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Blood and Fire	By : addielogan Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 8173 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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When Buffy woke the next morning, she wanted
nothing more than to stay in her mate's arms. It was moments like that one when
she felt safest, the most at peace. She propped herself up on her arms and
looked down at him, a warmth blooming in her heart at the sight of his handsome
features. �
She believed him now, when he told her
vampires were more than their demons in corpses. Buffy remembered not too long
ago thinking about what he had been like as a human and coming to the
conclusion then she'd never know. But she did know. She knew who William
must've been. He must've been a good man for bits of him to continue poking out
even now, after years of being Spike.
There was nothing but sincerity in the way he
held her, comforted her. The night she'd found Howard's journals, Spike had
been so kind to her, his concern for her apparent not only though the bond they
shared, but through his actions as well. She remembered the attention he'd paid
to her hair, knowing she wouldn't want to go back to bed with it tangled and
dripping. He'd held her together that night, let her know without a single word
that, vampire or not, he loved her as much as he claimed.
Buffy's emotions welled up inside of her,
constricting her throat, and she leaned down to kiss his forehead, whispering
softly as she did, "Me too, William."
She could hear signs of life upstairs, and
as much as she didn't want to, Buffy knew she should go up, speak to Giles.
He'd probably be easier to talk to without Spike anyway, since Buffy harbored
no illusions about Giles trusting the vampire despite letting him into his
home. Reluctantly, she got off the cot, her heart feeling a pang at the way
Spike rolled over to the spot she'd just vacated, instinctually seeking her
heat.
Buffy got dressed and then went quietly up
the stairs, not wanting to wake Spike. She'd hoped to see Giles first, but
instead, she ran into Nancy and her friends in the kitchen, fixing sandwiches
for lunch.
"Well, look who's awake," Nancy said
with a smirk that Buffy really wanted to smack off her face. "I
thought for sure you'd sleep the day away."
"Well, normally, I would, but I decided
to be social today," Buffy said, forcing herself to adapt a tone of
perkiness. "It's difficult to wake up in the morning though, with Spike
always wearing me out the way he does. But I suppose you'd know about that sort
of thing, wouldn't you, Nancy, since we've got that vampire fetish in common
and everything."
Nancy sputtered. Xander looked horrified.
Willow raised her napkin to her mouth, and Buffy could've sworn she saw the
redhead's eyes light up with a smile, but she couldn't be certain.
"I do not have a vampire
fetish," Nancy snapped after a few seconds. "Angel has a soul."
Buffy frowned, mimicking a puzzled look. "Does
that make him not able to keep it up all night like the other vamps then?"
This time, Willow's choked laugh could be
heard against the napkin, though she quickly covered it with some coughing.
"What Angel and I do is none of your
concern," Nancy snapped. "But I can tell you it is nothing like that sick,
degrading mockery of a relationship you have with Spike."
Buffy wasn't sure what bothered her
more�Nancy's hypocrisy or her willingness to pass judgment on a relationship
she knew absolutely nothing about. Either way, it really made her want to hurt
the other woman. But, being in no mood to get into a physical fight with the
Slayer, Buffy settled on verbal jabs instead. Less blood splatter that way at
least, and she was sure Giles would appreciate the lack of mess in his kitchen.
"Well, you sound like you'd be hours
of fun in bed," Buffy said, rolling her eyes. "No wonder Angel had to
go find himself a good time elsewhere. Even that skanky hobiscuit Drusilla had
to be better than you."
Nancy had no comeback. Her face crumbled,
and she ran out of the room. Buffy felt quite pleased with herself. Apparently
she had found the exact right nerve to hit. Yay her.
"You had no right to say that to
her," Xander snapped. "Nancy's been through a lot."
Buffy rolled her eyes. So apparently even
with Angel back to his soulful self, Xander was still chasing after the Slayer.
How very�cute. Kinda like a two-legged puppy. "Why don't you kiss
it and make it all better then," Buffy retorted.
Xander glared at Buffy, then followed after
Nancy.
When the two of them were alone, Buffy
glanced over at Willow. "Sorry."
"For what?" Willow asked.
"You're the only one in here I didn't
want to see my bitchy side," Buffy confessed. "You were nice to me
before. Baked me cookies and everything." She gave Willow a small smile.
"Well, I liked you then," Willow
said. "And I still like you now," she clarified quickly, realizing
how her first statement could've sounded. "I don't blame you for being
snippy with Nancy. She did start it. Not that I understand why anyone would
want to date Spike or anything, 'cause yeah, that's got me a little weirded
out, but it's not my business."
Buffy smirked. "Spike's actually not so
bad once you get to know him. He's�grown on me. But it's more than just that
with Nancy. I know she's your friend and all, and I'm not trying to pull you in
the middle of anything, but I don't like her. She's never been particularly
nice to me, and well�" Buffy leaned forward closer to Willow and lowered
her voice. "I have very good reason to believe the Watchers' Council
killed my mother, which is why I'm here. Nancy was there when I told Giles, and
her response was basically if the Council killed my mother, then maybe she did
something to deserve it. It didn't win her any points with me."
Willow gasped. "Nancy said
that?" Even as Willow asked the question, however, she realized that
something about it didn't completely surprise her. "Buffy. I'm sure that's
not true at all."
"I know it isn't," Buffy said.
"I found my mom's Watcher's journals. He didn't exactly lay the whole
thing out in step-by-step detail or anything, but he gave reasons why the
Council was dissatisfied with her. Apparently she wasn't playing by the Council
rules well enough and asserting her independence as a Slayer. Which hey, seeing
as she was the one actually Chosen and not them, then I'm thinking not
such a bad thing." Buffy glanced back towards where Nancy had walked out.
"Besides, somehow I don't think a Slayer in love with a vampire would sit
well with the Council either, whether that vampire had a soul or not."
"I don't think so either," Willow
admitted. "But�but Angel can be okay, too, Buffy. When he's not killing
people�or goldfish. Or�or making with the big stalkey-ness."
"Willow, Angel tried to rape and murder
me," Buffy said bluntly. "He wanted to make Spike watch while he
tortured me, and then turn me into a vampire so he could taunt Spike with
having me as his. Somehow, that doesn't manage to score Angel any points in my
book."
Willow looked horrified. "Buffy, I knew
Angelus got you, but I had no idea�"
"It's okay," Buffy said, waving
her hand. "I've dealt. Besides, Spike saved me." She smiled softly,
looking at that night through new eyes now. The circumstances may have not been
the best, and the following days may have been rocky, but Spike did save
her that night. And now, given all that had passed between them, Buffy had to
wonder if the reason had truly been as simple as Spike just not wanting to have
to share another woman with Angelus. She could admit now, at least to herself,
that there had been something between them from the very beginning. A
connection, a spark.
"It's hard to picture Spike as the hero
type," Willow said. "He's always been more of the 'Grr�I'll drink
from your brainstem' type."
Buffy giggled. "He can be that, too,
but�" She paused for a moment, wondering how much she wanted to say. She
didn't know Willow very well, and honestly, for all she did know, Willow could
be the "good cop" to Nancy's bad one, befriending Buffy just to get
information from her. She didn't, however, sense any of that sort of deception
from the other girl. If anything, she was getting the feeling Willow was somewhat
hostile towards Nancy, albeit secretly. And besides, she really felt like
gushing about Spike.
"Spike's changed from when I first met
him," Buffy said, leaning in a little more. Willow leaned in, too, a
shared conspiratorial gleam in her eye, the look on her face showing that she
was ready for some girl talk. "At first I didn't want to believe it,
y'know? I mean, vampire being nice�gotta be a trick. But it isn't. Spike and I,
we're mated, and that's really hard to explain, but�it gives us this amazing
connection. I can't read his every thought or anything like that, but we share
emotions. In the beginning, I didn't like it because I felt like he was forcing
all these emotions on to me, but the claim isn't so overwhelming anymore. Like
it needed time to settle or something. And now it's just like there's always
this tiny part of him with me, so I never feel alone. No matter how bad I feel
or how rough things are, I can always sense this bit of Spike's love for me,
deep down inside."
Willow's eyes widened. "Spike loves
you? But he's a vampire�"
"A vampire that loves me," Buffy
said. "I know, I thought it was crazy at first, but he's shown me how true
it is. He can be soo sweet, Willow.
When we go to bed at night, he's always fussing with the comforter, making sure
I have enough so he doesn't make me cold when we sleep. And he's always
concerned that I'm not eating enough because of how skinny I was when we met,
so he makes sure I get enough to eat. He remembers things I say, like I told
him my favorite kind of ice cream, and the next time he went to the store, it
was in the bag he brought home without me saying anything else about it."
Willow was still having a hard time
imagining Spike�Spike who had tried numerous times to kill her and all her
friends�as anything but evil, but she had to admit that the things Buffy
mentioned sounded a lot like real love to her. Granted, her one relationship
ever was really just beginning, but it seemed to her that if someone were going
to fake love, they wouldn't think to add those tiny details. Especially not
Spike, since Willow did notice that he'd never been one for carefully laid out
plans. Maybe Grandma Rosenberg had been right, and all any man did need
was the love of a good woman�
"So do you love him, too?" Willow
asked.
Buffy blushed and looked down. "I
haven't�to him�I haven't said�"
"Gotcha," Willow said, pulling up.
"Consider that question retracted."
"Thanks," Buffy told her, visibly
grateful.
A few moments later, the door to the
basement opened, and Spike came into the kitchen. Buffy's stomach did a little
flip as she wondered how much he might have heard. Knowing Spike, he'd either
come upstairs without paying a bit of attention to anything or he'd
eavesdropped on the whole thing. Not a lot of happy medium with that man�
"Morning, luv," he rumbled against
Buffy as he wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Morning," Buffy replied, leaning
back against him.
Willow hid her smirk as she watched Buffy
turn to jelly in Spike embrace. Seeing them together seemed to back up what
Buffy had said, and Willow thought about it for a moment. Nancy seemed adamant they
accept Angel back into the group now that he had a soul, but he'd certainly
done his share of bad to them. He'd even killed someone they knew�something
Spike had never managed to do. And if Spike could be all nice and loving with
Buffy, then didn't he maybe have something like a soul, too? Willow didn't understand
the mating thing Buffy had talked about, but it seemed pretty powerful. And whoa�
She could feel some sort of mystical energy humming around the couple. Felt
pretty powerful, too.
"I'll need to make a run later, when
the sun goes down, luv," Spike said to Buffy, speaking softly but still
loud enough for Willow to hear. "I realized when I woke up I left the
cooler with the blood in the car last night, and by now, I'm sure the ice has
melted and the heat's spoiled it all."
"There's blood in the freezer,"
Willow piped up, causing both Buffy and Spike to turn towards her. "Nancy
keeps it in there for Angel. It's pig's blood, and I don't know if you like
that, but I could warm some up for you."
Spike regarded Willow for a moment with
surprise. "Thanks, Red. I'd appreciate it." He kept to himself the
fact that pig's blood or not, it would give him an extra kick getting into
Angel's supply. From the smirk on Buffy's face, he figured she hadn't missed
that.
"Then one vampire breakfast, coming
up," Willow said, jumping from her seat and going over to the freezer.
Spike watched her for a moment, his shock over
Willow offering to get blood for him not subsiding. He'd expected more fear, at
least a little bit of contempt, but she was being friendly to him and to Buffy,
so much as to engage in a little girl talk with his mate this morning.
That conversation alone had been about
enough to almost make Spike burst into song. If he did that sort of thing. In
public.
"Thanks," Spike said again when
Willow brought the freshly-warmed mug of blood over to Spike. "And um,
sorry for the whole trying to kill you thing."
"Well, I did try to shoot you with that
crossbow once, even if I did hit the wall several feet away, but, um�never try
to do it again and we'll call it even?" Willow's voice went up to a little
squeak at the end of her sentence.
Spike chuckled, and the warm sound made
Willow visibly relax. "Even it is then, Red."
Willow smiled and sat back down in her
chair, finding herself very glad that Buffy had come back to Sunnydale.

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I should be able to keep this fic with a
regular posting schedule through to the end. I'm planning on posting three days
a week: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. I won't, however, be able to post next
Friday, June 16, because I'll be going out of town for the weekend. But I'll
post new chapters on Monday and Wednesday, and then go back to three a week the
following week.
Please remember to review. It takes only a
few moments, and it means so much to know that the hours of work I put into
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