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Solace	By : DietDirtyPop Category: BtVS AU/AR > Het - Male/Female > Spike(William)/Willow > Spike(William)/Willow Views: 3233 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, its characters, or its settings and do not make any money from writing this story. I’m just playing with them a little bit.

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Spike slammed the door behind them, “Fuck!” His eyes scanned the room looking for anything to board up the windows. He ran his hands through his hair then scrubbed his face with them. He could hear the sounds of Willow retching and the acrid smell of her vomit wafted to his nose.
She emerged from the powder room a few moments later, her skin glowing from the thin vale of sweat, her lips pale, and her hands shaking. She took several deep breaths trying to calm herself. She let her body slide down the wall, her knees pulled against her chest.
“They won’t come in here tonight Spike.” She said as she stared at the wall in front of her. “He gave us a pass, they won’t come in.”
Spike nodded. His eyes continued to scan the room, his skin tingled with uneasiness. He could feel the eyes of the pack watching them. He knew they were not happy with the meal that now lay in bare bones on the street. They were sitting in wait for Willow and himself to leave the house. They were the meal that was taken from them and if he thought back to his studies hyenas were smart. They were some of the great hunters of the wild.
He pulled his eyes from the lingering pack members that were loitering outside and focused them on Willow. She looked so lost, so tattered, and so broken that it pulled and hammered at his unbeating heart. He squatted down next to her and pulled her close to his body. He held on to her as he ran his fingers through her hair. He kissed the top of her head and whispered sweet words of comfort.
“Willow we have to get up. We have to tell the watcher. This is worse than any of us thought Luv. Come on now, up.” Spike said as he lifted her from the ground. He left his hand on her waist as he steered her towards the phone in the kitchen. He sat her down at the table and dialed the number for Giles.
“Ello… Spike you sod... Yeah look we have a bit of an issue. We are at Willow’s and there is more of a problem than we initially thought… Yes Willow is fine what do you take me for?.. Shut it Rupes and listen. Xander, Drusilla, and the pack are outside…Yes Drusilla…When I said pack I mean like a hundred hyena people looking to eat our flesh and drink our blood like wine… Slayer? Doubtful unless she wants to be lobbing off human heads… They are still human with just an added kick... Look he’s still in there somewhere Willow was able to talk him down from the kill, he gave us a pass for the night. Don’t know how long that will actually last though the natives are getting restless. They have the whole house surrounded… No you bloody git they want to eat us… Where do you think we should go then? They will just follow… I just figured…I just thought…Zip it Ripper and let me talk! Just calling to fill you in. I will take care of the girl you and the slayer take care of the pack.” With that he slammed the phone down on the cradle.
“He ate Anya.” Willow looked at him with wide tear filled eyes once he hung up the phone.
“Oi. Yeah.” Spike said as he squatted down in front of her. To his surprise she reached out and ran her fingers over his forehead. “Red?”
“You’re still all bumpy.” She gave a half smile, “I didn’t like her, Anya, but I didn’t want her dead. How could he just eat her? How much of Xander is left and if we can get him back how much of him will survive once he finds out he ate his girlfriend?”
Spike shook his head pulling his human face forward. “Sorry luv. I don’t have the answers to those questions and neither do the buggers river dancing in me brain. But what I can offer you is help. Cause honestly I don’t have anythin’ better to do.” He smirked at her before he continued, “Let’s have us a look at your books and see what kind of spells you have. Didn’t you have a book on defensive spells?”
“Yeah it’s up in my room. I’ll go grab it and see what else I have on my shelves.”
“No you stay here, drink some tea or something. I’ll go get it. Sides it will only take me a tick to figure which other books we might need.”
Willow nodded as Spike stood to leave. Reflexively her hand shot out and grabbed him by the wrist. Her large green eyes sparkled with worry. “This is what Madeline was talking about isn’t it. Something horrible is going to happen.”
“We don’t know that for sure luv. Let’s just get to work on fixing the problem yeah?”
“Ok.”
Spike pulled several large books from the shelves in her room. He stuffed them in a pillow case he had pulled from her bed and kept searching. He was amazed at some of the tomes she had. He doubted she had any idea the power or value of these books. He picked up another book and smirked. He wondered if she knew that this book was bound in human flesh. He tucked it in the bag with the decision that some things were best left unsaid.
He hoisted the bag over his shoulder and went back downstairs. He had expected to find Willow still in the kitchen at the table but as he came down the stairs he saw her sitting in the living room. Her hair was streaking with black as her emerald eyes were tarnished with tar. Her small fists clenched and unclenched as she glared at the window. More of her hair was consumed by the growing onyx. The spider web of dark veins started to extend over her milk white skin. Power rippled off of her small frame in waves as it knocked over lamps, vases, and other various knick knacks around her home.
Spike walked down the last few stairs, finally getting a view of the front window. Xander stood at the window with a smirk on his face. He was lightly tapping on the glass with his nimble fingers of his left hand, his eyes locked with Willow’s. His right hand held a handful of hair that was attached to a severed head.
An expression of fear and confusion was etched into the once beautiful face. Her brown eyes, formerly full of sparkling life, stared listlessly into the room. Her pouty lips were twisted in fearful hatred and the jagged torn flesh of her thin neck dripped the last of her life giving substance.
Spike maintained an air of indifference as he looked upon the remains of Anya. He tightened his back and mentally pushed at the voices that were screaming at him to crumble and cry. He needed to be strong right now.
He could see Willow slipping as Xander taunted her with the severed head of his former girlfriend. Willow’s power rippled through the room sending Spike into the far wall. He looked at her with dazed eyes. He braced his hands on the plaster as he pulled his body from her wall. He could hear Xander’s laughter as he dangled Anya’s head by the window.
“Enough!” Spike roared, his demonic face coming forward. He turned towards the window and snarled at Xander before turning to Willow. “Willow.” He growled at her. “Look at me! Look at me Willow.” He stood in front of her, his coat billowing in the waves of her power.
Her dark eyes focused on him for a moment, taking in his demonic features. A wicked smile spread across her face and she cocked her head to the side. She tapped the side of her head with a slim, delicate finger. “I want to play a game with him.”
“No Willow, play with me.” He gave her a nefarious smile and ran his hand down his firm chest and stomach. His fingers grazed the top of his pants. He let his hips slide forward as he looked at her.
She stood up and walked gracefully towards him. Her fingers danced along his jaw as she licked her lips. “You would like that wouldn’t you. Now you have that shiny new soul you don’t want me to have my fun.”
“Oh I want you to have some fun; I just want to be involved.” Spike smirked showing off his dangerous teeth. “Droopy would just love to see that now wouldn’t he.” Spike laughed as the realization washed over Willow’s face. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her against his hard body. “Think of all the fun we could have and there would be nothing he could do about it. It would destroy him. And that would be a lot fun.” Spike whispered in her ear before he let his lips trail down her thin neck.
Willow allowed her head to lull back and a moan to escape her lips. Her fingers intertwined with his hair, pulling his head closer to her neck. Her body seemed to rub against him on its own accord as he continued to work her neck, his hands traveling the length of her torso.
A deep and threatening growl could be heard through the glass. Xander’s eyes flashed a deep green as he watched the display. His fist slammed through the glass as he howled in anger. “Don’t touch her!”
“Not your call mate.” Spike smirked as his hands trailed down her body and rested on her back side. He pulled her closer to him and gave her a heated gaze. “Tell me you want me Red.”
“I need you William, I don’t just want you.” Her dark voice sent visible shivers through his body.
“Get off of him Willow.”
“Or what?!” Willow screamed, power surged causing the rest of the glass to blow out of the front window. Her hair sprayed out around her head in a dark halo.
“Luv! Look at me. Don’t pay him any mind. Look at me.” Spike cupped the side of her face and tilted her head so he could look into her black eyes.
Willow’s power dwindled as she looked into his amber eyes. Her delicate fingers traced the deep ridges of his forehead. A small, content, smile danced on her dark lips. The tension seemed too bleed out of her as she studied his features. “Just like me.”
“No luv. Not like you.” Spike said as he traced her dark lips with his cool fingertip. “I’m a monster. Always will be, soul or not. You have the chance to be something amazing, the kind of something I can never be.” Spike ignored the increasing growls and snarls erupting from Xander as he continued, “I feel honored to be able to stand this close to the light Willow, your light. You are the closet thing to heaven a demon like me will ever get and don’t you let that sod take that from you. I won’t let you.”
Xander roared and threw the severed head of his dead girlfriend into the living room. Anya’s troubled face rolled on the carpet and stopped at Willow’s foot. The pained and lifeless eyes gazed at Willow. Xander’s inhuman cackling filled the air.
Willow’s breaths came in short pants as she looked from Xander to Anya. She could feel Spike’s arms tighten around her waist but she pulled away. She bent down and picked up Anya’s head. She ran her fingers through the silken hair, “I’m so sorry.” She handed Spike Anya’s head and stepped closer to the window.
Willow outstretched her arms. A wind seemed to whip around her small body. Streaks of glowing white danced in her hair, the black veins receded, and her onyx eyes sparkled with swirls of gold. “Enemies, fly and fall circling arms, raise a wall!”

A thick wall of blue air billowed out around her and forced its way passed the walls of the house. Xander’s startled cry echoed in the night air as the wall threw him backwards. The sounds of the pack vanished. The house seemed to glow with the dim light of the bubble like wall and Willow collapsed in a pile of the floor.
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