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Bad Medicine	By : addielogan Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 11112 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Spike woke slowly. He lay still for
a few moments, coming to consciousness as the harsh, bright lights above him shone
in his eyes. He tried to move his limbs, panicking when he couldn't. He wasn't
sure if he was relieved or not when he realized he couldn't move not because
anything was missing, but because he was strapped to a table.
"I would say you've rejoined
the world of the living, Hostile 17, but seeing as that wasn't your world to
begin with�"
Spike bristled. If the scent he was
now having the displeasure of catching wasn't enough to let him know who had
spoken, that smug tone would've been. "Well, if it isn't Agent Finn,"
Spike said coolly, refusing to let Riley know how nervous he actually was to be
back in the Initiative base. "Resorting to kidnapping in
order to keep your woman. What a man you
are."
"Say whatever you want. It
won't bother me. You're just a monster."
"Buffy seemed to think I was a
little more than that when she was writing beneath me. That is, unless of
course she likes taking it from a monster."
Riley came out of
the shadows then, coming towards Spike angrily. "You shut up! If you say anything like
that about Buffy again, I'll�"
Forrest stepped forward them,
placing his hand firmly on Riley's shoulder. "Take it easy, man. He's just
trying to bait you. Don't let him."
Riley gave Forrest a terse nod,
stepping away from Spike again. "Come on," he said to his friend.
"Let's just leave the hostile for now."
Forrest nodded back,
know that getting Riley away from Hostile 17 was probably the best idea right
then anyway. "Yeah. Professor Walsh wanted our
report."
Spike heard the door shut and knew
he was alone again. He struggled against his bonds, but they were obviously
designed to restrain a creature as strong as a vampire. He slumped, fighting
against the feeling of defeat that was creeping up on him.
Spike wondered idly if Buffy would
save him. He decided she most likely wouldn't, and that thought hurt him
deeply. He figured that even if Buffy did discover something had happened to
him, she would simply be grateful that he was finally out of her life. After
all, she had been dating the soldier boy. For all he knew, Buffy could be all
for shoving chips in vampire brains. Made her job a bit
easier.
Spike lay still on the table,
fighting the urge to fidget since he knew it would just be a waste of energy.
He needed to stay alert, bide his time until an opportunity to escape presented
itself.

***
*** ***
It had been almost three days since
Buffy had last seen Spike, and, as much as she hated to admit it, his absence
was bothering her. She's spent extra time the last couple nights patrolling his
cemetery, secretly disappointed when she didn't run into him.
Finally, she decided to go to his
crypt after her morning classes. Buffy told herself that she was going not
because she wanted to see him, but because if Spike was this quiet, then he
must be up to no good, and it was her sacred duty as the Slayer to investigate.
Yes, she concluded, that seemed like a good excuse, er, reason.
Buffy burst into Spike's crypt,
calling his name. When he didn't answer, she called louder. Still
nothing. Buffy frowned. She thought she remembered there being a second
level to his crypt, but she wasn't sure. Could he be down there?
Buffy wondered if maybe he'd gone
out. Sure, it was the middle of the day, but if there ever was a vampire to
flaunt his flammability, it was Spike. She could wait for him, talk to him when
he got back. About all the evil he was plotting, of course.
Buffy looked down at her watch, her
eyes growing wide and the color draining from her face as she saw what time it
was. Quickly, she turned and ran from the crypt.

***
*** ***
"Professor Walsh, I'd like to
speak to you about Hostile 17."
Maggie Walsh looked up from the
files she had been going over before Riley had entered the office. She folded
her hands neatly in front of her. "Speak then."
"Why has he not been
terminated?"
Maggie sighed. "While it is
not your place to question me, I will tell you this�we have not finished out
examination of the HST. We would like to have more time to study this breed of
hostile in depth."
"Why?" Riley asked.
"He's a parasite, feeding off the blood of other creatures. He's no better
than a flea."
"The reasons we have for this
are none of your concern, Agent Finn. You are dismissed."
"Professor Walsh�"
"You are dismissed!"
Riley's mouth snapped shut before
he could say anything else. He gave a terse nod and walked out of the office.
Maggie turned back to her work.

***
*** ***
"Something terrible has
happened to Spike! We have to get the group together and look for him right
now!"
Giles walked from the kitchen into
the living room as Buffy burst into his apartment, yelling frantically.
"Buffy, what on earth are you going on about?"
"Spike! I went to his crypt, and he's gone!
Something horrible has to have happened!"
"Now there's no point in
jumping to conclusions. If Spike is not in his crypt, then I'm sure he has simply
found some other place to attempt to wreak havoc."
"But look at the time,
Giles!"
"The time? What does the time have to do with anything?"
"Passions is on! Spike wouldn't leave his crypt during Passions. He doesn't have a VCR!"
"Perhaps he's joined a vampire
soap opera fan club, and is watching with them."
"That was sarcasm! I can't
believe you're being so flippant about this!"
"And I can't believe you're
taking it all so seriously. Honestly, Buffy, I'm not even convinced Spike is in
need of any sort of help. For all we know, he could have finally decided to
leave us and Sunnydale alone. And even if he is in trouble, I don't see how
it's any concern of ours. We've already helped Spike more than we ever should
have."
"How can you say that? Spike helped
you when you were a Fyarl demon. He needs us now."
"Buffy�"
"No! Look, I know Spike's in trouble. I can feel it, Giles. We have to find him
before it's too late."
"You can 'feel' it? Buffy,
whatever do you mean by that?"
"Spike and I�" Buffy held
her head up, suddenly sick of the denials. "Spike and I slept together."
Giles shifted. "Buffy, I know, the Mauruk demon�"
"No, Giles, since then.
Several times, actually."
Giles tore his glasses from his
face. "Oh, good lord."
"Please don't get all freaked
out on me."
"Freaked out? Dammit, Buffy, I
thought you would've learned your lesson on sleeping with vampires."
Buffy tried not to show how much
his words hurt. It wasn't the time for that. "Look, either you help me, or
I go search for Spike myself. He's in trouble, Giles. I haven't seen him in
three days. Spike wouldn't just disappear like that."
Giles wanted to protest more, but
he knew his Slayer well enough to know she wasn't going to let this go.
"Call the others," he said, his tone not hiding his dislike of the
idea.
Buffy went straight to the phone,
calling both Xander and Willow.

***
*** ***
Riley knew the last place he needed
to be was Professor Walsh's office�especially since Walsh wasn't there. But something
about their conversation earlier had left him unsettled. What good could
possibly come from keeping a hostile around like that, especially one that had
already escaped once? Riley had never been one to question the higher ups, but
in this case, he felt the compelling need to make an exception. Professor Walks
had seemed to be hiding something, and that scared him more than the thought of
a court martial.
The files Walsh had been reading
were still on her desk in a manila folder. They were marked
"classified," and Riley bristled at the professor's lack of protocol.
Why would she leave important papers like this out in the open? Riley was
surprised at the answer his own mind provided for him: arrogance.
Riley stood still for a moment,
listening carefully to make sure no one was coming. When he was sure it was
safe to do so, he opened the folder. He skimmed the top of the papers inside,
words jumping out at him. Hostiles. Behavior
modification. Microchip.
Then, he read something that made
him grow pale. Riley knew then that something had to be done about Spike�and fast.

***
*** ***
"So you're telling me the
reason you called us over here is to save Spike because he missed Passions?"
"See, Xander, this is why I
didn't tell you the details over the phone," Buffy said. "We don't
have time to discuss this."
Xander paced Giles's living room. "No,
Buffy, we have to discuss this because I'm not quite clear on everything. This
Spike is bleach blond, leather clad, blood-sucking fiend Spike, correct?"
"Yes. And you might want to
add 'Buffy's boyfriend' to that list," Buffy replied.
Xander stopped pacing, and the way
his eyes bugged out would have struck Buffy as comical at any other time. After
a moment of sputtering, Xander managed to respond with a very articulate,
"Huh?"
Buffy waved her hand dismissively.
"Look, we have more important matters right now, but yeah, Spike and I
slept together."
"I was here for the Mauruk
demon, Buffy. You don't have to remind me of that."
Buffy rolled her eyes. As much as
Giles complained about Xander, they could be dense in the exact same way
sometimes. "No, after that. But�" Buffy
tried to steer the conversation away from her recent sexual escapades and back
to the fact that her partner in said escapades was missing, but Xander had
apparently moved past his initial shock and on to anger.
"You've been doing that with the evil undead, and you
didn't feel the need to tell any of us about it?"
Willow raised her hand meekly from
where she was seated on the couch. "Um, I knew."
Xander looked at Willow, hurt in
his eyes. "You've been keeping this a secret? God, Will, what if he'd hurt
Buffy? I mean, given her track record, I guess it's not that surprising that
she'd do this, but I thought you were smarter than that."
At Xander's last statement, Giles
went for his scotch. The day's events were quickly becoming more than he cared
to handle sober.
"Excuse me?" Buffy
yelled. "My
track record?" She stalked towards Xander, the look in her eyes
pinning him to the spot. "Let's talk about yours, shall we? Bug lady. Inca mummy girl. Cordelia. Your
choice in dates hasn't exactly been stellar either."
"Yeah, well, those can all be
chalked up to my stupidity!" Xander said in lame self defense. He frowned
for a second as he realized what he'd just said, then continued. "But you! You knew Angel and Spike were vampires, and
you still had sex with them. I've heard of loving your work, Buff, but this�"
Buffy opened her mouth to retort,
but Willow jumped between them. "Enough! We're not here to discuss Buffy's
love life; we're here to help Spike. And yes, before either of the men in this
room says anything, I think that is
something we should be doing. Yeah, Spike's a vampire, but he's also someone we
know. And it's ridiculous for you, Xander, to compare Spike to Angelus, because
from what I've seen, they're two very different people. Spike wouldn't hurt
Buffy. Not now."
"Willow, that's just because
of the chip."
"No, Xander," Willow
snapped. "I've been watching Spike ever since he got the chip�hell, even
before, and I've seen there's more to him than just a monster. The way he cried
over Drusilla for one thing. Yes, he had a broken bottle in my face, but he
also didn't torture me with it�the way Angelus
probably would have. I'm not saying that Spike's exactly good, but he loves Buffy, and if she'd quit being so stubborn about
the whole thing, she'd realize she's in love with him, too. So, now we're all
going to settle down, find Spike, and save him. Is everyone clear on
that?"
Giles and Xander nodded numbly,
taken aback by the sudden wrath of Willow.
Buffy looked at Willow in
confusion. "I'm in love with Spike?"
Willow cocked an eyebrow at her
friend. "Well, duh."
Buffy thought about that for a
moment, trying to reconcile the words "love" and "Spike" in
her mind. She still wasn't certain about it, but it didn't seem as incongruous
as she would've thought. But it wasn't the time for her to sort that out. Once
she had Spike back, they could work things out together. She slipped back into
her "Slayer mode."
"Okay, now that all that's
settled, we're gonna look for Spike. I figure we should start by checking out
the places where he likes to hang out, asking around to see if anyone's seen
him recently. Anyone have any arguments with that?" When her friends were silent at her last question,
Buffy added, "All right then, let's do
this."

***
*** ***
Spike sat in the corner of a tiny,
dark cell�what he figured was probably the Initiative's version of solitary confinement.
He'd been shaking for a while now, but he'd reached a point where he didn't
notice it. All he could think about was the hunger.
They hadn't let him feed since
they'd brought him in. Not even the drugged blood from before. He hoped they
knew enough about vampires not to think starvation would kill him. He'd rather
be staked than have to suffer like this indefinitely. Although he'd heard that
eventually, there would be hallucinations. Maybe that would allow him some sort
of comfort.
Perhaps they didn't know what happened to vampires when they were kept away from
blood, and that's why they were doing this to him. Could he be an experiment?
Scientists could've been monitoring him, scribbling down any outward signs of
his agony.
Spike didn't care. All he could
think of was blood. Any blood. Human, pig, rat, he
didn't care.
Occasionally, thoughts of Buffy
drifted into his mind, and he fought to push them away. He couldn't seem to
focus on good things�the sound of her laugh, the feel of her lips when she let
him kiss her. Instead, all he could see was the anger in her eyes when she
turned him away. He needed her to save him, to drag him out of this hell, and
he ached with the belief that that would never happen.
Spike stared forward, his body
trembling.

***
*** ***
Buffy sat with Willow at the table
outside Giles's apartment. They'd been searching for Spike for hours, and
they'd had no luck. Surprisingly, Xander had agreed to wait at Spike's crypt
and let them know if he showed up, although Buffy had no hope that Spike would.
Only one place had not been searched, and Buffy had a sinking feeling that that
was exactly where Spike was.
The Initiative
base.
The thought of Spike being locked
in some military instillation having who knows what happen to him made Buffy
feel cold inside. She wanted to cry, but she knew that would only be a waste of
energy now. She'd left a message on Riley's pager, but she doubted he'd call
back. Even if Spike was with the Initiative, why would Riley help them? Buffy
knew that in all honesty, Riley had most likely had something to do with it.
Buffy looked over at Willow. The
young witch was watching Buffy, a look of concern on her face. She had tried to
help Buffy find Spike without question, even defending their relationship to
Giles and Xander earlier. Buffy couldn't express how grateful she was for
Willow's support, but she still wondered what made her so willing to stand up
for whatever is was Buffy had with Spike.
"Willow, can I ask you
something?"
"Of course,
Buffy. What is it?"
"Why?"
Willow blinked. "Why
what?"
"Why are you so okay with
this?"
"Buffy, you're going to have
to stop with the cryptic, 'cause I'm sort of a confused Willow right now."
"Why did you stand up for me
and Spike earlier?"
Willow looked down at her hands for
a moment before answering. "Because I know what it's like to be in a
relationship with someone that other people may not approve of."
"You mean Oz?"
A pause. "No."
"Okay, now I'm the confused
one."
Willow sat up straight again.
"You haven't met her, but I've talked about her a few times�Tara, from my
Wicca group."
"Yeah, I remember you
mentioning her, why�" Buffy stopped as realization set in. "Oh.
Wow."
"Yeah. You're�you're not freaked, are you?"
"No. Surprised, yeah, but not
freaked. When did this happen?"
"I don't know. It just did. It's all sorta new�that's why I
didn't say anything before. But I�I think I'm falling in love with her,
Buffy."
Buffy gave Willow a genuine smile.
"I'm happy for you then. I was worried about you when Oz left, but I'm
glad to see you've found someone who makes you happy." Buffy gave her a
mock-stern look. "But I do want to meet this young woman, make sure she's
good enough for my Willow."
Willow chuckled. "I'll
introduce you. I was just�well, afraid of how you all would look at me if I
told you."
"Believe me, I can relate. But
I'm your friend no matter what, Willow." She reached across the table,
giving Willow's hand a small squeeze.
"And I'm yours no matter what,
too, Buffy. If you want to get involved with another vampire, well, I trust
you. I may hide any goldfish I happen to buy, but�"
Buffy laughed. "I promise your
goldfish are safe. And thank you, for being so understanding."
"You, too. Now if I can just work up the courage to
tell Xander�"
"He'll still love you, too,
Will. He may ask if he can watch, but he'll still love you."
Willow laughed, then sobered.
"I'm sorry we still haven't found Spike, but we will. I can possibly try
another locator spell. I know the last one didn't turn out so well, but�"
"No, that's okay. I think I
know where he is anyway. The only problem is going to be finding some way to
get to him."
"Buffy?"
Willow and Buffy both jerked
around, staring at the man who now stood in front of them. Buffy's eyes
narrowed to slits.
"Riley."

***
*** ***
Sorry that took so long. I had
writer's block, tests and papers, then a bit of financial trouble, and then a
big mess with some other stuff. Ugh. Anyway, I know where I'm going with this
story now, so hopefully I'll have the next chapter up a whole lot sooner.
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