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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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"Nancy's done something," Willow
said as soon as she was back in the basement with Buffy and Spike. "I
don't know what exactly, but she was all freakishly calm despite how she'd been
freaking out last night, and she told me not to worry about Buffy because
things were going to sort themselves out and she'd be 'out of our hair' soon
enough.'"
Spike frowned at Willow's report, his hand
going to the small of Buffy's back protectively. "I don't like the sound of
that at all. Did you get any sense of what she was planning?"
Willow shook her head. "No. She had her
'I know a secret' face, which means she's not going to spill, but she's
definitely up something. And since she's sitting up there, calmly looking at shoes,
I'm thinking she's got something specific already in motion. Otherwise, she'd
still be all twitchy like she was last night."
"Okay then. Buffy, I want you out of
here. Now."
Buffy whipped around to look at Spike.
"I'm not leaving you."
"Kitten, the sun's up, and I don't know
this place well enough yet to gauge the nearest sewer entrance. I didn't spend
a lot of time bothering the Slayer in the day. I'll be fine until nightfall.
But I want you far away from Nancy and in a safe place right now. Red, is there
someplace you can take her?"
Willow frowned, thinking for a moment before
she smiled and exclaimed, "Oz!"
"The great and powerful wizard?"
Buffy asked, nose wrinkled.
"No, Oz is my boyfriend. Nancy doesn't
pay a lot of attention to my personal life, so she doesn't know where he lives.
Plus, his parents are currently out of town, so less questions," Willow explained.
"Are you sure we can trust him?"
Spike asked.
Willow nodded. "Yes. Oz is a really
great guy, and he doesn't like Nancy very much. He doesn't think she's been a
particularly good friend to me, and he's sensitive about that." Willow
smiled slightly. "It's cute."
Buffy smiled back for a moment. She hadn't
expected Willow to have a boyfriend, but apparently she not only did have one,
but she was rather smitten as well. But her smile quickly faded as her
attention came back to the situation at hand. "I don't like leaving you,
Spike. Can't you just like, run out to the car with your coat over your head or
something?"
Spike shook his head. "It'll call too
much attention to us leaving. I don't want Nancy to know you're gone, at least
not right away. I want you to sneak upstairs real quiet like, go out the back
door, and then get yourself to Red's friend's house as quickly as you can. I'll
find you, right after sunset. Just when it gets dark, relax and open yourself
up to the claim, and I'll know where you are, kitten."
"I don't like this," Buffy said
softly. "It scares me to be separated from you now."
"I know, baby. But you're not safe
here, not with the Slayer all out of sorts." Spike pulled her into a kiss,
trying his best to reassure her with his touch even when he was uncertain
himself. "I'll be with you again, as soon as I can," he promised her as
he pulled away.
"I'll hold you to that," Buffy said,
her hand reaching out to squeeze his.
"I know you will." Reluctantly,
Spike let go of Buffy. "Now off, both of you. Don't stop until you've
gotten to safety."
Buffy nodded and started to walk off with
Willow, only to run back to Spike's arms and kiss him one more time before she
was able to leave.

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"Willow, don't panic and don't turn
around, but there's a black van that's been following us for the last couple of
blocks."
At Buffy's announcement, Willow did force
herself not to turn around and stare at the van in question, but the not
panicking part was proving to be a little difficult. "What do we do,
Buffy?" Willow asked.
"Just stay as calm as you can and keep
walking," Buffy replied. "We need to find a public place where we can
hide out for a while."
"Okay, walking. I can do walking,"
Willow said, even as fear curled inside of her stomach. Something about this
frightened her even more than when she was face to face with a vampire.
Teenaged girls being followed by a van while walking to a friend's house was
the sort of thing you heard on the news. It was a situation your parents told
you not to get in, the sort you learned to fear in school.
Beside her, Buffy looked much calmer than
her redheaded companion, but inside Buffy was rising to near panic levels
herself. She wished Spike was there with her and cursed the afternoon sun for
keeping them apart. She'd feel safer with him.
They had almost made it to the end of the
street when suddenly, the van sped up, then came to a screeching halt in front
of the girls. The side door slid open and three men jumped out, one barking
orders to the others. Buffy fell into a defensive stance, but they were ready
for her, a fourth man appearing unexpectedly, armed with a cattle prod. He took
advantage of Buffy's surprise, and even as she landed a swift kick to one of
the men, the fourth one hit her with the prod, her body twitching violently
before she fell to the ground.
Willow screamed and ran into the fray, her
fear for her friend suddenly overriding her fear for herself. She was no match
for the men, however, and the first one struck her hard across the face,
sending her tumbling down to the pavement. Willow's head hit the hard surface
of the road, and her world went black.

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Spike knew the instant something happened to
Buffy. Shared pain tore through him, and he double over from both the physical
ache and the knowledge his mate had been harmed. Quickly, however, he shook it
off, knowing that if Buffy was in trouble, something had to be done.
And he knew just the person to get his
answers from.
Fully enraged and demon visage present,
Spike stormed up to the Slayer's door and ripped it off its hinges with a roar.
Nancy gasped, her body trembling as Spike went to her and snatched her up, pinning
her up against the wall with a thrust hard enough to bruise even her.
"What did you do?" Spike growled.
Nancy shook. In all her time fighting
vampires, she'd never seen one act quite like this, not even Spike. She
realized in an instant that if Spike wanted his third Slayer, he had her.
"I didn't do anything!" Nancy
insisted, desperate to save herself. She knew she had no chance against him in
a fight now, not when he was all fangs and blind fury.
"Don't lie to me, bitch," Spike
growled, slamming Nancy back against the wall as he did. "You did
something to my mate."
"Spike, I've been right up here in my
room all day! I couldn't have done anything to Buffy!"
Spike roared, ready to hit her again, when
he felt something sharp against his back.
"Drop her, Spike, or I will fire this
crossbow," Giles said, his tone even.
Reluctantly, Spike let go of Nancy, and the
Slayer slid to the floor. "Put the crossbow down, Watcher," Spike
said. "If you know anything about claims at all, you know killing me will
only hurt Buffy, too."
"Which is why we all need to calm down
here," Giles said. He lowered his weapon enough to let Spike step away
from Nancy, though he kept it in his hands.
"Giles, I didn't do anything,"
Nancy said, looking up at her Watcher from the floor. "I don't know what
he's talking about."
"Something's happened to Buffy,"
Spike said, his eyes flashing with anger as he spoke. "I felt it, though
the claim. She's been hurt." The full weight of the situation hit him as
the initial surge of uncontrollable rage began to fade. He'd sent Buffy out,
thinking she'd be safe, and all he'd done was led her right into danger. His
legs trembled beneath him, and he braced his hand against the wall to keep
upright.
"Where is she? Did she leave the
house?" Giles asked.
"Yeah. She went somewhere with
Red." Spike didn't want to give too many more details, not with Nancy
still there. He watched as she rose to her feet again, and he fought the urge
to rip out her throat.
"Willow? Why was she with Willow?"
Nancy asked. "She said she wasn't going to be around Buffy anymore."
Spike glared at the Slayer. "There's
more important issues here than whether or not the girl's still your number one
best friend," he snapped. "Someone hurt Buffy, and I know you had a
part in it."
"I've been in my room all day!"
Nancy protested. "I didn't even know Buffy and Willow were gone�how could
I have had something to do with what happened to Buffy?"
"You had plenty of time to work
something up last night," Spike said, his cold gaze unwavering from
Nancy's face. Nancy slinked backwards.
"Spike, I don't think there's any
reason to leap to the conclusion that Nancy was somehow responsible for
whatever's happened to Buffy. Perhaps had it been you, but my Slayer is not in
the habit of harming humans," Giles said, his hand still on his weapon.
At that, Spike turned to the Watcher.
"You sure about that, mate? She certainly was quick to deem Joyce as evil.
You think if she didn't think the same thing about Buffy she wouldn't try to
take her out?"
"I already said I was wrong about Joyce
and Buffy!" Nancy protested. "Giles, you can't listen to the vampire
over me!"
Giles glanced between the two, and Spike
thought he might have seen a flicker of uncertainty on the man's face, though
it was gone quickly. "Even if that were the case, and Nancy did
believe Buffy needed to be taken down, she would not be part of some conspiracy
as you're suggesting, Spike. It's simply ludicrous."
Frustration boiled inside of Spike. The
Watcher was deluding himself, not wanting to see what was right in front of his
face. Spike could practically smell the lie every time Nancy opened her
mouth, and her accelerated heartbeat with every thing she said only confirmed
that for him further. And clearly the idea of Nancy conspiring against Buffy
wasn't as "ludicrous" as Giles claimed if Willow had no trouble
believing it.
"She's got a hand in this,
Watcher," Spike said evenly. "I'd bet my lack of life on it. Now I've
got to find Buffy."
Spike started towards the stairs, but
stopped short when Giles grabbed his arm. "It's the middle of the day. You
won't do Buffy a bit of good as a pile of dust."
"I can stay underground until the sun's
gone," Spike replied.
"And do what, stick your nose out of
sewer grates?" Giles asked.
"No, but I could get a lock on her
through the claim as soon as she becomes more cognizant," Spike said.
"I think she's unconscious right now, her mind's real fuzzy, but when it
clears up, I'll be able to find her."
"Then you can look for her," Giles
told him. "Right now, you might just end up going in the opposite
direction if you're wandering around underground."
"I'm not bloody waiting around here
doing nothing!"
"I'll look for her," Nancy said
quickly, wanting out of the house and away from Spike more than anything else. She
had no doubt in her mind that the vampire still wanted her very much dead.
"Like hell you will!" Spike
yelled. "You're the one who caused this in the first place. Don't think
for a second that I don't know that."
"I will search with her. We'll look for
any signs of Buffy or Willow," Giles said. "Spike, do you know where
they were headed?"
Spike glanced warily at Nancy for a moment,
but then figured that since Buffy had already been attacked, there was no point
in keeping what would've been their destination a secret any longer. "They
were on their way to Red's boyfriend's house."
"Ah, yes, Oz," Giles said with a
nod. "I know where the boy lives. I drove Willow over there once after she
had been helping me in the library."
"Good," Spike said, glad to know Giles
knew where to begin to look. Maybe Buffy would turn out to be all right. Maybe
whatever had hurt her and knocked her unconscious had then left her alone.
Spike didn't really believe that for a
second, despite how nice it sounded in his head.
"I'll let you know the moment we find
something," Giles promised the vampire.
"And I'm heading out to look on my own
the second the sun goes down," Spike replied.
Giles nodded. He hadn't expected anything
else. "Come along, Nancy," he said tersely to his Slayer as he led
her out of the house.
As soon as they were gone, Spike slumped to
the ground, helplessness washing over him.

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