Love and Death Embrace | By : addielogan Category: > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 4146 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The stake seemed
to roll in slow motion to the floor as Buffy watched it move away from Spike’s
heart. The sound of Drusilla squealing in delight and clapping her hands echoed
in Buffy’s ears, but her focus stayed on the two male vampires.
Spike jumped up
from the ground, snarling as he finally faced off against Angelus. Angelus
snarled back, his features shifting into gameface. “I
took you out once, boy. You’ve even got that scar over your eye to prove it.
Don’t think just because Drusilla gave you a little bite that you’ll do any
better tonight.”
“I was a weaker
man ten years ago, and I still escaped from you alive, Angelus,” Spike snarled
in response. “You can’t intimidate me with this.”
“I don’t have to
intimidate you to kill you, boy. I’ll see that you’re dust, and then I’m going
to fuck that little bitch you think is yours.”
Spike roared in
anger, lunging at Angelus. They tumbled to the ground, fists and fangs flying.
Buffy’s eyes darted from Angelus and Spike to the stakes still on the ground,
and she moved towards one, reaching to grab it.
Drusilla flew at
her before she could, screeching and clawing at Buffy with her nails. Buffy stumbled
back, Drusilla’s attack throwing her off balance. The other vampire was wild,
yelling things that Buffy couldn’t comprehend, and she struggled to defend
herself.
“You’ll ruin the
game!” Drusilla yelled a she pulled at Buffy’s hair. “You mustn’t ruin my
game!”
“Get off me, you
crazy bitch!” Buffy snarled, pushing at Drusilla. She managed to get away for a
moment, but then Drusilla was back, screaming and clawing again.
Buffy cried out
when Dru’s nails ran over her face, drawing blood.
Spike turned at the sound, and Angelus took the opportunity to strike, knocking
Spike off him and into the wall.
Buffy yelled
again when she saw Angelus grab one of the stakes, though this time, her cry
was a warning to Spike. He jumped up, expecting Angelus to come for him with
the stake.
He didn’t.
Instead, he went for Buffy, knocking Drusilla to the ground and grabbing Buffy,
pinning her to his chest with the stake at her heart.
“Well,
lookie what I’ve got here.”
Spike held out
his hands. “Let her go, Angelus. This can just be between us – man to man.”
“See, I don’t
think so. I kind of like it like this. How about you, Buffy? Helpless
and at my mercy – just like old times.” Angelus put his nose against her
hair and sniffed. “Yeah, that’s nice. You’re afraid.”
“Go to hell,
Angelus,” Buffy snarled. “You aren’t going to intimidate me.”
“I’ve got a stake
at your heart, bitch. I don’t have to intimidate you to dust you.”
Buffy looked
across the room at Spike and met his eyes. She could see his fear at the
thought of losing her, and knew she had to be strong. She had to make it
through this.
They hadn’t
had their shot at forever yet…
She closed her eyes
for a moment, steadying herself before they snapped open again and she
stiffened in Angelus’s arms, standing proud even as
he taunted her. “No, but you want to. That’s the only way you can get off,
isn’t it – by making your women feel weak. You’re such a pathetic excuse for a
man that the only way you can get hard is by making someone else feel lower
than you.”
“Shut up, you
worthless slut! Don’t think I won’t dust you.”
“Go ahead,” Buffy
replied. “Will it make you feel big and strong, Angelus? Will it make you feel
like something other than the pathetic little boy your daddy couldn’t love?”
Angelus bellowed
in anger as he threw Buffy to the ground. “I told you to shut your mouth! I’ll
tear you apart, whore!”
Spike seized the
opportunity and lunged across the room, tackling Angelus as he went for Buffy
again. The two vampires began to wrestle for the stake, and Buffy reached for the
other only to be attacked by Drusilla again.
This time, she
wasn’t going to play the other woman’s game.
Buffy kicked out
hard, sending Drusilla flying, then grabbed the stake.
Drusilla faltered when she saw Buffy was armed before she reached for her hair,
pulling at it as she screamed.
“These aren’t the
rules! You’re breaking the rules!”
Buffy had had
enough. She rushed across the room to Drusilla and pinned her against the wall,
stake against her heart. “I don’t care about your fucking rules. All I really
want to do right now is dust you for what you’ve done.” She took a deep breath,
her hand shaking. “But he loved you once.”
Buffy stepped
back, letting Drusilla go. “This is the only time I’ll show you mercy. Run
before I change my mind.”
Drusilla looked
at Buffy, and something almost like sanity passed across her face for a moment.
“Take care of my William?”
“He isn’t yours.
Not anymore.”
“I know. He was
never truly mine. Always waiting for you…” Her voice held a sense of mourning,
but Buffy had no pity.
Drusilla
ran from the mansion, and Buffy let her go.
After
all, she had more important things to worry about now. She turned back to Angelus
and Spike, watching as Angelus brought the stake to Spike’s heart again, only
to have Spike swipe it away. The stake fell to the ground, and Angelus reached
for it again. Spike freed his left hand and knocked Angelus in the jaw, making
the larger man’s head loll back.
Spike
took advantage of the moment to push Angelus off him, before jumping to his
feet. Angelus moved to get up as well, but Spike kicked him in the gut, making
him collapse again.
“Spike!”
He
turned at the sound of Buffy’s voice and watched as she sent the stake she’d
been holding flying through the air. Spike caught it with ease, then moved back to Angelus, heaving him up by the collar of
his shirt and slamming him into the wall.
Angelus
took deep, shuddering breaths as she struggled unsuccessfully against Spike’s
hold. The tip of the stake barely pierced his flesh, leaving no doubt in his
mind that he was facing the end.
“Afraid, Angelus?” Spike sneered, his gold eyes flashing with hate.
“How does it feel to be the one on the bottom for once?”
“You
can’t do it, boy,” Angelus said, though the tremor in his voice belied the
words. “You don’t have the balls.”
Spike
sneered, refusing to take the bait, recognizing it as the last-ditch effort of
a dying man. “My only regret is this will be too easy on you. You should’ve
suffered.”
But he
wasn’t going to take the chance Angelus would find a way to escape. For Buffy
and Drusilla and all the other women he’d made suffer, that he’d broken and
turned into his playthings, Spike was going to end this now.
He
shoved the stake into Angelus’s heart, watching the
fear and anguish pass through his eyes before he burst into dust and there was
nothing left of him at all.
Spike
threw the stake on the ground and stepped away, breathing with shaky, irregular
pants. Buffy ran to him, and he grabbed her, pulling her against his chest and
wrapping his arms around her.
“It’s
over,” she said softly, her hands tight around the fabric of his t-shirt. “It’s
over.”
“Yeah,
it is,” he replied, his eyes on the pile of Angelus’s
ashes.
For long
moments, he simply held her, letting it all sink in. After ten years, he’d
finally fulfilled the promise he’d made to a woman whose heart would never beat
for him again. The end hadn’t come the way he’d thought it would, but it had
come all the same, and that was what mattered.
He took
a step back, his hands on Buffy’s shoulders as he looked into her eyes and
asked the question that was forefront in his mind.
“You tasered me? Honestly, Buffy, what were you thinking?”
Buffy
looked at him sheepishly. “I was thinking I didn’t want you to get hurt.”
“God,
you bloody little idiot,” Spike replied, though he couldn’t find it in himself
to really be angry with her given what had just happened. He tugged her back
into his arms and kissed the top of her head. “In the future, let’s try to keep
the tasering down to a minimum, yeah?”
She
raised her head, an impish smirk on her face. “I will if you will.”
Spike
laughed, reminded of exactly why he loved this woman. She was amazing, and she
was his.
And they
would have their forever.
His
expression grew serious again as he ran his hand down to her cheek. “I love
you.”
Buffy
nodded and put her hand over his. “I love you, too.”
Finally
free and with his past behind him, Spike started his new life with a kiss.
*** *** ***
Yes,
that is really the end. No sequels.
Thank
you to everyone who stuck with this one through the rough parts. I really
appreciate your continued readership and support. Without you, I wouldn’t have
been able to write so much Buffy and Spike fic over
the years. You guys rock.
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