to do anything.� He growled finally facing her. �Now go upstairs.�

�OK, first off � don�t tell me what to do. I hate that. Never worked with Giles, definitely not going to work with you. Second, we *do* need to talk.� She snapped.

�Look, Slayer�� He started standing up and walking up to her. �Just because you�re all hot and bothered don�t expect this vampire to be the one to cool you down.� As he spoke he drew closer to her, his eyes narrowing in the process. �Not my fault that the demon slobber got your knickers in such a tight twist that you�ll do just about anything to get off.�

Buffy�s expression hardened at that.

�I�m not here to *get off*.� She hissed the last two words.

�Really?� He asked; his tone harsh and sarcastic as he tilted his head.

�Really.� She stood her ground. �I just want to talk.�

�Bollocks.� He replied.

�What happened up there wasn�t-�

He closed the distance between them until her back was flat against the wall, her body caught between the hard concrete and his body. His forehead came to rest on the white surface just above her right shoulder while one lonely finger found its way to her collarbone, outlining the shape of the bone as it travelled towards the hollow of her neck. It dipped down her chest, causing one slightly loose button to come undone under the pressure, partially exposing her lace-clad breasts.

�Stop that�� She mewled.

He ignored her, pushing the white fabric aside and cupping her left breast. Feebly, her hand came to catch his wrist, but instead of pushing it away, it simply clung there. She held her breath when the rough surface of his thumb brushed over her hardening nipple, his mouth barely an inch from her ear.

�Come on, Slayer. No need to play games. We both know this is what you really want.� She heard him whisper in a low voice as his free hand dove between her thighs to rub her through the denim of her jeans.

�No�� As the single word floated from her mouth her hips contradicted her, thrusting forward into his touch.

�Funny how your �no� sounds a lot like �yes�.� He murmured while his left hand continued to worry the sensitive flesh of her breast.

�Stop� please� stop��

Spike froze. There was a moment of silence before the same words that he had just heard echoed in his head. It was her voice. The same voice, but a different tone� more pleading, begging� scared. His eyes widened. Scared of him.

A lump started to grow at the base of his throat, expanding until it closed off his airway. He felt like he had just been punched in the stomach and was now choking. �Vampire, here. I don�t choke.� the conscious side of his mind tried to reason, but there was no effect. He continued to pull sharp, shallow gulps of air into his lungs.

Buffy stared wide-eyed as he stumbled backward; her mind still in a bit of a haze.

�Spike, are you alright?� she asked watching him as he leaned against the railing of the stairs. �Spike?� She dared to come closer.

His eyes were wide and glassy, looking at nowhere in particular, unfocused. She reached for him and he immediately recoiled.

A rapid sequence of unsorted images flashed in front of his eyes. �Tiles� a tiled room�� He waited a second. �A bathroom.� A hint of grey caught his attention. A robe... a hand pulling at the fabric� a glimpse of flesh� and then her eyes - frightened green staring back at him.

He was snapped out of his thoughts by the sharp ring of the phone.

�Spike, are you ok?� was the second thing he heard and after a few seconds he was able to focus his gaze on her. He nodded. �Are you sure?�

�Yeah.� His voice was hoarse and weak, so he simply tilted his head towards the ringing phone.

Still unconvinced Buffy walked over to the table and picked up the receiver.

�Hello?�

�It�s gonna happen again.� Willow�s terrified voice was heard.

�What? What do you me

�Whoever is using the magic is preparing to do it again.�

�I thought you said it was going to take a while.� Buffy reasoned.

�Whoever is doing this is pretty strong cause they�re trying it again. If they use the magic again they�ll have to bring down the barrier they�ve put up, so we have our opening. Tara should be able to track it down. You guys gotta get here NOW. Hurry!� The tone in Willow�s voice sent a chill down Buffy�s spine. There was silence and, for a moment, all that was heard was Willow�s heavy breathing. �Buffy, hurry. Something�s happening to us.�

�Willow?�

�Hurry.�

�We�re on our way.� Buffy replied.

Hanging up the phone she turned to see Spike with his head between his hands, sitting on the stairs.

�We have to go. It�s gonna happen again.� She informed.

�I�ll get Sam. You see if you can find It.� The vampire spoke, standing up and going up the stairs.

�Spike.�

He stopped for a second and turned around.

�You sure you�re ok?�

�I�m fine, Summers.�

Before he could reach the bedroom, the door was being opened and a stumbling Sam came out. She clung weakly to the walls as she made her way to Spike. Her hair was dishevelled. As she moved the long auburn curls tumbling down backback and her sides floated in unison with the white nightgown she was wearing.

�It�s gonna happen again.� She inhaled deeply as she took another frail step before finally tumbling to the floor.

Before she could fall the vampire had his arm around her waist and was holding her up. Her hands gripped the lapels of his duster as she tried to speak:

�It�s gonna happen again.�

�We know. We�re going to meet up with the others. You ok?� Spike asked. �You were getting better.�

�Remember my bosses?�

Spike shook his head no. She smiled weakly.

�Well, they found out I�ve been missing work and their pretty pissed.� She managed to gasp before passing out.

Quickly, he scooped her up into his arms and made his way down the stairs.

�Slayer.� He called out.

�There�s no sign of It anywhere.� Buffy�s voice carried from the kitchen as she entered the hall. �What happened to her?�

�I don�t know. We gotta go.�

~+~

The door to the Magic Box burst open to reveal a flushed and heaving Slayer followed by Spike holding Sam�s unconscious body.

�You�re here. Thank God!� Giles gasped.

�What happened to Sam? She asleep?� Dawn questioned.

�Passed out. Don�t know what happened.� Spike replied.

�Go to the back, the rest of the guys are there. You can set her down on one of the mats.� Giles explained gesturing to the backroom.

Entering Spike quickly set Sam down. His hands, now free of her burden, came to brush her hair away from her face.

�Buffy.� Willow exclaimed.

Buffy froze when she saw her best friend.

�Willow?�

Her once red hair was now blemished by a few black strands. When she came closer she was able to clearly see her eyes. Her pupils were dilated to a terrifying extent and the little green that was left was being invaded by the raven circle that usually bordered her iris.

�Willow? What�s happening?� Buffy asked, her worried hands coming to rest on the Wicca�s shoulders.

�She�s not the only one.� Giles spoke up.

Looking around the room, the Slayer�s gaze fell over Anya�s face. Her perfect complexion was marred by deep flesh-coloured gashes that seemed to move along her skin, appearing and disappearing erratically.

�Anya?�

�It started happening just before Willow called you.� Xander said; his eyes never leaving his fianc�s.

�What�s happening here?� Buffy vocalized everyone�s thoughts.

�The universes�� Everyone turned to look at a weak Sam lying on the rubber mat. ��are fusing together.�

�But that was what was happening before, what�s-� Anya�s question was cut short:

�It�s permanent. This time, it�s not just places that are fusing. People are too.� Sam paused. �You are fusing with your closest reality.�

Everyone looked at each other.

�So what, in our closest reality Willow decided to be a brunette and Anya took face-carving as a hobby?� Xander couldn�t keep the harshness out of his voice. The fear of seeing his lover gasping for air as her face was constantly being distorted sparked the anger in him. �Oh, that�s a great explanation. Thank you very much!�

�Hey, back off whelp.� Spike stood up and cut the distance between them until he was standing right in front of the brunette.

�All I know is your little buddy has been keeping secrets from us and I wanna know why.�

�She�ll tell us when she�s good and ready.� Spike hissed back.

�Well, I�m sorry but it doesn�t look like we have time for little miss �I know something you don�t know� to make up her mind.� Xander growled back before stepping around Spike and heading towards Sam. �Now, are you going to tell us or-�

Before he could finish his sentence he was tumbling to the floor as the weight of a very pissed vampire fell on top of him.

�Ow.� Spike howled as the chip went off.

Seeing his opening Xander threw a punch, hitting the vampire square in the face. Spike was about to retaliate when�

�Stop it. Now!�

She didn�t shout. It wasn�t a scream, but the tone of her voice made the two men freeze and look at the redheaded woman. She was half sitting up on the mat her head buried in her hands. When she looked up her eyes shone brightly as she pulled hard pants from her lungs.

�If you guys don�t hurry and figure this out, pretty soon there won�t be *anything* to fight over. Understand?� She paused agait wat was growing more and more difficult to speak. �I am telling you *all* I know. I may seem very interesting and exotic to you guys, but *believe* me I am NOT that high up in the food-chain to know that much. All we know now is that someone is using some *serious* magic out there. For what purpose? We don�t know, but it�s causing all this mess so I suggest you stick to the original plan and track it down. Now!� By the time she finished speaking her skin had turned completely white, her face drained of any colour, her once flaming eyes now dim and lifeless.

�She�s right.� Buffy intervened. Turning to face the girl that was standing next to Willow she asked: �Tara, do you think you can do it?�

She nodded.

�Ok, let�s get to it then.�

~+~

They sat scattered around the room in silence as Giles, Dawn, Buffy and Tara prepared for thell. ll. Anya and Xander sat on a far corner of the room, while Spike and Sam were on the other.

�You alright, Samara?� Spike asked coming to sit next to her again.

�Will you stop asking me�� She took a sharp intake of air. ��that?� Turning sideways on the mat she added: �And don�t call me Samara.�

�You always hated that name, huh?�

They both exchanged tired smiles and sat in silence for a while. A few feet from them they could see and hear Tara start to chant. She sat Indian-style in a circle, a map of Sunnydale splayed in front of her. Her right hand hovered over it and from between her fingers strings of dust floated down to the paper.

�So� You gonna tell me what�s happening to you? What you are?�

It took a second for her to gather the strength to speak, but eventually she did.

�I�m being called home.� She breathed.

�Home?�

�Back where I belong.�

�Will you ever quit with the cryptic attitude?� Spike sighed.

�No.� She chuckled. �You wouldn�t understand.�

�Try me.�

She pondered the issue for a second.

�Ever hear of the Powers that Be?� She asked.

�Yeah. Supposed to be the big-cheese.�

�Something like that.�

�So?�

�I sort of work for them.�

�Sort of?� Spike raised a scarred eyebrow.

�I�m a bit too rebellious for them.�

�I bet.�

The two smiled at each other.

�I lied.� She spoke after a moment. �I�m not supposed to be here.�

�You�re not?�

�Not supposed to protect you.�

�And here I thought some grand force out there actually thought I was worth protecting.� Spike joked.

�Sorry to burst your bubble.� She smiled at him again.

The vampire forced out a smirk, but it was unconvincing. Seeing her lying there, pale as a ghost and gasping for air like a fish out of water, knowing that he couldn�t do anything to help her made his stomach twist painfully.

�So what made you come here? Decided to pay a visit after 100 years?�

�I knew something was going to happen.� She drew a ragged breath and continued: �Didn�t want it to happen to you.�

�Why me? Why not one of the other Spike�s? Like you said; infinite number out there.� Spike questioned.

�You�re my Spike. My William.� She replied looking up at him. �This was my home universe.� She explained.

�How do you know that?�

�I can jump between plains of existence, practically read minds and a do whole load of other neat tricks and you ask me how I know this is my universe?�

�Right. Not such a hard thing to do when you put it that way.� He ran his hand through his hair.

�Nope.� She agreed with a smile.

There was another moment of silence between them and Tara�s soft voice served as background.

�If you think about it, there is little if any difference between you and a whole other bunch of Spike�s.�

�Good to know I�m not unique.� He grumbled.

�Oh, but you are. You all are. But you�re also all the same entity.�

At that Spike frowned.

�It�s true.� She beamed. �Remember Aristophanes. In the beginning humans were a full circle, they tried to attack the Gods, the Gods-�

�-got pissed and split them in half, casting them to the world and now man is bound to walk the hearth in search of its other half. Its soul mate. Yeah, I�ve read the book. What of it?�

�Well, I never really liked Plato�s Symposium. Not a fan so�� She paused, gathering her strength and proceeded. ��think of it this way, instead of cutting the original in half, it was cut into an infinite number and it was scattered to different universes.� Another lengthy pause was needed before she could go on. �See, our ultimate goal is to gather all those pieces. It�s to find ourselves.�

Spike smiled at her.

�I like that one. Very philosophical.� He finally said. �So you�re telling me that we shouldn�t do anything about this universe shifting.�

Sam rolled hyes.yes.

�Of course not. It�s not time yet. Everyone has their time, this is not it. It�s not how it�s supposed to happen.�

Spike�s fingers came to itwintwine themselves around hers.

�Every religion has its own version of it. Heaven, transcending� reaching Nirvana, whatever.� By now her voice was so weak it was barely audible.

She closed her eyes and for a moment Spike thought she had drifted into slumber. His attention was focused on the Wicca who seemed to be finishing her spell.

�You wanted to know what I am?� Her voice brought his attention back to her. She looked up at him with glassy eyes.

Spike nodded.

�I�m just a girl who�s found all of her pieces.� She replied simply.

�Tara!� Willow�s scream snapped them out of their world.

Turning to look at the blonde Wicca they found her still sitting in the middle of the circle. A painful look twisted her face, her hand gripped her chest as if she was having a heart attack and she was pulling sharp, suffocating gasps from her lungs.

�Tara, honey what�s happening?� Willow was about to reach for her when Giles� hand on her shoulder stopped her.

�You can�t break the circle.� The ex-watcher warned.

�But��

Reluctantly, she stood back. She knew the consequences of breaking a spell circle before the spell was done. Desperate, she watched as her girlfriend bravely continued to chant. From under her hand a dark shade of crimson started to spread over the fabric of her shirt.

�Tara! She�s bleeding.� Willow shouted.

By know everyone, except Sam, who still lay on the mat a bit to the side, was gathered around the circle.

A powerful light lit the map on the floor until it actually focused on a certain point. It lingered there for a few seconds before it disappeared leaving in its place a burnt hole on the paper. Tara�s tired body finally collapsed to the floor, unconscious. In a flash, Willow was at her side, her girlfriend�s head resting on her lap. Her hand reached for her neck and she let out a sigh of relief when she felt a pulse thumping under her fingers.

�She�s alive.� She breathed.

Looking down at her blood soaked chest, she pushed the shirt aside to reveal a small hole on the left side, bellow her collarbone. Looking up she saw Anya, her face completely distorted. Only then did she recognise the vengeance demon�s visage that replaced Anya�s human featured.

�What�s happeningus?�us?� Willow cried out, her hair now almost entirely black as were her eyes.

�Oh my God! This can�t be right.� Giles gasped as he looked down at the map.

�What?� Xander asked coming closer.

�The magic� the energy it�s�� Willow paused for a second. �It�s coming from this room.�
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