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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Willow groaned, reluctantly swimming back
towards consciousness as her head screamed at her to close her eyes again.
"Willow, wake up. Come on, open your
eyes."
She knew that voice… With effort, she forced herself to look up.
"Giles?"
"Oh thank god," Giles said, relief
flooding him at the sound of Willow speaking. She'd looked so close to death
when he'd found her, the steady rise and fall of her chest the only thing that
told him she was still with them at all. "Can you tell me what happened?"
"There…there was a van. It was
following us." Willow frowned, trying to remember while everything was so
foggy. "Some men jumped out and…" She gasped. "Oh my god, Giles,
they got Buffy!"
Giles swallowed. "Can you tell me
anything about these men at all?"
"No. It was so quick, I didn't…"
Willow frowned, a memory pushing itself through the haze of her mind.
"They were talking to each other, and they had British accents."
At that, Giles paled. "The
Council."
Now, Nancy spoke for the first time, and
Willow was surprised to note she was even there. "Giles, I know you don't
want to hear this because of what you had with Buffy's mother and everything,
but if the Watchers' Council got Buffy, they may have had a good reason."
"Yeah, and I guess I must be evil, too,
since they made me hit my head," Willow grumbled, trying to pull herself
up but soon abandoning the plan.
"They didn't take you," Nancy
said.
"No, they left her unconscious in the
middle of the road," Giles snapped. "If we hadn't come along when we
did, Willow could very well have died. It's high time you come to the
realization that everyone else around you has, Nancy—the Watchers' Council is
involved in something very sinister."
Nancy didn't agree in the least, though she
held her tongue this time. Quentin Travers had told her Buffy was indeed a
threat and that she had been striking out against the Council with her vampire
lover for some time now. Giles was simply too blinded by his feelings for the
turncoat Slayer, Joyce Summers.
Instead, Nancy said, "We need to get
Willow home. She needs to rest now." She reached her hand down to the
redhead, but Willow didn't take it.
"What about Buffy?" Willow asked.
"I saw them hit her with something. She was hurt."
"We'll find Buffy," Giles replied.
"But Nancy is right. You've got a nasty bump on your head, and you need
rest."
Willow let Giles help her up, leaning
heavily on him as she struggled to stand. "But you'll find Buffy?"
she asked, seeking reassurance.
"Yes, we will. Now come along, my dear.
I'll drive you home."
"I'm going to stay out longer,"
Nancy said. "Keep looking to see if I can find any traces of what happened
to her."
Giles's expression was skeptical as he
regarded Nancy for a moment. Just minutes ago she'd proposed the Council had
had cause for nabbing Buffy, and now she was offering to search more for her?
It was strange, and very unlike Nancy when she was certain she was right about
something. Giles thought back to Spike's accusation earlier that Nancy would've
helped someone take out Buffy, had Nancy convinced herself Buffy needed
taking out.
If that were indeed the case, maybe it was
for the best if Nancy stayed away from them.
"Yes, do that," Giles replied.
"And please, call me immediately if you find anything at all."
"I will," Nancy said with a nod.
Giles gave her one last look before helping
Willow to his car.
***
*** ***
Spike hadn't moved from his spot in the
hallway after Nancy and Giles had left. Instead, he kept trying to connect to
Buffy through the claim, desperate to get a lock on her position.
"Come on, baby," he said softly to
himself. "Wake up and tell me where you are…"
"Spike! Are you still here?"
Spike jumped up to his feet at the sound of
Giles calling for him, and headed down the stairs. "Did you find
something?"
The look on Spike's face now further
solidified Giles's growing belief that the vampire did indeed feel something
real for Buffy. He looked every bit the worried husband, his genuine concerned
etched into every feature. As such, Giles hated to tell him what he'd
discovered. "We found Willow, unconscious and on the ground," Giles
said. "After reviving her, the girl claimed that Buffy was taken by a
group of men in a black van. Willow also described them as having British
accents, which leads me to believe…"
"The Council," Spike finished for
him. "Bloody hell." Spike hit the wall with his fist, and
Giles chose not to comment on the hole he left in the plaster.
"Have you had any luck determining
where Buffy is?" Giles asked.
Spike shook his head. "No. She's still
out." He pointed at Giles. "You know, Watcher, despite what you're
trying to convince yourself, the Slayer's in on this. You want to know where
Buffy is, you let me question her. Where is she, anyway?"
Giles coughed into his hand. "She
claimed she was going to search for more clues pertaining to Buffy's
whereabouts."
The change in Giles's tone from earlier when
he'd been speaking about Nancy made Spike's eyebrow arch. "Oh? And now you
don't believe her, do you?"
"After discerning that it was most
likely the Council that took Buffy, I'm more willing to entertain the thought of
Nancy having a hand in it," Giles admitted, looking somewhat sheepish as
he did.
"Nancy was why Buffy was leaving,"
Spike said. "I couldn't give all the details with the Slayer standing right
there, but Willow spoke to her and knew something was up. She said Nancy was
entirely too calm and assured her that Buffy would be out of their hair
soon."
Giles winced. It pained him to admit, but
the evidence seemed to point to Nancy having played at least some part in this.
The Council had clearly known where to find Buffy and had also seemed to think
they had reason enough to come after her violently. The only person whom Giles could
think of to give them that information was Nancy. "I knew she was uncomfortable
about all of this, but I never thought her capable of making such a potentially
deadly action."
Giles stopped for a moment, taking in and
exhaling several deep breaths. "I would've thought that even with her
doubts, she would take into consideration that the Council has already arranged
the death of one Slayer."
"Well, apparently you gave the chit a
little more credit than she deserved," Spike replied.
"We could still be jumping to unfounded
conclusions," Giles argued, though his words held little conviction.
"We're not, Watcher, and you know it.
Face it, your Slayer sold out anyone who the Council would have any struggle
with, yourself included."
"Be that as it may, we need to focus on
finding Buffy now before things get any worse."
"There we're in complete
agreement," Spike replied, his arms crossed over his chest. "But I
don't like the waiting around here bit. If they keep her drugged, I may never
be able to get a clear lock on her." He peeked around Giles at the closed
curtains. "If the sun would just bloody go down, I could be out there,
seeing if I could sense anything if I was a little closer to her."
"That might not do us any good,"
Giles said. "For all we know, they've put her on a plane back to
England."
The look on Spike's face told Giles that
he'd neither thought of that nor liked the sound of it now that he had.
Before Spike could say anything else, the
phone rang, and Giles went downstairs to answer it. The Watcher spoke with the
caller in hushed tones, but Spike's vampire hearing allowed him to still pick
up enough of the conversation to know it was Red and that she was saying
something Giles seemed to be optimistic about. Spike went down the stairs and
waited for Giles in the foyer.
Soon, Giles ended the call and came back to
talk to Spike. "That was Willow. She says shortly after I dropped her off,
she remembered a spell she'd seen in one of Jenny's old books. Supposedly, it's
a sort of location spell, used to pinpoint where a person is on a map."
"And she thinks she can do it?"
Spike asked.
"She's fairly certain. It would take
less power than the spell she did to restore Angel's soul, after all. She read
me the list of ingredients, and I'm going to pick them up from the magic shop
downtown, then get her and bring her back here to perform the spell."
"She's all right for all of that? You
said she was hurt when they grabbed Buffy."
"She was injured, yes, but she seemed
convinced on the phone that she was well enough to do this, and we have very
little time to waste—as I'm sure you're aware of."
Spike nodded. He was. Painfully aware. Every second he
didn't have Buffy there with him made him feel as if he was another second
closer to losing her forever. "And I suppose I'm to sit around here and
hope she wakes up, wherever she is?" Spike asked, less than thrilled with
that part of the plan.
"You don't have much of another choice
right now," Giles replied. He hesitated a moment before placing his hand
against Spike's arm. "We'll find her."
Spike glanced down at the Watcher's hand,
the comfort from the other man seeming strange, yet Spike knew at the same time
it was genuine. "We have to," he said, letting the intensity of
emotion he was feeling choke his voice for the first time in front of Giles.
"If something happened to Buffy, I…"
"I know," Giles said with a nod,
letting his hand drop as he did. "But you can search for her best here right
now, letting the bond between you work to tell you where she is."
Spike hated that, hated patiently sitting
around waiting for a clue to Buffy's whereabouts, but he also knew Giles was
right. "Hurry up and get the little witch so we can do this spell of
hers."
"I'll be back as quickly as I can
be," Giles assured Spike before leaving him alone again.
***
*** ***
Nancy glanced around nervously, her arms crossed
over her chest. This was where she'd been told to wait, but she'd been standing
there for fifteen minutes past the rendezvous time, and it was starting to make
her antsy.
"Ah, Slayer, you are here. Sorry to
have kept you waiting."
Nancy turned towards the man as he
approached her. "Mr. Travers. It's no trouble at all. I know you're a busy
man."
"Yes, it has been a rather full
day," Travers replied. "Do you have any more news to report?"
"They know it was the Council who took
Buffy," Nancy said. "Willow heard your men speaking and recognized
their accents. Giles put two and two together."
"Ah, Rupert Giles. He always was quite
the intelligent man. It's a pity he had to become a traitor to our cause."
"It's Buffy's fault. Her and her
mother. They corrupted him," Nancy asserted.
"The cause is no matter, my dear. Only
the actions," Travers replied. "And I'm afraid your actions have been quite questionable as well."
Nancy frowned. "What do you mean? I've
been loyal to the Council, and I know my duties as a Slayer."
Travers tsked and shook his head. "This
coming from a Slayer who would bed a vampire? I'm afraid that isn't one
of your duties at all, child."
Before Nancy could protest further, a man
came out from where he'd been hiding nearby and stabbed her arm with a needle.
Nancy tried to speak, but could only manage a pitiful squeak, the world
spinning as her legs went out from under her.
Travers looked down at her. "We at the
Watchers' Council believe that it's high time a new Slayer to be Called, one who hopefully does not allow herself to be
seduced by the vampires she should be eliminating. We were going to wait
until your Cruciamentum for this, but I suppose now will work just as well."
Quentin Travers waved his hand to someone
off in the distance before he walked off, the man who had drugged Nancy
following close behind. Nancy felt fear flooding her body as she realized she
couldn't move her limbs.
All she could do was remain helpless on the
ground and watch as a vampire approached her, a cruel smile on his face as he
prepared to take the life of a Slayer.
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